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A special mother

James Armstrong

James Armstrong

A special mother


"Oh, I like it when you undress me," Mitzi said. "Your hands feel nice on my ass."

"I sure like taking your clothes off," Tommy said. "Your skin's so smooth and hot."

Rita closed the door to the basement and frowned at the voices, coming through the crack in the sliding door to the living room. What was her son up to?

"Your hands are like fire on my tits," the girl said. "Come on. Squeeze them harder. Oh!"

Rita stole quietly to the sliding door. It was getting dark where she was in the kitchen, and a wedge of light came through the crack.

Her son and his girlfriend were sprawled on the living room couch. Tommy had stripped the girl's jeans off. Her blouse was open and so was the hook on the front of her bra, letting her big tits thrust out.

With one hand under her ass, he peeled her panties down off her ass-cheeks. He drew the thin pink garment down off her legs and dropped it on the floor. The girl had his fly open and one hand inside.

He spread the girl's legs, exposing the wedge of black pussy-hair, and slipped a finger in her cunt.

"Oh!" the girl gasped. "Let me get your big cock out. I'll see if I can get my mouth over it."

Rita had heard enough. Once started, there'd be no stopping that bitch. She didn't like her anyway.

She pulled the kitchen step stool over to the cupboard and climbed the two steps. Standing on tiptoes, she stretched and found the set of metal mixing bowls on the top shelf and pulled them out and dropped all four of them.

The clatter of metal on tile was over in a moment. Nothing but silence came from the living room.

Rita smiled to herself and said, "Damn! That was clumsy of me."

She got down and picked up the bowls, giving the bitch a minute to get her clothes back on.

After counting off sixty seconds, Rita went to the door and slid it open. Mitzi had her clothes on, and Tommy's fly was closed. Both were red-faced.

Rita smiled. "Oh, hi, Mitzi. It's nice to see you again."

"Hello, Mrs. Baylor," Mitzi said, showing a forced smile. Her breathing was still unsteady.

"Tommy, don't forget you have tests tomorrow."

"Right, Mom," he said. "I'll get the car keys. Be right back, Mitzi."

Rita sat in a side chair, facing the couch, her high-heeled shoes primly together.

"Well, Mitzi," she said, "I don't get to see much of you anymore."

Mitzi smiled like a barracuda. "Really, Mrs. Baylor, I'm more interested in Tommy than in you."


"That's a nice dress you're wearing," the bitch said. "It comes from another generation, doesn't it?"

"We have different values," Rita said. "I have a high regard for my femininity."

"And your high heels? Are they to make you look as tall as me?"

Rita suppressed the urge to smack her. Maybe the dark-haired girl was right, but it would take more than heels to make her look tall. She just shrugged.

Tommy came back, dangling the car keys, and rescued the conversation before Rita could strangle the impudent bitch.

"Ready, Mitzi?" he asked. She nodded. "Back in a little bit, Mom."

When they were gone, Rita stood and went to the mirror beside the fireplace and looked at her trim figure. What could Tommy see in that damned little bitch? She could be beautiful, but she was just an eighteen-year-old slob, rude and sloppy, not at all fit to keep company with Rita's clean-cut good-mannered son.

Besides, the rude bitch just wanted Tommy's cock. Had Rita been a few minutes later coming up from the basement, the bitch would have gotten Tommy to fuck her.

What then? She was uneducated in other things, she would know nothing about birth control either. Next thing she would get knocked up. Tommy, being the decent young man he was, would feel compelled to marry her and take care of her, giving up any hope of the college education that was to start in a few months.

Well, that wasn't going to happen. She wouldn't let the impertinent bitch have the chance. Rita ground her hips back and forth, making the silky dress swish higher and higher on her legs. Not bad for a thirty-eight-year-old mother. She rose on one foot and turned quickly, making her long blonde hair fly out and the dress billow up around her waist, showing her stockinged thighs and lacy black garters.

That rude little bitch was way out of her league.


It was 11:00 p.m. when Rita brought a sandwich and a glass of milk to Tommy's room. Her son, dressed in pajamas, sat in the spill of light from the desk lamp, with text books piled to the side.

"I brought you some food for thought," she said.

He closed a book while yawning, smiled, and stood up. "Thanks, Mom, but I'm about finished cramming."

"Gonna pass that test tomorrow?"

"Darn right. I'm ready for it."

She squeezed his shoulder, "I'm proud of you, Tommy. You have a bright future ahead of you. Just don't blow it."

His forehead creased. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well… don't run with the wrong bunch of people. I'd hate to see you get hurt."

"Mom, are you talking about Mitzi?"

Warm blood rushed to her cheeks and she nodded. "I guess Mitzi's okay," she said. "There are just some things about her I don't like."

Her son looked at her with an expression more serious than she'd seen before.

"Mom… I don't know quite how to tell you this. I'm grown up and there are times when I get the urge…" He looked down, blushing.

She suppressed the urge to laugh and took his arm and said, "I know all about those urges. I was eighteen myself once. When you have those urges, you have to take care of them or they'll take over your life."

He was looking down at her, his expression incredulous, but he didn't say anything.

"You need to deal with those urges," she continued, "but be careful. Some of those young girls can get you in trouble."

"You're trying to tell me something, aren't you?"

"Look, I took care of you for eighteen years. I can take care of you a little longer."


That did it, she thought. Now it's time to deliver.

Rita reached back and drew the zipper on her dress down to the crack of her ass. She took the silk by the hem and drew it up over her head and tossed it aside. She stood before him in bra, panties, garters, sheer stockings, and high-heeled shoes.

"There, now. Don't I have as good a figure as most teenaged girls?"

He was silent for several seconds while his face turned red. She looked down at her own figure. Her legs were heavier than most girls, but otherwise she could measure up very well with the young ones.

His hands went to her waist, then slipped down on her hips. She turned in his hands and pushed her ass against him. There was nothing soft about the cock-bulge in his pajamas. She opened the hook in the front of her bra and pulled the cups away, letting her thirty-three-inch tits jut forward.

"They aren't as big as Mitzi's," she said, bringing his hands to cup her tits. "But they don't sag down, either."

Tommy's breath was hot on the back of her neck. He squeezed her tits and pinched the hardening nipples, each between thumb and forefinger. Her breath came with a gasp each time he rotated the nipples, sending a warm ache through her tits.

She turned to face his dresser mirror and said, "Take off my panties, honey… please."

He squeezed her hard tits one more time and ran his hands down to her waist, out on her hips, and into the waistband of her panties. He was looking over her head at the mirror as he peeled the thin nylon down, exposing her blonde-haired pussy.

With her cunt fully exposed, he pulled her panties down on her legs and let them fall around her ankles. She stood, looking at herself, her lacy black garter belt holding up the transparent stockings, his hands moving closer to the exposed edge of her cunt.

He fingered her cunt-lips sending a tingle of warmth through her cunt. It made her suck in her breath. The hard cock-bulge in his pajamas pushed against her bare ass. He was ready to fuck, except she hadn't undressed him.

Rita turned in his arms, reached up, and opened the buttons on his pajama top, all the time watching his lower lip tremble while he looked down at her body. Such a young face, she thought, just like Jack when they had married nineteen years ago.

Later, Jack had picked up some scars from life, and then two years ago he got sick. There was a year of suffering, then the funeral. Well, now it was a new life, and she was going to take care of the memory of Jack… in every way.

She peeled Tommy's pajama top off and reached down and drew the knot out of the drawstring. While she knelt and drew down the pajama bottom, the bulge of his cock pulled at the cloth. His mat of black groin-hair was thick and curly. The pajamas came loose and his cock sprang free in front of her face.

She gasped at the size of his cock… far bigger than she had remembered. His cock had to be eight inches long in the shaft and curved up slightly and as hard as a piece of steel. The cock-head loomed in front of her face. She put her lips to the swollen cock-meat and kissed it while running the tip of her tongue into the piss-slit. His hips trembled.

Standing once more, she put her arms around her son's neck and pushed her cunt and tits against him while seeking his lips. His arms crushed her against him while they kissed.

She drew her mouth away and took a deep breath. His hot cock was shoved against her belly. He was ready to fuck, but she still needed some warming up.

"Take me to bed, Tommy."

He scooped her up in his arms and carried her, with no apparent effort, to his bed. She kept an arm on his shoulder while he laid her on her back.

"Tommy, you might already know this," she said, "but women are slow to come to a boil. Play with me a little. Play with my tits and my cunt."

"Okay, Mom," he said, getting up on the bed on his knees. "Gosh, but you're pretty. I like the way you dress, with your stockings and garters and high-heeled shoes."

"I did that just for you," she said, spreading her thighs wide in front of him. "In fact, everything you see is just for you. Come on. Play with me."

He worked his fingers on her cunt-lips, bringing flashes of warmth through her sensitive flesh. His fingertips touched her closed pussy-slit.

"Mom, you've got the cutest little cunt. It looks too little to fuck."

"Oh, I think it'll stretch enough… Enough even for your big cock." She gasped when his finger worked through her cunt-slit. "Oh! I like it when you when you touch me in there. Your fingers are so nice. Keep it up!"

He started finger-fucking the hell out of her pussy.

The waves of heat in her pussy rose and fell, rose and fell with the rubbing motion of his fingers. She braced her feet on the bed and rocked her hips up and down, up and down, fucking her cunt on his fingers.

She looked down between her spread tits, over the swell of her belly, over her small pussy-mound to the spread lips of her cunt and his hands, with his fingers inside her. Her legs were spread wide with her heavy thighs clad in transparent stockings, held in place with the lacy black garter belt. Beyond her cunt and his hands, his cock loomed hugely with a drop of pre-cum hanging from the tip.

"Oh God, Tommy! Take me. Take me now."

His fingers slipped out of her cunt and he grasped her by the soft flesh of her hips. He drew her toward his waiting cock. Her ass slipped along the rough bedspread, her legs spread wide.

When her cunt was under his cock, he stopped drawing her toward him and pushed his cock-head through the spread outer cunt-lips. The cock-head was hot against her closed inner slit.

She rocked her ass slightly, working her inner cunt-lips against his cock-head, forcing the cunt-lips to part. The advancing head of his cock pushed her pussy open little by little, and the prick-head worked inside until pain stabbed through her cunt.

"Oh!" she cried out.

"Mom! I hurt you."

She put a hand on his shoulder. "That's all right, Tommy. It always hurts a little at first. It's okay now. Just push your cock in a little at a time."

While he pushed against her, she rocked her ass and her fuck-hole parted, letting his cock-head inside.

Now he slowly fucked into her, making the tingling warmth swell through her cunt as his cock-shaft slipped deeper.

She gripped his shoulders, drawing her ass up off the bed.

"You okay, Mom?"

"I'm wonderful, honey. Fuck me!"

He drew his cock back, letting the swell of warmth decline, stopping when the bulge of the cock-head tugged at her cunt-slit. Then he fucked back in fully, bringing back the tingling warmth.

While his cock stroked in and back out, it made the waves of tingling heat rise and fall, rise and fall. She braced her feet on the bed and rocked her hips to his cock-strokes, tipping her cunt for him to fuck straight in, then rolling her ass back, making his prick-shaft rub back hard on her clit.

His cock drove harder and she lunged her ass up harder, as well. Her whole upper body relaxed and she whined and writhed under him while the tingling waves of warmth built in her cunt, rising and falling, rising and falling. She made her hips undulate, swinging her ass up, letting it back, swinging it up, letting it back.

Tommy's face was getting red and he grunted with each cock-stroke.

He lunged against her and lay quivering as his cum spurted hotly in her cunt. His cum pumped over and over, each time a little less than the time before. Finally, it stopped altogether. He pushed himself up on his arms and drew his spent cock out. His prick was limp, but it was still big.

When he lay down beside her, she held his prick in her hand.

"Mom, I just can't believe it."

"Can't believe what?"

"Your cunt is so small. It's smaller than…"

"Smaller than Mitzi's?"

He paused. "Yeah."

"Well, I guess I'm just small all over." She looked down at her hard tits. "Especially there."

He took one tit in his hand and squeezed it.

"Naw, your tits have a nice shape."

"It's sweet of you to say that, Tommy."

"You didn't come, did you?"

"Not yet. You can fix that when you get hard again."

She squeezed his cock. Ii was still limp and had some growing to do.

"While we're waiting for your cock to come back to life, help me keep the fire burning in me."

"What can I do?"

"Put your finger in my cunt," she said, twisting one leg out.

He slipped a middle finger through her outer cunt-lips and pushed against her cunt-slit, twisting his finger back and forth, forcing the warm flesh to part. His finger slipped inside, bringing a little tingling ache with it.

"Oh! I like that, honey," she said, wiggling her ass.

He crooked his finger in her cunt, working it all around. "Did I touch your clit, Mom?"

"If you had, I'd have bounced right off this bed. It's little and hard to find. Here, let me guide you."

She took his hand, twisted it so the hook of his finger was just inside her cunt-lips, and inched it up… up toward her rounded belly.

"Oh!" She jerked her hips up, knocking his hand away from her cunt. "Can you find it now?"

"I think so," he said, slipping his finger back in her cunt, bending the finger, probing just inside her tight pussy-slit.

Her bucking hips knocked his hand away again. It just wasn't working. He was hitting her clit too hard, making her react violently instead of with warm stimulation. But his cock was turning stiff in her hand, anyway.

While his cock was stiff, it was not yet hard enough to fuck into her tight cunt. She could help that process along.

"I'm going to go down on you," she said, "until your cock gets really hard."

He looked at her with an expression of awe.

"Mom! Your mouth is too small for my cock. You're so small all over."

"Oh, my mouth will stretch, just like my cunt."

Rita pushed herself up and put a leg over him, straddling his shoulders on her knees, facing his upthrust cock. She bent down, bringing her face to his cock.

With her lips against the cock-head, the cock-shaft below her eyes was shiny and curved… and long. His balls were far below her eyes. How could she get this much cock down her throat?

Rita pushed her mouth down on the prick-head, and her lips stretched wide… And stopped. She ran her tongue out, spreading her saliva over the hot cock-meat, making it slippery. Then she nodded her head, forcing herself down harder, and the huge prick-head slipped into her mouth, leaving her lips stretched around the prick-shaft.

She took a deep breath and nodded her head down, running her lips down the cock-shaft. The cock-knob pushed into her throat, filling the space. She couldn't breathe.

Rita closed her eyes and bobbed her head down, forcing her lips down the boy's prick, pushing the slippery prick-head back deep in her throat. His cock filled her throat yet continued to slip deeper and deeper. Her nose touched warm flesh, and she opened her eyes. His hairy balls were huge.

She drew her head up, and her lips ran up toward the end of the cock-shaft, and the cock-head slipped from her throat. Her lips tugged at the bulge of the cock-head and she took a deep breath and then ran her lips back down, down all the way until her chin pushed into the hair on his groin.

Up and down, she drew her lips over his big cock. Her long yellow hair spilled down on his legs, to form a deep pile when she slipped her lips down to his groin, to uncoil from the pile when she drew her mouth up. He groaned and writhed under her and bucked his hips up, helping push his cock deep in her throat.

It would be nice to suck his cock until he shot off, she thought. That would be nice, but that wasn't why she was going down on him. Time for that later. She was doing it to make his cock hard, and it was turning harder each time she ran her lips the length of the prick-shaft.

Rita ran her lips up and worked one side of her mouth off the cock-head, then the other.

"Now it's hard enough. Fuck me!"

Tommy rose on his knees while she lay down and spread her stockinged thighs wide. Her cunt was still slippery with his cum and his cock entered her easily, forcing her inner cunt-lips to part, fucking deep in her pussy until his hairy groin rested against her little cunt-mound.

He drew his cock back until the head tugged at her slit, then fucked back in deep, bringing a big wave of tingling warmth through her cunt. She braced her feet on the bed and arched her back as she pushed her cunt up to meet his cock-strokes, bringing her belly up to push against his.

His cock drove harder and she lunged up harder, as well. Her whole upper body relaxed with her arms limp over her head, and she whined and writhed under him while the tingling waves of warmth built in her cunt, rising and falling, rising and falling. Her hips flowed up from the bed like waves, heaving her ass up, letting it fall back, heaving it up, rolling it back.

Then the tingling waves of heat didn't die out between cock-strokes. They built, each one warmer than the one before as her hips rocked up higher to meet him.

"Oh! Oh!"

Just as the warmth started to die out, he fucked back into her, bringing it higher and higher.

"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!"

His cock strokes turned harder. She braced her back and held her cunt up for his fuck-thrusts.


Her cunt-juice flowed as he poised and drove his cock straight into her and pressed down against her. Hot cum spurted deep in her cunt, burning as it pumped over and over, mixing with her flowing cunt-juice. He slipped his arms under her waist and drew her up while she clutched his shoulders.

While the cunt-juice pumped out of her, her legs lost their strength and an empty feeling came to her stomach. She held her belly up against his, relieving the emptiness. Her lips went slack.

She lay in his arms, seeing his face above hers, numbly feeling his cock go limp in her cunt. Her arms left his shoulders and she let them collapse limply over her head.

He bent to kiss her, and his strong mouth mashed her lips.

"Mom, are you okay?"

She tried to answer, to tell him not only was she okay, but that she felt wonderful in his arms, but her lips wouldn't move. She tried to tell him she would enjoy having him hold her this way forever, but all she could do was look vacantly up at his face, watching it show more and more worry.

Finally, she managed to draw her lips wide in a smile. He showed relief.

"I'm just fine, Tommy," she said. "God, that was wonderful."

"For a minute, I thought I had hurt you," he said.

"When your old lady gives, she gives a hundred percent. Then it takes me a while to recover. I think I have some strength back in my legs now."

When he pulled his arms from under her and drew himself up, his limp cock slipped out of her cunt. His warm hands slipped into the hollows of her waist, then over her garter belt and out on her hips, then down onto her little pussy-mound where he squeezed her. Releasing the warm flesh, he brushed her short blonde cunt-hair up neatly, fully exposing the lips of her pussy.

"Gosh, Mom," he said after a moment of fingering her cunt-lips. "I sure liked making it with you."

"You see? Your old mother can take care of all your needs."

"You sure don't look very old." He lay down beside her, and she rolled up on her hip to face him. "There's just one thing," he said after a moment.

"What's that, Tommy?"

"What if the other kids start calling me a mother-fucker?"

She had to smile at that. "Well, if you don't tell them, I won't either. They just won't know what they're missing."

"How about Mitzi? I think you sort of put her down. She'll probably figure things out. It'll make her sore as hell."

"If that little bitch… I mean, if she gives you any trouble, just send her to me. I know how to take care of her. Now, do you think this bed's big enough for two people to sleep on?" Rita asked as she unsnapped one garter and rolled a stocking down.

He smiled. "It's big enough if the two people are friendly."


"I know something's goin' on, Mrs. Baylor," Mitzi said. "Something's goin' on and I want to know what it is."

"Why Mitzi," Rita said. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Sit down and tell me what's bothering you."

Mitzi dropped into a chair in the living room, then she sprang back up.

"Goddammit!" she shouted. "Tommy's been giving me the cold shoulder. It isn't like him."

"Tommy has good taste. Maybe he doesn't like you."

"Don't give me any of that shit. Dammit, I need him."

So you've finally decided to be forthright, thought Rita. Actually, the girl had attempted to make herself presentable. Maybe it wasn't her fault her stockings were baggy, her slip showed, and nothing fit well, making her look like a young street whore. She had obviously tried, and it was an improvement.

"I know there's something goin' on between you and Tommy. Believe me, I could make trouble for you… a lot of trouble."

Not likely. There would be a lot to prove and no way to prove it. Still, the little bitch could make it awkward. No point in starting a war.

"Mitzi, I… I think I know what you're going through. I was young myself once. Believe me, I know what it's like to have an ache in my pussy."

The little bitch stared. "You do?"

"Certainly. A woman has sexual needs, much like a man has. There are ways to take care of those needs."

"Oh no, I'm not gonna finger my cunt!"

"You don't have to. You can relieve those aching feelings in other ways. And it doesn't have to be with a man."

Mitzi's face was blank.

"My husband passed away over a year ago. Since then, I haven't felt like remarrying. There are other ways. There are other women in need."

"I dunno," said Mitzi. "I couldn't just go to my girlfriend and say let's fuck."

"Well, you might get bolder in time. Meanwhile, I'll show you how to relieve that ache."

Rita stood before the girl and held the top button of her dress in her fingers. Mitzi towered over her, five-feet-eight, at least. The girl's face colored while Rita opened one button after another, working down to the hem. When the garment hung open, Rita peeled it back off the brunette's shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

"Let's take turns undressing each other," Rita said. "It's your turn to take off my dress."

Rita turned, and Mitzi fumbled with the zipper in back and drew it down to her ass. The girl's fingers trembled and one nail was rough on her shoulder as she peeled the dress off to fall in a billowing pile of cloth around Rita's feet. Rita stepped out of it.

Mitzi's slip was a disgrace to womanhood, shapeless as it was, and Rita was glad to pull it off over the girl's head and toss it away.

Mitzi's hands were more sure as she lifted Rita's slip by the hem, tugged to get it clear of her tits, and pulled it over her head.

"My God!" Mitzi said, staring.

"What's wrong, Mitzi?"

Mitzi's eyes scanned from Rita's hips up to her face. "My God, Mrs. Baylor. You're beautiful."

"Thank you, Mitzi… and why don't you call me Rita? I'd like to reserve judgment on you, but you're looking better the closer I come to getting you naked."

Mitzi did have a nice color to her skin, just a trace of olive. If only she would use a few lotions to keep it from drying out.

Rita drew the cups of Mitzi's bra together slightly, released the hook, and pulled the garment free of the girl's tits, letting them spring forth and sag. They were good-looking tits, much bigger than Rita's, with rounded brown nipples. Rita squeezed them gently and the girl's lower lip trembled slightly while she looked uncertain.

Taking her hands away and smiling, Rita offered her tits. Mitzi's nails were rough on the tender flesh of her tits, but she didn't seem to be trying to hurt her. Just awkward.

When Mitzi discarded Rita's bra, there was admiration in her eyes as she looked at the woman's firm tits. The girl's own tits jiggled with her irregular breathing.

Excitement welled in Rita for the first time as she held Mitzi by the waist, just above her garter belt, and then worked her hands out on her hips and inside the waistband of her panties, peeling the thin nylon garment down off the swell of her pussy-mound, exposing her wedge of thick cunt-hair and the lips of her cunt. While pulling her panties down on her legs, she slipped a finger into the warm, moist flesh inside the pouting lips of her cunt. Mitzi sucked her breath in with a rasp.

Rita smiled and wiggled her ass while Mitzi pulled her panties down. The girl had no desire to slowly reveal the unknown. She simply pulled Rita's panties down on her legs and let them fall around her ankles, then Rita stepped out of them.

Rita was eager to make love, but there was something she had to do first. Mitzi's baggy stockings were hideous… and it was unnecessary.

"Let me straighten your stockings for you," Rita said as she knelt before the girl.

Mitzi stood awkwardly in high heels while Rita worked the loose nylon up on her legs. While she shortened the garters to hold them in place, Rita looked closely at the girl's young body. Mitzi was a shapely girl. With a little care and education in how to dress, she could be a charming, beautiful girl.

With Mitzi's stockings drawn smooth and in nice contrast to her skin color, Rita stood and put one arm around the girl's waist, the other on her back. She stretched as tall as she could and lightly pressed her pointed tits up against the girl's softer tits and tipped her head up. Mitzi's arms went around Rita's waist just as Rita reached out with her tongue.

Their tongues touched, and Mitzi rolled her ass, brushing her cunt-hair over Rita's belly. Rita drew her breath in with a gasp as she tucked her ass in and rocked her hips, bringing her cunt up, closer to Mitzi's.

The soft edges of their cunt-lips touched. Mitzi sighed and tightened her grip on Rita's waist. Rita put her hand on the girl's arm and loosened her grip. No point in coming on with the strength of a man. If she was going to get her to forget Tommy, she would have to make her appreciate the soft, tender touch of a woman.

Rita worked her hard nipples around lightly on Mitzi's soft tits. She kept her mouth from touching the girl's, just touched the tips of their tongues together.

She slipped her fingers down on Mitzi's hips and caressed the soft flesh, then worked her hands out on the cheeks of her ass, spreading them gently.

Mitzi seemed to take the cue and just held the hollows of Rita's waist in her hands, rocking her hips slightly, brushing the lips of her cunt with her own cunt-lips.

Finally, the girl lightly touched her lips to Rita's and slipped her tongue into her mouth.

Rita let the girl take control of her mouth while she held Mitzi's hips, and put her knees inside hers. Spreading Mitzi's thighs slightly, she rolled her own hips up and brought the pouting edge of her cunt-lips up between the girl's.

Mitzi gasped and staggered slightly.

Rita put a steadying arm under her elbow and said, "Let's use the rug."

Mitzi asked, "What if Tommy comes in?"

"He won't. Not for hours. Meantime, it's just you and me. Oh Mitzi, I love your soft touch."

"Me too, Mrs. Baylor… I mean, Rita. You're so beautiful… and soft."

"Let's take turn being on the bottom," Rita said, kneeling on the rug. "Why don't you take first turn on your back."

Rita straddled Mitzi's shoulders, wondering how she was going to carry out the task she'd assigned herself. She'd never gone down on a woman in her life. She'd hated other women with a vengeance, would have nothing to do with them, not even so much as a cup of coffee. Men were more to her liking. Well, the little bitch couldn't be much more complicated than a man.

Holding the girl's nylon-clad thighs spread wide, Rita brought her mouth down to her cunt. Ignoring the fishy smell, she put her tongue inside the spread pussy-lips and licked down the length of her cunt.

Mitzi started rolling her hips, bringing the cunt-flesh up past Rita's tongue.

After a time, Rita stopped and worked her fingers deep in the girl's cunt, holding the flesh spread. She put her mouth to her pussy and worked the tip of her tongue in the cunt-slit.

She thrust her tongue deep and lapped up and down the slit, licking the girl's cunt over and over and over. Mitzi tilted her hips toward her face and wiggled her ass. Soon she started cooing and whining with the rhythm of Rita's tongue.

Then Rita arched her tongue down and slowly probed, just under her cunt-lips.

Mitzi bucked her ass high, tossing Rita's face from her cunt.

Rita got her tongue back in the girl's cunt-lips and again probed toward her clit.


Rita licked back to her fuck-hole, then drew away. "You've got me so hot, just tonguing your nice pussy. Let's switch positions."

"Okay, Rita. God, but I like your tongue in my cunt."

Rita lay on her back and spread her legs while Mitzi straddled her shoulders. While awkward hands struggled with the lips of her cunt, Rita compared their bodies. Her thighs and her ass were heavier than Mitzi's, streamlined build… something to do with an age difference of twenty years. Other than that, she had it all over the youngster. Her tits, though smaller, were firm and, even lying on her back, stuck straight out. Her pale-pink skin was soft and free of any wrinkles. Her waist was even smaller than the young girl's. The years had been good to her.

Mitzi's tongue touched Rita's cunt. The girl's awkward tongue-strokes were rough as she imitated the treatment Rita had given her. While her treatment was rough, it wasn't unpleasant, and Rita's hips went to rocking with Mitzi's tongue as the girl licked through the length of her cunt-slot.

Then Mitzi stopped and her fingers probed Rita's cunt again. A fingernail against the tender flesh of her inner pussy-folds made Rita flinch.

After mauling her tender flesh a long time without effect, Mitzi looked back between her tits.

"I'm sorry, Rita. Your cunt's just so little, I can't get inside."

"That's okay, Mitzi. I have an idea. Why don't you roll over for a minute?"

While Mitzi rolled out of the way, Rita took the thick cushions off the couch and arranged them in two piles on the rug, about three feet apart. She knelt on the two stacks, and then leaned down with her hands on the rug, letting her knees spread wide. Under her body weight, her thighs spread wider and wider, bringing her ass down.

Rita looked back under herself. Her thighs were spread straight out and horizontal, and the outer lips of her cunt were spread wide.

"There, now I'll bet you can spread me open."

There was awe in Mitzi's voice as she said, "Gee, Rita. I hope I'm in as good a shape as you when I get to be your age."

Mitzi got on her back and scooted to where her face was under Rita's spread cunt. Rita rested her tits on the girl and spread her legs wide.

She got Mitzi's cunt-slit open and her tongue inside. Mitzi's tongue thrust deep then and brought with it a beautiful wave of tingling heat.

Even stretched out flat between cushions, Rita couldn't keep her hips from rocking each time Mitzi's tongue ventured forth. She put her tongue deep in Mitzi's pussy and lapped back. Mitzi rolled her ass up, trying to make her cunt follow Rita's tongue.

Rita arched her tongue down and probed just inside the girl's cunt-lips, moving as slowly and gently as possible.

Her tongue barely touched the nub of Mitzi's clit. Mitzi rolled her hips up, holding her ass high as long as Rita touched her clit. Rita drew her tongue back, and the girl's ass settled back.

She touched her clit again and slowly ran her tongue around and around on the nub, barely touching it. Mitzi's ass rose and quivered all the while.

Rita jerked at the electric flash that shot through her cunt. Mitzi's tongue hit her clit… too hard… again.

Again and again, Mitzi hit her tongue on her clit. Mercifully, there were several seconds between tongue-strokes when the aching jolt changed to nice tingling warmth… Then again the jolt.

Mitzi had to be trying to please her. She just didn't know any better. Rita couldn't dislike her for trying. Now, if the girl were living with her, she could teach her how to be gentle, how to take care of her body, how to dress well, how to be a real lady. That would be a pleasure.

Rita shook her head and went back to working her tongue around and around on her clit. She was there to relieve the dumb girl's boy-happy ache in her cunt. Then the bitch would leave Tommy alone.

Mitzi's ass rose higher and higher, bringing her cunt up harder against Rita's mouth. The girl couldn't be far from coming. As for her own clit, Mitzi was hitting it so hard, she was making it less sensitive. There was just the aching jolt each time her tongue hit, over and over.

Now Mitzi jerked higher each time Rita ran her fingers over her clit. Each time she jerked, her hips shuddered in Rita's hands.

Then the girl arched her back high and her cunt-juice flowed over Rita's tongue, into her mouth. Rita held her tongue in place and swallowed the sweet cum as fast as it flowed.

When her cunt-juice stopped flowing and her ass had settled back to the rug, Mitzi said, "You didn't come, Rita. Did I do it wrong?"

"It takes me longer, Mitzi… but yes, you hit my clit too hard with your tongue. That makes it less sensitive."

"I'm sorry. I'll try to do it right."

Mitzi put her warm tongue back against Rita's cunt and pushed the cunt-lips apart, a little more gently this time. Her tongue probed out, slipping through the warm flesh, bringing its own tingling warmth wherever it went.

Rita jerked her hips down as the girl's tongue touched her clit, still too hard, but not so hard as to give her a painful jolt.

Mitzi drew her tongue away, then slipped it forth, barely moving it inside her cunt-lips.

A warm glow built in her cunt as the tip of the girl's tongue barely touched her clit. She worked her tongue around and around in tiny circles, bringing waves of the glowing warmth each time her tongue passed over the sensitive nub.

The girl had found the technique, her tongue was as gentle as it had been in Rita's mouth. It made Rita's ass gyrate slightly as she lay spread over the girl's mouth.

Rita brushed her own flowing blonde hair away from Mitzi's pussy and looked down at it closely. The cunt-folds were spread wide and the fuck-hole was open a little. She put two fingers inside and spread her cunt-lips wider, exposing the clit.

Like a miniature cock, the red-tipped organ was coming erect under her eyes. If she could get her own lips inside the girl's pussy-slit, she could suck her clit. Her cunt wasn't that big, but it looked big enough to stretch her cunt-gash open at the top where the cunt-lips grew together.

Being careful not to hurt her, Rita drew the moist, tender flesh out, turning Mitzi's cunt-lips inside out. The clit was protruding right under her mouth.

Rita put her lips over the girl's little clit. While she sucked it gently, Mitzi tensed her hips and her ass rose slightly. So as to not disturb her, Rita barely touched her tongue to the nub. She ran the tip of her tongue around and around on the clit, and the girl's ass gyrated on the rug.

Mitzi's tongue was bringing the swell of glowing warmth in her cunt higher. It wasn't like the rising and falling waves of tingling heat from being fucked, it was the ever-rising swell of a single tidal wave, drawing her higher and higher.

Mitzi snorted and heaved her ass up. The youngster couldn't be far from coming again. Well, neither was Rita. The glowing warmth her cunt rose higher.

Rita tensed as her cunt started flowing. She pressed her tongue a little harder on Mitzi's clit and drew her tongue around in a circle.

Mitzi arched rigidly and her cunt-juice let go. Rita let the girl's cunt-lips turn back inside and kept her mouth on the slit, swallowing the hot cunt-cum as it pumped out.

Mitzi had taken Rita's cum as it flowed from her cunt. When it stopped pumping, the girl drew away, and Rita brought her ass up and her knees closer together on the cushions. Her hip joints ached from being spread flat for so long.

She put her knees down on the rug, knocked the cushions aside and lay down beside the girl.

Mitzi's warm fingers stroked the soft flesh of her hip. Rita closed her eyes and held the girl's head in her hands, stroking her tangled hair.

Her strength flowed from her body as she lay holding the girl, this girl with the warm tender body, this girl with the busy tongue, too rough at first, then delightfully delicate.

What kind of troubles had Mitzi endured, to be eighteen and still so uncouth? What kind of mother did she have that wouldn't help her to be a lady? Well, that was none of Rita's business. Her only business was to satisfy the bitch sexually so she would keep her hands off Tommy.

After a while, lying against Mitzi's warm body, strength returned to Rita's legs. She opened her eyes and stretched, and Mitzi smiled at her.

"That was really nice, Rita."

"The pleasure was mine, Mitzi. I'll be glad to do this anytime you… well, anytime you have this aching feeling that needs relief."

"Thank you," Mitzi said. "I guess I'd better get back."

"Wait just a minute before you get dressed."

Rita went to the bathroom and returned with a bottle of lotion. She worked the milky fluid into the dry skin on the girl's shoulders and arms. Like magic, the scaly appearance changed to smooth, clear skin. Then Rita took a moist washcloth and wiped the lips of Mitzi's cunt clean and patted them dry.

She sat in her stockings and garters and watched while the girl dressed. When Mitzi had her bra and panties on and pulled the shapeless slip on over her head, Rita could remain silent no longer.

"That slip is too long for your dress, Mitzi. Would you like for me to baste a new hem?"

"Oh thanks, Rita, but it isn't mine. It belongs my Aunt Doris."

"I don't understand. Doesn't your mother buy your clothes?"

Mitzi bit her lower lip. "Mom and Dad, they broke up a long time ago. Dad disappeared and I lived with Mom until she ran off with a man. Now I just… sorta bounce around. I live with my aunt… sometimes. She's good to me, except when she's been drinking. Sometimes she lets me wear her clothes. Other times… well, I still have my jeans and blouse."

Rita was silent and blinked back tears while she shortened the slip with paper clips all around. When Mitzi put on the borrowed dress, she helped her tuck the excess material in back so it followed the nice curves of her body.

When Mitzi thanked her and turned to leave, Rita stopped her. She pressed the bottle of lotion and a small pill bottle in her hands.

"Use this lotion on your body every night. Take one of these tablets every day, and it'll keep you from getting pregnant. When either of these runs out, just tell me."

There were tears in the girl's eyes when she bent and kissed her. Then she was leaving, clumping awkwardly in high-heeled shoes that were too big for her.

Rita looked down and fingered the sticky lips of her cunt. She stripped off her stockings and unfastened the hooks on her garter belt. Time for a hot shower.

Tommy would be home before long.


Tommy was fresh scrubbed from the shower at the gym when he came in.

"Well, how was the game, honey?" Rita asked.

"They beat us," he said, "but we made 'em fight for it."

"That's the spirit. Feeling tired?"

He started to nod. Then he smiled.

"All depends. Long as it isn't basketball…"

"Remember the fireplace in my bedroom?"

He nodded.

"Why don't you get a nice fire started?"

He smiled and said, "You got it, Mom."

Firelight soon flickered across the room, aiding the lone small table lamp. When Rita sauntered in, the ridiculous blue bedroom slippers with high heels made her hips roll like a schoolgirl's. She joined Tommy, sitting on the deep-pile carpet in front of the flame.

"You're a first-class fire builder," she said.

"Nothing's too good for my mom," he said, lying back.

"Sometimes I wonder if your old mom's still got what it takes."

"I never had any doubt."

"Tommy, you're not giving me a line of bullshit, are you?" she asked, lying back beside him.

"I couldn't lie to you, Mom."

"Well, examine the merchandise one more time and tell me I'm still all right."

He got up on his knees and untied the sash on her dressing gown. Heat from the fire warmed her naked skin as he peeled the robe away. She felt as if she were back in Jack's arms, in an age long ago, determined to be pleasing to the man she loved.

With her gown drawn open, Tommy put an arm under her shoulders and worked the garment down off her arms. He let her down to the rug and then lifted her ass with one strong arm and pulled the robe aside. He stood up, quickly stripped off his pajamas, and then rejoined her on the rug.

His hands were warmer than the heat from the fireplace on her tits as he squeezed them, firmly but not so hard it hurt. He put his lips against hers and kissed her. There was gentleness in his touch but the strength that Mitzi lacked.

His lips moved down on her neck to her tits, where he kissed each nipple, turning them hard, then down across the swell of her belly to her pussy-mound. He nibbled at her short cunt-hair, then looked at her cunt closely.

"I thought blonde genes were supposed to be dominant," he said.

"Well, I guess so… in a statistical sense. Why?"

"You're a real blonde… either that or you've been using the two-bottle peroxide kit. No, your eyes are so blue, you've gotta be a blonde. Dad's hair was dark brown. So's mine. Is that what you meant by statistics? Odds are for it, but no guarantees?"

"I think so," she said. "Satisfied I'm a real blonde?"

"Yeah, with your pink skin and blue eyes, you're a blonde, all right." He patted her pussy, looking at her lovely body.

"I try to flex my body, and it just doesn't work like it did once."

He patted the soft flesh of her hip. "You're a half-pint, but lots of young girls would like to look like you. What doesn't flex?"

"My hips. When I was a teenager and I used to… well, never mind what I did then. I used to be able to bend my legs like pretzels."

"Well, let's see," he said, grasping one stockinged thigh just above her knee.

He brought her thigh straight up and then bent it out to the side. It went down easily until the knee was a foot above the rug, then down another six inches… and stopped. Holding that leg in place, he did the same with the other.

"I'd say that isn't bad, Mom," he said. "You sure look nice with your cunt spread like that."

"I used to be able to bring my legs straight out and down flat… and even farther than that. You'd like my cunt spread out that way."

"Does it hurt, the way I'm holding your legs out now?"

"No, it's just tight in my hips."

"Like for me to see if I can loosen you up a little?"

"I'd love it."

After a time, he had her thighs straight out and down flat on the rug. He took his hands away, and her legs stayed down.

"How's that, Mom?"

"That's nice of you, Tommy," she said. "Like to take it a little farther?"

"Okay, but I'm afraid I'll break you apart."

"Promise I'll shout if it starts hurting."

Tommy grabbed three pillows from the bed. After stacking them, he slipped a hand under her ass, raising her, and put the stack of pillows under her. Balanced on the soft support, her thighs remained straight out and about a foot above the rug.

As before, he held one leg and worked the other around and around, all the time pressing the thigh down. When both knees were within a couple of inches of the rug, her hips started hurting. She kept silent, taking care to not gasp in pain, while he worked her legs still lower.

Finally, both knees touched the rug. When he stopped forcing her farther open, the pain went away. With her back arched and her shoulders down on the rug, the swell of her belly hid her spread-open cunt from her view.

"Honey, can you tip the mirror? I want to see myself, right into my cunt."

When he'd tipped the big mirror, she could see right into her cunt. The outer cunt-lips were spread wide, and the pink fuck-hole was barely open.

"That's great, honey. Now pull the pillows out."

When he'd pulled the stack of pillows aside, she was left with her back arched, her cunt held high, and her weight balanced on her shoulders and on the sides of her outward-splayed knees. She let her ass down to the rug, and her fuck-hole closed. Then she pressed the sides of her knees down and levered her ass up, bringing her cunt high, spreading the cunt-lips wide. She let her ass back down. Then she tensed and, like a wave, made her body ripple out and up, through her neck, through her back, through her belly, through her hips, undulating her body. After holding her spread pussy high for a moment, she let her body sink back to the rug.

"Mom, what did you do when you were a teenager?" Tommy asked.

"Well, there were six of us girls in our group. At the end of each football game, our group had a contest to see which one of us could brace her knees straight out like this and hold her cunt up the highest. The winner got to date the football captain. I usually won."


"Now I'm not a kid any longer," she said.

He ran his hands over the inner surfaces of her thighs, just above the tops of her stockings. "You sure don't look very old. Your skin is so soft and smooth."

"I'm glad you think so. Do you like my garters?"

He put his fingers inside one of the little black lacy garters that encircled her thighs, over the tops of her stockings, and said, "They look real cute on you. Aren't they a little uncomfortable, though? They're kind of tight."

"A little," she said. "Why don't you take them off? I guess my stockings will stay up by themselves, as long as I'm lying down like this."

It was a relief when he unsnapped the cute strips of elastic and tossed them aside. Kneeling between her spread thighs, he rubbed his fingers up and down the length of her cunt-gash.

Lying with her thighs straight out and down flat on the rug, she rocked her ass up and down against his movements, slipping the pussy-flesh through his fingers, making a glow of warmth travel up and down for the length of her cunt-slot.

Her breathing turned jerky. "Your hands are nice in there, Tommy, but try to get your fingers clear inside my cunt."

She held her ass down while his fingers probed a little deeper.

"Having trouble, honey?" she asked.

"You have a cunt like a little girl's."

"How would you know?"

"I've got one hell of an imagination."

"Maybe I can help you. I'll spread myself all the way." She pressed down hard with the sides of her knees, and her ass heaved high. It hurt a little in her hip joints, but she held her cunt high and spread for him. "Any better?"

"Lots better," he said. "I can even see your little clit. Let's see if I can get your inner pussy-lips turned out and hang onto them."

Little jabs of tingling heat shot through her pussy while he struggled with her inner cunt-flesh. It gave the sensation of being turned inside out while he bent the cunt-lips toward the outside, but it didn't cause any pain.

"I've got your inner pussy-lips turned out in my hands," he said.

"Can you stretch my cunt so my clit's outside?"

"No way, Mom. Like I said, you've got a little girl's cunt. Let your ass back down, and I'll get you warmed up."

His fingers were gentle on her inner cunt-lips as he rubbed them, making a nice warm glow move up and down along her pussy-slot. While he kept rubbing her cunt, she lay back and examined herself in the big mirror he had tipped down for her. With her legs spread straight out, her cunt-mound swelled up high.

As though obeying a will of its own, her ass started rolling up, working her cunt-lips through his fingers, adding to the tingling glow.

Then he stopped rubbing and looked at her cunt as though seeing inside her. Her breath came in short gasps when he bent down close to her pussy. He stretched her cunt-slot wider as he brought his mouth down.

He kissed the lips of her pussy. Then, holding the pussy-lips open, he slowly pushed his hot tongue down into her cunt-hole. The muscles in her pussy pinched shut, but his tongue was persistent. Slowly he forced it inside.

Her clit burned with a flash when his nose touched the nub, and her hips jerked up against his face.

Then he took his mouth from her cunt and looked up.

"How about it, Mom? Warmed up enough now?"

She tried to talk, but her breath kept coming in gasps. After a moment, she calmed somewhat.

"I'm hot as a fox. Give it to me!"

His hands left her cunt, and he brought his knees closer. Grasping her hips, he lifted her with her legs spread around him.

The outer lips of her cunt were open, but as he raised her hips up, she let her knees rest down on the rug, and it spread her cunt still wider. The hot flesh of his cock-head pushed her pussy-lips open and nudged in.

As he drew her up harder against his cock, her inner fuck-hole opened and his cock-head started inside. He shifted his hands under her ass and held her up against his cock.

Rita let her arms rest limply over her head and let her mouth go slack and let her head loll from side to side as he shifted his hands on her ass. It was a nice feeling to be so helpless in his arms, to let him do whatever he wanted to her little body as he drew her cunt up onto his cock.

Pain stabbed through her cunt and she gasped and tensed. He stopped drawing her up and just held her in place. In a moment, the pain faded and she again went limp. He resumed drawing her up, drawing her little cunt up on his cock.

Then her son's big cock-head was deep inside her. There was no pain.

While he held her hips, she brought her outward-splayed knees down on the rug and pushed. Her ass bobbed a little and she held herself up on his cock while he shifted his knees out behind himself.

Now in position, he lowered his hips and she sank down under him until her ass touched the rug.

Then he slowly thrust his prick in her, bringing a nice tingling wave of heat through her pussy. She pressed her knees down and swung her ass up, lifting her cunt up toward him, slipping her stretched pussy up his cock-shaft, until his groin-hair touched her cunt-mound. As he drew back, she swung her ass back down and slipped her cunt down his cock-shaft.

No sooner had her ass touched the bed than the bulge of his cock-head tugged at her pussy-lips, and then he fucked into her again. As she rose to meet him, he fucked in harder, and his cock-head drove deep, bringing its wave of heat.

Rita lay under him with arms limp, mouth relaxed and lips parted, head lolling from side to side, writhing under his hard-driving prick, letting a whine be drawn from her throat each time his cock-head drew back to the lips of her cunt.

She knew the joy of watching his sweating face come near and draw back, come near and draw back, and the rhythmic wave action of her own body as it undulated up to meet him, then flowed back to the rug, rose up to meet him, flowed back to the rug. She knew the joy of pushing her stretched cunt up the shaft of his cock, to shove her little pussy-mound against his hairy groin, then to fall away from him, to drift back through space while her pussy slipped back on his cock-shaft, to let her ass down to the rug and wait for the next wave to lift her back up.

Without missing a fuck-stroke, he slipped his arms under her back and drew her up close. She lolled her head back, limp in his arms, limp everywhere but in her legs and in her knees. With each drive of his cock, she pushed the sides of her knees down on the rug and heaved her ass up to lift her cunt to him.

Now Tommy fucked her faster and broke into her dream. Conscious once more, she matched his driving pace with the whipping action of her hips. Her whine changed to a choking whimper that broke off each time their bodies met.

His strokes slowed and he lifted his head and clenched his teeth while he pounded his prick into her, harder but slower. She matched the force of his fuck-strokes and whipped her cunt up at him harder.

Then his fuck-strokes slowed and he poised and drove in hard and stayed against her. His cum spurted hotly in her cunt while he quivered against her. The hot jism pumped again and again.

When the cum stopped spurting, he slowly lowered them together to the rug. She was breathing fast and her heart hammered, making her hard-pointed tits shake.

"I'm sorry, Mom," he said. "I came too fast."

"Don't… don't worry, honey," she said, panting. "We have… all night to… get me off."

He got up, pulling his limp cock out of her, closed her legs, and lay beside her. They looked at each other while she waited for her breathing to slow.

After a time, he said, "There can't be one mom in a thousand that can spread her legs the way you did."

"It's all from the way you way you worked me over. That's how I was twenty-five years ago. Ready for some more?"

He looked down. "I'm ready, but it isn't."

His cock was still limp.

Rita said, "I'll make it ready."

She got up on her knees, straddled his shoulders, and bent to his groin. His cock was small when she held it at the base with one hand and put her mouth down over the cock-head. She ran the small tip of her tongue inside the piss-slit and worked it around and around.

Gently, she started to suck… suck and let go, suck and let go. Whenever she sucked at the cock-head, it slid into her mouth. When she let go, it slipped back. She gradually sucked harder. The head of his prick swelled in her mouth, but the prick-shaft in her hand was still limp.

She started working her mouth down on the cock-shaft, up and down, giving a hard suck when her lips came back up on the cock-head. When her mouth slid down to his groin, the tip of his prick just touched her throat.

The sucking made his cock start to stiffen. With each lip-stroke, it grew and turned harder. Each time she drew back, she ran the tip of her tongue down into the piss-slit. His cock got even stiffer.

Her mouth worked down harder and harder, down onto the base of his cock, her lips pressing into the hair on his groin. With each stroke, the prick-head pushed into the back of her throat.

She worked her mouth down farther, still sucking hard each time her lips came up on the cock-head. Whenever her tongue thrust in his piss-slit at the top of her strokes, she breathed with a gasp.

Her mouth finally came all the way down in his groin-hair. His cock fit close in her throat close like a cunt. His cock turned swollen and stiff, stiff enough to ram through her pussy. She drew her lips up until they tugged at the cock-head, then twisted her head to one side, then to the other, and pulled her lips off his prick.

"That should be hard enough," she said. "Ready to fuck me?"

"I'm ready," he said. "How would you like to have it?"


Tommy slid back from between her legs. Leaving her on her hands and knees, he put a pillow under her head and pushed her down with his hand on her shoulders. She put her head down on the pillow so she could look back beneath herself, her ass still up in the air, his hands now squeezing her tits.

His cock was rock hard now as it pushed from beneath her, up through her inner cunt-lips and nudged against her quivering fuck-hole. She let her belly down and rolled her ass up to guide the shaft into her.

The warm head of his cock stopped against her inner fuck-slit, and he reached in with a finger and parted the tender flesh. His cock-head pushed and spread her inner fuck-hole until it hurt and she tensed. Without a word, her son stopped pushing while she waited for the pain to pass. When the pain left, she relaxed and he pushed again.

He slowly fucked into her.

"Oh!" she said with a gasp when his cock-head touched deep in her cunt.

The hot cock-lance slid back and poised for another thrust. When it came, it was harder.


A whimper escaped from her mouth while his cock slid back and paused. He fucked back in hard.

"Ohhh! Oh Tommy, you're wonderful!" she said, her voice tremulous. "Oooh! Oh honey, give it to me!"

Nonsense phrases of endearment came from her throat while his hard cock rammed deep in her cunt… again and again… relentlessly.

"Ooooh! Give it to me faster!"

He fucked into her cunt faster and faster, harder with each cock-stroke. The aching warmth spread through her cunt and then burned continuously as he fucked her faster yet. With the end coming, she tensed her every muscle and took his fuck-thrusts.

He rammed into her pussy harder, still faster, still harder. She tensed.


Her cunt-juice burst loose just as he shuddered against her.

Hot spurts of his cum burned deep in her cunt. He squeezed her tits while he quivered against her.

When all movement ceased, he let her down to the rug, and his cummy cock slipped out of her slimy cunt. He took her by the hips and rolled her over on her back. She drew her legs up and spread them wide, while he reached for her cunt.

His fingers were warm and gentle as he massaged her cunt-lips, rubbing the slippery flesh. Her hips rocked in tired motions, keeping in step with the hands that did such nice things inside her well-fucked little pussy.

After a time, her hips stopped rocking. His hands stopped as well and he grasped her thighs and closed her stockinged legs. He lay beside her and kissed her.

All her strength left her, and her stomach felt empty. With an effort, she rolled up on her side and pushed her belly against him. He rolled against her as well and held her in his arms. She nestled her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes and dreamed while her tits softened against his chest.

When she opened her eyes some time later, he was looking at her, smiling.

"You're some kind of mom," he said.

"I'm here to take care of all your needs."

"What if I have some additional needs?"

"I know a few more little tricks. I can take care of them all."

"I'll bet you can. You may be little, but you're dynamite. You ready?"

"Hey now! Give me a few minutes to get my legs back."

"Okay," he said. "I need to get more than my legs back."


The Mitzi who stood in Rita's doorway was not the same uncouth brat she had confronted before. Although she was dressed in jeans and sweat shirt, her clothes were clean and she had brushed her dark-brown hair until it gleamed.

"Why Mitzi, come in," Rita said.

"Thank you, Mrs. Baylor… I mean, Rita," the girl said, slipping in quietly in worn sneakers. "I just wanted to stop by to thank you for giving me the lotion… and everything."

"You're welcome, honey. Did the lotion help?"

"It sure did." Mitzi looked around. "Are we alone?"

"Just the two of us!"

"I'll show you," Mitzi said, peeling off the baggy sweat shirt.

Not encumbered by a bra, her tits thrust free as she pulled the shirt off over her head and dropped it.

Mitzi put her hands up on her shoulders and turned around. The skin that had been scaly before was smooth and soft now.

Rita put her hands on the girl's hips and then ran them up into the hollows of her waist and up over her big tits, squeezing them. Mitzi drew her breath in sharply.

"Oh, Rita! Every time I feel like I need to be fucked, I remember how nice it was when you touched me. I like your hands on my tits."

"Your tits are a nice handful, but I like all of your body," Rita said. "Let's get rid of those pants."

Rita put her arms around the girl and opened the top button on the side of her jeans and then pulled the zipper down. She drew the faded blue denim down off her ass and down around her ankles. Mitzi wasn't wearing panties. The girl bent and took off her sneakers and pulled her jeans away while Rita ran her hands over her bare ass.

When Mitzi stood up, naked, Rita ran her hand over the girl's cunt-hair and said, "Now it's your turn to get me naked."

"I think I'm gonna like this," Mitzi said.

The girl felt Rita's waist through her dress, then she reached around her back and tugged the zipper down. Rita hunched her shoulders slightly and the dress slipped down off her arms and fell around her. Before the dress hit the floor, Mitzi had the woman's slip drawn up past her waist and was pulling it over her tits.

The naked brunette unhooked the front of Rita's bra and pulled the cups apart, letting her tits jiggle slightly, then jut straight out.

Mitzi dropped to her knees and grabbed the waistband of Rita's panties and pulled them out over her hips, to let them fall around her ankles. Rita stepped out of them and stood before the kneeling girl, clad only in garters, sheer stockings and high-heeled shoes.

Still kneeling, Mitzi grabbed Rita by the ass cheeks and pressed her face against her cunt. Her mouth sought out Rita's cunt-lips and the tip of her tongue darted inside.

Rita drew her breath in at the little ripples of tingling warmth the girl's tongue sent through her pussy-lips. Standing as she was with her cunt closed, Mitzi's tongue couldn't probe far, but it was hot, hotter than Rita's own warm flesh.

Rita patted the girl's hair and then grabbed her shoulders, helping her to her feet.

"I have a little present for you," Rita said. "Come on. It's in the bedroom."

In the bedroom, Rita took a package out of the closet and shelf and handed it to Mitzi. The girl sat on the bed and tore away the wrapping paper. The contents spilled out on her lap.

"Oh, Rita! That's sweet of you," she said, holding up the stockings and garters and black high-heeled shoes.

"There are some things a girl needs to have she can call her own. You shouldn't have to borrow things like this to dress up a nice body. Why don't you lie back and let me dress you?"

While Mitzi lay back on the bed, Rita spread her legs slightly and rolled the stockings up on her legs. Wouldn't it be nice to be dressing her own daughter, making her the prettiest girl in the neighborhood? What more could she want in a daughter than this girl?

Rita shook her head. This wasn't the time to turn sentimental. She was doing this to prepare the bitch for sexual exhaustion, so she would stay away from Tommy… better to just stick to the plan.

"I had to guess at the shoe size," Rita said, slipping one shoe on her, "but I think I came close."

"Oh, Rita, this was so nice of you."

Finished, Rita took her by the hands, helped her sit, and said, "Let's have a look at us both."

They stood side by side in front of the full-length mirror. They were dressed alike in sheer stockings, little black encircling garters, and black shoes with four-inch heels, but Rita barely came to Mitzi's shoulder. Rita's blonde hair spilled forward over her shoulders to stop just short of her tits while the brunette's longer hair fully covered one tit. Mitzi's big tits sagged a little, while Rita's smaller tits stuck straight out.

Mitzi said, "Sometimes I wish I was a pretty little blonde like you."

"Don't sell yourself short, Mitzi. You're a pretty girl. Open your legs a little."

When Mitzi put her feet apart, the pink gash of her cunt showed through her thick black cunt-hair, the same as Rita's showed through her finer pussy-hair with her legs closed. It made Rita's breath catch in her throat just to see the exposed edge of Mitzi's cunt-lips. Would the girl see her the same way?

"What're you thinking, Mitzi?"

"I'm thinking I'd like to eat your cunt," Mitzi said.

"Funny, how great minds think alike."

They both laughed. Rita lay down on her back with her legs spread and down flat on the bed.

Mitzi got up on her knees between Rita's thighs and bent forward. Her tits swung slightly with her movement and they brushed over Rita's. Rita's nipples turned hard at the touch.

Mitzi's tongue thrust out and approached the tip of Rita's. The velvety touch was the sweetest Rita had ever known. She ran her hands up from the girl's bare shoulders, over the smooth skin of her neck to hold her head in her hands.

While she tasted the girl's smooth tongue and caressed her hair, Mitzi brought her belly down, brushing it over Rita's. Then she brushed the lips of her cunt over Rita's cunt.

Rita held the girl's head more firmly in her hands and crushed her lips against her mouth. Mitzi thrust her tongue into Rita's mouth and Rita sucked it in, then she let her have it back and thrust in her own.

Mitzi's breath came with a gasp and she jerked her mouth away.

"I can't wait any longer!" the girl said, getting up on her knees, moving around on the bed.

Mitzi straddled Rita's shoulders and bent down toward her spread cunt. Her nail scraped over the tender flesh of Rita's pussy-lips. Rita flinched but said nothing. The girl was clumsy, but she was trying to please her. Maybe she could teach her by example.

While Mitzi groped in Rita's cunt-flesh, Rita gripped her soft ass-cheeks and pulled her down. The girl's spread pussy settled on her mouth, and Rita thrust her tongue into the cunt-slit and licked. The girl ground her ass and groaned.

Rita licked toward her clit… too hard. Mitzi whacked her cunt down on her face. Rita licked more carefully. The tip of her tongue touched the nub of her clit. Mitzi gyrated her ass around and around while Rita held the ass-cheeks.

Mitzi's tongue pushed through Rita's pussy-slit. The girl thrust her tongue deep and licked. Waves of tingling warmth flowed through Rita's cunt, the same as when Tommy fucked her. With her knees braced straight out, she rolled her ass up with the tongue-strokes.

Rita took her mouth away from the girl's cunt and ran her two forefingers inside. She stretched out the lips of Mitzi's cunt and rolled the warm cunt-flesh out, exposing the girl's clit. She put her lips over it and touched her tongue against the nub. Mitzi brought her cunt down against Rita's face and held it there, quivering slightly while the woman ran her tongue around and around.

Mitzi ran her tongue too hard into Rita's clit. The electric shock made her ass heave high. When she settled back to the bed, Mitzi ran her tongue out with more care and barely touched the sensitive organ. As Rita was doing, she maintained light touch. Each time she touched a particularly sensitive spot, Rita had to rock her hips up.

A warm glow was building in Rita's growing warmer and spreading as the girl worked her tongue around and around, faster and faster. From the gyrations of Mitzi's ass, the girl had to be experiencing the same kind of stimulation. Her furry cunt ground harder and harder against Rita's face.

Mitzi's cunt started jerking against her face each time Rita's tongue went around. Rita slowed down her tongue-strokes. A groan came from the girl, and she tensed over her.

Mitzi's cunt-juice flowed as the girl quivered against her. Rita kept her lips over her clit and just held her tongue against the nub.

Over and over, Mitzi pushed her tongue too hard into Rita's clit. The electric flash brought Rita's ass up again and again.

Then Rita arched her back and braced her knees as her cunt-cum let go. Each time it pumped, her ass rolled up, making her cunt bob.

Mercifully, Mitzi stopped tonguing her clit. The girl kept her mouth on the woman's cunt and received the flowing cum as it pumped over and over.

When Rita's cunt-cum stopped flowing, the girl's orgasm had passed, as well. Rita took her mouth away and tucked Mitzi's cunt-flesh back in place. Mitzi rolled over and turned, lying close against her.

"Rita, I'm sorry if I was too rough," Mitzi said. "I just couldn't help it when I came."

Rita kissed the girl and said, "Don't worry about it, honey. You'll develop more control as you get older."

"Well, I do worry about it. You've been so nice to me. I'd like to make you feel as good as you made me feel!"

"Oh, you made me feel good… once I came."

"I could just come with you over and over," Mitzi said.

Rita suppressed the urge to groan. "You mean you're ready to get started again?"

"Sure! Aren't you?"

Rita tried to flex her legs. Her exhaustion wasn't total. She could move if she had to, but she wasn't ready to have her clit abused like that again. If she was going to keep the bitch away from Tommy, she would have to wear her out. What a laugh. The girl was wearing Rita out. But there were other ways. Mitzi didn't have much muscular control. Rita, on the other hand, used to have a lot of control. Perhaps she still did. She could use that to her advantage. Mitzi wouldn't have a chance.

Rita sat up and said, "Like to try something different?"

"Sure, Rita. I'll try anything with you."

"Walt here."

Rita got up and went on unsteady feet to the bathroom. There, on the top shelf, she retrieved a nearly forgotten package. She took it back to the bedroom.

"Not too long after Jack got sick, I bought this in a porn shop," she said, opening the box. "I thought I could use it to take care of my sexual needs. But I found that I just didn't like doing anything alone."

She took out a long double-ended dildo, curved and with a big cock-head on each end.

"God, what's that?" Mitzi asked.

"I think it's designed for two women to use," Rita said.

"You mean one of them fucks the other?"

"Well, if they're clever, they can fuck each other at the same time. I'll show you how."

Rita took a jar of Vaseline from the night stand, opened it, and smeared a light coating of the grease all over the long curved shaft and both heads. Then she lay back with legs spread and worked one cock-head into her cunt-gash.

She cringed at the touch of cold rubber on her flesh. In a moment, the head warmed against her and she twisted it back and forth while pressing it in. The cock-head wasn't as big as Tommy's, and it parted her fuck-hole and slipped inside without pain.

Rita pushed the shaft a couple of inches inside her cunt and paused, clenching her pussy-muscles around it. Several years ago, she'd been able to hold Jack's cock so hard he couldn't pull it out. Were the muscles still as strong, still as easy to control?

She pulled at the dildo. The greasy rubber slipped through her hand. When her hand slipped up to the bulge of the other cock-head, she was able to draw the shaft up through her cunt-lips, but she had to pull hard.

Still straining her pussy-muscles around the rubber prick, she tried to push it in farther. She could force it to slide deeper through her cunt-lips, but she had to push very hard to do it.

She relaxed the grip of her pussy-muscles, took a breath, and pushed the fucker deep in her cunt. It slipped easily through her cunt-lips, tingling slightly as the cock-head went deeper and deeper.

She looked closely. More than half the long fuck-shaft was buried in her cunt. If they shared it equally, they could each take it comfortably. If, on the other hand, one of them took control, that one could devastate the other. Rita could dispatch the little bitch quickly – if she had better control than the girl.

"This is the way it works," Rita said. "Say I'm on top. I'll hold the dildo tight in my pussy and fuck down into you for one stroke. Then, when I pull it back almost out of you, you have to grab it tight in your pussy and drive it up into me while I hold still. Understand?"

"Yeah, I think so," Mitzi said. "You already have it in you. Why don't you take the top?"

"Okay. I guess my cunt's a little tighter than yours. Keep your legs closed. That should make us even."

The protruding dildo flopped back and forth like a stiff cock out of control while Rita got in position with the head pointing down and forward toward Mitzi's closed cunt. Then, holding the head, she drew it until the head inside her tugged at her pussy-lips. She tightened her pussy around the shaft and brought her ass down, pushing the head against Mitzi's cunt-slot.

Mitzi, lying with legs together, took the dildo-head in one hand and worked it up and down. It went inside her. Rita pushed down and the shaft slowly slipped between the girl's outer cunt-lips, becoming harder and harder to push.

Mitzi gasped. Rita paused, watching for any sign of pain in her partner's expression. Seeing none, she pushed the fuck-shaft in deeper and deeper.

Just as Rita's pussy-mound touched Mitzi's, the girl sucked in her breath and the dildo stopped short. Still clenching the shaft tightly, Rita drew it out until the girl's cunt-lips started to swell outward. Then she relaxed her pussy-muscles and waited, poised in position, high over Mitzi's cunt.

Mitzi rocked her hips and the fuck-shaft started sliding up between Rita's cunt-lips. It slipped deeper in the girl's cunt as well, and didn't penetrate Rita far. Rita waited until the girl was almost at rest on the bed, then she drew her ass back and slipped her cunt-lips back to the end of the long dildo.

She clenched the shaft and fucked back into the girl all the way.

"Oh!" Mitzi gasped when their cunt-mounds touched.

Before waiting for the girl to respond, Rita, still gripping the fuck-shaft with her cunt, drew it all the way back and then thrust back into the girl.


Again and again, Rita fucked the long shaft full length into Mitzi's cunt. Unable to recover, Mitzi lay back with a blissful expression. She gripped Rita's shoulders.

Rita fucked faster and faster into the girl, slamming her pussy mound down hard each time. Mitzi rocked her ass up a little at each stroke but made no attempt to gain control.

"Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!"

Mitzi's nails dug into Rita's shoulders and she whined at each stroke into her. Rita fucked still harder into the girl, harder and harder until Mitzi tensed.


Rita slammed the long dildo all the way into Mitzi and lay against the quivering girl. Mitzi held Rita's head in her hands and kissed her, her lips quivering. Rita sucked the girl's tongue into her mouth.

When Mitzi stopped quivering, Rita drew her mouth away.

"God, Rita," Mitzi said. "I liked that. I liked the way you fucked me."

"Ready for some more?"

Mitzi nodded. "Do it harder."

What was that damned girl made of? Do it harder how? Well, there was just one way to do it harder.

Still holding the dildo in Mitzi's cunt, she worked one knee, then the other, between Mitzi's legs. Then she hooked her arms under the girl's thighs and brought them up with her knees bent over Rita's shoulders.

"I'm going to long-cock you," Rita said. "This thing will feel like it's driving all the way through you. I won't hurt you though, honey. Just tell me if it gets painful."

Mitzi was starting to breathe fast, even before Rita could start fucking her. She just nodded.

Rita relaxed her pussy and raised her ass, letting her cunt-lips slip back over the shaft of the dildo until the bulge of the cock-head touched her fuck-hole. Then she clenched down on the shaft and lowered her ass.

The dildo fucked into Mitzi's cunt… deeper… deeper. She gasped. There were three inches of the shaft still exposed between their cunt-mounds. Rita loosened the grip of her pussy on the dildo and came closer, letting the shaft slip into her own cunt. When they touched, she clenched her pussy around the shaft and drew back, watching the girl's cunt until it started to spread, then she stopped.

Poised for the thrust, the girl who was jack-knifed beneath her was looking up into her eyes. Her expression was one of adoration, worship even. Her limp arms were over her head, as though she were helpless, waiting to be fucked.

Rita drove the big fuck-shaft into Mitzi's cunt all the way. The girl sucked her breath in and parted her lips. Rita drew all the way back and drove into her again.

"Faster, Rita! Fuck me faster!"

Faster and faster, Rita fucked the long shaft of the dildo into the girl. Lying limp under her, Mitzi writhed and whined and whimpered. Her nostrils flared like some kind of wild beast.

Rita fucked into her, slamming her pussy-mound against her harder and harder.

Mitzi arched her back and groaned. She clutched at Rita's shoulders. Fucking her harder with each stroke, Rita grabbed the girl's legs and bent them back farther, tucking her feet behind her head. Mitzi hissed like a cat and went rigid.


While Mitzi quivered under her, Rita kept giving full fuck-strokes with the dildo-full strokes, but slow and gentle. She kept the long dildo pumping in and out of the girl's wet cunt.

When Mitzi stopped quivering, Rita stopped fucking her. She drew the fuck-shaft out until the girl flinched, then she slowly worked the cock-head out of her cunt.

Relaxing the grip of her own cunt on the dildo, Rita drew the shaft out and worked the head out of her own tired pussy. Her cunt-muscles were cramped from gripping the shaft so long.

It was with relief that she tossed the dildo aside, then brought Mitzi's legs both to one side and down together beside her. She lay down beside the girl and rolled up against her. The girl smiled and pressed her cheek against Rita's, closing her eyes.

A few minutes later, Mitzi opened her eyes.

"Well, how was that, honey?" Rita asked.

"Oh, Rita, you were wonderful! I really liked it. But I'm so tired, I couldn't fuck again if I tried. I'm so lucky."

"Lucky in what way, Mitzi?"

"I'm so lucky to have you. You helped me with my complexion. You gave me nice things. You've taken care of my… my needs."

Rita slipped her hand inside Mitzi's stocking and garter, over the soft skin on the inside of her thigh.

"Well, I've enjoyed doing those things for you. I didn't always think so, but you really are a nice girl, and I like you. Now, we'd better get you dressed."


"Mom, are you feeling all right?" Tommy asked.

Rita looked up from her book. "Of course, I'm all right. Why do you ask?"

"I just thought you looked a little peaked is all."

Did it really show? After Mitzi had left, Rita took a hot shower and a soothing douche. Then she rubbed a lotion all over her body and brushed her long hair until it gleamed. Now, dressed in only a robe and slippers, she was sore and tired from her rigors with Mitzi, and just wanted to rest.

"Well, I'm a blonde," she said. "Blondes are supposed to be pale."

"You look tired, Mom. You should rest. Is it okay if I go downtown? Might look Mitzi up."

"Tommy, I'm really not tired," Rita said, putting her book down. "In fact, if you're not too tired, I'd like to go to the bedroom with you."

"Gee, Mom, that'd be swell!"

"Your room or mine?"

Tommy's bedroom was cramped, but it was comfortable. While Rita stood before him, Tommy, with hands trembling, untied the sash to her robe and peeled the garment off her shoulders, leaving her standing in her slippers.

Rita stepped out of the slippers and said, "If you like, I'll go put on some stockings and garters."

Tommy squeezed one of her ass-cheeks. "I like you just the way you are, Mom. You look good with or without stockings."

"You know you're squeezing the worst part of me?"

"Your ass? It's a nice ass."

"It's fat! Fatter than it was twenty years ago."

"Looks good to me."

Rita laughed. "Honey, you're good for my ego. What would you like to do?"

"You've been doing most of the work. This time, I'd like to eat your cunt."

"Sounds interesting. Okay, Lord and Master, have your way with me."

Tommy had finished getting rid of his clothes, and he stood before her, his cock huge and stiff. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her like a toy to his bed.

Rita put her hand on the top of his shoulder. "Got anything special in mind?"

"Um-hmm. I talked to a girl at school, and she…"

"Tommy! I can take care of you. You don't need any floozie that…"

"Mom! All I did was talk to her. She said the nicest thing I could do is go for the clit."

"Well, maybe she had good judgment," Rita said as Tommy laid her on the bed on her back. "She have any ideas?"

"I think she was talking about herself, but she kept coming back to the idea of me turning her inside out."

"Seems to me I've heard about this. What do you think?"

"She sort of scared me off at that point, but I'd like to experiment."

"Like I said, have your way with me."

Tommy spread her legs wide, and she helped him, bringing her knees straight out and down flat on the bed. He looked into her spread cunt.

Tommy slipped one hand under her ass and lifted her. She kept her knees down on the bed, letting her cunt spread wide open.

He pulled a pillow over and put it under her ass, then another… then a third. Her legs sloped down to the bed, holding her cunt-lips spread wide.

His fingers were as warm as the lips of her cunt. One finger slipped through her cunt-slit, then another.

Her ass heaved up high as a flash of heat shot through her cunt. His finger brushed her clit, and her inner cunt-folds bent out.

Little tingles of warmth traveled up and down through her pussy as he bent the cunt-folds out. Her breath came in short gasps.

She braced her knees and brought her cunt up as he gripped her inner cunt-flesh in his fingers and folded the cunt-lips. The slick flesh slipped from his grasp and he cursed. He put his fingers back in and she flinched as the slippery pussy-flesh again got away from him.

"Mom, you're a pretty woman, but you are a freak on the inside."

"Why? What's wrong with me?"

"It's like your cunt never grew up. You're too little on the inside to get hold of."

"Well, I was big enough… or I stretched big enough… to have you. Remember that?"

"Christ! No, I don't remember that, Mom. Damn! I wanted to give you a really nice experience."

"Aw, honey. I know you did. But you're right. I'm a freak. Go ahead and eat me. If you're gentle, I know I'll like it."

With her ass up on three pillows, she bent her back down and rested her weight on her shoulders. His mouth covered the lips of her cunt.

His tongue went through her cunt-lips and he lapped back into the cunt-slit, making her roll her ass up. As soon as she settled back to the pillows, he ran his tongue through her pussy-slit again.

Then he ran his tongue up her cunt-slit, just inside her cunt-lips, running toward her belly.

"Oh!" She bucked her hips up when he hit her clit. "Try to be a little more gentle, honey."

His tongue ventured out again, slower than before. It touched the nub of her clit. Like magnetism, it made her roll her ass up as the glow of warmth spread through her pussy.

The tip of his tongue went in a slow circle around on her clit. She dug her outward-splayed knees into the bed and raised her spread cunt and gyrated her ass around and around in step with his tongue.

"Oh, Tommy, don't ever stop!"

Without disturbing the gentle licking motions of his tongue, he ran his hands over her hips, through the hollows of her waist, and up to her tits. He squeezed the tit-flesh, making it ache. His fingers, both strong and gentle, pinched her nipples, turning them hard.

Rita, with her body arched back so her shoulders were on the bed, groaned and writhed under his stimulation.

His hands began squeezing her tits in pulses, squeezing each time his tongue licked around on her clit. The tingling ache in her tits spread through her chest and down through her belly.

Tommy pressed his tongue in harder, and Rita increased the gyrations of her ass. The heat from the glow in her cunt went higher and higher and higher.

She stiffened and the flood of her cunt-juice let go. Tommy kept his mouth over her cunt, sucking hard.

After a time, she stopped quivering. Tommy took his mouth from her cunt.

"This position must be killing you, Mom," he said.

He slipped a hand under her ass and lifted her while he pulled the pillow away, then let her down to the bed. It was a blessed relief when he closed her legs back together.

Tommy lay on his side against her. His cock was rock hard and hot where it touched her leg.

An empty feeling was coming to her stomach. Tommy smiled at her. She tried to return the smile but lacked the strength. He patted her ass and smiled, then put his head down and closed his eyes. Rita closed her eyes as well and waited for her strength to return.

When Rita woke up, she had no idea how long it had been. The light was still on, and Tommy's cock was still stiff against one of her legs, but her other leg was now hooked over Tommy's hip.

"Have a nice nap, Mom?" he asked while squeezing her ass-cheek.

"Um-hmm. I needed a little rest."

"You deserved it. I'm sure lucky to have you for a mom."

"Lucky? I don't think so. I'm just a nasty old lady."

"You are not! You're young looking and pretty. Besides, you have a cute ass."

"Cute! It's fat."

He slipped his other arm under her waist and held an ass-cheek in each hand, separating them slightly.

"Just fat enough to make it cute," he said.

"Well, if you like it, honey, that's good enough for me."

While holding her ass-cheeks spread, he pressed one finger against her asshole. He worked it around and around, making her lunge with her hips and pushed her cunt against his hip.

His fingertip slipped inside her ass hole. It burned at first, then the burning went away and, as he twisted his finger slightly, it ached a little, a nice kind of ache.

"I'd sure like to fuck you in the ass."

"You ever do that before?"

He shook his head.

"Me neither," she said. Then she giggled. "Let's learn how together."

"Okay," he said, drawing his finger from her asshole. "I think we need some grease. There's some Vaseline in the drawer here."

"I guess we either need the stuff in my ass or on your cock. Let me fix you up."

Rita dipped her finger in the jar. Then, holding her son's cock in one hand, she smeared the grease liberally over the head of his cock. His cock, already hard, grew more swollen in her hand while she spread a coating of the lubricant over the cock-shaft.

She held the cock-head and ran her closed hand down to the base of the shaft and back to the head, making him thrust his hips out.

"That should do it. How do you want me?" she asked.

"Guess it has to be either dog-style or the long-cock position. Let's try dog-style. Then I can play with your other toys."

She smiled while getting up on her knees. Then she moved her knees apart and put her head down on the pillow while he took her ass-cheeks in his hands and spread them wide. His cock pushed against her asshole, gently at first, then harder.

She waited on her knees with her ass high, her tits pressed into the bed, her face down and turned to the side, waiting for his big cock to spread her asshole open. Without her trying, her ass convulsively squeezed as though to stay closed, but his strong hands held her ass-cheeks apart. Slowly, her asshole opened and the big head of his cock forced its way in. As the prick-head went inside, her ass-ring tightened down on his cock-shaft.

He thrust into her, and his cock-head brought a wave of searing heat as it fucked deep in her ass. Then the heat went away as he drew out… out to where the prick-head tugged at her asshole. Then he started fucking.

The waves of heat his cock brought with it were delightful, the way the heat would build up, then recede, then build up, then recede. Her hips soon began rocking slightly to the motion of his cock. The waves of heat were a nice aching pain that ran through her loins and her cunt, rising and falling, rising and falling.

While stroking into her with a slow rhythm, Tommy reached under her and slipped a finger into her cunt. It slipped inside, and bent into a hook in her cunt-hole. Bringing little warm tingling ripples, his thumb probed at her clit.

Her body shook with the stab of heat when he touched the sensitive organ. He drew his thumb away, then probed again, slower this time.

Her hips shook, and the pulse of glowing warmth spread through her cunt, then it faded.

Each time he touched her clit, her hips shook at the pulse of heat. As the heat faded, she braced herself, waiting for the next touch.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Now he touched her clit each time just as his cock drew back in her ass. The wave of heat in her ass barely peaked and was just receding when the pulse of heat hit her clit. Her breath came in quick gasps. A whine escaped from her throat.

His cock-strokes in her ass came slower and harder. He held a fingertip lightly on her clit and ran it around and around. The glowing warmth in her clit swelled like a tidal wave… building higher.


Her cunt-juice flooded over his finger, her hips jerking in quick spasms.

Tommy stopped his cock-strokes when she reached orgasm. He hadn't come in her ass, although he had to be getting close.

"Honey, don't stop!" she urged. "Keep fucking me!"

His cock drove harder and harder. Then he fucked his cock full length up her ass, slamming his groin to her ass-cheeks.

His hot cum-load spurted deep in her ass.

He quivered against her each time he spurted cum. Each time he shot into her, it was less than the time before. Then all motion ceased.

He took his finger from her cunt and squeezed her cunt-mound in one palm while he drew his spent cock from her ass. She let herself down on the bed. He lay down while she rolled onto her side, against him.

"Well," she said, "does your old lady take care of your needs or what?"

"All of my needs," he said.

"You still feel like you need to go out?"

"Not tonight, Mom."


It was late afternoon the next day when Rita was working in the kitchen, preparing two snacks.

So far, her plan had worked. Tommy's sexual cravings were satisfied. She had satisfied Mitzi, as well. As long as she could keep the two apart, the little bitch couldn't get her hooks into her son.

As far as she could tell, Tommy was completely satisfied with her. So was Mitzi. There was a price, though. Rita pressed a hand against her sore cunt. She could still fuck like a teenager, but she couldn't bounce back from hard use as fast.

She took the tray with two sandwiches and two glasses of milk into Tommy's bedroom, where he was studying with his friend, Bill Morrison.

"You guys ready for a break yet?" she asked.

"Hey, that's nice or you, Mrs. Baylor," Bill said.

"Thanks, Mom," Tommy said, pushing back from the desk.

"How's the cramming coming along?" Rita asked.

"Well, Mrs. Baylor…" Bill said…

"Rita," she interrupted. "Just call me Rita."

"Okay, Rita. Like I was saying, I think Tommy's ready for the exam. But I need to bone up a little more."

Rita glanced at her wristwatch. "Say Tommy, aren't you late for basketball practice?"

"Gee, I forgot," Tommy said, swallowing the last of his sandwich. "Look, Mom, is it okay if Bill stays a little while to look at my notes?"

"Sure. I might even fix him another sandwich. Have a good practice."

When her son had left, Rita took longer than necessary to clean up the crumbs from their sandwiches while she sized Bill up.

He was a good-looking guy, all right. Maybe she could steer him into going after Mitzi. If he could keep the little bitch satisfied, then Rita could devote full time to taking care of Tommy.

"You must have a busy schedule, Bill," she said. "Keeping up with your studies."

"Oh, it's busy at times, all right," he said.

"Ever take time out for girls?"

"Not much. I guess there's time, but I'm just not much with girls."

"Why not? There are lots of nice girls around here. For instance, there's Mitzi… Mitzi… what's her name?"

"You must mean Mitzi Johnson. Yeah, I know her. I guess she's nice enough, but I just don't know how to get started."

"Oh, that's simple enough, Bill. You just ask her to go out to the drive-in or something. All you have to do is be yourself."

"Well, I don't know."

"Look, I've fixed some coffee. Let's have it in the living room while we talk."

The drapes were drawn and the lighting dim in the living room. Bill sat on the couch, his arms out on the backrest. Rita poured the two cups full, set them on saucers on the cocktail table, and sat down beside him.

She scooted over so her hip was against his.

"Now, Mitzi's a nice girl and she's friendly. All you have to do is put your arm around her, like this." Rita took his outstretched arm and put it around her while she nestled her head on his shoulder. "Then, if you turn your head and kiss her, she'll respond."

When Bill turned his head, Rita was on him with her lips parted. His arm went down around her waist. She twisted around on the couch with her tits against him.

Bill drew away and sucked in his breath.

"My gosh, Rita. You're nice!"

"So are you, Bill. You're really nice."

She put her lips against his and pushed her tits harder against him. Her skirt was riding halfway up on her thighs, and she worked her legs back and forth, bringing the hem even higher.

His hand was on her lap. She took his wrist and guided his hand up inside her skirt. When he touched her crotch, she rolled her ass up, sliding her panty-clad cunt up against his fingers.

He worked his hand inside the waistband of her panties while she spread her legs as wide as her hiked-up skirt would allow.

Bill slipped a finger into her cunt-gash and probed inward. A rough nail scratched the tender flesh of her inner cunt-folds and she winced.

His fingertip parted her inner cunt-flesh, making little ripples of warmth tingle through her pussy.

"Oh, Bill! That's so nice. Give me some more."

He thrust his finger in, making her jerk her hips when the rough nail scraped in deep.

She had his fly open, and her hand was inside his shorts, holding his hard cock.

"Oh, I like that, Bill. I like your finger, but I'd rather have this in me," she said as she squeezed his cock.

He fumbled at the zipper on the side of her skirt.

"That's it, Bill. Undress me. Take everything off but my stockings."

He got to his feet, and she swung her legs up on the couch, holding her ass up while he pulled her skirt down. He drew the garment down off her legs and turned to her blouse. While he pulled the buttons loose on the front, he bent close, and she grabbed his head and drew his face against hers, thrusting her tongue in his mouth. He got her blouse peeled off her shoulders and slipped it down off her arms.

When he jerked his mouth away from hers, he sucked in his breath. Then he grabbed her bra in the front and straightened the hook with one hard tug and ripped the straps off, letting her tits spring free.

"I'm sorry, Rita," he said, holding the ruined garment. "I didn't mean to rip it off."

"It's okay, Bill," she said, her breath coming fast. "Don't forget my panties."

He grabbed the waistband with both hands and peeled her panties down, leaving her in stockings, garters, and high-heeled shoes.

She sprang up and opened his shirt.

"Now it's my turn," she said.

She peeled his shirt down off his shoulders and pulled the sleeves free of his arms. Then she stripped him naked quickly.

"Christ, Rita!" Bill said, still breathing hard. "What do I do next – with Mitzi?"

Rita had to smile. If he only knew how easy it was.

"Well, if you're in the drive-in, it's a little cramped in the car. What kind of car do you have?"

He looked away. "You won't believe this. It's a thirty-six La Salle."

Rita believed it, all right. Just like her first date.

"Really!" she said. "The kind that has leather loops to hold onto in the back?"

"Yeah. I didn't know anyone else had even seen one."

"Wait here."

Rita went to Tommy's bedroom and came back with two of his old neckties. The couch was as long as the back seat of that old car, and it had a raised armrest at each end. She tied a necktie loosely in a loop through each armrest.

"You've got it made, Bill," she said, sitting in the middle of the couch. "Just put her feet through those two loops. Here, spread my legs out and put my feet through these ties."

Bill threaded one of her feet through the cloth loop at one end of the couch. While he bent the other leg out, he couldn't take his eyes from her spreading cunt. Her legs were barely long enough to reach the ends of the couch. Once her feet were through the loops, she was held captive, her legs split straight out, her pussy spread wide.

"God, but you're nice," he said.

"You're not bad, yourself," she said. "Now, all you have to do is do what comes naturally."

He leaned down between her legs and held the soft flesh of her hips. As he half-crouched in position, his cock came down close to her cunt. His prick wasn't as big as Tommy's, but it was plenty stiff and looked hard as a piece of steel as the cock-head went into her spread pussy-slot.

Her fuck-hole, already partly open, tingled with warmth as the cock-head pushed against it, spreading it farther. A painful jolt went through her cunt and passed, and his cock fucked into her pussy.

Rita braced her shoulders against the back of the couch, arching her back, thrusting her belly out, as he fucked into her cunt. The tingling warmth traveled deep in her cunt as he fucked her balls-deep. Then he drew back until the prick-head tugged at her stretched cunt-hole, making her gasp.

She grabbed his shoulders, "Just don't pull back any farther than that. Oh, I like your cock inside me. Give it to me!"

He fucked back into her, driving his groin against her cunt-mound, and then drew back.

Again and again, he fucked his prick full length into her, sending nice waves of tingling warmth through her cunt.

Then she rolled her ass out and sucked in her belly, just as he started another thrust. The head of his cock drove against her clit.


The sensation made her jerk all over. Quickly, she thrust her belly out, and the next stroke of his cock went deeper in her cunt.

Now she worked her belly in and out, rocking the position of her cunt. She took one stroke on her clit, the next deep in her fuck-hole.

Then his cock-strokes turned harder and harder. She took each one full length in her cunt as his groin pounded against her pussy-mound. He poised, then rammed his cock home.

"Uhhhh!" Holding her hips, he quivered against her.

Then his cum-load shot deep in her cunt, pumping over and over. His breath was hot in her ear as she held the side of her face against his.

When his cum stopped spurting, he pulled his softening cock out, and she smiled at him.

"Now, get me out of this harness, and I'll do something for you," she said.

It was a relief to put her legs together again. While she worked her hip joints, she thought of the action yet to come. The first time she ever gave head, it was in a car, and it was a lot of trouble. She had started by just getting down between the guy's legs and taking his cock in her mouth. When his prick turned really hard, though, it curved up against her throat and made her gag. She had found only one position that worked, and she might as well show Bill now.

"You'd better take a blanket along to cover Mitzi's ass or she'll have to show it off to everyone around you. Lie down here, and let me take over."

With Bill in position, Rita shoved a knee between his shoulder and the back of the couch. She put the other foot on the floor. Now, holding her ass up over him, she bent down to his limp cock.

She ran her tongue out and touched the head of his prick. It was slightly salty. She licked all over the cock-head, smearing her saliva evenly, making it slick.

Satisfied, she opened her mouth wide and put it over the prick-head. Soft as his cock still was, her lips easily fit over the cock-shaft.

Soon his cock had swelled back as big as it was when he fucked her. It wasn't hard enough to thrust through the lips of her cunt, but it was still rigid enough to go back in her throat.

His big balls were way below her eyes, but she had taken a bigger cock than his… her Tommy's. She closed her eyes and nodded her head down.

While her lips worked the big prick-shaft, the cock-head filled her throat. She kept on nodding and the cock-head slipped deeper and deeper back into her tight throat, until her nose touched warm flesh and she opened her eyes.

His balls were huge under her nose. Her chin rested on dark crotch-hair. She had the whole cock in her mouth and her throat.

She slipped her lips up the cock-shaft and breathed in through her nose, then thrust her mouth back down to his groin. Up and down, faster and faster, she ran her lips the length of his prick-shaft. His cock turned hard in her throat, and his hips bucked up to meet her bobbing head.

While she worked on his cock, his hands gripped her hips, then they slipped into the hollows of her waist, and under his chest to cup her hard tits. He squeezed and kneaded the tit-flesh.

He was groaning and writhing his hips, under her mouth. It wouldn't be long before he would shoot off. She guessed he would come after a few more strokes with her lips.

On the first stroke, she slipped her lips down his prick to touch her nose against his balls and then brought her mouth back up to let his cock-head tug at her lips.

The second stroke, she ran her lips down a little faster, buried her chin in his groin-hair, swallowed against the cock-head in her throat, and ran her mouth back up, drawing in a quick breath through her nose.

On the third stroke, she poised for a moment, then zipped her lips down the length of his prick-shaft, letting his cock-head fuck deep into her throat. She swallowed hard against the cock-head while he grunted and shoved his hips up against her. Then she jerked her head up and her lips zipped back up to the bulge of his cock-head, and she breathed several times through her nose.

She poised for the fourth stroke, then whipped her head down to slam her chin in his groin. Clutching his hips in her arms, she swallowed hard… again… again.

His cum spurted hard, way back in her throat while he squeezed her tits hard. She kept her nose against his balls and swallowed hard while his cum pumped over and over.

When his cum stopped, he loosened his grip on her tits. After slipping her lips up the slimy shaft, she drew her head up and pulled her lips free of his cock-head.

Rita turned on the couch and lay down on her side against him, waiting for his breathing to slow. After a while, his breathing did slow.

"Rita," he said, "you are something else. Are all girls like you?"

"No-o-o, I don't think so," she said. "But that's just one opinion."

"You were so nice. I'd like to do something for you."

"Well, maybe we can do something for each other. Let's try sixty-nine."

"What should I do?"

"Just stay where you are… and try to find my clit."

Rita turned around on the couch and lay on her side. Offering her stocking-clad thigh for a pillow, she helped him pull one leg out as well and rested her head on his thigh. His soft cock was against her lips.

She held his limp prick in her hand and licked the tip of her tongue out at the prick-head. There was salty cum in the piss-slit, and she licked it away, spreading her saliva. She bent toward him and put his whole cock in her mouth, with her nose against his balls.

He jerked his loins a little each time she licked the end. Soon the boy's shrunken prick filled her mouth as it expanded. Swallowing hard, she pulled the cock-head back in her throat, and her mouth rested in his groin-hair.

She worked her mouth in and out, faster and faster, pausing only for a gasping breath each time the cock-head came to her lips.

As she sucked on his cock, it grew larger and larger, harder and harder, just barely fitting in her throat.

Then his hand grabbed her thighs, bringing it up over her shoulder, spreading her cunt. His tongue pushed hotly against her cunt-lips, stretching the warm flesh, forcing the tender pussy-lips to part.

She jerked when he touched her clit… too hard. He lapped his tongue over her clit each time she ran her lips the length of his cock. With each tongue-stroke, her clit flashed for an instant while she jerked her cunt against his face.

They writhed and jerked together, faster and faster, harder and harder. He gripped the soft flesh of her hips and pulled her hard against him, her pussy now squashed against his mouth. His tongue reached way in and lapped the length of her pussy-slit.

He lapped her faster than she was stroking her lips on his cock, faster and harder. She gasped each time she drew her lips back, and tried to go down on him faster. Try as she would, she couldn't keep up with his tongue. It drove back inside her deeper and faster.

The flashes of heat in her clit started building, making her cunt hotter.

While she surged toward orgasm, his hips bucked against her face, slower each time. His groin still hit her chin hard, but his movements turned slower and slower. Then his groin pounded into her face and he went rigid as he shot off into her throat.

She swallowed each spurt of his creamy cum.

While she swallowed his cum, her clit got hotter and hotter from his tongue-strokes. Her hips jerked against his face. Then, as though he knew what he was doing, his tongue strokes turned rougher.

She poised for a moment, then slammed her cunt to his face and quivered against him as her cunt-cum let go. He kept his mouth on her pussy, receiving her cum that pumped out each time she quivered against him.

Then all motion ceased. He held his tongue inside her cunt-gash, resting on her clit. She kept her mouth at his hairy groin, the head of his cock inside her throat.

She needed air, and she drew her mouth back off his limp cock. He withdrew his tongue as well and just lay with his face against her cunt, his hands gripping her hips.

Rita was glad he didn't try to talk to her. Her energy was drained to nothing. She kept an arm over his hip and rested her head on his thigh, her cheek against his limp prick.

After a time, he stirred. She tested her legs and found some strength. They got untangled from each other and sat up.

"Well, Bill," she said, "is that enough lessons?"

"You bet," he said, pulling on his shorts. "I'll call Mitzi and try to make a date. I just hope it goes as well as it did with you."

"Just be yourself. And Bill… be gentle with her. Mitzi's a nice girl. I mean that."

When Bill had left, Rita fingered her cunt. It was sore… probably not so much from Bill's rough nail as from holding that damned dildo for Mitzi. Well, if Bill was successful with the girl, she wouldn't have to fuck around with her anymore. That would be worth all the wear and tear the boy had given her.


Rita had finished her shower and dressed when the front door clicked. It had to be Tommy. She patted her hair in place and went to his room.

"How was practice, honey?" she asked.

"Piece of cake," he said, slowly bringing his gaze from her legs up to her hair, then to her tits. "Speaking of which, you're a piece of cheesecake."

"Come on, now."

"No, it's true. None of the girls in my class look as good as you."

"Well, I doubt that, but you've got just five hours to quit talking like that."

Tommy smiled and looked around the room and said, "My notes are just like I left them. Is Bill all ready?"

"He's ready, all right."

Tommy glanced at her and his nostrils flared. "Well, I'm as ready for that test as I'll ever be."

"Then there's just one thing left to do."

There was a glazed look in his eyes when he said, "Mom, you always dress well, but you don't want all those clothes on, do you?"

"Not really. Your bedroom or mine?"


He closed the door to her bedroom, and she took a step toward him. Taking a long stride, he met her and grabbed her around the waist. He kissed her and fondled her forcefully, more forcefully than he had the night before.

His hands were strong and searching while he stripped her down naked. Her skin tingled wherever he touched her. After rolling her around on the bed and flexing her body while removing her clothes, he turned her on her back while he drew her lacy panties down off her legs and dropped them.

She had only the sheer nylon stockings left, and her flimsy little garter belt. Her breath came in quick gasps while he stretched one of the garters out.

"When you strip a lady down," she said, "you don't fool around."

"Not when she's a special lady," he said as he unsnapped the garters from her stockings, lifted her ass with his hand, and slipped the belt down off her hips and whisked it off her legs. "There's one thing missing. Don't go away."

Tommy disappeared through the doorway. She lay on her back, wondering what he had in mind. He barged in a moment later, carrying two large flat packages.

"Tommy, what on earth?"

He had one of the packages torn apart, and he took out a large mirror.

"I got to thinking what a good-looking mom I have," he said, "and it's a shame I can't see more of her. These didn't cost much, and I can stick 'em right to the wall… and ceiling."

Tommy stuck four adhesive pads to the back of the mirror and pressed the glass panel against the wall, past the foot of the bed. Then he unwrapped the other package, prepared the adhesive as before, and stood on the bed, a foot on either side of her waist.

"With this mirror," he said, sticking it to the ceiling, "I can see into every little place in you."

"If that's what you want to look into, I'm glad to have you do it. I like being looked at."

He undressed hurriedly.

"I think I'm about to be fucked," she said.

"I just have this urge to eat you," he said as he pulled his shorts down, letting his stiff cock jut forward.

"In that case," she said, "I think I should lie back and enjoy being eaten."

Tommy got on his knees on the bed and took her thighs in his hands, spreading them. Still enjoying the flexibility he had given her, she let her legs split out all the way to the sides and down flat on the bed. Rita tucked her ass down and sucked her belly in, bringing her cunt up for his easy access.

Tommy grasped a little of the short hair on each side of her cunt and pulled her cunt-lips wide. He put his mouth to her pussy and ran his warm tongue into her cunt-slit. He licked the length of her cunt-gash, bringing a glow to her loins.

"Ummmm! I like it when you do that!"

He licked through her pussy-slit two more times. Then he took his mouth away and put his fingers to his teeth. Putting his mouth back to her cunt, he resumed the licking motion.

Her ass rolled to the warm stimulation he was giving. His tongue licked harder and faster. Her breath came faster, as well. Then he stopped and put his finger to his teeth again.

"What's wrong, honey?" she asked. "Am I shedding?"

"You know what I'd like to do to you, Mom?"

She laughed. "No, but I'm sure I'll like it."

"I'd like to shave your cunt."

"Okay, honey," she said. "I'd like that. Get rid of the hair."

He disappeared through the doorway and turned on the bathroom faucet. She lay on her back with her legs spread, looking up at the mirror. Her blonde cunt-hair was short and sparse. Even with her legs closed, it didn't quite cover the front edge of the pouting cunt-lips. Without the trace of furry cover, there would be no secrets from her son.

The hiss of running water stopped, and Tommy came in with a steaming pan and a number of tools balanced on his arms – razor, towel, scissors, soap, wash cloth, shaving cream. He spilled the tools off his arms onto the bed and set the pan on the night stand.

She let her knees drop all the way to the sides.

He held her cunt-hair in tufts while he snipped it close to the skin. The cold steel of the scissors made her flinch when it touched her, but he never nicked her.

When he put the scissors down, she ran her hand over the sides of her cunt. The stubble was soft and short.

While she watched in the mirror, he wet the washcloth and worked up a rich lather of soap. Then he washed the soft skin with soap and sponged it with hot water. After he squirted a little of the shaving cream on his fingers, he patted it into her pussy-stubble.

He worked the razor in long slow strokes, going toward her cunt. With each stroke, the razor left only smooth pink skin.

Finally, only a little shaving cream remained along the lips of her cunt. He slipped two fingers inside her cunt and held the skin folds straight while he shaved her right up to the edge of her cunt-slit.

She looked down, between her tits, over her bare cunt-mound to the mirror on the wall. All the way from her pussy mound to her asshole, there was nothing left but smooth pink skin.

He took the wash cloth, dipped it in hot water, and wiped away all traces of cream and then took the towel and patted her tender pussy-flesh dry.

He squeezed the cunt-lips together, then ran his hand over her bare cunt-mound.

"There, you're naked now, Mom. How do you like it?"

Watching herself in the ceiling mirror, Rita braced her knees down against the bed and lifted her loins, spreading the cunt-lips. The inner pussy-slit was only a little darker than the pink skin all around her pussy.

She let her ass down and closed her legs. The pouting lips of her cunt showed, all else was concealed. She smiled up at the mirror, and a pretty little blue-eyed blonde smiled back, a pink-skinned blonde with the bare pussy of a little girl, but with the tits and flaring hips of a woman.

"I like it, Tommy," she said. "I like the way you made me look. Still want to eat me?"

"Yeah, but let's try a different position. Let's try it with you kneeling over my face," he suggested.

With Tommy lying on his back, she got on her knees and spread her legs. Her cunt went down to his face. He covered her bare pussy with his mouth and put his tongue into her cunt-slit.

His tongue was hot as it thrust against her inner cunt-folds, pushing steadily against the tender flesh. A stabbing pulse of heat shot through her pussy as his tongue pushed inside.

He held his tongue inside her cunt and brought his hands up and cupped her tits, pinching and rotating her nipples.

Then a wave of tingling heat welled before his tongue as it moved toward her clit.

"Oh!" She sucked in her breath with a gasp.

Her ass jerked as his tongue touched the nub of her clit and then rested against it.

Just as her ass settled back, he pressed his tongue a little harder against her clit and worked the tip around and around on the nub.

"Ohhhh!" She groaned as she levered her spread knees together, pinching his head between her thighs.

His tongue stayed on her clit, pressing harder and working around and around. The waves of tingling heat flowed through her cunt as she helplessly let her ass rock with his tongue motions.

Her breath came in short gasps as the waves of heat flowed together and built toward a peak.

His tongue didn't leave her clit as he pressed still harder and worked it around the nub faster. She grabbed his head in her hands and pulled his face up tightly against the bare skin of her cunt.


The well of heat burst in her clit and her cunt-cum flowed in waves. His mouth stayed on her cunt and he slurped up each flow of her cunt-cream.

His tongue stayed on her clit but it pressed lighter and worked slower as her body gradually drained of energy. Finally, her hip gyrations stopped and her ass settled back on her heels.

Feeling her energy leave her, Rita raised herself from his face and lay on her side. Tommy lay beside her and offered his shoulder. She nestled her head in the hollow of his shoulder.

When her legs felt strong, she rolled onto her back and took his stiff prick in her hand.

"Ummmm, this is still ready to go," she said. "What would you like to do next?"


"Bondage! You mean… like, tie me up?"

"Yeah, but nothing rough. I'll just tie you to the bed, so you'll feel helpless."

"What'll you tie me up with?"

"I dunno. There's some rope in the garage, but it's too stiff. It'd hurt you."

"How about some of your neckties? You have a lot of old ones."

He looked at her. "Why didn't I think of that?"

She smiled to herself when he left. That feeling of helplessness when Bill had her legs spread on the couch and trussed in the loops had been delightful. Why hadn't she thought of bondage before?

Tommy returned with a half-dozen old painted ties. She had to laugh when she saw them.

"It's about time you put those to good use," she said. "I can't blame you for never wearing them."

He looped one of them around her thigh, just above her knee, then he tied the other end down to the side of the bed frame.

When he'd fastened the second tie to the other side of the bed, her thighs were spread straight out to the sides, and her knees were bent so that her lower legs followed the edges of the bed.

He took two other ties and looped one around each wrist. When he'd fastened the other end to the head of the bed, her arms were drawn up over her head.

Rita tried her bonds. Pull as she might, she was securely held in place on her back, legs spread, arms up over her head. The only movement she could make was to push down with the sides of her knees and bring her bare cunt up.

Watching herself in the ceiling mirror, Rita pushed her knees down and levered her cunt high, spreading her cunt-slit just enough to show her little red clit. Her tits became hard, the nipples, pointed.

Tommy got up on the bed and knelt between her legs. He held her hips, then slipped his hands into the hollows of her waist.

"You've got the waist of a thirteen-year-old girl," he said.

"It's the way you've got me stretched out. Makes it look slimmer than it is, but it's nice of you to say that. I see your cock's hard as ever. You ready to rape me?"

"Is that what it feels like, Mom? The way I've got you tied up?"

"Oh, I know you wouldn't do anything I asked you not to. Does make me feel helpless, though. I like the feeling. Come on. Put it in me!"

While Tommy positioned his cock over her cunt, Rita realized just how helpless she was. She couldn't hold the stiff cock-shaft and guide the cock-head between her cunt-lips, working it up and down to spread her pussy-slit with a minimum of pain. Instead, she would have to rely on Tommy's skill and gentleness.

His cock was warm as he slipped it in her and stopped with the cock-head against her cunt-mouth. While he pushed, she rocked her ass, making her fuck-hole part for his cock.

A jolt of pain hit her stretched pussy and she gasped. He stopped pushing and looked at her. She waited silently and, when the pain passed, smiled and nodded. He pushed with his cock again, and she rocked her ass-and the head of his cock slipped through.

He fucked into her, and she swung her ass up, raising her cunt to receive him. His prick brought a tingling warmth as it slipped into her cunt-hole. The coarse hair of his groin touched her bare pussy-mound, and then he drew his cock back while she let her ass back down to the bed. The tingling warmth in her cunt-lips left when his prick-shaft slipped back.

Tommy fucked in harder, and she brought her cunt up to meet him, enjoying the burning wave of tingling heat. She pushed her bare cunt-mound up against his groin, then let her ass fall back to the bed while he withdrew.

"Oh, that's so nice in me, honey," she said. "Do it a little harder."

Harder and harder, he thrust his fucker into her. Waves of tingling heat flowed through her cunt-rising, falling, rising, falling. She threw her head to one side, then to the other, whining with the strokes of his cock.

His fuck-strokes became violent.

With a groan, he shoved his hands under her back and drew her up to him and slammed his cock all the way in her cunt and quivered against her.

His hot cum spurted deep in her cunt, lubricating their fucking. Then his cum stopped and he bent and kissed her before pushing his weight up off her.

"Mom, you're the greatest," he said. "How far are you from coming?"

"Not very far," she said. "Feel my tits."

Still on his knees, leaning over her, he cupped his hands over her tits and squeezed. The tit-flesh was hard, unyielding under his hands. When he let go, the nipples came to sharp points.

"I've never seen your tits that hard," he said. "Want me to use my finger to finish you off?"

"I have a better idea. Untie me, and we'll do sixty-nine."

With her legs released from their captive position, she flexed her hip joints while he untied her hands. Then, freed from bondage, she rolled to the side while he got on his back.

Straddling his shoulders with her bare cunt over his face, Rita brought her face to his limp cock and took the whole cock into her mouth.

Tommy grasped the cheeks of her ass and pulled her down. Her knees slipped out to the sides, and her bare cunt settled down on his mouth. His tongue ran through her pussy-gash and thrust against her fuck-hole pushing the lips apart.

While his tongue explored inside her cunt, Rita sucked hard around the base of his soft cock. The cock-head went into her throat and she swallowed, drawing it deeper. She ran her lips up and down for the length of the prick-shaft.

His prick began to swell in her lips, and the prick-head filled her throat.

Tommy's exploring tongue lapped deep within her inner cunt-folds. Then he curled his tongue just inside her clit and probed out.

She jerked her pussy down against his face when he touched her clit. He drew his tongue back and probed out again. Tommy was being as gentle as anyone could be, but she was so hyper-sensitive, she couldn't keep from jerking against him again and again, each time he touched her clit.

Rita gave full strokes with her lips on his prick. His cock was now fully erect. He bucked his hips up against her mouth, pushing the cock-head deep in her throat. Her hair spilled down on his balls and gathered in coils whenever she ran her chin down to his groin. She had to brush the blonde curls out of the way to keep from getting her hair into her mouth with his cock.

The jolting flashes of heat in her clit mounted, never dying out between touches of his tongue. The tidal wave of heat rose higher and higher and higher.

She went rigid against his face as her cunt-cum flowed.

He couldn't be far from corning as well, so she went down on him faster and faster, ramming her lips down to the base of his cock, pushing her nose against his balls.

His body arched under her and went rigid as his cum-load shot deep in her throat. Rita kept her chin in his groin-hair while she swallowed each spurt of his cum.

By the time Tommy's cum stopped pumping into her throat, her cunt-cum had stopped flowing as well. Rita drew her mouth up off the soft head of his cock, breathed deeply a few times, and rolled off him and turned to lie beside her son.

She pressed her lips to his cheek and closed her eyes and dreamed.

How nice it was to have Bill taking care of Mitzi. Now that he was taking care of the girl's sexual needs, the bitch wasn't a threat to Rita's son. Now she could devote full time to taking care of Tommy.


"I just had to see you, Rita," Mitzi said. "Golly, you're pretty."

"Well, thank you, Mitzi, and come in. I take it you're out of lotion… or pills."

"No, I still have a few more days' supply of both," the girl said as she sprawled on the couch. "Boy, last night was sure an experience. You know Bill Morrison?"

"I've seen him with Tommy," Rita said. "What about him?"

"Well, last night he invited me out to the drive-in."

"That was nice of him. Did you enjoy the movie?"

"We didn't see much of the movie. In fact, I couldn't see over the seat back."

Rita smiled. "I take it the two of you had other interests."

"Well, he was sure hot! He stripped me down naked. Then he… you should've seen his old car."

Rita smiled and waited.

"After he undressed me, he put my feet through those little loops at the sides. I was so spread out, I thought I'd split wide open. Then he fucked me. Only it was different from you and me. I guess he wasn't trying to be rough, but that's the way it happened. Rough and fast."

Rita had to smile at her description. "Honey, fast is the way it is with most men. You have to work on them to get it up again so they can make you come. This wasn't your first time, was it?"

"No, I fucked a few times before… once with Tommy a month ago… a couple of times with other guys. But I just don't know how to…" Her voice trailed off.

Rita worked hard to suppress the urge to smile. This could have been her as a young teenager once.

"Well, when he shot off in you too soon, did you do anything to get it up again?"

"I tried to go down on him. He was just getting hard again when I gagged. I guess I ruined everything." Her eyes filled with tears when she looked up. "Oh, Rita, I liked doing it with you lots better."

Rita patted the girl's shoulder. "There, now, honey, maybe you just need another lesson."

Her face brightened. "Golly, Rita, I'd really like that!"

The lights were dim in the bedroom. Rita pulled Mitzi's jeans off her, leaving all her attractive curves bare. Mitzi undressed Rita, the girl's face turning more flushed with each garment she removed. When she pulled Rita's panties down and dropped them, she sucked in her breath.

Rita struck a pose, standing in her stockings, one knee bent, and said, "Like it?"

"Rita! Your cunt… it looks so…"

"It looks naked," Rita said. "Like it?"

"Oh, I do!" Mitzi put a finger inside the pouting lips of Rita's shaved cunt. "It looks so nice and smooth."

"Would you like for me to shave your cunt?"

"Well, I… yes! Make me look as nice as you, Rita."

Mitzi was looking up at the ceiling mirror when Rita left for Tommy's bedroom. There, she gathered the needed shaving implements and then returned to her bedroom, where the girl was sprawled back on the bed, looking at herself in the mirrors. Mitzi's triangle of coarse black cunt-hair was easy to trim away with the scissors, leaving a field of rough stubble.

Rita wasn't as sure with the razor as Tommy had been, so she worked slowly, carefully, lest she cut Mitzi's tender skin. Starting from the base of her thighs, she worked the blade in short strokes toward the lips of her cunt. Then she stretched the skin between her cunt and her asshole and shaved that, as well.

Soon everywhere there was light-olive skin except for a ridge of shaving cream along her cunt-lips. Rita put two fingers in her cunt-slot, then three fingers, then four to fill the length of her cunt and hold the cunt-lips straight. Then she carefully shaved right up to the bare edges of the cunt-lips.

When she sponged away all traces of shaving cream, there was nothing but smooth, soft skin and a cunt that was a little bigger than her own.

"You have a beautiful cunt, Mitzi."

"Thanks for making it look so nice."

Mitzi put her hands on her knees and forced her legs to the sides and down almost to the bed, to have them spring back when she took her hands away.

"I wish I could do things like you do, Rita. You can put your knees straight out and all the way down. It makes you look so cute."

"Well, that kind of flexibility doesn't come easy," Rita said. "But I'll try to help you do it. Just relax and try to make your hips and legs go limp."

Rita bent Mitzi's left leg straight out and pushed it down until it wouldn't go any farther, then she reached over to her right knee and held it down while she worked the hip joint around and around. Gradually, her left thigh went lower and lower. When it finally came all the way down to the bed, Rita held it down and shifted her attention to the right leg.

As Rita brought Mitzi's right knee down to the bed after working the hip joint around many times, the girl's cunt-lips opened wide.

"We're almost there, honey," Rita said. "Raise your ass, and I'll put some pillows under it."

Mitzi tore her attention from the ceiling mirror and arched her back.

As Tommy had done while flexing her own hips, Rita worked the girl's knees down farther and farther. As though relaxed, Mitzi lay back with her body arched so her shoulders rested on the bed.

When the sides of Mitzi's knees touched the bed at the same time, her pussy-slit was open and her pale-pink clit showed.

"There," Rita said, patting her thigh. "I'll bet you've never been open that much before."

Mitzi smiled a little, and tensed her legs and hips. She brought her ass up above the pillows, and Rita pulled them from under her.

Mitzi let her ass down to the bed. Then, keeping her knees straight out to the sides, she heaved her cunt high, spreading the cunt-lips.

After letting her ass back down, she practiced flexing her body while she raised her ass.

Just watching the graceful motions of the girl, Rita got an aching feeling in her tits. She sat down on the bed and put her finger in Mitzi's cunt and pushed her fingertip into her pussy-slit.

Mitzi rocked her ass up each time Rita fucked her finger in her cunt. Rita stroked into the girl, deeper and deeper.

Mitzi started breathing fast. "Rita, how did you hold the dildo so tight in your cunt the other day?"

"I just tightened my cunt-muscles," Rita said, lying beside the girl, all the while keeping her finger in her cunt. "Put your finger in my cunt. I'll show you."

Rita's pussy tingled with warm ripples while the girl's finger slipped inside. Mitzi fucked her finger in and out while Rita let her ass rock slightly with the motions.

Rita asked, "Does it feel loose to you now?"

"Your cunt isn't loose, Rita, but it's easy to slip my finger in and out."

Then Rita tightened the muscles in her pussy.

"Hey!" Mitzi said, pulling her finger out more slowly. "That's really tight. How do you do it?"

"It's easy," Rita said, fucking her finger in and out of Mitzi's cunt. "Tighten your cunt around my finger."

"I don't know how."

"Just pretend you're holding back from pissing."

Mitzi tightened her cunt around Rita's finger. Rita could still slip her finger through the cunt-lips, but it took a lot more effort.

"That's the way, honey," Rita said.

"This is easy," Mitzi said. "You were right. All I had to do was think I had to piss and hold myself shut."

"You learn fast. Now let's do some serious finger-fucking."

Rita crooked her finger slightly and felt for the girl's clit. Just as she touched the nub, Mitzi gasped and jerked her cunt up.

Mitzi's finger crooked in Rita's cunt and probed. Rita braced herself for the jolt her finger would bring when it hit her clit too hard.

Mitzi surprised her. Her finger barely touched the sensitive organ. Rita sucked her breath in and rolled her ass up as the warm glow built. She kept her fingertip on Mitzi's clit too, and the girl groaned and tossed her head.

Rita brought her finger away from Mitzi's clit, and Mitzi did, as well, letting Rita roll her ass down. Then, as she again approached the girl's clit, Mitzi followed suit, and Rita brought her ass up at the touch.

With knees braced wide, Rita heaved her ass up and rocked it back down, up and down, with each touch to her clit.

Now Rita's breath came in quick gasps, and she whined each time the finger touched her clit. Mitzi was fingering Rita's clit with the same skill. The warmth of the glow in her pussy built higher and higher.

Mitzi stiffened against her, and the girl's cunt-juice flowed over Rita's finger. Rita held her finger tightly against Mitzi's clit while the girl quivered against her. Meantime, the heat in Rita's cunt continued to rise.

Then Rita braced her knees and brought her cunt up against Mitzi's hand… higher… higher.

"Ohhhhh!" Rita gasped.

Rita arched her back and stiffened as her own cunt-juice let go. While her cunt-cum pumped out and she quivered against the girl, she turned her head. Mitzi was facing her, her lips parted, the tip of her tongue protruding.

Rita brought her tongue out and gently touched its tip to Mitzi's. It was the tenderest feeling she had ever experienced while her cum pumped out of her, draining her strength.

Rita let her ass down to the bed. Her energy was gone. Mitzi's tongue was sweet against hers, sweet and soft. Without moving, she closed her eyes.

It was sweet just to dream beside this girl, this girl who tried so hard to please her, this girl who was so crude in one way and so sophisticated in another, this girl who would be delightful if she were her daughter.

Rita shook her head slightly. She was there to lay the girl and satisfy her so she would leave Tommy alone – not to be a mother hen who took in lost waifs.

She brought her lips over the tip of Mitzi's tongue and kissed it lightly.

"Well!" Rita said, "now that you know how to clamp down with your cunt, let's heat up the old dildo."

"Heat it up!" Mitzi exclaimed.

Rita got up and went to the adjoining bathroom and turned on the hot-water tap.

"Sure, we might as well bring it up to body temperature before we stick it in ourselves."

Rita took the double-headed dildo out of a drawer and dropped it into the sink. After a few seconds in the hot water, she took it out, wiped it dry, and smeared a light coat of Vaseline over the long shaft and the two heads. Satisfied, she took it back to the bedroom and the waiting Mitzi.

Rita lay down with her knees spread to the sides and worked one head of the fake cock into her cunt. While she pushed and twisted the shaft, the cock-head fucked deep in her cunt.

"Let's have a duel," Rita said. "A duel to the finish. We'll fuck each other with this thing until the loser is too exhausted to fuck anymore. I'll give you the advantage. I'll stay on my back with my legs spread. You can be the man."

Mitzi laughed. "I'll be more like the man once I get that thing in my cunt."

While Rita lay under her, holding half the dildo in her cunt, Mitzi put her knees over Rita's spread thighs and lowered her cunt on the protruding dildo.

Rita had to clench the fuck-shaft hard in her cunt to keep it from slipping deeper in her while the girl brought her cunt down around the cock-head, making the walls of her cunt spread wide. The head and a few inches of the shaft slipped into her, and Mitzi shifted her knees back together and settled down with her bare cunt-mound smooth against Rita's.

"Ready or not, here we go," Mitzi said.

Rita held her cunt as tight as she could around the dildo-shaft while Mitzi brought her ass up, but it slipped through her cunt-lips. The shaft slipped out until the head tugged against the lips of her cunt, then the girl let her cunt slip higher on the shaft.

Then Mitzi drove the dildo down, fucking it deep in Rita's cunt.

"Oh!" Rita said and tried to hold the shaft from sliding back up through her cunt.

Try though she did to keep Mitzi from controlling the next fuck-thrust, the girl drew the shaft out until the cock-head again tugged at Rita's cunt-lips. Then she thrust back in.

"Oh! Oh!"

Again and again Mitzi fucked the long dildo deep in Rita's cunt, while the older woman lay helplessly under her. If Rita didn't stop her, the young maniac would soon make her come. Then she would be helpless to stop her from wreaking further havoc on her family.

Just as Mitzi pounded her groin against hers, Rita sucked in her breath, clenched her teeth, and followed the girl up off the bed. Clear of the bed, she held herself still and let the girl pull the shaft out from her cunt, out until the bulge of the cock-head tugged at her pussy-slit. Then she clenched her cunt down hard on the shaft and heaved her ass high, thrusting the dildo far up into Mitzi's pussy.

"Ie-e-e!" Mitzi screamed as she drew back away from Rita.

Rita followed the girl up. Then she pulled the fuck-shaft out of Mitzi's cunt until the head started to spread the lips of the girl's cunt. She stopped and drove back up into her, not quite so hard.

"Oh!" the girl gasped.

Rita gripped the girl's hips and held her, as though she were a man, fucking a woman kneeling over him. Then she fucked the dildo up into her again and again and again.

Mitzi whined and tossed her head back and forth to Rita's fuck-strokes, making her hair fly out and then whip back over her shoulders.

"Ohhhh! Ohhh!"

Mitzi's whining grew louder. She threw her whole upper body back and forth in time to Rita's strokes with the dildo, firmly clutched in her cunt. The girl grabbed Rita's tits and squeezed them, making them ache. Still, Rita kept her knees braced to the sides and heaved her ass up again and again, fucking the shaft into the girl's cunt, held closed with her legs together.

Then Mitzi stiffened and squeezed Rita's tits even harder.

Rita rammed the dildo deep in Mitzi's cunt and held her body arched high against her while she wrapped her arms around the quivering girl.

Mitzi held Rita's head in her hands and pressed her face tight against Rita's. As her quivering stopped, Rita pulled her down against her so the girl's softening tits pushed down over Rita's sharp-pointed nipples.

After a time, Mitzi turned her face and kissed Rita. Rita enjoyed the soft touch of her lips. At last, Mitzi drew away.

"Ready for round two?" Rita asked.

Mitzi smiled slightly and shook her head. "I'm all fucked out, Rita. I thought I could hold this dildo in my cunt and take control. God, but you're strong."

"You'll learn how, honey. When a man's fucking you, you can hold yourself tight around his cock. You'll both enjoy it more. After a while, you won't even realize you're doing it."

Mitzi's smile broadened. "I'd like to practice again with you. Right now, I'd better give my cunt a rest."

Mitzi got up on her knees and drew herself back on the rubber prick, still held tightly by Rita's cunt. Her pussy slipped up on the shaft, and then the head appeared. When Mitzi got off the bed, Rita took the shaft in her hand and slowly drew the rubber cock out. The head pulled her cunt-slit wide, then slipped out.

When Mitzi was dressed, Rita saw her to the door.


The knock at the door was persistent. Rita tried to tune it out and focus once more on the novel in her hands, but it wouldn't stop. She frowned as she put the book aside, put her feet into high-heeled slippers, rose, and fastened her robe. Tommy wasn't due for an hour or more. Besides, he had his own key. She opened the door.

"Why, Bill!" she said. "Tommy isn't here just yet, but come on in."

"Thanks, Mrs. Baylor," he said, following her in.

"We don't need to be formal. It isn't like we didn't know each other. Call me Rita."

"Okay, Rita," he said, sitting by her on the couch. "Actually, it's you I wanted to see."

"Oh? What about? I thought you had a date with Mitzi last night."

"Yeah. That's why I wanted to see you."

"I don't understand!" she said.

"Well, Rita… it's just that you're so much better than Mitzi."

His face colored. "Yeah, Mitzi tried to be good, I guess. But it's so much nicer when I'm with you."

"Wouldn't you rather be with a girl your own age?"

"Yeah… no… I mean, you're so pretty, and you look young. I guess you must be close to forty, but you're better looking than the girls in my class. I really like you, Rita. I like you better than any of those girls."

What could she say? Honest compliments didn't happen every day. She liked him too, and she liked it when he fucked her.

Rita lay down on the couch with her back across his lap, looked up into his eyes, and said, "Strip me down, Bill. I like to have your hands on me."

Bill's hands trembled while he fumbled with the sash on her robe, but he got the knot untied and drew the garment apart.

"God, but you're beautiful, Rita," he said as he ran a hand down under a garter and inside the top of her stocking.

"I try to take care of my body," she said, shrugging one shoulder slightly, then the other, letting the robe slip down off her arms, and then lying back on the garment. "It's all for you."

He grasped the front of her bra and drew the two halves together, releasing the hook, and then pulled the cups wide. Her tits sprang free and stood straight out. The straps fell off her shoulders, and she raised herself a little, letting the bra drop from her arms.

His breathing came faster as he slipped his hand down over her soft hips and into the waistband of her panties. She raised her ass while he peeled the yellow nylon down onto her thighs, then she raised her legs so he could slip the panties off.

Rita watched his eyes while she slowly lowered her legs to the couch, gradually revealing her cunt. His eyes focused on the curve of her belly, then on her bare pussy.

"My God, Rita! You're…"

"Am I naked or what?" she said as she spread her legs slightly, drawing her bare cunt-lips apart.

"You look like my…"

"Like your what?"

"Like my little sister," he said as he ran a hand down over her slick cunt-mound and pressed a finger between her pouting lips.

"Don't tell me you've been fooling around with a little girl!"

He colored. "No! No, but she runs around naked after a shower. Your cunt is as bare and smooth as hers."

"How about the rest of me? Do I really look like her?"

Bill grinned while he ran a hand over the swell of one hip and squeezed one tit, making the nipple ache and turn hard in his hand. He shook his head.

"No, she isn't developed like you, Rita." He put his hands over both tits and squeezed them. "You have the nicest tits, better than any of the girls I've ever seen."

"They're too little."

"They are not! They stick straight out."

Rita had to laugh. "That's because you keep squeezing them. I like your hands on me, but you're making them ache pretty good. Stand up, and I'll get you undressed."

As Rita started to sit up, he kept his arms around her, cupping her tits in his hands. He pulled her back against him and pinched the nipples, making her toss her head back and gasp. Then he released her. She stood and pulled him to his feet.

He kicked off his loafers while she opened his fly and drew his jeans down. Kneeling before him, she pulled off one pant leg, then the other.

While he drew his sweat shirt off, she stayed on her knees and grabbed his shorts by the waistband. The cock-bulge in his shorts was big and hard. She brought her face nearer while she pulled the white cotton underwear down.

His cock sprang free against her face, and she let his shorts fall around his ankles. The hard prick-shaft was hot in her hand. Rita put her mouth to the prick-head and parted her lips while she nodded toward his groin.

Her lips stretched over his cock-head… farther… farther. Then her lips were around the shaft itself and the cock-head filled her mouth. She sucked the head of his cock and his groin trembled while his fingers touched her hair.

Rita drew her lips off his cock-head and stood before him. He put his hands on her hips and looked down at her.

She smiled. "There isn't much left of my clothes… just the garters, stockings and slippers. Do you want me to take them off?"

He was swallowing over and over, and his face was turning red. After a moment, he shook his head. "No, I like you dressed just the way you are."

Bill reached down and scooped her up in his arms and carried her toward the open door to her bedroom. Turning sideways, he sidestepped through the doorway and then stood, looking down at her, smiling.

"You look good enough to eat," he said. "Just like a slice of watermelon."

She curled an arm around his neck and drew his head down and kissed him. "I'm not sure I like the analogy, but I wouldn't mind being eaten."

He laid her on her back and got on his knees, between her legs. Rita spread her thighs straight out for him as he bent forward.

His trace of beard stubble scratched over her shaved cunt while he ran his mouth up and down the length of her pussy-gash. The stubble scratched, but it didn't hurt. It was the stamp of real manhood.

Bill ran his tongue and down along the edges of her cunt-lips. Then he pushed his tongue down in her cunt-gash and licked upward, all the way up to where the cunt-lips joined, then back down the slit and upward again.

As he licked her pussy over and over, little ripples of tingling warmth flowed the length of her cunt-lips. Her hips rocked to the movement of his tongue. She held his head in her hands, stroking his dark hair.

Then he paused from his licking and pressed his tongue deep into her cunt-slit. Her breath came in little gasps while his tongue penetrated her pussy, pushing the pussy-lips apart.

Then he was licking inside her, his tongue thrusting deep, bringing a ripple of tingling warmth down with it. He slowly licked in the folds of her cunt, and when his tongue was just inside her inner slit, he fucked it in deep, making her roll her ass up.

What was wrong with that dumb bitch Mitzi? The girl didn't like the way he fucked her. This was the best anyone had ever eaten Rita's pussy. Maybe the little bitch just didn't know how to bring out the best in him.

Now Bill gave full strokes with his tongue. Scarcely aware she was doing it, Rita clamped her cunt hard around his tongue. He pulled hard at her pussy-lips. His head bobbed on her cunt as she rocked her hips up and down.

Then he drew his tongue out of her fuck-hole and raised his head.

"If we don't start fucking," he said, "I'm gonna come outside you."

He wasn't exaggerating. His cock, stiff as a steel rod, had a drop of precum on the head.

She said, "Let's use another position. Dogstyle."

"I never did it that way before," he said, "but I'll try."

"You'll have to handle me a lot."

"I'm sure I'll like it then."

Rita turned over on her stomach and, keeping her head turned to the side on the pillow, brought her ass up high. She let her back sway so her belly was down on the bed.

Bill's body was hot against her ass-cheeks as he came up against her with his arms curled around her waist and under her tits. His palms cupped her aching tits and his cock pushed into her crotch against the mound of her bald cunt. He brought his knees out, spreading her legs wide.

She reached back between her legs and grabbed his cock by the shaft and guided the cock-head between her cunt-lips and into her cunt-slit. After only his tongue had been inside her pussy, his cock-head felt huge against her tightly stretched pussy-lips.

For the time being, he just held the head of his cock against her inner cunt-hole while he squeezed the tender flesh of her tits, holding the nipples, rotating them back and forth. The ache in her nipples spread through her tits and moved down through her chest to her belly.

While she rubbed his cock-head up and down in her cunt-slot, he pushed harder. She gasped when the cock-head pushed her inner fuck-hole open. The quick stab of pain went away, then it stabbed back briefly each time he pushed her wider as his cock-head opened her, relentlessly.

Finally, the pain stopped. His entire cock-head had to be buried in her cunt. Her cunt-lips were stretched tightly around his prick-shaft.

He fucked into her slowly, and a wave of tingling heat followed his cock-head in, all the way to the depths of her cunt. The heat faded as he drew back and stopped, the cock-head just inside her cunt-lips. He bent close over her and kissed her.

"Your cock is so nice inside me. Let's fuck!"

While he squeezed her aching tits, he drove his cock deep in her cunt.

"Oh!" she gasped.

He slowly drew back until the prick-head tugged at her pussy-lips. He stopped, poised, and thrust into her.

Each time his cock-head hit bottom, he pinched her nipples. The hard tit-flesh ached with pleasure. She writhed under him and thrashed her head to the side. When she opened her mouth, his lips were there, kissing her.

Again and again, he fucked deep in her. The waves of heat in her cunt started building, higher with each stroke of his cock.

"Ooooh! Ooooh!"

His cock-strokes turned slower and slower. He couldn't be far from coming, himself. She tensed in position while he rammed into her, bringing the swell of heat higher and higher.

Her cunt-cum let go and he stopped fucking into her. Bill held his rigid cock deep in her cunt while she quivered and pumped her cum over his embedded prick.

When her quivering stopped, he asked, "Want me to wait 'til you've had time to recover?"

"No. Keep fucking me, Bill, honey. I want you to come inside me now."

He drew back and fucked into her so hard it jarred her hips. Then he drew back and slammed into her… again… again.

Then he clutched her tits hard and tensed against her and his jism shot deep in her cunt. The hot cum pumped over and over.

When his cum stopped spurting and his cock turned soft, he drew it out and helped her bring her knees together. She lay down and turned on her side while he lay against her.

He put an arm over her hip and held an ass-cheek to draw her against him. She closed her eyes and dreamed with her face against his, dreamed while she waited for her energy to return.

When strength returned to her legs, she kissed him and said, "We both started some oral business a while ago. It's still unfinished business."

"I'm not a business-man, but I can't stand unfinished business. How about a sixty-nine?"

"Okay," she said. "I'll get on top."

Just as Rita straddled Bill's shoulders, facing his limp-cock, the front door clicked.

"Jesus!" Tommy gasped.

"Oh, my God!" Rita said. "That's Tommy and he sees our clothes all over the living room. I'd better talk to him. Stay here."

Wearing her stockings and garters, Rita walked into the living room, closing the bedroom door behind her.

"Hi, honey," she said. "Surprised?"

He looked at her figure with a combination of awe and astonishment in his face.

"Yeah, Mom. Surprised… and relieved to see you're all right. At first, when I saw the clothes all over the place, I thought you'd been raped."

"No such luck," she said, smiling. "I've been giving lessons."

"Mom! Stop that!"

"Well, I'm sure you know your mother isn't all that pure, honey. He's a nice guy who needed a few pointers."

"Anybody I know?"

"He's a friend of yours."


She nodded.

Tommy grinned. "It's about time that guy came out of his shell. You finished with your lessons?"

"I thought I'd give one more, you're welcome to join us."

Rita led the way back into the bedroom after Tommy had undressed. Bill was lying on his back with his cock still limp, an uncertain expression on his face. His Adam's apple bobbed.

"Tommy, if I'd…"

"We've already talked it over," Rita said, "and Tommy wants to join us."

"Gee, how do we do it?" Bill asked.

"You and I'll do sixty-nine, just like we were going to do," Rita said, getting up on the bed and once more straddling his shoulders. "While we're eating each other, Tommy will fuck me in the ass. Got the Vaseline, honey?"

Tommy held the jar in his hand.

Rita reached back from her kneeling position and spread her ass-cheeks. Tommy's finger was gentle in her asshole as he spread the lubricant. When he'd finished twisting his greasy fingers back and forth, he gave a couple of playful but searing thrusts into her ass, then drew his finger out.

Rita bent down to Bill's limp cock and put the cock-head in her mouth and sucked it, drawing the cock-shaft through her lips. Satisfied, she let her knees slide out to the sides. Bill's arms pushed her thighs out farther, and her cunt settled down on his face, and his tongue licked through her cunt-slot.

Tommy's cock touched her asshole, and his arms went under her chest. He held her tits gently in his hands while he pushed his cock harder and harder against the tight ring of her asshole.

She wiggled her hips, and her cunt-lips pushed out over Bill's mouth. She settled her hips down, pressing her cunt down on his face while he thrust his tongue up into her pussy. His tongue brought a warm wave of tingling heat that ran through her cunt.

Tommy had kept pressing his cock hard against her asshole, and now the cock-head slipped inside, burning all the way. He fucked full length into her ass, the pain searing through the depths of her ass-guts.

Bill's cock came to life in her mouth. It grew and turned hard while she swallowed over and over, drawing the prick-head deep in her throat. As his cock stiffened, she was able to slide her mouth up and down the length of the cock-shaft. She ran her lips full length, from the cock-head down to where her nose touched his balls.

As he ass-fucked her, driving his prick full length into her again and again, the burning pain turned into an ache, a good ache like the ache in her tits from his pinching the nipples.

While Tommy ass-fucked her, she brought her lips up on Bill's cock-shaft, taking the cock-head into her throat. She stopped when her lips pulled against the bulge of the prick-head, keeping the head inside her mouth. She breathed through her nose, then slipped her lips back down the length of the prick-shaft.

While she ran her lips back down, Bill held her head lightly in his hands. His fingers caressed her face, brushed her hair. He rearranged the way her hair cascaded down in disarray in a big pile on his balls.

While she went down on Bill, he curled his tongue in her cunt and slipped it over her clit. She recoiled at the electric flash when his tongue touched her clit, and her hips jerked in reaction. He ran his tongue over her clit again and again, making her writhe and jerk against his face.

While Bill tongue-lashed her clit, she tried to hold her hips still while Tommy slammed cock into her ass. His cock-strokes turned faster and harder.

Then he tensed against her ass-cheeks and his cum spurted deep in her ass-guts, burning each time it pumped.

While Tommy's jism flowed hot in her ass, she worked on Bill's cock. She ran her lips up and down, faster and faster. He writhed under her mouth and arched his body to thrust his cock up into her mouth.

Then he shivered and spurted his hot cum into her throat just as she drove her lips down to the base of his cock. She held the length of his cock in her throat and swallowed the creamy cum as it pumped over and over.

Bill kept his tongue stroking against the stiff clit. The warmth in her cunt built like a huge tidal wave, higher and higher and higher. Then the heat burst within her and her cunt-cum let go, flowing into his waiting mouth.

When her cum stopped flowing, she slipped her lips off Bill's softening cock and breathed the cool air. Tommy pulled his spent cock out of her ass.

Rita lay between Tommy and Bill. It was with mixed feelings of exhaustion and accomplishment that she thought of the evening's work. She had been fucking like a teenager, and her cunt was getting more sore with each fuck-session.

But she had at least taught Bill a few pointers, and she had protected her son from unprincipled girls.

What kind of bullshit was she thinking? She had fucked Bill because she liked to fuck. She had fucked her son because she liked to fuck. She had fucked Mitzi because she liked to fuck.

Why not get smart? She had been fucking herself to death because she was too selfish to think of anyone else enjoying her son. All right. Continue enjoying him, but let other people share him.

Rita said, "I think we all need to expand our horizons."


"Now hear me out. You both liked our little threesome, didn't you?"

"Yeah, sure," Bill said.

"You know I did, Mom," Tommy said. "I always like it with you."

"Well, a threesome was good. A foursome should be even better."

"Mom, does that mean another guy?"

"No. It means another girl… and I'm going to call her right now."


Mitzi was smiling when Rita opened the door at her knock. She was also looking very pretty in high heels and a dress that was several sizes too big, but neatly tucked in at the waist to reveal her trim figure.

"Come in, honey," Rita said. "Sit down over here on the couch. We need to talk."

Mitzi sat primly, with her feet together. Her smooth skin was glowing and her long dark hair had been brushed until it shone. She looked squarely at Rita, who was sitting across from her in the easy chair.

"Mitzi, how long have you been living with your aunt?"

"Oh, six… no, seven years, off and on."

"Off and on? What's that mean?"

"Well, she's really nice to me except when she goes on a bender. Then she gets mean and slaps me around. When that happens, I find a place to hang out with one of the kids until she goes back on the wagon. Then I move back in with her."

"And this has been going on for seven years?"

The girl nodded.

"Do you love your aunt?"

Mitzi hesitated, then shook her head. "No, I guess when someone hits you often enough, that kills any love you might have."

"Mitzi, I want you to think about what I have to say very carefully. I want you to move in here with me. I want you to be my daughter. I want you to be Tommy's sister… and friend. I want you to be Bill's friend, too. Mitzi… I love you."

At first Mitzi just stared at Rita. Then her eyes pooled and, with a little cry, she lunged up and threw herself on her knees at Rita's feet and put her head on the older woman's lap, sobbing. Rita stroked the young girl's hair, patted her shoulder.

When she stopped crying, Mitzi turned her head, looking up at Rita through red-rimmed eyes.

"That's the first time anyone ever said 'I love you'. I love you too, Rita."

"Well, I think we have our own special way of saying just how much we love each other. We'll express that love very often, every night, if you like. Also, Tommy will love you. The two of you can express that love as often as you like, too."

Mitzi's face flushed but she smiled. "I think I'll like being in this family."

"Besides the love within this family, there are close friendships, like with Bill. You like him, don't you?"

She smiled and nodded.

"Well, both Tommy and Bill are waiting naked in my bedroom. Let's take our clothes off and show them how much we love them."

It was with a feeling of appreciation that Rita undressed Mitzi while the girl stood before her. The youngster had gone to elaborate lengths to make the borrowed clothing she wore fit well. This was a new girl, a girl who had respect for herself, a girl who valued the fact she was a female.

When Rita knelt and pulled the girl's panties down, she rubbed her cheek over Mitzi's pussy-mound. There was no trace of stubble, Mitzi had kept her cunt shaved smooth.

Finished, Rita cast off her robe and stood before her, dressed the same as Mitzi in stockings, little encircling garters, and high-heeled shoes.

"Let's go to meet the boys," Rita said.

Tommy and Bill were lying nude on the bed when Rita swung the door open and led Mitzi inside. They both looked up at the pair of females who walked in.

Rita said, "Boys, I want you to meet my new daughter."

"Mom! What the hell?"

"Now, everybody stay calm. Mitzi has agreed to live with us. She's part of the family now. I love her, and I know you will, too."

Tommy's frown changed to a smile. "Hi, Sis. Welcome to the family."

Bill said, "It's a real pleasure to be a friend of this family."

Mitzi blushed as she smiled back at the boys. "This is a family I know I'm going to love."

"Speaking of love," Rita said, "we're going to find our own way of expressing our love for each other. Let's start by getting to know each other better."

"Okay, Mom," Tommy said. "What should we do?"

"To start, my daughter and I are going to lie across the bed while you guys have your way with us. Tommy, you start with your sister, and Bill, you start with me. I'm going to be watching the clock though. Every two minutes, you guys have to switch partners."

Lying across the bed side by side, Rita and Mitzi spread their thighs straight out. While the boys got in position, Rita watched the reflections in the ceiling mirror. Mitzi's knees were slowly coming down to the bed, and the girl's pink cunt was spread wide. Her cunt-lips were spread, but her inner cunt-folds were a closed line of pink pussy-flesh, glistening with moisture.

Bill blocked her view of the mirror, and she looked down. His cock was swollen hard and the cock-head was pushed against her exposed cunt-folds. He leaned down and put his mouth over her right tit and sucked the nipple while he pressed his cock harder.

Rita rolled her ass up and down, working her pussy against the head of his cock, forcing the tender cunt-flesh to part. Trying to ignore the jolts of pain while her cunt-hole stretched, she resisted the impulse to flinch or gasp while his cock-head forced her open.

Then the head of his cock was inside her and fucking deeper. While his prick-shaft rubbed her stretched cunt-lips, she glanced at Tommy and Mitzi. Her son's cock was disappearing into the girl's bare cunt. Mitzi lay back, her arms limp over her head, a blissful expression on her face. The girl rocked her hips up just as Tommy's groin came to rest against her bare pussy-mound. Then she let her breath out in a long sigh while Tommy drew his cock-shaft out.

Bill was fucking Rita deeply. Whenever he drew back, he pulled his cock-head against her sore cunt-mound. To relieve the tension, she brought her ass up when he withdrew, but he just drew back farther. She needed to put a brake on his prick.

As Bill drew his halfway out of her pussy, Rita clutched her cunt-muscles around the prick-shaft. He registered surprise, but smiled and pulled his cock out slowly and stopped when the cock-head tugged at her tight cunt, then he fucked back into her.

Rita glanced at the bedside clock and said, "Time, everybody. Switch partners!"

Bill was more gentle as he pulled his prick free. He paused for a moment and squeezed Rita's spread thighs affectionately, just above her stockings. Then he went to Mitzi, and Tommy approached Rita.

Tommy's cock-head was wider than Bill's, but her son was very gentle as he fucked in. Her cunt-lips stretched for the intruding fucker, and there was no pain.

Tommy fucked her slowly at first, bringing little waves of warmth through her pussy, rising and falling, rising and falling. Rita lay back, limp from the waist up, just rolling her ass to the strokes of his cock.

Then, while holding his cock just inside her pussy-lips, her son reached down and hooked his arms around her spread thighs and brought them up and back toward her shoulders. He held her that way for a moment while he bent down and kissed her, then he slowly drove his big cock into her fuck-hole.

"Oh!" she gasped.

He slowly drew out until the prick-head touched her cunt-lips, then, just as slowly he fucked back in deep.

Rita was going to suggest that Bill do the same with Mitzi, then thought better of it. Bill just didn't have Tommy's gentle expertise… not yet. If Tommy were fucking her recklessly in the long-cock position, he could cause a great deal of pain. But he was careful and gentle. Maybe he would give Mitzi the same kind of pleasure at the next swap.

Rita glanced at the clock and said, "Time!"

When Tommy had brought his mother's legs back down and slowly withdrawn his cock, he bent and kissed her, and then went to Mitzi.

Bill came to Rita. "Like to go doggy-style?"

"I'd love it," Rita said, bringing her legs together and rolling over onto her stomach.

Bill slipped an arm under her and drew her up against him. Rita looked back under her, between her tits, past the swell of her belly, past her shaved pussy, at the upthrust head of his cock. She reached between her legs and took the slippery cock-shaft in her hand and guided the cock-head into her cunt.

Her warm pussy-flesh was so slippery now that her cunt-hole opened painlessly when he pushed. With the head of his prick inside her, she let her back sway down so her belly was on the bed and turned her face to the side, her head resting on the pillow.

Bill's cock brought a wave of tingling warmth as he fucked into her. With his cock buried balls-deep, he stopped. And then he drew back. Rita enjoyed the little waves of tingling warmth his cock brought, while she watched the couple beside her.

Tommy had Mitzi folded up into the long-cock position. The girl's legs were long, and they extended well past her head. Tommy's cock-head was inside the girl and his long cock-shaft was poised outside. He kissed the girl and slowly drove his cock into her pussy.

Mitzi clutched Tommy's head in her hands, caressing his hair while he drew his prick out.

"Ohhhh! Tommy, I like that!"

Again and again, the boy fucked full length into Mitzi. The girl gasped and writhed under him and cried out with words of endearment.

Rita called out, "Time!"

Bill drew back until his cock-head tugged at the lips of her cunt. He stopped and Rita wiggled her ass to work her cunt free.

Rita moved to lie down again, but Tommy stopped her with a hand on her ass. "Let's try it with you on top."

While Rita straddled her son's loins, Bill said, "That's a good idea! Let's try it that way too, Mitzi."

Rita lowered her cunt onto Tommy's waiting cock. Her pussy was so slippery it was painless to impale herself on his prick-shaft. She sank down on his cock until her shaved pussy-mound was mashed against his groin-hair.

Now she leaned down until her tits touched his chest and rocked her ass back, raising her cunt on the cock-shaft until the cock-head felt big against her slit, then she tucked her ass down and lowered herself onto Tommy's hard cock.

Then Tommy bucked his hips up, fucking deep into her, and then he drew back out. Rita held still on her knees, letting him fuck her stretched cunt.

The rising and falling waves of warmth in her pussy stopped falling. They rose higher and higher with each fuck-stroke. She started whipping her body back and forth, tossing her blonde hair out over her son's face, then whipping it behind her.

"Ohhh! Ooooh!"

Mitzi was doing the same. The girl's brunette hair was longer and it tossed farther each time she whipped her body forward.

Mitzi went tense beside Rita. She bent down close over Bill while he fucked into her cunt faster. Then he grunted and wrapped his arms around her.

Rita swelled toward her peak. Tommy was slamming his fucker into her cunt, harder with each stroke, and now his face was red.

Rita stiffened, and her cunt-cum started to flow.

Tommy continued hammering up into her faster and harder each time. Rita bent low and took his face in her hands. He heaved himself up and put his arms around her as his cum-load spurted deep in her cunt. They quivered together while his jism pumped into her pussy.

When their cum stopped, Rita stayed folded against him, her tits turning soft against his chest. Mitzi was doing the same over Bill. Bill held her close and caressed her tangle of dark hair.

After a few minutes, strength returned to Rita's legs. Tommy's cock in her cunt was returning to life, swelling and turning hard. Rita turned her face to the silent couple beside her.

"Are you two still alive?" she asked.

Mitzi smiled. "We're still alive. Something inside me's coming back to life, too."

"Good. Let's put it to good use. Everyone gets to share everything. Let's have a daisy chain."

Rita brought her ass up, drawing her cunt free of Tommy's cock.

"Let's see," Rita said, "Us girls are smaller, so we'll lie across the head and the foot of the bed. To start with, I'll go down on Tommy's cock. Mitzi, you take Bill's. We'll keep switching, like when we fucked."

"Wait a minute," Mitzi said. "I never did this part right. Let me practice on you for a minute, Bill."

While Rita and Tommy watched, Bill lay on his back and the girl straddled his shoulders, facing his cock, which had turned stiff. She took his prick into her mouth.

With her nose halfway to his balls panic showed in her eyes, but she kept nodding her head, inching her lips down the cock-shaft. Finally, her nose touched his balls, and then she brought her mouth up the length of his cock, then back down to the root, then up to the cock-head and off.

"I can do it! Now I know I won't throw up on anyone. Let's get started!"

While Mitzi scooted to the foot of the bed, Rita lay on her back across the head of the bed, turned in the direction opposite from Mitzi. She twisted her body at the waist to put her face over Tommy's cock as he lay along the side of the bed.

Rita had worked her lips out over the swelled head of Tommy's cock when strong hands gripped her thighs, pulling them apart, and she stole a glance. Bill had her legs spread straight out, and then he slipped his hands up and squeezed the soft flesh of her hips. He put his face to her shaved cunt.

While Bill's tongue sent little tremors of heat through her cunt, Rita worked her stretched lips down the shaft of her son's big cock. The cock-head filled her throat by the time her mouth was halfway down the cock-shaft. It was still slippery with salty cum, however, and each time she nodded, the prick-head slipped deeper.

Finally, her nose touched his balls just as her chin pressed into the curly hair on his groin. She drew her lips all the way up to the head of his cock, breathed through her nose, then ran her mouth back down to the root.

Bill's tongue touched her clit, and the hot sensation made her rock her hips up. The flash of heat faded while he drew his tongue back, then he ventured forth again.

Her hips bucked up again as his tongue touched her clit. Her back arched and she held her ass up while the pulse of heat faded. Then her ass came back to the bed, just as his tongue again slipped between her cunt-lips.

While Bill's tongue kept her cunt hot, she gave full strokes with her lips on Tommy's cock. Soon he started heaving his loins up to meet her mouth each time she brought her lips down his cock-lance.

Rita stole a glance at Mitzi. Her dark hair spilled down over her face and over Bill's balls while she ran her lips up and down the length of his prick. Her hips rocked up rhythmically under Tommy's face.

Rita worked her lips up Tommy's cock and off the cock-head and called out, "Time!"

Bill touched his tongue to her clit one more time, then brought his face away from her cunt. Leaving her legs spread, Rita spun on her back, bringing her cunt under Tommy's face, her mouth over Bill's stiff cock.

Bill's cock was smaller and easier to take as she put the cock-head in her mouth and inched her lips down the cock-shaft, feeling the cock-tip brush down her throat. Just when her face touched Bill's crotch-hair, Tommy's mouth covered her cunt.

Tommy's tongue slipped between the bare lips of her cunt and thrust against the tender flesh of her pussy-folds. His tongue pushed harder and harder, and her fuck-hole parted, and his tongue slipped inside.

When Tommy's tongue drew back, she gave attention to Bill's cock in her mouth. The prick-head was way back in her throat, and she couldn't breathe past it. She drew her lips up to the head of his cock and took several breaths through her nose, then went back down and started fucking her face on his cock-lance. Bill's hips squirmed under her face.

Meantime, Tommy's tongue was keeping her hips busy, jerking each time he touched her clit. Her son was a master of timing. Each time he touched her clit, her hips jerked up, then settled back while the electric jolt faded away. Then, just as her ass touched the bed, his tongue would be back on her clit, making her heave her hips up again.

Rita drew her lips up off Bill's cock and said, "Time!"

She had to wait while Tommy sent her hips heaving up one more time before he withdrew and she could spin on her back, now placing her cunt under Bill's mouth. Tommy turned, with his big cock under her face.

Rita put her mouth on the cock-head and pushed down. She ran her lips down the length of the cock-shaft and waited with her nose against his balls, while Bill worked his tongue up her cunt-slit and probed, touching her clit, sending her ass heaving high.

Now she slipped her mouth up Tommy's cock-shaft and breathed while she worked her tongue in his piss-slit. He writhed under her mouth and then settled his hips while she went back down.

Bill continued running his tongue up just inside her cunt-lips to touch her clit lightly and withdraw. It was making the pulses of heat in her pussy turn to waves.

While Rita swelled toward orgasm, she glanced at Mitzi. The girl's back was arched and rigid while she still gave full lip-strokes on Bill's cock.

While Rita sucked on Tommy's cock his body stiffened under her. She picked up the pace, ramming her lips up and down faster and harder until his hot cum spurted deep in her throat.

Bill's tongue on Rita's clit was bringing her ass higher and higher off the bed as the huge wave of heat in her cunt built higher and higher and higher.

Then her back arched rigidly and her cunt-cum let go, flowing into Bill's waiting mouth.

Mitzi was still working her mouth up and down on Bill's prick, and his ass was bouncing on the bed. Soon he arched and quivered all over. His tongue in Rita's cunt became unsteady, jerking in spasms.

Rita slipped her lips up the cock-shaft and off the cock-head. She was breathing hard while she rested her face on his groin. After a moment, Bill drew his tongue out of her cunt.

"Well," Rita said, "do we know how to throw a party or what?"

"That was the greatest!" Mitzi said.

"Yeah!" Tommy agreed.

Bill said, "There should be a saying… the family that lays together, stays together."

"That's good, Bill," Rita said. "That reminds me, would you like to move in with us? I could use another son."

"Mom!" Tommy shouted. "Bill already has a family. Stop being such a mother hen."

"Oh, all right," she said. "But, Bill, I hope you'll come here for dinner often."

"You can depend on it, Rita," he said. "At least for dessert."