Date: Wed, 1 Aug 2007 23:24:11 -0700 (PDT) From: Bruce Jenkins Subject: Just Another Yarn About Sex: Part III Just Another Yarn About Sex : Part III All the usual disclaimers apply. This is entirely fiction. Absolutely fantasy. Enjoy. ******************************************************************************* For the next ten months, things in my life didn't change much. That was fine with me. Andy would spend the night at our apartment once or twice a month. It wasn't always a sex marathon, but we almost always gave Mom at least one 'show'. I had turned 12, and Andy was about to be 15. The school year was ending, and summertime was here. Mom had started going out on dates awhile back. I had never met any of Mom's boyfriends. She said that they would have to prove to her that they were good enough for her son, which, of course, made me feel good. She was getting serious with her latest boyfriend, though. She had been seeing him for about 3 months, and our lease was almost over at the apartment. I knew something was up, because she fixed me lasagna that night for dinner. It was my favorite, usually saved for special occasions. As we ate, she broke the news that would change my life. "Paul, I didn't want to tell you this until I was sure," she started. I gulped down my mouthful of food, and replied. "Gee, lemme guess. We have to move again. It's no big deal, Mom. You said we might have to." I took another bite. "Well, that's part of it. But the bigger part is where I'm thinking about moving to. And the 'who'..." "Um...ok...where...and...who?" I asked. "Paul, you know I've been seeing different people, but I've met someone very special. I'd like you to meet him. He asked me to move in with him. He's coming by after dinner. His name is Jack. Please, honey, try to give him a chance." We finished dinner while I thought this over. He must be special, if Mom wanted me to meet him. Jack showed up about an hour after dinner. We got to know each other a little bit, and I could see why Mom liked him. He was about 40, with a muscular, fit build, about 6 feet tall and blond. He was handsome and charismatic, and as much as I hated that things were going to change, I wanted Mom to be happy. I had to admit that she could have done alot worse. He said that he had 3 kids by his previous marriages, and he owned a factory here in the city. And that was pretty much it. Mom and I were moving again. ******************************************************************************* **************************** Jack's house was huge. It was in the ritzy part of the suburbs. The backyard had a pool, and a huge privacy fence. It had 3 stories and a basement that was finished. I couldn't believe that this was going to be my new home. "You can have run of the house for the next couple days, kiddo," he said to me. "My kids are all doing their own thing." We were in his room (well, the room him and mom were sharing now), and him and Mom were unpacking. I couldn't believe the size of the master bedroom. It had a separate sitting room in the front part, a hot tub in the bathroom and a huge walk-in closet. Jack picked up a picture from the dresser. "These are my kids," he said. "Emily is 14, Ron is 16 and Sabrina is 19. Emily will be home in a couple of days, and Ron will be home next week. Sabrina is overseas for the summer." I barely heard a word he said. I still couldn't believe this house. I was walking on air for the rest of the evening as Mom and I settled into our new home. ******************************************************************************* ********************** The next morning came early for me. My eyes popped open about 5:00 am. I tossed and turned for a couple minutes, but I just couldn't sleep. I pulled on some boxers and went downstairs to the kitchen. I figured I'd have some cereal or something. The basement door was open, and I heard music playing, so I went to check it out. The basement was just as cool as the rest of the house. Half of it was a huge play area, with a big T.V., a PlayStation, an Xbox, etc. The other half was an exercise area, and the back had a huge walk-in shower, just like a real gym. Jack was already up, lifting weights. He saw my reflection on the mirrored wall as I entered. "Hey, sport. You're up early." He was shirtless. His body was tan and smooth, and his muscles were as sculpted as an underwear model's. He had on a small, grey pair of cotton shorts that barely covered his crotch. I traced my gaze down his pecs, past the perfect six-pack of his abdomen to the bulge in his shorts. The cotton was clinging to his penis. His cock looked like it was about to fall out of the shorts, it was so big. "Paul? Hello? Anyone home?" Jack was staring right back at me. I realized that in my morning daze, I was just looking at his body and daydreaming. "Mmm-huh. Sorry. I'm a little spacey in the mornings." I dragged my eyes off his body long enough to look into his eyes and smile. "You're up early, too." "Yeah, I like to keep in shape." He lay down on a weight bench and began his next rep while I watched. I think I fell in love with him right there. A shrink might say that I needed a father figure, and all that crap, but it was simple. He was the most masculine guy I had ever met. I watched his reflection in the mirror, and realized that with his legs hanging off the narrow bench, I could see up the leg of his skimpy shorts. I looked closer at the reflection, but the mirrors were far enough away that I couldn't see much. I moved around the weight bench to get a better look, trying to seem relaxed. My heart was thumping at the thought of seeing Jack's cock. I felt the blood flowing into my loins, and tried to think of something else so that I wouldn't pop a boner in my boxers. I sidled around the side of the bench, and Jack smiled up at me. I smiled back, and kept moving around the bench. He was breathing heavy, counting to himself as he lifted the bar full of heavy weights. His eyes closed as he concentrated, and I took a couple of quick steps back. I glanced at his crotch, and sure enough, I could still see up the leg of his shorts. To my surprise, his big bulge wasn't a hard-on. His penis lay soft, drooping over his ball-sack. It was almost as long as my 6 inch cock, and it wasn't even hard! I couldn't see it's head, the shorts were hiding it. "Getting a good look there, sport?" His voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked up at him and blushed, realizing that in spite of my efforts to control it, my boxers were beginning to tent up as blood filled my 12 year old cock. He laughed as he saw me blush. "I'm just teasing ya. It's o.k., Paul. I'm used to other guys staring at it. It's big, I know that. To tell you the truth, I'm damn proud of it. From the looks of it, you've got nothin' to be ashamed of." He nodded his head at my crotch. As usual, I was losing the battle to control my boner. He watched it grow under my shorts for a second, then continued. "I can't say for sure, but I don't think I was any bigger than that at your age. I was skinny like you are, too. Actually, that's why I started working out. I wanted my body to look as good as my cock." He laughed, and pulled his shorts aside. He was totally shaved smooth everywhere, and his long, soft penis was uncircumcised. It started to grow as we both looked at it. I was mesmerized as it twitched with every beat of his heart, slowly filling with blood. "I've never seen one that still has all it's skin," I said. Just then, my raging boner slipped through the slit in my boxers. It felt great, standing there, watching Jack's cock grow as mine bobbed up and down in the cool air of the basement. I stepped even closer, standing between Jack's open legs. His monstrous shaft was filling more quickly now. I took my eyes off it long enough to glance up at his face, and saw that he was staring at my hard-on. I looked back down, and his cock-head started to push out of it's sheathe of skin, red and shiny looking, like someone had just licked it. His shaft looked so thick that I wondered if my hand would even fit around it. We watched in silence for at least a full minute as Jack's cock got entirely erect. I measured it once...it was ten and a half inches long, the biggest, prettiest, most wonderful cock I have ever seen, even to this day. "You want to touch it don't you, Paul?" he asked, as we stared at his monster. "Your mom told me you probably would beg me to touch it." I nodded. "Yes....I want to. Can I?" I asked. "Like I said, your mom said you would beg. Do you like my cock, Paul? Do you like it enough to beg?" I nodded. "Then get on your knees and look at closer, Paul. Get a good look at it, and tell me how much you want to play with it." His face was flushed. He wrapped his hand around his shaft and slowly started jacking himself off. I knew right then that Mom must have told him about Andy and I. I wasn't even mad. In fact, I couldn't be happier. I got to my knees in front of the weight bench, as close to Jack's cock as I could without touching it. I exhaled my breath over it, and then I begged Jack to let me play with it. "I love your cock, Jack. Please, can I touch it? I want to play with it and lick it and suck on it. Please?" With each word, I blew my hot breath over his huge shaft. I wasn't trying to 'talk dirty' to him. I was in love with his huge, meaty penis. I was shocked at his answer. "Mmm....sorry, kiddo. I'm teasing you a little. Your mom said that she wanted to watch when you played with my cock for the first time. I just got so turned on...the way you were trying to sneak a peek....walking around with that hard cock of yours....I got carried away." I couldn't believe my ears! The sexiest man I had ever met was waving his cock in my face and telling me I couldn't play with it. He was jacking his meat harder now. His smooth, tight ball-sack (the size of an orange!) began to bounce around as he sped up his pace. "I'm serious, Paul. If it were up to me, you could lick and suck all over my cock, right here and right now. But a promise is a promise...even if I made this one before I knew how much you would want to suck me off." He was jerking faster now, looking at me as I stared at his cock. "Oh, god, you've got me ready to spurt just thinking about how much fun we're gonna have, teaching you to give a proper blow-job. Stand up for me. Let me see that huge boy-cock of yours." I stood up. Every inch of my body was tingling. My cock was throbbing, and so hard that it was almost touching my belly. I knew that the minute I touched it I would start spewing. "Oh, yeah....that is a very pretty cock, Paul. Take off those boxers and come over on this side of me. I want to see it, every inch of it." I stripped out of my underwear and walked over, close to where his head was resting on the weight bench. He began flogging his meat even faster. "Your mom tells me that you can come in two strokes when you're really horny. Are you that horny right now, Paul? Do you think you can jizz all over my face before I shoot my load?" I smiled, and grabbed the base of my shaft. A pulse of pleasure and anticipation ripped through my body. I gripped as hard as I could, and slowly thrust my hips back, pulling my hot, throbbing meat and sensitive cock-head through my fist. It was all the stimulation I needed. I felt a spasm in my ball-sack as it tightened, and my boy-come started to fly, landing on Jack's muscled pecs. I aimed the next one at his face, and my sperm coated his cheek. "Ungh...OH...." His eyes closed, and he pointed his massive cock at his belly. Sperm flew out, a massive amount, again and again and again as he twitched and writhed in silent pleasure. I counted five or six full loads, emptying from his massive balls, through his enormous, tanned shaft and out of his huge, shiny, red cock-head. His chest was coated in jizz. It was puddled up in his bellybutton, and splattered on his legs and arms. When it stopped flying, he was still drooling spunk from his pee-hole, enough to drip down that massive cock, over his balls, and coat the weight bench. Without a doubt, it was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. He grabbed a towel and cleaned off the weight bench. He took me to the huge walk-in shower. It had six shower heads, and he turned them all on. I stood under the water and we chatted while he soaped his magnificent body, and cleaned the sweat and sperm from his body. Both of us were still hard. I stared at his huge cock the whole time, and asked fired off question after question. "Do you ever get a boner at work?" I asked. "Sure, all the time." "Doesn't everyone see it?" "Nope. I have my pants specially tailored, and my underwear, too. I used to have to worry about stuff like that, though. It wasn't easy in high school, that's for sure." "What else did Mom tell you?" He laughed. "Well, kiddo, repeating everything a woman says is the surest way to get in trouble with her. Let's just say she told me what I needed to know." He shut off the water, and we dried off. I pulled my boxers on and had some breakfast while he made coffee. He took an extra cup for Mom and went upstairs to get dressed. A few minutes later, he left for work. Mom and I had the house to ourselves. I made a bee-line for the master bedroom the second he left. Mom was sitting up in bed, watching T.V. and drinking the coffee that Jack had brought her. The sheets were pulled down, and she wasn't wearing a top, just a lacy pair of black panties. Her face lit up as I entered. "Good morning, sweetie. Jack told me you were up. So, how was your first night here?" "Mom, this place is awesome." I paused, trying to collect my thoughts, then I just blurted it out. "I saw Jack naked. Mom, it's so big! Does he put it inside you?" "You didn't waste any time, did you, tiger? Did he let you touch it?" she asked, nonchalantly. "No, he said I wasn't supposed to unless you were there." She smiled. "I told him that, but I didn't know if he'd listen. Was it hard when you saw it?" Her hand was toying with her nipple. I nodded. My 12 year old cock was standing straight up again, and I wanted to play with it while I told Mom everything. "Can I come up in bed with you?" Mom nodded. She put her coffee down and slid a hand down her panties as I shucked off my underwear and climbed on the bed. I began to tell her all the details of masturbating with Jack, while I slowly jacked up and down on my hard penis. When I told her that I got on my knees and begged to suck his cock, she came so hard that I had to stop and wait for her to calm down before I continued my story. "....and then we took a shower, and he fixed you some coffee while I ate breakfast. The End." She laughed, pulled her hand out of her panties, and reached over to my hard penis. I let go of it and she took over, her hand slick with her own juices. I put my hands behind my head and watched as Mom stroked my cock. "I think I might keep you to myself for...a little while...before sharing you with Jack," she said. "I like the thought of my two favorite men running around all day thinking about each others cocks." She gripped a little tighter, and began speeding her pace up. I groaned with pleasure. "Besides, it means twice the fun for me." I was close to orgasm. I pictured Jack's huge, throbbing meat, and I hoped Mom was just teasing about making us wait. "Ungh...I don't..ohhh... wanna wait, Mom...." I was moaning in pleasure and trying to talk at the same time. She leaned over, pressing one of her heavy breasts against me, and whispered in my ear as her hand pumped on my shaft. "I know you don't. You want to suck on my new boyfriend's huge cock. I got to suck on it last night, Paul. It felt so good, putting that big, shiny, red cock-head in my mouth...." It was more than I could take, and I began to spurt my load. "UNGH....AHH! OH....YES...OHHHHHH!" Mom put her free hand over my cock-head and rubbed it with her palm while I spurted. My sperm coated both of her hands. I twitched and shot again, and she let go of my cock completely so that she could watch as it bucked up and emptied it's load. My boy-jizz flew into the air and landed on both of us. It twitched a couple more times, spraying all over, but with less force, landing on my belly and Mom's thigh. I closed my eyes for a moment, and she snuggled up next to me. "Don't worry, baby. You and Jack will get your chance." "Mmmm....when?" "Next week." My eyes popped open. "A whole week? Mom, why?" "Lots of reasons, sugar. I want you to be sure. And, I want you to meet his kids. But, most of all, its for the reasons I already told you. I like having you walk around all day thinking about Jack's cock. And I know he's thinking about you. The two of you will thank me for this, trust me. You're on the honor system, Paul. The two of you can look at each other all you want, but I don't want you touching his cock until I say it's O.K." I couldn't say 'no', I loved Mom more than I loved anyone in the whole world. If this is what she wanted, then I would wait. I nodded. A whole week...it was like waiting for Christmas. ******************************************************************************* ************************** I spent my day exploring the nooks and crannies of my new home. There was a collection of photo albums in the library, and I sat down, paging through them. I found a series of photos taken at a resort of some kind. They were dated a year ago. His son, Ron, had dark wavy hair, and a build like his father. Not nearly as muscular, but very cut. He looked like an athlete. Emily was the one that really caught my eye. She would have been 13 when these pictures were taken, and she was wearing a skimpy bikini in half of them. She reminded me of Cameron Diaz, with a cleft in her chin and the most amazing smile. Her hair was a very light blond color, and her skin was fair. I couldn't wait to meet her. Sabrina, the oldest daughter, wasn't in any of the albums. I found some older albums with pictures of Jack's ex-wives (they were gorgeous, both of them). I saw a couple of kids I didn't recognize, and figured that Jack's ex-wives might have had children before they married him. I was curious, and over the next few days, I poured over the photo albums, fascinated by the untold stories they held. ******************************************************************************* ************************** The next morning, I set my alarm to make sure that I didn't miss Jack's workout. I made a beeline for the basement the minute it went off. Sure enough, the lights were on and the music was playing. I turned the corner, and there stood Jack, nude, staring at his body in the mirrored wall, his enormous cock at full attention. "Good morning, Paul. That's two mornings in a row. Maybe I should start waking you up when I come down here, and we can get you a little exercise. Pump you up, get some meat on your bones." He smiled and winked at me. "Or did you just come down for the free show?" "Um....mostly 'cause I figured you would be here. Did you talk to Mom?" I stepped closer to him, staring at his cock. My boner was already slipping through the fly of my boxers, rising up a little more with each heartbeat. "Yep. She's teasin' us, tiger. But that's o.k. You'll get your chance." "Yesterday was fun, wasn't it?" I asked. "Can we do that again?" Jack laughed. "I finished my workout early today, just in case you decided to come down and join me. Come on, sit down here on the floor by me." He with his back to mirror, and spread his legs out. He grabbed his shaft and began pumping up and down. I shed my underwear and sat facing him and began jerking off. I couldn't believe how much he turned me on. His abdomen was flexed, his muscles tense and he put his other hand around his huge meat, jerking himself off with both hands at the same time. I was ready to come after 3 or 4 jerks on my shaft, but I slowed down, wanting to orgasm at the same time as Jack. A couple of minutes later, the first spray of jizz flew out of his cock. He scooted closer, aiming for my crotch, and the second load hit my cock-head, covering it in warm, slimy goo. I began to spurt the minute it hit my dick. We milked our cocks for another minute or so, then got up and showered. When we were done drying off, Jack and I trotted upstairs and he made some coffee while I had some orange juice. He held up a package. "I got something for you, sport. But, you can't open it until I'm gone. I'll give it to your mom, and you two can open it together. She'll explain what it's for. I think you'll like it, but it won't hurt my feelings if you don't, champ." He turned to go upstairs, grabbing a cup of coffee for Mom and then looked back at me. "It may be a few minutes before I come back down. Why don't you watch some T.V.?" I couldn't wait for Jack to leave so that I could see what he got me. I watched T.V. for half an hour, but he still hadn't left. I heard a noise from upstairs, and turned down the T.V. I could hear my mom, screaming in pleasure. "Oh, fuck yeah, fuck me with that huge cock, fuck , FUCK, FUUUUCK YESSSSS!" About 10 minutes later, Jack came downstairs in a rush. He smiled at me as he went out the door, and paused long enough to say,"Between you and your mom, I don't even know why I go to work anymore. I wish I could stay here all day with you two." Then he was gone, and I headed upstairs to see what was in the box he got me. Mom was laying naked and spread eagled on the bed, eyes closed, panting. Her red pussy lips were swollen and her entire crotch was slick with juices. She had shaved her well-trimmed pubes completely off. I could see a little white river of jizz leaking out of from between her puffy labia, working it's way down to her puckered sphincter. I closed the door behind me to get her attention. "Is that you, Paul honey?" she asked, not moving a muscle. "Yep. Jack said he gave something to you." "Oh, sweetie, he gave something to me, alright. And I loved waking up to that, as you know." "Mom...I didn't mean sex. I mean, he gave you something for me. A present. It was in a green box." "I know, I'm just teasing. Give me a second or two to catch my breath. Your present is on the dresser. Hop up here, we'll open it together." I grabbed the box and got up on the bed. I opened it up. Inside was....well, I didn't know what it was. It looked like a big, black pacifier, like the kind babies suck on. "It's the smallest we could find," Mom said. "Oh. O.K. What's it for?" I picked it up, looking at it more closely. "It's for anal stimulation. It's called a butt-plug. I told Jack that sometimes you like Andy to put a finger up there, and he suggested it. He uses one, too. As a matter of fact, he had one in just now and left it in when he went to work. He loves it, and he thought you might want to give it a try." I was thrilled, and if Jack liked it, I knew I would like it, too. I took my underwear off, and rested the cold rubber against my sphincter. I pressed harder, and Mom took my arm. "Honey, you need to lube it up first. You'll hurt yourself." She took it out of my hand and said," Turn over and put your butt in the air. I'll do it for you." I laid on my belly and thrust my butt in the air. She got to her knees and started rubbing her pussy. Her hand came away covered in juices. I felt her hand spreading warm wetness around my butt-hole, and then she started working the butt-plug into my tight anus. I groaned in pleasure. "Does it hurt, baby?" she asked. "Ungh...no...oh, it feels good, just go slow," I said. It felt huge inside of me, ten times as big as it looked. I felt my insides stretching a little, and my cock started to throb. "All done, baby. How's it feel?" I slowly lowered my hips, gasping at the sensations in my ass. "Oh, mom, it feels great! You should try it..." "It doesn't work quite that way for girls. I like things to go in my other hole, thank you very much." I sat there, trying to catch my breath, and after a minute or so, I felt like I could move without too much problem. I thought of Jack, at work, wearing his butt plug, and how sexy his cock looked. I looked over at Mom's cleanly shaved pussy, and decided that I wanted my cock just as smooth Jack and Mom's private areas. "Mom, I really like how you and Jack shave off all your pubes. Will you teach me how?" "Sure, tiger." "I mean now." Mom nodded. "I need a shower anyway. Let's go." I nearly came as I tried to get off the bed. My butt-plug shifted and almost popped out. I froze and clenched up, forcing it deeper into my ass. Then I took a small step forward. I minced my way across the bedroom to the bathroom. Mom turned on the water, and I sat down on the edge of the small bench in the over sized shower. Mom gently shaved my pubes off, and I watched her shower, clenching and relaxing my anus, shifting around on the bench, loving the feel of the butt-plug moving around. Mom turned off the shower, and I slowly stood up, trying not to move too fast. A girl's voice interrupted my thoughts. "Kelli, are you home?" Mom looked down at me, and put a finger to her lips. The girl's voice rang out again. "Kelli, is that you in the shower? It's Emily...I'm home a little early." "Uh...I'll be out in a second, honey." Mom grabbed a towel and motioned for me to stay. I nodded. She shut the light off on her way out and swung the door shut, but it didn't latch. I moved to the edge of the door, and cracked it open just enough for me to see Emily. She was even prettier than her picture. Her fair skin had a nice summer tan, and she was wearing shorts and a tube top that showed off the top of her small breasts and her flat tummy. Mom held her towel in front of her naked body and began to dry off. "I just wanted to make sure you got settled in O.K.," said Emily. She watched Mom drying herself. "Mmm, yes, me and Paul are officially moved in. Thanks for asking, sweetie." "I noticed the little green box on the bed. Did Dad give you something? Was it a ring?" "Umm...no. Just a little housewarming gift." Mom began to towel her back off. Emily stepped over to her. "Here, let me get your back." Mom hesitated. "Oh, that's O.K., hon. I can do it." Emily held her hand out, and looked Mom in the eye. "I know you can," she said. "But I want to pamper you a little. You're the lady of the house now." Seeing that Emily wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer, Mom handed her the towel, and Emily began to dry Mom's back. She worked her way to the small of Mom's back, then over her perfect, rounded ass and then down Mom's legs. Still standing behind Mom, Emily began toweling off Mom's belly, and then gently wiped down each of her large breasts. Emily finished by wrapping Mom's damp hair in the towel, and stepped back. Mom's nipples were standing on end, and her face was a bit flushed. "Are you starting to feel pampered?" asked Emily. Mom nodded. Emily stood back for a second , then took Mom's hand and led her to the dresser. "Hmm...," she said. "What else do we need for the lady of the house?" She began rummaging in Mom's makeup, setting out nail polish, lipstick and other cosmetics. Mom looked a little wide eyed. Emily set it all out neatly and picked out a bottle of moisturizer. "I love this stuff. It's smells great, and it's nice and thick, perfect for dry, summer days like this." Emily pulled Mom closer to the dresser, and stood behind her. She began working the lotion into Mom's shoulders and back, slowly. "Do you pamper everyone this way?" Mom asked, as Emily worked her way past the small of Mom's back and began rubbing the lotion over Mom's ass. "Nope. Not everyone." Emily's hands were working their way down one Mom's ass cheek and down her leg. "Just my girlfriends." Emily's slid her hands around Mom's hips and began massaging her tummy, right above Mom's pussy. I knew Mom was getting turned on, she had that flushed look on her face. I began rubbing my cock, slowly. I didn't want to come too fast, this was getting good. "Oh, your girlfriends, huh? Honey, I just want you to know....mmm..." Mom trailed off as Emily cupped her large breasts and began to massage them from the underside. Emily leaned in closer to Mom, pressing her body into Mom's back. "Kelli? You just wanted me to know...?" As she spoke, she eased her hands up, and began playing with Mom's large nipples. Mom gasped a little as Emily pinched them gently. "I...I....Oh, god, are you trying to seduce me, Emily?" Mom put her hands over Emily's, cupping her breasts as Emily massaged her nipples. "If you have to ask, I must not be doing a very good job of it. Have you ever been with another girl, Kelli?" I knew that Mom hadn't, so her reply shocked me. "Once. In high school. Not a girl. A teacher. But, I don't really count it..." Emily began kissing Mom's neck. "Tell me about it. What happened?" "Well, I was failing English and our teacher was obviously a lesbian, so I told her that I would do anything to get a passing grade. I had heard rumors, and I knew that she sometimes gave the girls that visited her house better grades." Emily began pinching a little harder on Mom's nipples, and Mom let out a little squeak of pleasure before she continued. "She told me to come by her house for tutoring. When I got there, she shaved my pussy, dressed me up in a Catholic school girls outfit, put my hair up in a pony tail, and set up a camera. Her girlfriend came out with a big, red strap-on and....well, let's just say I didn't actually have sex with a woman. She had sex with me." Emily cooed in delight. "That is hot. Very hot. Did you get to see the tape?" "No. At the end of the year, I asked for the tape. She told me it was one of their favorites and invited back to make another. I was curious, but my poor little pussy hurt so bad after the first one , I decided that being a lesbian wasn't for me." Emily slid a hand from Mom's breast to her bald pussy. "I promise you, Kelli, it can be very gentle. I can make it soft. That's what I like about girls. We're so soft. Those ladies wasted their opportunity with you. You have such a great body. I would have spent my time licking and sucking on every inch of it. And I'd start on this big clit of yours." Emily began rubbing Mom's pussy. Mom reached down and pushed on it, grinding it in to her wet slit. "You win. I'm officially seduced." Mom turned around and they kissed. Emily stepped back and took off her shirt. Her small, pink nipples were hard. She moved in towards Mom, and they kissed again, rubbing their breasts together. Mom got on her knees, hooked her thumbs in Emily's shorts, and down they came. Emily had a gorgeous pussy. Her pubes were a very light blond and trimmed short. She had shaved around her labia to about an inch above it. Her pink pussy lips were puffy and fully visible. "Do you think my pussy is pretty, Kelli? Is it prettier than that nasty dyke teachers' was?" Mom stared at Emily's teen-aged cunt and nodded. "You have the most beautiful pussy I've ever seen, honey." Emily sat down on the edge of the bed. She opened her legs and toyed with her pussy lips for a moment. "Come on, Kelli. Come over here and kiss it." Mom leaned in and began to lick and suck on Emily's pink lips, hesitantly, as if tasting them. "It's yummy, isn't it? Don't be shy, Kelli. Find my clit, baby...I need it bad...rubbing your body made me so horny...mmm...yeah...right there..." Emily laid back on the bed. The box that my butt-plug was still sitting there, and she brushed it aside, then looked at it. "Kelli...that feels great, sweetie...tell me something, don't stop eating my pussy, though, just nod. Did you get Paul a butt-plug? 'Cause this is the same box that Ron got when Dad gave him one." Mom nodded, still licking and sucking on Emily's pussy. "Mmmm....let's see. The box is in here. There is a big wet spot on the bed. And...I haven't seen Paul. Is he in here?" Mom nodded again. I didn't know what to do. "Come on out, Paul. And you better be naked and ready," Emily said. I was both, and I opened the door. "Heya there, Paul. This is a nice way to meet." I nodded, moving slowly towards her, the butt-plug working around in my tight boy-hole, and my cock sticking straight out. "I'm Emily, but I guess you know that. Do me a favor, ok? There's a little bench at the foot of the bed. Pull it out for me, and put it over here by my side." Emily turned back to Mom. "Kelli, baby, don't take this the wrong way. You eat pussy like a girl. I wanna show you how to do it like a woman...you're gonna love this." Emily hopped down off the bed, and motioned for Mom to get back up. Mom got in bed, looking a little hurt. "Don't be upset, Kelli. I can tell already that you love to eat pussy. But I've got a little more experience. So now, it's your turn," Emily said. She positioned Mom, pulling her butt to the edge of the bed and spreading her legs wide open.She adjusted the little bench. It was about a foot high, and had two knee-rests that were spread apart. She moved it back from the bed and knelt on it. She leaned forward and braced on the edge of the bed, and raised her hips up. Her perfect ass hung in front of me. I had a great view of her puckered anus and pink pussy. "What are you waiting for, Paul? If I just wanted to eat your Mom out, I wouldn't have gotten the bench out. My pussy is aching, baby, please...put that big cock of yours to work." I stared , bug-eyed. "He's never done that," Mom said, after a moment of silence. Emily raised her eyebrows. "Really? Oh, my god, I think I'm gonna come right now. Neither of you has ever had sex with a girl....mmm....lucky me! Paul, come here, I'll help ya get started. You'll know what to do...I promise you. Just go in and out..." I came up behind her and she took my throbbing meat in her hand and guided me to her wet pussy. She rubbed my head around her pussy lips, and then sat back a little, pushing into me. She was right. I knew exactly what to do. I thrust forward, hard, and we both gasped. "OH, GOD!" she said, and looked back at me. "I forgot to tell you, go slow. Always go slow on the first stroke, Paul...you're lucky that your Mom got me so wet. Now, nice and easy...I want you to fuck me while I eat your Mom's pussy." I began slowly going in and out. I couldn't believe how much better it felt than when I jerked off. I was about to come so I stopped for a second and then started again, feeling her pussy grip my hot meat. Mom was already grunting and moaning as Emily sucked on her pussy. "Oh, god, yes..that's the spot, honey, suck it, suck it, oh fuckin' suck my clit...mmmm..." I tried to go slow, but hearing Mom's moans of pleasure, I sped up the pace. Every time I thrust into Emily's tight pussy, my butt-plug would send a wave of pleasure through me. Mom began to buck her hips, and I knew she was coming. A second later, I began to spurt jism into Emily's pussy. I thrust as hard as I could and felt the sperm pounding out of my balls, through my shaft, pumping semen deep into Emily's cunt. My anus was puckered around the butt-plug, my whole body was tingling with my orgasm. Mom and I were both moaning loudly. Emily pulled her mouth off of Mom's pussy and began to rub it. Mom grabbed her hands. "Oh, no more....please....god....just give me a minute...no more..." "O.K., Kelli baby, I was just making sure you were done...that was so fast....I thought you were fakin' it for a second." Emily looked back at me. "How about you? Do you want a pussy eating lesson, too?" I nodded. "Good...I think your Mom needs to rest for a minute...." Emily eased off of my cock, and got up on the bed. For the next hour, me and Mom took turns licking and sucking on her hot, pink pussy. It was the first time I ever sucked my own jizz out of a girl. Mom and Emily would play with each others tits and make out while I ate Emily out. Then, when it was Mom's turn, I got to play with Emily's tits. I had never kissed a girl, and she taught me a little about French kissing, and how girls like to be touched. We made her come four times, two apiece, before she was finally satisfied that we knew how to properly give oral to a girl. Mom finally rolled out of bed after giving Emily her last orgasm. "I'm starving. How about you all? Have you worked up an appetite yet?" We nodded, and the three of us went down to the kitchen. Mom had thrown on a robe, but Emily and I didn't bother getting dressed. It seemed that she was just as comfortable walking around nude as I was. We chatted as we helped Mom fix breakfast. Well, Emily helped. I just stood there with a hard-on, watching them both. "So, Paul....what do you think about my dad?" Emily asked, as she bent over to get something out of the refrigerator. I stared at her perfect, little white ass for a second before replying. "He is...he's so...uh...." I didn't even know where to start. "He's fuckin' sexier than any man you ever met?" She looked back at me. I nodded. "Yeah, I talk to him while he works out. He's....sexy...for sure. Super hot." "Did you see him naked?" I nodded. "Fuckin' sexy...his cock is sooo big....no offense meant, Kelli, but the minute Dad agrees that I'm old enough, I am going to soooo love getting that huge cock in my pussy....mmmm...." "No offense taken, honey...but, trust me....your Dad is making the right choice. My pussy aches after we're done, and I've pushed a 9 pound baby out that same hole. He would tear you apart." "I know," Emily said. "That's what makes it so fun to think about." She winked at Mom and they both laughed. She looked over at me. "Did you tell Paul how Dad met you?" Mom shook her head. "Can I tell him?" "Sure, but I reserve the right to correct any details that you get wrong or leave out," Mom said. "Oh, Paul, it was so cool. O.K., so Daddy and I are out at lunch one day at this little cafe. It's early, like 10:30, and I can tell that Daddy is horny. I mean, he's always horny. But he had it bad today. I told him to come to the bathroom with me, and I wink. He smiled, and we got up. The place has a uni-sex bathroom, just one, and we go in. I lock the door and shut it behind me. Dad leans back on the sink, unzips and asks me if I just want to watch him jerk-off, which I love to do...or, if I want to help...which I also love to do. So I stand in front of him, and I put both hands around his shaft, and start to jerk him off. I'm pretty good at it...I've had alot of practice... and Dad is close to coming, when the door opens and your Mom walks in. She was two steps in before any of us realized what was going on. I guess I didn't lock the door properly...anyway, she's got a perfect view of what's going on. And she just freezes, staring at Daddy's cock. For like, 5 seconds, we all just sit there. And then I just keep looking at her and start jacking it up and down again, real slow. It was...like some crazy female thing, like, I knew she wanted to see that big cock shoot a load. And Dad was like "I don't normally let strangers touch it, but there's room for an extra hand here...." Your mom just blushed so hard, but she couldn't take her eyes off of it. She came over, and Dad kissed her and put her hand on his dick, and we jerked him off together. Then she sat down and had lunch with us." Mom nodded and put in her two cents. "That's pretty much what happened. He gave me his card, and asked for my number. I gave a fake one. I figured he was dating a model or something, I had no idea Emily was his daughter. But the more I thought about it, the more I regretted lying to him. I figured that even if it was just a fling...well, to get another chance to play with that big cock of his, I was willing to be a little slutty about it. So, the next day, I wore something a bit revealing, and stopped by the address on the card. I just...popped in on him at the factory. His secretary showed me in, and the minute I sat down in his office, I saw the family picture of him and the kids. And there was Emily. So I told him it was fate. And I told him about you, Paul. And that was the first time Jack and I had sex. Right there in his office." "Yeah," chimed in Emily. "Dad came home that night and told us about Kelli, and we saw the look in his eyes. I couldn't wait for you guys to move in. Ever since that day in the bathroom, I've been thinking about how fuckin' hot your Mom is, Paul. I've thought about getting into her pants for 3 months. Kelli, when you finally give Paul and Jack permission to suck each other off, can I join in? I mean, you're gonna need someone to play with your pussy...and I really want to see Dad and Paul get it on for the first time. It's wild, the first time you hold that monster cock in your hand." "We'll see. I need time to think this one through, Emily. But I'm sure I'll come up with something that wil make everyone happy." After we ate lunch, I called Andy and told him everything. I related the details about the size of Jack's penis,my new butt-plug, losing my virginity and the lesbian encounter with Emily and Mom. He was sure that I was making it all up. "No, I swear. You have got to spend the night here, dude. But, let's wait 'till after Mom lets me and Jack suck each other off. That way, we can catch him in the weight room and you'll get to play with it, too." "Hell, yeah," he said. "And, dude, if Emily likes virgins, then tell her that your cousin has never been laid. She sounds hot!" I hung up a few minutes later. Emily was taking a dip in the pool, and I had a lot more questions for her. I put my swimsuit on, and then realized that I didn't need it. I remembered back to when my mom and I first moved into that tiny apartment. Back then, I thought it was the worst thing in the world, losing the house and being cramped up like that. But, if we didn't have to share a room, Mom and I never would have ended up where we were today. Talk about a life lesson. Enough already, I thought. It's time for a swim with Emily. ******************************************************************************* Thanks for all the e-mails. I hope you know what a wonderful lift it can be to see that a stranger's day was a little brighter after reading a story. Err...or that someone came so hard that they pooped a little bit (thanks for that bit of info, DoomDog, next time try to control yourself a little better!). It's shaggyzon@yahoo.com. More to come...