1 comments/ 16655 views/ 19 favorites Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 01 By: RibaldWriter Here it is, the second part of Tales Of Lustville. It's been sitting for over a year, untouched, so I figured, what the hell, let's post it and see if it gets a better reaction than part one. While there is an incest theme. there's a love story too. Give it a read, and let me know what you think. ***** More Tales Of Lustville Playin' With The Big Boys Chapter One Closer Than You Think Sarah West lay propped up on her bed, a stack of pillows behind her back. She was watching her favorite porn flick, a compilation of old John Holmes films that she had collected over the years. She had spent many happy hours searching the internet for the best quality copies she could find. Just a few weeks shy of thirty-six, Sarah looked like she was in her late twenties. Her short brown hair was plastered to her forehead, and her firm, round thirty-five DD-cup tits were soaked with sweat as she writhed on the bed. The muscles in her long, shapely legs tensed up as she humped her girlish ass up higher, arching her pussy up at her probing fingers. No one believed that she had a teenaged son about to graduate from high school. She was glad that she looked so much younger than she actually was. She knew it was because she was free to spend all her time exercising and playing with herself. Her husband had made her a wealthy woman when he died suddenly two years ago. She had actually been happy for him when she found out that he had had a massive heart attack while fucking his secretary. She liked the idea that he'd been having a good time when he went. Her late husband had loved watching porn while they fucked, and Sarah hadn't had the heart to tell him that she fantasized about the huge cocks in the movies pounding her pussy into a pulp while he humped his average sized dick into her once or twice a week. She also didn't tell him that she watched his porno's every day while he was at work, making herself cum for hour after happy hour as she dreamed of taking those huge cocks into every one of her eager holes over and over. George had loved the hairy pussies of the actresses in the old movies, and would never let her shave her own abundant bush. But Sarah loved the way the starlets in the newer movies kept their cunts shaved bare. She had her own bush trimmed back to just a tiny vee now, the lips of her pretty pussy bare as a babies bottom. She loved the way her pussy juices made the soft, smooth skin feel so slick and slippery, so she waxed religiously at least once a week. She got many offers for sex, every man in the neighborhood had hit on her at one time or another. But she wasn't ready to date yet, she was happy with her fantasies and her toys. Besides, she knew from their wives what kinds of cocks they had. She wanted her first fuck after George to be with a huge, hanging horsecock that would choke her when she sucked on it, and rip her hungry little cunt to shreds. "Fuck her, Johnny!" She grunted. "Shove that fat fucking cock in that little whore's cunt and show her what it's like to get fucked by a REAL cock!" Her legs spread wider, her feet coming up, tucking in under the cheeks of her tight round ass as she pounded three fingers of one hand frantically in and out of her sopping wet cunt chute, the fingers of her other hand flashing over the stiff nubbin of her clit. "Oooooohhhh. You're gonna cum, aren't you Johnny?" She whimpered, watching as the actor threw his head back, his face working in an exaggerated expression of passion. She thought it was so hot when he did that, and she felt a flood of girl cum pour out around her pistoning fingers. "Shoot it on her face! Pull it out and paste that bitch's face, Johnny!" She started to cum as Holmes wrapped his hand around the root of his fourteen-inch cock, letting it fall from the stretched out hole of the young whore he was fucking. Her eyes never left the screen as he crawled up over his partner, laying his massive member over her face, stroking it lazily as he pumped his load out over her cheeks and chin, moving it around before centering it over her open mouth and jerking the rest of his steaming man chowder out onto her tongue. "Yeah, cum in her fucking mouth, Johnny. Feed that bitch your hot fucking cum you big dicked bastard." She closed her eyes, her head rocking back and forth, her own mouth open, her tongue flashing all around as she imagined that it was her that he was drooling his sticky jizz on. She purred happily as she milked off her orgasm, her mind filled with images of enormous cocks spraying thick wads of spunk all over her face, milking it out into her mouth as she sucked on the huge, throbbing heads. Outside her bedroom, her teenage son Bradley stood watching her through the partially open door. He knew that she masturbated every day at about the same time, so he made it a point of announcing that he was going out, giving her half an hour or so to get started, then coming back and watching her play with herself while he jerked off, fantasizing about fucking her while he watched her pleasure herself. He was jerking off right now, and was glad that she was making so much noise. He loved listening to her, and it would cover the sounds he would make when he shot his own wad. His hand was flying over his huge cock, and he could feel his balls tightening up as his fist pounded up and down over the length of his throbbing cockshaft. He grunted deep in his throat, fighting to keep his eyes open so he could watch her. He felt his jizz burst from his balls, rushing up the pulsing pole of his prickshaft, erupting from his piss hole in jet after jet of steaming spunk. Brad turned slightly, moving so his cock was pointed almost head on at the video camera as his fist stroked frantically up and down over the length of his humongous horse cock. Huge wads of jizz sprayed out into the towel he held in his other hand, soaking it as he dumped load after sticky load into it. Leaning against the doorframe, he smacked his cockknob into the gooey puddle of jizz in the towel, throwing his head back, groaning as he stroked the sloppy mess along the underside of his swollen cockshaft. He eased down, milking out the last of his load into the towel, holding his cock so the camera caught the full length of it laid out on the dark blue towel. The long pink shaft of his cock continued to quiver and jerk as he moved his hand off of it, the fat knob swollen to the size of a small apple. Panting for breath, he turned back, watching his mother cumming while she watched her porno's, her fingers pumping madly in and out of her juiced soaked cunt slit. He moved back from the door quietly, picked up the camera on its tripod, and crept quietly down the hall to his bedroom. Sarah pointed the remote at the media player, scrolling through the list of new videos she had found. She stopped when she saw the picture of a huge cock standing up stiffly, held by a fist. She highlighted it and hit play, gasping as the video started. The screen filled with the image of a cock laying limply across a firm, well-muscled thigh. She stared as the video faded to a view from between his legs, showing the hairy sac of balls hanging under the limp length of cock meat. She guessed that the huge cock had to be over seven inches long soft. Reaching across the bed, Sarah picked up her favorite toy, a fourteen-inch double-headed dildo, and started running it up and down between her cream coated cuntlips. She pressed the bulbous head against her throbbing pussy mound, dragging it slowly up and down the length of the juice soaked slit. She groaned as a hand came into view, wrapping around the root of the meaty cock muscle, lifting it, then squeezing and tugging on it lightly. Watching wide eyed as the thick shaft started to stiffen slowly, the thick veins pulsing as they filled with blood, she pulled the thick dildo away from her spasming pussy and brought it to her mouth. The man was running his hand slowly over the length of his cock now, his fingers clasped loosely around the enormous shaft. It was growing rapidly, swelling onto a full-blown hard-on in seconds. It stood up stiffly, the thick piss tube on the underside pulsating rhythmically. The view did a slow fade again, going to a topside view as he drizzled lube all over the swollen knob, then massaged it in with his palm and fingers. Sarah sucked the head of her dildo into her mouth as his hips arched up, the thick shaft of his cock jerking and twitching as he rubbed his hand all around over the plum colored knob. She pumped the rubber cock in and out between her lips as she imagined what his huge prick would feel like filling her mouth. It looked like it was over twelve inches long, and as big around as a beer can. She drooled on her dildo as she fantasized what a cock like that would feel like in her mouth. She watched as he tilted his cock back, the view changing to show the underside as he squirted lube up the length of his shaft. Groaning as he worked the slippery gel into the bloated piss tube, she stared wide eyed as his fingers wrapped around the rigid bulk of his donkey sized cock, his fingers not reaching all the way around it. His hand started shuttling slowly up and down over the lube-coated stalk of his cock. He moved his fist up and down slowly, twisting it as he stroked it lazily from the root up to the throbbing tip, then back again, over and over. He picked up the pace, gradually increasing the speed of his strokes as he brought his other hand down, wrapping it around the top half of his cock. Sarah jerked the dildo out of her mouth, scooting down, then slipping off the bed, pulling her chair over right in front of the television. She dropped down into the chair and propped her feet on the TV stand as she slid down, her ass hanging over the edge. She fit the fat wet head of her dildo into her cream soaked cunt hole, and started feeding it up into her cock hungry cunt channel, stroking it in time with the hands moving on the huge cock in front of her. "Fuck me! Gimme that big fucking cock!" She moaned as she forced more of her fake cock up into her drooling pussy. "Oooooohhhh, that's a nice fuckin' dick you got there, baby! Momma wants some of that hot meat. Come on stud, show me what ya got." She panted harshly as she started fucking herself with the dildo. The hands were moving faster now, flying over the length of his cock. One hand would glide over the swollen knob on the upstroke, making him jerk every time it did. Sarah could see that he was already getting close to cumming, and she started pounding the dildo roughly in and out of her spasming cunt chute, wanting to try to cum with him. She fucked herself in time with his strokes, imagining that the dildo was his huge cock filling her sloppy wet hole so wonderfully. "Unngghhh! Fuck! You ready for it bitch!" She heard him grunt. "I'm gonna cum you fucking slut! Where you want it? Where do you want me to shoot my hot fuckin' load, huh?" "In my mouth!" She cried out. "Shoot your fucking jizz on my face, and in my mouth you beautiful, big dicked bastard." She started cumming, slamming the huge dildo in and out of her cumming cunt hole frantically. "Shoot the first load in my cunt, then pull it out and stick it in my mouth! Make me eat your jizz! I'll swallow it all! I promise!" Her pussy tunnel clenched and spasmed around the driving length of her dildo as it flew in and out of her sopping wet cunt slit in a blur of motion. She writhed in the chair, leaning forward, her mouth opening as she saw the fat knob twitch and jerk, and a huge jet of jizz spit from the piss slit. "Yessssssss!" she screamed as spurt after spurt of creamy white spunk erupted from his piss hole, shooting up in the air, then falling back onto his stomach and thighs. "Shoot it on me! Oh god, feed me all that hot cum! I want it! I neeeeddddd it!" She whimpered as she scrambled out of the chair and pressed her face to the screen, her tongue lashing all around, trying to licking the sticky cum clinging to his belly and thighs. He was jerking on his cock wildly now, his body writhing and twisting on the bed, cum spraying up from his balls by the bucketful. "Uuuunnnnggghhhh! Eat it you fucking slut!" He groaned. "Suck my fucking cock! Worship it you cum hungry cunt! Suck the jizz out of my balls with that hot little mouth! Nnngggggghhhhhhnnnn!" "Oh god yes! Feed it to me! I'll eat it all!" Sarah groaned, falling back into her chair, her hand pounding the dildo in and out of her cunt as hard and as fast as she could. "Give me all that delicious cum! Please! I'll be your slut! I'll suck that huge fucking cock till you can't get it hard again. You can fuck me anytime you want, any way you want! Just fuck me! Oh please, give it to meeeeeeee!" She lost her balance and fell from the chair, landing on her knees in front of the TV. Kneeling there, her hands still ramming the dildo frantically in and out of her quivering cunt channel, she held her mouth open, her head tipped back, offering it as a receptacle for his steaming spunk. She stared wild eyed as he kept cumming, shooting out more cum than she had ever thought possible from a single pair of balls. "Nooooooo! Don't stop! I want more!" She cried as she was the flow of cum spewing from his piss slit finally ebb, then slow to a dribble from his winking piss hole. "Oh please. Please give me more of your hot cum. Oh god, I need it!" Whimpering softly, she watched as he rubbed the thick, sticky goo into his prick meat, massaging it into his stone hard cock. She leaned forward as he tilted his cock toward the camera, working his hand slowly up the length of his mighty prickstalk, milking the last of his load out, letting it drool slowly from his piss slit. "Oh, thank you." She moaned as she pressed her mouth to the screen, her tongue lapping at the sticky glob as it dripped down his shaft. "Thank you so much. I love your cum. I want it. Oh god, it's so good!" She was leaning back as the screen went dark, and froze when she saw what came up on the screen next. In simple white text on a black background it said: For more of my videos, go to hungmale-dot-com. Look for BigBrad. If you like my cock, let me know. I want to meet hot MILF's with short brown hair, big tits, and shaved beavers with a little bush. You want it in you. You can have it. All you have to do is ask. Sarah stared at the screen, then scrambled up off the floor, the dildo hanging from her pussy as she grabbed the remote off the bed, frantically searching for the pause button. She pointed the remote at the media player, then backed the video up till the ad was back on the screen. She pulled the drawer on her nightstand open and got a pen and a pad of paper, then carefully wrote down the information on the screen. Smiling happily, she eased the dildo from her dripping wet cunt hole and flopped back on the bed. She would go look for more of his videos later she thought as she dropped off to sleep. * * * * * Later that afternoon, she got her laptop out and went to the website. She was glad to see that it was free, and she signed up, picking 'SexySarah' as her user name. She filled out the profile with her age, stats, and location, then hesitated when it asked for preferences. She leaned back at the kitchen table, idly running the mouse pointer back and forth across the screen as she considered what to write. She just wanted to get pictures and videos, and she doubted that she'd ever actually meet anyone off the site, so she decided to have some fun. Opening a notepad, she began composing quickly. Several minutes later, she sat back, trying not to laugh as she read through what she had written. Lonely MILF looking for the big man to fill my horny little holes. I'm tired of the tiny dicks I've been getting, and I want a huge cock for a change. If you're less than ten inches, don't bother, I want the real meat, the horsecocks to stretch my hot little holes. I like young men, eighteen to twenty-five that can keep it up all night, and dump load after load in, and on me. I'll suck your dick for hours, take your huge cock in my tight little pussy, or up my hot little asshole. I want to get fucked, hard and fast, for as long as you can give it to me. Cum in my mouth, my pussy, or on my face, I don't care. I love it all. She cut and pasted it into the preferences section, then clicked the submit button. A small box popped up telling her to check her email, so she opened another window, went to her email, and clicked on the mail from the site. There was a link, so she clicked on it, and was re-directed back to the site. She put in her user name and password, and was finally in. Scrolling down the screen, she saw BigBrad near the bottom of the first page and clicked on his name. His page was filled with pictures and videos, so she started clicking on them, saving them to her hard drive instead of opening them. It only took her ten minutes to save everything, and she opened his profile to read about him. AgeEighteen HeightFive-ten WeightOne eighty-five BuildMuscular Endowment Thirteen and a half inches She stared at the last entry, unable to believe what she was seeing. Oh my god! She thought. Thirteen fucking inches. Was it possible for a woman to even take a cock like that? She wondered. She squirmed in her chair, feeling her pussy flutter and drool as she thought about how a cock that size would feel. She knew that she could take most of her double-headed dildo, but it wasn't nearly as thick as the cock in the video had been. She went to her desktop and opened the folder that she'd downloaded the pictures and videos into, and began going through them. She browsed through the pictures slowly, and was disappointed that he didn't show his face. He was careful to only show himself from shoulders to knees, and the pictures were cropped so they didn't give away anything about the room he was in either. Looking at the clock, she closed the pictures, fearing that her son might come home and catch her. She smiled as she copied the videos over onto the media server, putting them in the locked directory she kept on it. She was just finishing as Brad came in the back door. "Hi mom." He grinned, pulling his shirt off over his head, then running it over his tightly muscled chest. "It's freekin' hot out there! Tommy wanted to play basketball, but it's just too hot out there right now." "I know, honey. I was out earlier." She grinned as she closed the laptop. "Why don't you hop in the shower and cool off. I don't want you sweating all over my nice clean furniture!" "Okay, that sounds like a good idea." He said as she walked over and kissed her lightly on the cheek. "I need to throw in a load of towels first though. I'm starting to run low." "Just sit them in the hall, honey. I'm going to do laundry in a little while. I can take care of it." She said as she stood up. She went to hug him, then stepped back, thinking better of it. "Um, do you mind if I hug you later, baby? You're all sweaty...and to be honest, you stink!" "Well thanks alot mom!" He laughed. "I thought women liked sweaty young studs. That's all Mrs. Talbert ever talks about, how hot she thinks I am. Maybe I should go shower over at her house. She might even help if I asked her nice." "What kind of thing is that to say to your own mother Bradley West?" She said, flushing brightly. "You stay away from that woman! She's nothing but a whore! I...I...you just stay away from her! Now go get those towels, then take a shower. I was thinking about going out to dinner tonight." "Okay, relax mom. I was just kidding!" Brad laughed. "She's too fat for me, and I like brunettes anyway." He was still laughing as he walked by her heading for his bedroom. Sarah watched him walk away, realizing that her son wasn't a little boy anymore. He'd be graduating from high school in a few weeks, and he had a seemingly never-ending stream of girls chasing him. His phone rang almost non-stop in the evenings, and he was constantly sending off text messages at all hours. Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 01 Taking her laptop into the bedroom, She opened the folder with BigBrad's pictures and videos, and dropped a blank DVD into the burner. She moved the files over onto the disk and started the burn going, then picked up the remote, opening the locked folder on the media player. Scrolling through to new videos, she saw one titled, 'Jerking off with Mom', with today's date on it. "That sounds like fun." She said to herself. "I wonder if his mom really jerks off with him." She started the video, glancing over at the laptop as she leaned back against the headboard. The video was dimly lit, but the action was easy to see. She watched, spellbound as he stood outside an open door, obviously peeking inside as he jerked off. "Oh, you naughty boy." She whispered as she slid her hand down the front of her shorts. "Are you really watching your own mom? Oh my god, I wonder if she knows? Is she putting on a show for her dirty little boy?" Sarah's pussy quivered under her fingers as she glanced at the door, reassuring herself that it was closed. She could hear the shower running down the hall, so she started working her fingers over her clit, trying to see if she could cum before Brad got out of the shower. She watched as he pounded his fist up and down the length of his cock in a furious rhythm, trying to cum as fast as he could. She whined softly as he started to cum, bringing a towel up under his cock as he shot off an absolutely enormous load. Spurt after spurt of cum sprayed into the towel, and she came suddenly as she watched him stroke his cock through the puddle of hot, sticky jizz. "Are you okay, mom?" Brad called through the door. "I...I'm f...fine, honey. I'm just on the phone, and trying to get dressed at the same time." She panted. "Don't come in. I'm not dressed." "Well, that's no incentive to stay out." He laughed. "You know what us teenaged boys are like!" The door rattled, and Sarah squealed as she jerked her hand from her shorts and turned off the TV quickly. She heaved a sigh of relief when she heard him laughing as he walked down the hall. Looking over at her laptop, she noticed that the disk was done, so she popped it out and tossed it in the drawer of her nightstand. She got up and pushed her shorts down over her hips, then took her panties off too when she felt the crotch clinging wetly to her pussy. She wiped at her juicing pussy with the sodden panties, then got a fresh pair from a drawer in her dresser. Stepping into them, she went over to her closet and got out a pair of jeans. She went over to the bed and stepped into them, pulling them up over her hips, then laying back on the bed as she worked the zipper up. She sucked in her tummy as she buttoned them, then sat up and pulled off her top. She debated about changing her bra, but decided that it was fine for now, so she went back over to the closet and pulled a loose peasant blouse from a hanger and slipped it over her head. There was a laundry basket sitting in the hall when she came out of her room, so she turned around and picked up the shorts and panties, dropping them in the basket as she picked it up and went down the hall to the laundry room. She put the basket down on the drier, and sat her things off to the side. She started loading towels and socks onto the washer, spreading them out as she went. Her hand hit something cold and sticky as she reached into the basket again, and she pulled out a small, dark blue towel that was folded in half. She opened it, her eyes going wide as she saw that it was soaked with sticky cum. Oh my god. She thought, Brad is jerking off. My Bradley is a big boy now. He's beco...she froze, staring into the sticky mess in the towel, her mind flashing back to the video she'd just watched. Looking around, she wadded up the towel and hurried back to her bedroom, closing the door behind her. Quickly picking up the remote, she turned the TV on and rewound the video, watching it closely as BigBrad began to shoot his cum into the towel again. She stopped the video, and looked closely at the screen. There it was. She held the towel in her hand up, bringing it up next to the screen. Her pussy quivered, then a shudder ran through her whole body as she stared at the same frayed corner on both of them. Her son had been watching her while she masturbated. And he was jerking off at the same time. The towel slipped from her fingers as she started at the huge cock on the screen. That's my son's cock, she thought dazedly. He was jerking that monster off while he watched me play with myself. Her legs were weak under her, and her head was spinning. She staggered over to the bed and sat down, breathing heavily as she kept staring at the screen, unable to take her eyes off of it. Finally, she turned the TV off, and slid her laptop over, opening it as she sat it on her lap. She brought up a web browser and went to the site quickly, scrolling down as it loaded, then clicking on BigBrad's link. She went right to the profile, skipping over the stats and going right to the preferences. A fresh flood of pussy juice soaked the crotch of her panties as she began reading. 'Well hung young stud wants hot MILF's to help me live out my Oedipus complex. Must be five-seven to five-nine, one hundred thirty to one hundred fifty pounds, short brown hair, DD-cup tits, shaved pussy with small bush. If you fit this description, I want you. Now.' "I want to fuck my mom, but she'd never let me. Do you want to help me live out my fantasies?' She scrolled back up to the stats section. Under location, it said...Lustville. She scrolled back down, rereading the preferences, her heart pounding in her chest. She scrolled further down the screen, and at the very bottom, it said, 'text BigBrad at freephone-mobile if you'd like me to meat you sometime.' "Meat you. That's cute." She laughed, then sobered quickly when it struck her again that this was her son's page on an adult website. He was posting pictures of himself, and telling the world that he wanted to fuck her! "He wants to fuck me. My own son wants to fuck me." She muttered softly as she closed the browser and sat the laptop off to the side. Oh my god! What am I going to do? She asked herself. I can't know this...I don't want to know this. Oh shit, I played with myself while I dreamed about my own son fucking me! Twice! She shook her head, trying to get her breathing under control. I wasn't really thinking about him fucking me, she told herself. It was just a cock. But what a big, beautiful cock. She thought dreamily. Does he really want to fuck me? His own mother? The thought made her pussy flutter under her tight jeans. Getting to her feet, she went to the door and headed for the laundry room. As she got near the door, she saw Brad standing in front of the washer, holding his hand in front of his face. As she got closer, she could see part of the panties she'd had on dangling from his fingers. Oh shit! She thought. He's sniffing my panties. Oh god, they're soaking wet, he'll be able to tell that I was turned on...I wonder if his...no! Don't think that. She told herself as she backed up. "Brad, honey? Where are you?" She called. "I'll be ready to go in a few minutes." She watched him stuff her panties in his pocket and hurriedly start putting towels in the washer. "I don't like this top. I think I'll change into something cooler." "I'm just putting the rest of the towels in the washer, mom." He said lightly. "Then I have to get something out of my room. I'll be right with you." She went back into her bedroom, whipping off her peasant blouse and tossing it on the bed. She undid the hooks on her bra as she dug a stretchy grey tanktop out of a drawer. Dropping the bra on her dresser, she waited until she heard Brad coming down the hall, then eased the tank over her head, pulling it down so it was just over the spongy mounds of her tits as she turned toward the door. "Oh shit, honey!" She said as she paused, giving him a quick peek at her tits, then pulled the top down quickly. "I didn't know you were there! Why didn't you say something?" She laughed, tucking the tanktop into her jeans, pulling it tight over her bouncing tits. "I...uh, I didn't wan..." "You were peeking at me!" She laughed. "You wanted to look at your old mom's titties!" "You're not old, mom." He said quickly, backing up as she came toward him. "And I can't help but look. Those are some nice titties!" She hugged him, pressing the spongy mounds into his chest as she let her hips ease forward. She jerked back when she felt something long and hard press against her leg. She released him, brushing by him and walking down the hall. Why did I do that? She asked herself. That was mean, and foolish. I shouldn't lead him on like that. He'll think I wan...Oh my god, I don't, do I? No. Definitely not! That's a sin! The thought of letting my own son stick his huge cock in... She shook her head, forcing her mind off that train of thought. Glancing back over her shoulder at him, she smiled. "Come on, honey. It's your choice." She said lightly. "You can eat whatever you want tonight!" "Is your pussy on the menu?" He said softly, not realizing that he had spoken aloud. "What was that, honey?" She laughed, pretending she hadn't heard him. She opened the front door and went out. "Make sure the door locks behind you. And I think we need to check the door on my room later. I don't think it closes right." Walking over to the passenger side of her car, she tossed him the keys. "You drive tonight, okay? You don't mind do you?" "Mind? Are you crazy, Mom?" He laughed as he got in her little Porsche. He leaned over and opened the door for her as he put the key in the ignition. "Let's see, do I mind driving around town in a hot little car with a hot chick with me. I'm gonna have to think about that and let you know." He said as he put the top down. "You think I'm hot?" She asked as she put on her seatbelt and leaned back against the door. "I'm twice your age, honey. I'll bet you think all those girls you bring home are hotter than your old mom!" Why are you fishing for compliments? She asked herself. And sit up in the seat. You're gonna make him crash if you keep pushing your titties out at him like that. Why don't you just rub them in his face? "You're not old, mom. And you make them look like just what they are. Little girls." He laughed as he fired up the engine and pulled out onto the street. "There you go again!" She laughed, laying her hand on his thigh as she leaned into him. She threw her head back and laughed as they pulled out onto the main street. She kissed him lightly as she slid her hand higher up on his thigh. "But you go right ahead, honey! You have carte blanche to say anything nice to me that you want tonight!" You want him to fuck you, don't you? A little voice in the back of her head asked. You can't get that huge cock out of your mind, and you want him to fuck you with it. Go ahead, admit it. "You got it beautiful!" He laughed as he gunned the engine and whipped the little sports car in and out of traffic. "But you choose what's for dinner, Mom. I don't think I can get what I want to eat tonight." "Why not baby?" She asked as she laid her seat back and put her feet up on the dashboard. "You never know, the place you want to eat could be open, serving just what you have a taste for." She added as she let her legs fall open, raising her hands in the air, and shouting happily. I don't know what's happening to me, she thought, smiling broadly at her son. I think I do want it. Oh god! I think I really want to fuck him! "Faster, honey!" She cried as they went around a turn. "Get on the expressway! I want it hard and fast tonight! Come on, stick it in gear and put the hammer down!" Brad looked over at her, marveling at the change that had come over her so quickly. She was laughing as she leaned her head out the window, and her nipples made tents under her tanktop they were standing up so stiffly. "Jezzus! What have you been drinking today, Mom?" He asked as they approached the freeway on-ramp. "Whatever it is, get some more! I like you like this!" "Hold on! Here we go!" He shouted as he spun the wheel and floored the gas pedal. The rear end of the little car swung wide for a second, then the tires caught and they powered up the ramp. They were doing over a hundred miles an hour as they shot onto the freeway, and Brad changed gears, slamming the gas pedal to the floor again. The thrill of racing up the on-ramp, the car nearly going off the road as her son fought for control pushed her over the edge. She felt a shiver run through her, followed by a warm glow permeating her entire body. She looked over at her son, her eyes dropping to his crotch, then flicking up to his face as her juicing pussy quivered under her tight jeans. "It's a natural high, baby!" She shouted over the wind as she looked over at the speedometer. "Faster, baby! You can go faster! Give me everything you've got! I want it all!" She groaned as her hand dropped between her legs and started rubbing her sopping wet pussy through her jeans. Her other hand jerked her tight top up over her tits, and she laughed happily as she started to cum. "Go faster, Brad! I'm so close, baby! Just a little more. Please? Just give it to me a little faster." Brad was looking back and forth between his mother and the road, thanking god that they were on a long straightaway. He glanced down at the speedometer, and saw that they were passing one sixty. "Better make it quick, Mom!" He shouted. "Were coming up on the red line!" "Cu...cumming!" She screamed, bucking wildly in her seat, her hand grinding frantically against her sopping wet pussy slit. "Oh fuck! Faster, baby! Please! Fuck me faster! Gimme every inch of that big fucking cock!" She screamed mindlessly. "Oh shit! Fuck me, honey. I want all that big beautiful cock! Oh god! Fuck Meeeeeeeeee!" She looked over at him, her eyes glazed and glassy, her fingers beating a feverish tattoo into the juice soaked crotch of her jeans. "Show it to me, BigBrad! I wanna see it! I wanna see your big fuckin' cock!" She groaned as she came again. Brad worked the brakes, downshifting quickly, making the little car fishtail wildly. They shot past two exits, and were still doing eighty when he pulled off on the third exit, and barely got them to a stop at the light. He revved the engine, reaching over and pulling his mom's top down over her tits, then jerked the car into gear and peeled out when the light changed. He pulled into a shopping center and pulled the car into a space surrounded by vans and SUV's. Sarah was writhing madly in the seat as she ground her fingers madly into the soaking wet crotch of her jeans. She looked up when the car jerked to a stop and she looked over at him. Brad turned off the engine and tore at his pants, trying to get out of his seatbelt at the same time. Throwing the seatbelt off to one side, he jerked his zipper down and forced his pants down over his hips. "I wanna see your big dick, BigBrad." Sarah moaned as she released her seatbelt and got up on her knees on the seat. "I watched your videos. I know you were watching me today. Why didn't you come in? I...oh, my fucking god!" She moaned as his cock sprang up in front of her. "Shut up and suck it!" Brad grunted, grabbing the back of her head and pushing her face down into his crotch. Sarah's mouth was opening as her head dropped down onto his cock, and she slurped the fat knob inside hungrily. Her hands found the twitching shaft of his cock and she started pounding on it eagerly, milking his huge, meaty cock off into her mouth. Brad grunted, knowing that he wasn't going to be able to last long the way she was sucking and jerking on his cock. His hips jerked wildly up at her face as he pumped her mouth up and down on his throbbing prickstalk, fucking her mouth in a frenzy. His head rocked against the headrest as his mother drilled her tongue into his piss slit, scooping up the sticky jizz drooling from it. He groaned as she reached down, cupping his balls in her hand, massaging them gently with her fingers. Brad rolled his head to the side as he heard a window open next to him. He looked up and saw a woman starting down at him. "Will she share that?" The woman asked, staring at his cock as his mother sucked and jerked on it hungrily. "Sixty-five twelve Manticore Court, Anytime tomorrow." He grunted as he drove his hips up at his mother face. "Talk dirty to me. I'm gonna cum! Come on...unnnhgggg" He grunted as he felt his balls contract, then felt the first bursts of cum rocketing up his throbbing cockshaft. "Fuck her mouth! Come on, shoot your cum in her fucking mouth!" The woman panted as she leaned out the window. Another face appeared beside her. "I wanna see you cum on her face! Pull her head up! I want you to cum all over her fucking slut face!" Brad grunted and shoved his mother's head roughly down onto his cock, forcing more than half of the enormous prickshaft down her throat as sticky strings of jizz started spitting from his winking piss hole. His eyes rolled up in his head as he fucked her face mindlessly. Sarah choked as her son rammed his cock down her throat, but she fought back the gagging reflex, swallowing his hot, gooey jizz as it shot straight down her throat. Brad groaned, trying to shove more of his spunk spewing cock meat down her throat as the tight passage massaged his twitching cockhead. "Cum on her face!" A voice whispered huskily in his ear. "I want to see you shoot your hot jizz on her fucking face so I can lick it off!" He turned his head and saw the redhead from the van leaning into the car. She plastered her lips to his, forcing her tongue down his throat as her other hand reached down and grabbed the back of Sarah's head. "Jerk off on her face, muthafucker!" She moaned as she pulled his cock free of his mother's mouth and started moving her face around over the spunk spewing knob of his cock. Sarah had both hands back on his twitching prickstalk and was beating it mercilessly up at her face. Wad after wad of sticky jism splattered across her cheeks and chin, and she rubbed them in with the head of his cock as it kept raining hot ball juice out at her. She was trying to get his cock back in her mouth, but every time she got it close, the woman would move her away. Sarah whimpered pitifully as a steaming jet of jizz hit the corner of her mouth, half of it coating her tongue, the rest splashing up across her cheek. Brad looked down as the redhead pushed his mother away and bent over the door, sucking the swollen, jizz spitting knob of his cock into her mouth. He arched his hips up as he shot off again, his hands shoving the redhead's mouth down onto his cock as he humped his hips up at her face. She let him fuck her mouth as he dumped three or four thick spurts of spunk down her throat, then forced her head up, looking at him as her hands pumped wildly up and down his cumming cockshaft. Grinning wickedly, her face flushed, sticky ribbons of jizz clinging to her lips, she plastered her mouth to his again, kissing him hungrily. He pushed her away and looked over at his mother. He saw two women pulling her from the car, their hands roaming all over her body as they took turns licking the jizz from her face as they led her around the back of the car. The redhead dropped her face into his crotch again and was sucking his cock eagerly. Her lips worked around the rim of his cockhead as her tongue lashed all over the cum coated pricktip. She was pounding her fist madly up at her mouth as she emptied his balls for him. "Hey! That's mine!" the redhead cried as she pulled her head up off of his cock for a second and saw her friends licking the cum from Sarah's face. "Ah fuck it! I'm gettin' it fresh." She laughed as her head dropped back onto his cock. She sucked on him for another minute, then pulled her lips off his cock and opened his door. She grabbed his spit and jizz coated prickstalk, grinning wickedly at him. "Come on! Let's get in the van. You can fuck all of us! Come on!" Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 01 Brad knocked her hand off his dick as he stumbled out of the car, but she grabbed it again as soon as he was on his feet. Her hand kept up a steady stroking up and down over the turgid length of it as he climbed up into the van behind her. "Lemme suck it again." She said as she slammed the door and dropped to her knees in front of him, leaning over and sucking the head of his cock back into her mouth. Brad looked over and saw that his mother was up on her knees, her jeans and panties down around her ankles. A young brunette was leaning against the back door of the van, her legs spread wide as she ground Sarah's face into her crotch. "That's it, baby. Get your tongue up in there." The girl purred, smiling happily. "Mmmmmmm, That's a good little slut. Suck Judy's pussy like you were sucking your boyfriends cock! Make me cum in that hot little mouth!" "She's ready for him, Marta!" A young blonde said as she held Sarah's pussy lips open with her fingers. She had three fingers of her other hand buried to the knuckles in her pussy, and Sarah was humping down on them as the girl twisted them back and forth. "Come on, Marta! Her cunts like a swamp! I want to see her fuck him before I try to take that fucking monster! God, it looks like he'll tear her apart with that thing!" Marta spat Brad's cock out and grinned up at him. "Can she really take this monster?" She asked as she pulled him over behind Sarah and lined his prickknob up with the wide spread lips of her pussy. The young blonde rolled over on her back, sliding under Sarah, then spread the lips of her pussy open even wider with her fingers. "Don't know." Brad panted as they fit the fat knob between the puffy lips of Sarah's pussy and started feeding it up inside. "She got all turned on while we were racing on the expressway. I guess we were gonna fuck when we got home, but it all just happened so fast." "That does it to me every time." Marta laughed as she put her hand on his ass and started pushing. "Go for it big boy! Let's see how much of this anaconda she can take!" Brad grabbed his mother's hips, holding onto them as he started humping slowly. The swollen knob of his cock was already inside her tight cunt hole, and he pulled her back at him as he pressed his hips forward, forcing another couple inches of his humongous horsecock into her sloppy wet pussy tunnel. Sarah groaned into Judy's pussy, her tongue lashing around wildly in the girls cream filled cunt slit. Judy moaned, humping her pussy up at her face. "Oh god! Eat me! Oh shit, you're so good! Make me cum...uh..." She looked up at Brad as he stroked his cock slowly in and out of his mother's pussy, working it slowly, but feeding her a little bit more every couple of strokes. "Oh shit...what's her name? Oh god! She's gonna make me cum...Oh fuck! I'm cummmmmmiinngggg!" Judy jerked and twitched as Sarah drove her tongue deep into her cream coated fuck hole, lapping up the spicy nectar as it poured from the young girls spasming cunt. She sucked hungrily as she pushed her ass back, spreading her knees wider, rocking her hips up to line up her stretched out pussy sleeve for her son's piledriving prick meat. "Oh god!" She groaned, lifting her face from Judy's cumming cunt hole. "Stick it in me, baby! Oh shit! It feels so fucking good! Give me more, honey. Momma loves her baby's big fucking cock so much!" She started rocking her hips back and forth, forcing more of his enormous meat pole into her quivering cunt chute. She plastered her mouth back onto Judy's creaming pussy slit, capturing the stiff nubbin of her clit between her lips, chewing on it lightly. She nipped at the tender clit bud with her teeth, making Judy twitch and jerk as she ground her cunt up at Sarah's face. "How much has she got, Beth?" Marta asked the young blonde laying under Sarah. Beth pulled her mouth away from where she had been licking Brad's cock as it sawed in and out of his mother's cunt. "More than half." The young blonde panted as she leaned out, looking down at Judy slumped against the back doors of the van. "Get out of the way, Judy." She said as she kicked at her. "Move! I want her to eat me too. I think I need to be really fucking wet before I try to take this fucking hunk of meat!" Marta laughed as she reached under Brad's ass and cupped his balls in her hand. "Oooooohhhh! You got another big ol' load in these balls already, don't you big boy?" She purred in his ear. "You wanna drop this load in mommy's tight little pussy before you stick that big fucking horsecock in Marta's hot little cunt?" She laughed evilly in his ear. "She is your mom, isn't she? Tell me! I think it's so hot knowing you're fucking your own mom. Tell me!" She squeezed his balls in her fingers, making him groan and drive his hips forward. Sarah threw back her head and screamed as his huge cock plowed full length into her clenching cunt channel. She started slamming her ass back at him, whipping her spasming cunt chute frantically onto the womb pounding length of his cock, taking him in to the balls on every stroke as pussy juice sprayed from her cumming cunt hole. Waves of sensation crashed through her as Brad's cock plowed balls deep into her clasping cunt channel again and again, her whole body shuddering under the force of his powerful thrusts. "Oh fuck! She's taking the whole fucking thing." Beth panted as she pushed her face back up into Sarah's crotch. She started sucking up the hot, sticky girl cum that clung in thick strings to Brad's cock as he drove it in and out of his mother's hungrily sucking pussy, her lips and tongue working madly as she sucked at them both. Brad felt his mother's pussy fluttering wildly around his cock, and her legs shook as she pumped her pulsing pussy hole back at his plunging prick meat. He could tell that she was cumming non-stop, and his balls contracted, then swelled in Marta's clasping fingers. "Cum in her honey. Come on, shoot this hot load in mommy's pussy before she passes out on us." Marta whispered huskily. "Come on! Fuck her! Fuck her harder, baby! You know she wants it. Look at her. Look at how she's wiggling that hot little ass around, just begging you to keep fucking her! Give it to her! Shoot your fucking cum in her cunt!" "You fucking bitch!" Brad grunted, leaning back into her as he rammed his cock into his mother's cunt in vicious tip to root lunges. "I'm gonna fuck you till you die, you fuckin...arrrggghhhhh!" He groaned as she squeezed his balls in her fingers. "Promises, promises." She laughed in his ear. "I can't wait for you to fuck me with this big meat muscle. Oooooohhhh, look, I think mommy's all done. You fucked her out big boy." Sarah had collapsed on top of Beth, and the younger girl had reached up, wrapping both hands around the throbbing shaft of his cock, pulling it down so she could suck the huge purple knob into her mouth. She arched her back, tilting her head back as she started feeding his cock into her throat. Beth tugged on his cock as she wriggled back toward him, and Marta and Brad watched in stunned fascination as she swallowed almost half his cockshaft before pulling back, gasping for air. "Fuck her mouth." Marta whispered, pushing on his ass as she massaged his balls rhythmically. "I want to see how much she can take. Shove that fat fucker down her throat. I bet she can take it all!" Brad spread his knees wider apart as he pressed his hips forward, and Beth moaned deep in her throat. His cock slid slowly between her lips, the fat knob pressing into the opening of her throat. Tears were running from her eyes as she arched her back higher, tilting her head back till her throat made a straight line with her mouth. Brad humped his ass forward, and they watched the skin of her neck swell as the head of his cock drove down her throat. "That's all she can take." He panted as he looked over his shoulder at Marta. "She can take it all. I know she can." She whispered huskily, her eyes glowing as she watched him stroke his cock slowly in and out of Beth's mouth. She pushed harder on his ass, trying to get him to feed more of his cock down the girl's throat. "She can't take anymore." He grunted as he pressed his hips forward again, forcing as much of his cock down her throat as he could. There was still almost three inches left outside her wide stretched lips "Look, she can take it down her throat, she just can't get it in her mouth. I'm gonna break her fucking jaw if I try to push any more in." He reached back and pulled Marta up next to him so she could see, then he eased his hips back. He rocked his hips slowly, fucking his cock in and out of Beth's mouth. Beth was moaning as she sucked his cock deeper into her throat, making him jerk every time she swallowed around his throbbing cockknob. "Don't cum." Marta whispered in his ear. "Don't cum in her mouth. I want that hot load in my cunt. She can suck it out when we're done." "I want to fuck you now." He grunted as he pressed his lips to hers, his tongue darting into her mouth. "I wanna stick it in you and fuck you till you beg for mercy." "Never gonna happen!" She laughed as she pushed away from him. She laid back, supporting herself on her elbows as she pulled her knees up and spread her legs wide. "Come on, gimme that fuckin' cock! I've waited long enough to ride it!" Brad eased back, letting his cock slip from Beth's mouth, making her whine at the loss. He turned, knee walking over to Marta, grinning down at her as she reached up and wrapped her fingers around his enormous cockshaft. "Oh fuck! This is gonna be so good!" She panted as she fit the plum colored knob between her pussylips. "You're almost as big as my dad. Ungh, shit! Slow! Don't just shove it in! Let me get used to it!" She panted, looking down between her legs, watching as the apple sized head of his prick stretched her cunt hole painfully. Closing her eyes, she held her arms out to him, pulling him down on top of her. "Go slow, big boy." She whispered in his ear as she ground her hips up at him. "Let me do all the work. You just lean into me, keep pushing down on it, but don't move it. We need to get it in first, then you can fuck me into heaven with that big beautiful cock." She groaned as another couple of inches of his stiff cock meat slid into her glove tight pussy, and she shuddered. "Y...you fu...fucked your, dad?" Brad grunted, holding his weight up off of her on his elbows and knees as she writhed under him. She wrapped her legs around his back, hooking her heels under his asscheeks, pulling him harder against her, feeding more of his monster prickstalk into her quaking cunt hole. Marta nodded her head rapidly, her eyes wide as she stared up at him. "H...how mu...much?" She panted as she ground her spasming pussy mound up at the gut wrenching girth of his cock. She could feel it stretching her, and she panted harshly, trying to get her breathing under control. Brad glanced down, smiling when he saw that she had taken almost half of his cock already. "Almost half. Here, let me do it now." He grunted, easing his hips back, letting his cock slip partway from her stretched out cunt hole, then pressing forward, working it back in slowly. He started fucking her with short, slow strokes, letting her get used the sheer bulk of his prick meat as he started forcing more of it into her, giving her a little more of his huge cock with every stroke. At the other end of the van, Sarah groaned and raised her head. She looked around, staring first into the wide spread beaver right in front of her face, then down between her legs as she raised up higher, trying to figure out what was causing the wonderful sensations in her pussy. Beth wrapped her arms around her hips, pulling her dripping cunt back onto her hungrily sucking mouth, mashing her face into the sopping wet slit. Sarah moaned as Beth's tongue darted in and out of her gaping pussy hole, the nimble labia soothing the delicious ache from being stretched out of shape by Brad's humongous horsecock. Rocking her hips lazily, she purred as Beth licked and lapped eagerly at her juice dripping hole, grinding the puffy pussy meat into the girls face. Brad was stroking steadily in and out of Marta's spasming cunt channel, and he groaned as he felt the head of his cock bump against the knurled knot at the opening of her cervix. Pulling back, he plowed his cock harder into her quaking cunt hole, making her wince as he drove his cock against the deepest part of her juicily sucking cunt. "It's in." He panted, leaning down so he could whisper in her ear. His hips started working faster as he pulled his cock out, slamming it back in again and again, making her gasp and whimper. "Time to get fucked. You ready for it? I'm gonna make you beg bitch! Either beg for more, or beg me to stop, but you're gonna beg!" Marta nodded, her eyes squeezed shut as dug her heels into his ass, pulling him deeper as she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him down on top of her. "Fuck me, Daddy! Oh god, I've missed you so much!" She panted as she writhed under him. "Please, Daddy! Fuck me harder! Fuck your little girl hard now, Daddy!" Brad's cock flexed inside her cream soaked cunt hole as he realized that she was lost in a lust filled fantasy. He started fucking her faster, his huge cock sliding easily in and out of her clenching cunt channel now. Slipping his arms under her, he spread his knees and started pounding her cock in and out of her wetly sucking cunt faster, pulling out till just the head was lodged between the quivering lips of her cunt slit, then slamming it back in, his balls smacking against the upturned cheeks of her ass. "Daddy loves your little slut pussy." He panted in her ear as he fucked her harder, slamming his cock into her roughly. "You're Daddy's little slut, aren't you, Marta?" Marta whimpered and nodded under him as her pussy fluttered and spasmed wildly around his cunt stuffing cock meat, and a fresh flood of girl cum poured from her clasping cunt channel. His cock made loud sucking and slurping noises as he plowed it in and out of her hungrily sucking cunt hole, and Marta clung to him tightly as she humped her pussy up at him mindlessly. Sarah looked back over her shoulder, then ducked down as a loud banging noise came from the side of the van. She clambered up off of Beth as a light shone through the front window, followed by a loud tapping noise. "Hey buddy! Get a room for god's sake!" A voice said. "You gotta get outta here. If you're not gone when I come back, I'm calling the cops." Sarah fell over as she tried to get up off of Beth, rolling over onto her back. Jerking and tugging frantically at her jeans, she pulled them up over her hips, then crawled up to the front of the van, kneeling beside Marta and her son. "Brad!" She whispered harshly, shaking his shoulder. "We have to go, honey! The cops are coming!" She looked around the van, then back at her son. He was making no move to pull out of Marta's tight, clasping cunt chute, if anything, he was fucking her even harder and faster. "Brad! We have to go goddamn it!" She said louder, tugging at his shoulders to try to get him off of Marta. "Where are we, baby? And who are these people? Brad? Are you listening to me? Brad!" "Give it up sweetie." Beth laughed as she scrambled past her, moving up into the driver's seat. "Once Marta gets a cock in that hot little cunt of hers, she don't let it loose till she's done with it." She grinned back at Sarah as she started the engine. "We gotta get outta here. You want to come with us, or get your car and follow? Either way, we gotta go, now!" "I'll lead." Sarah said as she moved over and opened the sliding door. "Follow me, we'll go to my house." She stepped out and slammed the door behind her, then hopped into the driver's seat of her Porsche. She groaned when she saw the keys hanging from the ignition, thanking her lucky stars the car hadn't been stolen. Sarah fired up the little sports car, then backed out of the space, noticing for the first time that it was dark out, the only light coming from the lights in the parking lot. How long were we in there, and who are those people, she wondered as she pulled up and waited for Beth to pull out behind her. Oh god! I can't believe we're doing this! She thought. I just left my son in a van, fucking some strange woman! She looked around as she pulled up to a stop sign, noticing for the first time that her top was pulled up over her tits. She jerked it down quickly, grinning as a police car cruised by slowly, shining a light at the cars parked next to where they'd just pulled out of. Beth followed the little sports car out onto the street, then onto the expressway, grinning as she looked down and saw that they were already doing eighty. Looks like momma wants to get home in a hurry, she thought, glancing over her shoulder at Brad and Marta. They were rolling around on the floor, fucking frantically, unmindful that the van was moving now. Marta was whimpering and crying pitifully as Brad plowed his enormous cock mercilessly into her battered, abused pussy tunnel. She clung to him tightly, her legs pumping rapidly as she dug her heels into his asscheeks. Sarah looked in the rearview mirror as she turned off their exit, sighing with relief when the van made the turn behind her. She drove quickly through the near empty streets, thanking her stars again as they flew though every light, not having to stop once. In less than ten minutes, they were pulling into her driveway. Sarah hit the garage door openers, and Beth pulled the big van into the garage next to her. Beth shut off the engine, whipping around in her seat as Marta let out a blood curdling scream, her arms and legs clenching tightly around Brad as her spasming cunt channel erupted around his powerfully plunging cock. Thick streams of steaming pussy juice sprayed from her quaking cunt hole, splashing across the front of Sarah's shirt as she jerked the side door open and leaned inside. "Jezzus! Can you shut her up?" She said, looking over at Beth as Marta kept shrieking shrilly, moaning and begging Brad to keep fucking her. "Brad! Brad! We're home, honey. Let's go in the house! Come on, Brad! Get off of her!" Brad just kept slamming his huge cock into Marta deliciously sucking cunt channel, his balls pulling up tight under his cock as he felt his load getting ready to burst into her hungrily sucking pussy. He grunted, stiffening suddenly, his cock slamming roughly into Marta's pussy as his mother wrapped her fingers around his swollen ball sac and squeezed it tightly. "Oh no you don't, you little shit!" Sarah said harshly, tightening her fingers around his balls as she looked around the inside of the van. "Don't you dare cum in her! You've got three more pussy's to fuck, now get your ass into the house! Right now young man!" "Holy shit!" Beth laughed as she got up out of the drivers seat and moved into the back. She planted her foot on Brad's shoulder, pushing as hard as she could. Brad slid down Marta's sweat soaked body, his cock pulling from her tightly clenched cunt chute with a loud slurping sound. Marta screamed at the loss, her hand flying down between her legs to plunge three fingers into her gaping cunt gash. She jerked and heaved as she fucked herself frantically with the stiff digits. Beth clambered into the back of the van and shook Judy, who was still passed out on the floor. She grinned down at her as Judy opened her eyes, peering up at her blearily. "Come on, Judy. We're home. Let's get inside and get comfortable. I think this parties just getting started!" "You got that right!" Sarah laughed as she tugged and pulled at Brad's legs, trying to get him out of the van. "Who the hell are you people anyway?" "I'm Beth, this is Judy, and the one big boy was fucking is Marta!" Beth giggled as she pushed Judy toward the van door. "We were parked beside you while you were sucking him off in the Mega-Mart parking lot. God, that was so hot! We just couldn't resist joining the party. You didn't seem to mind though." Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 02 In this chapter, our fun loving characters find love, and fuck their brains out!! ***** More Tales Of Lustville Playin' With The Big Boys Scene Two Sunbeams were streaming in through the guest room windows, and a bright patch of light stretched across the floor next to the bed. "Is it okay if I fall in love with you?" Marta asked softly as she snuggled up against Sarah's back. "Mmmm hmmm." Sarah purred, wiggling her butt back against her. She took her hand and brought it up over her breast. "I hope you do. I think I'm already falling in love with you." "I never thought I'd fall in love with another woman." Marta laughed, kissing her lightly on the neck, then moving back as she rolled her over to face her. "Besides being the best lover I've ever had, there's something about you. I just...I don't know." She said, burying her face in the fluffy mounds of Sarah's tits. "It's okay, honey. I want it too." Sarah said, stroking her hair and giggling as Marta nipped at her nipples, then sucked one into her mouth. "Oh god! That's so good! But before you get seriously into that, I have to ask you a question." "What's that?" Marta smiled up at her, working her knee between Sarah's legs, rubbing it up and down lightly over her pussy. "Which would you rather have for breakfast? That pussy you're trying to get warmed up, or a big plate of pancakes, biscuits and gravy, bacon, eggs, and sausages?" "Can't I have both?" Marta whispered, pushing her over onto her back. She slid her hand down between Sarah's legs, then grinned as she looked back up at her. "But pancakes sounds really good, to start at least!" "I kind of thought you'd say that." Sarah laughed. "As much as I love the taste of your pussy, I'm not putting my face anywhere near it till we wash some of that lube out! Thank god it's water based!" She sat up and slid off the bed, holding out her hand. "No, the other one. The one that doesn't have lube all over it!" She laughed, dancing out of her reach, then out the door. "Meanie!" Marta giggled as she slid off the bed and followed her out of the room. She saw Sarah standing in the open doorway of her bedroom. Marta came up behind her, looking over shoulder as she put her arms around her waist. Beth was sitting on top of Brad, riding him lazily. Her round little ass moved in small, smooth circles as she pulled up off of his cock slowly, then twitched from side to side as she ground back down onto him. "Oh god. That's so good baby!" Brad panted, his hands squeezing the firm, round globes of her tits. "Fuck me, Beth. Faster!" "Huh uh." She giggled, leaning down and resting her hands on the bed next to his shoulders. "You'll cum again if I fuck you faster. I want you to last this time. You only lasted an hour last time! I only got to cum eight times! That's not fair! Don't you want me to cum Braddy? Don't you like the way my tight little pussy sucks your big beautiful dick when I cum on it?" She started moving faster up and down over the length of his enormous cockshaft, panting as she steadily increased her pace. "Is this what you want Braddy? Is this how you want Bethy to ride your big fucking cock?" Brad gasped, his hips arching off the bed. His body stiffened, and he put his hands on her hips, trying to move her as he started fucking up into her. "No! Now you stop that you bad boy!" Beth said harshly, pushing her tight, wet pussy down onto the root of his cock, holding him buried inside her. "Are you going to be good, Braddy?" She asked as she worked her pussy muscles around his throbbing cockshaft, making him whimper pitifully. Brad squeezed his eyes shut, nodding furiously, his jaws clenching as he struggled not to cum under the gentle rippling of her talented inner muscles. "Do you love me?" She whispered, leaning down over him, bringing one hand down between her legs, her fingers flashing over her clit, making her gasp. "You know you do, Braddy." She gasped, her ass moving in tiny circles around the root of his cock. Brad nodded his head as his hands closed into fists at his sides. "Say it. Say it and I'll let you cum. I'll make you cum. You won't be able to stop me." She purred, her fingers moving faster on her clit. "Come on, Braddy, you know want to. So just say it, and I'll make you cum sooooo good!" Her hips started lifting and lowering as her ass shifted from side to side. She scrubbed her fingertips over her clit, changing her rhythm every few seconds, teasing herself as she teased him mercilessly. "Say it Braddy. I know you want to cum. I can feel your big ol' cock just jerking and throbbing like crazy in my tight little pussy." She was moving her ass faster, taking more of his cock on every stroke. "Don't tease me like this you bad boy! You're trying to make Bethy cum first, aren't you? That's what it is, isn't it? You want to feel my tight little pussy sucking your big dick when you cum, don't you?" "Jezzus." Sarah muttered as she twisted out of Marta's arms and walked away. Marta watched for a few more moments, then followed her into the kitchen, standing back as Sarah pulled out pans, slamming the cabinet doors shut. Marta walked up behind her, putting her arms around her again, pinning her arms to her sides. "Stop. If you don't like it, go in there and stop it." She said softly. "It's your house, and he's your son. In your bed. It's none of my business too." Sarah leaned back into her, letting her head rest on her shoulder. "It is your business, if you're going to be part of my life." She turned around, pulling her arms up, laying them over her shoulders. "I'm just jealous. And not because she's fucking my son! Did you see that little bitch? She was working him like...like...I don't know like what, but he was putty in her hands." "It looked more like he was going to be putty in her pussy in a few minutes." Marta laughed. "Wanna go back and watch some more? We might learn a few tricks, you never know." There was a long, loud moan from down the hall, followed by a louder, higher pitched shriek that went on and on for long moments. "Too late." Sarah laughed, turning her head and kissing Marta lightly on the cheek. "Jezzus!" Marta laughed with her. "I gotta talk to that girl! Maybe get me some lessons!" Sarah pulled away, going over to the fridge to get what she needed to make breakfast. Marta came over to help, and they sat everything on the counter. "Wash your hands, you have lube all over them." Sarah said lightly. "Then you can start on the pancake batter." She laid out strips of bacon in a pan, then put another pan on a burner and crumbled sausage into it. Brad came into the kitchen, naked, his cock still half hard, swinging between his legs as he walked. He went over to the fridge and took out a bottle of orange juice. Popping the lid off, he gulped down almost a third of it right from the bottle, then got a glass from the drain board and turned toward the door. "Hey, where do you think you're going with that?" His mother asked, turning from the stove to stare at him. He looked back at her, then pointed down the hall. He shrugged, then grinned sheepishly, and continued out the door. "Okay...Braddy!" She said sarcastically. She raised her voice as he went out the door. "Tell Bethy breakfast is in fifteen minutes! And fuck her in your own room next time!" * * * * * Judy came into the kitchen a few minutes later. She was wearing a bright yellow T-shirt that barely came down over her hips. Her close cropped little bush showed as she stopped in the doorway. "Hi, is there any coffee?" She asked, her fingers scratching at her pubes. "And which way is the bathroom?" "No coffee yet, but I'm going to make some." Sarah said. "The bathroom is the second door on the right." "Thanks." Judy smiled shyly. "I'm sorry I pooped out on you last night. I wanted to return the favor...ya know?" "That's okay, sweetie. Did you sleep okay?" Sarah asked as Judy turned toward the door. "That couch folds out. If I had known..." "No, it was great. Lots better than my bed." Judy said, crossing her legs. "Um, I'll be back. I really have to pee." She walked quickly down the hall, and they heard the bathroom door close. "How old is she?" Sarah asked Marta as she added flour to the pan of sausage, then poured in a big dollop of milk. "And what's her story?" "She's nineteen, but she's really a sweet kid." Marta said as she went over to the coffee maker and started a pot going. "She's a computer whiz kid. She makes like eighty grand a year." "And she has trouble making her car payments? What does she do with her money?" Sarah asked. "Her mom was in an accident last year. It was her fault, and she didn't have any insurance. She let it lapse. Judy covered her expenses out of her savings, and she's been supporting her ever since." Marta said as she came over to the stove. "Needless to say, mom is milking it for all she can get. So the poor kid is..." "It's not as bad as all that." Judy said as she came back into the kitchen. "It's that asshole boyfriend of hers that's the problem. He keeps charging up her credit cards." She came up behind Sarah and tapped her on the shoulder. She smiled at her as she turned around. "Can I have a hug? I'm sorry I didn't return the favor last night, but you just knocked me on my ass!" She giggled, holding her arms open. "I promise I'll make it up to you!" "That's okay sweetie, we had lots of other things to keep us entertained!" Sarah laughed as she hugged her, then kissed her on the cheek. "But you might have to ask Marta about returning that favor!" Judy's eyes lit up, and she turned to Marta. "Really? You're coming over to the wild side to stay? Not just walk down the middle of the road?" "I don't know!" Marta chuckled, handing Sarah the bowl of batter. "We connected last night, and I think I want to see where it goes." She smacked Sarah on the ass and grinned at her. "Is it okay if I get us something to wear? I think those T-shirts we had on are still in the room we slept in." "That'll be fine. Tell Braddy and his little girlfriend that breakfast will be ready in a minute when you come back." Sarah said, not turning around as she dipped batter out and poured it onto the griddle. Marta went down the hall and got their T-shirts off the floor of the bedroom, then stopped at Sarah's bedroom, looking in the door. Beth was back up on top of Brad, but had shifted around, and now had her pussy planted firmly on his face. She had his cock in her mouth, and was moving her head up and down slowly, taking almost two-thirds of the thick shaft into her throat, pausing as she bottomed out, then pulling up slowly till just the fat, swollen knob as between her lips. She stepped back and went into the kitchen. "Sarah. You gotta see this, honey. Judy? Will you watch the food for a minute?" Sarah followed her back down the hall to the bedroom, and they stood in the doorway watching as Beth sucked eagerly on Brad's enormous cock. She was resting on her elbows, rocking back and forth, taking almost the full length of his humongous prickstalk between her lips as she plunged down on it again and again. Brad wasn't even pretending to eat her pussy anymore, his head just rocked back and forth between her legs as he arched his hips up at her face, fucking his cock in and out of her mouth roughly. "I gotta get a closer look." Marta whispered, taking Sarah's hand. "Come on." She led her over to the foot of the bed and they knelt down, watching wide-eyed as Beth took his cock deep into her throat again, twisting her head from side to side as she bottomed out. Thick strings of saliva poured from her lips around his meaty cockshaft as she pulled back, and she snorted in great gulps of air as she reached the head. She let the spit soaked knob of his cock slip from her mouth and lashed at the weeping piss slit with her tongue, then plunged her mouth down on it again, sucking it deep into her throat. Beth opened her eyes and smiled at Marta and Sarah around the jaw stuffing bulk of his cock. She kept her eyes on them as she started moving her mouth in time with Brad's frantic fuck strokes, helping him fuck her mouth, moaning around his plunging prickshaft like it was a meaty microphone she was crooning a love song onto. They watched as his cock swelled between her lips, stretching them even wider around it's throbbing thickness, then stared in wide-eyed wonder as the thick tube on the underside of his cock pulsed, then rippled as his cum flowed up the twitching shaft, rocketing up into her mouth. Beth pulled up till just the spasming knob was between her lips, her cheeks caving in until golf balls could have fit in the indentations. Brad belched out a long, loud groan as she sucked on his cockhead, his ass arching up off the bed as he tried to get more of his cock in her mouth. She moved with him, her eyes gleaming as she stared at Sarah, her lips forming a warped smile around his cockknob. They could see her throat muscles working as she swallowed quickly, but as hard as she tried, she just couldn't keep up with the flow of jizz spewing up out of his piss hole from his balls. Thick ribbons of sticky ball juice poured from her lips around his cock, and she closed her eyes, once again plunging her mouth up and down over the length of his cumming cock meat. She wasn't even trying to swallow his cum now, instead, she let it run out of her mouth to lubricate his huge cock as she drove her face down onto it. "Oh God! Please stop! I can't take anymore!" Brad begged, his ass jerking wildly as he flung his hips mindlessly up at her face. Beth drove her mouth down even harder on his twitching cock meat, her lips bottoming out around the thick root of his cock, grinding into the crisp, curly hairs of his pubes. She stopped, his cock buried to the balls in her throat, and her hands moved under him, holding him so he couldn't pull out. Twisting her head from side to side, she pressed down even harder, and they watched as her neck bulged around the throat stuffing bulk of his cock. Brad collapsed under her, and she followed him down, never releasing the death grip her mouth had on his tortured shaft. She pulled up suddenly, inhaling quickly, then plunged down again, taking the full length of his cock back into her throat. They could see her throat muscles working around his cockshaft as she held him buried to the balls between her lips. Finally, she pulled her mouth slowly off his stone hard cock. Brad shuddered, his body jerking as she stopped with just his cockhead in her mouth. Looking at his mother again, she twisted her head slowly as she let the swollen purple knob slip from her lips and fall with a wet slap onto his heaving belly. Grinning like a shewolf, she crawled off of him, moving over till her cum coated face was inches from Sarah's. "I own his ass." She whispered huskily, bringing her hand up to scoop the cum off her chin into her mouth. "Watch this." She crawled back up on the bed and stretched out over him, spreading her legs over his hips as she reached between her legs, fitting the tip of his cockhead into her pussy, then pressing down slowly, taking him back inside her. "Nooooo." Brad whimpered, his hips starting to move up at her slowly, fucking his cock up into her with short, slow strokes. "Say it." Beth whispered, her lips brushing his ear. "I love you." He whispered. "Louder." She said, grinding her pussy down onto his cock, the inner muscles milking and squeezing it deliciously. "I love you." he said a little louder, his ass starting to move faster. "Louder. I want the world to know it." She said, pumping her cum slickened cunt down onto him in time with his strokes. "I LOVE YOU!!" He shouted as he grabbed her ass, slamming his cock up into her, fucking up at her as hard and as fast as he could. "Good boy. Now fuck me." She giggled, rolling them over and wrapping her legs around him, her heels hooking under his asscheeks. Spurring him on like a rider on a horse, she looked over at his mother. "Make me cum Braddy. Fuck Bethy's little pussy and make me cum on your big ol' cock...mmmmmmmm, that's a good boy." "I hate you." Sarah said softly as she stood up and left the room Beth's laughter followed her. * * * * * It was almost fifteen minutes before Marta came back into the kitchen. Sarah looked up at her as she came through the door. "Judy, why don't you go get dressed. Beth will be ready to leave in a few minutes, and she can drop you off at your house." She said as she went over and filled a plate. She came back over to the table and sat down next to Sarah. "I'm sorry." She said when Judy had gone. "That was mean of her, and I told her that. She's in the shower now, and should be gone in a little while." "Is he going with her?" Sarah asked, not looking up from her plate. "He's safely in his bed, and out like a light. I don't think we'll see him for a while." Marta said. "He saw what she did. I don't think he could hear, but he saw. He wasn't happy with her. He started grudge fucking her after you left, and I had to pull him off her. He was pissed, and she knows that she fucked up. Bad." "Why would she do something like that?" Sarah asked, getting up and refilling her coffee cup. She poured a cup for Marta, and came back over to the table. "She had him eating out of her hand, or anything else she put in his face. What would make her do that?" "Ego...the thrill of having power over him. Over you." Beth said from the door. "It was stupid, and I'm sorry." "Call him later, and apologize." Sarah said, getting up and going over to her. "Come back if he won't talk to you, or take your calls. You have to bring his T-shirt back anyway." She hugged her quickly, then went back over to the table. "I will. And thank you." Beth said quietly, then went out into the garage. They heard the garage door open, and a minute later the van started and they heard it pull out. "Why did you do that?" Marta asked, staring at her. "She fucked up. But she could be good for him, and he could be good for her if she plays her cards right. Besides he needs to learn about girls like her." Sarah said. "How many times did they do it? She say anything to you about that?" "Five times this morning, including that last blowjob." Marta said softly, trying not to smile. "She wasn't sure about last night, but thought it was at least six. He woke her up fucking her twice. She said he tried to fuck her in the ass the second time." "I would have loved to see that." Sarah laughed. "Eleven times. Shit, that's hard to believe. So I guess we're not gonna get anything out of him today." "Kinda got me all hot and bothered, just thinking about it, if you want the truth." Marta said, letting her hand drop down onto Sarah's leg. She stroked it back and forth slowly, then eased it between her legs as she felt her spread them slightly. "You wanna go take a shower with me, then let me help you forget about some of the drama we started the day with?" "Mmmmmmmm, that's sounds like a great idea." Sarah purred, turning in her seat. She put her arms around Marta's neck, pulling her closer. "We could spend the day in bed, making out, just the two of us. Unless you have something you have to do?" "I can't think of anything I'd rather do than spend the day fucking you, eating you...making you fall in love with me." Marta whispered as she kissed her lightly. "I'm already in love with you." Sarah said, kissing her back. She giggled as she stood up, pulling Marta behind her as she walked toward the door. "But you can eat me as long as you want...kinda like an all day sucker!" * * * * * "Say it!" Marta grunted harshly, slamming her hips up and down roughly, driving the huge strap-on in and out of Sarah's sloppy wet pussy with long, tip to root lunges. She was holding her wrists, pinning her down on the bed as she fucked her. Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 02 "No! I won't!" Sarah whimpered, shaking her head as she writhed under her "Tell me you love me! Or I'll stop!" Marta panted, grinding her hips in slow circles, holding the thick rubber cock buried to the root inside Sarah's spasming pussy tunnel. "I will! I mean it!" "No, please! Don't stop!" Sarah begged, staring up at her. "I...I, oh god! I..." "Don't do that." Brad said from the door. He came over and stood next to the bed. "Get off of her and get out!" He said as he glared at Marta. "Br...Brad! I...it's okay, honey!" Sarah gasped, trying to sit up, but trying to keep Marta's big cock in her at the same time. She gave up, holding her arms out to him. "It's okay, honey. we're just playing. I...I asked her to..." She grabbed Marta's arm, pulling her down on top of her, her other hand reaching out to her son. "Tell him, Marta! Tell him it was just a game!" "We're just playing, Brad." Marta said softly, looking him in the eyes. She held her hand out and took his fingers in hers. "Come here, lay down with us. Come on, there's room." She said as she turned and looked down at Sarah. She looked back at Brad as he put his knee on the bed and laid out beside his mother. Sarah had her arm under him and was hugging him to her, and Marta put her arm around him, pulling him tight against them. She leaned close, her lips brushing his ear. "Do you want to watch me fuck your mom? We've been making love all day, but now we're just fucking." She eased her hips back, then slid them forward slowly, making Sarah moan. "Or do you want to fuck her? Oooooohhhh, you do, don't you! God, I think that's so hot! Come on! Trade places with me!" She reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking it gently. It was already half hard, and stiffening rapidly. She looked down at Sarah then leaned down and kissed her hungrily. Letting go of his cock, she took Sarah's hand and guided it down, smiling as she gasped into her mouth. "I want to watch him fuck you." She whispered, her hips moving slowly, working the huge dildo in and out of her pussy in short teasing strokes. "Will you do that for me, Sarah? Will you let me watch your son stick his big cock in your tight little pussy and fuck you till you scream? Will you let me watch you cum all over his huge fucking cock, then let me suck his thick, creamy cum out of your hot little pussy?" Sarah nodded her head rapidly, her eyes wide as she stared up at her. She looked over at her son, then down at his now stone hard cock, squeezing her fingers around it. "Br...Brad?" She panted, her eyes locked on his. "Wi...will you fu...fuck me, honey? Please? It would mean so much to us. Please?" Brad looked over at Marta as she slid the big strap-on dildo out of his mother's pussy, his eyes going wide as he saw the huge rubber cock hanging between her legs. Marta moved over to the other side of Sarah, her hand closing around his cock, pulling him over between her legs. She ran the shiny purple knob up and down between the lips of his mother's pussy, smiling up at her. "I'm going to put it in, Sarah. Tell him you want him to fuck you. Tell him how much you need his cock." She started feeding the fat knob into the gaping gash of Sarah's cunt, stopping when the head was firmly seated inside her. She kept her fist wrapped around the thick shaft of his cock just under the head, holding his cock in place, not letting him move. "Tell him, Sarah! Beg your baby boy to stick his big beautiful dick in your hot little pussy and fuck you till you can't take any more." She leaned close to Sarah's face, an evil grin on her face. "That little bitch Beth drained his balls real good this morning, so he's gonna last forever. He's gonna fuck you, and fuck you, and fuck you, and there's nothing you can do but lay back and take it. There's nothing you can do to stop him. And all you have to do is ask him to do it." Sarah stared up at her, whimpering as her hips arched up at him, trying to get more of his cock into her hungry little pussy. The inner muscles were working and squeezing around his swollen cockhead, and Brad started to push down, trying to force his cock into her. "No! Not till she says it!" Marta glared at him, then grinned. She got her face back under control before she turned back to Sarah. "I won't let him fuck you till you tell him you love him, and beg him to fuck you. You want it, baby, you know you do. It's such a litt..." "Oh god! Please Brad? I love you so much! Let me show you! Please? Fuck me, honey! Show mommy how much you love her! Please?" She groaned, tears running out of the corners of her eyes. "Fuck her." Marta whispered in his ear as she released her grip on his cock. "Be gentle with her. Long, slow strokes. Talk to her, tell her you love her. We both do. Let me love her with you." Brad looked at Marta as he pushed his hips forward, easing his huge, fleshy cockshaft into her sopping wet pussy. Sarah whined pitifully as it slid slowly into her clasping cunt channel, and her legs came up, wrapping around him, her heels coming to rest under his ass. "It feels so good, doesn't it baby?" Marta whispered as she stretched out next to her. "I thought I was gonna die when he stuck it in me the first time, it felt so good! Is that how it feels for you, Sarah? Is it as good as you thought it was going to be, baby?" Sarah nodded her head, her eyes squeezed shut as she gasped and panted under her son. She couldn't believe the incredible sensations flowing through her. Part of it was from the slow stroking of his huge cock, but part of it was from Marta being with her, sharing it with her. She turned and looked at her, reaching up and pulling her closer as she leaned up toward her. She kissed her hungrily, her hips working frantically, her heels kicking at her son's ass, trying to get him to fucking her faster. "Oh god, Marta! It's so good!" She panted into her mouth. "Please, tell him to fuck me! He's just teasing me! Oh god, I want...I need him to fuck me! Please? Tell him to fuck me!" Marta smiled up at Brad and nodded. "Let 'er rip BigBrad. Fuck us! Fuck us till we cum all over your big fucking cock!" Brad grunted as he slammed his cock into his mother's pussy as hard as he could, then started pounding it in and out roughly. He leaned down over her, holding himself up on stiff arms, spreading his knees wider as he inched closer, lining his cock up with her wide open cunt channel so he could get every inch of his enormous prick lance inside her. "Oh my god!" Sarah screamed, hugging Marta tightly to her. "Oh god, Marta! It's so good. Oh fuck, I...I'm, I...oh shit! I'm cu...cumming!" She writhed wildly under him as her pussy erupted in a flurry of sensation. Her tight, sucking cunt gripped his thick cock, milking the throbbing shaft as it plowed in and out of her. Brad threw his head back and roared as he started fucking her even faster, slamming his ass up and down wildly, his huge cock ramming up through the spasming sheath of her cunt again and again. His cock made loud sucking and slurping noises as he stroked it in and out. "Oh god, Sarah! This is so hot!" Marta panted, her fingers buried between her legs as she writhed against her. "You're so beautiful baby! You look so beautiful when you cum! Do it for me! Cum on his big fucking cock! Cum on it, Sarah! Let it happen! Oh god, I want it for you so much!" "Yo...you...too!" Sarah panted, tugging at her, trying to pull her up over her. "You...Fuck us! I want him to fuck us together!" She groaned as she pulled Marta up on top of her, guiding her up so she was straddling her head, then pulled her sloppy wet pussy down onto her face. Marta groaned as Sarah drove her tongue up into the juice soaked hole of her pussy. She leaned forward, holding onto the headboard as she rocked her ass up and down, grinding her dripping cunt all over her face. She started cumming as Sarah licked her clit, then sucked it into her mouth, nipping at it with her teeth. Brad shook his head, sending a halo of sweat spraying across the room, then collapsed onto his mother's heaving body. He was plunging his cock into her hot, wet cunt with vicious tip to root lunges, and he ground his body against her, his chest smashing her tits almost flat, then gliding across them on a sheen of sweat. He looked up and saw his mother cupping the tight round cheeks of Marta's ass as she sucked her pussy hungrily. The firm, fleshy globes were spread wide, and her pink, puckered asshole winked at him as he fucked his cock balls deep in his mother's welcoming cunt channel. Marta yelped, then purred as she felt his tongue slither up the crack of her ass, then slide back down to dance around the tight, wrinkled ring of her asshole. She pushed her ass back at his face, cumming again as she felt his tongue force its way up into her asshole. Her pussy spasmed, and she felt a flood of fresh girl cum pour from her, running down into Sarah's mouth. Sarah moaned as she felt the hot, spicy cream dripping into her mouth, and she started fucking her tongue even faster into the juice slickened opening of her friends pussy, she pulled her down harder onto her face, her hands spreading the cheeks of her ass even wider, easing the way for Brad to get his tongue deeper up her asshole. Brad grunted, then groaned into Marta's ass crack, his tongue darting and diving into the winking pink ring. He sucked at her twitching asshole, fucking his tongue as far up inside her as he could, then groaned again as he felt his balls spasm, then contract as they ejected their first sizzling jet of jizz. His cum roared up his cockshaft, erupting into his mother's cunt channel in a scalding flood of creamy ball juice. "Nooooooo!" He bellowed, reaching down and lifting his mother's hips as he slammed his cumming cockshaft into her tightly clasping cunt channel as hard and fast as he could, his ass flailing frantically in and out in a blur of motion. "Yesssssssss!" Sarah wailed up into Marta's pussy, her teeth clenching shut on her clit, making her scream as the exquisite agony surged through her, bursting over her in a blinding flash of pain and pleasure that sent her tumbling off of Sarah. Marta landed next to her, twitching and jerking, her hands holding her tortured pussy as a storm of sensation raged through her. Sarah pulled her son down on top of her, grinding her cunt up at his spunk spitting cock, her ass writhing wildly on the bed under him. She was cumming again and again, her mind overwhelmed by the delightful sensations flowing through her, and she prayed they would never end. Brad gasped and panted into his mother's shoulder as she hugged him tightly to her, his frantic fucking slowing as his balls emptied themselves into her, filling her with his steaming cum. He collapsed on top of her, exhausted, unable to move as she continued wriggling and squirming under him, milking off the last of her orgasm on his wonderfully huge cock. "Thank you." She whispered again and again as she hugged him tightly to her. She reached out, her hand searching for Marta. "Oh god! I love you both so much!" She looked over and saw Marta curled in a ball beside her, her hands clutched between her legs. She pushed her son off of her and moved over to her, lifting her gently. "Marta? Are you okay, baby? What's wrong?" She asked as she held her, rocking her slowly. Marta nodded. "Hurts..." She panted, tears running down her cheeks. "Be...better now. Be okay in...in a minute." "What's hurts, honey? Let me see." Sarah said as she pushed her legs apart and gently moved her hands out of the way. She gasped when she saw her clit sticking out, puffy and swollen dark red, beginning to bruise. It was already swollen to almost the size of a grape. "Oh my god! What happened?" "Bi...bit me." Marta whispered as she sobbed into her shoulder. "Oh god. I'm so sorry! I didn't mean..." She turned and looked at Brad. "Go get me some ice. We need to get the swelling down. Hurry." Brad moved off the bed and ran out the door as Sarah turned back to Marta. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it." she said again, hugging her tightly. "Can you forgive me?" Marta nodded, then managed a weak smile. "Love you. Yo...you'll think I'm silly, or sick." She paused, taking several deep breaths. "Oh god, Sarah. It hurt so good! It still does! It's like my clit is on fire, but it feels good at the same time!" Brad came back in with a paper towel full of ice, and he helped his mother get Marta laid out on the bed. Sarah cradled her in her arms as she picked up a piece of ice, reaching down to spread the lips of Marta's pussy gently. "This is going to be cold baby, but it will make you feel better." Marta nodded, then shivered and tried to squirm away as Sarah pressed the ice cube between her legs, putting it right over her throbbing clit bud. She whimpered as Sarah cupped her hand over her pussy, holding the ice on her clit with her palm. "Shhhhhhh, don't move, baby. It's going to be alright." Sarah soothed as she rocked her slowly. "We need to get the swelling down. God I am so sorry, Marta! I didn't even realize..." "Wi...will you put your fi...fingers in me?" Marta said softly as she moved her pussy under Sarah's hand. She moaned as the ice cube moved up and down over her tender clit button, soothing the ache and bringing a new level of excitement at the same time. "I'm going to leave you two alone." Brad said as he eased off the bed and went over to the door. He looked back as he went out, smiling as he saw his mother lean down and kiss Marta as her fingers slid into her pussy. * * * * * Sarah came into Brad's room an hour later. She climbed up on the bed and snuggled up to him, laying her head on his shoulder. "Is this okay, honey?" She asked softly, not looking up at him. "I mean, alot happened last night and this morning. I don't mean just you and me, but everything." Brad laughed, hugging her to him. "Okay? Are you kidding me, Mom? My wildest wet dream came true last night! I got to fuck the hottest woman I know, that's you by the way, and I had the best night any guy could dream of! So yeah, I'd have to say I'm okay with it." "I'm glad, baby. When I read that profile...I didn't know what to think!" She said as she looked up at him. "Part of me was shocked that you could even think about wanting to fuck me, but part of me got really excited too." She giggled and blushed as she ran her hand lightly over his stomach. "Especially since I already knew what a big dick you have." "I was starting to worry that you'd never watch that video." He said, putting his hand on hers, moving it down over the front of his jeans. "I put it in your porn directory over six weeks ago." "You did what? You mean you...how did..." She didn't get to finish, Brad's phone rang and he picked it up, frowning as he looked at the screen. "Is that Beth?" She asked. He nodded, his thumb moving to hit the disconnect button. "Give it to me." She said, holding out her hand. She took the phone from him and hit answer. "Hi Beth, I'm glad you called honey, I've been thinking about this morning." She listened for a moment, then laughed. "No, it's okay, really. I was upset, but I've had a chance to think, and talk to Marta about it. Now I think it was so hot the way you were fucking my Braddy! And the way you sucked his cock! Oh my god! Where did you put it all? I don't thin..." She listened again, rolling over so her head laid on his stomach. She put her elbow on his chest and pushed him back down as he started to get up, holding her fingers to her lips. "I'd like that, but I don't think I'll ever be able to do it like you can...Brad? Yeah, he's here, he just got up a little while ago, and he's in the shower right now." She looked up at Brad, smiling slyly at him. "When are you going to bring that T-shirt back? It's one of his favorites...yeah, we'll be here all day honey, come on over. I'll tell him. You be careful. Okay, see you in a few, bye." She hung up the phone and tossed it on the bed. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Brad asked, staring down at her in disbelief. "I can't believe you just invited that conniving little cunt over here. If you thi..." "Oh shut up!" She laughed, rolling over and climbing up on top of him. She rested her arms across his chest, smiling down in his face. "How many times did you fuck her? All together, last night and this morning?" "I don't know, I lost count." He said. She could see him getting angry as he remembered their last fuck that morning. "Has any girl ever fucked you or sucked your cock the way she did? Be honest, forget her little games, which you were getting off on by the way. And don't try to deny it! I saw how you responded to her. She had you wrapped around her little finger and was using you to jerk off with!" "But she..." "So except for when she started fucking with me, playing with my head, you had the best time you ever had with a girl. Isn't that right?" "Yeah, but..." "But nothing. She apologized to me before she left. Marta talked to her too. Then we talked after she left." She paused, smiling as she looked at him. "Would it be okay if I...I think I'm falling in love with her, Brad. Marta I mean." "I could see that." Brad said as he put his arms around her. "She must really be something. If you think she can make you happy, I'm happy for you both. But I don't want to see Beth, Mom. I don't think I can handle her games. You didn't see everything." "I know honey, but you need to learn about girls like her, and what better way is there than to let her play her games with you?" She laughed. "And now that you know that she likes to play little mind games, you'll be prepared, and can handle it better." "She is a hot little piece, I'll give you that much." Brad said, trying not to smile. "But you're gonna have to help me. I don..." "We'll help if we have to, but you'll be fine on your own." Sarah laughed. "Just play games back with her. That's what she's looking for, someone that will fuck her head as well as they fuck her hot little pussy. I didn't realize it until after she left. I was too wrapped up in what she was doing to you." "So you think if I do the same thing to her..." "No, not the same thing. You're going to need to find out what her buttons are, and how she likes them pushed." His mother told him. "It'll take a while, but you'll figure it out." "She likes to be forced." Marta said from the door. She walked over and stood at the foot of the bed. "Is it okay if I..." "You don't have to ask, Marta." Brad said, holding his free arm out. He hugged her as she slid in beside him, her hand moving over him to touch Sarah. "I think my mom is falling for you, so that's going to make you family. And family doesn't have to ask." He looked over at his mother. "You know I'm gonna want to fuck her, right?" Before she could answer, he looked back at Marta. "And you know I'm going to want to fuck you again. If that's a problem..." "Not a problem for me!" Marta said as she wriggled closer. "But not right now, okay? My pussy still hurts a little. She bit me! Can you believe that?" "It was an accident!" Sarah said, leaning over him. "And I said I was sorry!" She looked up at Brad, giving him a big smile. "And you can fuck her all you want, baby! I thought it was hot the way you two were going at it in that van last night!" "He's just gonna be a bonus baby. You're the prize." Marta giggled as she pulled Sarah closer, kissing her lightly, then more hungrily. She broke off the kiss and grinned. "Besides, if he plays his cards right with Beth, he's not gonna have the energy to fuck either of us!" * * * * * "Come over here, Beth." Brad said quietly from the hall. Beth looked at him, then at Sarah and Marta. They both shrugged, and went into the kitchen, leaving her alone with Brad. Beth walked over, following Brad as he went down the hall towards his room, not speaking to her. She gasped when he turned suddenly, pushing her against the wall, his hand at her throat, his face inches from hers. Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 02 "That was a shitty thing you did this morning." He whispered harshly, his eyes locked onto hers. "You shouldn't have fucked with my mom like that. That was just fucking wrong!" "I know, baby, and I'm sorry. I already told her that I was sorry." She said, trying to move out from under him. "Come on, let's go in your bedroom, and I'll make it up to you. I'll make it good for you, baby, I promise. Just let me make it up to you." "Why should I Beth? Why should I give you another chance to fuck with my head?" He said as he stared at her, leaning harder against her, pinning her to the wall with his body. "The way you treated me last night, making me say all that shit! You made me feel like a punk!" "I didn't mean to, Brad! I was just pla..." "You know what? You need to see that I'm not you're little pussy boy, bitch." He grunted as he put his hands on her shoulders, forcing her to her knees. He held her down with one hand as he pushed his shorts down with the other. His thick, heavy prick flopped out, still soft, hanging right in her face, and he pushed his crotch forward, rubbing his hot, meaty cock all over her face. Beth turned her head, trying to push him away, but he just spread his legs wider, mashing his cock harder against her face, trapping her between his body and the wall. "What's the matter, Beth? You loved it this morning." He said, his voice harsh as he looked down at her. He had a tight lipped smile on his face as he pulled back, wrapping his hand around his fat cockshaft, and started rubbing the jizz dripping knob back and forth across her lips. "But you were running the show this morning, weren't you, you little cunt! You thought you had me wrapped around your little finger, and could do any fucking thing you wanted with me. Well guess what? You went a little too far, and now you're gonna pay for it!" Beth gasped at his sudden rough treatment, and felt a her pussy flutter under her jeans as he pushed the head of his cock between her open lips. Brad leaned on her shoulder as his fist pumped up and down the length of his stiffening prickshaft, forcing more of his cock into her mouth as he stroked it lazily. Moving his fist slowly up and down his pulsing prick meat, he pushed the foreskin against her lips as his cock slid deeper into her mouth. Beth got her hands up, pushing him away, breathing heavily as his cock slipped out of her mouth. "No! Not this way, Braddy! Let's go in your room, and I'll suck you so good, baby! You want me to do you good, don't you, baby?" "Shut up and suck my fuckin' dick you little cunt!" He grunted, smacking her across the face with his spit slickened prick. He rubbed the dripping knob all over her face, then shoved it back in her mouth. "You wanna show me you're sorry? Get your fucking mouth going on my dick! Suck me! You wanna suck it so bad, do it right here!" Hot pussy juice soaked Beth's panties as she opened her mouth wide and sucked his cock inside, giving up her resistance, and surrendering to his desires. Brad sensed the change in her, and he smiled as he moved his hand off her shoulder, putting his hand on the wall to support himself as he leaned into her. Taking his hand off his cock, he put it on the back of her head and started fucking her mouth with long slow strokes, feeding his cock between her lips till the thick knob hit the back of her throat, making her choke and gag. Beth swallowed around his bulging cockhead, massaging it with her throat muscles as she tried to breath around it. Beth brought her hands up higher, wrapping them around his throbbing prickshaft as he fucked it in and out of her mouth, but Brad batted them away, pulling her head forward as he pushed his cock deeper into her mouth. Beth beat as his legs frantically as she gagged around the throat clogging bulk of his cock meat, her belly heaving as she fought for breath. "I didn't tell you to use your hands, did I bitch?" He asked as he ground his hips into her face. The crinkly hairs at the base of his cock tickled her nose as he held his dick buried in her throat, and Beth felt herself getting light headed from lack of air. Brad pulled his hips back, letting his cock slip out of her mouth till just the swollen head was between her lips. She sucked in great panting breaths through her nose, looking up at him, her lips clasped tightly around the flaring rim of his cockhead, waiting to see what he would do next. Creamy girl cum drooled from her pussy slit, turning her panties into a sodden mess, then began soaking through her skin tight jeans. Beth tore at the snap, then jerked the zipper down, forcing her hand under her panties and into the sopping wet slit of her cunt. She moaned around his cock as she stroked her clit, her lips and tongue working hungrily around his twitching knob. Brad threw his head back as she started sucking on his cock on her own, then he looked down at her, an evil grin on his face. "You swallowed my cock this morning, now show me how much you can take like this." He grunted. "Suck my fucking cock, Beth! Take it in your mouth and suck on it!" "Come watch this baby!" Marta whispered huskily as she played with her pussy under her jeans. She had her hand shoved down the front of her pants, her fingers stroking over her clit as she watched Brad and Beth in the hall. "He's really putting it to her. Goddamn, this is fucking hot!" Sarah came up behind her, cupping her tits through her tank top, then pulled it up and put her hands on Marta's bare tits, pinching her nipples between her fingers. She looked over Marta's shoulder as her fingers teased her stiff tit buds. "Wow! She's gonna swallow the whole fucking thing if she keeps going like that!" She laughed. "I think that's what he has in mind! He already shoved it down her throat a couple times. God, you should have seen the way she was choking on it!" Marta panted. She pulled her hand out of her pants and jerked them open, taking Sarah's hand, pushing it down to cup her pussy. "Play with my pussy too, baby! God, I'm so fucking hot! I love watching shit like this!" Beth worked her lips around Brad's cock, pulling him deeper into her mouth, then started pumping her mouth up and down on it eagerly. Her fingers were flying over her clit as she sucked harder on his throbbing cockshaft. Brad started fucking her mouth as she sucked his cock frantically, holding her head as he jammed his cock deeper into her mouth. His hips moved faster as he held her head on his cock, not letting her pull back, making her keep half his cock in her mouth. "Yeah! Suck it bitch! You're gonna make me fucking cum in that hot little slut mouth if you keep sucking me like this!" He grunted. He stepped closer, pinning her head to the wall, his hand wrapped securely in her hair. He fucked her mouth roughly, his balls smacking her under the chin as he shoved another inch of his pulsing prickshaft down her throat. Sarah pulled her hand out of Marta's pants, pushing down her own shorts and panties, forcing them down her legs, then kicking them off her feet. "He's getting ready to cum!" she giggled as she stepped around Marta. "I'm gonna help! Get naked if you want in on this!" "I think I'll just watch, and wait for you." Marta laughed. "Have fun, and hurry back!" With her fingers flying over her twitching clit bud, Beth put her other hand on Brad's ass, pulling him harder into her mouth. She was sucking his cock as hard as she could, her tongue lashing and laving all around over his plunging prick meat as it plowed in and out of her mouth. She moved her hand around, wetting her fingers in the thick strings of spit dripping from her chin, them put her hand back on his ass, moving her fingers into the warm, damp crack. Brad grunted as her fingers brushed over his asshole, then groaned as she pushed first one, then two of the stiff digits up his tight bunghole. His hips slammed forward, driving his heaving cock muscle down her throat as his balls contracted, then unloaded their creamy cargo. Beth gagged again as his cock plowed deep into her throat, then her eyes went wide as she felt his cock ripple between her lips and his cum load surged up the long, thick shaft. She leaned into him, then pulled back quickly, making his cock slip out of her throat as the first steaming jets of jizz blasted out of his piss slit and splashed across the roof of her mouth. She ripped her hand out of her panties and wrapped her hand around his huge cock, jerking him off feverishly as load after load of jism spurted up from his balls. Hot, sticky spunk sprayed out of his piss hole in thick ropy strings, filling her mouth to overflowing. She sucked and swallowed frantically, but he was shooting so much creamy cum in her mouth that she couldn't swallow it all fast enough. Thick ribbons of his cum slopped from her lips as he pounded his prickshaft in and out of her mouth, and she scooped up the sticky goo, smearing it all over his cumming cockstalk, greasing it up, getting it wet for her fist. Beth jerked on his cock, her hand gripping it tightly as she milked his spewing ball juice out into her mouth. She kept up her frantic stroking as his cum slowed to a dribble, working all his cum up out of his balls. Sarah pushed Brad out of the way, dropping to her knees in front of the gasping, panting girl. Plastering her mouth to Beth's, she jammed her tongue in her mouth as she shoved her hand into her pants, then pulled back, licking up the sticky jizz dripping from her chin. She sucked the heavy strings of cum into her mouth, then planted her lips back on Beth's, spitting the gooey cock cream into her mouth, her tongue lashing around, dueling with the confused girls. "You like sucking my Braddy's dick, don't you Bethy?" Sarah whispered huskily as her fingers ground into her crotch. She twisted her fingers in the sloppy wet slit of Beth's pussy, then pulled them up to stroke over her clit. "Oh god, yes!" Beth panted, staring at her as she started to cum. "Oh fuck! It's the best! The very best, most perfect cock there is!" "You have to earn my baby's cock, Bethy. I'm not going to let you fuck him just because you want to." Sarah panted as she worked her fingers harder over Beth's clit, bringing the younger girl to a fever pitch. "Do you know what you have to do, if you want me to let my Braddy fuck you? And you need his big fucking cock in your hot little pussy right now, don't you Bethy?" Beth nodded, humping her juicing pussy down onto Sarah's stroking fingers. "Tell me Bethy. Tell me what you have to do to get Braddy's big beautiful cock in your tight fucking cunt again!" "I...I have to eat you!" Beth panted, staring wide eyed at her. "Oh please! let me eat your pussy Sarah! I'll do it good, I promise! I'll make you cum in my fucking mouth, I'll suck you like you've never been sucked before! I'll make your pussy fee..." "Shut up and do it you little slut!" Sarah said as she pushed her down onto the floor, then scrambled up on top of her. She sat on Beth's face, reaching down and spreading the sloppy wet slit of her pussy with her fingers as she rubbed her cream soaked cunt all over her face. She groaned as Beth's tongue shot up into her juice dripping hole, driving deep inside, then darting all around, lapping up the spicy girl cum as it drooled out of her pussy. She looked over at Brad, grinning when she saw his huge cock standing stiffly out of his crotch. "Well, don't just stand there dumbshit! Fuck her! Get her pants off and fuck the shit out of this little cunt! What the fuck are you waiting for? An engraved invitation?" Marta laughed as she watched Brad drop to his knees and grab at the legs of Beth's jeans. He jerked them down her legs, then off over her feet. Her legs flew open, her knees pulling up as she spread herself wide, opening her pussy to him in a blatant invitation. Beth had her hands on Sarah's ass, pulling her pussy down onto her hungrily sucking mouth. She sucked at the juice dripping hole eagerly, her tongue lashing and laving all over, scooping up every pearly nugget of cunt cream she could find, then sucking frantically for more. She groaned as she felt Brad push her knees higher, then screamed into his mother's pussy as he buried his cock to the balls in her tight, wet cunt on the first stroke. The pain of his massive member plowing into her clasping cunt channel took her breath away, and she gasped as he started fucking her hard and fast, slamming his cock into her roughly. Whimpering into Sarah's pussy, she ground her cunt up at him as he kept fucking her, then sighed as her pussy loosened around his huge cock, adjusting to the incredible bulk of it. Brad forced her knees up higher, lifting her ass off the floor as he jammed his cock deep into her wet, sucking cunt. He felt her pussy tunnel clench and spasm around his heaving cock meat, and knew that she was already cumming on it. Sarah leaned down, resting one hand on the floor, her other hand still holding her cunt slit open for Beth's hungrily sucking mouth. She ground her juicing pussy hole down onto the girls face, rocking back and forth as she felt herself cumming on her mouth. "Stick your fingers in my ass, Beth! Fingerfuck my hot little asshole, bitch!" She grunted. "I want you to get it nice and loose for me, cuz I'm gonna get Marta to assfuck me when we're done!" Marta came as she heard Sarah talking to Beth, and she moaned, staggering down the hall. She almost tripped over them as she went into Sarah's bedroom, but made it to the bed. She fell back on it, milking off her orgasm, her fingers flying over her clit as she worked her pants down over her hips, then down off her legs. Letting her creamy thighs spread wide, she fucked three fingers into her pussy as she rocked back on the bed, cumming in a frenzy. Finally, gasping for breath, she eased her fingers from her pussy, and sat up on the bed. She looked around, then reached under the pillow, smiling as her fingers found the strap-on dildo. Not getting up, she lifted her legs, kicking her jeans down, then off over her feet. Sliding the harness up over her feet, she stood up, tightening the straps around her hips and legs. Grabbing the KY off the nightstand, she squeezed a big glob out onto the thick head of the dildo, then went out into the hall. Brad looked at her as she came out of the bedroom, his eyes going wide as he saw the enormous rubber cock hanging between her legs. She grinned as she wrapped her hand around it, jerking it off at his face. "Wanna suck my cock, Braddy?" She giggled, stepping close to him, holding her huge cock right in front of his face. Brad shook his head, then hunched closer to Beth, fucking her even harder as he watched Marta step over Beth and line the fat knob of her cock up with his mother's asshole. Marta reached down and pulled Beth's fingers from Sarah's asshole, then pressed the tip of the dildo against the tight, wrinkled ring and pushed, forcing the head up her ass in one smooth movement. Sarah's head flew up and her body jerked as Marta grabbed her hips and shoved half the big toy up her ass in one powerful plunge. Hot, sticky pussy juice sprayed from her cunt hole, soaking Beth's face, almost drowning the girl as she screamed from the sudden invasion. Sarah collapsed on top of Beth, her cumming cunt mound mashing against her face. Thick streams of hot girl cum spurted from her cunt hole as she writhed and jerked spastically. Marta followed her down, her hips moving as she started pumping the thick rubber cock in and out of her spasming asshole. Beth was cumming around Brad's cock almost nonstop, and she pushed at Sarah, trying to lift her off her so she could breathe. Squirming and wriggling frantically, she worked her way out from under her, then stared in amazement at the enormous rubber cock plugging Sarah's asshole. She looked down at Brad, then back up at Marta's cock as it slid wetly in and out of Sarah's ass. A shudder ran through her as she came again, and she lifted her legs, planting a foot in Brad's chest and pushing him away. He started to object, but his mouth closed as she flipped over on her belly, and got up on her knees. Beth's hands spread the cheeks of her ass as she looked back at him over her shoulder. "Do me, Braddy! Stick your fucking cock up my ass baby" She purred, holding her asscheeks wide open. "I want to get assfucked like your mom! Please baby? I really want your big cock up my tight little asshole!" Brad grinned as he moved closer, his hand closing around the throbbing stalk of his cock. He pushed the swollen wet knob against her tiny ass pucker, then pushed forward, driving the head of his cock into the tight opening. "Oh god! I...No! Pu...pull it ou...out!" She gasped as she started to wriggle away from him. "I...I cha...changed my...Oh fuck it hurts! Oh god, please take it out, Brad!" Brad grabbed her hips and pulled her back at him as he fucked four inches of hot, hard cock meat up her spasming asshole. He groaned as her tight shit chute sucked and quivered around his cockshaft, and he lost his balance as she tried to pull away again. He fell head long on top of her, crushing her to the floor under him, and his huge prickstalk drove full length up her spasming ass channel. Beth stiffened, grunted, then screamed, her body jerking and twitching as she tried to get out from under his huge, bowel stretching cock. Brad grabbed her shoulders, hauling himself up over her as he started pounding his cock in and out, jerking half his cock out of her tightly sucking asshole, then slamming it back in. Sarah was up on her hands and knees, crawling slowly down the hall as she tried to get Marta's huge cock out of her asshole. "I...I was ju...just kidding, Marta!" She whined as Marta kept jerking her back onto her cock, forcing more of the thick rubber dick up her tightly clenched asshole. "I...I was just tea...teasing Beth! I wanted...oh fuck...to get her excited!" "You got me excited is what you did, baby." Marta grunted as she knocked Sarah's arm out from under her, sending her face first into the carpet. "Now I'm gonna fuck you like the hot little whore you are. And all you slutty little whores love getting fucked up the ass, don't you?" "Oh god, Marta! Please! Do it slow, don't just ram it up my ass like that, baby!" Sarah whimpered as she moved her hand under her, pushing it between her legs, searching for the stiff nubbin of her clit. She sighed when her fingers slid over it, her ass jerking back at Marta as she stroked the tender nubbin. "Oh shit, Beth! your fucking asshole is so tight! Fuck! It's sucking the cum right up out of my balls!" Brad grunted as he plowed his cock in and out if her rippling ass passage. "Oh fuck baby! I...I'm gonna...Cuuuuummmmmmm!" He bellowed as he slammed his ass down, burying his cock in her asshole. Hot cum spewed from his piss slit, flooding her quaking ass guts with spurt after spurt of molten jizz. He ground his cock into her, keeping every inch of it buried in her asshole as his balls exploded. "Oh my fucking god!" Beth screamed as she felt his hot spunk bathing the tender inner walls of her asshole. The steaming goo soothed the ache, easing the way for his huge horsecock, and she started humping back at him furiously. "Fuck me you big dicked bastard! Gimme all the fat fucking cock! Fuck me! Come on goddamn it! It feels good now! Fuck me hard, Braddy. Make me your bitch! I want you to!" Sarah started hunching her ass back at Marta's huge rubber dick as she felt her pussy slit flutter, followed by a spurt of pussy juice soaking her fingers. She got her other hand under her and shoved three fingers in her creaming cunt hole, her fingers still flying madly over her clit. "Oh shit! It feels so good now, Marta! Fuck me baby. Fuck me harder!" She whined as she pushed her ass back at Marta's hard rubber cock. "Oh god, I love you, you fucking bitch! Fuck me you horny cunt! Take my asshole, use me. Oh fuck! I lovvvvveeee yooouuuuu!" Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 03 In this chapter, our fun loving characters find love, fuck anything that stands still long enough, and we meet some new characters!! ***** More Tales Of Lustville Playin' With The Big Boys Scene Three Reunion, or You Can Never Go Home Again Five days had passed since she had met Sarah, and as much as Marta hated being away from her, she'd had to come home to get some paperwork together for a real estate deal she was about to close. With all the papers filled out, signed, and sent off by messenger to her broker, she kicked back on the divan in her bedroom and turned on the TV. Surfing through the channels, she finally settled on the world music channel. A soft latin beat filled the room, and she laid back, closing her eyes as she thought about the time she'd spent with Sarah over the last few days. It amazed her how well the older woman knew so much about her so quickly, and how in tune their bodies were with each other. She hadn't been kidding when she'd told Sarah that she was the best lover she'd ever had that first morning they'd woken up together. She only reinforced it every time they made love to each other. They had yet to have an awkward moment, or done something that the other didn't like. She started drifting off as she replayed the memories of her love sessions with Sarah, and frowned when her phone rang. She thought about ignoring it, and just letting it go to voicemail, but thought better of it. It might be her broker, or someone else about the new property, and she'd hate to miss this opportunity after all the work they had put into it. She rolled over and picked up her phone, looking at the screen to see who was calling. She didn't recognize the number, so she hit answer, turning the volume down on the home theatre as she said, "Hello?" "Marta? Is that you baby?" A deep male voice asked her. "Da...Daddy?" She gasped. "What's our most special day? I have to know that it's really you, baby." He replied. "July Fourth." She said. "It's your birthday. And our special day. You tell me the year." "Nineteen ninety-seven." He said softly. "Oh my god. It really is you. I've been trying to find you!" "I've been trying to find you too!" She said, fighting to keep the tears out of her voice. "Where are you? Your profile says you live in Lustville now! When did you move here?" "I moved here a few weeks ago. One of my letters came back marked, 'Return to sender', with a Lustville postmark, so I came looking for you." "I'm sorry, Daddy. I had some problems with the mail for a while. It was all fucked up." She laughed. "I moved into a new house, and just got settled. Where are you? What part of town are you in? I want to see you!" "I live on Baker, that's on the east side of town." He said. "And I want to see you too, baby. I've missed you so much!" "Holy shit, Daddy! That's only three blocks from me!" She giggled. She gave him the address quickly. "Can you come over now? Please?" "I'm on the way. I'll be there in five minutes." He said eagerly. "I have to hang up, I'm on the house phone." "Hurry, Daddy." She said as she stood up, running down the stairs. "And Daddy?" "Yes, baby?" "Be hard when you get here!" She laughed. "I already am, baby! I already am." He laughed as he hung up the phone. * * * * * It seemed like an eternity, instead of just five minutes. Marta ran to the door when the bell rang, flinging it open. "Daddy!" She screamed happily, throwing herself into his arms. "I missed you so much!" "I missed you too, baby." He said as she dragged him into the house, closing the door behind them. "Uh, do you always answer the door naked?" He laughed as she rained kisses all over his face. "Only for you, Daddy." She said as she dropped to her knees, her fingers tearing at his belt, then jerking down the zipper on his pants, pushing them down roughly. She gasped as his huge, stone hard cock sprang up in her face, and she wrapped both hands around it, planting sloppy wet kisses all over it. "Oh god! I've missed you so much!" She panted as she rubbed the spongy knob of his cock all over her face, then opened her mouth and sucked it inside, moaning happily as it filled her mouth. "Oh god, baby girl! Nobody sucks my dick like you do!" He moaned as she swallowed almost a third of his cock, taking it deep into her throat. Kicking off his shoes, he worked his pants off over his feet as he leaned back against the door. His pushed his hips forward, groaning as his cock slid deep into her throat again. She had both hands wrapped around the bloated shaft, and she ran them lovingly all over the tightly stretched skin covering it. Pulling his cock from her mouth, she dipped down, licking at the underside, then dragged her tongue up slowly, swishing it back and forth over the thick tube seaming the underside. When she reached the head, she tilted his cock down, then ran her tongue all over the fat crimson knob, drooling on it heavily. She brought her hand up, massaging her spit into the head of his cock as she moved her mouth down along one side of his cock. "Oh fuck, Daddy! I've missed your cock so much!" She moaned as she slobbered all over his throbbing cockstalk. Monty reached down, pulling her to her feet, then scooped her up in his arms. "Bed?" He asked, looking around the well appointed foyer as he stepped into the living room. "Down the hall, first door on the right." She said as she put her arms around his neck. "But we have to talk, Daddy." "We can talk all you want, baby." He said as he turned down the hall, then kicked the first door he came to open. He stepped into the room and tossed her onto the bed, making her squeal with laughter. He pulled his shirt over his head as he climbed up on the bed, reaching for her. "It's been so long, baby! Oh god! I've missed you so much. Come on, come to Daddy, Marta. I need you so bad." "Wait, Daddy!" She said, backing away from him. "I...I can't. At least not yet. We have to wait for Sarah." She reached down, wrapping her hand around his cock, stroking it gently. "I'll make you feel good, Daddy! I promise! But I can't fuck you till Sarah get's here. I promised her too." "What? Who the hell is Sarah?" He asked her as he tried to push her down on the bed. "Why are you being like this, baby? It's been so long, for both of us! Why are you acting like this?" "I told you. We have to wait for Sarah!" She said as she wriggled out of his grasp. "Let me suck your cock some more, Daddy! You like it when I suck your di..." "I don't want to wait, little girl!" He growled at her, grabbing her arm, pushing her face down on the bed. He climbed up on top of her quickly, forcing her legs apart with his knees as he pulled her ass up and back at him. Wrapping his fist around the middle of his cock, he rubbed it up and down over the sopping wet slit of her pussy, then started to push it in slowly. "No!" She screamed, scrambling away from him on her hands and knees. "Goddamn it, baby girl! You get your ass back over here!" He grunted as he lunged for her. He grabbed her ankle as his arm caught her across the back, knocking the wind out of her, and she fell sideways onto the bed, rolling onto her back. Scrambling up on top of her again, he spread his legs between hers, lifting her as he pressed the head of his cock into her pouty lipped pussy slit again. "No, Daddy! Please? Not like this. You promised!" Marta whimpered, trying to push him off of her. "Shut up you little whore! I came over here to fuck you an..." "That's no way to treat someone you love." Sarah said from the door. "Would it have killed you to wait a few minutes? So she could show you how much she loves you?" "What? Who the fuck are you?" He asked as he turned toward her. "I'm Sarah." She said as Marta scrambled out from under him and came over to stand behind her, wrapping her arms around her as she cried into her back. "We wanted your reunion to be special. But you really fucked that up, didn't you?" "What the fuck are you talking about? How the hell did you get in here?" "Okay, I'm going to take it for granted that your time in prison turned you into an asshole. So let's try this. You shut the fuck up, and we'll pretend we're meeting for the first time." She said as she walked over to the bed. She held out her hand. "I'm Sarah. What's your name? All Marta ever calls you is Daddy." "Monty. Monty Mathers.'" He said taking her hand. He was taken completely off guard by her calm demeanor, and wasn't sure how to react now. "I...I tried to te...tell you Da...daddy." Marta said as she stepped up beside Sarah. "Sh...she's my..." "She's my girlfriend. And she wanted me to be here to share a special moment with her." She looked over at Marta. "Are you okay, honey? Did he hurt you?" Marta shook her head and looked over at him. "I...I still wa...want to...to make you happy, Daddy. But you have to be nice. Li...like you used to be." "Do you think you can do that, Monty? Be nice, I mean?" Sarah said as she sat on the bed, keeping herself between Monty and Marta. "We're going to go upstairs, and I'm going to get Marta cleaned up. Why don't you get yourself a drink, then jump in the shower. If you can be nice, you can come up and join us. If not, well, you know where the door is." She stood up and took Marta's hand, leading her out the door. Monty just watched in stunned silence. * * * * * "Let me look at you." Sarah said as she turned Marta under the shower spray. "It looks like you're going to have a bruise on this ankle. You're sure he didn't hurt you?" Marta nodded, then looked up at her. "We used to do it like that all the time. It was a game we played." "It didn't look like he was playing when I can in." Sarah said, picking up a washcloth and squeezing soap out on it. She moved them out from under the spray and held Marta to her. She ran the washcloth lightly over her back, then down over the soft, round cheeks of her ass. "Are you sure you want to go through with this? He really could have hurt you, Marta." "I want to see him, Sarah. I...I need it. Can you understand that?" Marta said as she lifted her leg, letting Sarah run the washcloth down over her calf. She lifted the other leg, wincing as Sarah touched the tender skin around her ankle. "I understand, but we can tell him to come back another time." Sarah said as she turned her around and scrubbed the washcloth over her stomach slowly, then brought it up, running it over one full, round tit. She moved over to the other one, lingering for a long moment. "I love your titties." She whispered in her ear. "They're perfect, so firm and round. They don't sag like mine do." "Your's are two cup sizes bigger than mine." Marta laughed. "And they don't sag. You've got what the boys call heavy hangers. They all drool over them. I know I do!" "I knew you liked them. You spend enough time sucking on them!" Sarah laughed as she moved her hand back down over her stomach. "Spread your legs. I'm going to wash your pussy. You always like it when I do that. I'll make you cum if you want. We can take our time, there's no hurry." "Mmmmm. I do like it when you do that." Marta purred, spreading her legs and bending her knees as Sarah ran the washcloth slowly down between her legs. "Will you eat me when we get in bed? I'd really like to feel your mouth on me. Noooooo. Please, Sarah. Just wash me, okay? We can play later, after he leaves." "Oooooohhhh, you want that big dick, don't you, you little slut." Sarah panted in her ear. She ground the washcloth against her pussy mound, easing it between the puffy lips of her pussy. "I...I'm so...sorry, Sarah." Marta gasped as Sarah moved the rough washcloth over her clit. "I ca...Oh god, please, Sarah! Do it! Make me cum! Oooooohhhh, I'll get you for this you bitch!" She whined as she bent her knees deeper, humping her pussy down onto her fingers. "You love it, and you know it, you little slut! And you don't have anything to be sorry about." Sarah whispered as she let the washcloth slip from her hand. Her long, slim fingers slipped into the soft wet slit of her pussy and began moving up and down, pressing firmly into her clit. She brought her other hand around, holding Marta to her as she eased her fingertips up, brushing them lightly over her clit, making her gasp, then shiver. "Give it to me, Marta. I want you to cum for me, honey. Come on, you know you want to." Marta nodded her head as Sarah started grinding her fingertips over her clit, pressing on it with firm, steady pressure. She knew exactly how she liked it, and brought her up to the edge quickly. She kept her there, hovering just on the brink of cumming, gasping and moaning as she writhed against her, but not quite ready to beg for it yet. "Count." She said softly, as she started one of their favorite games. She tapped her fingers on Marta's clit, making her jerk, then going back to stroking her gently. "Wu...one." "Very good." Sarah whispered as she pressed harder on her clit, swishing her fingers from side to side. "T...t...two." "I don't think you're going to make it to ten today, you naughty girl." She said as she changed her stroke to small, tight circles right over her clit. "Th...thr...three." "God! Your little pussy is just drooling, baby! You want that huge fucking cock bad, don't you?" She said as she ground her fingers even harder onto her stiff clit button. "F...fo...Fuck! Oh god, Sarah!" Marta groaned as she lost control and her orgasm surged over her. Her legs shook wildly, and Sarah had to hold her up as she kept up her steady stroking on her clit, guiding her through her climax. "Shhhhh, baby. That's right, let it happen. Mmmmmmm, it's so good, isn't it?" She slowed the steady movement of her fingers, easing her down, holding her against her as she whispered in her ear. "Ohhhh, god! How do you do that?" Marta panted, leaning back against her as she tried to get her legs under her. "It's like you're inside my head with me, doing exactly what I want, when I want it!" She turned slowly, throwing her arms around Sarah's neck, kissing her hungrily. "Let's rinse you off." Sarah said as she pulled back from the kiss. She moved them back under the spray, holding Marta in front of her as she ran her hands over her, rinsing off the soap. She turned her around and finished rinsing her quickly. "Hold on here, baby." She told her as she wrapped her hands around the grab rail. "I need to rinse off too. I'll be right back." She stepped back under the spray and ran her hands over her own body, scrubbing off the soap quickly. When she was done, she turned off the shower and went back over to Marta. "I...I can walk." Marta said, letting go of the grab rail. "I know." Sarah said, taking her hand. "I just wanted you to wait for me." Taking her hand, she led Marta into the bedroom and helped her get up on the bed. She saw Monty sitting on the other side of the bed and shook her head at him, signaling him to stay quiet. "You really missed your Daddy, didn't you Marta?" She said softly as she lay out over her, pressing her body against her. "Oh god, I can't tell you how much, Sarah." Marta moaned as Sarah ran her tongue up over her neck, licking up droplets of water. "You don't have too. I can see it when you talk about him." She said as she moved down, running her tongue lightly over her breasts, then down over the smooth expanse of her stomach. "Can I eat your pussy, Marta? Your Daddy's going to be here soon. You want your pretty little pussy to be ready for him don't you?" "Mmmmmmm. You don't fool me, you horny bitch!" Marta laughed, as she stretched languidly, her eyes closed as she lay back, letting Sarah pleasure her. "You just like to eat my pussy!" "I do. It's such a pretty little pussy. I'm glad you let me shave it." She said as she laid out between her legs, spreading them wider as she brought her face down over the clean shaved lips of her pussy. "And it tastes so good! You're so spicy! I've never tasted a pussy like yours before!" Spreading the fleshy lips of her pussy with her fingers, Sarah blew a stream of cool air up and down the length of the pretty pink slit, making Marta giggle as her body shivered. "Oooooohhhh! That feels soooooo good!" Marta giggled as she squirmed under the gentle caress. She moaned as Sarah dragged her warm tongue slowly up the cream soaked pink cleft, sucking one puffy lip into her mouth for a moment, then moving over to dart her tongue up to the tight hole of her pussy quickly. She moved over, taking the other puffy pussylip between her lips, chewing on it lightly. "Oh god, Sarah!" Marta moaned as she writhed under her gentle caresses. "I'm so scared, baby! Do you think he'll come? Do you think he still wants me? It's been so long, I should have been nice to him. But I wanted you here with me. Do you...Oh god!" "Shut up." Sarah muttered into her pussy slit as she released her clit from between her teeth. She nipped at the tender little bud again, making her jerk, then kissed it lightly as she pulled back, looking over at Monty, raising one eyebrow at him. Monty nodded and moved over toward them slowly as Sarah drew back. "I need to go in the bathroom for a second, baby. Don't move, I'll be right back." She said softly. "Keep your eyes closed, and dream about your Daddy. Everything is going to be alright, baby." "Okay, but hurry! You have to get me ready for him!" Marta whispered, her eyes still closed, a contented smile on her face. Monty moved between his daughters legs as Sarah moved out of the way, looking at her as she moved across the bed. She was holding her fingers up, dropping them one at a time, as she smiled slyly at him. When she dropped the last finger, she nodded at him, and he pressed his lips to Marta's pussy, stifling a moan, not wanting to give himself away yet. He kissed her juicing pussy gently, then let his tongue slip out, swishing it slowly up and down the length of her drooling pussy slit. Marta purred, arching her pussy up at him, and he pressed his tongue into the tight opening of her cunt hole, running it in slow circles around the soft pink ring of flesh. His lips pressed harder to her juicing pussy slit as his slipped his tongue deeper into her creaming cunt channel, fucking it in and out as he sucked at the juice dripping hole. Sarah moved over beside her, running her hand lightly over her gently heaving tummy, then drew it up over the full, firm mound of her breast. Her fingers traced little circles around the bumpy ring of her areole as she leaned closer, whispering in her ear. "Mmmmm, that tongue feels so good in your little pussy, doesn't it baby girl." She moaned, her own tongue licking lightly around the shell of her ear. "Tell me how you're going to fuck your Daddy when he gets here. Are you just going to push me away, and let him climb on top of you so he can stick that big dick in your hot, juicy pussy?" Marta shook her head. "Never, I wouldn't do that, not to you, Sarah." She said, turning her head, her eyes opening. "Oh god baby, I love it when you get in my hea..." Her eyes went wide as she stared at Sarah, then looked down between her legs. She whimpered as she saw her Daddy stretched out between them, his mouth plastered to her creaming cunt hole as her ate her out. She looked back at Sarah, her eyes filling with tears. "It's time, baby girl." Sarah said as she kissed her lightly. "Your Daddy is here for you. It's time to let him fuck you. Are you ready? Do you want to feel his big dick sliding up i..." Marta threw her arms around her as she kissed her hungrily. "Oh god! I love you so much! No one has even been as good to me..." "Shhhhhh. I know, I know." Sarah said softly. She looked down at Monty. He was sucking his daughter's pussy eagerly, making loud slurping, snuffling noises as he sucked hungrily at her drooling cunt slit. She tapped him on the top of his head, and he looked up, his eyes glazed with lust. Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 03 "Do you have something for Marta, Monty? Something that she's going to like?" She asked him, then watched as he got up on his knees between her legs, moving up till his enormous cock jutted out over her. "Holy shit!" She said softly. "That fuckin' thing is...its..." "It's so beautiful." Marta moaned as she reached down, wrapping her hands around it, stroking them slowly up and down over the length of it. She looked down at him, her eyes glassy as she smiled up at him. "Are you going to put it in me now, Daddy?" She asked in a little girl's voice. Her legs opened wider as she pushed his cock down, rubbing the spongy knob up and down over the cleft of her cunt, then fitting it into the tight, wet hole. "Do you remember the first time Daddy? I asked you to fuck me for your birthday. I wanted to give you my cherry as your present!" "I remember, baby girl." He grunted as she wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him into her. "And you were just a baby girl then...but you're a woman now. A beautiful woman." Sarah looked at him as she heard a catch in his voice, and saw his face change as he looked down at his daughter under him. He started stroking, feeding his long, stiff cock into her slowly. They were both moaning as he fucked her slowly, laying down over her as she held her arms out to him. "Fuck me, Daddy. I want to feel you in me, I want you to cum in me." Marta whispered as she wrapped her arms and legs around him, humping her pussy up at him. She looked over at Sarah, a look of tormented anguish in her eyes as she writhed under him, whispering how much she loved him, and how much she missed him. Sarah stroked her hair and smiled at her, looking back at her questioningly. Marta shook her head, tears rolling slowly down her cheeks. Monty started fucking her faster, his hips pumping frantically as he stabbed his cock into her, He stiffened suddenly, and Marta gasped, clutching him tightly to her. "It's okay, Daddy. I want it. I want to feel yo..." "I...I'm sorry baby girl." He gasped, burying his face in her shoulder, his chest heaving as he emptied his balls into her. "I...it's just not..." "I know, Daddy. I feel it too." She said, stroking his hair as she clung to him. "I thought...I thou...we could...No! Please, Daddy!" She said as he pulled away from her and moved off the side of the bed. "Don't go, Daddy! I'll be good! Please? Oh god, please come back!" She threw herself into Sarah's arms, sobbing. Sarah held her as she watched him go out the door, never looking back. "What happened, baby girl? I thou..." "Don't call me that!" Marta screeched, pulling away from her. "Never again! Do you understand me?" She flung herself back into Sarah's arms, whimpering and crying as she held her tightly. "I'm so...sorry. I did...didn't mean it!" "Shhhhh...you be quiet now. I'm here, shhhhhh, everything is going to be okay, honey." She said as she rocked her gently in her arms. She held her as they lay together on the bed. She let her cry herself out, cradling her in her arms, whispering reassurances to her. Finally, Marta pulled away and looked up at her. "Yo...you really love me, don't you?" she asked, looking into her eyes. "Yes." Sarah said softly. "And I want you to lo..." "I do! Oh god, Sarah! I love you so much! What you did today! What you did for me! I'll never forget it." "I wanted to. I thought it would make you happy." Sarah said. "I know. I should have just let him fuck me downstairs." Marta said softly. "Maybe then it would have been like before...Oh god, Sarah! Will you help me wash him off me? I feel so dirty now! I never felt like this before. The way he looked at me!" "You're not his little girl anymore." Sarah said as she helped her off the bed and led her into the bathroom. "I heard it in his voice when he said, 'you're a woman now.' It's not your fault, Marta. You have to understand that." "I do." She said as they stepped into the shower. "Will you wash me? I need to feel you right now." * * * * * The house was empty when they came downstairs, but there was a note on the table in the foyer. Sarah handed Marta the note, watching her smile as she read it. "What did he say?" She asked. Marta handed her the note and took her hand, leading her into the kitchen. "I need a drink. Do you want to get drunk with me? We'll ju..." "No, the last thing you need is to get drunk. We can go out, get something to eat, maybe go to a movie?" She looked down at the note as Marta moved around the kitchen, making them drinks. Marta, I'm so sorry. I thought we could go back to like it was before, but we can't, too much time has passed. You've grown up into a beautiful woman, and you have someone that loves you now. Take care of her, and let her take care of you. This should help, there's more where that came from. Monty Under it, there was a list on names, followed by long strings of numbers. "That's actually very sweet." Sarah said as Marta handed her a glass. "What's he mean, there's more where that came from?" "Will you still love me if I have money?" Marta asked her as she took a sip from her drink. "I already have money, and it doesn't seem to bother you." Sarah laughed. "I don't mean a couple hundred thou in the bank, Sarah. I mean money." "I have a little more than that, sweetie." Sarah laughed. "George had half a dozen patents, and was selling his second company when he died." She smiled as she remembered the reading of the will. She looked over at Marta and grinned. "Did I tell you that he had a heart attack while he was fucking his secretary? I didn't contest the money he left her in his will. Hell, I gave her a million bucks myself, as a thank you gift!" "You didn't!" Marta laughed as she picked up the note and looked at the list of names. "There's about three hundred million here if I remember right. It looks like he kept the big ones for himself." "Yes, I did. She's really sweet. We still see each other occasionally, socially." Sarah said. "And if I sold the rights to the patents, I'd get about five times what you say is on that list. I've held onto them, because I want Brad to have something when he goes out on his own. Plus we get a steady income from the licensing fees." "Wow! I had no idea. You don't act like the big money type. You're so natural, and down to earth. How do you do it?" Marta asked. "You grow up poor, marry a guy with common sense and good business instincts, and the rest just happens." Sarah said as she drained her glass, holding it out for a refill. "One more, then we go get something to eat...deal?" "Deal...so it wouldn't bother you if I kept the money? You know its stolen. I told you why he went to jail." Marta said as she made them both another drink. "Keep it, burn that list, it's up to you." Sarah said. "You already have money, Marta. That's a Steerman Allen clock in the living room, three hundred grand at auction. The Chippendale desk in your bedroom, eight hundred grand. You've got three or four million dollars worth of antiques in a house you probably paid three hundred grand for. And I hope to god you have it all insured!" "Sixty-three five for the house. It was a foreclosure." Marta laughed as she handed Sarah her drink. "And it's good to hear that you know your antiques." She paused, and her eyes went wide. "Wait a minute! Don't you dare tell me that those three Degas's in the hall are..." "Real? Sure. Antiques and art are two of the best ways to hide money that there are." Sarah laughed. "I like my little house, it's comfortable. It's big enough for me and Brad, and he grew up there. I don't really need much more." She reached over and took Marta's hand. "There are more important things than money you know." * * * * * "You're gonna love this place." Sarah said as she whipped her little Porsche across three lanes of traffic and screeched to a halt in a parking space in front of a nondescript little restaurant. "They serve the best mexican in three states!" "Jezzus! Where did you learn to drive?" Marta gasped as she pried her fingers off the handgrip in front of her. "Watkins Glen. That's in New York. I was a pit girl before I got married." Sarah said as she got out and came around the car. "The owners used to let me take the cars around the track if I fucked them. Now let me tell you, that's fun!" Marta got out of the car, her knees shaking from the adrenalin surging through her. "Goddamn Sarah! How about a little warning before you take me out to play DeathRace! Fuck! I thought we were dead at least twice!" "Oh, come on! Don't be such a wuss!" Sarah laughed as she took her hand and led her inside. "I wasn't going that fast, and I never even got close to another car. You were perfectly safe, I promise." "You were doing one forty, for god's sake! And I almost shit when you went under that trailer!" Marta said as the hostess led them to a table. "Sarah? Sarah West you sexy bitch! Come over here and give me a hug!" An attractive brunette in tight jeans and a long sleeved black T-shirt was standing up next to a table across the room, waving them over. "Tracy!" Sarah smiled as she started across the room, pulling Marta along behind her. "Tracy, you beautiful slut! Where have you been hiding?" Sarah laughed as she hugged her warmly. "You just dropped out of sight, and no one has heard from you for weeks!" "I've been sticking close to home lately." Tracy said, a sly smile on her face. She looked down, noticing Sarah and Marta holding hands. "This is new. Who's your friend?" "This is my girlfriend, Marta Mathers." She turned to Marta. "Marta, this is my friend Tracy Harris. Her son Kyle used to go to school with Brad. Kyle plays football for Big State now." "Kyle Harris, the linebacker? He's your son?" Marta said, looking Tracy up and down. "Oh my god! He is sooooo hot! I mean...oh shit! I can't believe I just said that!" "It's okay, sweetie!" Tracy laughed, reaching over and hugging her. "You're pretty hot yourself." She said softly, then laughed as she stepped back. "All the girls, and half the woman in town want a piece of him!" "I know I do." The little redhead sitting at the table muttered. "As often as I can get it." "You have to join us! We just got here." She said as she pulled chairs over for them. "We already ordered a pitcher." "Oh, these are my friends, Lois Parker," She pointed to the petite redhead in a sheer white sundress, then waved toward a large woman sitting next to Lois. "And Susan Wilson, her boys Tim and Tom are transferring to Big State this fall. They were going to Duke, but wanted to be closer to home. Big State can use them too. We just had to get out of the house so we could get some rest." All three women laughed, and Tracy grinned at them. "We were plotting our next party." "Wilson, Wilson...I know that name too." Marta said under her breath. She looked up suddenly. "You don't mean Timmy and Tommy Wilson do you? The Aquamen?" Susan nodded, smiling proudly that her boys were known for their talents in the pool. "Holy shit! What is this, the stud mother's club?" Marta looked at Lois. "What sport does your son play, Lois?" she asked politely. "Oh, Phil doesn't play any organized sports." Lois said, then grinned at Marta. "But he's a world class muff diver. Just ask Tracy!" "Goddamn it Lois, can't you keep your fucking mouth shut for five minutes?" Tracy laughed. "Only if there's a dick in it." Lois giggled "Well, she's right, Tracy." Susan said as she took a sip of her drink. "That boy was blessed with a tongue made to give women pleasure. I've been trying to get Timmy and Tommy to talk to him, but it's not doing any good. They just get down there and flail away! It's very frustrating!" "Wow!" Sarah laughed as she looked at the three women. "Just how many pitchers have you had?" "Oh, this is the first." Tracy chuckled. "You should hear them when they get drunk!" "Well, since we're on the subject." Marta said lightly. "We have some really huge toys that we like to play with. I like the fourteen inch strap-on the best. And I bet we could give all your boys lessons in eating pussy." "Did you say fourteen inches?" Lois asked, sliding her chair closer. "And nobody eats pussy better than my Phil! He'll have you screaming for mercy while you beg for more!" "Mmmmmmm. I'd like to meet him sometime." Marta laughed. She looked Lois up and down appraisingly, then looked over at Sarah. "Can we take her home with us? I like her!" "Kyle might not like that, Marta." Tracy laughed. She looked over at Sarah. "So what's Brad up to these days, Sarah?" "Thirteen and a half inches." Sarah said lightly, then leaned over and kissed Marta. She pushed her hand under her tight tanktop, squeezing her breast as they sucked face hungrily. She pulled back and grinned at Tracy. "We use the strap-on when he's not home, or can't get it up anymore." "Oh my, I think we need to add you to the guest list of our next party!" Tracy turned and looked at Lois and Susan. "What do you think girls?" "I don't think I could take one that big." Susan said. "Phil and Kyle hurt me sometimes. I'm just glad that Phil likes titty fucking so much more than the regular way!" "Bring him on!" Lois grinned. "My little squeeze box ain't met a meat stick she can't swallow yet!" Sarah and Marta looked at each other, then burst out laughing. "Oh my god! This is incredible." Sarah laughed. "I thought...I never would have imagi..." "Yeah, it boggles the mind, don't it?" Tracy said as she waved the waitress over. "Could we get another pitcher, maybe a couple orders of queso, and some more chips and salsa? And can you keep this section clear for me and my friends? We're having a little party, and don't want...you know, to disturb anyone else." "I don't know if I can do that, maam." The girl said. "We get busy this time of day sometimes." Sarah reached in her pocket and pulled out a roll of bills. she peeled off three hundreds, handing them to the girl. "Will this cover it?" She asked. "Yes maam! I'll be right back with your order!" "Thanks, sweetie. I'll cover the rest." Tracy said, looking at Sarah. "So how long have you and Brad been doing it? And when did you two hook up? You look good together by the way." "Thank you." Sarah smiled. "I think we look good together too. And just this week, on both. It all just happened so fast!" "It usually does." Tracy laughed. "Kyle came in my room one night, and I was laying on his back, I've been doing it for years. It just feels so good, ya know? The next thing I know, I'm jilling off on his ass, and he caught me. I was flabbergasted when he rolled over and told me to keep doing it. On his dick! I never gave it a second thought, and haven't looked back since!" "Tell them what happened to you, baby." Marta said, squirming in her chair. "God, that was so hot! I'll never forget that night!" "You were there?" Lois asked, leaning forward, her eyes wide. "Uh huh." Marta nodded. She looked at Sarah. "Can I tell them, Please?" "Like I could stop you!" Sarah laughed. "But you're going to have to be really, really nice to me later!" "Like I'm not all the time. Anyway." Marta said, talking directly to Lois. "Me and my friends Judy and Beth are sitting in the Mega-Mart parking lot when this little convertible pulls in next to us. I can't believe it when the guy pulls his pants down and whips out this huge fucking log, grabs the hot chick he's with and pushes her face down on it! Fuck! It was so hot! I'm staring out the window, and he hears me roll it down, and looks over at me." She took a sip of her drink before she continued. "I asked him if she'd mind sharing, and he gives me his address...then tells me to talk dirty to him! By this time, Beth comes up and is watching too, Judy was still getting dressed in the back of the van." She stopped and took another sip of her drink. "I'm tellin' him to do all kinds of nasty shit, cum in her mouth, shoot off on her face, and I can see that he's gonna bust his nut any second, so I get out and start talkin' right in his ear. He started to cum, and shoved his fucking cock down her throat. Well, that shit wasn't gonna work, cuz I wanted see him cum all over her hot little slut face." "Oh my god!" A voice said behind her, and she turned grinning at the waitress. "Oh, hi honey. You can just sit that down anywhere, we can get it." She turned back to Lois as the girl hurried away from the table. "Let me taste them." She said. "Wh...what?" Lois gasped, her chest heaving as she panted for breath. Her nipples were poking out through the thin material of her dress, and Marta's mouth watered as she looked at her. "Your fingers. Stick 'em in and get 'em real wet, then gimme a taste." Marta said, grinning at her. "Unless you don't want to hear the rest of it." Lois squirmed in her chair, then looked around quickly. She brought her hand up over the edge of the table, and Marta laughed when she saw that two fingers were soaked to the knuckle, and her whole hand had pussy juice all over it. Lois held it out to her, and Marta sucked one of her fingers into her mouth, rolling her eyes up in her head, moaning loudly as she fucked it in and out of her mouth. "Oh shit, Sarah! You gotta taste this!" She held Lois's hand over so Sarah could reach it, watching as she opened her mouth and sucked the other finger into her mouth, licking it clean eagerly. "Oh god! You're right, Marta. That is one tasty pussy!" She panted, then leaned over and whispered in her ear. Marta nodded, and Sarah turned back to Lois. "Is there a bathroom around here, Lois? I think the booze is getting to me. Would you shows us where it is?" "Don't even think about it." Tracy laughed, looking at Marta as she pushed Lois back into her chair. "I want to hear the rest of your story. You can taste her tuna taco later." "Bitch." Lois pouted, slouching down in her chair. "Slut." Tracy replied, reaching over and pinching her nipple between her fingers. She squeezed it as hard as she could, making Lois shiver, then groan as she came. "Now be good." Tracy told her as she released her nipple and turned to Marta. "You were saying?" "Oh yeah!" Marta said, leaning forward, her voice husky as she stared into Lois' eyes. "I pulled her head up, and she started rubbing that huge fucking cock all over her face. There was cum shooting everywhere, and I just couldn't resist anymore. I pushed her out of the way and got my mouth of that fat fucker, and started sucking on it like there was no tomorrow." She leaned closer, her face inches from Lois'. "I swear to god, Lois. I couldn't swallow fast enough, and his cum just kept shooting out. I pulled up, jerking him off and reaching for her, and she was gone! Judy and Beth were taking her around the back of the car, so I said, what the fuck, why not? So I went back down on him and sucked on him for another minute or so, then got him out of the car and pushed him into the van." She leaned closer, raising up out of her seat. "Kiss me." She said softly. Lois was out of her chair in a flash, pressing her lips to Marta's hungrily, her tongue dancing with hers as they kissed hungrily. "Oh god, I want to fuck you so bad right now." She panted into her mouth. "I know." Marta smiled as she sat down and took another sip of her drink. "By the time I got him in the van, Beth had Sarah's pants down and was fingerfucking her, and Judy had her face plastered in her hot little pussy, and was already cumming! I got him in and got the door closed, then started sucking his dick again, just to make sure it was gonna stay hard." She stared at Lois as she said, "I suck a mean dick, but I could only get the top third in my mouth, its that fucking thick!" She sat back, looking around the table. Tracy and Susan were leaning forward listening eagerly, and Sarah sat spellbound as Marta recounted their adventure. Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 03 "I don't remember any of this." Sarah laughed. "Well, I remember jilling off at one sixty on the freeway, then sucking his dick, then it kind of gets blurry after that." "Yeah, you were kinda out of it. But you perked up real quick when he stuck that big ol' dick in you!" Marta laughed. "Beth dropped down and gets under Sarah here, and she spreads her pussy open while I line him up and start feeding it in. I'm kneeling behind him, talking all nasty in his ear, and Beth is under her, calling out how deep it is. I can't remember what he said, but it pissed me off, so I gave his balls a squeeze, real hard like." She shook her head at the memory. "His ass shot forward, and he buried that huge fucking tool in her to the balls!" "I remember that part!" Sarah laughed. "I bet you do. So do the people in five counties that heard you scream!" Marta laughed. "By that time, Judy had passed out, she had pulled a double shift that day. And this one only lasted a couple minutes with him really fucking her before she passes out, So I pull him out and get him over on top of me so I can ride the lightening!" "Oh...my...gawd, Lois!" She grinned, enjoying what her story was doing to the little redhead. "When he stuck that honkin' hunka horsecock in me, I thought I was gonna die and go to heaven right then and there! But then he started fucking me!" "I remember this part!" Sarah giggled, taking up the narrative. "I woke up, and my pussy hurt soooo good! And it just kept getting better. I was trying to figure out where the pussy in my face came from, then I looked between my legs, and there was another girl eating me out. God can that girl eat pussy!" "She sucks a mean dick too. I thought I was good, but I got nuthin' on her!" Marta said softly. "We don't have to go into that." Sarah said, then turned back to the other women. "All of a sudden, there's this banging on the side of the van, then this light is shining in the window! It was a security guard, and he was saying that he was gonna call the cops. I damn near jumped outta my skin, and rolled off Beth, pulling my pants up. Beth got up and got in the drivers seat, and I jumped out and got in my car. This one," She said jerking her thumb at Marta, "Didn't bat an eye, she just kept fucking the shit outta Brad!" "I couldn't help it!" Marta giggled. "That big ol' dick just felt so good pounding into my poor little pussy! I just couldn't let him stop!" "Well, we hauled ass outta there, and Beth followed me to my house, and when we get in the garage, and I open the van door, she squirts all over me! I thought she was pissing at first! But Brad was still slamming his cock into her like the sun wasn't gonna come up in the morning, and wasn't showing any signs of slowing down anytime soon!" She took a drink, and grinned over at Marta. "Me and Beth finally manage to pry him off of her, and get him in the house, and I help Beth get it in her...that was a big mistake!" "She fucked him eleven times!" Marta said. "She sucked him off the last time while we watched." "Yeah." Sarah said, pinching her leg. "I thought I said we didn't need to talk about that part." "I think I have to go home." Susan said, looking around for her purse. "I really hope the boys are home. I don't know what I'm going to..." "Sit down Susan, I think you need to calm down a little before you try to drive, don't you?" Tracy asked her, trying not to laugh. "My pants are wet, Tracy! It looks like I pee'd all over myself!" Susan said quietly. "So are mine, sweetie. Lois' would be too, if she ever wore any!" Tracy laughed. "Let's just sit for a little bit, maybe change the subject, and order some food." "I wanna hear about the strap-on! Is it really fourteen inches long?" Lois asked Marta. "Yeah, but she's got this double dildo, that monster is over two feet long, and its got handles and shit on it. And instead a head, there's a fist on each end!" Marta said, her voice rising as she warmed to her subject. "So when you're riding it, you can push it back and forth, or if you get it all the way in, the handle rubs on your clit." "Excuse me, uh...ladies. Can you keep your voices down? Some of the other customers are complaining about your...uh, subject." It was the manager, he was standing behind Sarah, holding a menu in front of him. "I'm sorry, we'll keep it down." Tracy said. "Could you ask the waitress to come back. I think we'd like to order some food." "I think he has a hard-on." Lois said. "That's why he's holding the menu like that." Marta turned in her chair, her arm brushing the edge of the menu as she did. The manager backed up, and before he could speak, Sarah said, "If you're thinking about throwing us out, I want my three hundred dollars back. If you can't assure us a little privacy, you shouldn't have taken the money. Now send the waitress back to take our order, or bring my money back. I don't care which." He stared at her for a moment, then turned and walked away. A moment later the waitress came back to their table. * * * * * "That was trippy!" Marta laughed as she leaned back in her seat. She looked over at Sarah. "Are you gonna drive fast again?" "Depends on what you mean by fast." Sarah laughed as she squealed out of the parking space, spun the wheel and jerked the gear shift lever into first, then peeled out of the parking lot, cutting off a delivery van. "I can take it slow on the way home if you want." She said as she looked over at Marta. "Don't worry about it." Marta gasped, her face white as she looked in the rearview mirror. "I already shit my pants. Did you have to do that?" "Do what?" Sarah asked as she wove the little car in and out of traffic. "Damn, I wish these people would learn how to drive!" She said as she turned onto the freeway. She looked over at Marta. "That little redhead Lois is a hottie, isn't she?" "Shit yeah!" Marta laughed. "We traded phone numbers, I gave her yours too. She said she wanted to try your strap-on if she can." "Our strap-on." Sarah laughed. "It just ain't the same if you're not on the other end of it girlfriend! So you wanna go home and fuck? Or maybe call her, and see what kind of trouble we can get into?" "Would you mind? If I called her, I mean?" Marta asked. "She looked like she'd be a lot of fun!" "I just told you to didn't I?" Sarah laughed as she whipped around a semi and slammed on the brakes. "Shit! It was clear a second ago!" "Oh god Sarah, please! I'll give you a million dollars if you'll just slow the fuck down, okay?" "Don't need it, Hang on a sec..." She pulled the car over onto the shoulder and shot around a line of cars, then pulled back onto the freeway sharply, flooring the gas. Sirens went off behind them, and Sarah cursed under her breath as she looked in the rearview mirror. "Get a good grip on something, baby." She said, then hit the brakes, downshifted, and pulled the car off onto the next exit. The little car slid around the curving ramp as Sarah fought it for control, then shot out into traffic. They flew under the overpass and went back up the on-ramp going the other direction. "You called her yet?" She asked, glancing over at Marta as she pulled off on the first exit they came too and came to a stop at the light at the bottom. "Marta? Did you call her yet, honey? Hey, are you okay over there?" When the light changed, she pulled out and turned into a shopping center parking lot, pulling in between two SUV's. "I...I think I...You bitch!" Marta shouted at her as she turned in her seat, her face red with anger. "I pee'd my fucking pants because you wanna play Speed Racer! Happy now? Huh, are you happy that you got me to pee on myself?" Sarah laughed as she reached over and stuck her hand between her legs. "Damn, you really cut loose, didn't you?" She said as she raised her fingers to her nose and sniffed cautiously, then more deeply. "I hate to break it to you, honey. But you didn't pee, you came." She said as she held her hand under Marta's nose. "That's pussy juice if I ever smelled it!" Marta sniffed her fingers, her eyes going wide as she caught the rich scent of her own pussy on Sarah's fingers. "Are you fucking kidding me? It felt like I was peeing! I swear to god!" "So are you going to keep whining? Or admit that you really like getting the shit scared out of you?" Sarah laughed as she put the top up, then stepped out of the car. "Come on, we need to take a walk. It'll be a few minutes before we can get back on the road. Just in case, you know? I doubt they got the tag number, but ya never know." "I can't walk around like this, Sarah! Look at me for god's sake!" Marta said as she got out of the car. The crotch of her jeans was wet halfway down her thighs. "Got it covered." Sarah said as she opened the trunk and opened a small suitcase. She pulled out a loose, knee length skirt and tossed it to her. "Put that on, then take your jeans off. It'll look good with that tank." Marta pulled the skirt on, then shimmied her jeans and panties down, rolled them up and tossed them in the trunk. She gave Sarah a questioning look as she took her hand and they walked toward the shops. "So. You always carry an overnight bag with you?" She asked lightly. "It's not an overnight bag. It's an emergency change kit." Sarah laughed. "I got hit by a water balloon once, and had to turn around and go home to change. I was late for a big party George was having, and it almost cost him a client. It was his idea to keep the bag in the trunk after that. It's come in handy a few other times since." "He sounds like he was a smart guy." Marta said. "I wish Daddy had gone that way, instead of what he did. Maybe my mom might have stuck around." "Let's go in here...I like this shop." Sarah said as she led Marta into a little boutique. She walked over to a rack, grabbed a pair of slacks, and headed for the back of the store. "I'm gonna try these on real quick." She called to the clerk, holding the slacks up. The clerk nodded, not even looking up from her magazine. "I don't think those are...hey!" Marta said as Sarah pushed her into the changing room, locking the door behind them. "Shhhhhh! We only have a couple minutes before she comes back and checks on us." Sarah grinned as she sat on the bench and pulled Marta closer to her. She ran her hands up the backs of her legs, lifting her skirt as she cupped the firm round cheeks of her ass, squeezing them lightly. "Lift your skirt up...come on! We don't have much time!" Marta grinned down at her as she lifted the front of her skirt, then put her foot up on the bench next to Sarah. "Damn, baby...you're fucking dripping." Sarah giggled as she pressed her mouth to Marta's sopping wet pussy, running her tongue eagerly up and down the juice slickened slit. "Mmmmmmm! I love the way you taste!" "What do you expect after lunch with the incest mother's club!" Marta panted, tucking the hem of her skirt into the waistband then putting both hands on Sarah's head, guiding her as she humped her pussy into her face. "Oooooohhhh, yeah! Right there! Lick my clit, Sarah!" She moaned as she ground her cunt against her mouth. "I'm really close! I think I can..." "Aright! I know what you're doing in there!" The clerk said, rattling the door. "And I recognized you too lady! You left a two hundred dollar pair of jeans soaked with pussy juice in there last time you were here!" She rattled to door again. "Now you get your asses out here! I want in on this!" "B...be rig...right with you!" Marta panted as Sarah ate her hungrily. "I on...only need a min...minute!" "I already locked the front door, so no one is going to come in! Now open the fucking door!" The clerk said. A moment later, a pair of panties came flying over the top of the door and landed on Marta's shoulder. Marta picked them up, gasping when she felt how wet the crotch was. She held them to her face, inhaling the girl's scent from her sodden panties. "Oh shit, Sarah! Check this out." She said as she held the panties under her nose with one hand, reaching back and unlocking the door with the other. "Oh my god! That smells incred..." her eyes went wide as the door opened and the clerk stepped in behind Marta. She was a tiny little thing, barely five feet tall with close cropped black hair spiked up in a short mohawk. Her tits made little bumps under her tight top, and they could see her nipples poking out through the thin material. She was naked from the waist down, and her pussy was shaved bare. "Oh my god! Aren't you precious!" Marta gasped. She stepped away from Sarah and dropped to her knees, reaching for her. "Huh uh! Not in here." The girl said, stepping back through the door of the changing room. "Let's go in the back. I have a pallet of old clothes we can get comfortable on, and there's no cameras back there." "Cameras?" Sarah gasped. "Yup. We just had them put in a couple weeks ago." The girl said as she pointed up in one corner. "I'll replace the disk before I leave tonight, my boyfriend will want to see it! There was a couple other girls in here earlier, and they got really nasty! Come on, I've been horny as shit since they left!" "I'm Pia, I own this shop." She said as she led them through a door next to the changing rooms, then around a corner. She flopped down on a pile of clothes, spreading her legs as she grinned up at them. "So, anybody hungry?" Sarah and Marta looked at each other, then Marta pushed Sarah aside and dove on the little vixen. "Glad to eat you Pia, I'm Marta." She said as she dropped to her knees on the pallet and plastered her mouth on the girl's juicy looking pussy. She moaned with delight as her tongue lashed up and down the cream soak crease of her pretty little cunt, then began sucking hungrily. "I'm Sarah, and I wish I had known you were this friendly earlier!" Sarah laughed as she knelt down next to her and pushed up her top. "Oh my god, look at these pretty little titties! They're so cute!" She leaned closer, sucking one of her stiff nipples into her mouth, then moved quickly over to the other one. "Oh shit! Suck on my clit! And stick your fingers in me!" She grunted as she humped her pussy up at Marta's mouth. "I need to get fucked! And my boyfriend has to work late tonight. Oh shit! Please! Fuck meeeeeeee!" Marta moved her mouth up, sucking Pia's clit between her lips. She pulled back, staring in amazement between her legs. "Holy shit!" She gasped as she slid two fingers into the girl's pussy. "Come look at this Sarah! Her fucking clit is huge!" She started pumping her fingers in and out, and added a another one, plunging them deep into the writhing girl, twisting them back and forth slowly. Sarah looked down, then moved closer. Reaching out and taking Pia's clit between her fingers, she started jacking it off like a tiny cock. Her clit stuck out over two inches, and was almost an inch across. Pia writhed and squirmed as they played with her, panting and moaning loudly. "Stick another finger in!" She grunted, pumping her pussy down at Marta's hand. "Oh shit, keep jerking on my clit like that! That's fucking perfect!" she gasped. Marta looked up at her, moving her fingers faster in her sopping wet hole. "I've already got three in there, honey. I don't want to hurt you." "Do it! My boyfriend is hung like an fucking elephant! He has to fist me before he can get his cock in!" She groaned as she hitched her ass closer to Marta, trying to get more of her fingers in her juice soaked cunt channel. "Really? I'd like to meet him!" Marta laughed as she put her little finger in the girls stretched out pussy hole, working it back and forth as she pressed it deeper into her hot little hole. "I don't mind. I can only do him three or four times a week, and I like to watch him fuck other girls!" Pia grunted as she arched her back, her ass lifting up off the pallet. "Stick your fist in, baby! Please? I'm getting close! I just need a li...little more!" Marta looked up at Sarah, and saw her staring between the girl's legs, her fingers pumping steadily on her enormous clit. Folding her thumb across the palm of her hand, she pressed it slowly forward, turning it from side to side as she pumped it in and out. "Oh yeah, give it to me, Bobby!" Pia purred, going off in her own little world. "Oh god, I love your big fucking cock so much. Oh god! It hurts so gooooooooddd!!" Sarah watched wide eyed as her pussy sucked Marta's hand inside, the puffy red lips closing around her wrist. "Oh shit! That is so hot!" she panted, her fingers flying over her clit. She had lost her jeans somewhere along the way, and now thick strings of girl cum poured down her legs. "I don't fucking believe this." She muttered as she looked up at Pia's face. The girl had her eyes squeezed shut, and her teeth were clenched as she rocked her head back and forth. Sarah would have sworn that she was in agony, if it wasn't obvious that she was participating willingly. Her hips were working wildly as she ground her crotch up at Marta's fist. She leaned closer, almost touching her lips to her ear as she tried to hear what Pia was saying. "She wants you to do it faster." She said unbelievingly to Marta. "Fuck! where's she putting it all? I can't believe you got your fucking fist in there to begin with!" Marta pushed her hand out of the way and sucked Pia's clit into her mouth, closing her lips around it, sucking on it like it was a small cock. The girls pussy fluttered and spasmed around her hand, and she started pumping it in and out faster as she sucked harder on her clit. Sarah looked down at them, then threw her leg across Pia, straddling her head as she dropped her own sopping wet cunt down onto her face. "Eat me you little slut! You got me all hot and bothered, now make me cum you little cunt!" She gasped as Pia's tongue wriggled up into the tight hole of her pussy and started snaking deeper inside. Her lips sucked hungrily at her pussy hole as she fucked her tongue frantically in and out. Sarah groaned, throwing her head back as she started to cum almost immediately. She shuddered, and hot girl cum poured from her spasming hole. Pia licked and sucked eagerly, swallowing as fast as she could, her head rocking back and forth wildly as she started to cum from Marta's fist fucking. "Fuck me, you beautiful bitch!" She screamed into Sarah's pussy, her tongue never stopping its tireless stroking. "Suck my baby cock! Eat it. you know you love it you...Ungh! Nnnnnggggghhhhhhnnnn!" She stiffened, and Sarah pulled back quickly as she felt her teeth closing on her pussylip. She climbed off, kneeling beside the writhing girl, then plastered her mouth onto her tiny titty, nipping, then biting roughly on her rock hard nipples. Pia screamed, her body arching higher off the pallet as pussy juice sprayed from her spasming cunt hole drenching Marta's face, running down her chest to soak her shirt. Spurt after spurt of hot liquid spewed from her cumming cunt hole, and Marta pounded her fist in and out mercilessly, her hand making loud slurping and sloshing noises. She sucked on her clit hungrily, forgetting in the heat of the moment that it wasn't really a cock in her mouth. Marta got her free hand under Pia's ass, holding her up as she fucked her fist in and out of her tight, sucking pussy tunnel. Her lips worked around the length of her clit rod, and she nipped at it with her teeth as she sucked it in and out of her mouth. "Cum in my mouth!" She muttered around her huge clit. "Shoot your hot cum in my mouth! Oh shit, you taste so fucking good!" Pia was shrieking nonstop, an ear piercing scream that went on and on, increasing in volume as it went up in pitch. She sucked in a huge breath, then screamed again. "Bbbbooooobbbbbbbbyyyyyy!!" "Pia! Are you back there Pia? Are you okay, sis?" A male voice called. "Why is the front door locked? Are you...Goddamn it Pia! We talked about this! You can't close the shop just because you want to fuck! How many times are...Fuck it. Ya know, I'm tired of talking about it." Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 03 A young man, not much more than a boy, judging by the size of him, had come into the backroom of the shop and was staring angrily at them. "Oh shit!" Sarah said as she raised up, looking at him. She pushed at Marta, trying to get her attention, but she wouldn't budge. She looked over at the boy, blushing furiously. "Oh god! I'm so sorry! We didn't mean to...I mean, we wanted to but...I..." "It's okay." He laughed as he came closer. "It's not your fault. I'm Bobby. I own this shop with my sister. It looks like you've already met her." "Yo...you're Bobby?" She said, her eyes running up and down over him. She stopped when she saw the bulge between his legs. "Oh my fucking god!" she said slowly. Then she shook Marta again. "Marta! Marta, you have to stop now, goddamn it!" She said as she shook her, her eyes never leaving his crotch. "We have company! Boy do we have company!" Pia was struggling to get up on her elbows, looking bleary eyed up at him. "Bobby! When did you get here baby?" She giggled as she put her hand on the back of Marta's head, rocking her pussy up at her. "I made some new friends!" "I can see that." He laughed. "Don't you think you should let your new friend, you know, like...maybe breath? She looks like she's about out of it." Sarah burst out laughing as she looked between them. "You're her brother? She said that you were..." She looked at the bulge between his legs again, then looked up at his face. "I thought that...she said..." "She said her boyfriend had to work late, and she couldn't wait that long? Yeah, she tells everyone that." "But you two...you, um..." "She wants to know if you really fuck." Marta said as she pulled mouth away from Pia's clit. She looked back over her shoulder at him as she kept pounding her fist in and out of Pia's pussy. "This is the elephant?" She laughed, looking down at her. Pia grinned, nodding her head as she reached down and grabbed her wrist, slowing her movements, guiding her to a stop. She fell back, panting for breath as Marta held her hand still inside her. "Um, Marta. I think you might want to take another look, honey." Sarah whispered huskily. She motioned for Bobby to move closer to her. Marta turned her head. "Sweet god in heaven!" She gasped when she saw the thick bulge stretching down his pants leg. His cock reached more than halfway to his knee. "Ca...can I touch it?" She asked softly. He took a step back, shaking his head. "I don't think Pia is done with you yet. You still have to get your hand out of there...I think you're gonna be a little while." "Can I touch it?" Sarah said, smiling up at him. "My son's cock is big, but damn! That thing is freekin'...I don't know, what's a good word? It's ginormous!" Bobby stepped closer to her, watching as she raised her hands. "Yo...you do it...you and your son? You..." Sarah nodded as she put her hand on the inside of his knee and slid it upward slowly. She groaned as she felt the thick head of his cock throb under her palm. She was panting heavily, leaning closer as her hand travelled slowly up the length of his incredible cockshaft. Marta was staring at her, her mouth watering as she watched Sarah caress the tremendous bulge his cock made in his pants. "Take it out." She whispered. Sarah looked at her, then looked up at Bobby. Her hands were moving toward his belt, and she frowned when shook his head and took a step back. "I can't. I have to open the shop back up. She's going to be useless for at least an hour." He said as he knelt next to Marta. "Here, let me help you." He said as he wrapped his hand around her wrist. "Pay attention, so you'll know what to do next time, okay?" Marta nodded, bringing her eyes down to Pia's fist filled pussy again. "Put your thumb under her clit, and push up on it, like this. Then lay the other fingers where her bush should be." He looked over at her. "With me so far?" Marta nodded, and he continued. "Twist your hand slowly, and I mean slow, her pussy can really clamp down on you sometimes. Pull it back as you twist, but push it back in every few seconds, that helps her relax, and you can pull it out easier. You want to watch her face, not her pussy. She may not be able to talk, so she won't be able to tell you if you're hurting her. Like you are now." He held her hand still, easing it back inside, holding it, then pulling it back out slowly. Marta looked up at her face, and saw a grimace being replaced by a look of utter bliss crossing Pia's face again as her brother worked her hand slowly out of her tightly clenched cunt hole. "Rub the underside of her clit gently. Just soft little touches, just enough to keep her excited. That's helps her lube up, so your hand doesn't stick." He moved his hand, and pulled hers over. "You do it now. Do it slow, and let her enjoy it. Take your time, and she'll love you forever." He stood up and moved to the door. "I have to open the shop. Stay with her. She needs to be cuddled after. I'll try to come back in a few minutes." He disappeared out the door, and a moment later, they heard the tinkling of a bell as the front door opened. Marta followed his instructions carefully, and it was almost five minutes before she finally got her hand out of Pia's pussy. She watched in amazement at as the little hole closed quickly. In less than a minute, it looked like she had never been touched. The inner lips were puffy and red, but her little pussy hole looked fresh and unused. Marta pressed two fingers back into the hot, wet opening, and was stunned when Pia squeezed her pussy muscles around them tightly. She looked up at her, noticing that Sarah was cradling her in her arms, whispering softly to her as she rubbed her pussy into her hip. Smiling up at them, she got up and went over to the sink in the corner and washed her hands and face, then went out into the shop. Bobby had a pile of clothes draped over his arm and was putting them back on the racks as she approached. "I told you..." He began. "Sarah is with her. She's going to be fine." Marta smiled. "I'm sorry, we didn't know. And thank you for the lessons. You learned that from experience, didn't you?" He nodded, smiling at her. Then his nose wrinkled up and he laughed. "Whew! We need to get you a change of clothes! That tanktop is soaked. She squirted on you, didn't she?" "Pissed pussy juice all over me is more like it!" Marta laughed. "I squirt sometimes, and so does Sarah, but not like that!" She looked him over, her eyes settling on his cock. "Do you cum like that?" "I guess you're going to have to wait to find out, aren't you!" He laughed. He went over and started going through a rack of blouses, pulling out a royal blue wraparound top, then went over to another rack and got a short, pleated black skirt. He brought them back over, holding them in front of her, then handed them to her. "Go put these on. The restroom is right over there. But rinse off first. Please!" "Subtle. I like that in a man." She laughed as she took the clothes and went into the bathroom. She stripped quickly, then wet some paper towels and cleaned herself as best she could. She dried with more paper towels, then pulled on the blouse and skirt. She rolled the tanktop up in her skirt, and went back out, looking for a mirror. Bobby came up behind her as she stepped in front of the mirror, putting his hands on her hips. "Here, turn around. You're not wearing that right." He opened the catch on the skirt, pulled the blouse out and wrapped it looser around her body, then tucked it in and fixed the skirt back. He stepped back and put his hands on his hips and twisted his shoulders. "Do this." he said as he stepped around her. His hands tugged at the blouse, pulling it open in the front so the insides of her tits showed, then stepped back. "Again." Marta repeated the movement, smiling as one breast almost slipped out. She started to adjust the blouse, but he stopped her. "I designed it to do that. It just looks like your tit is going to show." He grinned. "Gives your date something to look forward too!" He took a pair of scissors from his pocket and cut the tags off the clothes and slipped them into his pocket. "I already saw the prices. Let me go out to my car before we leave, and I'll pay you for them." She said as she looked at herself in the mirror. "Wow, you have excellent taste in clothes! This looks great on me! Did you say that you designed this?" "Yes. But it's my treat. You look fantastic in it, and it'll be good advertising." He said as he adjusted the waistband of the skirt. "That's from my Wanton Woman collection. The downtown store carries the full line. The southside store has our Goth Girl and Pouty Punks collections. We just carry a few of each here. This place is more mainstream, but it pays for all the rest." "I can see why you'd be upset that she closes it up early." Marta laughed. "It's not so bad. She's only done it a few times. But we have a sale running, and I saw four customers walk away." He shook his head. "Of course, when I open the door, no one comes in." Just then, the bell at the door tinkled, and Pia stuck her head out of the storeroom door. "Bobby? Can you bring me something to wear?" She called. "One of those little japanese schoolgirls outfits. You know the one, the short plaid skirt and the white button down shirt. And don't forget the kneesocks! And Sarah needs a pair of pants, or a skirt." "You get the clothes, I'll handle the customer." Marta said. as she walked toward the door. Bobby went and got the outfit Pia wanted off the rack, then took a few minutes going through clothes, trying to decide what to take Sarah. He finally decided on a soft white linen blouse and a tight, knee length red skirt. He grabbed a pair of stockings off the shelf and went back to the storeroom. "You need to hurry." He told Pia, as he handed her the clothes. "We're starting to get busy." Marta was talking to an older woman as he approached, and he stopped, pretending to look through a rack as he listened to her. "No! I think you'd look great in this!" She was saying. "I usually wear it with a garterbelt, and seamed stockings. And my fuck me pumps of course!" She laughed, and the woman laughed with her. "I think your husband...no you don't want to waste this on him. Your boyfriend! Now he's going to take one look at you, and you'll be on your back before you know it!" The woman laughed, whispering to Marta, and walked with her to the counter. "I'll have to check what we have in stock, but if you'd like, I can get your sizes, and we can deliver them to you. How many did you have in mind?" Pia came up and started to say something, but Bobby silenced her, pointing toward the counter. Marta was still speaking to the woman. "Now, we have this skirt in a flat front as well, and on you, a white blouse would look heavenly! That's the one you wear with hubby. He'll be buying you diamonds just to look at you!" She looked over her shoulder, then pointed as Sarah came out of the storeroom. "There's another outfit that you might want to think about." "Robert? Mrs. Martin would like to order a few outfits. Would you call the downtown store and find out when they can deliver them? The list is on the counter." "Yes, maam. Right away." He said, moving quickly to the counter and picking up the phone. Marta took the woman by the arm and led her to the back of the store. "This is Sarah, one of our models, only the best, don't you know. Now, she's wearing another outfit from our Wan..." Pia went up to the counter, listening as Bobby spoke rapidly into the phone. "You heard me." He was saying. "Six of the pleated thigh length, two black, two grey, and one each red and dark blue. Six of the Kinky wraparound, three royal blue, one each white, grey, and red." He paused, then added "Get three of the flat mid thigh in black ready too. I want all that ready to go out in an hour, we're going to deliver it. I'll let you know where. Good. Thanks." "What's going on?" Pia asked. "She's making us a fortune, that's what's going on. Oh shit, wait a minute." He looked back and saw Marta waving at him. He handed the pad to Pia and said, "Follow me, and don't talk." "Robert, I've been calling you." Marta said with an irritated expression on her face. "Oh Pia, I was wondering where you were. Turn around dear, I was just telling Mrs. Martin about this very outfit!" She put her hands on Pia's shoulders and turned her slowly. "Now this outfit is just made for petite girls like your daughter! It drives the boys wild. Look what this button down does for her little titties!" She turned her around and pushed down on her back, making her bend over, the short skirt rising up over her bottom. "Whoops! Look like Pia forgot her panties...naughty, naughty! Let's hope Sissy doesn't do that...too often!" She walked away with Mrs. Martin, both of them laughing. "She wants six of this skirt, three in black, three in the red. She also want eight of this blouse, four white, two black, and one each green and blue satin. I tol.." "That blouse doesn't come in green or blue satin." Bobby said. "It does now." Sarah said. "Call someone, and get it done. We can tell her they're on backorder or something. But we're going to sell them to her." "Yes maam." "Robert!" Marta called from the front of the store. "Why am I always waiting on you? Mrs. Martin has better things to do than stand around waiting on you all afternoon!" "That's quite all right dear." Mrs. Martin said as he hurried up to them. She looked him over hungrily. "Will Robert be delivering for me? I'd like to model some of them, and I wouldn't mind knowing what a handsome young man would say...or do, when he saw me in them." "Of course. But we also have a stabl...I mean, an equally well equipped staff that can fill all your needs." She took her by the elbow, talking quietly as she led her away. She turned and looked back over her shoulder. "Robert, speak to Sarah about the rest of Mrs. Martin's order, and don't make any plans for this evening." Bobby stared after her as she led the woman over to the counter. Pia went up, smiling brightly, holding a pad in front of them as she ran her finger down it. Mrs. Martin nodded, then shook her head, holding up four fingers. Pia nodded, and started punching numbers into the register. It took her over a minute to tally everything up, and she smiled politely at Mrs. Martin as she told her the total. She nodded and took a credit card out of her purse, and Pia ran it through the reader. She waited while the tape printed out, then held it out with a pen, and Mrs. Martin scribbled her signature on it. Marta took her hands and led her to the door, exchanging air kisses, then waving as she walked to her car. She watched as a driver got out and held the door for her, then waved again as the silver Rolls rolled past the shop slowly. She locked the door and leaned against it, then looked over at Pia. "How much did we get the old bitch for?" She asked. Bobby and Sarah had come up, and all three of them looked at Pia. "Almost nine thousand dollars!" Pia screamed, jumping up and down. She came running around the counter, throwing her arms around Marta. "Oh my god! I love you! I love you!" Bobby just stood there, a stunned expression on his face. Marta went over and hugged him, pushing his face into her tits. "I told her that you wouldn't be able to service her tonight, that you had another commitment." She said lightly. "Unless, of course, you'd like to make another twenty-five grand for fucking her...and her daughter. She wants a threesome." She pushed him away, holding him by his shoulders at arms length. "Please say no." Bobby shook his head, and she hugged him again. "Good, I told her that I have a mature gentleman with a knobby walking stick that would fill all their needs for as long as she wanted. Oh shit! He's gonna kill me!" "Oh no! You didn't! Not Monty!" Sarah screamed, tears of laughter running down her face. "Oh yes I did! Serves him right! Paybacks are bitch, baby!" Marta giggled. "Gimme a minute, I gotta call him." She stepped over to the counter, waving them away as she dialed the phone. "Hello, Monty? It's Marta. We need to talk hon..." * * * * * Sarah and Marta stayed at the shop for the rest of the afternoon. Apparently, Celia Martin had started calling all her friends as soon as her car had pulled away from the shop, because in less than half an hour, the little boutique was packed with middle-aged women. All of them just had to have something from the Wanton Woman collection, and all of them eyed Robert, the young assistant, hungrily. Marta and Sarah had been freely offering his services to make a sale, but would suddenly discover that Robert already had a previous commitment, but offered a substitute from their stable of delivery boys as they called it, with delivery dates stretching out into the following week. The ploy worked most of the time, but three women had insisted on personal fittings, and would not take no for an answer. Marta pulled Bobby aside and explained the situation, stressing that it would be good for the business. Then she told him that the asking price for a personal fitting was fifty thousand dollars, with a twenty-five thousand dollar minimum purchase. Robert took his first client into the storeroom with an arm load of clothes, and in within minutes, screams of passion were echoing through the store. The other customers politely ignored the noise, and discreetly looked away as Robert's first client staggered up to the register, handed Pia her credit card, and added a ten thousand dollar tip before she signed. Sarah announced that due to circumstances beyond their control, they wouldn't be able to accommodate any more personal fittings that day except the ones already scheduled. She also added that there was a minimum purchase of twenty-five thousand dollars needed to even request a personal fitting. She told the gathered women that their staff of male fitting clerks were only available on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and that private fitting spaces would be available the following week. The women who had already arranged fittings saw their standing go up among the women present, and Robert's second client made a point of being even louder, and more enthusiastically vocal when her turn in the storeroom came. His third client stumbled out of the storeroom after only a few minutes, her hand cupped under her crotch. She threw her credit card on the counter and staggered out the door. A moment later, her driver came in and signed the charge slip, after adding a fifty thousand dollar tip. When they closed the shop at six, the four of them fell exhausted into the chairs in the shoe department. "You came in that last one you little bastard! I told you not to do that!" Marta laughed. "Do you have any idea what a pint of what you just gave away goes for? Even with the extra fifty kay she threw on as a tip, we lost money!" "I couldn't help it! I kept seeing you, Sarah, and Pia, and the next thing I know, POW! I'm bustin' a nut in her." Bobby groaned. "God, I can't believe I fucked that ugly old bitch! I'm just glad she didn't want me to eat her out!" He shivered at the thought of it. "I need to call Tracy." Sarah said, looking over at Marta. "I wonder if her little club would be interested in farming out the boys for some extra pocket money. If they're hung like they said, we can charge by the inch." "Well, I think we need to ask Pia and Bobby what they think of having their boutique turned into an all male bordello." She said, looking over at them. "It's your business, and your lives. We were just in here having a good time today. You don't have to follow through on it if you don't want to." Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 03 "Including the, uh...personal fittings." Pia said giggled, opening her laptop and bringing up the days receipts. "Total sales were..." She paused dramatically, making them all lean forward in their chairs. "Five hundred and thirty-seven thousand dollars!" She screamed, leaning back in her chair, kicking her feet in the air happily. "Holy shit, I didn't think we moved that much!" Sarah gasped. "There's not that much stock in the store." Bobby said quietly. "What did you do Pia?" "I did what any good business woman would do! I made the price fit the demand!" She giggled. "And the more expensive our merchandise got, they more they wanted it! I couldn't believe it. I was cutting the tags off and ringing up three, four, five times what it said, and some of them went and got more! I couldn't believe it." "Call your friend." Bobby told Sarah. "We have until Monday before we have to worry about personal fittings. If they're not interested, we still have the weekend to stock this place with meat." He leaned back in his chair. "I have to call all our suppliers, and get them to ramp..." "What you have to do, is put a closed for renovations sign in the window, let me and Sarah take you two kids out to dinner, then back to our place where you can give us a proper thank you." Marta said as she stood up and walked over, stopping in front of Bobby. She pulled him up out of his chair, then pulled Pia up next to him, giggling at them as she hugged them. "You two are so cute! You're like a pair of little dolls! Can I keep you?" "Only if we can call you Momma!" Pia giggled. * * * * * The girls stayed in the clothes they had on, but they made Bobby put on one of the suits he had in the back. He told them that he was working on a young men's collection, for next year, and had made himself a few to wear around to see what kinds of reactions he got. Sarah called a car service and had a limo sent over. She called Brad and told him where her car was parked and asked him to come get it and take it home for her, and that she'd talk to him later. They went to one of the nicest restaurants in town, and Bobby and Pia were obviously uncomfortable even before they went in. Marta stopped them, leading them a little ways from the door, opening a button on Pia's blouse, and straightening Bobby's tie, loosening it a little. "You belong here." She told them. "You just made half a million dollars, and alot of the people you got it from are sitting in there wearing your clothes. Count them as we go in. Bobby, if you see any of the women you fucked, wave at them, and give them a big smile! I bet they come over and hug you." "This is your night." Sarah said, picking up the pep talk. "Bobby, you're walking in there with three beautiful woman that want to be with you. And it's going to be obvious to everyone that we're all going to fuck you when we get home. Every man in there is going to be jealous of you, and all the women are going to be thinking about you when they get fucked tonight." She turned to Pia. "Sweet Pia, you are the hottest little piece of ass this town has seen in a long time. Every guy in there is gonna think about you every time he jerks off from now on. And the women are going to hate you. You're a threat to them, but they'll see you with Bobby, and realize that they need you. And they'll kiss your ass till it hurts, just to get you to like them." Marta smiled at them as she took their hands in hers. "We can go to McDonald's, laugh and have a good time, then go home and have a really good time! Or we can go in there, and let these people see you for what you are. The next generation of power players making your way to the stage." She looked at them, waiting for them to answer. "Let's go eat dinner Momma Marta." Pia grinned. "Let's go say hello to our world!" Bobby said. * * * * * "I can't believe that you two are twenty-three!" Sarah said as she waved the waiter over and motioned for a refill on all their glasses. "I can buy that you're twins, but you look like little kids!" "I know. It's not so bad for Pia." Bobby said, as he looked around the room, just letting his eyes move. It looked like he was looking at Marta, across the table from him. "People don't take me seriously, that's why we started the first shop, so we could get my clothes out. We've been doing pretty well lately too." "Pia, turn a little to your left, sweetie." Marta said, keeping her voice low. "A little more. That's good. Now laugh and spread your legs, and leave them open." "He's looking." Sarah said. "I know, I'm watching him in my make-up mirror, and the wine holder." Marta said. She looked over at Pia. "Babydoll, two tables back, and one row over there's a man in a dark grey suit. Do you see him?" Pia nodded, laughing as she turned and looked at Sarah. Marta smiled, thinking that the girl was a natural at this game. "I want you to look up at him, keep it shy, give him an innocent little girl look, and spread your legs wider. Rock them open and closed, tease him a little." Pia took a bite of her pasta, smiling shyly and looking across the room, barely looking up from her plate. Her target knew that she was looking at him, and he smiled and nodded, tipping his wine glass toward her slightly. She slouched a little lower in her chair as her legs opened wider, and his face colored as his smile turned into a predatory smirk. "What are we doing?" Bobby asked as he cut a bite off his steak. His eyes swept the room, and he leaned back and laughed, leaning over to whisper in Marta's ear. "Why are you having her flash some guy? Are you trying to get us thrown out?" "Not at all. We're making connections." She laughed, taking a sip of her wine. Then she said quietly, "See the woman three tables over, one row behind Pia?" "I see that, But I don't understand why you think Moreland is a better location. I liked the Grant site. It would get more traffic." "Good boy." She laughed, tousling his hair. "The waiter is going to the table next to them. Get up, and go ask him where the restrooms are. Stand facing her, and put your dick right in her face. Go ahead, you're on." Bobby stood up, and walked casually across the room. He stopped the waiter, leaning close to speak quietly in his ear. He was standing next to an older woman sitting with a much younger man. The man was talking animatedly to the people across from him, and didn't notice that his partner was eyeing the young man standing in the aisle. Booby made it a point to walk passed her as he moved away, and she let her fingers drag across his leg, smiling up at him. Bobby smiled warmly at her, nodding as he went to the back of the restaurant. "Think that's enough for tonight?" Marta asked Sarah. "Or do we want to see who else we can reel in?" "We just landed two big ones." Sarah laughed, breaking open a roll and handing half to Pia. "Let's just enjoy the rest of our dinner and see what they do." "She's moving." Marta said. "And she's not wasting any time either. Damn, I wish I could have tal...Oh you beautiful boy." She whispered as she watched Bobby come out of the men's room, stopping to talk to the woman, taking her arm and moving her out of sight. "I think he's done this before. He's working her like a prize marlin that he wants stuffed and mounted." She laughed as she looked over at Sarah. "Except that she just wants to be mounted and stuffed!" "Who's the old perv that's looking at my pussy?" Pia said lightly, smiling as she clinked her glass with Marta's. "I think he can see that I'm getting wet. Can I play with him, Momma Marta? Please?" "Go for it, sweet Pia. That's the mayor's chief of staff. Can you tell that he likes 'em young? If he comes over, or tries to talk to you, tell him you're almost...fuck it, tell him whatever you want..." Marta laughed, looking up as Bobby came back to the table and sat down. She smiled as she hugged him, kissing his cheek lightly, then was blatantly obvious about putting her hand in his lap. "You did wonderfully, Robert. I'm so proud of you!" Marta laughed as she stroked his cock lightly. "You're hard already! That must be why all those women are staring at you like a guppy in a piranha tank!" "She wanted me to fuck her in the bathroom." Bobby laughed, turning her face toward him and kissing her lightly. She smiled and returned the kiss, letting her tongue brush across his lips before pushing him away. She glanced over at the woman he had spoken to at the rest rooms, and the woman raised her glass, nodding at her. Their waiter came over with a large bottle of champagne in a stand. "I don't think we..." Sarah said, looking up at him. "A gift, madam. For the young lady." He said, smiling down at Pia, his eyes flicking between her legs. He opened the bottle and poured for them, and discreetly slid a note across the table, leaving it under Pia's glass. "Thank you! I love champagne!" Pia gushed, jumping up and down happily in her seat. Her tiny titties jiggled, and her nipples poked out sharply against her tight shirt. Every male eye in the room was on her, and more than a few were rewarded with kicks, or pokes from their wives and dates. "Who's it from?" "I'm sorry. I wouldn't know, miss." He said, holding his arm down so the towel hanging from it covered his crotch. "An admirer I would assume. There appear to be many. I've had quite a few questions about all of you. You seem to have made an impression." "Is that so?" Sarah said lightly. "What kind of impression do you think we made?" "Enough of one that our guests are competing to cover your dinner this evening." He said with a smile. "And the manager has asked me to tell you that if you call ahead next time, he'll ensure that you get a much better table." "Thank him for us, and tell him that we'll do that." Marta said as she moved her hand over toward him, the edge of a bill peeking out. "And we'd like to thank you too..." "Phillip, madam." He said, stepping back from the table. "It's been my pleasure serving you this evening. Please, call me when you're ready for more wine." "Thank you, Phillip." Marta said, looking at his crotch, then smiling up at him. She lifted her eyebrows slightly as she said, "We're starting a new business, Phillip, a fashion house. We're looking for young men that fit a certain...standard, to fill the needs of our clients. They have to measure up, if you know what I mean." "I believe I do, madam." Phillip said, raising his hand to brush away an imaginary bit of lint from his shirt. All three women's eyes focused on his crotch, then returned to his face when he lowered the towel. "I think you have just what we're looking for, Phillip." Marta said lightly, licking her lips. "Pia, Sarah, what do you think?" "I think he'd fit in nicely, Momma Marta." Pia giggled. "And he's so handsome!" "I don't know." Sarah said, looking at him steadily. "I think we'll need to see how well he stands up during the audition. But I can think of several openings he'd fill quite well. Finding just the right position for him will be the tricky part." Bobby handed him a business card, smiling at him. "Give me a call tomorrow, and we'll arrange an interview. This is a daytime position, so you'll have your evenings free, unless you'd be interested in doing special deliveries occasionally." "Thank you, sir." The waiter said. "I'll call you, and we can talk about it." He handed Marta an envelope. "For the young gentleman, madam. I've been collecting them all evening." He stepped away from the table, going back toward the kitchen. Marta looked in the envelope. It was stuffed with slips of paper and business cards. She slid it over to Bobby, and he put it in his coat pocket without looking at it. He leaned over and kissed her cheek, whispering in her ear as his hand brushed over her breast. "Robert! Can't you wait till we get home, you naughty boy?" She laughed, raising her voice as she pushed his hand away. "Honestly! Sometimes it seems like all you think about is sex!" Sarah leaned over and buttoned the button that Pia had just opened on her blouse. "You don't have enough cleavage for that baby, spill some wine on your blouse, so those pretty nipples of yours show. Then we'll walk you by his table when we take you to the rest room." Pia picked up her champagne glass, and Sarah turned, bumping her arm. It looked like an accident when Pia emptied her glass down the front of her blouse. The thin material turned almost transparent, and Pia's little lemon drop titties, capped by small, stiff, cherry red nipples showed through clearly. "Oh! I am so sorry baby!" Sarah cried, getting to her feet. She helped Pia up, taking her arm as she led her across the room. "We need to see if we can get you cleaned up. Oh god! I am so clumsy sometimes!" They stopped next to the mayor's chief of staff's table, and Sarah looked around as she brushed at the front of Pia's blouse, her fingers caressing her nipples. "I don't think...excuse me sir. Can you tell me which way..." The man pointed the other direction, never taking his eyes of Pia's pretty little tits. He moved his napkin into his lap, but both Pia and Sarah had seen the hard-on stretching down the leg of his pants. Pia looked at him, running the tip of her tongue over her lips, then looked back over her shoulder at him as Sarah led her back across the restaurant by the longest route she could find. "You're going to explain all this later, right?" Bobby said as he watched Sarah weave Pia through the tables, showing her off to as many men as she could. "The perv Pia has been teasing is the most powerful man in town. He already owes me, but now we have his attention, because we have something that he wants." Marta said lightly, sipping her champagne, then refilling their glasses. "He doesn't want to be mayor, because he likes to work behind the scenes. It would be nice to have him in our pocket." "And her?" He asked, smiling at the woman he spoken to at the rest room. "What's her story?" "She's the chief of police's wife. The guy with her is her nephew. He's not going to last much longer. He's getting too old for her. I'm surprised he's lasted as long as he has." She looked at him as she clinked glasses with him. "Now do you understand? About making connections, I mean?" "So I should have done her when I had the chance." He said, shaking his head. "I'm sorry, didn..." "God no! Making her wait is the best thing you could have done." Marta told him. "Making her wait will make her hungry for you. You don't have to fuck her if you don't want to. But from what I've heard, she's a wild ride, kinda kinky, and she loves the young ones." "Would you excuse me for a minute." He said as he stood up. He looked over at the woman and smiled, then nodded to the rest rooms. He walked away, and a moment later, she got up and followed him. Several women stopped him as he made his way to the back of the room, and she got to the rest rooms before him. Marta sat looking around the room, and felt a touch on her shoulder. She turned, smiling when she saw the mayor's chief standing next to her. "Bill Harris! It's nice to see you again." She said, waving him into an empty chair. "I didn't know you were here! I would have come over and said hello if I had!" "Bullshit Marta. You knew, and you've been having that little minx tease me all night!" He grinned. "Thanks for that by the way. Who is she? An more importantly, how old is she?" "She's my niece, Pia. She staying with me now." Marta said, leaning closer. "And I did no such thing. She spotted you herself, and won't stop talking about how handsome you are. She said you remind her of her daddy." "Is she really?" He said lightly. "You know, I've been meaning to call you. I heard you were looking at a shopping center on the north side. I think I might be able to help with that." "That would be nice of you Bill. I'm thinking about buying another one too, for Pia and her brother, Robert. He's a fashion designer, and we're going to be bringing his new line out, launching from there if I can get it at a decent price." She told him in a conspiratorial whisper. "I think Pia would want to show her gratitude, if you could actually do anything that is." "Oh, that's not necessary. Let me see what I can do." He said as he stood up. "We're leaving, but you have my number, right? Call me Monday, and we'll talk." "Oh, I definitely have your number, Bill!" Marta laughed. "If you don't hear from me, drop by the house Tuesday. I'm going to be in and out, but Pia will be home all day. She doesn't know anyone in town yet, and I'm sure she'd love the company." "I might do that." He said, beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead. He was also breathing hard as he looked down at her. "Let's plan on that. I'd like to see your new house too." "That sounds like fun, Bill." Marta laughed. "I'll talk to Pia, and tell her to keep you entertained if I'm not home when you get there. I think I'll be out most of the morning." "I'll have to check my schedule. But let's do dinner soon, I'd like to meet this young designer too!" He walked away, joining his party as they headed for the door. Sarah and Pia came back to the table a moment later. Pia was wearing a waiter's jacket, but on her, it came down to her knees. She had the button buttoned, but the wide opening let the insides of her tiny titties show. When she sat down, it ballooned open, and her titties were on display for all to see. Sarah made her stand up, then smoothed the jacket under her so she was sitting on it. She looked over at Marta. "She did that on purpose. I told her to sit on it, but nooooooo!" She laughed. She looked toward the door. "Was that..." "Yeah. He came over as soon as he saw me sitting alone." Marta laughed, reaching over and filling her glass again. "It went a lot better than just a phone call would have done too." She looked over at Pia. "You have a date Tuesday, unofficial, of course. From the get your ass over here and fuck me looks you've been giving him, I take it that won't be a problem?" Pia grinned. "I want to fuck him Momma Marta. I got so hot teasing him! Now I want to do it some more!" Susan looked back over her shoulder, then back at Marta. "Did you know that Bobby is..." Marta nodded. "His idea. I told him the who and why, and he gave her a look and I haven't seen them since. "He's dry humping her in the cloak room." Susan said, looking back over her shoulder again. "I hope to god he doesn't leave with her. She was begging him to fuck her. He was standing up, when I first saw them. I think he..." "Here he comes now." Marta said as she watched him come over to the table. "Can we go home now?" Bobby asked quietly, taking Marta's hand and pulling her to her feet. "I really need to get out of here." "Why, honey? What's wrong?" She asked, looking at him closely. "Nothing's wrong, but if I don't fuck somebody soon, I'm gonna cum in my fucking pants!" He said as he waited for them to get up, then started pulling Marta toward the door. "We can't have that now, can we?" Marta laughed as she followed him. * * * * * "Come're ya big stud!" Marta laughed as the limo pulled away from the restaurant. She knelt on the floor in front of him, and pushed him back on the seat, her hands working at his belt and the zipper on his pants. "I've been hearing all about this big ol' cock of yours, and now I wanna see what all the fuss is about!" Pulling his pants open, she jerked them down over his hips and pushed them down around his knees. His cock sprang up, smacking her under the chin, then continuing up to slap against his stomach. "Fuck me!" Sarah gasped as she caught sight of it. "Huh uh, girlfriend! Me first, I did all the work getting it out!" Marta laughed as she wrapped both hands around his thick pink cockshaft. His cock was every bit as big as Monty's, fifteen inches of throbbing pink meat, but perfectly formed in every way. The knob was the size of a small apple, and the shaft thickened in the middle before tapering down at the base. "Oh yeah, you got a beauty, didn't you Bobby? I can see why those bitches you banged earlier were screaming!" Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 04 In this chapter, our fun loving characters find more erotic adventures...and it looks like they're going into business!! ***** More Tales Of Lustville Playin' With The Big Boys Scene Four Takin' Care Of Business Marta woke up early the next morning, and climbed out of her bed as quietly as she could. Sarah, Pia and Bobby were sprawled across each other, and she just barely kept from laughing as she squirmed out from under them. Going down to the kitchen, she started a pot of coffee and called her broker. She wasn't surprised when he answered the phone on the first ring at six thirty in the morning on a Saturday, they often did business even earlier than that. She told him that she wanted to rent the spaces on either side of the kid's boutique, and wanted the deal closed no later than noon that day, because she also wanted to get crews started working on them as early as possible. Her broker didn't see any problems getting that done, then he told her that the shopping center the shops were located in was up for sale, and that he had been meaning to speak to her about it. He said he was just waiting for the price to come down a little more. Marta laughed as she poured a cup of coffee. She told him that she had been looking at the property, and to put in a lowball offer, but to add that she would pay the full asking price as of close of business Friday, if they could close the deal on Monday. Her broker, Chris Swift, caught her off guard when he said, "Marta, I usually don't ask, but can I get a piece of this action? You're a money making machine, and I need to invest all the commissions I'm making off you somewhere. You're the safest thing I've seen in years." "That all depends on how much action you have to offer me, Chris." She purred into the phone. "How's six mill sound?" he said, his voice tense. "Not quite the kind of action I'm looking for, Chris. I can get money anywhere." She laughed. "I want you to think hard before you answer, big boy. I want you to put something meaty on the table. Something that I'd really want to take a bite out of. You got anything like that, Chris? I think you do." "Eleven and a half inches is the best I can do, Marta." He panted. "I've thought about offering you that deal too, but I didn't want to fuck up our relationship." "You should have, Chris. You can't fuck up money, honey" She said huskily. "I would have jumped all over a deal like that. I'd probably still be sitting on it. But tell me, are you handling that particular asset right now, while we're talking about it?" "Ye...yeah." He grunted, "and I'm thinking about closing on it...soon." "Go ahead." She breathed into the phone. "Shoot some ideas out for me. Just spit out whatever comes up. I'm sure it's just the kind of juicy deal I'd want a taste of, maybe get into me...my holdings, I mean." "Oh shit...Goddamn, Marta! I...Awwww fuck!" He groaned as he started cumming. "I'll be in your office with my girlfriend at nine, Monday morning, Chris." She laughed. "Fuck a handshake, or a handjob. We're gonna seal this deal with a kiss. Right on that big ol' cock! Call me when you hear something. Kisses!" She hung up the phone and leaned back in her chair, laughing. "So who's Chris, and why are we going to suck his dick on Monday morning?" Sarah asked as she came in the kitchen. "My broker. I'm renting the spaces on either side of the shop today, and we're gonna buy the whole property next week." She said, holding out her coffee cup. "Get me a refill, would you baby? I don't feel like getting up." She stretched, then put her feet up on the table. "You don't have to come if you don't want to. But he's been good for me, and I think it's time I rewarded him for his efforts. Besides, he's kind cute. How much of that did you hear, anyway?" "I came in on, 'Not the kind of action I'm looking for'." Sarah laughed as she poured them both a cup of coffee. "You talked him off talking about money and real estate. I'm impressed." "Three sugars and lots a cream please." Marta said, waving the cup away. "He's easy, he's been wanting to fuck me for a while. Just wait till he sees those big titties of yours. He's gonna go apeshit!" "I heard that part too. I thought that was kewl." Sarah said as sat her cup in front of her. "You use heavy whipping cream in your coffee? Two words, honey. Fat grams!" "Be honest, do I look like I need to worry about a few extra calories?" Marta laughed. "I've actually been thinking about putting on ten or fifteen pounds. I think I'd look good!" "I think you'd look good too!" Pia said, coming in and throwing her leg over Marta, sitting on her lap facing her. She buried her face in her neck as she hugged her. "I love you Momma Marta." Marta's eyes went wide as they started to go over backwards. They would have fallen if Sarah hadn't grabbed her feet and held them down. "I love you too sweet Pia!" Marta laughed as she dropped her feet to the floor. "I'm glad you kids are gonna move in with me. We can get you a place of your own if you want, But getting you out of that dump you were in is the most important thing. It wasn't safe there!" "I know, but Bobby liked it there." Pia whispered. "He's like that. He takes risks. Not with the stores, but...I dunno. It's like he has to prove himself." "Well, I know one way he can prove himself!" Sarah said as she stood up. "Can you two find something to entertain yourselves with for a little while? I want to go have a little head to head with little big man." "No problem." Marta laughed as she stood up, lifting Pia easily in her arms. "She's already asleep again." She smiled at Sarah. "Which head were you planning on chatting with?" * * * * * Sarah crawled up on the bed and pulled the sheets down off of Bobby. She still couldn't believe the size of the cock on him. It was draped across his leg at the moment, and even soft, it was almost eleven inches long. She lifted it gently, holding it just above the root. The heavy cockshaft fell across the back of her hand, and she started squeezing it rhythmically, gently contracting and releasing the pressure of her fingers. Bobby snorted, and shifted in his sleep, but didn't wake up. His cock did, it started to harden slowly as she kept up her steady squeezing around the root. As it started to lift off the back of her hand, she wrapped her other hand around it, just under the bisected head. Her fingers formed another loose ring, and she began moving his heavy foreskin up over the huge knob of his cock, then pulling it down slowly. When she saw his piss hole start to weep pearly droplets of pre-cum, she moved his foreskin up, stopping when it formed a fleshy circle around his piss hole. Working her other hand up the shaft slowly, she let the sticky pre-cum form a puddle in the fleshy pool formed by the opening of soft flesh by his foreskin. Looking up at his face, checking to see if he was waking, she got up on her knees and brought her head down over his cock. It was half hard, and had thickened to the point that her fingers no longer touched around it, but it had only grown an inch or so in length. She looked down at the wide, winking eye of his piss hole, then dipped her tongue into the shiny puddle of pre-cum she had captured. She moaned softly at the first taste of his cum, then pressed her lips onto the tip of his cock and sucked the rest of the sticky jizz into her mouth, swishing it around with her tongue. Tightening her grip at the base of his cock, she started moving his foreskin again, letting it ride up over her tongue as she ran it in slow circles around the shiny skin of his glans. Bobby moaned in his sleep, and his hips moved, just a jerk or a twitch at first, then a more regular humping motion as his cock sought out more of the delightful stimulation. Sarah opened her lips wider, pressing her head down, letting the top half of his cockhead slip in and out of her mouth as she massaged his foreskin into the flaring rim of his cock with her fingers. He groaned, shifting in his sleep again, and his hand moved toward her. She dodged it easily as she drooled heavily onto his rapidly swelling cockknob. Her mouth moved down, and she let her lips close under the rim, twisting her head in slow semi-circles as she lashed her tongue into his weeping piss slit. Her hands started moving faster over his stiffening prickstalk, and she marveled at how quickly it was growing in length. There was eight inches of meat between her hands now, and she started pumping them up and down at each other, the skin on his cock drawing tight at both ends, keeping them from touching. Grunting and snorting, his body moving unconsciously, Bobby started fucking up at her mouth, and she welcomed the invasion of his meaty cockstalk, pushing her head down as his hips moved up toward her. His hand brushed her hair again as it sought control of the teasing temptress sucking him off in his dreams. Sarah pulled her mouth off his now stone hard cock, staring down at it as she let spit drool from her pursed lips, massaging it into the top third of his cock with both hands. Soft, lazy strokes of her hands made him twitch and jerk, and she watched his face as she let more spit pour out of her mouth, drenching the head of his cock. When she saw his eyelids flutter, she released her grip on his cock, and threw one leg over him, straddling his stomach. She sat up much higher on him than she did with other men, and as she leaned down, reaching between her legs, she had to scoot up a little higher, to get his apple sized cockknob lined up with the opening of her pussy. Getting him inside her was easily accomplished, he had stretched her out the night before. Whimpering slightly as he stretched the tender flesh of her pussy again, she pushed down, taking more of him inside. Bobby's hands came down on her ass, and he pulled her down as his hips jerked up at her. She raised up, moving with him, keeping his pulsing cockhead lodged securely inside her. She leaned over him, her lips brushing his ear. "Shhhhhhh. Don't move, let me do it." She whispered, her hot breath tickling the hairs on his ear. "That's a good boy, Bobby. Let Momma Sarah fuck you. Just let her make you feel good. Will you do that for me?" Bobby nodded, his eyes finally opening in the dimly lit room, and he looked up at her, his whole face lighting up even before he smiled. "You are so beautiful. You're like a perfect little doll, and all I want to do is play with you, and show you off to all my friends." She said huskily as she pressed down harder, taking in almost a third of his cock before she started moving back up toward the top. "Is that wrong of me? That I just want to possess you? I feel the same way about Pia. So does Marta." Bobby shook his head as he looked up at her, his smile growing wider. "I like it." He said softly. "Most people laugh at us." "We love you. You feel that don't you?" She moaned as she pushed down, forcing herself to take in more of his oversized cock. "Help me, Bobby. I can't take anymore by myself. I want to feel you filling me, stretching me, making you part of me." Bobby pulled down on her hips as he arched his hips up at her. Sarah gasped as another inch if his thick cockstalk slid into her. He pulled her down harder, and he felt the head of his cock hit the opening of her cervix, and he backed off, easing his cock out of her. "Nooooooo." She whimpered as she felt him pulling out of her. She pushed her hips down, trying to get him back inside her. "Shhhhhh, now you let me." He said softly as he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him. He pushed his cock back up, feeding her six inches of his throbbing cock meat, then pulled out till just the head was inside her. He fucked her like that, just feeding it into her with slow, lazy strokes. "Let it get wet. Your pussy feels so good sucking on my cock. I want to cum every time I stroke it in or out." "M...more?" She panted as she worked her ass in slow circles. "Please? I can take more. I want it." "Slow, you're almost ready Momma Sarah. I can't give you more till you're ready. I don't want to hurt you. And you know you don't have to take all of it for it to feel good." He pushed his ass up at her as she ground down on him, and ten inches of throbbing cock meat plowed into her quivering pussy tunnel, making her gasp. "Oh god!" She panted, writhing on top of him, her pussy spasming wildly. "More? Please baby? Please, can Momma Sarah have more of you big beautiful cock?" "Move with me." He grunted in her ear as he started moving his hips faster, pulling on her ass as he drove his cock up into her. He stroked deeper, his breath rushing harshly in her ear as he fucked up into her, feeding her more of his cock with every stroke. Sarah whimpered when she felt the fat head of his cock pressing nonstop against the opening of her cervix, forcing the knotted bump off to the side and stretching the top of her pussy out of shape. She started to cum, and she jerked down on him, making a sunburst of pain explode behind her eyes. She jerked down again, and another blast of pleasure pain exploded in her pussy, spreading out through her groin like liquid fire. "Don't." He said softly. "You don't have to. Let me make you feel good, please Momma?" "Cu...cumming. Cumming on you, my baby Bobby. Oh god, it's so good." She whispered, her body shaking and shivering on top of him. Bobby pulled back, keeping just the top third of his cock in her, and started slamming his ass up and down at her, driving his cock in and out of her in short, frantic strokes. Sarah felt his cock throbbing wildly inside her, and she squeezed her cunt muscles around his plunging cock meat, making her already glove tight pussy even tighter around him. "Oh shit!" He grunted as he felt his balls twitch, then contract sharply. "I'm sorry Momma, oh god, I'm so sorry." He groaned as he felt his cum rushing up the long, twitching shaft of his cock. "Oh god!" Sarah screamed as she felt the first hot spurts of cum burst into her, flooding her pussy with scalding jets of molten jizz. "Do it, baby! Cum in Momma! I want it! Oh god, I want it so bad!" She humped down of him, his cock sloshing through the thick spunk filling her inner depths, and she screamed again as his cockknob beat at the mouth of her womb. She humped down at him madly, almost mindlessly, and Bobby held onto her as his hips jerked up at her wildly. They writhed and rolled across the bed, and Sarah found herself looking up at him suddenly. Her legs slithered around him of their own accord, her heels hooking under his ass as she started rocking up at him, pulling him into her with rough, bone jarring plunges. Sarah's eyes rolled up in her head as she wriggled and squirmed under him, taking as much of his enormous cock meat into her clenching cunt channel as she could on every stroke. His balls were slapping against her ass as his cock bottomed out inside her again and again. Bobby groaned as her tight, sucking pussy pulled the cum up from his balls, milking and spasming around his throbbing, driving prickshaft. He held her tightly, clinging to her as she moved under him, his face buried in her neck as he kept blasting load after steaming load into her. He collapsed on top of her, and she moved him on her, her hands and legs rocking his small body easily on her. She finally relaxed under him, pulling him tight against her, and into her, both of them gasping and panting as they fought for breath. They lay together as they caught their breath, then Bobby started to move off of her. "No, not yet. Please? I like it when you lay on me." She whispered. She kissed him lightly, planting kisses all over his face and neck, not stopping till he started to wriggle and laugh, trying to get away from her. "Come back. I'll be good. I promise." She said, running her hands up and down over him gently. "I have something I want to talk to you about." She looked up at him as he raised up, resting his arms on her chest. "I want you to know, that I didn't use sex to soften you up for what I want to talk to you about." She said seriously. Then she grinned. "I just used you for sex." He laughed with her, then smiled down at her. "I think I know what you want to talk to me about." "What? Tell me." She said, pinching his asscheeks, making him squirm so his cock shifted around inside her. "Oh god, you beautiful boy! That's feels wonderful. Just having you inside me feels so good." "You want us to live with Momma Marta. Me and Pia." he said softly. "Yes. Or you can come live with me if you want." She said. "But you can't stay where you are. And I think you know that." He nodded. "I know, it scares Pia. I know she doesn't like it there, but we haven't had the money. I want to take car..." "Shhhhhh. Listen to me." She said softly. "Marta and I both have money. More money than we'll ever be able to use. We're not offering charity, we expect something in return. Would you like to hear what it is? I can tell you, or we can go downstairs and we can lay out what we have in mind together." "Let's go downstairs. I'm hungry. And I have to pee." He laughed. "Awwwww! And here I thought you were getting hard again because you wanted to fuck me! You little tease!" She laughed, pushing him off of her, her fingers flying over his belly, making him curl up in a ball, laughing wildly. "Never. And I mean never, tell anyone that you're ticklish." She laughed as she sprawled on top of him. "That's just asking for trouble!" "Okay, okay." He panted. "I give up...and if you don't stop, I really am going to pee!" "Alright. Go pee, then come downstairs. I think there's an extra robe in the bathroom." She said as she got off the bed. "Coffee is already made, and I'll start breakfast." * * * * * Sarah had to wake Marta and Pia up, they had fallen asleep in the guest room. By the time she got back to the kitchen, Bobby was standing at the counter pouring a cup of coffee. He was wearing a thick terry cloth robe that came down passed his ankles, and she couldn't resist going up behind him, giving him a quick hug. Bobby went over and sat at the table when she released him, and Sarah started pulling pans out, sitting them on the counter. She went over to the fridge, laughing when she looked inside. Pia came in and sat down next to Bobby, picking up his coffee cup and taking a big sip from it. "Mmmmmmm, good coffee." She said, laying her head on his shoulder. Marta came over and hugged Sarah, kissing her lightly. "What's so funny?" She asked, holding her hips lightly, grinding herself against her. "Looks like we have a change of plans. We're going out for breakfast! There's nothing in the fridge!" She laughed. "Everybody find a shower, double up if you have to, but no fucking! Me and Bobby are hungry, and we have a lot to do today!" "Awwwww, you're no fun! You already did it with Bobby!" She laughed. "What do you care if me and Pia are horny?" "I'm hungry." Pia said, her hand moving up and down in Bobby's lap. Sarah and Marta came over, looking at them. Bobby looked up, grinning shyly. "She does that. It's her favorite toy." "I can see why. That's some toy!" Marta laughed. "Can she shower with you? Or do I have to take her with me?" "I'll take Pia. Bobby, would you slip Momma Marta a little meat in the shower?" Sarah said, trying to look serious, but failing miserably. "Nothing serious. Just something to take the edge off. I'd really appreciate it." "So would I!" Marta giggled. "Come on, big boy. Momma needs some lovin'!" * * * * * An hour later, they were sitting in a booth of a local breakfast buffet, laughing as they fed each other, and grabbed food off each others plates. Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 04 "Have you heard from your guy?" Sarah asked Marta. Marta nodded. "I'll sign the papers at eleven, and we can start working at noon. Chris already has crews lined up for both of them. I faxed him a simple floor plan for both, but we can adjust as we go." "I told you we had a plan." She said, looking at Bobby. "We want to form a company, with you and Pia as majority stockholders. That's how it should be, we're taking your idea, and you're going to be doing most of the work, so you should get the lion's share." She took a sip of her coffee, then held her cup up so the waitress could see. She waited for her to fill all their cups before she continued. "We all saw what happened yesterday. That wasn't a fluke. That was a good product being marketed right." She said. "I'll admit, we got lucky. Our first customer put the word out on the grapevine, and all we had to do was kiss her ass a little." "You mean I had to kiss her ass...alot!" Marta giggled, pushing her food around on her plate. "Oh, Momma Marta! You were having fun with her!" Pia laughed. "You were acting like you were long lost friends, and she loved every minute of it!" She arched her neck haughtily, looking at Bobby. "Honestly, Robert! Do I have to wait for you every single time I think I might want you for something? There's lots of other young men that would love to have your job, you know. You really should keep that in mind!" Sarah and Bobby burst out laughing, making people at the tables around them look over. Marta smiled, taking a sip of her coffee. "I didn't sound that bad, did I?" She asked. "Pretty close. But it was the right pitch for her. If Bobby or Pia had been waiting on her, I doubt if she would have spent as much, or told anyone else about the shop." Sarah said. "What do you think kids?" "What I liked was you were telling her what she wanted. And when you told her to wear the blue wraparound for the boyfriend, her eyes lit up, like you were giving her permission." Bobby said. "And when you bent Pia over, and she wasn't wearing any panties. You just walked right over it. You made her want her daughter go out without panties. I couldn't have done that." "Me either." Pia said. "But what got me, was the way you were both just barking out orders, like you knew exactly what needed to be done to make the sale. How do you do that?" "You think like a customer. She asked me how I thought that linen blouse would look in green, and I almost gagged, till I thought of it in satin. So I told her that the green only came in forest green satin, and we also had it in royal blue." She looked over at Bobby. "Talk to your supplier, today if you can, and get at least a hundred of each made. That's gonna be hot, and we don't want to miss that boat." Bobby nodded, reaching in his pocket and taking out his phone. He sent himself a text message, then looked up at them. "What else? I like what I'm hearing, but we should share." He said, looking at Pia. She nodded, and he went on. "We may be doing most of the work, but we'll need money. Momma Sarah said that you wanted to invest in us. You should get a return on that investment." "We will." Marta said. "We're going to take a piece of the special services. And I really don't know how long we're going to be able to get away with that. But it'll be long enough for your brand to get established, and that's the important thing." "I'm also renting both the shops on either side of you. Those are the papers I'm going to sign today. Both those shops will be set up with soundproofed fitting rooms on the walls adjoining your current space, and displays on the other side." She paused, looking at them. "If you have any objections so far, I want to hear them now." Pia looked at Bobby and nodded. He looked at Marta, then smiled. "Go on, We still like what we're hearing." "I'm going to be buying that shopping center next week, and filling all those empty shops with luxury boutiques. Nothing that will compete with you. Accessories, knick knacks, stylists, shoes. All the things a bored middle-aged woman with money wants to fill the void in her life. And that means sex. Or at least, the promise of sex." "That part scares me. What if we get busted? We...you, could lose everything." Pia said. "There are ways around that. You saw what we did last night. We're going to make some connections with people that can help keep us out of trouble. Then there's rule number one. They don't have a platinum card, they don't get special services. And we never, and I mean, ever, take cash for those services." "And while we're talking about those services." Sarah said. "We want that on paper. In the event to police do get involved, we're a posh, high end boutique. Our clothes carry a premium price, and since we want to ensure that they fit the customer well, the fittings should carry a premium price too. I guarantee, none of the women we..." She looked over at Bobby. "I'm sorry, you serviced yesterday, will complain. It's the ones that can't afford the service that we have to worry about." "I can fix that." Pia giggled. "We don't take walk-ins, and the door is locked at all times. Service is by appointment and invitation only." She looked around the table. "I already have a list of who made purchases, how much they spent, and what kind of card they used. We just build a database off of that." Sarah and Marta looked at each other, then back at Pia. "That's brilliant, sweet Pia!" Sarah laughed. "Besides making it more secure, it gives us the illusion of exclusivity. And to the women we want, that's more important than anything else!" "It's all well and good to talk about providing a service." Bobby said slowly. "But are we really going to be able to provide it? I think you're right. We need that part of the business to get our label, or labels established." "I talked to my friend last night." Sarah said. "All four of their boys want in. We're talking about a pair of twelve inchers, and a couple ten inchers. I haven't talked to Brad yet, but he has thirteen plus, and I'm pretty sure he'll want in too." "They unde..." Sarah nodded. "Tracy broke it down for them, and they're good to go. They all know that they won't be boinking the prom queen, and it's not a problem." "What if they don't want a boy?" Pia asked. "Or if they just want some private time with a good friend? We get lots of women that come in, make out in the fitting room...like you two were doing, and just leave." She looked over at Sarah. "And it cost forty dollars to get those jeans cleaned by the way, then I had to mark them down just to get rid of them!" "That was her?" Bobby asked, trying not to laugh. "Send her a bill." Marta said, suddenly turning serious. "I think Pia is right, we need to be open to a wider market. We keep it to the top tier, but we cater to a wider range of tastes, and we cut the prices." They all started to object, but she cut them off. "Think about it. I'd pay fifty grand for a Robert, just so I could say I had done it. His price, if and when he decides to be available, stays the same. But why should these women fork out that kind of money for something they can get at the tennis club? Or put up in a luxury apartment for six months for the same money?" "Where would you put the buy in?" Bobby asked. "Maybe it's ego, but I think I'm worth it. Anyone else we get will too. And the ones that already put out the big bucks are gonna hit the roof." "I just said that you were worth the asking price." Marta said lightly. "And you'll continue to be worth it, not just because of your generous attributes, but because you will be the rarest of prizes, for the creme de le creme. The more people that can have a thing, the less that thing is worth. You my boy, my wonderful little stud muffin, you are going to be the pinnacle they aspire to. And once they've had you, they'll lord it over their friends like nothing you've ever seen before." "She's right." Pia said. "Teenage girls are the same way. And they can be vicious little bitches." She grinned over at Bobby, dropping her hand in his lap. "Besides, you're going to have lots of home work to take care of, and we're not going to let you waste yourself when you can be taking care of us." Bobby got a pained expression on his face, and Pia continued, smiling brightly at him. "And we're moving out of that shithole, and into Momma Marta's house, where we can have our own rooms, and I don't have to be afraid that someone is going to eat Wilbur! And we're going to do it today!" "You go girl!" Sarah said to Pia. She looked over at Bobby. "Is she squeezing your balls?" Bobby nodded rapidly, tears welling up in his eyes. "Ease up a little sweet Pia, let him answer." Sarah laughed. "And you really shouldn't treat our prize bull like that. You could damage him." "I've been doing that since before we had hair anywhere. He loves it." She looked over at him. "Stand up, Bobby." Bobby looked at her, and she just smiled at him. He slid out of the booth, standing at the edge of the table. "Back up, they can't see." Pia said softly. Bobby took two steps back, and they could see the thick log of his cock bulging out against his pants leg. There was also a wet spot near his cockhead that got larger as they watched. He looked over at Pia. She nodded, and he sat down again. "Don't think he's submissive or anything like that." She said. "He's not. He just knows that I'll hurt him if I don't get what I want." "I have a question." Marta said, looking at Pia. "Is Wilbur housebroken?" * * * * * Marta went to meet her broker to get the papers for the shops signed and to make sure the crews would be ready to start at noon. She asked Sarah to take the kids back to their house to get the rest of their things. There were two police cars sitting in front of the house when they pulled up. They got out and one of the cops came over asking what they wanted. Sarah explained that the kids lived there, but that they had been staying with her for the last few days. "It's a good thing they were, maam." The officer said, waving toward the house. "Something set the locals off last night. We thought it was a gang thing, but I know Bobby here, so we can rule that out. Maybe they got the address wrong, who knows now." The front of the house was riddled with bullet holes, and the front door was standing open. All the windows had been shot out as well. They went inside and walked around. Every room had been torn apart, and the kids picked through the debris, sitting a few things to take with them in a pile by the door. When they were finished, Bobby loaded everything into a box and took it out to the car with Pia. Sarah went over and spoke to the officers, giving them the name of her lawyer, and asking them to keep him advised if they made any progress on the case. "I'm really sorry, Pia." Bobby was saying as she got in the car. "We should have moved out of here a long time ago. It was stupid to stay here." "It's okay, Bobby." Pia told him as she laid her head on his shoulder. "I liked our little house. It was the neighborhood that scared me." "This isn't a neighborhood, Pia, it's a combat zone." Sarah said as she looked at Bobby in the mirror. "And you're damned lucky she didn't get hurt, or killed down here Bobby. I think we're all lucky that doing stupid shit has worked out for us recently, but we're going to have to start thinking about what we do from now on." "What do you mean Momma Sarah?" Pia asked, leaning forward between the seats. "Do you want to know how we ended up in your shop yesterday?" Sarah laughed as she pulled away from the curb. "I pulled into that shopping center to hide my car from the cops. Me and Marta were on the way home from lunch, and I was hot dogging it on the freeway. I do it all the time." She pulled into a parking lot and turned the car off, turning to look at them. "Brad and I were doing the same thing the night we met Marta and her friends, Beth and Judy. We didn't have any cops on our ass that time, but I was jilling off at one sixty in my Porsche, and Brad got so turned on we pulled into the Mega-Mart to fuck. Marta was in the van parked next to us." "You were gonna try to fuck in a Porsche?" Bobby laughed. "Good luck!" "As luck would have it, we ended up in the back of Beth's van, and I not only fucked my son for the first time that night, I fell in love with Marta." Sarah said, smiling fondly at the memory. "That's so sweet!" Pia said. "Did you know right away, or when did you know?" "We both knew the next morning when we woke up in each others arms." Sarah said. "I had been with women before, that's no big deal. I just never expected to fall head over heels for another woman." "Love sneaks up on you." Bobby said, taking Pia's hand. "I've been in love with Pia all my life. I don't mean loving her, but being in love with her. I think we were born that way." "I know I was." Pia giggled as she squeezed his hand. "I think it took you a little while, but you always were kinda slow." "But back to my original point." Sarah said as she started the car and pulled into traffic. "There's going to be alot of things we can trip over coming at us, and we need to think about what we're doing, and be ready for them. Doing stupid shit because we feel like it, or don't feel like doing anything about isn't going to work anymore. That's what I was trying to say." "I think if we watch out for each other, we should be okay." Pia said. "We've been on our own for almost eight years. Me and Bobby look out for each other, but having a mom again is nice. That's how I think of you already." "In that case, do you mind if I run by my house?" Sarah asked. "I want to pick up a few things, Marta asked me to stay with her too, if you guys don't mind, at least till we get things up and running. But I'd like you to meet Brad. I think you'll like him." "He's not big is he?" Bobby asked. "I don't like big guys." "His dick is big." Sarah giggled. "But the rest of him is average. I think he's around five-nine now. But we'll be there in a few minutes, and you can see for yourselves." Her little 911 and Beth's van were in the garage, so she left the SUV in the driveway. They went into the house, and Sarah called for Brad. "Hey Brad! Are you up yet, honey?" She said as she walked across the living room. "In the kitchen, mom!" He yelled. "We're making breakfast." "I brou...Oh! I didn't realize..." She said when she saw him. He was standing naked at the stove, stirring a pan of scrambled eggs. He turned and looked at her when she spoke. "Shit mom! You need to tell a guy when you bring company home, fer crissake!" He sputtered. "Maybe a phone call?" Beth waved from the table, making no attempt to hide herself. "Who's the cutie, Sarah? He's hot! So is she. Brad, check her out hon. Isn't she hot?" "He's got a nice ass." Pia giggled, leaning around Sarah to get a better look. Bobby was looking at Beth, and put his hands in his pockets, pulling his pants tight as he stepped out from behind Sarah. Beth's eyes got wide as she stared at his crotch. "Brad honey, I want you to meet your new brother and sister." Sarah said lightly, watching him closely for a reaction. "This is Pia, and this is Bobby. They're going to be part of Marta's and my family." "My new what?" He said slowly as he turned to face her. She took Bobby and Pia's hands and pulled them next to her. "I said, this is your new brother Bobby, and your new sister Pia. You're still my beautiful baby boy, but I met them, fell head over heels for them, and I'm...we're going to keep them." "I don't think you can do that, mom. There's laws and stuff, ya know?" "We're not going to adopt them, silly!" She laughed. "They're both older than you are! But we want them to be part of the family, and I hope you're okay with that." "Well, if you think they're okay, it's fine with me. You made a good choice with Marta. She's almost as good a mom as you are." Pia ran over and threw her arms around him, rubbing her tiny titties into his chest. "Oooooohhhh, you're just like Momma Sarah described." She stepped back and glance down. "Wow, you're almost as big as Bobby!" "Almost?" Beth choked, spitting orange juice across the table. "Down girl." Sarah laughed. "You too Pia. Quit trying to get him hard. We'll get you both test drives later." "Can I do her too?" Pia asked, looking over at Beth. "She keeps looking at me, and it's getting me hot." "Sorry, but we don't have time right now." Sarah laughed. "Brad, I need to get a few things together, I'm going to be staying at Marta's for a while. Bobby and Pia run a chain of boutiques, and we're going into business with them. We just thought it would be better If I stayed with her while we get everything set up." "I'd rather you stayed over there making out with her, but whatever floats your boat, mom." Brad laughed as he came over and held his hand out to Bobby. "You're older than me, huh? Kewl, it might be nice to have a big brother to hang around with." Sarah smiled and went to her bedroom, leaving the kids to talk. Bobby grinned, taking his hand. "You don't know how glad I am that you didn't try to hug me, man." He laughed. "I'll wait till I catch you naked for that." Brad laughed. "Have you guys had breakfast? Ours is burning right now, so if you'll excuse me..." He turned and took the pan off the stove, dumping the eggs in the trash. "I'm not hungry anyway, baby." Beth said, she looked over at Pia, waving her over to sit next to her. "I sucked him off three times already this morning. He shoots really big loads every time too! I may have to go on a diet if I'm not careful." "Oh, it's all protein, so there's not that many calories." Pia giggled as she sat next to her. "And Bobby cums buckets too! Wait till he hoses you down a couple times. You won't want to eat all day!" "You two do it?" Brad asked, getting the orange juice from the fridge, then coming around to sit next to Beth. "Since we were twelve." Pia said, looking at Bobby proudly. "We took each others cherry. We didn't want anyone else to do it." "Wow, I wish I still had family." Beth said, looking at all of them. "It's so hot, ya know? Brad doing his mom, you guys together, hell even Marta and Sarah. I wish I had someone to share something like that with." "You do Beth." Sarah said as she came into the room and dropped two big bags on the table. "You're as much a part of this family as I am, or Marta is. You're responsible for helping get us together. And look what you've done for my Braddy!" "Mommmmm! Do you have to do that?" "I'm sorry, baby. Is Bethy the only one allowed to call you Braddy?" "I think it's cute!" Pia said, leaning around Beth to look at Brad's cock. She looked at Beth and grinned. "You must have worn him out! He's not getting hard, and you're sitting there naked, and I've been flashing every chance I get!" "It's willpower. He'd be hard as a rock and have you bent over the table already if he didn't know that his mom was in a hurry." Beth laughed. "Believe me, I'm going to be late for work, and walking funny when I get there. He's just waiting for you all to leave." "Beth!" "Oooooohhhh, I'm jealous!" Pia giggled. She got up and went to stand next to Brad. She reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking it lazily. "Will you come over to Momma Marta's later, or maybe tomorrow? I'd really like you to welcome me to the family! You too Bethy, we can be each other's sister if you want!" "Tomorrow. We'll do dinner and call it a party." Sarah said. "Right now, we still have to go car shopping. I saw that piece of shit you were driving Bobby, and that just ain't gonna cut it. I'm thinking Z3, or maybe a Camaro or Vette for you. Pia, you got any idea what kind of car you might like?" Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 04 "I want a Hummer! One of those big H2's." She said, letting go of Brad's dick and running around the table to hug Sarah. "Do you mean it, Momma Sarah? Are you gonna get us a car?" "I wasn't expecting that, but yes, I meant it. As vice president of the company, you get a car." Sarah laughed. "We'll put them in the companies name for tax purposes, that way, we can...never mind, you don't need to know all the details. But you get to drive it." "Can I call you Momma Sarah, and get a car too?" Beth asked. "Yes, you can call me Momma Sarah, or just momma, and no, you can't have a car." Sarah laughed as she picked up her bags. "What you can do though, is go help Braddy get rid of that huge fucking hard-on Pia gave him." She grinned at Brad. "Call me later honey, I have something I need to talk to you about. We have a job you might be interested in. And I promise, you'll really like this one!" She looked at Bobby and Pia. "Come on you two. Let's go get you some new rides." * * * * * Marta was waiting for them when their caravan pulled up in front of the shop. Pia leapt out of her bright yellow Hummer as soon as it came to a stop and ran over to her. "Look what Momma Sarah bought me, Momma Marta!" She said, taking her hand and pulling her over to the car. "Get in! It's great! I can see over everything!" "That's great, baby. But how the hell do you get in this thing? Did it come with a ladder?" Marta laughed. "That's not funny! I can get in just fine!" Pia pouted as she went around to the drivers side. She climbed up into the seat as Marta slid into the passengers seat. "I wanted the base model, but Momma Sarah talked the guy down on this one, and she didn't even fuck him!" She paused, then grinned. "Well, she fucked him, but you know what I mean." "This beast is loaded. It's got every option they offer, except good gas mileage." Sarah said as she leaned in the door. "We got it for two grand less than the base model she wanted, because its been sitting on the lot for almost a year. I got a discount on Bobby's too, because we bought two, and paid cash." "What did he get?" Marta laughed "I wanted him to get something hot, like a Z3 or a Camaro, but he wanted an Escalade. He said it would look better to his suppliers and the people he's going to be dealing with." "That makes sense. It's a responsible luxury car. It says, I made it, but I still have to live in the real world and carry shit just like everyone else." Marta said. "I think it's a good choice." She looked at Bobby as he walked over, and got out of the car. She led them to the door and opened it. "The first crew won't be here till one, so we have time to go in and look around. We don't have to stay, the foreman has keys, and knows what to do." "There's already a door between the shops, so all they have to do is take down a panel on each side and do some finishing work." She told them. "The fitting rooms are going to be here, along this inside wall on both sides. They're going to be soundproofed, but I bet we'll still get some that want to use the store room for that complete slut feeling, so we'll have to keep that pallet of clothes back there." "So do they think they'll be able to get it all done by Monday?" Sarah asked as she looked around. "We're talking about four fitting rooms on each side, and we still have to furnish them, then put up displays. There's a lot to do in just two days." "I've been thinking about that." Bobby said as he came out of the back room. "I'm going to close the shop for a week, that way, we can take our time and do it right. And I'd like to send out invitations to the women that were in yesterday, or at least the ones we want to have come back. I think if we sent them a personalized invitation, maybe a phone call, or we could do both, it would make an impression." "I'm glad you're thinking that way." Marta said. "It was going to be triple time for Sunday, and I'm just not going to pay that. I agree about the invitations too. I don't know about cold calls, they turn me off, and I usually hang up." "We should send the invitations by overnight mail or messenger." Sarah added. "If we send them snail mail, most of them will get thrown away. We call that first woman, what was her name, Martin? You make that call Marta, you hit it off with her. Bobby, Robert I mean, needs to call his special customers, to thank them for the memory, or some bullshit like that. We can work that out later." Marta looked over at Pia, noticing that she was staring out the window, looking bored. "What's the matter Sweet Pia, aren't you interested in getting the shops ready?" She asked her. "Well there's not a lot we can do right now." Pia said, not turning around. "We have to wait for those guys to do stuff, and then wait for someone else to do something. There's nothing for us to do today!" "Is there something else you'd rather be doing, baby?" Marta grinned. Pia spun around, holding her hands in front of her, looking at the floor. "Well..." "Uh oh, I know that look." Sarah muttered. "We could...I don't know. Maybe...I'd like to, um..." "You want to go fuck? Is that what you're trying to say?" Marta laughed. "Let me guess. Braddy?" "Well duh! I wanna see if my new baby brother would like, maybe want to break in my new car with me. Or maybe Bethy? Unless Bobby wanted her to do him. His I mean!" "She's got a point." Sarah said as she sauntered sexily over to Marta. She put her hands on her hips and pulled her to her, rubbing her pussy into her leg. "We don't have a new car or anything to break in, but we could, I don't know, maybe go buy a new toy or something? I'll take any excuse I can get to get your ass naked right now!" "Mmmmmmm, that does sound like a lot more fun than waiting around here all day, doesn't it?" Marta laughed, putting her hands on Sarah's ass, pulling her closer as she ground her leg into her crotch. "A new toy huh? Can I pick it? Or maybe we should get a couple, pick our own, then go home and try them out?" "That sounds like fun, baby. Pia, I'll call...Pia? Shit! where did she go?" Sarah laughed. "She took off as soon as you didn't say no." Bobby said as he opened the door. "I think I'm gonna go see if Beth would be interested...you know..." "Go!" Marta laughed. "But make sure you cum in her! And put a blanket or something down, you don't want to get jizz all over that new car!" * * * * * "Oh god! fuck me Braddy!" Beth moaned, her voice carrying though the house. "Oh fuck! I love your big fucking cock, baby! Nobody fucks me as good as you! Oh shit! Promise me you'll never stop wanting to fuck me!" Pia giggled as she walked in the house. Beth had been right, Brad was fucking her, and from the sound of it, was really giving it to her good. Wriggling out of her tight jeans, she kicked her shoes off and pulled her shirt off over her head as she followed the noises down the hall. The door to Brad's room was open, and she could hear the bed springs protesting as the young couple fucked. Creeping down the hall, she giggled as she saw Beth sitting on Brad's cock, humping up and down as she moaned happily. "Oh shit, Brad! you've got the best cock I've ever had in me sweetie!" She moaned as she laid out on him, planting sloppy wet kisses all over his face. Her ass jerked up and down, and his cock made loud slurping sounds as it plowed in and out of her cream filled cunt chute. Beth raised up, grinding her spasming cunt down on him faster. "Oh shit, Braddy! You're making me cum again! Can you feel it? Can you feel my hot little pussy sucking that fat fucking cock, baby?" Brad just grunted, pulling her down onto his cock harder as he started slamming it up into her, fucking her with long, tip to root lunges. He felt his balls twitch, then contract, and he knew he was going to cum soon. Pia moved over to the bed, climbing up on it, then sliding up behind them. She straddled Brad's leg, mashing her juicy little pussy down on his hairy thigh as she pressed her tits into Beth's back, reaching around, cupping Beth's in her hands. "God, you are so fucking hot! Do you know that?" She whispered as she squeezed Beth's firm round tits in her hands. She pinched the stiff nipples, licking at the soft shell of her ear. "I can't wait to fuck you." She panted. "But I need a favor first." "Oh shit!" Beth squealed. "Where did you come from?" "Don't let him cum! Please, Bethy?" Pia moaned. "I think Bobby is on his way, we can call him if you want, so he can come fuck you, but I really want to try Braddy's big dick. Please? I'd do it for you! Please Bethy? Beth jerked as Brad fucked her hard and fast, staring at Pia, then smiling at her. "Sit on his face! He's thinking about fucking you right now anyway. Aren't you, baby?" She giggled as she humped down on him, then stopped moving. Brad kept fucking her frantically, pulling and jerking on her to get her moving again. "Huh?" Brad grunted, opening his eyes. Pia scrambled across the bed, throwing her leg over his head. She spread her hairless pussylips with her fingers as she settled her drooling cunt slit over his face. She grinned at Beth as he gasped, then started licking her eagerly, his tongue lashing and laving all around in her cream soak pussy. "Oh yeah! That's it, Braddy! Eat Pia's juicy pussy baby." She panted, grinding her cunt down onto his face. "I couldn't wait, Braddy! I've got to have your huge fucking cock. Will you fuck me, please? Beth says it's okay! Do you want to fuck me, Braddy?" Brad grunted and threw her off his face, looking up at Beth as she lifted off him, his cock slurping wetly out of her tight twat. "Fuck her, baby! God, she is so hot, isn't she?" She panted. She pushed him aside as she dove between Pia's legs, plastering her mouth to her clean shaved little pussy. "Mmmmmmm, mmmmppplllhhhh! So good! Oh fuck, her little cunt tastes so fucking good." She said as she moved out of the way, grabbing Brad's cock and tugging him over between her legs. "Wait!" Pia giggled, putting her hands over her pussy. "We have to do it in my car! I just got it, and it's bad luck if you don't break it in right!" Brad laughed, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder as he slid off the bed. He smacked her cute little bottom as he looked over at Beth. "You comin', babe? I bet she can handle both of us. Come on, let's break that car in right!" Beth scrambled off the bed and ran down the hall behind them. "You bet'cher ass I'm coming! I wouldn't miss this for..." She stopped when she saw Bobby standing in the living room. "Well, come to think of it..." She said as she went over, dropping to her knees in front of him. "Maybe you should help Pia by yourself, baby. I think Bobby here has something he needs me to help him with. Or at least I hope he does." Bobby high fived Brad as he went by, then grinned as he looked down, watching Beth open his pants and jerk them down his legs. His huge, stone hard cock sprang up, angling up at the ceiling. "Fuck me!" Beth gasped, staring at his huge horsecock. "You read my mind!" Bobby laughed, reaching down and pulling her to her feet as he pulled his pants back up. "Come on, I thought we'd take a ride in my new car." He took her hand, pulling her out the door behind him. "Hey! I'm butt naked in case you didn't notice!" She squealed. "Just the way I want you!" Bobby laughed as he opened the back door of the Escalade, pushing her inside. He scrambled in behind her, kicking his pants off over his feet as he pulled the door shut behind him. * * * * * "Oh fuck! Eat my pussy, Braddy! Oh shit! Your tongue feels so good!" Pia gasped as she held his head between her legs. "Oh my god! You eat pussy better lots than you mom does! Fuck, you do it better than Marta!" "TMI, sis...way, and I mean way, too much information." He chuckled as he crawled up over her, pushing her legs wider apart. Wrapping his fist around the root of his cock, he rubbed the fat, jizz dripping knob up and down over her pretty pink pussylips, then fit the swollen head into the tight hole of her cunt, and pushed forward slowly. "Oh yeah! Fuck me Braddy!" She moaned, wrapping her legs around him, hooking her heels under his ass and pulling him into her. Half his thick cockshaft slid into her creaming cunt channel before she relaxed her grip on his ass, then started humping up at him. "Oh god! That's so good! Your cock is fatter than Bobby's is, and it feels so good in my pussy!" "Jezzus!" Brad grunted as her hot, wet little cunt squeezed and sucked on his throbbing cock meat. He leaned down and wrapped his arms around her, bracing one leg on the floor, the other on the seat, and started shuttling her up and down over the length of his pulsing prickstalk. "Oh shit! I like that, Braddy! Fuck me harder, stick that fat fucking cock in my hot little cunt and fuck me hard." Pia panted, throwing her arms around his neck as she writhed and jerked under him. "Oh god, you have to show Bobby this trick!" Bobby pushed the passenger seat flat and bent Beth over it, standing behind her as he pushed his long fat cock into the gaping gash of her cunt. Beth gasped as ten inches of rock hard prick meat plowed into her pussy, then groaned as it withdrew. She pushed her ass back at him, grunting when Bobby rammed it right back in. His fat cockhead beat a frantic tattoo on her cervix as he started pumping his cock in and out in long fast strokes, his balls smacking into her crotch in every stroke. "Holy shit!" Beth gasped, looking back over her shoulder at him. "Where did you learn to fuck? Oh my god! You handle that thing like...like...Oh shiiiiitttttt!" Bobby reached around her and started rubbing her clit as he pounded his cock into her juice dripping cunt channel as fast as he could. Beth wiggled her ass, pushing back at him, then pushed his hand away as she moved her own hand onto her clit, strumming it roughly. She shivered as the first delicious stirrings of cumming crept over her, then burst through her like a tidal wave, taking her breath away. The mailman pulled up to the curb and pulled the door on the mailbox open. He was about to put the mail inside when he noticed both cars in the driveway rocking and swaying wildly. He watched for a moment, then grinned as he heard a muffled wail. Putting the mail in the box, he beeped his horn, and drove slowly up to the next house. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeeeeeeee!" Pia screeched, raking her fingernails across Brad's back as she dug her heels into his ass. "I love your big fucking cock, Braddy! Oh shit, fuck me harder! Oh god! I'm cumming already! I do...don't fuc...fucking believe...Oh Brad! Oh god...Nnnnnggggghhhhhhggg!" She stiffened under him, and her spasming pussy quivered around his piledriving prick meat. The juice slickened inner walls of her cunt chute rippled and fluttered over his cockshaft, and Brad jerked, driving his cock deep into her wetly sucking pussy as he felt his balls explode. His cum load rocketed up the length of his cockshaft, erupting from his piss slit in volcanic volleys of molten jizz. Pia screamed as the steaming spunk spewed from his winking piss hole, spraying out in thick, heavy wads again and again. Pia clung to him as his cock kept firing jet after jet of jizz into her cumming cunt hole, moaning and writhing as she fucked back at him frantically. Brad collapsed on top of her, but Pia kept humping and jerking under him, digging her heels into his ass, urging him to keep fucking her. "Don't stop! Oh fuck, wha...why...Brad! Why di...did...no! You have to keep fucking me! Move Braddy! Please? I want it! Fuck meeeee!" Bobby held onto Beth's hips as he pounded his cock into her creaming cunt hole as hard as he could. Beth wailed almost nonstop, her pussy clasping and clenching around his cock as he slammed it balls deep into her cunt as hard as he could. She was cumming in a mind numbing series of orgasms that seemed to go on and on and on. It felt like one was just beginning to ebb as the next surged through her, and she lay limply over the seat, her ass arched up at his plunging prickshaft. She gasped as he drove his cock into her cumming cunt hole, holding it buried in her as he started shooting off, spewing hot spunk into her spasming pussy. Beth ground her ass back at him, her eyes rolling up in her head as he flooded his abused cunt hole with his creamy cum. Whimpering and crying from the sensations beating at her, she kept fucking back at him mindlessly. Bobby fell across her back, gasping in great gulps of air as he finally stopped his furious fucking, letting his cock just fill her pulsing pussy, jerking as he felt it milking and massaging his stone hard cock. "This is the police! Come out of the car with your hands up!" Marta yelled as she banged her hands on the roof of both cars, then stepped back as the doors flew open and all four naked kids scrambled out, trying to cover themselves. "That was mean!" Sarah laughed as she came up behind her. "I wish I had thought of it!" She looked in the back of the Escalade, shaking her head when she saw the back of the seat and carpet covered with thick strings of jism. She stuck her head in the Hummer, pulling it right back out, waving her hand in front of her face. "Okay, in the house, all of you!" She barked. "Get some clothes on, then get your asses back out here and clean these fucking cars out. Jezzus! I can't fucking believe this!" She stopped Marta as she headed over, taking her arm and leading her into the house. "Pia, did you have to squirt on the fucking seat? Or were you just that wet? You soaked that fucking seat, baby! It's a cloth seat for god's sake! What were you thinking?" She went on berating them as they scrambled into their clothes and got cleaning supplies from the kitchen. She turned to Marta as they ran out the door. "Too much? I was going for irate, but I think I crossed the border into insane a couple times." "Sounded good to me. They made that big a mess, huh? Good." Marta laughed, putting her arms around her and pulling her close. She ground her crotch against Sarah's as she gave her a smoldering look. "So you wanna go make out? I wanna try out those new toys! That one strap-on has 'Marta's gonna fuck Sarah into next week', written all over it!" "That must be some mighty fine print, girlfriend!" Sarah purred as she kissed her. "But let's go over to your house. All my other toys are over there, and it's gonna take them at least an hour to clean up those cars. If we stay here, I won't be able to keep my mind on what I'm doing...and I want to give you my complete attention." "So do I! Let's get out of here." Marta said, taking her hand as they went out the door. "Dinner is at six at my place." She said as they went by the kids. "We're grilling steaks, so try to be on time. And Beth, would you call Judy and ask her to come too? We can throw some work her way. Hopefully, she won't tell her mom she's making some extra money." * * * * * "This is my favorite time." Marta purred as Sarah ran the sponge glove slowly over her stomach. She leaned back into her, wriggling her shoulders, giggling as her stiff nipples scraped across her back. "I like it best when it's just you and me. How did we pick up so much baggage so fast?" "I like this too, just being alone with you." Sarah said as she brought the soft glove up, running it along the underside of Marta's breast, then brushing the rough scrub pad gently over her nipples. "And they're not baggage, they're fun. Tell me you haven't been having a good time." "Ooooohhhh! That feels nice. Do that again, baby." Marta panted. "Oh, I've been having a great time, I just want it to be with you is all." "I know what you really want right now. You want to play cops and robbers, don't you?" Sarah whispered as she pinched one stiff nipple between her fingers. Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 05 In this chapter, our fun loving characters find more erotic adventures...Pia has some fun with a pervy politician, and the gang from part one gets in on the fun!! ***** More Tales Of Lustville Playin' With The Big Boys Scene Five Bill Harris rang the bell at Marta's house at nine thirty, and grinned when Pia opened the door. He looked down at her, his cock hardening immediately. She was wearing one of Bobby's button down shirts, and only the two middle buttons were buttoned. It was obvious that she was naked under it. She was holding a small orange kitten, petting it as she looked up at him. "Hi." He said. "You're Pia, right? I'm Bill Harris, an old friend of your aunt. She asked me to come by, she said she wanted to show me her new house, and talk about a business deal she has going." "Momma Marta's not here right now." Pia said shyly, opening the door and waving him inside. "She had to go sign some papers or something, I think she's going to be gone for a while. She told me you might come by, and that I should be nice to you, and show you anything you wanted to see." Harris gulped as he followed her into the living room, watching her tight little ass flash into view under her shirt as she walked. He sat next to her as she sat on the couch in the living room. "So Marta tells me that you're new here in Lustville." He said casually. His eyes ran over her hungrily, and it was all he could do to not just jump on her, rip her shirt off and fuck her right there on the couch. "Yeah, I haven't made any friends yet." She said, leaning toward him, petting the kitten. "Most of the time, I just watch TV, and play with my pussy." She took his hand and pulled him closer, then put his hand on the kitten's head, letting him pet it. "Sometimes I play with Wilbur here too." Harris' cock throbbed painfully in his pants, and he slid closer. He smiled at her. "You do have a pretty little pussy." He said weakly as he scratched Wilbur's head. Pia grinned and stood up suddenly, sitting the kitten down on the floor. Taking his hand, she pulled Harris up off the couch and down the hall. "Come on, Mr. Bill! I want to show you something." She laughed as she pulled him behind her. Harris followed her, grunting in surprise as she led him into a bedroom, stopping and pushing him ahead of her, then closing the door and leaning on it. "I remember you, Mr. Bill. You were at the restaurant the other night." She said softly as she leaned back against the door, her fingers toying with the buttons on her shirt. "You were looking at my pussy. I know you were, because I was showing it to you. I wanted you to see it. Do you really think it's pretty?" Harris nodded as he sat on the edge of the bed, sweat breaking out on his forehead, his breath coming in harsh pants as he stared at her. "Did you like looking at my pussy, Mr. Bill?" she asked, her fingers slipping one of the buttons loose on her shirt. "Now be honest! Don't you think I have the prettiest pussy you've ever seen?" Harris nodded frantically, not trusting himself to speak. "Would you like to see it again?" She asked, her fingers tracing small circles around the button holding her shirt closed. "I think you do. I think you want to touch it too, don't you?" Harris nodded again. His heart was racing in his chest, and he loosened his tie. He had never had a girl come onto him like this. He usually had to seduce, or coerce them into bed with him. "You don't talk a lot, do you Mr. Bill?" Pia giggled. She stepped over in front of him, pushing him onto his back on the bed. "Get up on the bed, Mr. Bill. That's right, stretch out and get comfortable." She climbed up on the bed behind him, throwing her leg over him, straddling his chest. She smiled down at him as she slid up higher, being careful to keep the tails of her shirt between her legs. "What will you do if I show you my pussy, Mr. Bill?" She asked as she leaned down over him. He could see her small, round, lemon sized titties, the pink little nipples poking out stiffly. His hands came up, but she brushed them away. "I didn't say you could touch me, Mr. Bill." She said as she leaned closer, holding her pert little tits right over his face. "I asked you a question. Are you going to answer me?" "I...I..." Harris panted, his eyes locked on her tiny titties. "If I show you my pussy, will you kiss it for me?" She whispered huskily, her breath coming faster as she ground her crotch down into his chest. He could feel the heat coming from her, and groaned as he felt her pussy dripping onto his shirt, leaving a growing wet spot. "Will you stick your tongue in my tight little pussy? It's already really wet, can you feel it? I think I'm getting your shirt all wet too. That's how hot I got when I heard you were going to come over. I've been playing with myself all morning. I didn't even get dressed because I knew you were coming over." She shifted higher on him, and he could smell her now. The rich, heavy scent of her pussy filled his senses, and he looked up at her face. "Please. Let me taste it!" He gasped, his eyes pleading with her. "Oh god! I'll do anything you want! Just let me taste you!" "Will you be nice to me? Will you stick your tongue in my juicy little pussy and make me cum with your mouth?" She panted, wiggling up till she was kneeling on his shoulders. "You know you have to get my tight little pussy all wet and excited before you can stick your big dick in it. You do want to fuck me, don't you Mr. Bill?" Harris' hands came up and grabbed the tight little cheeks of her ass as she opened the last button, pushing the shirt out of the way. He groaned and plastered his mouth against her hairless pussy slit, his tongue slapping and slurping all around as he sucked hungrily at her creaming little cunt hole. "Oh, Mr. Bill!" Pia moaned, resting her hands on the wall over the bed as she ground her pussy down onto his face. "Oh god! Your tongue feels so good! Stick it in me! Stick your tongue in my pussy and fuck me with it!" Harris grunted into her drooling cunt hole as his tongue snaked up into her, his lips closing around over her hairless pussy mound as his hands pulled her down harder against his face. He licked at her juicing pussy slit as he sucked her hungrily. "Oh Mr. Bill!" Pia cried out happily, grinding her sloppy wet pussy all over his face. "You're going to make me cum real fast if you keep sucking me like that!" She pressed her hands against the wall as she shimmied her ass in slow circles, spreading her legs wider as she centered her tiny cunt hole right over his mouth. She started humping up and down lightly as he jammed his tongue as far into her quivering quim as deep as it would go, fucking it in and out rapidly. "D...do you like the wa...way my pu...pussy tastes, Mr. Bill?" she panted as she squirmed and wiggled on his face. Harris moaned, putting his hands around her waist, lifting her off him and tossing her onto the bed. He rolled over, his face going right back between her legs as he got up on his knees, his hands tearing at his clothes. "Oh, Mr. Bill!" Pia shrieked as she put her hands on the back of his head, rocking her creaming cunt hole frantically up at his mouth. "You're making me feel so good! Oh god! Please don't stop! You're going to make me cum!" Her legs closed around his head as she writhed under him. His nose was mashed into her clit as his tongue flashed in and out of her pussy, and she pulled him even tighter against her cunt mound. "Oh fuck! Here it cums!" She screamed, her body jerking and flailing all over the bed. "Oh god! You're ma...making me cu...cum Mr. Bi...cuuuummmmmmmiiinnnggggg!" Harris got his hands under her, cupping her asscheeks in his hands as he sucked hungrily at her cumming cunt hole. Hot, spicy girl cum poured from her in thick streams, and he sucked and swallowed as fast as he could. Gasping for breath, he pulled away, then locked his lips around her clit, slipping the long stiff nubbin into his mouth. His eyes shot open as he felt it slide into his mouth, then he moaned and started fucking it in and out, sucking it on it like it was a tiny cock. Pia screamed, her body arching up off the bed as she came again. "Oh god! I...it's so go...good!" She moaned as she rocked back and forth, her legs clamping around his head again. "Su...suck my cl...clit! Su...suck my little girl cock! cu...cummmiiinngg!" Harris pulled his head from between her legs and raised up over her, shoving his pants down around his knees. Grabbing her legs, he pulled her down on the bed as he leaned over her, guiding his cock up against her wide spread pussy slit. "Wh...what ar..." Pia groaned as she looked down, then screamed as he plowed his cock full length into the tiny opening of her cream filled cunt channel. "Oh god! I...it's so...so big! Oh shit! Fuck me, fu...fuck me Daddy! fuck me hard!" Her legs wrapped around him and she started humping up at him eagerly, working her tight pussy onto his thick cockshaft as he pounded it in and out of her. She squeezed her cunt muscles around him, and he groaned deep in his throat as he buried his cock to the balls in her hot, sucking little pussy. "Noooooo." Harris groaned as he felt his balls contract, and the first hot jets of jizz raced up his prickstalk, erupting out of his piss slit to flood her pulsing pussy tunnel. "Yessssss!" Pia screamed as she felt his hot spunk spill into her hotly sucking cunt hole. "Cum in me, Daddy! Oh god! It feels so good when you shoot your hot cum in me! Do it Daddy! Fuck your baby girl and give me all your hot cum!" She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly to her as his ass humped up and down, his cock making loud sucking and slurping noises as he slammed it in and out frantically. She writhed and squirmed under him, her tiny body completely hidden by his wildly jerking body. Harris got his arms under her and was sliding her up and down the length of his cock as his cock spat spurt after spurt of spunk into her spasming cunt chute. His balls were pulled up tight under his jerking, twitching cockshaft, and he whimpered into her shoulder as they contracted again and again, emptying their creamy cargo into her welcoming pussy. He collapsed on her, panting harshly into her neck as he buried his cock to the balls inside her. He spread his knees wider on the bed, pulling her down so the full length of his cock stayed in her. "Oh god, Daddy! It's so good!" Pia panted, raining kisses all over his face as she writhed under him. "You always fuck me so good, Daddy! I love your big beautiful cock so much! No one fucks me like you do!" Harris groaned as his balls spasmed again, and another jet of jizz spewed from his piss slit. He held her in his arms, letting her fuck herself on his thick cockshaft as he fought to catch his breath. "Pia? Pia, are you here, honey?" Marta called from the hall. Her voice got louder as she got closer. "Pia? Wilbur pee'd on the floor on the foyer, honey. I told you to show him where the litter box is. Pia? Where are you baby?" "Oh shit!" Harris groaned, trying to untangle himself from Pia's clasping arms and legs. "I...it's okay Daddy! Momma Marta won't come in." Pia giggled as she held him tighter. "I put a sock on the doorknob. It's okay. Don't go yet. It feels so good having you inside me. Please?" She looked up at him, then leaned up and kissed him lightly. Harris looked down at her, then relaxed and let his weight down on her gently. He moaned again as her pussy muscles milked and massaged around his wilting cockshaft. "Mmmmmmm. You're a good fucker, Da...Oh god! I'm sorry Mr. Bill!" She squealed, burying her face in his chest. "I didn't mean...Oh god! You must think I'm terrible!" She said, starting to cry into his chest. "Shhhhhhh. No, I thought it was beautiful!" Harris whispered, planting soft kisses on her shoulders and neck. "I...I liked it. Thank you." He raised up and looked down at her. "You took me completely by surprise." He grinned, pulling back, letting his limp dick slip from her pussy. A flood of cum and pussy juice poured from her cunt hole, running down the crack of her ass to puddle on the bed under her. He rolled off, then pulled her over on top of him. "But that's what you were supposed to do, wasn't it?" She nodded, smiling brightly up at him. "You liked it didn't you? You're gonna come back and fuck me again, aren't you? I really liked the way you fucked me Mr. Bill." Harris grinned back. "I liked the way you fucked me too." He laughed. "And I'm going to come back and fuck you as often as your aunt will let me. But she knows we're in here, doesn't she?" "Well, yeah!" Pia laughed. "That's why she told you I'd be here alone today! And I'm glad she did. The way you looked at my pussy in the restaurant, and the way you stared at my titties when we came by your table...ooooooohhhh! I've been playing with myself every day just waiting for you to come fuck me." She frowned, letting it turn into a pout. "Momma Marta wouldn't let me call you. She said it was better if I made you wait." "She was right. This was perfect. And well worth the wait." He sighed. "But I think we need to go see what this is going to cost me." "It's not like that, Mr. Bill! Honest!" Pia said, laying her arms on his chest and raising up over him. "Momma Marta did this for me! Because I told her I wanted you to fuck me! Don't you say things like that about her!" "I...I'm sorry, baby." Harris stammered, caught off guard by her passionate reaction. "I didn't know. I'm just used to...well, I'm just used to people...never mind." He leaned up and kissed her lightly, then eased her off of him. "But I do have to go. And I want to talk to your aunt about a few things." "Not yet, Mr. Bill." Pia said as she slid over to him, pushing him back on the bed. "I didn't get to suck your cock. You started fucking me before I could ask you if I could." She wrapped her fingers around the limp snake of his cock, holding it up as she lowered her head, letting her tongue brush across the juice dripping knob. "Oh god." He moaned, his ass jerking up off the bed as she ran her tongue slowly around the head. She let it slip between her lips, sucking it slowly into her mouth. She pushed down, taking every inch of his limp dick into her mouth, letting him feel the wet heat of her mouth as she sucked gently. Harris groaned, his hands coming down on her head as he started moving his hips up at her face. He felt his cock start to harden rapidly as she sucked at him, and he kicked his feet, trying to work his pants down his legs. "Pia! You get your ass out here right now goddamn it!" Marta yelled angrily. "I'm not kidding! This little bastard just shit on a thirty thousand dollar persian carpet, and I'm not cleaning it up! Pia! Do you hear me?" "Uh oh! I think I'm in trouble!" Pia giggled as she pulled her mouth off his cock. "I'm sorry, Mr. Bill. I'll suck you off first next time, then we can take our time fucking, okay?" She jumped off the bed, buttoning her shirt as she ran to the door. She jerked it open, stopping when she saw Marta standing there. "A sock? Are you kidding me?" Marta laughed, throwing the sweat sock in her face. "Wilbur just shit on my Dacovie persian, and you need to get your ass in the study and clean it up before it soaks in. Now move it!" Pia slipped passed her, running down the hall. Marta stepped into the room, looking over at Harris as she walked toward the bed. She climbed up on it, crawling slowly over to him, never taking her eyes of his cock. She looked up at him, giving him a sly smile. "Want me to finish what she started?" She asked. "That's a nice dick you got there." "Um...I don't think..." he said as his cock started to wilt. "I'm sorry, I just..." "It's okay Bill. I understand." She paused and smiled at him. "She's a tough act to follow! Come on, let's go in the kitchen, and I'll make you a drink." "It's a little early for that, but I'll take some coffee." He said as he got off the bed, pulling his pants up. "Come on then. I've go some Jamaican Blue Mountain you're going to love." She said as she hopped off the bed and headed for the door. * * * * * "Wilbur didn't poo on the rug, Momma Marta." Pia said as she came into the kitchen. "You just wanted to get me out of there." She looked at her, then looked down, twisting the hem of her shirt in her hands. "Did you fuck him?" Marta held out her arms, and Pia came over and let her hug her. "No baby, I didn't fuck him. I offered to, but it was like I expected. His dick melted like a candle in a blast furnace. I'm way too old for him. Definitely not his type." She pushed the girl away, holding her at arms length. "How was he for you? Did you have a good time? From the sound of it, I'd say you did." "Oh my god, Momma Marta! It was so good!" Pia giggled. "I had such a good time! First I teased him a little, then I made him eat my pussy. I was sitting on his face, and I was cumming so good when he threw me off and kept eating me! Then he just reared up stuck his dick in me! I kept cumming the whole time he was fucking me." "Oh god! I'm so happy for you, sweet Pia!" Marta laughed, taking her back in her arms and hugging her tightly. "He had a good time too. He wants to know if he can come back and visit you occasionally. I told him that it was okay with me as long as you wanted to do it. He wants to take you out for your birthday. I told him that was fine, but he can only fuck you here. And don't you let him do it anywhere else!" "I won't. Di...did you get what you wanted?" Pia asked softly. "I got everything I expected. I wanted him to be our friend, someone we could call if we needed to." Marta told her. "But the most important thing I got out of it was that you had a good time. I was so scared that you wouldn't! I knew he wouldn't hurt you, but I didn't know if you'd enjoy yourself." "He was great, and it would have been okay if he wasn't." Pia said. "I would have done it anyway. I want to help too." "I know you do, baby. And I appreciate it. I really do. I won't make you do anything like that again, I promise." "What if I want to?" Pia asked. "I liked the way he looked at me. He wanted me so bad, Momma Marta! I thought it was so kewl the way I made him want me like that!" "You can do it any time you want, honey, and we'll help if you want." Marta laughed. "I just meant that...never mind, you know what I mean." She smiled at Pia. "Go get cleaned up and get dressed. I want to go look at the shops in the new property. I'm thinking about calling it the Strip. Then a little space under it reading, 'Upscale shopping for the discerning lady'. How's that sound to you?" "I like 'Upscale shopping for the life that you want', better." Pia said. "Upscale shopping that fits the life you live'." Marta said. "How's that sound? We don't want everyone, just the top of the heap. Let the riff raff shop at Mega-Mart." "That does say we're not for everyone. and if we set up the shops by appointment, and keep the prices high, we'll get the clientele we want." Pia said as she walked toward the door. "I'm going to hop in the shower. I'll be ready in a few minutes." * * * * * The first thing they heard when they came in the shop were screams of passion. The shop was closed, so they knew that it had to be Sarah. They didn't see Bobby, so they went back to the store room. Sarah was kneeling on the pallet of clothes, with a pile wadded under her as Phillip fucked his cock into her ass. He was holding onto her hips as his ass flew frantically back and forth, slamming his cock balls deep into her spasming ass passage as hard and as fast as he could. "Oh god! Fuck me you big dicked bastard! Shove that fat fucking cock up my ass!" She screamed as she writhed under him. "Harder goddamn it! Fuck me like you mean it, Phillip! Fuck meeeeeeeeee!" Tales of Lustville Pt. 02 Ch. 05 Phillip pushed her down, sprawling on top of her as he pounding his cock deeper into her asshole. He gripped her shoulders, hauling himself up over her as he ground his cock as deep as he could get it up her tight ass channel. Sweat poured off of him as he slid across her sweat streaked body. "Is this how you want it bitch?" He grunted, his ass a blur as his thick cock stroked in and out between her butt cheeks. He changed his rhythm, burying his cock to the balls, holding it there, then throwing half a dozen fast, furious strokes into her tightly clenched ass pucker. He kept varying his rhythm, fucking her viciously as she writhed and squirmed under him. "You like the way my fucking cock is stuffing your hot little asshole? Come on, fuck me back if you want it so bad!" "Yo...oh god! I..." She grunted, then gasped and went limp under him. Phillip kept fucking her, changing his stroke again, going back to rapid tip to root plunges up her asshole. Marta started toward them, but Pia held her back. "Let him cum." She whispered, her eyes wide as she watched. Phillip stiffened, burying his cock deep in Sarah's asshole again, holding the penetration as he threw back his head and roared. His hips jerked as he shot his load up her ass, then he collapsed on top of her. Marta and Pia went over to them, clapping and whistling as they stood over the exhausted couple. Phillip looked up at them, grinning weakly, then fell back on top of Sarah, who was stirring under him. "Fu...fuck me, Phillip. Don't stop. I didn't say yo..." She whimpered, then fell quiet again. "Is she still at it?" Bobby asked from the door. "She's had him back here for almost three hours. She said she needed to do a second interview." "Think she's going to hire him? And will he take the job?" Marta asked as she followed him out into the store. "If he lives." Bobby laughed. "We still have to see if he manages to get out of here." "Wow! When did you do this, Bobby?" Pia asked, looking around the store. The center section had been cleared, and now had several small tables with three chairs at each. The walls were lined with mirrors and posters of their fashions, and mannequins modeled the items they wanted to highlight. "I had the guys come over and rearrange last night." He said as he pointed to a new door on either wall. "There's no point in having all that stock filling the place up when we can just show them the styles, pull their sizes, and take them into a fitting room. That's what they're going to be here for anyway." "Don't sell yourself short there, kiddo." Marta said as she walked over and adjusted the drape on a blouse. "They're not going to come in just to get fucked, Bobby. The clothes are going to be the draw, getting boned by a hot young stud is just a bonus. Trust me, I know what I'm talking about." "I had samples from all the lines, along with some of the new stock moved over from the downtown and southside stores, and we got those satin blouses that Sarah wanted. She was right, that blouse looks great in satin." Bobby said. "And I'm thinking about adding a wider range of colors to all the blouses." She turned and looked at him again. "I like what you did in here. This is more of the upscale New York or Paris style boutique look that we want. Are the tables for refreshments, or to lay clothes out on?" "Both." He told her. "I thought we'd offer wines, cheeses and sweets while we showed the clothes. We're only going to have one or two people in here at a time, so we can lay clothes on the tables, or just have a fitter hold them." "I like that idea, and I'm glad you suggested that we close for a week to get all the renovations done." Marta said as she stepped into one of the adjacent spaces. "Bobby, can you come in here please?" She called a moment later. Bobby followed her, coming up and standing beside her as she stood in the door of one of the cubicles. "Who's bright idea was this?" She asked, motioning to the queen size futon. "Have you ever tried to fuck on one of these things? You got no bounce. It's like fucking on a rock!" "Lay down." He said, pushing her into the cubicle. Marta stretched out on the futon, wriggling around on it. She looked up at him, giving him a big grin. "Okay, it doesn't feel bad." She said as she bounced her butt up and down on it. Bobby climbed up on the futon with her, laying out over her. He started dry humping her, then raised up over her, pulling her legs around his back. He humped at her like that for a moment, then pushed her legs down and rolled onto his back. He pulled her over on top of him, pulled her knees up under her, and smiled up at her. "Fuck me. Go ahead, ride me, see how it feels." Marta bounced up and down on him, then stretched out, resting her elbows on either side of him as she ground her ass down onto his crotch. Bobby grabbed her hips and started humping up at her, meeting her motions with his own. "See, it's just as good as a mattress, even better I think." He said, slowing the motion of his hips, but still grinding his crotch up at her. "There's an adjustable air bladder in them, so we can adjust the firmness. I think this one is inflated about halfway." "I like it." She giggled as she straddled his leg, rubbing her pussy up and down over his cock. "But I think we need to give it a real test." She dropped down, wrapping her arms around him and rolling over suddenly. "Whatta ya say big boy? Wanna gimme a quickie so I can make up my mind?" "Judging by the stiffy you gave him, I'd say yes." Sarah said from the door of the cubicle. "But I need you to run an errand with me." "Yeah? What's that?" Marta asked, looking back at her over her shoulder. She kept up her steady grinding on Bobby's cock. "I need to run over to Tracy's and audition her little stable. You remember. We can take Bobby, I think Lois and Tracy would be happy to entertain him while we see if their boys have what we're looking for. Pia already wants to go." "Work, work, work. That's all I do anymore." Marta laughed as she slid off of Bobby and got to her feet. "So, why didn't you use one of these, instead of that pile of clothes in the back to test drive Phillip? And are you gonna hire him or not? Don't tell me you need to audition him again!" "They were still working in here when I came in this morning, so when Phillip got here, I remembered how comfortable Pia looked the first time..." "I love fucking on that pile of clothes." Pia giggled. "We're never gonna sell any of that shit anyway, so it's not hurting anything." "But no, I was gonna hire him after the first audition, I just wanted to fuck him again." Sarah laughed as she grinned at Marta. "I'm sorry sweetie, I couldn't help it. He's just so damned good!" "Well, if he's that good, why didn't you say something you greedy bitch?" Marta said as she came up and slid her arms around her. "Kiss me, and tell me you still love me, and maybe I'll forgive you." "You know I love you! Come on, I can blow off Tracy and the boys!" Sarah said, taking her hand and pulling her toward the door. "Let's go home, and you can fuck me any way you want!" "I can fuck you!" Marta laughed. "You spent the morning getting banged by your new boy toy, and now you want me to fuck you? When do I get a little action?" * * * * * Marta was getting all the action she could handle as Kyle held onto her asscheeks, his thick cock plowing up into her hotly sucking cunt hole. Tommy was gripping her shoulders as he drove his cock up her ass. "Shit! Spread her ass open for me, Kyle!" Tommy grunted as he fucked his fat cock deeper into her tight shit chute. "Jezzus, Marta! Your fucking asshole is so tight! It feels like it's gonna rip my cock off every time I pull it out!" "Th...then do...don't pull it out!" She grunted as she ground her tits into Kyle's chest, rocking her ass back at Tommy's pounding prickshaft. "Fuck my asshole, Tommy! Come on goddammit, fuck me like you mean it! Pia fist fucks me better that that!" "Oh shit! Don't talk about her!" Kyle grunted as his ass went into overdrive, flinging his cock up into her spasming cunt hole in a flurry of fuck strokes. "I can't wait to fuck her and Lois together! They look like sisters...young, hot sisters!" His cock throbbed inside her, then jerked, and she knew he was going to cum. "You know she's way too young for you, Kyle." She whispered huskily. "She's too young, and your huge cock would tear her poor little pussy apart. But you like fucking little girls, don't you Kyle. Those tight little pussies and tiny little tits get you all hot. Well, she's mine, Kyle, and you can't fuck her till you make me happy!" "Oh fuck!" He grunted as he slammed his cock into her, burying it to the balls as he started shooting off inside her. "Yeah! Shoot all that hot jizz in my fucking cunt you nasty boy!" Marta grunted, wiggling and squirming between them. "You too, Tommy! Cum in me! Shoot your hot cum in my ass! I want to feel it flooding my asshole!" Tommy groaned as the wrinkled rosette of her asshole clenched around the throbbing root of his cock. The slippery inner walls of her ass passage milked and massaged his pulsing prickshaft, and he could feel Kyle's cock moving in her cunt through the thin membrane separating her fuck holes. The combined stimulation drove him over the edge, and he felt his balls quiver in their wrinkled sac, drawing up tight under the base of his cock. Marta moaned as she felt the first hot jets of jizz bathing her heaving ass channel, then gasped when Tommy started slamming his cock in and out of her asshole in rough tip to root lunges. "Oh fuck! I thought you said my asshole was too tight to do that Tommy!" She panted, humping her ass back to meet his piledriving plunges. "I...it was." He panted into her shoulder, grunting every time another sizzling knot of cock slime burst from his piss slit, coating her inner ass walls with his slippery jizz. Kyle collapsed under her, exhausted, his cock still pulsing and throbbing in her tight, sucking cunt hole. Marta writhed and shimmied all over him, her tits mashed into his chest as she ground her cunt down onto his rigid cock pole. Tommy raised up off her, grabbing her hips as he pounded his jizz spitting prick in and out of her asshole as hard and fast as he could. "Fuck me! Oh shit, that's perfect Tommy!" She squealed, arching her ass up to meet his strokes. Tommy plowed his cock between her quivering butt cheeks, watching his cum ooze out around his cockshaft, forced out by the throbbing bulk of his cock. Sighing as he felt the delightful spasms easing, he slowed his pace, finally stopping, his cock buried to the balls in her quaking ass guts. "Oh shit! That was great guys!" Marta laughed as she lay between them, both her holes stuffed with throbbing cock meat. She whimpered as she felt Tommy's cock slipping from her stretched out asshole. "I...I'm glad you liked it, Marta." Tommy panted as he fell back on the floor. Raising up off of Kyle, Marta grinned down at him, then moved off him, his thick cock sliding from the cum filled cunt with a loud slurping noise. Getting to her feet, she staggering into the kitchen, smiling at Tracy and Lois. "Those two will do." She grinned, taking the glass Lois held out to her. * * * * * Humping her ass back at him as fast as she could, Sarah spread her legs wider, arching her back and rocking her hips higher. Her gaping cunt slit sucked at the driving length of Phil's cock as it pounded in and out of her in vicious tip to root lunges. She groaned when Phil pushed her forward, his cock slipping from her quaking cunt hole. She fell face first onto the inflatable pool float they were fucking on, and started to protest. Her objections faded as he grabbed her ankle, flipping her over onto her back and dropping between her legs, plastering his mouth back on gaping gash of her pussy. Phil's tongue slithered between the puffy lips of her pussy, darting up into the cream coated hole as his lips locked onto her quivering cunt mound. Sarah yelped as the nimble labia started fucking in and out of her, slurping up the tart, tangy juices. Her hands fell on the back of his head, her fingers twining in his hair as she ground her crotch up at his face. "Oh yeah, eat me, Phil!" She panted. "Fuck, they were right! You eat pussy better than anyone I've ever fucked!" Phil didn't answer, he was too busy munching on her creaming cunt slit. He sucked hungrily for another minute, then raised up, sliding up between her legs. Sarah reached down, grabbing his stone hard cock, directing it to the wide spread opening of her pussy. She moaned happily as he slipped it in, and reached up, pulling him down on top of her. "D...do it hard and fast now!" She panted as her heels hook under his asscheeks. She started rocking under him, arching her pussy up at his stroking cock as she spurred him, her heels digging into his ass to show him the pace she wanted. "Fuck me harder, Phil! I want you to cum now!" "Not...not gonna last much lon...longer." He gasped as he slammed his cock balls deep into her juice filled cunt hole over and over. His ass was a blur as he pummeled her pussy. "Do it! But don't cum in me! I want you to cum in my mouth, and all over my face, Phil." She panted, staring up at him as he pounded his cock in and out of her clasping cunt channel. She could tell he was close, his cock was throbbing like crazy inside her, and his face was screwed up in an perfect imitation of John Holmes cumming. "You can fuck my titties again while I suck the cum out of your big fucking cock, then shoot off all over me! Would you like that, Phil?" "S...soon." Phil grunted as he felt his balls drew up under the root of his cock, the swollen orbs quivering as they prepared to unload their creamy cargo. His cock throbbed powerfully in her quaking cunt channel as he fucked her furiously, and Sarah started pushing at his shoulders, trying to wriggle out from under him. "Pull it out, Phil!" Sarah gasped as she felt his cock spasming wildly inside her. Pushing him off, she pulled on his cock, forcing him to get up over her. The thick log of cock meat fell between her tits as he straddled her chest, and she reached down, wrapping her hands around his asscheeks, trying to pull him up higher. Sarah purred, her arms pressing her tits tighter around Phil's cock as he squirted more oil on her. She jiggled the fluffy mounds of her tits around his cock, massaging his throbbing prick meat as he humped his ass frantically back and forth. Leaning forward, Sarah opened her mouth, letting the swollen knob of his cock slip between her lips. She sucked eagerly at his pulsing prick tip, her tongue lashing over the weeping piss slit. She moaned happily as she lapped up the pre-cum drooling from the twitching cockknob, then gurgled seconds later as a enormous wad of jizz spat from his cock. Phil's hips arched forward as his cock throbbed powerfully between her lips, and the thick shaft of his cock plunged into her mouth, then plowed down her throat spewing hot cock cream the whole way. Sarah gagged around his cockhead, coughing as more sticky jizz erupted from his piss slit into her gullet. Thick strings of cum poured from her lips as Phil fucked into her mouth like a madman. Her eyes rolled up in her head as she pulled on his asscheeks, trying to get him up higher over her so his cock had a more direct route into her throat. Sucking hungrily on his throbbing cockshaft, she dipped her fingers between the cheeks of his ass and plunged one stiffened digit into the puckered pink ring of his asshole. Phil roared as her finger drove up his ass, her fingernail scratching at the smooth inner walls of his anus. He grunted as she started rubbing his prostate, her fingertip massaging the nut shaped gland. Bringing his hands down, he wrapped his fingers in her hair, jerking her head up to meet his cock as he drove it roughly into her mouth. Sarah choked on his cock as he fucked it into her mouth, her lips clinging to the tightly stretched skin of the shaft. She sucked on it hungrily, swallowing again and again as more hot cum sprayed across the roof of her mouth, and down her throat. "Enough!" He groaned, rolling off to one side, making his cock slip from her lips with a loud pop. Sarah whimpered, following him over and coming to rest between his legs. Her hand beat a frantic tattoo on his throbbing cockshaft, and she stared wide eyed as a spurt of jizz spat from his cockknob, rising almost three feet in the air. "Oh my god!" She muttered, getting up on her knees over him, her mouth coming down over his cock as she kept pounding on it furiously. "Do it! Cum Phil...keep shooting it... I want to see it!" Phil whimpered as he raised his head, looking down at her. He groaned as his cock twitched, and another spurt of cum erupted from his piss slit, spraying across her cheeks and chin. (-) Oh no!! We seem to have run out of chapters!! I'm sorry for the abrupt ending, but this series got put on a shelf, (into a folder on my hard drive actually), and I just never got back to it. I may pick it up again someday, but that depends on you dear reader! Let me know if I should continue this wannabe epic masterpiece.