Date: Sun, 14 Feb 2016 22:03:31 -0700 From: Jim J Subject: Jill - Part 12 Jill - Part 12 "That was so fucking hot!!" Chase shouted as we walked into his room. He was jerking off his hard little boy cock, looking up at us. Jill pulled up to a stop so fast I bumped into her hard. "You hacked into the video feeds again didn't you!" It was not a question. Her look and tone made it very clear she was not pleased. "But...uh...Mommy...uh...," Chase stammered, his smooth little cock going limp. It was so cute. "And what did I tell you last time!" That was not a question either. I stood very quietly. "No Mommy...I just...couldn't...I..." "I told you what would happen!" Jill really did seem angry, her hands on her hips, glaring down at Chase. Between her fury and his little limp cock resting on his belly, I was getting turned on again. Damn, didn't I just cum all over her daughter's pussy a few minutes ago!! "But....I...Mommy, I....heard...," he stuttered, close to tears. "What!" Another non question. She had him and Chase knew it. The words just came flooding out as he tried to explain himself. "I heard... Emma...making loud...noises and you...and Cliff too." For the first time he seemed to notice I was standing behind his mother with a near flaccid cock. "My cock was...aching...as I...listened...Emma was making...noises...like the noises...you sometimes make...when you put...my hand inside...you. But...but...then I remembered....remembered...you told me...to never...come in...Emma's room when...you are...'tucking'...her in." "At least you got one thing right," Jill growled, a touch more softly it seemed to me but hadn't taken her hands off her hips or stopped glaring at Chase. "So you know what your punishment is, don't you!" This was not a question either. "Mommy...no Mommy...please..." "No 'tucking' in for you tonight and I even brought Cliff along to help. You'll just have to do without. Give me that lap top." "No...no Mommy...not...that...," Chase begged. My cock twitched, not quite sure what upset him the most, not getting "tucked" in or losing the computer. Jill held out her hand and Chase reluctantly handed it over with a whimper. "You can have it back tomorrow. Now go to sleep." With her free hand she turned me around, shoved me gently toward the door and turned out the light as we left the room. Chase was crying out behind us. "Mommy...Mommy...please Mommy..." "Little rough on him?" She grabbed my ass, snuggled her head up under my arm as I put my arm across her shoulder, my hand falling just enough to lightly brush her erect nipple. "Not really," she responded quietly, and started rubbing her finger around my asshole. "I'm not really concerned he'll see anything he shouldn't. Hell, he's pretty much seen anything two or more people can do sexually in person and been involved in many himself." "No, my problem is I don't know how he does it. This system is supposed to be totally...and I mean absolutely...fucking secure. He really is a good hacker. If his father was alive to guide him, I suspect the FBI would be hot on his trail to either throw him in some maximum security facility and toss away the key or hire him to counter hackers targeting the government." "I'm just afraid that by accident he might delete or compromise some essential system and it would be too late before I even knew it happened." By then we were walking into the master and Jill had her finger pretty deep in my ass. "I know someone to call who might be able to figure it out," she said with that evil grin. "Now go over to the bed and open the drawer on left. See if there's anything in there that catches your fancy. And next time you pinch my nipple, do it way harder." She headed toward a small desk in the corner, opening it to reveal a monitor and key board. "I want to be sure to save the videos from Emma's room tonight. That was so fucking hot when your cum covered her pussy! That is something I always loved and that video deserves addition to the special directory." She typed away briefly then turned to me. "Oh I didn't leave Chase completely out either. He can watch and hear us right now." Sure enough, right below the three different angle shots of the room we were in on the wall mounted TV, were two of Chase starting to play with his smooth cock. His thumbnails were pretty dark, but Jill answered before I could even ask the question. "We turned out the room lights. The only light there now is from the TV screen. The system will enhance as best it can but it will still be pretty dark. Find anything interesting?" I opened the drawer she indicated and took a step back. It was filled with all sorts of vibrators and dildos, every shape and size imaginable and a few I couldn't even begin to imagine. She rummaged around a bit, pulled a few out and put them against my quickly hardening cock to compare sizes, pulled out some more and finally settled on three that she laid on the bed. She picked up the first, clearly a vibrator with a long cord and a round head. "It's called a Magic Wand," she said. "has two speeds and feels incredible against my clit or inside my pussy rubbing my g-spot." She turned it on, held my cock in one hand and gently placed the vibrating ball against the head of my cock. It felt like an electric shock went thru my groin. She slowly moved the head over my cock to my pubic hair then back again to the head. I hardened noticeably and groaned. "I thought you might like that, works best at the slower speed, lower frequency vibrations I guess." She turned it off, put it back on the bed and picked up the double dong dildo next. "This one's pretty obvious, slide it in your ass then my ass or pussy and we hump together until I squirt all over you and you jerk off for me to see." It was thicker around than my cock. Jill wiggled her hand a little the ends of the double dong flopped up and down. I had my doubts about that one. She put it down and picked up the last. It had one slightly curved "cock" that was about my size fully erect, some straps hanging down and a second "cock" with a severe bend and large mushroom head." "Strap-on," she said "and I get fucked by it at the same time with the curvy part." "Pick your poison, lover," she added with that evil, sexy grin "which one you want in your ass first?" I'd used a small vibrator on myself and been fucked a couple of times at the bathhouse, but all three of these were bigger than anything shoved up my ass yet. The double dong was just way too thick, the Magic Wand held interesting possibilities with that vibration, but I doubted that large round head would fit in me comfortably. "Strap-on," I said pointing to it. "Good choice, I'm sure even Chase approves." She waved it above her head and when I looked over her shoulder Chase was nodding his head and stroking his smooth cock. Jill flipped the other ones back into the drawer and started buckling on the strap-on. "Lie down on your back." She reached to the night stand. Instead of the bottle of lube, she grabbed the cum filled baggie with the soaked thong. Taking a deep whiff of the contents, she gave me that evil sexy grin. "Oh this will work way better than the commercial lube!" She wrung out the thong on my cock and balls, some of it dripping down over my ass. Then she leaned forward and placed the crotch of the thong over my mouth and nose. "Taste and smell yummy?" "Oh my god yeah!" "I'm so so glad you agree!" Then she used the rest in the baggie as she lubed up the curviest part first, slipped it up inside her pussy and adjusted the straps. Then she lubed up the other "cock". "Pull your legs up over your head." My ass and cock and balls were splayed in front of her, totally available. "Mmmmm," she moaned softly as she lubed my ass with the remaining cum from the baggie, slipped in a finger, rotated it a little and then slipped in a second. I groaned, my cock starting to ache again. She bent down gave my cock a slow deep suck, shifted over a little to lick my balls and then rimmed my ass, working her tongue in as deep as it would reach. I was moaning loudly when she pulled back her face and rubbed the head of the strap-on around my wet asshole. Over her shoulder, Chase was jerking off furiously. Jill started pushing her plastic "cock" into me gently and slowly. At first it hurt a little but felt so good I was enjoying the pain too. When she was about three quarters of the way in, the "cock" head pressed against my prostate. I gasped and Jill knew she had the right spot. Her thrusts became harder, faster, deeper. I was jerking off my throbbing cock in rhythm to her faster and faster thrusts. Jill was rotating her hips as she fucked me in and out, the large mushroom head of the curved "cock" must have been hitting her directly on her g-spot. 'I'M...SO...CLOSE!" she groaned loudly "I'M START...STARTING...TO CUM...FUCK...FUCK ME...I'M CUMMMMMING!!!" Jill was screaming and thrashing around wildly, all the time pounding my prostate and her g-spot at the same time. When the first bit of her pussy juice gushed on my cock and balls and hand, I shot five huge strings of cum across my belly and chest. "GOD...I'M...CUMMMING!" I gasped along with Jill. Our orgasm together seem to go on forever. Finally it subsided for us both. Jill collapsed on my chest, the side of her face resting in my spent cum and the strap-on still barely in my ass. "Damn," she said with a little smile after a few minutes "need to change the sheets again!" I glanced up at the TV. Only the feeds from the master were playing. Chase must have finished jerking off while watching us fuck and gone to sleep. Jill pulled herself up and off of the bed. "Give me hand here," she said and started pulling off the soaked sheet and mattress cover, tossing them in a corner. As she straightened out the next level of sheets, I went to piss. She passed me heading for the toilet room as I headed back to the bed. I started dozing off watching her piss on the TV. She climbed into the bed and snuggled in closely to me, her hand resting between my legs. "Mind if I happen to wake up during the night and molest you?" she asked with that sexy evil grin. (I do welcome any comments and will try to respond to all I get at adirtyoldmaninphx@gmail.com. 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