Fallen Angel

CHAPTER ONE

Josh exhaled a breath of exhaustion as he dropped the armful of firewood onto the pile he had gathered. He carefully removed the eyeglasses he had pieced back together with scotch tape earlier today and wiped the sweat from his brow.

After getting a drink of water, Josh walked to the large tent he had erected by himself and double checked the poles and stakes to make sure everything was secured. Satisfied, he looked at his watch and saw it was almost six p. m. Where was that little prick, he wondered?

Josh and Jeremy had been best friends since childhood, when Jeremy and his mom had moved here the summer before second grade. Two nerds were what they were, and they both knew it. Unpopular with the girls and terrible at sports, they'd found friendship and common interests at a young age. More than ten years as best friends and now eighteen-year-old seniors in high school, the two knew they'd soon be parting ways with Jeremy headed to college, and Josh realized that this might be their last spring break camping trip.

Josh walked to his station wagon to get his phone, intending on calling Jeremy to find out where he was. But when he didn't find the phone where he normally kept it, he suddenly remembered setting it down at Jeremy's house earlier today. Great, he thought. He'd forgotten it there.

Daylight was quickly fading and giving way to dusk and Jeremy still hadn't shown up, so Josh considered his options. He was over an hour away from home, all by himself at a remote campsite in the National Forest. Something must have come up to prevent Jeremy from coming. Should I stay, or pack up and go home, Josh wondered? Would Jeremy eventually show up?

Josh lit the Coleman lantern hanging from the pole and thought about it some more. He'd done all this work to get everything set up, so he was thinking about at least staying one night.

His thoughts were disrupted by a pack of coyotes howling in the distance, followed by an owl hooting. He had never camped all alone before, and now the thought of doing so seemed a little scary.

Headlights in the distance up the dirt road broke his thoughts. The little prick had shown up at last after all, he thought. As Josh observed the headlights, he realized the vehicle was moving very slowly. And then it stopped for a while before reversing and stopping again, leading Josh to think the driver was lost. Hope of it being Jeremy started to fade, as he and Jeremy had camped in this spot numerous times.

The vehicle crept forward again, stopping every so often before continuing. It finally reached the narrow road leading to Josh's campsite, and stopped briefly before turning in. The headlights were blinding, and Josh couldn't make out the vehicle. What if it was a serial killer out to target lone campers? Josh felt his side pocket, ensuring his pocket knife was there, the only weapon he had. He stood as the vehicle approached, his hands trembling slightly.

The driver turned off the headlights, and with the little daylight that remained, Josh immediately recognized the vehicle. It was Jeremy's mother's car. What a relief. Jeremy had finally made it. Maybe his car had broken down, or something.

Expecting to see Jeremy, Josh was surprised when the driver's door opened, and Jeremy's mother, Nicole, stepped out. Josh approached her, and as he did, the passenger door opened, and another woman that Josh didn't recognize stepped out. She looked vaguely familiar at first sight, but Josh couldn't place her.

"Hi, Nicole," Josh said. He used to call her Mom, but at some point, although he didn't remember exactly when, he'd started calling her Nicole. Josh had always thought she was the hottest Mom out of all the other Moms he'd known. She used to wear her hair long, but had recently cut it shoulder length. She wasn't petite, but far from overweight. To Josh, she had the perfect body. And those tits were some of the biggest Josh had ever seen. Sometimes her nipples got hard and were clearly visible through her shirt. Josh had once walked in on her getting out of the shower, and he'd seen everything she had to offer, a sight forever plastered in his mind that he often thought about.

Josh asked, "Where's Jeremy?"

"Jeremy's father has had an accident and broke his leg and two ribs. He called Jeremy almost as soon as you left. Jeremy left to go stay with him for the week. He tried calling you, but of course, you'd forgotten your phone at the house. Here it is."

"Thanks, Nicole. I'm sorry I forgot my phone and you had to drive all the way out here."

"Well, Jeremy insisted I come and find you to tell you what happened and give you your phone. Anyways, I was happy to do it. Oh, this is my friend, Samantha. Samantha, Josh."

"Hey there, Joshy," she said with a cheerful smile, "How are you?"

Her voice was familiar, and she'd called him by the nickname that some of his relatives called him, but still, he couldn't make the connection as to where he'd seen her before. "Hi. It's nice to meet you, Samantha."

Samantha wore cut-off jeans and a tank-top. She had a slender build, and her right arm was covered in tattoos. Her hair was cut short and dyed dark, and she had a piercing on her eyebrow and another through the septum on her nose. She was cute by nature, and the tattoos and piercings only added to her exquisiteness.

Samantha looked toward the campsite. "Why don't you have that fire going? It's going to get cold later."

"Well, I was debating on whether to stay or pack up and leave. I think I'll leave. Not much fun camping by yourself."

"Aw, what a shame. All that work." She looked at Josh. "Hey, I have an idea. We could camp with you."

CHAPTER TWO

Josh stared at Samantha for a moment, not knowing what to say. The thought of sleeping in the tent next to this hot babe already making his dick hard. Then he looked at Nicole, thinking surely, she'd object to the idea.

Nicole giggled. "Oh, Samantha, we couldn't do that. We'd probably make Josh uncomfortable, and besides, it's not really my thing."

"But the poor guy has worked so hard. Look at that big tent he put up." She looked at Josh. "And we wouldn't make you uncomfortable, would we, Joshy? Would you want to stay if we camped with you?"

"Um­--"

"--Samantha, really, I don't think Josh wants to camp with us. How about if we help him gather everything and then we'll go."

Samantha looked at Josh. "Come, Joshy." She grabbed his hand and pulled him away from Nicole and towards the campsite, and Josh heard Nicole sigh loudly as they stepped away from her.

They stopped near the tent, and Samantha said, "Don't mind Nicole. She probably thinks it'd be weird for the three of us to camp together. I get it. But," she tilted her head to the side and smiled, "I think we could have lots of fun." She raised an eyebrow and touched Josh's cheek, and the realization of what she was insinuating hit him like a brick. His dick got so hard it crawled out of his underwear and started making its way down his pant leg.

"Oh," Josh chuckled nervously, "Um, yeah, that would be fun, but, Nicole's my best friend's mom. And she... um, she would never consider that." He chuckled nervously again.

"Well, I'll admit, I haven't known Nicole all that long. But I do know that she has a wild side to her that you probably don't know about." She smiled, tilted her head to the side again and bit her lower lip.

Her words and gestures excited Josh more than anything ever had. His dick grew even bigger as it continued pushing down his pant leg. The opportunity of a lifetime, he thought. He looked over to where Nicole stood, leaning on the car, one arm across her chest, her face buried in the other hand. He looked back at Samantha, standing there and waiting patiently for an answer. Who was this woman? Had he seen her with Nicole before? Could it be possible that her and Nicole were... lesbian lovers? And what if Nicole did have a wild side to her that Josh didn't know about? No, it was too good to be true. Josh had known Nicole for many years, and she would never consider what Samantha was insinuating.

"Tell you what, Joshy," she poked her finger in the center of Josh's chest, "If you want us to stay tell me. I do think it would be lots of fun. Don't worry about Nicole. I'm sure I can convince her. But if you want us to go," she pouted her lip, "we'll go. It's up to you. What do you say?"

Josh looked to where Nicole stood again. A threesome with his best friend's mom? Holy shit! Was there even the slightest possibility of that happening? What if there was? Many times, Josh had daydreamed about having a threesome, but in reality, he had known that the chances of that ever happening for him were slim to none. And he was such a dork that the thought did cross his mind on several occasions that he might just die a virgin.

Josh's palms were sweating from the idea of having a threesome with these two older women. And he realized his pulse had increased so high that he could hear his heart thumping in his chest.

Josh looked at Samantha. The idea of what she was insinuating had him more excited than the time he discovered how to jack off. He opened his mouth to speak, but the words didn't come out. He did manage to nod several times.

Samantha smiled from ear to ear and nodded a series of quick little nods. "I'll go talk to Nicole. I think I can talk her into it. I'll be right back, Joshy." She kissed his cheek and sprinted for the car.

Josh touched the spot where she had kissed him, the moisture from her lips still lingering. "Oh, shit, shit, shit." Josh was flabbergasted. No, this was too good to be true. He looked over to where the two women stood talking. Every now and then, Nicole looked in his direction and he'd quickly look away. She'll never go for it, Josh thought. No, there was too much at stake if Jeremy found out.

The seconds ticked away, soon turning into minutes, then five minutes passed, and then ten, and the two women were still debating. I knew it, Josh thought, she'll never go for it, no matter how hard Samantha tried.

Just when Josh thought he might as well start packing, he saw Samantha smile big and kiss Nicole smack on the lips. "Wow..."

Samantha looked toward Josh and yelled, "Hey, Joshy, light the fire!"

CHAPTER THREE

Josh's hands trembled as he tried to get the fire going, the realization of the situation overwhelming. Fooling around with his best friend's mom... fuck! He snuck a peek towards Nicole's car, where the two women were still standing and talking. What if they changed their minds? Oh, god, what a disappointment that would be. Why were they still standing there talking? No, this was too good to be true. Nicole wouldn't risk this. But, oh god, what if?

With the fire finally started, Josh stood there and waited in nervous anticipation, thousands of thoughts going through his mind. What if he was too nervous to get it up? What if he came before he even stuck it in? Would he get a blowjob? Oh lord, a blowjob. Would Nicole let him cum in her mouth like he'd fantasized many times? The thought of doing that made his dick as hard as a rock, and he forced himself to quit thinking about it because just the thought of it almost made him cum in his underwear.

Out of the corner of his eye, Josh noticed that Nicole was walking towards him, a serious look on her face. Oh fuck, this didn't look good. She would tell him they're leaving, he knew it. What a letdown.

"Josh..." Nicole stood facing him, a look void of any expression.

"Um, hi... hey Nicole."

"Josh, I've known you since you were seven. I've tucked you in at night and told you bedtime stories. You've crawled in my bed on numerous occasions after having a nightmare, and I've comforted you like a mother. I've cooked for you and took you places and treated you like my own son."

"Um, yes, yes, Nicole, you have." Shit, here it comes... disappointment.

"Josh, are you sure you want this? Be honest now."

What? Did he hear correctly? Be honest? Suddenly, the thought of getting a blowjob from her crossed his mind again.

"I told Samantha to wait by the car until you and me had this little talk, Josh. I've known you for a long time, and I want you to be honest with me. We don't have to do this if you're at all uncomfortable with the idea. After all, if we go there, everything will change from here on out."

Shit, she was trying to talk her way out of it. Think of something to say, quick. "Oh, um yeah, I... I want to. Um-hum."

Nicole stared at Josh for the longest, as if trying to come to terms with the idea if him wanting to partake in something like this.

"I'm old enough to be your mother, Josh, and I've always thought of you as my own son," she giggled, "You even called me Mom for the longest, do you remember that?"

"Um, yeah, Mom, I remember." Oh, fuck! He called her Mom. What an idiot! He almost had the opportunity of a lifetime and he had to say something stupid and fuck it up.

Nicole stared at him, her expression of near acceptance from moments earlier immediately changing to something else.

"What...?" Nicole asked, surprised.

"Um, I'm sorry, Mom..." Shit! He said it again. Idiot! "I mean, Nicole. Yes, I used to call you Mom, but now you're Nicole." Damn. This wasn't going well.

Nicole took a step toward Josh and stared him in the eye. She whispered, "Say it again, baby."

Say it again? Say what, he wondered. And suddenly, Josh realized that he hadn't screwed up. She... liked it.

"Mom..."

Nicole tilted her head, and her smile slowly grew from ear to ear. "Will you let me be Mom tonight, Josh?"

Josh chuckled nervously. His dick got so hard and had grown so big that he had to reach down and adjust himself. He looked at Nicole, and tried to be cool about the situation. "Yeah, Mom, I'd like that."

"Will you let me take care of you like a boy your age should be taken care of?"

Josh thought he might have cum in his pants. He looked down again to see if there was a wet spot on them. Oh, thank goodness not. And this was really going to happen. Shit! It was fuckin going to happen! Holy shit!

"You haven't answered me, Josh." She stepped closer and drew circles on his chest. "Do you need Mom to take care of you tonight?"

Damn, he hadn't jacked off in over a week, and he had such a big load built up that his ball sack hurt.

"Oh, yes, Mom. I need you so bad." Yes! Yes! Yes! He was going to pull this off.

"Mm, such a sweet boy. But, you know, you're a big boy now. Are you going to let Samantha help me take care of you?"

Josh could hardly contain his excitement. Oh, how the Gods had blessed him tonight. "Um, Yeah, um-hum. I'd like that, Mom."

Before Josh realized it, Nicole had her lips pressed to his, and he almost had a heart attack when her tongue pushed into his mouth.

CHAPTER FOUR

"Well, well. Starting the party without me, I see."

Nicole pulled away from Josh when Samantha walked up, and Josh could barely catch his breath.

"See, Joshy, what did I tell you? Aren't you glad you invited us to stay?"

Josh chuckled. Glad? This would be the best evening of his life, and he owed it all to Samantha. "Um, yeah, oh yeah." Damn, she was hot.

Samantha giggled. "Hey, Joshy, look what I have." She held up a small baggie and a pipe. "You smoke?"

"Um--"

Nicole said, "Knowing Josh like I do, he's probably never tried it." She turned to Josh. "Would you like to smoke weed with us, baby? It'll be okay. I'll take care of you."

Nicole was right. Josh had never even thought about trying weed. He'd turned it down before, but tonight, he wouldn't miss the chance for anything in the world. "Yeah, sure, I'll try it."

"Woo-hoo!" Samantha pulled up a camp chair by the fire and commenced to filling the bowl on the pipe. "Pull up a chair, guys. You're in for a treat. This is some good stuff."

Josh looked at Nicole, surprised. "You... smoke weed?"

She giggled. "On occasion, baby."

Samantha said, "On lots of occasions now since she's met me."

The three sat facing each other. With the pipe filled, Samantha put the flame to it and inhaled the smoke deep into her lungs before passing the contents to Josh. She held the smoke in for about three seconds before exhaling.

"Just like that, Joshy, that's how it's done."

Josh mimicked what Samantha had done. He tried to hold the smoke in for a few moments, but went into a coughing fit.

Samantha beat him on his back with her palm. "You okay, Joshy?"

"Yeah," he said, in between coughs, "I'll be fine. I think I sucked on it too hard."

Nicole and Samantha looked at one another and giggled. Nicole said, "Yep, I have the exact problem sometimes, and not just with this pipe."

The pipe went around the circle and came back to Josh. This time, he pulled on it slowly and was more successful than the last. The weed was starting to take effect on him, and he was feeling more confident by the second.

"So, um, Mom, are you and Samantha a thing?"

Samantha giggled, and said, "Oh, he calls you Mom. How cute. Well, Mom, shall we show him?"

The two women stood, and embraced in a sensual kiss. It really turned Josh on--tongues in mouths, moans, nipping at each other's necks. What an erotic show. Josh enjoyed it so much, he took two more hits from the pipe while he watched, and boy, did he feel it.

"Okay, you two. Stop already. Damn, you're fixing to make me cum in my pants from just watching you." Where the hell did those words come from, he wondered?

"Oh, poor baby," Nicole said. "Now, we wouldn't want you to do that, would we, Samantha?"

Samantha shook her head in quick little strokes. "Nope, we wouldn't. I can think of better places for you to cum than in your pants."

Oh god! Josh could hardly contain his excitement.

Nicole stepped to Josh, stooped down, and grabbed his cock. The sensation of his best friend's Mom grabbing his cock caused him to tremble.

"My goodness, baby. That thing's as hard as a brick. And, Oh my, it's huge!" She turned to Samantha. "Honey, help me get his pants down, quick. We have an emergency!"

Josh could not believe this was really happening, and was beyond elated as he watched the two women pull off his pants and underwear. His cock sprang free and hit Nicole in the face.

Nicole gasped. "Samantha, look at the size of that monster--and I think even his balls look swollen, poor baby. He needs some relief, and quick." She looked at Josh. "You want Mommy to make it feel better for you?"

"Oh, yes, yes, please. I've been waiting for this moment my whole life."

Nicole giggled. "You mean, this moment right here, baby, with me?"

Josh chuckled. "I think about it all the time."

"Aw, how sweet. You should have told me long ago. Now, ask Mommy nicely, like a good little boy."

"Mommy, could you PLEASE make it feel better? My dick is throbbing, and my balls are fixing to burst. I need you bad, Mommy." Fuck, he was doing it! He was playing along and even sounding cool about it. Oh, fuck, he was going to get his first blowjob, and by his best friend's mom!

"Okay baby, okay. Do you want to cum in Mommy's mouth or on her face?"

"In your mouth. I want to watch you swallow that cum like a little whore."

Josh couldn't believe he'd just said what he did and wished he hadn't said it. But Nicole only smiled as though she liked the comment, and then she did the unbelievable--she sucked the head of his cock into her mouth.

"Oh, fuck! Holy Jesus!" Josh threw his head back as he slouched in his chair, enjoying the best moments of his life thus far. For a long time, he had imagined what a blowjob would feel like, but nowhere in his wildest imagination did he ever think it would feel this good.

Samantha bent down and kissed him like she'd kissed Nicole earlier, deep-throating him with her tongue, and god, could that tongue ever work magic. Josh saw an opportunity and reached under Samantha's tank-top. His hands were soon on her titties, and he realized she wasn't even wearing a bra. He'd only felt titties once before in his life, but that was a long time ago. He squeezed and squeezed to his heart's content as he tried to control the eruption that was coming, wanting to make the moment last as long as he could. But then he felt Nicole take his whole dick in her mouth, and he gasped as he broke the kiss with Samantha.

"Oh fuck!" Josh looked down and saw that Nicole had swallowed his dick. He'd seen it happen on porn, but he never thought it would happen to him. "Oh god, I'm coming!"

Samantha said, "Suck that cock hard, honey. Suck that cum right out of him. Show him how it's done."

"Ahh, Fuck! Ahh!" Josh exploded in Nicole's mouth like a busted fire hydrant pouring out water on the street, and she sucked that cum down like her life depended on it. "Oh, motherfucker!" She did gag once, but she never let up.

Josh felt so much cum being sucked out of him, he thought that when this was over his ball sack would be shriveled like an old prune. "Ahh, fuck!"

After some time, Josh felt his dick shrink, and knew it was over. It came out of Nicole's mouth with a plop and landed on his stomach--upside down and dead. He slouched in his chair, his arms hanging at his sides, his head back and mouth open, basking in the afterglow.

Nicole swallowed once more before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. And then, something happened that got a laugh out of everybody--she burped.

CHAPTER FIVE

"Hey, Joshy, we're hungry. You have anything to eat?"

Her words sounded like a faraway voice in a dream. Josh was still enjoying heaven, slouched in his camp chair, arms dangling at his sides, feeling more satisfied than he'd ever felt in his life.

"We're starving, Joshy."

Josh slowly opened his eyes. The moon was full. The stars were bright and beautiful. What had been a roaring campfire earlier was now only embers. His pants and underwear lay at his side, his dick still flopped upside-down on his stomach, shrunken to the size of a caterpillar.

Josh picked up his head and looked around. When he saw the two women, his heart skipped a beat. Shit, it hadn't been a dream, it really happened. And then, it all came back to him. Holy shit, he thought, as he recalled what happened earlier. His dick transformed like the Incredible Hulk, growing to ten times its size, springing up and pointing at the north star, ready for action at a moment's notice.

Out of habit, Josh went to push up his glasses on the bridge of his nose. But his glasses were missing. He looked all around him, but didn't see them. And then, he realized the strangest thing--he could see perfectly without them. What the hell, he thought. Something had changed, and he didn't need his old glasses anymore. But he had more important things to worry about now. His women were hungry, and if he wanted to keep them happy, he needed to feed them.

Josh sprang out of his camp chair as though he'd seen a snake under it, pulled on his pants in a flash, took two steps forward and heard a crunch under his foot. He reached down and picked up the eyeglasses, broken at the bridge, one of the lenses cracked, the arms at odd angles. Realizing he didn't need them anymore for whatever reason, he tossed them in what remained of the fire.

Josh looked at the two women, scurrying about and looking for food. And in a voice that sounded too masculine to be his, he said, "You girls relax and smoke more weed. I'll fix you something to eat."

Josh had the fire blazing within minutes. The two women had found his sleeping bag and laid it open near the fire where they sat cross-legged, filling the bowl on the pipe and sneaking little smooches from each other. Josh loaded the roasting stick he'd packed with hotdogs and then stuck it in the flames.

Bright stars lined the night sky from one end to the other. Fat sizzled from the hotdogs before dropping into the flames. Nicole had Samantha on her back and nibbling at her neck. Josh watched the women play as he held the roasting stick between his knees and took a big hit on the pipe. What a wonderful evening, he thought. How could it get any better than this?

With three paper plates loaded with hotdogs on the bun and chips, Josh picked up two of them and offered them to the ladies. "Ladies, your food."

"Oh, thank you, Joshy."

"Ah, yes, such a good boy."

Josh sat in his camp chair, eating his third hotdog and watching the girls. Niclole caught him watching, and when she did, she took her last hotdog out of the bun and seductively licked all the mustard and ketchup off of it before deep-throating it and swallowing it whole. Josh's dick was at attention again like an army private upon seeing a five-star general.

"Come play with us, Joshy."

Josh didn't need to be asked twice. He stuffed the remainder of his hotdog in his mouth and dove in. Clothes flew off in all directions. And when Josh saw the size of Nicole's nipples, his dick swelled to the max.

"Oh, you like what you see, baby?" Nicole pinched her nipples and tugged on them, stretching them like a balloon. "Come, baby. Come to Mama."

Josh pounced for that tit like a cat pouncing for a mouse, latching on so tight you couldn't have pulled him off with a bulldozer.

"Oh! My god, baby, yes! Mommy likes it rough."

Josh felt Nicole's nipple swell to twice its size as he applied more suction. It felt hard and rubbery, like a large overcooked shrimp. Unable to resist himself, he bit that big thing.

"Ouch! Aw, fuck!"

Out the corner of his eye, he saw Samantha latch on to the other tit, and Nicole went wild.

"Oh my god, Fuck!"

Josh inhaled the scent of something, and even though it was unfamiliar, his male instincts recognized it in an instant, forcing him to unlatch from the tit. Oh, god, it was so arousing. He wasted no time spreading Nicole's legs, and when he first saw her twat, he was amazed. The lips on that thing were big and swollen, like she got Botox injections or something. And there was a dribble of creamy liquid oozing from her slit.

When Josh parted her lips, her clit sprung out, bigger that anything he'd ever seen on porn. It was at least as big as the tip of his pinky finger. And even though he had no experience, he'd memorized enough porn to know exactly how to get the job done. And he dove in.

CHAPTER SIX

It felt like an electric shock went through my body when Josh's mouth landed on my clit, except in a good way. Josh, the little boy I'd cared for as though he was my own, oh god. Doing this with him was so kinky, but fuck, it turned me on big time. I peeked down between my legs and saw that little boy from the past doing to me what I had dreamed so many times. My ass came off the sleeping bag, and my whole body stiffened.

I was already aroused from all the nipple stimulation. My nipples had always been sensitive, and sometimes I could cum just from playing with them. With Samantha's mouth latched on to one nipple, her fingers toying with the other, and young Josh's mouth on my clit, I knew I wouldn't last long. I inhaled slow, deep breaths, wanting to extend the experience as long as possible.

Where in the world had Josh learned to do what he was doing? It was like he was doing everything my sex craved and hitting all the right spots. I opened my eyes and tried to concentrate on the stars so I didn't cum too soon, but I'd already felt the buildup start deep within me and knew I couldn't hold it for too long.

"Oh god, you guys, that feels awesome."

For me, having a good release had taken lots of practice, patience, and concentration, and squirting was something I learned. It's a combination of relaxing the right muscles during orgasm, and being open and willing to let it go. The big debate had always been was it pee or something else. Yeah, if it came out in volumes and soaked your partner's face, it's mostly pee.

When my nerves started tingling, I knew I was close, and surrendered to it. The tingle started in my fingers and toes, slowly working its way up my limbs towards my sex.

"Oh fuck, it's coming."

I grabbed the backs of my knees and pulled them towards my chest, the idea of fully exposing myself like this making it all the more arousing for me. And just when I thought Josh couldn't do anything more perfect than what he was doing, he sucked my clit between his lips and flicked it rapidly with his tongue.

"Oh god! Suck Mommy's clit harder, baby... oh my god, yes! I'm coming!"

I felt the sensation moving rapidly towards my sex now, and I inhaled a slow deep breath and relaxed my muscles. This was going to be a good one.

I was breathing like a marathon runner, my head bobbing from side to side, and I felt my clit swell inside my young lover's mouth. I shouted vulgar obscenities and heard myself calling out to god, and then, I exploded.

My release came out of me with a fury like no other, and for a few moments I entered my secret place where great bliss and joy exists.

"Oh my god... Ahh fuck, that was good."

When my heavy breathing subsided, I opened my eyes and saw that poor Josh was soaked. I knew he would be, and thinking about doing it to him had made my release that much more arousing. But the poor boy looked stunned and confused, like he didn't know what happened to him.

"Baby, you did good. Come here, let Mommy clean you up."

He crawled up beside me and I grabbed Samantha's shirt to use as a towel. It was the closest thing in sight. I knew she had packed a couple of others and wouldn't care. She even took turns with me and helped clean Josh up.

"Holy shit!" The shock wore off and Josh finally spoke. "That was awesome!"

"You liked it when Mommy squirted on you like that, huh?"

"Liked it? I loved it."

"Mm, I knew you would." I didn't tell him what I really did was pee on him.

"I tried to swallow it all, but it was just too much."

"That's okay, baby, you did good, and I'm proud of you. You gave me the best orgasm I've ever had."

"I did?"

"You sure did, baby. Mommy's going to sleep really well tonight. I'm wore out. I'm going to get my stuff out the car and make my bed in the tent. You two have fun."

The three of us pulled our clothes on. I kissed them both goodnight before heading to the car for my things, and I winked at Samantha when Josh wasn't looking. I really wasn't all that tired, but I felt things between them would work out better without me to distract them.

CHAPTER SEVEN

"Well, Joshy, I guess it's just you and me."

He stared at my chest when he spoke with the curiosity of the young boy I remembered from so long ago. "Yeah, I guess so."

I giggled. "You know what? My shirt feels wet. Is it okay if I pull it off?"

"Oh yeah, yeah. Sure. Um-hum."

I pulled my shirt off and tossed it to the side. And when Joshy's eyes went as wide as saucers, I thought I might have jarred his memory. I took one of my breasts in each hand and kneaded them. "You like my little titties?"

He chuckled and continued staring at them. "Yeah, they're great."

I giggled. "They're not nearly as big as Nicole's."

"Yeah, but they're just perfect like they are."

"Aw, thank you, Joshy." The look on his face grew desperate. I remembered that look. "You can play with them if you want to." I didn't think he would turn that down, and he didn't. I laid on my back and let him fondle me to his heart's content. I hadn't been able to allow him this pleasure before, but now he was of age, and I was happy to let him do it. I felt so naughty doing this, being that I knew him briefly as a child, and for about a month, I was his mentor. I was a little disappointed that he hadn't remembered me yet, but, after all, he was only about ten or eleven then. But I felt strongly that before the evening was over, he would remember.

"That feels good, Joshy. If you feel like using your mouth on them, go right ahead. They're all yours tonight." He wasted no time, silly boy. I'd been calling him by the nickname I had given him back then, hoping that might help him remember, but so far, it hadn't.

"Ahh, sweetie, that feels great. You don't have to be so gentle. You can be a little rougher with them if you like... ahh, yeah, there you go, just like that."

When Nicole had come to pick me up and told me who it was that we were going to drop off the phone to, I immediately remembered the name, and I told Nicole what I remembered about him. I was so excited to see him again. I'd often thought about him over the years, wondered if he made it okay in life and what he was up to.

"Oh-oh... I think that left a mark. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Joshy, you can put hickeys all over them if you want. Actually, I'd like you to." Yeah, he was all about doing that.

I'd graduated high school in a city about three hours from Potterville, where Josh, Nicole, and her son currently lived, and now, it was my home as well. But my aunt lived there also, and every summer, she would come and get me to spend time with her. She was a teacher at the elementary school where Josh attended, and their school was still in session for about another couple of weeks. And it just so happened that they were in desperate need for a substitute teacher for fifth grade for the remainder of the year. So, my aunt talked to the principal, and I got the job.

"That feels wonderful, Joshy, but you don't have to be so gentle with me. I want to look down tomorrow and see those tits covered in bruises." And with that, he really applied the suction to them. "Oh, yes, there you go."

Josh was pretty much a loner back then, small and scrawny. I hadn't met Nicole's son back then because he had appendicitis and was home those last few weeks of school.

I remember Josh wore big, thick glasses and had braces on his teeth. I noticed immediately that the other kids picked on him. But I thought he was so cute, and took an immediate liking to him. By the end of my second day, he'd become my friend, and I made sure none of his classmates picked on him anymore. I'd quickly put a stop to that. And then one day during lunch recess, I was walking down the hall past the boy's bathroom, and I recognized Joshy's voice in there. He was crying, and kept screaming, "Stop!"

I had a flyswatter in my hand at the time because the flies were terrible that summer, and without thinking, I burst into that bathroom where I found three older boys beating up on Joshy. I know I shouldn't have, but I cornered those older boys and beat the living crap out of them with that flyswatter. The thought of getting into trouble for doing that never did cross my mind at the moment.

I took Joshy to my classroom, cleaned him up, and gave him a snack. He was so thankful that I had saved him. Instead of him having to ride the bus that day, I drove him home. His mother worked late, so I stayed with him for a while, and we talked. And so, for the few days that remained of that school year, I looked out for Joshy and paid special attention to him, and drove him home every day after school. We remained close even after school was out and hung out every day. I tried to be a big sister to him, taught him how to ride a bike and how to stand up for himself and defend himself against bigger kids. I took him to the park where I'd pitch a softball to him and let him practice batting. After he tired of doing that, we'd play catch.

And before I knew it, the time for me to go home had come. On my last day in Potterville, I went to tell Joshy goodbye, and it was a sad day for both of us. I had taken such a liking to him. I thought that summer would be my last time visiting my aunt for a while, and I'd probably never see Joshy again. "Ouch!"

Joshy's head popped up. "Did I hurt you?"

I giggled. "Not really. That bite just surprised me, I guess." I sat up.

"Oh crap!" Josh said, as he looked at the marks he'd put on me. "I didn't mean to put that many hickeys on you."

I looked down at my titties all covered in bruises and giggled. "It's okay, Joshy. I'll wear your artwork proudly." The expression on his face immediately changed, and he stared at me like he'd seen a ghost.

"What?" I asked.

"Angel... my god... is that you?"

CHAPTER EIGHT

"Joshy! You finally remembered me!" I was so delighted. My prayers had been answered, and my dream just might come true.

My birthname was Samantha Angel, and the kids at school had called me Ms. Angel, but during our private time, Joshy had started calling me Angel. He'd even told me that he thought I really was an angel, his angel.

"Holy shit! Angel! I can't believe this!"

Joshy's arms immediately went around my neck, and we hugged for a good minute.

"Aw, Angel, I never thought I'd see you again."

I giggled. "Well, here I am."

"Jesus! What an evening. This is unbelievable. I had such a big crush on you back then, and now look at you."

I giggled. "Yeah, look at me now, sitting here in front of you, topless."

He laughed. "And what a sight to treasure. You're still an angel."

"Hmm, a fallen angel, maybe."

He chuckled. "I've thought about you a lot over the years, Angel. I've never forgotten that day at school in the bathroom when you flogged the crap out of those boys for beating me up." He shook his head and chuckled again. "Johnny Paul ran out of there crying. And, holy shit, I'd forgotten about Jimmy Morris. I think he peed his pants. There was a wet spot on the front of them."

I giggled. "Did those boys leave you alone after that?"

"Leave me alone? They didn't even dare to look at me the following school year. And I wasn't scared of them anymore anyways. Not after you taught me how to fight."

"Well, good, I'm glad to hear it."

"So, when did you get back to Potterville?"

"About two weeks ago. I bought my aunt's old house. I'm going to fix it up."

"Angel, that's just awesome. So, when you first got to the campsite, did you recognize me then?"

"I knew it even before then, Joshy. When Nicole called and asked me if I wanted to ride with her to bring a phone to Jeremy's friend, she told me your name. So, I knew it then."

"So, why didn't you say anything?"

"Well, it's silly but, I guess I thought that if you remembered me on your own, that might be the sign I was looking for."

"What? What do you mean?"

I giggled. "Never mind. You remembered me, and that's all that matters for now. So, what jarred your memory?"

"It was when you said you'd wear my artwork proudly. You said the exact same thing back then when you let me draw that Superman emblem on your wrist with ink pens."

"Well, yeah, I had forgotten about that, but I remember now."

"All evening, I kept thinking you looked familiar, but I couldn't place you. You've changed a lot since then, especially with the tattoos and piercings, and Nicole calling you Samantha. But when you spoke that phrase, I remembered." He looked off into the darkness of the night. "I drew that on your wrist for you the day you came to tell me goodbye."

I nodded. "I remember. And I left it on my wrist for a whole week."

"And do you remember what happened after I drew that?"

"You asked to kiss me goodbye."

"And you let me! Damn, that made my day. I was one happy boy. But what really made me even happier was when I dared to ask you--"

I interrupted him. "You were a naughty boy, Joshy. You only asked to see them, but what did you do?"

He chuckled as though he was embarrassed. "I knew I took the chance of getting slapped, but I went for it anyway."

"Um-hum. I should have slapped you. You didn't tell anybody, did you?"

"Nope. I kept my promise and didn't tell anyone. Not even my best friend, Jeremy." He looked away for a few moments, in deep thought, before looking back at me. "But I have to ask you something, because I've wondered about it all these years. If I would have asked you to, would you have let me... go farther? Maybe... fool around, or even... have sex with you?"

"Oh, Joshy. I would think the answer would have been no. You were just a young boy then, come on. I would have had to live with doing that for the rest of my life, plus, that could have landed me in prison. No, definitely not. I wouldn't have risked it."

"Ahh, thank goodness. I always wondered if maybe, just maybe, I missed out on something I could have had."

"Well, you can rest easy knowing you didn't. You helped yourself to more than what I offered, anyway."

He laughed. "Oh, but I couldn't help myself." His laughter subsided, and a serious look came to his face. "Thanks for convincing Nicole to stay. This has been the best night of my life."

I giggled and shook my head. "Oh, Joshy, I suppose it's time for me to be honest about the matter. I didn't convince Nicole to stay. We had already talked about it on the way over. Actually, it was partially her idea."

"What?"

"Didn't you see her carry our sleeping bags to the tent? We did come prepared to spend the night."

"You mean, you two planned all this? Oh, Jesus, this is just too good. And I'm the happiest guy in the world now, but, why would you two come up with a plan like that?"

I giggled. "What do you want first? The answer to your question, or the explanation."

"The answer."

"Okay, Joshy." The moment had come. I smiled at him tenderly and ran my hand across his cheek. "I've always loved kids and want one of my own, and if you're willing, I'd like you to be the father."

CHAPTER NINE

"Joshy, are you okay?"

"Wh... what did you say?"

"I said, I'd like you to be the father of my baby, if you're willing."

"Holy shit!" He looked up, as if looking toward the heavens. "Thank you! Thank you!"

I giggled. "I take that as meaning yes?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" And then his smile vanished. "But, why me?"

"Well, Joshy, you see, I've never been into guys. I was born that way, I suppose. I've been wanting a baby for a while now, but it couldn't be with just anybody. It would have to be someone I cared about, someone who I knew I would enjoy procreating with. But I was starting to think I would never find that person. And then, when Nicole mentioned your name, I remembered our short time together, and I knew you were the man I wanted to be the father of my baby."

"Holy shit! Really?"

I nodded. "Really. And so, we came up with this plan. But I did convince Nicole to help me make sure you had a really wonderful evening, although it didn't take much convincing." I giggled. "She came up with playing Mom and son on her own."

"And Nicole is really okay with you having a baby and everything?"

"Yeah, she is. I've only known her a few weeks, but the moment I met her, I felt something I'd never felt before, and I knew she was the one for me. Just like I know you're the only one I'd want to be the father of my baby. And maybe even babies, who knows?"

"I'm dreaming, aren't I? This is just a damn dream, and I'm going to wake up at any minute."

I took his hand in mine, then leaned over and kissed him passionately. "Did that feel like a dream, Joshy?"

"Heck no! That was the real deal."

"Yes, it was."

"So, you're here to stay this time?"

"Yep."

"Aw, that's great." He looked off into the night once more before looking at me. "So, what happens after you get... pregnant?"

"Well, Joshy, I'll be a mom and raise our baby. I have my own money, so that won't be a concern. And you can choose to be in its life as much or as little as you want. It's up to you."

"Okay, but what I mean is, what's going to happen with me and you?"

I smiled, then kissed him again. And then I took his hand and put it on my breast and stared into his eyes. "A lot more of this, I hope."

I could tell he understood what I meant when his eyes grew wide.

"For how long?"

I smiled. "As far as I'm concerned, forever."

"But, what about Nicole?"

"Two women are better than one, isn't that true? I'm sure a young stud like yourself can handle that."

"Hell yeah!" His smile soon faded. "Shit, Jeremy."

"Yeah, I know, Nicole hasn't found a way to tell him about us yet. And now, you're in the picture, so that creates an even bigger problem. Maybe you could talk to Jeremy about all this later since he's your friend, but we'll talk more about that tomorrow."

"Yeah, Okay." Joshy looked at me, and I knew the next question he would ask before he even spoke it. "So, when did you want to start trying to, um­--"

I interrupted him with a kiss, then said, "How about right now?"

CHAPTER TEN

I didn't know why I had this thing for Joshy. It was strange indeed. Maybe because he needed me or maybe I needed him. Or maybe we both needed each other, and it was meant to be.

"Joshy," I said, as I grabbed the hem of his shirt, "I have something I need to tell you." I could tell he was nervous, and, even though I didn't show it, so was I.

"What is it?"

I pulled his shirt off, tossed it aside, and looked him in the eye. "I've never had sex with a guy before."

That really surprised him. "No kidding?"

I shook my head. "I've had my chances many times, but, like I said, guys never appealed to me. Until now. And I'm both excited and nervous about that fact."

"Yeah, I'm excited and nervous too."

I got on my knees, unbuttoned his jeans, and tugged them down. He stepped out of them, and I tossed them aside. I could see through his underwear how excited he was. I stood and faced him. "I want you to know that throughout my adult life, the idea of a guy coming inside me was disgusting. But it's different with you. I... crave it, Joshy."

"Oh, god. I crave it too. So bad."

I met his lips and kissed him passionately again, working the magic with my tongue that I've been told by my lesbian lovers I'm so good at doing. And when he moaned in my mouth, I knew I was doing something right. I decided to try something that most of the women I've been with loved. I passed saliva from my mouth to his, and he moaned louder this time, and I knew he liked it, so I gave him more, and he went absolutely wild for a few seconds, but he soon pulled away.

"Oh my god!" he said in between heavy breaths, "That was as sexy as hell. I didn't want to stop, but I had too. One more time, and I would have exploded."

"I have somewhere better you can explode. It's warm and wet and ready and waiting for you."

"Oh, yeah, yeah!"

I got to my knees again, and started to pull down his underwear, and his cock sprang free. "Boy, that thing's big, Joshy. Oh, look, you're already leaking." I stuck out my tongue, and with only the tip, licked off the drop. I didn't want to get him overly excited. I pulled his underwear the rest of the way down, and he kicked them off.

"Joshy, will you do something for me first, before we have sex? Something that I know will help me relax and calm my nerves?"

"Anything, what?"

I stood, and whispered in his ear. "Will you eat my kitty?"

His grin stretched from ear to ear as he slowly nodded, a ravenous look in his eyes.

"You'll be the first guy down there." I stared into his hungry eyes for a moment before I kissed him, and then, after pulling off the rest of my clothes, I laid on my back, grabbed my ankles, and spread my feet apart.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Josh quickly dropped to his knees and placed his hands on Angel's thighs. Her pussy was perfect, he thought, just like the rest of her. It didn't look stretched and worn out, like the ones on porn did, especially the kind that he'd seen guys stick their whole hand in, past the wrist.

Unable to resist himself, Josh parted her lips with his index finger, and slowly pushed it in. Oh, was she ever tight. He didn't know if his dick would even fit up in there. He pushed his finger in and out a few times, and that got a moan out of her. Josh looked at her, and saw that she had her eyes closed. He bought his finger to his nose and inhaled her scent, and when he did, his dick jumped up and hit his stomach. His mouth was on that pussy quicker than lightning, and he went to work.

"Oh, Joshy, my god, that feels so good, baby."

With his confidence high from his experience with Nicole earlier, he was pretty sure he could get her to cum. It took a little exploring, but he found her clit hiding in its little hole, and he started working his magic that he'd learned from all those hours of watching porn.

"Ahh. Oh God!"

Josh already had her squirming, and not wanting her to cum too soon, he backed off the clit and started eating her out. He managed to work his tongue inside her tight little hole, and he pushed it in as far as it would go.

Angel inhaled a loud, deep breath before exhaling a moan of pleasure.

He wanted to do something special for her; something that maybe she'd never tried, and she would enjoy. After all, he owed this whole wonderful evening to her. Josh knew just the thing. He put his hands under her butt, lifted her rear end off of the sleeping bag slightly, spread her cheeks, and clamped his lips down onto her butthole. And she went wild.

"Oh my god! Oh, fuck, Joshy, that is so kinky. No one's ever done that to me before."

Her words encouraged him even more, and he went to work on that thing with his tongue, licking and prodding.

"Oh god, that feel so, so good. Don't stop, please don't."

So, Josh continued. And after a while, even though he didn't think it would work, he tried pushing in his tongue. It took him several attempts, but finally, he pushed it through the gate.

"OH MY GOD! Aw fuck, that's so dirty and kinky, but I love it. Oh, it feels so good, baby. I could let you do that all night."

Josh would have loved to continue doing that all night for her if he could. But after a while of doing it, his tongue started to get tired and worn out. And he needed what little strength it had left for more important work.

Josh pulled his tongue out of her bum and dove into the pussy, in search of the clit. And it wasn't hiding in its little hole anymore. He found it standing tall and ready to play. Josh started licking on that thing like a kitty lapping warm milk, and he knew he'd found just the right spot when Angel started trembling.

"Aw, fuck, Joshy. Aw, fuck, you're going to make me cum!"

Josh worked on that thing with determination, intending on giving her the best orgasm of her life. In a few short moments, she was breathing so hard that, if Josh wouldn't have known better, he would think she'd just run from a grizzly bear. Her hips started jerking, and her clit got as big and hard as a gummy bear.

"OH FUCK! OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OF FUCK!"

Josh tried to keep his mouth on the clit, but with her jerking like she was, that pussy was all over his face. She started making strange sounds. And unexpectedly, she clamped her legs around his neck and started fucking his face like he was her little whore.

"I'm coming, I'm coming! Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!"

Josh did his best to keep up with her, but this was like riding a bucking bull. And finally, with a blood-curling scream, she exploded. A thick, gooey substance came out of her, tasting sweet like fine honey. But its scent held the promise of a fertile womb in desperate need of his seed.

The moment Josh swallowed her offering down his throat, something about him changed. His dick got harder than it had ever been before. His balls swelled to the brink of explosion. His perception of things was different, and he had one goal in mind now--he was going to fuck the hell out of his fallen angel and give her what she wanted.

CHAPTER TWELVE

I was breathing hard and trying to catch my breath, recovering from the best orgasm I've ever had. I pushed Joshy's head up when I couldn't take his tongue anymore, and I gasped when I saw his face. It looked like something out of a porn flick, his face covered in cum, and then I realized I'd did that to him.

He wiped his face with the back of his hand before looking at me, and that's when I saw the look in his eyes--wild and turbulent. He started to crawl on top of me, and I saw his cock, and I gasped at the sight of it. Even in the dim light cast by the flickering flames, it looked almost twice as big as it had before, and I got a little scared at the thought of that thing pushing its way into me. Up until now, the most I've had was two girl fingers in me, and that cock looked like it could rip me in half.

"Joshy, take it easy, baby. Remember, this is my first time with a guy, okay?"

I didn't think he'd registered a word I said. I felt something warm drip on my leg, and realized his cock was already leaking cum. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and tried to prepare myself for what I knew would be a wild ride.

I felt the monster at my entrance as Joshy tried to push it in, stretching me to the point of it being painful. I inhaled a deep breath through gritted teeth and beat my fist on the ground as the pain got almost unbearable. But I wanted this baby more than anything, and no amount of pain could deter me from my mission.

"Come on, Joshy, push it up in there, you can do it."

Joshy's attempts had me screaming with each thrust of his cock. But even with his great determination, he couldn't push it in. It was just too big. And then he did something that I didn't expect. He grabbed me by the ankles and pushed my feet down to the ground, my ass sticking up in the air. Face to face with me now, I looked into his eyes, and saw determination and persistence.

"Joshy, no matter how much I scream, you push that big cock into me. Spray that cum in my womb, Joshy. Put your baby in me. Ram it up in there if you have to, I don't care. Just do it, Joshy. Do it now."

I heard him grunt like a madman as the monster penetrated my entrance, and I screamed bloody murder as I dug my nails into his back. I felt him pull back slightly, and then, he rammed me like a three-hundred-pound linebacker. I beat at his sides with my fists as I screamed into the night, the pain almost too much to bear. And with one final push, I felt him bottom out deep within me where he exploded with a sinister howl, and I fainted.

It was like I was inside myself and watching everything happen, thousands and thousands of little sperm swimming inside me. Some were swimming in circles, not knowing which way to go. Some swam a short distance and then turned around and headed back for the entrance. Some just lay there, flopping like fish out of water. But the ones who had it figured out were in a race for the finish line. There was this little fat one in last place, giving it all he had. I felt sorry for the little fella, because I knew he'd never make it. The one in first place was long and skinny with the agility of a marathon runner. But there was this one about middle way who probably wasn't the quickest naturally, but I could tell he had great determination about him, and he was my favorite, and I found myself rooting for him.

"Come on little fella, you can do it! Go! Go! Go! Hurry!"

And with my cheering him on the way I did, he picked up pace, and one by one, he passed the others, and was soon neck to neck with the long, skinny front runner.

"Come on, faster! Move your ass, little fella! You're almost there!"

And the little guy gave it everything he had, passing the long, skinny one and breaking through the finish line. And when he jumped in, I felt the greatest sense of bliss and peace I'd ever felt in my whole life.

I heard my name being called, but it was like a whisper in the wind... Samantha... Samantha... Samantha.

Someone was shaking me as I slowly regained consciousness. "Samantha!" Nicole screamed. "My god! Are you alright?" Her face was only inches from mine, and she looked scared.

"Oh, Angel," Joshy said, "I'm so sorry. I got carried away. I didn't mean to hurt you." He was next to Nicole, stark naked, a worried look on his face.

"You didn't hurt me, Joshy. I'm fine."

I managed to pull myself up to a sitting position. There was sticky cum all over my thighs and a puddle on the sleeping bag. Poor little guys, I thought. I felt like I had known each one personally. I ran a hand through my slit, thinking surely there'd be blood, but there wasn't.

"Samantha," Nicole said, "are you sure you're alright? You were on your back, passed out and trembling for at least five minutes."

"Yeah, Yeah, I'm fine." As I alternating my gaze between Nicole and Joshy, I realized just how much they cared about me.

"Hey, guys, guess what?"

"What?" they both asked.

"I'm pregnant."

"Oh, honey, you don't know that yet," Nicole said.

"But I do know it." I looked at Joshy. "Did you hear me, Joshy? I'm pregnant."

They looked at one another as though I'd lost my mind. "Come on, Samantha," Nicole said, "Come inside the tent. It's getting cold out here."

I know they hadn't believed me when I told them I was pregnant, but that was okay. I knew without a doubt that I was. I started to get up, but felt a sharp stinging pain in my sex, and fell right back on my butt. "Ouch!"

"Angel, what's wrong?" Josh asked.

I sat face to face with his cock, now soft and staring at the ground. I grabbed hold of it and tugged on it. "That's what's wrong. I probably won't be able to walk for three days, thanks to that monster."

Joshy helped me walk to the tent while Nicole gathered our stuff. With us settled in and cuddling, Joshy in between me and Nicole, Nicole asked, "So, Josh, how does it feel to be laying here between us?"

Josh chuckled. "Well, I hope this is only the first of many evenings like this to follow. And I feel like the luckiest guy in the world. But, I'm tired now, and I'm going to sleep. It's been one hell of an evening."

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Jeremy had been on the road since five a. m. He'd left his father's house as soon as his aunt had shown up. He'd called her last night and told her his situation, and she had come over as soon as she could.

Jeremy had called Josh's phone numerous times with no response. He'd called his mother's phone numerous times with no response from her either. Finally, he'd called Josh's mother to see if Josh had made it home, but he hadn't. Jeremy's call to her had left her terribly worried about her son, and she'd begged Jeremy to try and find him.

Jeremy figured his mother was probably out with her new friend, and had forgotten all about taking Josh his phone and giving him the message. He figured with Josh not at home, he had camped alone.

How careless of his mother, he thought. It seemed like these days she cared more about her little lesbian lover than anything else. Although his mother hadn't told him what the two of them were up to, he'd figured it out. All the signs were there. Josh didn't care about what they did, but he was going to confront his mother about it today. Maybe if she opened up about it, then that hot little babe would start hanging around the house more. Oh, how Jeremy would love to get just one chance to fuck that hot little lesbian. Just thinking about it made him so hard, he had to reach inside his pants and adjust his cock to a more comfortable position.

Jeremy approached the campsite a little after seven a. m. Hoping to see Josh's car there when he got close enough, Jeremy was surprised to see not only Josh's car, but also, his mother's. What the fuck, he thought. She wouldn't have stayed and camped with Josh, would she?

Jeremy remembered she'd been having problems with the starter on her car, and thought maybe it wouldn't start and her girlfriend had come to pick her up. With no room to park near the campsite itself, Jeremy pulled off the side of the road and parked there. As he approached the tent, he stopped dead in his tracks when he heard moaning coming from inside.

"Ahh. Oh, Joshy, fuck, that feels so good."

Jeremy's eyes went wide at what he'd heard. Joshy? The little prick had a babe in there. Sonofabitch! He crept closer.

"Oh, Joshy, yeah, right there, that's the spot. Eat that pussy you plowed last night. Oh, god you're going to make me cum all over your face."

Eat that pussy you plowed last night? That lucky little fucker, Jeremy thought. He wondered how Josh had met her?

A few moments later, Jeremy heard the girl scream out with such intensity that if he hadn't known any better, he would have thought someone was trying to kill her. And the vulgarities that followed the screams would make even a sailor blush.

Jeremy was fixing to cum in his pants. He pulled out his cock and went to work on it.

"Oh, fuck, Joshy, that was good. Oh, god. Oh, yeah, lick that pussy, baby, lick it all up."

That fucking little prick. What a lucky little bastard. Oh, but listening to this was so hot. Jeremy stroked himself faster. And then he heard Josh's voice.

"Oh, fuck, that was so intense, the way that pussy exploded all over my face. My dick wants in there now."

Oh, fuck, Jeremy was fixing to cum. He stroked himself even harder.

"Oh, Joshy, I'm sorry, but my kitty's still sore from last night. I can barely walk this morning, baby."

And then, Jeremy heard another female's voice inside the tent. What the fuck? He wondered. Two babes, the little fucker had two babes in there?

"You bad boy, wanting to give her all the attention. Is that how it's going to be? You come here and stick that thing up in me. Spray that cum deep inside Mommy."

Jeremy saw the whole tent start shaking as moans and groans came from the inside. Jeremy couldn't take it anymore, and he was on the brink of exploding. But out the corner of his eye, he caught sight of his mother's car again, and immediately recognized the voice of the other female inside the tent.

Jeremy's cock deflated like a balloon, and quickly shrunk to the size of a Vienna sausage. His ears started ringing and his vision got blurry. He was dizzy, and had to hang on to a tree for support. The moans and groans coming from the tent that had sounded so erotic moments earlier now sounded like something out of a horror movie.

After a few minutes passed, Jeremy regained control of himself. That fucking little prick, he thought. He was in there fucking his mom. That was it. He was going in.

Jeremy rounded the front of the tent, unzipped the door quietly, and gently pushed it open, the sight before him a ghastly nightmare.

"Oh, that feels good. Yeah, clean my dick for me, Mommy. That tongue feels wonderful. Swallow my dick down your throat like you did last night. Oh, shit. I think I'm going to cum again."

Jeremy's mother was on all fours, with Josh fucking her in the mouth. And her little lesbian slut was behind his mother, feasting on his mother's pussy like a hungry dog feasting on a T-bone steak. Up until now, Jeremy had not known the scent of sex. But it was something he'd never forget. And they were so enthralled in what they were doing that they hadn't even noticed him standing there. He couldn't take it anymore.

"What the fuck!" Jeremy shouted.

The three naked bodies inside the tent froze stiffer than a snowman's pecker in Alaska.

Jeremy had intended on going in there and kicking Josh's ass. But the sight before him was so disturbing, he slowly shook his head and walked away.

Inside the tent, the three pulled on their clothes faster than a preacher late for Sunday service. Josh said, "I'll go talk to him."

Josh found Jeremy sitting at the picnic table, elbows on his knees, head in his hands. He sat next to him, not sure of what to say.

Jeremy picked up his head and looked at Josh. "What the fuck, man! Fucking my mom! You lowlife fucking bastard!"

"Jeremy, take it easy, and let me explain."

"Dude, it requires no explanation, you sick bastard."

"Jeremy, calm down. I think I can explain."

Josh told Jeremy the whole story, starting from the beginning. He was honest about everything that happened.

"Now, bro, now that you know how it happened, what if you were in my shoes, and I had a hot mom who had a hot lesbian lover who had the hots for me? What would you do? Be honest."

Jeremy stared off in the distance for the longest, the pissed off look on his face unchanged. After what seemed like five minutes, he slowly turned to stare at Josh, Jermey's frown fading into a little smile. "You luck little fucker. You fucking lucky little douche bag prick. You perverted little shit."

Josh said, "I agree. I'm everything you called me."

"And wipe that shit-eating grin off your face, I'm not done with you yet, fucking little lucky prick. Dude, do you realize how lucky you are? I'd give my left nut for just one shot at that little lesbian in there. Oh, god, you lucky bastard."

Josh chuckled. He turned and stared at the tent before looking back at Jeremy. "You'd give your left nut, huh?"

"You damn right, I would."

Josh scratched his chin. What would be the harm of giving Jeremy his one shot with Angel? He knew that if he was in Jeremy's shoes, he'd want the same thing.

"Bro, listen, um..." And suddenly, Josh remembered what Angel had said about the idea of being with any other guy but him.

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Um, you might as well forget about that, bro. She'll never go for it. She's mine."