Dr Hooters Pt XXXII Mary dug herself into the front lawn and planted herself. Tommy noticed that she had gotten a bit glazed. He shrugged and car- ried the rest of theur luggage into the house, climbing the stairs and unpacking intheir respective rooms. Consuela helped him, displaying a sprightliness she had seldom evidenced before. Tommy stretched out on the bed in the room Captain Ted had indi- cated for Mary. The long drive from Miami had worn him out, that and the strange events of the last few days; Blair's reappearance and disappearance, the attack on Mary and Consuela. There was something very odd indeed going on. He woke up with a start. It was night outside, and there was someone in the bed next to him. It was Mary. So as not to dis- turb her, he moved slowly out of the bed, but she felt his move- ment, and awoke. Mary touched him lightly on the shoulder. "Relax, Tommy! Its just me. You were all worn out, so I didn't wake you up." She was wearing a diaphanous white nightgown that displayed her slen- der, curvaceous figure to good effect, and Tommy felt his dick stiffen in spite of himself. Mary cut on the light beside the bed, and Tommy noticed that, since Mary was between him and the light, he could see the swell of her small, firm breasts through the fabric of the nightgown. The breasts were the color of summer grass and the nipples were the color of pine needles, as was her long, perfumed hair. Tommy stiffened even more. Mary sat up in the bed and pushed her hair back, thrusting her breasts out so that the tops of them peaked out the hem of the gown. Tommy had never seen green cleavage before, but he decided it wasn't all that bad, not on her. "Your friend Captain Jack never showed up, Tommy. Consuela and I made some supper, but I wasn't very hungry." "He'll be here, uh, Mrs. Quinteros", Tommy replied, "he kinda keeps his own schedule. She nestled up to him on the bed. "Call me Mary, Tommy. 'Mrs. Quinteros' makes me feel a hundred years old. Besides, I haven't seen Amanda's father in over eight years. Do I look that old to you?" Tommy felt himself getting even stiffer. In fact, he couldn't remember ever getting this stiff. He glanced down at his blue jeans, and saw that an enormous lump had formed in them. Lord above! It looked like he was carrying a soccer ball around in his pants. Mary noticed it too. "I'd say, no, Tommy. It looks like you don't think I'm old at all." She reached a slender green hand under his shirt, found one of his nipples and began playing with it, taking care to lean one of her small, hard breasts into his arm. "I don't think you're too young, after all. Not built the way you are!" Tommy surrendered to the inevitible and drew Mary to him. She was surprisingly light and small in his arms. Blair must take more after her father, he thought. I hope she doesn't kill me for fucking her mom, 'cause it doesn't look like there's any way out of it. He kissed her deeply on the mouth, then pulled away suddenly. "What's the matter, Tommy?", Mary asked. "Uh, nothing Mrs..., uh, Mary", he responded. "I thought you might taste like a piece of broccoli or something." Mary giggled and began opening Tommy's shirt. Astounded at the multiple layers of hard, masculine muscle she found, she threw herself on him with a vengance, kissing him roughly about the mouth, neck, shoulders and abdomen. "God! Tommy! I'm such a sucker for a man with muscles." Tommy stripped his shirt away. His dark skin was just beginning to glisten with the sweat of his desire, and this made his thick, cable-like musles stand out in even deeper relief. He moved his large hands over Mary's slender body, stroking her hair, her hard, pert ass, her small, eager breasts. He pulled the night- gown away from her body, and saw that her pussy hair had gone green as well, and it was glistening with Mary's welcoming nec- tar. Putting her hands for the first time on Tommy's lump, Mary nearly fainted as she traced the outline of Tommy's turgid member under his jeans. "Jesus, Tommy", she remarked, "I hope you didn't fuck Blair with this dick. It feels like its the size of a fire hose!" "Honest, Mary! It wasn't this big when me and Blair..." But Mary was already stuggling with Tommy's zipper, her dainty breasts shaking with the effort. Pulling the zipper down, she reached inside Tommy's boxers and yanked his dick into full view. Tommy finished the operation, pulling his jeans and shorts off almost with one movement. "Its bigger", he said flatly. "It grew, just like Blair's tits." Mary was impressed. Tommy's massive prong, not quite erect, was about the same size and thickness as one of the summer salamis she remembered hanging in Mr. Schultz's butcher shop when she was a girl. She put her hand on the wine-red glans, about the size of a grapefruit, and already glistening with pre-cum. Tommy's flaired cum-hole stared at her like the eye of a huge one-eyed snake, the size of a quarter in diameter. Rubbing the flanks of Tommy's huge shaft with both hands, she brought it quickly to full attention. "Now this is a dick, Tom- my! You should be proud of yourself. This is the biggest dick I've ever seen!" Tommy was a as surprised as Mary. He felt uniquely potent, but at the same time, his huge new dick was crying out for sex, and he could feel the spunk boiling in his balls. But, how was he gonna get this huge tool up this tiny little woman? "We need to wet him down a bit first, Tommy", Mary instructed him. Then, she straddled his huge dick and ground her pelvis against it from above, sliding up and down on the massive, fluted shaft, moistening it with her lubricants. Tommy howled with desire. He began thrusting with his hips against Mary's motions, seeking entrance for the mighty head. "We're gonna have to take this slow, Tommy. You're gonnna have to give me time to take you in, baby. You're so damn big!" Then she spread her legs wider than Tommy ever remembered a woman spreading them before, and the lips of her vagina yawned and grabbed the tip of Tommy's head, pulling it into Mary. He could feel the walls of Mary's vagina give way as he entered her. It was as though she flowed away. Yet, the walls of her pussy kept pulling on the shaft of his giant dick, nudging him in inch by powerful inch. Mary squeaked with delight as she felt the warm thickness of Tom- my's huge cock penetrate her. Something had changed inside her as well. It was as though she was more malleable, more flexible. She never should have been able to accomodate a cock this size. Even some of larger among her boyfriends had been painful to her in the past. But she now had Tommy about halfway up her, and only about nine more inches of hard cock-meat remained. She pushed Tommy down into the bed, and postioned herself over the top of him, and slipped herself carefully down as Tommy filled her more and more with his urgent, titanic dick. Astounded at her own capacity, Mary began pumping up and down on Tommy's shaft. The suction generated a loud slurping sound as she worked him back and forth, up and down. She felt wave after wave of delight as Tommy's thickness pressed hard against her en- gorged clit, and she pushed it with her hands against his rock- hard cock-meat. "Oh Tommy!", she groaned "God! A-A-A-O-A-u-g-h! Please! Fuck me hard! I need a good hard fucking! I'm such a horny green bitch!" Tommy, for his part, was vainly trying to keep his pud inside his dick, but the sap was rising faster than he could retain it. He felt his seed rise from his boiling balls, up the corded spunk- tube on the underside of his great shaft. The sight of Mary writhing on his huge cock, her long green hair tickling his balls, her lighter green breasts with their dark green nipples shaking and quivering with her every thrust, stimu- lated Tommy enormously, and it wasn't long before he came like the tide. Mary felt Tommy's hot spunk shooting up inside her, washing up around the regions of her stomach and mid spine. Before long, she was enveloped in her own orgasm, gushing out great thick gobs of Tommy's ropey cum in her own ejaculate, as she bathed Tommy's shaft with her own love-juices. Exhilirated and exhausted, Mary climbed off Tommy's softening dick, and into his cradling arms. She snuggled against the hard plates of his muscled chest. "I raped you, Tommy", she confessed. "I'm sorry. I raped my own daughter's boyfriend!" "Its not like I hated it", Tommy replied, somewhat at a loss for words. "But, still, I rather we not let Blair know." Mary gazed up into Tommy's dark eyes with her own emerald ones. "You really love her, don't you, Tommy?" "Yeah, no, uh", Tommy stammered. "There's no one quite like Blair, Mary. No one. Not even you. But you pretty damn hot, for a green woman." "Its odd, Tommy", Mary whispered, "but standing out in the yard this afternoon, I felt like I was talking to all the trees and plants in the neighborhood. They talk about growing, and bearing fruit, and, somehow, it got me all hot and bothered. That's when I came upstairs, saw you asleep in the bed, and got in next to you." "Talking to trees", Tommy mused. "Well, it makes sense. In the last two days, I've been with a female Hercules and a cucumber- woman. Daughter and mother." "Maybe you'd better cut out of here before Grandma takes a whack at you as well, Tommy", said a large dark-haired man with a bright smile, who appeared in an instant in their doorway. "It won't be long before she's ready for night manewuvres as well." Mary clutched the sheets about her, but Tommy bounded out of bed and embraced him. "Captain Ted! You're back!", he shouted.