Storiesonline.net ------- Domination by cmsix Copyright© 2007 by cmsix ------- Description: There's no sense letting good pussy go to waste. Codes: mF coer ------- ------- Chapter 1 My Dad was a high-school hero in football, and really in most sports. My mother was a beauty, a cheerleader, but on the brainy side too. They were together from eighth grade on, no doubt infatuated at first and growing into true lovers as they went along. I'd never have known if my Grandmother hadn't told me. My mother died shortly after my birth, from complications associated with it. Her death devastated my Dad. Apparently he didn't feel like living either for a while. He made it though, with a little help from his friends, as they sometimes say. My Grandmother didn't tell me about that. My Grandfather gave me those details. Little Jeff Jenkins came into being in the middle of a mess, and it wasn't his fault. It wasn't my fault at all. That fact didn't mean that I missed out on some of the blame. My Dad, Bill Jenkins, will probably always blame me for my mother's death. Not overtly though. He's always tried to be a good father, but from the time I was old enough to notice, he'd been an "arm's length" father. He must have felt he was doing the right things all around, for us all, when he married one of his very young employees within six months of my mother's death. I would need a Mom, and the sooner the better. He needed a wife, the prettier the better. The girl, my step mom, wanted a rich husband, and she'd had Dad in her sights all along. It wasn't as if Dad just picked someone at random after my mother died. He'd been fucking Karen on the sly since she was sixteen, and I'm sure it was her idea in the first place. He was a lawyer, like his father, and she'd started working at their offices over a summer break. They were married only days after her eighteenth birthday. Yes, you could say our little family was dysfunction, at least a little. Not on the surface though. Dad tried to be a good father, but just couldn't hack it. I'm sure Karen wanted to be a good mother, or at least she'd seemed to until I was about eight. But nobody had ended up with what they really wanted. No doubt Dad had thought he was in high cotton back when he and my mother decided to finally start a family. I'd seen plenty of pictures of her and even though she was nearly thirty-two at that time, she was still gorgeous. Dad was finally knocking up his dream girl and also hiding the weenie with the dreamboat of a highschooler at work too. But my mother's death, shortly after my delivery, threw a wet blanket on the whole thing, for Dad, and for me. It wasn't even the dream break that Karen had thought it was. So where were we now? We were just through with my fourteenth birthday and involved in a strange situation. Dad had a beautiful young wife, younger than he was anyway. I had a beautiful young Mom. We had a large wonderful home and there was plenty of money. There was that dysfunctional thing, but it couldn't be that bad, could it? For me it wasn't. In the gene lottery, I'd come up a winner, big time. I hadn't known the difference at first, but even I'd caught on by the time I was twelve. It was already apparent that I was going to be a big man, and if I wasn't already, I soon would be handsome. Dad had leveled out at six one, but my Grandmother told me that I'd be taller. At fourteen I was already five ten. So what was my problem? The big strong handsome son of a rich lawyer, a big fish in a small pond, shouldn't have any problems - but I had one. I wanted some pussy by now and I hadn't had any yet. Even that wasn't really a problem, because girls my age, and even a few that were a little older, really liked me. It didn't matter, I was saving myself for my stepmother, and I had a plan Karen wasn't saving herself. Being young and horny had snagged her a rich husband and though she wasn't still so young, she was still horny. She didn't prowl the streets for dick or anything like that, but she had a regular dose that slipped around to see her. Dad didn't do much for her at this late date, and I'm not exactly sure why. I knew they still bumped fuzz some, because even in this big house, Karen could let you know she was getting the wood put to her. Good God that girl could moan. It wasn't enough for Karen though, she had hot pussy. That's how she came to be living with us in the first place. Karen liked a good fucking. I don't know why or how long ago Dad had quit doing enough of it to suit her, but I can remember seeing Tom Johnson dropping by every week or two since around the time I turned eleven. Tom was twenty-two the first time I saw him. That was the night Dad invited him out for dinner with us. He'd been doing a summer job thing at Dad's office before he went back to college. Tom wanted to be a lawyer too. I guess he also wanted to fuck a lawyer's wife, and Karen was letting him. I don't know if she'd had other guys on the side before Tom. I was sure he was the only extra relief she was getting now. I spent a lot of time around the house and I'm a sneaky little bastard if I do say so myself. Neither Tom nor Karen knew that their fun together while Dad was away was about to come to an end. I knew though, because Dad had given me a digital camera for my recent birthday. Karen brought it on herself, in more ways than one. She was beautiful and she was smart, but she didn't bother using her brain much. She had what she wanted. A big house, a nice car, a rich husband, and she didn't even have to get all swollen out of shape to have a son, so to speak. By this late date she was even accepted in the gossipy high society of our small town life. Always out at the country club and her regular pew at the First Baptist Church - she was even invited into the upper crust bridge club with the other we're just better than all the rest rich wives. She still made time for Tom though. Dad was oblivious, or else he just didn't care, but I doubt that was the case. Who knows, he might be laying the pipe to that latest sixteen-year-old cutie that had her first summer job down at his office. It was her or someone like her if he was getting any more than the two or three rounds he gave Karen every month. Today was the day too, the day for the showdown. Tom would be out here soon and he and Mom would get to see how much I'd already learned about photography. I only had two prints with me but they'd be plenty. One showed Tom lying back on Mom's bed while she tried to inhale his dick. The other showed him fucking her dog style, with her big titties swinging as she twisted her neck back to try and kiss him. Neither of them had a stitch on in either shot. I felt an enormous rush as I went to open the front door when Tom rang the bell. I guess it was the feeling of power getting to me. I knew damned well I had the world by the tail, or would you say I had Tom by the balls? "Hello, Tom, come on in. Mom's waiting for us in the dining room," I said, surprising him. I'm sure he expected Mom to answer the door, but she wouldn't be answering his ring ever again. I'd had just a few words with her about an hour ago. Nothing specific yet, but I'm sure she already knew that the shit was about to hit the fan. Tom was taken aback, slightly, but I could almost see him try to gather his wits as he passed by me and headed for the dining room. Good, I'd picked it because it wasn't what you'd call a homey room. It was for formal, or nearly formal occasions and its atmosphere was a little chilly, if you get my drift. "Have a seat, Tom," I said, as I entered to see him talking to Mom. She was seated and had been waiting for about an hour. You might say she looked a little nervous. I opened a drawer in the lower part of the china cabinet and retrieved the two prints. Tom was just sitting down in a chair near Mom when I lay them on the table. "Did you know I got a digital camera for my birthday, Tom?" I asked. He went deathly pale for a few seconds and then tried to attack his way out of it. "You little bastard, I'm going to ring your neck," he said, starting to rise, I laughed at him. "In case you haven't noticed, Tom, I've done some growing in the last couple of years while you've been slipping out here to hide the weenie with Momma. I'm bigger than you now and I can probably stomp your ass. "I won't though, come on over here and take your best shot. The police can get out here quickly if they need to. If you touch me, the closest you'll ever come to a career in the law will be as a jail house lawyer, trying to help the other inmates get out, hoping their gratitude will keep them from fucking you senseless after the lights go out. How do you like getting it up the ass?" I didn't have any more idea of what would happen than Tom did, but I wasn't in his position either. He was way off in the wrong and he was caught out. I had proof and I'm sure his imagination of the damage would scare him a lot more than I could. I didn't want to mess around with him though. Tom was whipped already, and I wasn't going to waste my time beating a dead horse. "Here's what's going to happen, Tom. You're going to leave our home and you're never coming back. You're also going to do your best to leave town and never come back. Believe me, you have no future in this part of the state." Staring him down was easy and it must have still been the rush of power I'd gotten from having him by the cold nuts. He tried to stare back but he couldn't hold eye contact. He was beaten and he knew it. "That's all, Tom. Haul your ass. Don't ever let me see you again, anywhere," I said, and he left. He couldn't get out of the house fast enough. Poor Karen, I knew she wanted to go somewhere too, anywhere else, probably. She couldn't though; she lived here. "What about me. What are you going to tell your father about me?" she said, sounding frightened and no doubt she was. "What am I going to tell my father? Why would I tell him anything?" I asked, and watched her look up in confusion. "If he wants to know something he can stick around here a little and find out for himself. I didn't take the pictures for my father's benefit. "I'm not the brave dutiful son defending hearth, home, and my father's honor. He can take care of his own honor as far as I'm concerned. I hope he can make it feel more welcome than he ever made me feel," I said, trying not to sound too bitter, but sure I wasn't doing a good job of it. "Then what was this all about?" she asked, and I could tell she was really curious. "It's about you squandering a family asset," I said. It confused her. Oh, not the words, she wasn't stupid, she knew what the words meant; she just couldn't make the leap to what I meant. "Huh?" "You've been giving away pussy that's already bought and paid for. I've never had any pussy and here you are giving good pussy to a stranger. That's just wasteful." "Jeff, be serious. I'm your mother," she said, looking almost shocked. "No, you're not. My mother is dead. You're my stepmother and I'm not letting you turn into an evil one. Stand up." She did, and I walked over to her. Karen was not petite. She wasn't fat or anything; she was just a tall woman, about five eight. She had long wavy black hair and brilliant blue eyes. I looked directly into them. "You're a beautiful sexy woman, Karen. I'm a horny teenaged boy. We both already know you haven't been getting as much as you want and I know I damned sure haven't been either. I'm going to fix that for both of us," I said, letting my eyes sweep down over her generous breasts and on down her body, then back up. "I just can't, Jeff, that would be too weird. I might not be your real mother but I raised you and it's just too weird," she said. "I'm sorry you feel that way, Karen. Where will you go, when Dad throws you out?" I asked. Her eyes went wide then, as if she hadn't thought about what would happen in detail. Maybe she'd been spending that hour dreading and ugly scene. I could tell the stark reality was hitting home right about now. "Face it, Karen. You don't want that to happen. You'll get over the weirdness. Now come on up to my room and you can get started on my lessons," I said. "Lessons?" "Yes, lessons. You need to teach that young boy you were just bragging about raising how to really give a girl a good fucking. I'm eager to learn," I said. I took her hand and led her out of the dining room and then upstairs to my bedroom. When we got there I kicked off my loafers and lay in the middle of my bed, propping up on a couple of pillows. "I think you should start out with a strip tease. I've heard a lot about them and I want to see what they're like," I said. ------- Chapter 2 Karen was wearing a sundress. The neckline was low cut but not daring and the hemline came nearly to her knees. I'll admit that my dick was already hard from imagining what I thought was coming. Karen was still trying to balk though. "I'm sorry, Jeff, I just can't. I thought I could but I can't. Can't we work this out another way?" she asked, and she had such a pleading look on her face. Rich little lawyer's son that I was, of course I had a cell phone of my own. I pulled it off my belt, flipped it open and hit the speed dial. The number was for a time service, but Karen didn't know that. When it picked up and told me it was one forty-five PM, I started talking. "Hi, Carolyn, this is Jeff. Id Dad available?" I asked, but the time service didn't say anything, of course. Meanwhile, Karen was about to have a stroke. I looked directly at her and in seconds she was pulling the sundress up over her head. "No, it's not important. I'll just talk to him when he gets home," I told the time service and hung up. "That strip tease didn't include much teasing Karen. Maybe you should turn on some music to remind you to at least dance around a little," I said. She looked almost grateful for the chance to take her mind off what she was doing. She turned toward my stereo and looked around through some of the CDs, choosing some stripping music I guess. I didn't give a shit how long she looked through them either. Karen was wearing a nearly transparent bra, but she was turned away from me. The thong she'd had on in anticipation of seeing Tom was a delight to my eyes though. Her ass was wonderful. In a few more seconds I learned that "Friends in Low Places" was a great little ditty for a strip tease, even if Karen was already mostly stripped. She turned around trying to dance. She was a little awkward about it at first, but it grew on her. It must have been something about having to perform with someone ogling her curves. Halfway through the song I could see that her big nipples were beginning to swell and I also noticed that her hips had loosened up to get with the beat. She must have set the player to keep repeating the track because when the song finished it started over again. Karen was having a lot easier time dealing with her predicament by that time. My bed was a big antique four-poster, and soon Karen was using one of the posts as a prop, like a dancer's pole I'd seen in strip videos off the porn sites I visited. Of course she couldn't swing around it but she did her best. She was deeply into her dancing by the time she moved up near the side of the bed and leaned over to give me a better look at her bra covered titties. I changed the script a little by reaching toward them, and when she didn't shy away I pulled the bra down off her treasures. It sent another jolt to my dick when Karen feigned shock and turned away from me, only to shake her gorgeous ass toward my face. My jeans were getting pretty tight by now, and when Karen pulled her bra completely off while her back was to me, they got tighter. I sat up and pulled off my T-shirt so I was also bare to the waist when she turned back to give me a completely unobstructed view of her natural assets. The nipples were fully engorged now and their dark presence against her lily-white skin was an arousing contrast. The wiggling those tits kept up wasn't very calming for me either. That was it, my dick was too hard to keep down any longer and I popped my jean's waistband, ripped the zipper down, and dragged out my crank, giving it a couple of strokes for good measure. From football practice and the shower we all needed afterward I already knew I had a bigger dick than anyone else my age. Apparently Karen didn't have a hint, but she was getting a good look at it now and damned if she didn't unconsciously lick her lips while she checked it out. "That's a good idea, Karen. Why don't you show me what a blowjob is all about first? I'm afraid I'm on a hair trigger here. Might as well get rid of that thong before you climb aboard," I said. Karen didn't even hesitate. She pushed the thong down her legs and stepped out of it as she climbed on the bed. I only got a short glimpse of the neatly trimmed beaver it had been hiding but I knew I could study it more closely later, so I wasn't miffed. Apparently Karen was an old hand at sucking a dick. She was good at it too, or at least I thought she was. I hadn't been lying to her. She barely had time to get her lips around my knob and make a few tongue whirls around it before she struck a come gusher. In my startled enthusiasm I grabbed her by the hair and forced more of my dick into her mouth. At least I didn't choke her with it. Karen sucked for all she was worth as the come came and when I was spent she tenderly licked and nibbled around, cleaning my dick completely and then licking around on my balls to make sure she didn't miss a drop somewhere. With my HOT sexy stepmother licking my fourteen-year-old balls right after she'd just had my dickhead in her mouth for its first experience of someone besides me handling it there wasn't a chance in hell of it deflating. Karen seemed to be pretty much over her aversion to doing the nasty with her stepson by now. She was way off into showing my boner a good time before I got my breathing back to nearly normal. She'd plop my dickhead into her mouth, swirl her tongue around it lovingly and then release it to lick her way down my meat stick and then nuzzle and nip lightly at my ball sack before sucking one of my nuts into her mouth for some attention. Then she'd backtrack. Her meticulous attention to my hardon made me think that I should let her teach me all about eating pussy, someday. Today wasn't going to be the day though. I was about to get my dick wet the old fashioned way. Maybe I was a little rough when I flipped Karen onto her back to let me do it the way I thought would be best, for the first time at least. She didn't squawk about it though; as a matter of fact her legs nearly flew apart. As I got between them and then moved up to cover her she let me know that she was right with me when her warm smooth hand took hold and put me where she wanted me. I pressed it home then, and the three strokes it took to get me fully seated will always be one of my favorite memories. At last I knew what hot pussy meant, even if my young friends who kept raving about it probably didn't have the first fucking clue. Karen's pussy felt almost hot inside to me. Hot and slick and delicious. Of course I had no way of knowing at the time, I didn't know a kegel exercise from a kick in the ass, but Karen was a fitness nut - where her pussy was concerned at least. One thing was clear to me now though. Pushing my dick up into a pussy was going to be something I enjoyed for a long long time to come. When Karen's hands took hold of my ass cheeks and started pulling me to her even harder it only reinforced the opinion. Karen's oral pop off valve maneuver on the pressure inside my balls had taken the edge of immediacy off my come reflex, and I could actually pay a little bit of attention to the new sensations that felt so wonderful. I had time to lick and suck her nipples and something about that was delightful. It wasn't taste, because I didn't really taste anything, but it just felt sexy and right. It even made me feel like giving them small bites, so I did. For some reason the small nips to her titties set Karen on fire. I'd only thought she'd been excited before. Her previous handholds of my ass cheeks turned into vigorous spurring with her slightly long fingernails, and her legs wrapped around me to squeeze my waist in a powerful grip. Then her ass switched to overdrive and I'll swear it felt like she was giving two humps to my one. As Karen revved both our engines, near the end I began just hammering my dick into her. Even I thought I might be getting carried away but I couldn't stop. When she started screaming about coming I gave up on her titties and mashed my mouth onto hers for a kiss, mostly to see if I couldn't muffle the sound. When I pushed my tongue into her mouth it felt like she was going to suck it out of my throat by the roots. I must have done something that she really liked, because she'd seemed to just go wild near the end. Prepussy blowjob or no, I finished by pumping an even bigger wad up Karen than the one I'd let her mouth suck out of me, and not only my dick, but my whole self deflated and settled down onto her panting body. Shit, this was sweet. ------- Chapter 3 Karen got her wind back before I did. She cuddled against me for a while and then moved down to lick around on my dick, getting the expected response from a fourteen year old. I enjoyed the view for a while, and then spoke up. "It's about time you showed me how to eat a pussy isn't it Karen?" I asked. "What, are you trying to become my dream come true? If you want to learn to lick me I'll be glad to give you all the lessons you can stand. Just let me go wash up a little and I'll be right back," she said. "If you make a move to leave this bed you'll be tied to it and spanked is what you'll be. Get on your back, spread your legs, and sing out if I mess up," I said. "But Jeff, your come is up in me," she said. "So? It came out of me and it can go right back in. Now, spread 'em," I said, making it an order and she didn't waste anymore time. I'd told her the truth before. I'd never seen a real live pussy in person. That didn't mean I hadn't seen plenty of pictures, close ups in fact. I'd never had a chance to handle or lick one before but I knew a pretty one when I saw it. Karen's pussy was so neat and tidy down there. Her shining black crinkly bush was a perfect dark triangle that looked exactly right. She was leaking a little of our combined juices but I swooped in and gave her a flattened tongue lick from her taint to her bush, ending up with hair in my mouth. I loved it. Karen gasped and then whimpered when I poked my extended tongue between her love lips and into the twat tunnel. It even tasted slippery and hot. I spent probably ten minutes licking, sucking, and nibbling around on her before I pursed my lips around her clit and batted it with the tip of my tongue. That was a winner big time. Karen stiffened all over and arched her back until she was bowed up and barely touching the bed. "Like that do you?" I asked. "Oh God. Where did you learn to do it?" she asked. "I just watched some things on the Internet and read a few stories about it. You taste very good too, I'm glad of that. Now, how do I make you come?" I asked. "Just keep repeating that last move and it won't take long," she said. She was right. Four or five more sucks against her clitty and a few times lashing it with my tongue and Karen exploded. My dick was in stone mode again by now but I gave her a few minutes to catch her breath before I told her it was time for the dog style lesson. Karen scrambled up into position, spread the knees to give me a good view, and then started flexing her lower back. It made her pussy try to wink and gave me a great shot at a moving target. I was on my own knees and plugging my dick into her slippery socket in seconds. It was heaven. Sticking my dick only about halfway in, I just stayed still and let her wiggling ass rock my dick, but not to sleep. Karen wanted more though and she finally backed up until I was stabbed all the way to the root of my root. The stroking started. I didn't have to move a muscle since Karen was doing it all. She kept flexing her backbone, rocking her pussy up and down and she started pushing back to me and then pulling off. As the feeling got better and better Karen moved faster and faster, until it happened. Of course I'd been watching every move closely and while I was at it I'd admired Karen's nice pink asshole winking at me. It wasn't a bit like most of them you see on the Internet. It wasn't brown and nasty looking around the hole, it was a bright pink and I knew I had to give it a try. Karen's last move had let me slip out and I knew at once where I was going back in. Putting a hand on one of her cheeks I held her still and just lay my Karen slick dick up in her ass crack, pushing it down to lay flat in the valley with my other hand and then sliding back to spread her natural lube where it would do even more good. "Jeff, what are you doing?" she asked, and sounded a little alarmed. "I'm getting ready to get a sure-nuff piece of your ass, Karen," I said. "No, you can't." Whap. I slapped a nice red handprint on the cheek I wasn't holding, and Karen shivered. "Do I need to remind you who's directing this fuck?" I asked. "But Jeff, I've never done that. I'm afraid it'll hurt," she said, trying to work up a whimper. "If it hurts, it'll hurt. You'll get over it sooner or later," I said, sliding my dick back up in her pussy for more lube and then applying it. "Oh God," Karen said, and then shook all over. "Don't worry, I'll get you all nice and slippery this time," I said, and then used my fingers to get even more lube. I even slid a slick one up her ass to spread a little bit inside. In fact I did that three times before I used my free hand to push my German helmet to her rosebud and start pressing in. Karen was shivering all over by now, pissing and moaning under her breath the whole time. Once the head was in things got a little easier and it seemed like no time before I was pumping her ass good and proper. It wasn't even very long before Karen got into it and started humping back at me. "Good girl," I said, leaning over a little and letting my fingers start strumming her pussy's banjo while I was still pumping in her flashy ass. There's no way to tell if my extra finger-fucking got Karen off or if it was mostly the nasty excitement of what I was doing to her that lit her cannon. It didn't really matter because she got her cookies as soon as my dick started filling up this new hole. It was even better when she fell forward onto the bed and her tight ass pulled strongly on my buried dick. I did have to shove it back at her hard to make sure I stayed in place as we collapsed, but it all felt grand. What an afternoon. Here I was between my beautiful stepmothers legs with my still stiff dick jammed up her glorious ass. God, what could be better than this? After we'd recovered this time Karen asked me shyly if I wanted her to clean my dick off with her mouth. "Hell no. I'm beginning to think I'm a little kinky but don't you remember where that thing's been? I've got plans for kissing your mouth again soon and I don't want to taste shit when I do, not even if it's mine. Come on in the bathroom and you can do it with a warm wet washrag. "We probably need to bring this lesson to and end anyway. I need to reflect on what I've learned," I said, slapping her on her other asscheek and laughing. I took a short nap while Karen went back downstairs and did whatever wicked stepmothers do. After about an hour and a half I woke, collected my camera from its craftily hidden spot, and downloaded the two hundred shot's it had snagged of me and Karen up close and personal. I especially liked the ones of my dick in her mouth and also those of me riding the Hershey highway. I'll bet Karen was going to be surprised when she saw my latest action shots. I was pretty sure I needed them though. I'd already figured out that she was a wild woman once you got her flying high, but I knew damned well she was going to switch to the motherly mode again soon and start yammering about us cutting that kind of stuff out. I wasn't stuck with a small hammer to hold over her head now. What I'd made her do this afternoon was a sure ticket to the lockup if the pictures got out. They weren't a hammer over her head now; they were a noose for her pretty neck if she squawked too loudly. I'd hold them for a better time though. Before long Dad was home and supper was on the table. I don't know how Karen did it myself. I had hell maintaining but butter wouldn't have melted in Karen's mouth. Earlier this afternoon she'd had her first dose of dick up her ass, and to look at her now you'd have thought she'd been to a church social. I had to try to copy that technique. I felt like a million bucks the next morning, and I don't mean all green and wrinkled. It was a great day, and a fine morning, and everything was right in my world until I got downstairs to look for breakfast. Dad was on his way out the door when I left the stairs and he had some sad news for me. "Your mother has caught something Jeff. She's running a fever and I told her to stay in bed. I wouldn't even let her get up and cook breakfast, though she wanted to. No sense in her giving it to the rest of us if we can keep from it. "You'll have to fix some cereal or a few pop-tarts or something. I can't even wait around to take you to school because I have an early meeting across town. I've already called the office and Jennifer will come pick you up and take you to school in an hour. If I can't pick you up this afternoon I'd send someone," he said, and then he was gone. That was my dedicated Dad in a nutshell. The best he could do for me was make sure I had a ride to school and back. Hell, even the camera I got for my birthday was something Karen picked out. Too bad for her she was the first one to see what it could do. It was excellent for me though, so far at least. ------- Chapter 4 As I chewed some dry toast and a pop tart I got a little suspicious about Karen's sick day. Of course it was possible she'd picked up a little something, but that didn't keep me from thinking suspicious thoughts. We'd see what we'd see. After washing up from breakfast and getting dressed I didn't have to wait long for Jennifer to arrive. I'd seen her from a distance before of course but never up close and personal. Jennifer had dark auburn hair and deep blue eyes. The hair wasn't as naturally curly as redheads usually were, it was long and wavy though and what I'd been able to see was very attractive. I didn't wait for her to toot the horn or even come to the door. When she stopped in the drive I went right on out. I got into the front passenger seat with her and my first thought was what a lucky break it was that Karen had the sniffles. Jennifer was a little doll, and wasn't really that little. I couldn't tell from seeing her sitting, but compared to my height seated I figured she was about five-six or so. She seemed the perfect weight for her size too. Her face was very pretty and her blue eyes looked perfect. She had a few scattered freckles but her skin wasn't the usual redhead alabaster. Her titties were the stars of the show though. She had on a light blouse and it was covering at least C cup titties and probably Ds. I didn't think she was braless but whatever was holding them wasn't overly sturdy since she did a lot of wiggling and wobbling as she drove. Her skirt was another hit with me too. It had to be short when she was standing because it had ridden so far up I could get a glimpse of her fire red panties between her legs every time she moved in the seat. I'm pretty sure she knew it too, since she was moving around a lot more than she needed to. I wasn't complaining. We talked about mostly nothing during the trip. I did find out that she was eighteen and that she just loved working for my Dad. I lied and told her he was a great guy and I thought maybe she had snickered just a touch at that. Of course my dick was standing right out by the time she got me to school and I didn't mind a bit when I noticed she was checking it out. School was mostly a drag. I went to public school and like the name says they'll let any dumbass come. Hell, they even make them show up. There were plenty of them to make sure that progress would be slow, if we made any at all. There was no way in hell for things to get away from you. I played the part of the studious young gentleman though. After the last bell I headed out the front door to see if I could spot anyone there to pick me up. If there weren't, it wouldn't be the first time no one had remembered to drop by. Lo and behold Jennifer was there waiting. It made me smile inside. When I got in the car I started smiling from between my legs, or stiffening at least. Jennifer had on the same clothes as this morning, mostly, but she'd made a few adjustments. The short skirt's hem was pulled up nearly to her hipbones and she was seated partially facing the door I came in though. Her knees were parted more than slightly and somewhere along the way she'd lost the red panties she'd been wearing this morning. Maybe she thought that red rug, the one that matched her drapes, was close enough to the panties' color so I wouldn't notice. Wrong! "Wow, Jennifer. I'm glad to see you," I said. "Were you afraid we'd forget you?" she asked. "No, I wasn't worried since it's happened before. I knew I'd get home somehow sooner or later. I'm glad you're here because that the cutest little bush I've seen in a long time," I said, and she even blushed as she turned to face forward and started the car. What the hell, I'd made a bold start. I slid across the seat right up against her, put my left arm around her shoulders, and as she left the parking lot I lay my right hand on her upper thigh with my fingertips just barely tickling her fuzz. "Aren't you bold this afternoon. You didn't seem so confident this morning," she said. "This morning we didn't have much time, but this afternoon... It's not a big deal if I'm late getting home," I said, slipping my hand up a little higher and stroking up and down her already fairly wet slit, and it made her shiver. "You must have been having some naughty thoughts while you were waiting on me," I said. "What makes you think so?" "Oh, I don't know. Maybe because your pussy is almost dripping," I said, and slid my index finger between her lips and then onward and upward. Jennifer seemed to almost gulp and she was at a loss for words for a few seconds. "You're getting a little bit fresh Jeff, even for my taste," she said, stiffening just a smidge and giving me a frown. I could feel her relax a little as I pulled my finger out but it didn't last long. I raised the wet digit up to my nose for a loud sniff, and when I didn't smell any hint of sperm I put it in my mouth and sucked at it loudly. "Damn Jennifer, you smell and taste delicious," I said, pulling my finger out and making a point to smack my lips loudly. "You'd better let me help you pull that skirt even higher though. The way you're dripping you'll have a big wet spot on the back of it when you get back to work," I said, reaching for the waist of the skirt with both hands as I did. She hadn't expected that and she raised her ass by instinct I guess as I tugged it up to leave her sitting on a lovely bare ass. She was still too surprised to say anything I guess and I didn't give her much time anyway. My hands spread her knees pretty wide and then I slid two fingers up her this time while I let my thumb start a gentle rubbing around her clit. She stopped for a light then and as she turned, intending to give me a tongue lashing no doubt, I put my free hand behind her head and pulled her lips to mine, running my tongue in to check things out. Jennifer stiffened a little again, but hell, she'd been so horny she was dripping when I got in the car. My fingers stroked a little deeper and my thumb slid across her peeking button and she was a goner. Her arms almost flew around my neck. We sat there through the green but it didn't matter because no one was behind us. The light did red again and when it got back to green a horn honked behind us, and it broke us up for now. "Jesus, you're sexy for a fourteen year old," Jennifer said, as she moved on toward my house. "Yep, and you're the hottest redhead I've ever had my hands on," I said, and kept sliding two fingers up her pussy and teasing hell out of her clitty too. As expected, as soon as I could see the house it was obvious there were no cars in the driveway. I had to stop the fingerfucking and fish for the garage door's remote in my pocket. I held the button down until I saw it start to open, and as Jennifer pulled into the driveway I had her drive on in and then started the door heading back down. "What are you doing?" she asked. "I'm getting us a little privacy. I have got to get my mouth on that red headed pussy," I said, reaching for her. "I hope your mother isn't feeing too much better right now," she said, as she hit the Lincoln's seat switch and had it moving back as far as it would go. I opened my door so my feet could hang out and then dropped my face between her legs as she turned and put them up on the seat. I pulled her to mw by her waist, put her legs over my shoulders and dove in. Even in the spacious Lincoln's front seat we were still a little crowded, but it wasn't so bad after I had my tongue on her. Dammed if she didn't taste as good as Karen, even if it was a slightly different flavor. Her thighs smashed against my ears when my tongue went up her, and I let my hands pinch and squeeze on every inch of her ass I could reach. I don't know if it was the excitement of the unexpected moment or what, but I had Jennifer gushing and moaning in a couple of minutes and then she let go and moaned out loud when she did. I gave her a minute to get it together and then got out on my side and went around to hers. I opened the door, helped her out and then started unbuttoning her blouse. She didn't complain until I had her bra off and was handling those fantastic titties. Her nipples were a lot bigger than I'd expected but that didn't hurt my feelings at all. I pulled her face to my lips again, teased hell out of one titty and let my other hand search for the snap and zipper on her skirt. She was back to concentrating on the action again and I don't even think she noticed when her skirt dropped to the garage floor, leaving her in only her medium-high heels. I was only wearing a T-shirt and jeans and the T-shirt was gone in seconds so I could feel those titties pressed into my chest. I knew I wouldn't have time to get my jeans off, but I moved her toward the car's front fender, had her face it and bend over, then dropped my jeans as far as they'd go. We hadn't even been home five minutes before I slipped her the meat from behind. She sucked in her breath and moaned when I hit bottom and all I could think of was "Ride 'em Cowboy." Jennifer's insides were even hotter than Karen's and she must have known all about kegels too, because she had a snapping pussy and I was loving every bite it put on me. After a few minutes I gave up on trying to play with her titties since they were mashed against the hood. I took hold of her waist and leaned back a little to see what I was getting into. Jennifer's asshole was every bit as pink and pretty as Karen's, and I felt a little pang of disappointment since I knew I wouldn't have time to buttfuck her this afternoon. Oh well, I could always go see Karen after Jennifer left, in case she needed to be comforted during her illness. Jennifer was panting like a truck horse on a long uphill pull by now and she went off without me. She tried to keep it quiet and it sounded funny to hear her trying to keep it down while she howled like a dog. She might have been done but I wasn't. I redoubled my efforts so I could get to the short rows. Jennifer caught right back up and this time we finished more or less in line. "God damn, I can't believe that," Jennifer said, after her breathings slowed down a little. "Me neither. We're going to have to try again soon just to make sure this wasn't a lie," I said, and she laughed. "We sure are. Call me when you get some free time and can let an older woman slip you away," she said, then bent her naked ass over to look for her purse, fishing out one of the cards that the firm had no doubt made for her. We kissed and pinched a little while she put her few clothes back on then I opened the garage door, kissed her goodbye, and watched and waved as she backed out and took off. I wondered if Karen would smell pussy on me when I went inside. Of course she would if I got around her before a shower. ------- Chapter 5 I didn't bother to pull my pants all the way up to go inside. Karen was supposed to be in bed, and if she wasn't? What the hell, I'd make her clean me up and then I'd fuck her too. I was a young growing boy and beginning to understand that I needed a lot more pussy than I'd thought. Damned if she wasn't puttering in the kitchen when I came in. She didn't even turn to face me when she heard the door. "Your Dad called and he won't be home tonight. He had to go out of town for a meeting. In fact, he said he wouldn't be back until late Monday evening," she told me, and sounded a little tense about it. No wonder she sounded tense. I could tell already she had mothering back on her mind, and that she'd connected the dots about the kind of treatment she could expect from me over the weekend. She probably thought it would be easy to reason with me now that she was starting with a clear head. Poor mommy. "Good. We don't need him around to spoil our fun," I said, and she turned to face me. I'm sure it was a shock for Karen when she saw I was standing just inside the kitchen door with my T-shirt gone and my pants to my knees. I almost smiled at the shocked look on her face. She recovered quickly though. Jeff, we can't do that anymore. I just can't bring myself to," she said. "I'm sorry to hear that Karen, because when I show my pictures you're going to be in so much trouble," I said. "That's not going to work again Jeff. If your Dad throws me out I'm sure he'll give me a decent settlement to keep the gossip down. I'm going to take my chances with him," she said. "Oh, did I forget to show you the last pictures I took? The ones of you sucking my dick and then taking it up the ass from little Jeffy, the fourteen year old. "Dad won't have any say in things since I'll show them to the police first. Remember Karen, that wasn't the blackmailing bastard Jeff fucking you. Or at least that isn't how the police and child protective services will see it. Those are pictures of a grown woman sexually abusing a minor. "You won't be out on your own again, you'll be locked up in jail for years. It might have been easier on you if you'd waited until I was sixteen, but fourteen. You'll get several years in the can for that. Your next lover will probably be two hundred pound Mabel, with a strap-on dildo made out of a broom handle. Maybe she'll give you a jailhouse tattoo if you're a good girl," I said. I'll admit that my description was overkill. Karen's will power left her the second she realized that I probably did have pictures of us doing the dirty deed. She was terrified by the time I got to the end of my spiel. Damn, now I was worried she might go completely to pieces. A good shot of my pacifier would probably help her out. "There, there, Karen. Don't worry about it so. Nothing bad will happen unless you try keeping up this silly sham. Come over here and suck my dick. You know you need it to settle your nerves," I said. She was wearing a light robe, and as she headed my way I motioned for her to get rid of it. Karen must not have been so sure she'd be able to put me off with her little speech since under the robe she was decked out in underwear for the wet dream scene. A tiny thong and a nearly transparent bra. No doubt they cost a bunch at Victoria's Secret. Karen hit her knees in front of me and gobbled my dick as fast as she could. When she realized what she was tasting she backed off to stare up at me with the funniest look on her face. "Oh, you haven't met Jennifer yet. She's Dad's hot little eighteen-year-old assistant. You remember what's it's like being Dad's assistant don't you? It's too damned bad I didn't have my camera handy when she abused me on the way back from school today. "Don't worry. I'll make sure it's ready when I call her over Saturday afternoon. You'll have to hide your car somewhere before she gets here. We wouldn't want her to get the idea you were watching from the closet," I said, and damned if Karen didn't smile and swallow my dick again. Karen went from wronged stepmother, wondering how to make me leave her alone to dick sucking wild woman in seconds. Probably it was the idea of someone else getting stuck in the same impossible situation, kind of a misery loves company deal. Whatever caused it was fine with me though. She sucked and slobbered all over my dick, petting and massaging my balls with her soft hands the whole time. I couldn't resist pulling my dick out of her mouth at the last and spraying my come all over her face. Damned if she didn't act like she loved it, licking out her tongue and trying to catch a drop or two while I had both my hands full of her hair, making sure most of the jism hit her around her nose and mouth. After I was done she kept licking around her own face trying to grab any stray drop she could. "Now, that's my good girl Karen. Stand up and get those clothes off so I can see the real you," I said, and she did it in a flash. The few minutes I spent petting, pinching, and sucking on Karen's wonderful big titties and saucy firm ass did my heart and my dick a world of good. When I finally let her put on an apron and get back to cooking supper my dick was harder than it was before I poled Jennifer. Alas, I was hungry too, so I left her cooking and headed upstairs to put on some gym shorts. Later, when supper was ready, I took dear old Dad's place at the table but had Karen sit in the seat closest to me so I could reach over and tease a nipple every now and then. I guess it was pretty childish of me, but what the hell, I was still a child. I'm not sure if Karen enjoyed herself as much as I did later that night. In fact I don't know how she could have. Still, she screamed like a banshee when I made her come and she could hardly wait to turn around and suck me back up hard every time I blew my load. After I'd fucked her as many times as I could she tucked me in and went to her bedroom. When I woke the next morning I felt great. I took a shower and dressed then headed to the kitchen. Breakfast was ready and I stuffed myself full of eggs, bacon, and biscuits. Karen had worn her apron only cooking uniform this morning, just like I'd made her last night; by the time I'd finished I was ready for a few goodbye kisses, all up and down my dick. I'd just made her stop so she could put on some clothes and take me to school when I had a brilliant idea. "Call the office Karen and have them send someone out to take me to school. Tell them you're still not feeling well," I said, and she picked up the phone. Since she knew everyone down there I guess it was normal for her to chitchat a little. It didn't matter to me. Hell, if it was Jennifer I'd probably tell her to come inside and take her to my bedroom for a couple of hours of fun and games. I could always have Karen call the school later and tell them I was staying home because of sickness. She was my mother after all, to them at least. Jennifer wasn't the one that came to get me though. Margot did, but I noticed she was driving the same big Lincoln that Jennifer had used yesterday. I nearly said something stupid when I opened the front door to get in, because Margot's skirt was up even higher than Jennifer's had been yesterday when she came out to get me. I managed to hold my tongue but I knew my eyes must have been bulging out since Margot wasn't wearing a sign of panties. Her auburn bush was on display right up there between her beautiful legs. She didn't say anything about it but she did have a little smirk on her face. It put me off my stride for a second and then I got hold of myself. I was almost positive that Jennifer had put her up to it, but I had serious doubts about her telling the whole story. She probably bragged that she'd teased me all the way to school, and back later in the day. I bucked up my nerve and slid over right beside Margot. "Damn Margot, I never realized that you were so sexy," I said, putting my right hand between her legs and then sliding it up against her pussy. "Jeff, what are you doing?" she asked, and sounded nearly as surprised as I'd been. "If you're going to flash your toys around like that you can't expect me not to play with them," I said, and then kissed her soundly. It had worked on Jennifer. She stopped before we'd even backed out into the street, but she didn't break the kiss for a few seconds. Meanwhile my fingers had been examining her love lips and she'd even spread her thighs a little, though I think it was a reflex movement. "We can't do this right out in public Jeff," she said. "What? You mean Jennifer didn't tell you I'd probably be all over you?" I asked. "No, she just said she'd teased you unmercifully," she said, and then grimaced over her mistake. "So you thought you'd come and give it a try too, huh. I'll bet she didn't tell you about me fucking her senseless after school, did she?" I asked, and Margot gasped. "No, she said you were too shy to even speak." "I guess you know who's telling the truth then," I said, and she'd barely nodded her head before she realized I already had a finger up her hot cooter and that she was getting wetter by the second. "Oh God," she said. I was tired of explaining the facts of life to a grown woman by now so I slipped my finger out and asked her if she didn't think we needed to move along. I let her back out and get going before slipping my hand into her blouse near the waist. She hadn't even noticed when I unbuttoned it. She sucked in her breath sharply when she felt me rubbing her flat stomach but at least she didn't complain. She did squawk a little when I reached the hand up to palm a fat titty though. I just handled it and the other one some until we got stopped by a light. I didn't kiss her there like I had Jennifer but I did work my hand under the flimsy bra and get down to business on the bare flesh. Hell, her nipple was already swollen and I gave it the business all the way to school. "Be sure you're here by three twenty to take me home Margot," I said, as I adjusted my dick and got out of the car. ------- Chapter 6 As I walked into school I decided I needed to thank Jennifer. She had put Margot in on things too, and I had a notion that years of working for my Dad had washed the resistance out of her. I figured I'd just go ahead and move my Saturday plan for Jennifer up to this afternoon for either of them that came to get me. With barely time enough before the morning bell, I called Karen and gave her the marching orders. She was to back her car out of the garage, leave the keys in it, and call the place dealership to come and fetch it for an oil change and a tune up. "Tell them we'll just pick it up tomorrow," I said, and then rang off since the bell was ringing. My poor dick was hard all day long. Before I walked outside after the last bell I checked my voice mail and Karen had left a message telling me that her car was gone and that she'd be hiding in her bedroom. My spirits perked up when I saw Margot was parked right close to the front door. I went over to the car, got in, and buckled up this time. "What? Have you turned shy on me during the day?" she asked. "Not a chance, there's just no sense putting on a show here in the parking lot like I did yesterday. Seems like dear Mom had to visit her mother for the night. We won't have to bother with a garage quickie like Jennifer and I yesterday," I said. "Oh well, I was looking forward to the excitement, but I guess I can soldier on," Margot said. "I should have realized that," I said, sliding over close to her and running a hand up between her thighs. "Oh, that's more like it," she said. "Remember, I'm young and recover quickly. I can give it to you good in the garage then we can adjourn to my room for some serious consultation," I said, sliding a finger up her as I did. Margot was trying to act so sophisticated and worldly but it didn't work out that well. I had a finger up her, stirring up trouble, her blouse open and her bra pushed up over her fat titties before we were half way home. Once the garage door was on its way down I latched my lips onto one of her plump stiff nipples and sucked for milk. I didn't get any but her coochie got a lot slicker for my finger right away. She didn't waste much time either. She had my zipper down and my dick out pretty quickly and the only thing holding up my blowjob was the awkward maneuvering situation in the car seat. "Shit, that's enough of the exciting garage fuck. Let's get inside so we can have room for fun without acrobatics," Margot said. I let her get all the way inside with her clothes still on her, even though most of them were unbuttoned by now. I striped them off as we went and by the time we made it upstairs and to my room she didn't have a damned thing on her but some of my slobber around her tits. It only took a few seconds to get my clothes off too, and then I lay in the big middle of my bed. Margot moved onto it too but she got between my legs and bent over to inhale my dick. I was ready for some sixty-nine action myself so I made her get up and push her pussy onto my mouth from above. Margot knew a hell of a lot more about sucking a dick than Jennifer did. She'd probably had a world of practice on my Dad. No matter, I knew I could get it right back up so I spewed her good when it felt right. Meanwhile I was licking her cute cooter to beat the band and she didn't even slow down on my pole. She swallowed my come and went right back to suction mode. Ten minutes later I knew I had her close, so I bailed out from under her and mounted. Her pussy was hot and slick and she could do something with the insides too. I pumped and pounded her and she gave it to me right back. We even went off more or less together this time, and after I rolled off, Margot rolled right up next to me, kissing, petting, and caressing me everywhere she could reach. Hell, I could get to enjoy things like that. Margot wasn't in a bit of a hurry to get back to work either. She kept kissing and licking til I had it up again and then climbed aboard to ride me. This was even nicer, since I could play with her titties while she did most of the fucking. I liked it so much I talked her into staying until eight o'clock and fucking me three more times. Finally she said she had to get home or her roommate would start to worry. She cleaned up a little in the bathroom and then I walked her to the garage door, helping her put her clothes back on as we came to them. We did some serious goodbye kissing and then I opened the door and let her out. Karen came into the kitchen as soon as she heard the garage door close behind Margot. "Well, did you enjoy your time with another of your father's sluts?" she asked, in a catty voice. "I'll have to say I enjoyed it immensely, but it was nothing like fucking his wife," I said, and smiled a wicked smile at her. Karen appreciated the thought and since all she was wearing was a sexy sheer robe that was damned near transparent I could even see her nipples stiffening. Transparent wasn't good enough for now though, since I didn't need any teasing to get my dick back in shape. "You'd better go put your sexy, nearly non-existent robe away mother dear. I'd be sad if it were damaged by me ripping it off you," I said, and licked my lips. "I'm afraid I won't have time, I'll just leave it here," she said, slipping out of it and laying it over a chair. I guess she had a point because I gathered her up in my arms and carried her upstairs to my bedroom. I thought about just taking her to the bed she and dad slept in and nailing her to it, but I didn't have any cameras in there. My room had the birthday gift aimed right at my bed, and also a webcam covering another angle of the same spot. Neither were making the views available to the Internet though, they were both attached to my computer and saving everything they saw. I didn't think I'd ever get enough shots of women I was fucking and the thought gave my dick another twinge when I thought about getting Jennifer out here so that I could save some memories of her. Right this second was for Karen's use though, or for my use of Karen. When I reached my bed I lay her down on it and joined her, sucking in one of her fat nipples and easing my way between her lovely legs. She must have been panting for it from hearing me pound on Margot and from the howling accompaniment, because she took hold of my pride and joy to aim it as her legs nearly flew apart. Hell, if that's what she wanted... I pushed my dick up her as hard as I could and she was already so slick I went to the bottom right away. She gave me an inner squeeze and we were off, galloping toward a fast come. I put my hands down under her cheeks, took a good hold, and started a steady slamming. Neither of us lasted very long that way but the pleasure when I blew was nearly unbelievable. I was too winded to even roll off her but she didn't seem to mind. She patted and petted my back and kissed me all around my neck, ears, and face and then whispering about the wonderful way I'd made her feel. I'm glad she liked it because as best I could tell she was going to get plenty more. Not all that much tonight though. Tomorrow was going to be a big day for Jennifer and Margot too. Even as young and always ready as I was I knew I'd have to pace myself. What the hell, I let myself fall asleep on top of Karen, using her big titties for a pillow. My nap only lasted about half an hour though and Karen was gone when I woke. I didn't bother putting anything one and headed down to the kitchen, hoping she'd decided to do her motherly duty and cook my supper. Sure enough she was in her apron again and cooking me a steak and baked potato. I gave her a kiss on the cheek, a squeeze on her ass, and then took a seat at the counter. She put my supper on it about three minutes later. "Aren't you going to eat?" I asked. "No, I had a snack before you and Margot got here, and besides, I need to watch my weight. I've missed working out for the last three days and I've got a hell of a lot of competition now," she said, and it made me feel great. Karen had gone from wailing and bemoaning her fate at my hands to trying to make sure she'd keep getting her share of my dick. I couldn't think of any better outcome myself, and then I did. Just behind the bedroom door was my father's bed where his woman slept. What could be better than laying the pipe to Karen in it? Putting horns on my father's head in his on bed. Hell, it would be a classic. I almost dragged her in there to give her another round, but I didn't right at the last. My camera and web cam weren't the last ones ever made. It would be a trivial expense to my father's way of thinking to have his bedroom professionally surveilled. Of course the thought begged the question. Why? The obvious answer was why not? The cost would be nothing to him. He didn't really know shit about computers and what they were capable of, but he did have a captive geek down at his office that helped clue them in about such things. The guy, Phil, wasn't an uber-hacker or anything like that but he did know what he was doing and dad wouldn't have him out hiding webcams and shit like that anyway. Phil's greatest contribution, if he even made one, would be to make my dad aware of what was possible. The answer came to me then. The security company that put the alarm system in our house. Dad didn't call one of the hundred dollar wonders that would wire your place for ninety-nine-ninety-five and bill you forty bucks a month. You know what I'm talking about, the ones that advertise on TV. When he decided to upgrade his alarm system he called a professional place and they spent a week doing the job. Hell, we went to Hawaii for that week so we wouldn't be underfoot. There was no damned telling what they'd done and it was a sure bet that I didn't know enough about it to discover anything they might have done. I knew I was probably being paranoid but it didn't matter now. I'd never step in that bedroom at all, for anything. My dad might not have been much of one, but he was no dumbass. He didn't get so wealthy by not paying attention to what was going on around him. In fact, there was a chance he had known about Tom all along and had intended to give he and Mom enough rope to fuck themselves this weekend. He wouldn't have any way of knowing that I'd cured that problem for him, whether he wanted me to or not. Damn, the whole scenario put me right out of the fucking mood. ------- Chapter 7 Since I was now out of the mood I ran my thoughts by Karen and asked her opinion. She hadn't even been the least bit suspicious but after I mentioned it she got paranoid herself. "You could be right Jeff, but if you are I am so lucky that you ran Tom off when you did. That was the first week he'd been able to drop by since our trip and we'd have been making the beast with two backs minutes after he arrived if you hadn't pulled your stunt. "Jesus, your Dad could have thrown me away like a used rubber if you hadn't saved the day. I'd have ended up on the street probably. I just hope he hasn't got video in the whole house," she said. "I doubt it. It wouldn't take much to just cover one bedroom and he probably figures that he'll catch you at something sooner or later. In fact his trip this weekend points to it. He probably thinks he's giving you a clear shot to do the nasty with Tom while he's gone. Won't he be surprised?" "I hope he will and that he doesn't try to up the ante with something we won't think of," she said, and sounded worried. "Think about it Karen. At bedtime, leave a small light or two on and then fingerfuck yourself all you can stand. Be sure to call out his name then piss and moan about him not taking proper care of you. Who knows, a good show might rev up his interest," I said. "But I'd rather have you now," she said. "That doesn't have anything to do with it. He's not going to use you up. If he does come sniffing around more often just do your best to fuck his brains out. Suck his dick like it was the greatest thing on earth and when he's poling you keep begging for more and howling for him to do it harder. Hell, he's the one making the payments on your pussy and he should get all he wants just on general principles. It ain't gonna make me jealous," I said, and pinched her on the ass. "I guess you're right," she said. "I know I am. Now, get in there and diddle yourself up a storm. I'm going to my bedroom so I can think about you doing it and jack off," I said, and headed for my room. I wasn't thinking about Karen when I got in bed though and I didn't Jack off. I thought about what it would be like tomorrow if I could get Jennifer or Margot or both over to the house. I wouldn't be jacking off then either. It didn't take me long to drift off to sleep but I woke at eight the next morning. I tried to stay in bed and get back to sleep but I didn't have a chance. I had getting Jennifer on tape on my mind and I couldn't let it go. I must have spent an hour lying there twisting and turning things around in my mind, trying to think of any possibility. Finally I got up, hoping I could do something and get my mind off all that crap. When I made it to the kitchen Karen hadn't yet. I let her sleep and made a pot of coffee. She came out after my third cup and when she saw me at the counter she started rattling the pots and pans. She had a big plate of fried eggs, biscuits, and bacon in front of me fifteen minutes later. "What's got you so quiet this morning?" she asked, after I'd finished. "I'm not sure how to go about getting Jennifer and Margot both in my bed at the same time," I said. "That's easy. Jennifer likes to lick pussy too. Margot and I are old friends from when I worked there and she told me about it. She even admitted that she'd been with Jennifer a couple of times," Karen said. "God Damn. That's just too good to believe, but I do. I have to get some video of that action," I said. "How will that help you get a grip on them? It might be embarrassing but they wouldn't be too worried about ending up in jail over it," she said. "If I get them in my bedroom I'll end up with all the blackmail material I could ever need anyway. I just want to watch them at it and have some video files to make sure I can relive fond memories anytime I want to. Shit, my dick is aching for it already," I said. "I'm just the one to help you out with that," Karen said. "A blowjob maybe, but I don't want to run down before either one of them gets here. I can see it now. I'll call Jennifer over and do the nasty with her for a while and then I can get her to call Margot. I know things might not work out with Margot but I need the pics of Jennifer anyway," I said. "Are you going to do both of them up the ass too?" Karen asked, and she was practically slobbering all over the counter just from thinking about it. "Of course. Maybe not today but soon, you can bet your ass it will be soon," I said. For a second I thought she was gong to come just from the thought. I pulled her too me and attacked her mouth while I let a hand stray to her bush so I could flick her button. She was so hot already that she went off after only a few minutes of finger work. "God, I don't know how you do it. You get me hotter than I can stand with your evil little schemes, not to mention your dick," she said. "I do it on purpose. I like it when you get worked up. Just think about what it will do to you when I show you the video from them fucking me half to death and then eating each other. I might even ass fuck one while she's licking the other," I said, and Karen shivered again. I called Jennifer around ten thirty. She admitted she didn't have anything going on today so I asked if she'd mind coming over and driving us somewhere for lunch. She still thought Karen was visiting her mother and I didn't tell her different. I was a little surprised when she showed up in the same Lincoln but I didn't mention it. She did though. She said dad had asked her to take it while he was gone in case I needed a ride somewhere over the weekend. "I hope you aren't mad that I forgot to tell you about it. Things were so exciting last time I saw you that it slipped my mind," she said. "Oh, it's ok. After lunch we can go back to the house and you can suck my dick to make it up to me," I said, and grinned. "Goody. I was hoping I could get off easy," she said. "I didn't say I wouldn't spank you for it too," I said. "Sounds kinky. I might like it," she said. Of course, if I decided to spank her I wasn't going to care much whether she liked it or not. I didn't see any sense in bringing that up though. We'd just have to see how well she minded her Ps and Qs this afternoon. She asked where we were going for lunch and I told her to find the nicest place that she could. I didn't give a shit what it costs and it wouldn't hurt a bit to make her feel special if I could. Hell, she was special. She was only the second woman I'd had my dick in and that made her real special to me, since she was about to become the forth woman I'd had my dick in too, or was it the fifth. Damn, I'd lost count already. When she took me to a smallish Italian food place that wasn't one of those damned chain things I was happy. It might have been small but it was really more intimate. The decor was high class too and the service started out terrific and got better as things went along. The waitress was just what you'd expect in an Italian place. Dark, big tittied, and with wide made for hard fucking hips and an ass that pouted to be handled. She also flirted shamelessly. When she brought our water and the menus she stood very close to my seat, nearly leaning against me. Hell, I slipped my arm around her waist and gave her fine ass a short fondle just to see what would happen. Damned if she didn't move just a little closer and my dick shot to full pressure right away. I'd have to eat here more often. Maria left to give us a few minutes to figure out what we wanted to eat. She must have been watching us because she came right back as soon as we set the menus on the table. When she returned she stood right up against me again, and since we were in a sort of secluded area I slid a hand up under her skirt while I ordered for Jennifer and myself. I didn't try to climb the stairway to heaven all the way, but I did get halfway home before she pressed her legs together tightly, trapping my hand. I looked directly into her eyes while I ordered and noticed that she was smiling wide and blushing just a little. Jennifer was putting butter on a bread stick and munching. I'm sure she missed the whole byplay. When the food came a male brought it on a big tray and he served us. It didn't matter much to me since I wouldn't have been able to give Maria another groping while she tried to serve us. Jennifer and I dug in and it was the best restaurant meal I could ever remember. It had me anticipating a few more birthdays since I was sure it would have been even better if I'd been old enough to have wine with it. When Maria brought the bill I put it on plastic but I tipped her in cash with a fifty. Her eyes let me know it was more generous than she'd expected and what the hell, it couldn't hurt anything except dad's hip pocket. I was pretty sure he could handle the strain. "Where to now?" Jennifer asked, when we were back in the car. "Why don't we head back to my house? I feel like having a short nap now that I'm full," I said, but gave her my best lecherous grin. "Is Karen still at her mother's place? Are you sure she won't come home later in the day?" she asked. "She's staying another night to nurse her poor sick mother back to health," I said, lying through my teeth. "That's so sweet of her. Maybe you can nurse a little too." I was going to nurse all right, but I wasn't expecting to get any milk. Jennifer might not realize it but she was going to be nursing on my dick. I was sure she'd have better luck getting something for her efforts but it wasn't going to be milk, even though it would be white, sorta. We didn't waste any time fooling around in the car seat after the door came down this time. We headed directly for my bedroom. Even though the preliminaries were sweet they were definitely short. After we had our clothes off I lay on my back in the big middle of my bed and had her give me a get acquainted mouth massage for my pride and joy. Just as she climbed aboard and got ready to lower that hot slippery slot down over my hardon I had a terrible urge to call out "Roll tape," but I managed to keep from it. ------- Chapter 8 As Jennifer slid down my pole I just lay there and took it, for a few minutes anyway. I took a titty in each hand and gave them the business while she fucked her little ass off. By now I'd learned a little control too and as she worked harder and harder to get me off she lit her own candle and she exploded when I pinched down on both her nipples pretty hard. Jennifer was panting and kissing around on my face with my hard unexploded dick still up her. I rolled her over onto her back and started fucking her in earnest. All she could do for a few minutes was lay there and take it, but soon enough I had her going again by the time I blew my load up her she went off again. Even though cuddling and kissing afterward wasn't natural to me I'd caught on the women really appreciated things like that so I poured it on. I even spiced up the aftermath with a little tale about me nailing Margot on the same bed. I even worked around to a fantasy of someone licking on Margot snatch while I was doing her. Of course I already knew Jennifer had put lips to Margot's pussy before and damned if my imaginary tale didn't get her in the mood for another taste. The rest of it was duck soup. In merely minutes I had Jennifer all set to pull a surprise on Margot if I could get her over here. It was easy to get Jennifer to go hide the Lincoln around the block and walk back. While she was gone I gave Karen the lowdown on what was about to happen and had her hide upstairs in the bedroom across the hall from mine. Karen was barely in place when Jennifer came knocking on the front door and I let her in. "Did you get Margot to come over?" she asked, and her eyes were shining bright when she asked. "No, I decided to wait until you got back so you could listen in on an extension phone while I called her." "Oh great. I can hardly wait to hear you talk her into it." It only took a few minutes of fooling around to get Jennifer naked and dripping again and then I had her wait by my bedroom extension while I called Margot on a cordless phone. Jennifer picked up the extension while the phone was still ringing. Margot answered after the second ring and I eased into a conversation about being home alone and lonesome. She teased me a little, but finally agreed to come on over and spend a little quality time with me. Jennifer was about to piss her pants after we hung up, but I had her hide in my closet while I went down to let Margot in. I raised the garage door and let her drive right on in then went out to help her out of her car. I gave her a serious kissing and a minor fondling as soon as she was out of her car and then we headed up to my bedroom right away. Margot had fixed her face and hair and she looked beautiful, but she was wearing what I'd call a fashionable set of sweats. No doubt she hadn't wanted to waste time getting all dolled up just so I could sling her clothes everywhere when I got my hands on her. I approved, and I did indeed have her clothes off her shortly after we made it to my bedroom. She'd been braless to start with and when I pulled the stretchy pants off her there'd been nothing but a tiny thong covering her bush. I had it all off her shortly and I didn't wasted much time on preliminaries. She was in the middle of my bed with me between her legs and pumping for oil before the water got hot. Margot got hot though and somehow the animalistic way I pounced on her had her boiling. I was nailing her to the bed in no time and she was moaning and crying out my name. I kept a careful watch on her though and just before I figured she was about to go off I pulled out of the socket and moved up to sit below her titties and wave my dick in her face demanding she suck it. I'm sure it was a rude shock for her, but she was reaching for my glistening pole with her tongue when the real shocker hit her. Jennifer had been waiting for my moved and as soon as I pulled my dick out of Margot Jennifer made a move of her own. When I settled down on Margot's chest Jennifer put her lips to work between Margot's legs and right on her pussy. It made Margot open her mouth wide to say "Oh" but she never got it finished because I poked my dickhead in her mouth when she opened up. Margot tried to suck my dick, but after a few seconds Jennifer must have hit her clitty because she stopped trying to suck and just opened her mouth and screamed. The way she whipped her head back and forth after that made me give up on getting my dick sucked so I unassed Margot's body and made my way back between Jennifer's legs and put the meat to her unattended pussy. After a few deep strokes up Jennifer I yelled out the prearranged signal to Karen - "Powder River and let her buck" - and she made her entrance in all her naked glory. She took a look at what was going on, looking for a likely spot to join in. What with me with my dick all the way up Jennifer and with Jennifer's mouth commanding Margot's pussy Karen decided to sit on Margot's face, whether Margot wanted it or not. Karen surprised me with her nimbleness then as she was up on the bed straddling Margot's head and lowering her pussy onto her mouth in seconds. I gave us all a few seconds to get into rhythm and then pulled my dick out of Jennifer's pussy and put it right up her ass. She did a little bit of screaming and then a little moaning and then she got back to her licking. All good things must come to and end someday, but unfortunately ours didn't come to an end at the same time. Karen was the last to join in, but apparently Margot had done an excellent job because Karen blasted off first. Margot got off next and I had to pump like hell to get Jennifer off and myself with her. Of course we were all lying on the bed panting in seconds and then Margot and Jennifer gave us a little grief about tricking them so. Jennifer didn't really have a bitch coming since she'd thought she was tricking Margot all along and Margot was a good sport about the whole thing, so we mostly ended up waiting around until my dick rose again so we could start over. I was in hog heaven myself and the three of them worked on me and each other until my dick was just done for. After they'd done me completely in and licked each other all they wanted to they put on some clothes and we all went down and sat around the table while Karen broiled us some steaks and baked some potatoes. Margot and Jennifer hung around and had a couple of drinks after we finished eating and lo and behold I thought I could get it up another time or two so we headed up to my bedroom for an encore. I ended up getting the best of them this time, but by the time it was over it was too late for any of them to go home so Margot and Jennifer slept with me while Karen went down to sleep on what we thought of as TV. Of course my first time sleeping between two naked women had my dick hard almost all night long. When I woke in the morning I rolled Margot over onto her back and woke her with a dick sneaking up her cooter. She wasn't amused at first, but I guess I grew on her and she ended up waking Jennifer with her squealing as she got off. I had held back on her and as soon as Jennifer was up on her elbow watching Margot get her hosing I moved over and got between Jennifer's legs for another turn. She was a good sport about the early morning hosing and I had her doing a little squealing of her own before I was done. Alas, my company claimed to be fucked out after that and even though they stayed for the breakfast Karen cooked up Jennifer had Margot drive her around the block to get the Lincoln soon after. Karen and I found ourselves at loose ends so we headed back up to my bedroom for a quickie and a nap that lasted until afternoon. After we'd laid around all we could stand Karen called the limo service and had them take her over to get her van. When she got back home with it we decided to go get something to eat and since the Italian place was still on my mind I directed us to it. We were late for lunch but early for dinner and we had the place mostly to ourselves. After we were seated in a cozy booth which was out of sight of most of the place I was happy to see the same waitress I'd had the other night. She must have been one to remember a big tipper too, because she came right up to stand beside me for our orders this time too. I ran my hand right back up under her skirt when she came by and I kept it there. She was trying to put on the good show around Karen, but I wasn't helping. When my hand reached her panties and wasn't deterred and let my fingers work their way under the leg band and onto her cuntlips. She trembled a little and then got weak in the knees so I popped up out of my seat and had her sitting on the bench beside me in seconds. The poor little thing looked frightened at first until she saw the big smile Karen was giving her and then she relaxed into my kissing when I turned to her. My hand was right back inside her panties in seconds and I had my finger wet and buried in no time. I frigged her gently but insistently for a few minutes and sure enough she went off a couple of minutes later. I hugged her to me and whispered into her ear while she recovered and finally found out she would be off by ten. I told her we'd be waiting for her. I finally let her escape with our order and by the time it had been delivered and she was back to make sure we didn't need anything else she was all smiles and actually looked excited. After we'd finished I tipped her a hundred this time and told her we'd be there at ten tonight. ------- Incomplete and Inactive ------- Posted: 2007-01-01 Last Modified: 2008-12-25 / 08:31:06 pm ------- http://storiesonline.net/ -------