Ding dong, ding dong. Cowen's doorbell rang. He could hear footsteps going toward the door. It must be Lance, Cowen thought. He got up from the chair to greet him.
"Hey Beverly, you're looking mighty fine this afternoon."
"Aww Lance, thank you." Cowen heard his mom reply, giggling.Cowen saw Lance sweeping his mother with a penetrating look that swept up and down her body, that was barely covered by a revealing tanktop and shorts. Beverly brushed Lance's shoulder. Cowen walked down the stairs as his mother walked away from the door. Behind her, Lance put his palms front and humped the air, face simulating his enjoyment of Beverly's pussy.
"Dude, your mom wants my dick." said Lance, as he patted Cowen's shoulder as a sign of greeting.
"Shut the hell up man, come to my room." said Cowen, clearly annoyed, even though it was the millionth time Lance has said it. To be honest, Cowen was unsure if his mother was actually flirting with Lance or just being friendly.
"You know she does." said Lance, as he grabbed his crotch and humped the air even more. Cowen punched Lance's shoulder, and walked to his room. Lance followed.
"Check out this chick, she's my babysitter." said Cowen, as he opened up image files of Adriana's upskirt shots that he had taken a day earlier.
"Damn, is that Adriana?" said Lance, as he leaned closer to the monitor.
"Yeah, you know her?" asked Cowen.
"Yeah man... she's like the hottest girl in sophmore year... You need to give me a copy of this picture." replied Lance.
"No way man, you never let me copy Emily's picture when you were showing me those." Cowen tried to laugh it off.
"Yeah but she was my girlfriend man, you gotta give me these. She's so damn hot man, you should know better." Insisted Lance.
"Maybe later." said Cowen, as he closed out of the image viewing program.
"Did you do anything with her?" said Lance, with his elbow on Cowen's shoulder.
"Nah, she just watched TV the entire night." said Cowen, hiding what he did from his best friend. Cowen knew Lance would laugh at him, and maybe even spread it at school.
Lance appeared to be giving up, but he only appeared so. He was carefully memorizing the file directory where the picture was. One day I shall have them, he thought to himself. Lance masturbated to the thought of fucking Adriana many many times. Adriana was a goddess at his high school. She was the first real thing he noticed when he moved up from middle school last year. She gave him an erection almost the moment she was in his sight. He could even remember her outfit at the time, a mini skirt that was right up to the school dress code standard, and a tight t-shirt that was accenuating her extraordinarily large breasts.
The thoughts turned to Beverly, Cowen's mother. She wasn't that old, still under 40 years old. She was classy though. Lance didn't know what Beverly did for a living, but she sure made a lot of money, and had time to keep herself sexy. Beverly had perfect sized breasts that she always made sure to show off, a slim waist, and an especially lovely ass that was always covered by either tight jeans or a tight skirt. Lance remembered seeing her at the parents-teacher conference in sixth grade, and having his first wet dream that night, about being in bed with her. It had been three years since then, but Beverly remained as his sex goddess.
The sound of the door slam could be heard through out the house. Lance moved slightly and peeked down the window. Beverly was in a skimpy bathing suit and suntanning on the porch. His cock started to swell, but he maintained it under control with distracting thoughts. He wouldn't want to show Cowen his boner.
"So you wanna play or what?" said Cowen, breaking Lance's daydream.
"Yeah man, let's do this," said Lance. He hopped onto Cowen's bed with his laptop, and started the online RPG that both of them played together.
Matthew could not get the thought out of his head. His daughter, Adriana, had eaten the creamy yogurt that once was covering his sweaty balls. It had a load of Matthew's cum in it. Adriana ate it all. Adriana ate it all. Adriana ate my cum. Adriana kind of, indirectly, tasted my ball sweat. Matthew could feel butterflies in his stomach again.
Matthew heard the call earlier, about Mrs. Hampton needing Adriana again tonight. He was on the phone with the mouthpiece covered. He saw Mrs. Hampton couple of times, jogging up and down the street. She was one fine lady. Mrs. Hampton was a classic case of perfect babe. Appropriately sized tits, tiny waist, sexy round ass, and a face that was just as beautiful as her body. Matthew wondered why she needed Adriana to babysit his son so often. Probably to get fucked, Matthew thought.
Adriana was still sleeping. Matthew was in her room earlier, taking a peek at his sexy daughter. Adriana slept in a nightie without a bra. If Matthew really wanted to, he could walk up to her bed and stare up her skirt. He could see Adriana's outline of her breasts if he wanted to. And he has, he has seen them plenty of times when Adriana was asleep. Matthew felt sudden frustration thinking of how he couldn't fuck this beautiful fuckdoll. Matthew wanted a real plan.
Instead of sitting and planning, Matthew went back to the fridge. He was addicted to watching her daughter eat yogurt tainted by him. He searched the fridge for something else to feed his daughter, but the only thing that came to mind was milk. I drink milk too, Matthew thought. He skipped on the idea.
Matthew opened the yogurt carefully. His shorts were already down to his mid-thigh, and his cock was already hard. Two fingers into the yogurt bottle, and he rubbed it on his cock. He spat into his hand and stroked his cock, thinking about Adriana. He loved knowing that his cum was inside Adriana. He wished he could go to her hamper and grab the underwear she wore yesterday. It was too late now, his cock was already ready.
Not long later, Matthew had an intense orgasm that added few milliliters to the yogurt bottle. He scraped the yogurt off his cock and hands, and put them into the yogurt bottle. He gave it a little taste, and was satisfied that he couldn't tell if it were any different from other yogurt.
"I gotta go shit." said Cowen, and stood up from the chair.
"Eww man, too much information." said Lance. A thought flickered in his head.
As soon as Cowen left the room, Lance got on Cowen's computer. He quickly navigated to the folder which contained Adriana's pictures. He put the pictures together into a ZIP file and uploaded it on a website, letting it send a copy of the hyperlink to his e-mail. The whole process didn't take a minute. Lance got off Cowen's computer and kept playing with his own.
Even three minutes later, Cowen wasn't back in his room. Lance stood up and peeked out of the window. Beverly was still out there, in her skimpy bikini and sunglasses. She's probably sleeping, thought Lance. Lance got out of Cowen's room and went to the bathroom.
"Cowen man, hurry the shit up. We're going raiding."
"Yo, shut up. Hold on." replied Cowen. It resembled more of a groan than speech.
Lance tiptoed to Beverly's room. He went straight to her chest and opened up the drawers. Socks, shorts, bra, panties... bingo. Lance grabbed a pair of her thin and tiny panties and slipped it into his pocket. I'll return it, Lance thought. He grabbed another and smelled it. It was fruity. Lance brought it against his nose and took a big whiff of the material. As he put the second pantie back into the drawer, he spotted Beverly's hamper.
Lance quickly dug the hamper and found a pair of sexy satin panties. He brought it to his nose and smelled it. It was heavenly. It smelled nothing like the pussy of some late woman in thirties. It smelled like a fresh high school teenager. Lance returned the first pair of the panties he grabbed into the drawer, He sat on the edge of the bed, and took out his cock. "Cowen, you done yet man? You a big shithead!" shouted Lance.
"Shut up Lance, I'll be done when I'm done." Cowen shouted back even louder.
Lance smiled at his opportunity. He wrapped the satin around his cock and stroked it. The texture of the fabric felt great on his cock. Lance closed his eyes and laid back on the bed, pumping his cock.
"Having a little fun, are we?" Lance heard Beverly's voice. She was standing at the door, still in her little skimy bikini. Being so close to Beverly's almost bare body put Lance in a trance. He could not stop pumping his cock.
Beverly gracefully walked to Lance, who was still laying on the bed. Beverly took Lance's cock in her hand and rubbed it with her palm, caressing it by swirling her fingers around his cock. Lance had let go already, and his eyes were closed in heaven.
"That's so nice of you Lance... Lusting after someone like me." said Beverly, as she rubbed Lance's cock in even more soothing way. Her hand was stroking his cock, and her thumb was rubbing Lance's pisshole.
"Ahhhhhh fuckkkkkkk!" Lance let out a loud whisper, as he came in Beverly's hand, shuddering his body."That's a good boy... Give me more of your cum Lance..." said Beverly, in a whisper as well.
Lance could not stop his cock from pumping out more cum. Nor did he want to. He let go himself completely and filled Beverly's hand that was cupped to contain Lance's cum.
"Mmmmmm... Lance... This is delicious." said Beverly. Lance opened up his eyes and saw Beverly with her hand up against her mouth. She was tasting his cum! Lance groaned in disbelief and his cock started swelling back up. Beverly gave Lance's cock a kiss at the tip.
"I knew you wanted it Lance." said Beverly, as she walked to her bathroom. She took off her bra and panties on the way, to give Lance a final view. When she disappeared into the bathroom, Lance came to his senses.
"Oh shit." he said to himself, and rushed to Cowen's room. Cowen was already siting at his computer slamming his keyboard.
"Where the fuck were you man? Get your ass on the computer and help us out." said Cowen, not even looking at Lance.