Dude, You Slept With My Mom?! Ch.31

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(Bucket-List Progress: Week 25 - 55/104 = 52.88%)

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~~~ Quick Recap:

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* Maggie's son, Brian, is recovering at home (for 6 weeks) after having a brush with a moving vehicle. Sam spilled all of the details of what he and the gang are up to - because Brian would eventually figure it out anyway. He's done with college and has expressed an interest in joining the landscaping crew.

* Alissa is interested in Brian but moving slowly. Brian seems interested in Alissa but is still easing into the group. The teasing between Alissa and Sam is sometimes worse around Brian (though not necessarily intentional) - mostly because of Alissa's nervousness about messing up what she says that she wants with Maggie's son - a long-term relationship.

* Maggie and the others got a 5% raise from Reynolds when he realized that the girls were doing after-hours work to keep projects moving forward without delay - while still working on the jobs during the day. He agreed to a second spa-day for the girls as retroactive compensation for Emily's work to-date.

* Emily, April, and Sam ran into one of Sam's moms during a job and are negotiating for her services as a stylist to help keep Sam from being so easily-identified. Sam's former teacher, Sarah Thompson, is also trading services - counter-rumors in exchange for sex. The girls haven't been introduced to her yet but had a terrific time with Jennifer Ward (the stylist).

* Halloween is quickly approaching and the team has decided to have a costume party - with the theme of "The Avengers". (Brian *thought* it would be safe...) Turns out Alissa and Emily are both comic-book nerds. Emily found a Scarlet Witch costume for Maggie that may not be Brian-approved.

* April is planning a holiday getaway (for the whole gang) to "a beach" between Christmas and New Year's. She's living rent-free with Emily and Sam and wants to give back a little.

* When we last left Sam, Emily, and April, they were in bed with the hair stylist - at her place: "We ended with Jennifer in the middle with the girls cuddled around her. I slept behind April. She snickered as she reached between her thighs, grabbed my cock, and nestled it into her gap - giving it a snug place to rest."

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~~~ Week 25 - Thursday ~~~

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Our alarms went off far earlier than any of us wanted. Jennifer Ward got up along with us, grabbing clean towels and things for us to jump in the shower. Of course, we pulled her right in with us. We kept things moving but we managed to sneak in a little grab-ass and some lusty kisses that had us far more bright-eyed than the spray of the shower.

We made a quick stop at home to change our clothes and then raced to the nursery to meet Alissa to grab the things we needed to start the Cline job. Brian was sitting in the truck.

"What the fuck, Alissa?!" Emily gasped.

"He wanted to see," she insisted.

He smiled and waved - a little nervous that he was getting the flaxen-hair beauty yelled at.

"Maggie said she'd run over and get him when she heads into the office," Alissa explained.

Emily huffed at her, shot a look at Brian, and then pulled out her lists for what we'd need for the day. She began rattling off orders for each of us.

Trees, shrubs, paving stones, mulch, and dirt went to Alissa's truck. Everything else went to mine.

Alissa, April, and I scurried off to grab the items as Emily quickly moved down the list.

"Load up," she called out, when we had everything.

She climbed in with Alissa - forcing Brian to scoot to the center. He looked at me like he was worried about how much trouble he was in. I couldn't help but laugh.

April squeezed against my side and pulled on her belt. She navigated and I followed her directions to get to the job-site.

"You like Jennifer Ward?" I asked her, already knowing the answer.

She saw the grin on my face and shook her head at me.

"Is it that obvious?" she asked.

"You were practically drooling the whole night - begging to get your mouth on her."

"She's so fucking sexy! I adore her hair," the blonde purred.

"I think we should see if we can get her to do more than just mine...," I told the cute photographer.

"Oh, fuck yes! I'll get Emily to buy-in. I had so much fun last night! How is she divorced?" she asked.

"No clue," I told her. "My only guess is that he thought the grass was greener..."

"She was so sweet...," April said. "I enjoyed the gloryhole thing more than I expected but I much preferred getting her onto the bed."

Me too," I agreed.

We arrived at the Cline residence and Emily bailed out of Alissa's truck and took up her position as director of the symphony. Brian got out of the vehicle and went to watch over her shoulder as she looked at what each of us were pulling from the trucks and sending us to where the items would be used.

Maggie pulled up shortly before 8 o'clock to retrieve her son. We all gave him a wave as the two of them pulled away. As soon as they were gone, we converged on Emily - the taskmaster.

She turned to Alissa.

"Don't let him move too quickly," she told her.

Alissa nodded.

"I know he's losing his mind. We could really use him on the team. That being said, we need him at 100% as soon as possible when he starts. If we start him and he suddenly pulls a hammy or something..."

"I know...," Alissa said quietly.

"I'm not riding your ass," Emily said. "Use me and Sam as the bad guys if you feel like you're having to give in - or tell his mom."

"You know how hideous that sounds, right?" Alissa asked her.

"Yeah," Emily said, nodding. "Just use me and Sam, then."

"I think Maggie's watching already," April offered.

Alissa nodded and said, "She is. She was after me too."

"Don't let him cause friction between you and Maggie...," Emily told her.

"Yeah, that's my job - causing friction between you and other hot females...," I told her.

"Shut it, man-whore," she said, grinning in spite of herself.

I put my hands in the center of the group - one on top of the other.

"On three... Go Wildcats!," I said. "One... two...."

Emily hip-checked me.

"Get your ass to work...," she growled.

"You're no fun...," I mock-complained.

The other two just laughed and started walking away.

"Pictures!" I called to April.

"Shit!" she gasped, taking off at a run for the truck.

Emily laughed and headed to retrieve the client for the walk-through.

I started moving my stuff around my starting work-area - visualizing what my tasks were for the day - and the order they'd need to be completed in.

Soon, Emily came around with a middle-aged woman who looked like she was getting ready to head to a horse show somewhere. I shook her hand when she offered.

"This your heavy-lifter?" she asked Emily.

"Nah," I said. "That's Alissa. I'm mostly lightwork."

She grinned at me and then shook Alissa's hand.

"Well," she said, eyeing the former prostitute. "That's quite a handshake, little miss."

"Thanks," Alissa said, blushing.

"And, here, I thought the strapping young man was kidding... Looks like I was only half-right."

She turned to Emily.

"I need to run," she said. "You obviously know what you're doing or I wouldn't have so many people calling me to trade for my spot in the queue. I'll get out of your way and let you get to it."

With that, she and Emily walked away and I got busy.

"Water break!" the taskmaster yelled sometime later.

I stood to my feet, tracked down my water bottle, took a long draw on it - and then another - and then got back to my tasks.

Before I knew it, she was hollering for us to break for lunch.

"You get any action pictures?" I asked April.

"Yeah," she answered, shaking her head. "Didn't you see me?"

"Guess not...," I replied.

She hip-checked me and ran for Alissa's truck. I climbed in behind her. Emily scowled at me from the passenger seat of my vehicle - signing to me that I had the keys. The girls laughed at me when I pretended like I didn't know what she was trying to tell me.

She was less than tickled by the time I climbed into the truck with her.

"You're not funny," she seethed.

I started to come back with a smart remark but the look on her face told me that Betty White needed a Snickers and I needed to get her to the diner without any further delays.

She was better after she pushed her empty plate away and then drained the rest of her glass of soda.

"Refills?" the waitress asked.

"Not me," I said.

The others shook their heads as well.

"See you kids," she said. "Thanks for coming in."

I handed her the tip, paid the bill, and headed back to the truck.

The afternoon went just as quickly as the morning had and - before I knew it - Emily was telling me to grab my things and head for the truck.

The client came over as I was grabbing my things.

She looked over our progress, nodded, and then sent us off with a wave.

I got home, showered, and came out to find a nice outfit laid out on the bed for me.

"Mission?" I asked Emily.

"You're taking Susan Hall to dinner," she said. "April and I are going to Maggie's. I assume Susan will want a little quality time with you. You can bring her here."

"Gotcha," I said.

"She might have an easier time getting in and out of the truck," Emily suggested. "I wouldn't bother trading for the Corolla."

I nodded and started getting dressed. She and April came and got kisses from me and then left in April's Civic.

I got into the truck and drove to Mrs. Hall's house. She met me at the front door. I took her hand and helped her down the step, closing the door behind her and checking to make sure it was locked.

"Emily wanted to tag along," she said.

My head spun around. She was grinning.

"Got you," she teased.

"How...?" I asked.

"I felt your whole body shift when you jerked your head around," she said.

I glanced down and realized that she was holding my hand.

"You're wicked," I told her.

"I hope you'll be just as wicked later...," she countered.

"I'm looking forward to it," I told her.

Her hand found my chin and she pulled me down for a kiss.

I worried that her daughter might peek out from the curtains and catch me making out with her mother.

"She's not here...," Susan told me. "I wouldn't risk spoiling my chance to continue these little trysts."

After discussing our options, Mrs. Hall was interested in going to the noodle place. I had the glasses on. I grinned to myself, thinking about how much shit I was going to get from the girls later.

We arrived at the restaurant and were quickly seated. The crowd seemed light for a Thursday night. The fact that there were only two of us helped as well.

I discussed appetizers with my date. She said that she would like to try both the sushi rolls and the crab rangoons. Once we had our drinks and had placed our orders, I wrote our table number and names on our slips of paper and then helped my companion towards the raw food bar.

As we went down the line, I listed off the options for the various ingredients that she could add to her bowl. Once we had the noodles, veggies, and protein selected, I started going over the various sauce choices.

"Just give me whatever you usually get," she said finally.

"I've been getting Szechwan," I told her. "It has a bit of bite to it - but it's also fairly sweet."

"It sounds like you're describing me," she teased.

I laughed and said, "I think you're right, gorgeous."

She leaned close and whispered, "If I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to get into my panties, talking like that..."

The Asian guy taking our bowls overheard her. I nearly pissed myself, watching his reaction.

I got her back to the table and sat her down and then took my seat.

"Was he shocked?" she asked.

"How do you do that?!" I gasped quietly.

"When you've been blind as long as I have, you have almost a sixth sense...," she said, grinning.

The appetizers arrived. She'd had crab rangoons before and chose to try the sweet potato sushi rolls first.

"These are quite good," she said. "I had no clue what to expect but the textures and flavors are delightful."

"Pretty much everybody enjoys them," I told her.

"There's another treat that I enjoy the texture and flavor of...," she whispered suggestively.

I felt my cheeks darken from her teasing. Her fingers found mine and she squeezed them.

Our food arrived and I cautioned her that it was going to be extremely hot - at least initially.

She asked me to help her drape napkins over her outfit - to keep from spoiling her clothes if any of the food items tumbled from her chopsticks.

She was far more talented with the foreign utensils than I was. I caught myself staring at her as she ate.

"Am I doing it wrong?" she asked.

"You... you're so fucking good at that and..."

"... and I'm blind? Maybe it helps to be blind."

I shook my head and grinned at the way she seemed to see through me like I was transparent. I laughed when I realized how odd that phrasing sounded - in light of her condition.

As the two of us worked on our meals, she caught me up on the current status of our investments. She informed me that Maggie and April had conversed with her and the blonde photographer was now setting aside a good portion of her earnings in the same way that Emily and I were doing.

Susan ate about half of her food and we boxed the rest up to go home. I finished mine.

I paid the waiter and then I collected her box and hooked her arm through mine.

I guided her to the truck and helped her get seated. She claimed a kiss before she released me. I belted her in and then closed the door and went and hopped in.

"Are we going to Maggie's?" she asked me.

For the next few minutes, I caught her up on the situation at Maggie's house - and then the status of the various relationships. I also told her about the teacher and the stylist.

"I think those are both good ideas," she said. "I had grown worried, of late, that word would get out. We've done what we can to minimize the collateral... effects... but those things will help."

I pulled to the back of the house, parked the truck, and then helped her get inside.

The sexy blind MILF got undressed, set her clothes in a pile on the floor, and climbed onto the bed. She lay on her back, waiting for me.

My eyes roamed over her petite frame and her highly appealing assets as I rid myself of my clothing.

"You don't know how sexy you make me feel - hearing your breathing thicken as you look at me," she purred. I wish I could bottle that. I'd be a millionaire."

"You already look like a million bucks," I told her without hesitation.

Her smile was gorgeous.

I climbed onto the bed and stood above her on my hands and knees. I lowered my lips until they touched hers. She cupped my face in her hands and kissed me softly - and then again.

"As much as I love this," she purred. "I want a different part of your body on my lips - or rather between them."

"Are you sure?" I asked her.

"Am I ever unsure?" she shot back.

I laughed and shook my head at her.

"Get your mouth on my sex and bring yours to my lips," she ordered. "I've been dying to see if I can take that monstrous cock of yours in another hole."

My penis was almost immediately as stiff as a flagpole. I spun - end to end - and she caught my dick in her hand as it swung past her face. She pushed the skin back and kissed the tip. The end of her tongue touched it - and then swirled around it - and then her whole tongue spun around the head of my penis - stimulating every edge and side of it. I groaned with feral need.

She spread her legs - inviting me to reciprocate. Her pussy was bare. I leaned down, put my shoulders through her legs, and grabbed the rounded cheeks of her ass in my hands. Her legs went around my ribs and she raised her pelvis off of the bed - driving her sex towards my face. I got my mouth on her vulva and she gripped me like a vice - refusing to allow me to escape. I tried to lick and tease her thighs but she was most insistent that my lips and tongue focus on her labia, her slit, and the entrance to her secret place.

When I diverted from my assignment to nibble her clitoris, her thighs clenched and she thumped her sex into my face hard enough to make my eyes water from the force.

I couldn't complain, however, because she was - at that moment - working very methodically to get the head of my penis to slip into her esophagus. The tension around the crown of my penis was nut-wrenching. It was like a virgin pussy.

"Try swallowing," I suggested - my voice faltering.

When she did, the head squeezed into her throat.

"Aw... fuck...!" I gasped.

She gagged a little, pulled off of me, giggled, and squeezed my ass-cheek. Almost immediately, she recovered and - this time when she swallowed - it went inside much more easily.

I ground my teeth together - trying to keep from nutting too early.

I fumbled with Pandora's Box and finally got it working.

I smashed my tongue onto her clitoris and shook my head side-to-side.

She coughed and the force ejected my penis from her throat.

"Easy...," she cautioned.

"Really?" I teased.

"Please...?" she almost begged.

"I suppose I could focus my attention elsewhere for a bit...," I said, grinning.

I licked a pussy-lip and then sucked on it. She reciprocated by sucking my penis back into her throat. It felt so divine that it was all I could do to keep focusing on my task.

I nibbled her labia, licked her slit, and tongued her pussy-hole. I flicked her little nub with the tip of my tongue and her hips jerked. She sucked hard on my dick in retaliation and I had to warn her that I was getting close. She pulled off of me.

"Turn around," she ordered. "I want it inside. Fuck me hard and fill me, handsome boy."

"How do you know I'm handsome?" I asked her.

"Do you not think I have ears?" she asked, grinning.

I kissed her lips and slid my cock inside of her.

"Oh, sweet Mother of Jesus...!" she moaned. "Fuck me hard, you stallion of a man..."

I slowly slid my cock in and out of her. She tossed her head from side to side.

"All... I want it all. God! Has it been so long? Why do you feel like you're splitting me in half?!"

"My cock probably swelled from all of the intense attention you were just giving it...," I suggested.

I slid in and out of her a dozen times before her pussy became lubricated enough that we were moving more smoothly together.

"Yes... Now...," she insisted.

I sped up. Her fingers dug into my biceps.

"Harder... Faster...," she demanded. "Make me scream, you fat-dicked monster!"

I moved my right hand to her firm rump and took a hold of it.

"Yes! Punish me with that rod of yours!" she begged. "I wish I was still fertile. I would beg you to breed me. I'd love to run my hands over my swollen belly as your child grew inside of me."

"Sue...," I moaned - warning her that the pictures she was painting in my mind were about to send me tumbling over the edge.

"Yes, my handsome lover... Give me your seed. Fill my pussy with your hot sticky man-milk... Fill me so full that it pours out of me..."

"Cum for me, beautiful...," I told her.

"A little harder and deeper, my love," she begged. "I'm so close..."

I pulled out and slammed into her. The second time I did it, her arms and legs wrapped around me and held me.

"Sam!" she gasped.

Her vagina wrapped around my prick just as her arms and legs were wrapped around my body. The lid flew off of Pandora's Box and the contents escaped. My balls began firing volley after volley. My penis lurched again and again as each round fired inside of her like a mortar going off.

When I was spent, she pulled my lips to hers. She kissed me like a long-lost lover. When we were both breathless, she pulled my cheek against her chest.

I tried to roll her on top of me but she shook her head.

"You're not smothering me," she said quietly. "I love feeling you on top of me - knowing that I've gotten your all..."

"You've definitely drained me, beautiful," I told her.

After we recovered, we kissed a bit more and then she asked if I would carry her to the shower. She helped me bathe and then I cleaned her up.

I repeatedly told her what a sexy MILF she was. We shared several more kisses as we got each other cleaned up.

As we toweled off, she told me that she wasn't sure whether her daughter might be home when she returned. She hadn't wanted to go back into the house smelling like sex. I kissed her lustily and she pushed me away after a few kisses - laughingly telling me that I was going to have her stinking again if I kept that shit up.

We got dressed and I drove her home. I walked her to the door, kissed her goodnight, and got her inside with her container of leftover hibachi. I hurried back to the truck, drove home, and pulled in to find the girls had just returned.

"That was lovely," they said.

I shook my head at them. I'd gotten so used to wearing the glasses that I hadn't realized that I had them on.

"Brian asked what you were up to," Emily said. "We gave him a peek of the two of you at dinner."

"Did he hear...?"

"No audio," April said, smiling. "He thought that your classmate's mother was kind of sexy. Then he blushed when Alissa asked him about it."

"It *was* pretty funny," Emily said.

We got ready for bed and I fucked them both until they climaxed. I didn't have anything left to give them - and I'd already showered off Sue's taste. They were happy enough that our investment banker had had a good time.

We piled together, turned off the light, and went to sleep.

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~~~ Week 25 - Friday ~~~

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Friday mornings were a nice somewhat relaxing break from the stress of making sure we were getting our jobs completed in a timely fashion.

April took the push-mower again and let Emily relax on the rider. As usual, no one volunteered to take over the trimming from me. I didn't hate it; I just did not enjoy it. It was mindless work (mostly).

I kept hoping for a glimpse of my favorite MILF - hopefully in her riding chaps - but I didn't get my wish. I worked through the morning with no gratuitous visual reward for my labors. There was really no reason for me to mope, Elena Moretti paid us handsomely to stop by her place each week and keep it in tip-top shape. That was on top of the fact that I had a stealth-vehicle waiting on her car lot so that I didn't have to drive to my rendezvouses in the landscaping truck.

We hit the diner, relieved our bladders, washed up, and mowed through our meals. We waved goodbye to the waitress and the owner and headed back to the nursery to grab the stuff we needed for the Cline job.

We pulled up to the client's home, unloaded, and I reminded April to grab her camera.

Before I knew it, we were wrapping up for the day. We packed it all in again, loaded into the vehicles, and headed home to scrub off the dust, dirt, and plant-related detritus.

Once we were cleaned up, we grabbed our swimsuits and headed for Maggie's house. On the way there, she called to divert us to the pizza place to grab the pies, hot wings, salads, and breadsticks.

"Oh, fuck, yes!" Brian gasped when he saw us come in.

"Hungry?" I asked.

"I'm so tired of TV dinners, dude...," he said. "I was drooling when the girls showed me the livestream from your glasses at the noodle place..."

"I was actually worried that they'd want to go back again tonight," I admitted.

"So... Emily Hall's mom...?"

"Yeah?"

"You've... fucked her more than once?"

"She's my investment banker, dude," I said. "I gotta keep her happy..."

"That... I'm just mind-blown, man," he admitted.

"The girls said you thought she was hot...," I teased him.

"They...?! There are no secrets, are there?"

"None," I said, chuckling. "You should know that by now."

"She's cuter than her daughter...," he said. "What's she like...? You know what...? Forget I asked. This is going nowhere good."

Alissa walked up.

"What's the big secret?" she teased.

"Brian was just asking me the fastest way to get into your panties...," I said, grinning from ear to ear.

"Dude...," he said, blushing super-hard. "That's not even funny..."

"Sam, please...," Alissa sighed, just as embarrassed.

"I apologize," I told them both. "I am out of line. I just want you two to get through this awkwardness as quickly as possible. I have no doubts that you're going to hit it off - just from the way you're both trying so hard not to fuck this up. You need to just go out, have dinner, and..."

"Mom won't let me...," Brian complained.

"We... We could set up a date night here," I offered.

"Lame - but I appreciate the thought," he said.

"Are you two at least sitting down and having those much-needed conversations?" I asked them.

He glanced at her and nodded.

"Yeah," he said.

She nodded shyly as well.

"Okay. I'll quit trying to rush this," I told them. "Are we ready to eat?"

"Past ready," Brian said. "I'm starving."

We headed for the kitchen - to join the line that had already formed.

As I ate, I watched the burgeoning couple. They were sitting side-by-side - acting all cute. It was funny to me to think that this young woman - that I had found in what was essentially a public brothel - was acting so shy around Brian.

I guess it was no different than how she and I had ended up. Sex wasn't what she wanted with me. As much as I desired her - and definitely appreciated her physical assets - it wasn't what I ultimately wanted either.

Alissa wasn't even that sexually active with Emily and April - she only got with them when she was especially horny. She treated Maggie like she was her mother. In some ways, I thought that would be weird - with her beginning to date Brian. At the same time, she was already pretty much treating Maggie like a beloved mother-in-law - though I didn't know that many people who got along as well with their in-laws as Alissa did with Maggie. (Discounting, of course, my intimate encounters with my own soon-to-be-mother-in-law.)

Maggie definitely made it easy to love her. The sexy MILF caught me ogling her as I thought about that first time we snuck into this house to "move her bed". We had definitely moved that bed - and I had moved right into a serious relationship with the lusty woman.

Those thoughts, of course, led to recalling how Emily had basically blackmailed me into having sex with her. She was so different than the shy girl that I'd known from high school - such a little kinky cum-slut. My cock was getting hard just thinking about her shameless antics.

April was my newest lover. Just as addicted to sex-play as my lavender-headed little nymphomaniac, the two of them were double trouble most of the time. It was funny to think about how night-and-day her persona was - switching from work to home. The sweet little blonde could charm anyone with her adorable smile, her photographic talents, and her genuine desire to please. That same desire to please turned sensual when we got behind closed doors and I loved watching her and Emily go at it just as much as I loved going at it with them.

I looked down at my plate. I'd barely eaten anything but my drink was empty. I needed to go get a refill but my cock was currently so damned hard that I wouldn't be able to stand without attracting attention from Alissa and Brian - and that was the last thing I needed to do.

Fortunately, April saved the day.

"Hey, tiger," she purred, dropping onto my lap.

Her eyes widened and she leaned down to nibble my neck. I moved my plate to my right hand to steady her.

"Is that for me, lover?" she whispered naughtily.

"I was... thinking about you and Em," I whispered back. "I'm stuck now until it goes down..."

She jumped up, grabbed my hand, and pulled me to my feet. The suddenness of it all quieted my raging hormones slightly and I felt my stiffy begin to whither. She immediately turned me towards the hallway.

"Band-Aids?" she called to Maggie.

"Medicine cabinet in the guest bathroom," the MILF replied, looking worried.

"You need help?" Emily asked.

"Sure!" the blonde exclaimed. "I think he's got an infected nail."

Maggie noticeably relaxed. Brian and Alissa went back to their conversation. April dragged me down the hall and Emily quickly brought up the rear.

As soon as we were all behind the closed door, April dropped to her knees and got my pants and underwear to my ankles.

"So... getting a Band-Aid was just a cover story?" Emily asked, grinning.

"Yeah... Fatdick was fantasizing about you and me being naughty and got an epic woody."

"So, you dragged him in here to...?"

"I... uh... was just gonna suck him off."

"What do you need me for then?"

"I don't know... I guess if you want to help, you could... uh... grab me by the hair and use my face as a fuck-toy for your fiancé's cock... while you... make out with him?"

"Yes!"

Since Emily's right hand was her dominant one, she switched to the other side of me. Meanwhile, April put her arms behind her back, crossed her wrists, and looked up at me like a puppy waiting for a treat. She opened her mouth and leaned forward to get the head of my penis between her lips. Then she waited for Emily to take over.

My pixie-headed princess grabbed my right hand and shoved it up her blouse. I dug my fingertips between the underwire of her bra and her chest and quickly grabbed a handful of tit-flesh. Emily moaned into my mouth as she kissed me.

Emily grabbed the back of April's head, gripping the blonde's hair in the fist of her right hand. She began thrusting the photographer's face back and forth - shoving it onto and off of my rigid prick. As soon as she was sure April and I were lined up properly, she sped up. Each time she shoved April's face forward, she didn't stop until the head of my dick impacted with the back of the blonde's throat.

The "gak", "gak", "gak" sound of forced oral sex filled the room as April struggled to keep her lips wrapped tightly around my manhood as Emily focused more on kissing me than she was on how the blonde was handling my stiff prick.

April did what she could to keep tension and suction on my cock. To compensate, her tongue was everywhere - and the stimulation quickly had me ready to blow.

I reached the point of no return just as the bathroom door cracked open. I had just squeezed Emily's left tit so hard in my fist that I was sure I was leaving a bruise. I groaned into her mouth as my balls began to unload and my dick started jetting semen into April's mouth. I glanced in the mirror - the reflection showing me the doorway - to see Maggie peer inside, take in the scene, and then close the wooden door just enough to still be able to observe without letting the rest of the folks in the house know what we were up to.

April switched from licking and sucking to lapping and swallowing as she gobbled down my creamy offering. As soon as the tsunami ended, she was back to licking me clean and sucking my dick to get whatever droplets hadn't already been squeezed out of my body.

I caught her chin in my left hand and pulled her up. I pulled my mouth off of Emily's and she pouted. I kissed April hard. She grabbed my dick and slowly stroked it - obviously hoping to get me hard enough to rub against her crotch. I smirked at her. I was pretty sure I was gonna need a half-hour or so before she was going to get any kind of response from my dick.

"Enjoy the show?" I whispered to Maggie.

The girls spun to spy our voyeur.

"Sorry to interrupt...," she said, grinning. "I'll let you finish getting that... Band-Aid... applied."

My two lusty lovers both snickered.

I hugged the two of them as Maggie closed the door and then I kissed one - then the other - and then switched back again.

"Thanks," I whispered. "I need to remember not to daydream about you two when I'm in the same room with Brian and Alissa."

They snickered again and I got a few more kisses before they decided it was time to go rejoin the others.

We emerged from the hallway to find Brian, Alissa, and Maggie already wearing their swimsuits.

"Well, shit!" April exclaimed.

She ran to grab our suits from the front room as the other three headed out of the back door.

Since the others were gone, we started stripping off where we stood - not bothering to go to the bathroom or the bedroom to change.

The door opened again and I looked up to find Alissa staring at my naked body.

"Well, since you no longer have a massive hard-on, I guess I know what the whole Band-Aid thing was," she said, smirking. "I'll just squeeze past your flaccid penis and grab some towels, if you don't mind."

"I'll try to remember to salute the next time I see you in that sexy swimsuit," I retorted.

She chuckled and shook her head at me. She looked at my shriveled dick again as she passed back through to head outside.

"Not getting dressed?" she asked, "... or just wanted to see if I'd ogle you again?"

"I *do* enjoy you admiring my cock," I told her. "I just got distracted - watching your marvelously taut butt in that skimpy outfit. That color is amazing on you."

She cupped my cheek in her hand and kissed my nose.

"Thanks, little bro," she said. "You're making me all tingly and shit."

She stepped past me, opened the door, and went back outside. I finished getting dressed and looked up to see Emily and April grinning at me.

"What?" I asked.

"I love you two so much," April said.

"Ditto," Emily added.

They corralled me for another round of lusty kisses and then we headed outside to join the others.

"You're slow, dude," Brian teased.

"I got caught - checking out your girlfriend's ass," I told him.

His head spun towards Alissa.

"Super-dork was being his usual classless self," she reported. "He waffles between trying to pretend like he's my little brother and my ex-boyfriend."

She leaned forward and kissed him squarely on the lips. It was a good kiss. She leaned back and looked at me.

"Bring on the unwelcome comments," she said.

"'bout fucking time you give that boy a little attention," I told her.

She shook her head at me, blushing like crazy.

Brian looked back and forth between the two of us.

"You just really enjoy winding her up, don't you?" he asked, grinning a little.

"I love everything about your not-quite-girlfriend," I told him. "If I'm not busy giving her a hard time, she's sneaking up behind me to get me instead. She's one of the sweetest girls I know - and also the orneriest - and also the hardest working."

Brian looked at Emily.

"It doesn't bother you, hearing him talk about - and to - her like he does?" he asked her.

Emily shook her head and smiled at him.

"He's still heartbroken that she won't have him," Emily said.

"Em!" Alissa gasped.

"You know it's true, honeybunch," my pixie-headed lover insisted. "You're a stingy little princess that won't share herself with the rest of us."

Alissa opened her mouth to start to answer and then blushed super-hard and curled into Brian's side - burying her face against his neck.

"You're welcome," Emily mouthed to him, snickering silently.

He loosely held the flaxen-haired beauty and gave her time to recover.

"April!" Maggie gasped.

I looked over to see the little blonde nymph sitting sideways on the MILF's lap, lounging in her arms, sucking on Maggie's throat while squeezing her tits - her fondling fingers blocked from Brian's view by her body so he wouldn't realize what she was up to.

Alissa looked up to see what the excitement was. She rested her cheek on Brian's shoulder, looking contented.

Emily climbed onto my lap - sitting side-saddle like April was on Maggie's lap. I held her in my arms. She closed her eyes and relaxed.

"I'd really like a massage, lover," she said quietly (but loudly enough for everyone to hear), "but this feels so good. We worked our asses off this week."

"We work our asses off every week," Alissa countered.

"I love you, honeybunch," Emily said, eyes still closed.

"I love you too, taskmaster," she replied.

I laughed. Emily opened her eyes and looked at me.

"I'm not that bad, am I?"

"Your teeth are far too close to my jugular vein for me to answer that honestly," I replied.

Brian gave a little snort of laughter.

Maggie had quieted down. I looked over to see her cradling the blonde in her arms, rocking her slightly. It was adorable.

It was even more adorable when April snored and then woke herself up.

We all started laughing at her.

"You that tired, April?" Alissa asked her.

She spun to face Alissa and Brian - with Maggie still holding her.

"I guess I am," she admitted.

She glanced at Emily and me.

"We can go whenever you like, Lovebug," I told her.

"I'm okay..."

Her argument was interrupted by a huge yawn.

Maggie leaned down and kissed her on the forehead.

"Maybe you need to head for home," Maggie suggested.

Emily kissed me and then climbed off of my lap.

"Go pick her up," she said. "We'll get her dried off and changed and take her home."

I stood, walked over, bent forward, kissed Maggie firmly on the lips, and picked up the blonde.

I turned to the other two.

"See you in the morning, honeybunch," I told Alissa. "Goodnight, Brian."

"Night," they both said together.

I held April to my body like an oversized toddler and Emily helped me out of the hot tub. We got the three of us dried off and then slipped into the house to change into our street clothes.

April was still drowsy.

When we got home, she perked up a little but was still out of it.

"Make me cum...," she begged. "Cum on me, please. I want Emily to lick me clean."

Emily decided that the sleepyhead didn't need my cock to make her cum. She spread April's thighs and crawled between her knees to lick and suck her pussy.

The blonde's complaints that she hadn't wanted oral quickly turned into mewling moans as she pulled Emily's face harder against her little cunny.

I slotted my cock into Tinkerbell's slippery hole and buried my length inside of her - bouncing her face against April's quim.

I paced myself until it sounded like the photographer was getting ready to climax. I pounded Emily's cunt harder and harder then. She and I managed to cum just behind the blonde.

I had already fired two rounds into her pussy when I remembered that April wanted me to shoot my load on her. I pulled out of Emily's cunt, shoved her to the side, and grabbed the blonde's knees to pull her under my still-spewing prick.

"Mmm...," she moaned.

I tumbled to the mattress on my back. Emily crawled over April to bite my nipple viciously in retaliation for throwing her around the bed. Then she started cleaning up the blonde.

When she was done, she pulled the blanket up, killed the light, and tumbled to the other side of me.

"You're lucky I love you," she snarled.

"I am so very lucky you love me," I told her, kissing her nose.

"I hate you..."

"I hate you too."

"You do not," she growled.

"No, I don't," I admitted. "You are - after Maggie - the best thing that ever happened to me."

"Why am I after Maggie?" she asked, opening her eyes to glare at me.

"Cuz if Maggie hadn't facilitated this hair-brained idea," I explained. "I would have never tried to get with these moms and - specifically - yours - and you would have never blackmailed..."

"Extorted."

"You would have never extorted me into sleeping with you."

Emily stared at me for a moment before she answered.

"Maggie's the best," she agreed. "She let me weasel in on her good thing."

"We probably need to spoil her more often," I suggested.

"I'll work on that," she promised.

"I love you, Tinker," I said.

"I know you do, Fatdick," she said. "I love you too."

"Me too," April said, sleepily.

"Goodnight, Lovebug," Emily replied to her, grinning.

"Night...," the blonde droned - the sound trailing off as she passed out.

I pulled the two of them against my chest and closed my eyes.

~

~~~ Week 25 - Saturday ~~~

~

We met Alissa at the nursery to grab the rest of the stuff to finish the Cline job. Brian was sitting in the truck with her. He got out and joined Emily.

"How are you feeling?" I asked him.

"Good," he said. "Mom warned me to do nothing except ride around in the vehicle."

I glanced at him - standing beside Emily - and grinned.

"Don't rat me out, bro," he growled.

"We want you fully recovered," I reminded him.

Emily started hollering out assignments to the rest of us. Thankfully - with only having a half-day left on the job - there wasn't as much to collect.

We loaded up and headed back for the job-site.

Maggie showed up an hour later. We had Brian sitting in the shade but he was starting to tire.

"Emily?!" I hollered.

"Yeah?"

"See if they can go grab a load of those crème horns from that bakery," I told her. "We'll take them to Mom's tomorrow..."

"Got it!" she yelled back.

I went back to helping Alissa - glancing over to see our taskmaster chatting with Maggie as Brian climbed into the car with her. Maggie nodded. Emily threw me a thumbs-up.

I looked back at Alissa to see her grinning at me.

"I don't usually go for pastries like that," she said, "but those were insane!"

"I know...," I agreed.

We worked about another five minutes before I told her that I hoped they got extras and brought them back to us.

They didn't. They did - however - let Emily know that they had hit the deli for some sushi rolls. We were all invited over to Maggie's for lunch.

Once the job was finished - and the client and Reynolds had gone over every detail - we loaded into the trucks and headed for home to shower.

We cleaned up quickly, changed clothes, and returned to Maggie's.

The others had waited on us. I apologized for the delay but they waved away our excuses.

"Alissa just got out of the shower," Brian said.

"Did you help her scrub the hard-to-..."

"Em!" Alissa barked.

Emily cackled with laughter.

Brian smirked at the two of them.

We ate sushi rolls until we were stuffed - and then Maggie and Brian brought out some little pillow-pastry things that they'd picked up at the bakery. They had the same filling as the crème horns. I was in heaven.

We sat around and watched hockey highlights most of the afternoon.

"Are there any games close by?" Alissa asked.

"Hockey?" Maggie asked.

"Yeah..."

Maggie and Emily jumped on their phones.

"There's college/amateur level across town," Emily reported. "Puck drops at seven. Should I get tickets?"

Everybody looked at each other - with nobody willing to decide.

"Done," she reported. "It's four now. Eat before - or grab concessions - or eat after?"

"Before," Brian voted.

"Yeah," Alissa agreed.

"Either," April and I both said.

"Concessions," Maggie countered, grinning.

"We'll get you popcorn, Mags," Emily promised.

"Fine," she agreed.

We all decided that what we were wearing was sufficient. We loaded into the cars and headed for dinner.

Two hours later, we arrived at the rink. The fan-shop was open so we headed inside. By that point, we'd watched enough highlights on our phones that we each had a favorite player. We each bought a jersey, pulled it on over our shirts, and lined up to get our tickets scanned and then head to the snack bar.

Maggie and I got popcorn. Brian and Alissa got licorice. Emily and April got Reese's Pieces. We went to find our seats. It was open seating and we were still pretty early so we snagged spots close to the glass.

It was nearing the end of the season and the team we were playing were long-time rivals - so we got to see a fair number of fights. Emily and Alissa were beside themselves. The rest of us had a pretty good time as well. There was lots of action close to where we were sitting and we were right there to see it all.

At the final break, they had a contest where you try to throw a puck in the middle of the rink. I got a lucky roll and ended up the closest. The prize was a jersey signed by the player that Alissa had selected as her favorite.

When they asked whose puck it was that had won, I pointed to her and shoved the winning ticket into her fingers. They took her to the center of the ice and her guy skated over with a new jersey, had her turn around, laid it on her back, and then signed it. He presented the jersey (and the pen) to her, gave her a quick peck on the cheek, and then skated back to the lockers.

She was glowing as she slipped and slid back over to us. They helped her off of the ice and she gave an excited shriek and held up the jersey. The entire crowd cheered. She threw her arms around Brian's neck and kissed him on the mouth.

He was a little stunned and we all laughed at him. She was still hugging him with one arm - still bouncing around excitedly. He got up the nerve to beg another kiss and she laid one on him. The crowd cheered again.

As it turned out, the team was returning to the ice - but Alissa and Brian were both blushing brightly. We reclaimed our seats and Brian helped Alissa switch jerseys so that she could wear the one that had been signed.

During warm-ups, the player who had signed it spotted her and came over to the glass. He blew her a kiss and waved a fist at Brian. Brian howled with laughter. Alissa was caught off-guard by the display and couldn't figure out what to do. That made it that much funnier. The player gave her a little bow and skated off. She sat on Brian's lap and hugged him. Their next kiss was shorter - but somehow sweeter. He gave her dreamy looks for the rest of the night. When we left the rink, they were holding hands.

We told the others goodnight and climbed into our vehicles. Maggie's crew headed for her house and we headed for ours.

When we got home, I fucked the girls missionary style. I started with April, got her to cum, and then switched to Emily. Once she got off twice - the second one being a good one - I switched back to April for the big finish. Her next one was a biggie and that was the end for me.

By prior agreement, I pulled almost all of the way out of the blonde before I blew my load. As soon as I finished, Emily cleaned me up and then bent to gobble up the hot mess that I'd pumped into the photographer - just deep enough for April to enjoy the feeling but close enough to her entrance for the lavender-headed pixie to easily excavate my jizz.

April and I made out as Emily ate her out. Emily climbed the blonde's body to snowball the last dollop of jizz to April and then the ornery minx tried to get me to kiss her. She went from kissing April - straight to trying to get her lips on mine. I refused until she proved that she wasn't hiding any of my jism in her mouth. When I gave in, she laughed and kissed me hard. I could kind of taste my semen on her tongue but it wasn't like that was the first time...

We turned off the light and snuggled together to fall asleep.

~

~~~ Week 26 - Sunday ~~~

~

When we got to church, Mom reported that Maggie had already swung by her house to drop off the pastries - so that they wouldn't be melting in the car while we were at services.

I caught a glance from the two MILFs that I had been avoiding. They gave me a puzzled look like they were trying to figure out if they knew me. I quickly disappeared, giving a sigh of relief when they went on their way.

Alissa's mother and sister joined us for church. She introduced Brian to them. Alissa's sister quirked an eyebrow at my sister - who shrugged at her. I knew they'd be comparing notes later.

Alissa sat by Brian but didn't hold his hand during church.

After church, we ended up at Old People Buffet. I grumbled while Brian commiserated with me. Mom just shook her head at me. I - of course - got enough to eat. It's just not my favorite place to grab a meal.

Once we got to Mom's house, everyone was chatting and playing games together.

We found a fairly quiet corner - and a deck of playing cards - and occupied ourselves playing Crazy 8's and visiting.

Alissa's sister and Elise peeled our coworker off at one point for a brief interrogation. We all looked up at her when she returned.

"I told them we were still getting to know each other," she reported.

From the way the two were watching her, however, I surmised that she had told them that she was interested in pursuing him - or maybe they had just figured that out for themselves.

When it came time to run to the store, the two sisters conned Alissa and Brian into going with them.

When they returned, I asked him how it had gone.

"Good," he said.

I tried to needle him for more details but he wasn't budging.

Alissa was more comfortable with him after that - even holding his fingers now and then. Whatever our siblings had said or done, it was far more effective than what I'd been able to do.

I was happy for them.

Brian stood with me by the grill for a bit and then needed to go sit again. I worried that he'd overdone it but Maggie assured me that he was doing okay once he'd gotten off of his feet. I breathed a sigh of relief.

I finished up the grilling - including an overdone burger for Brian - which (of course) I delivered with just the right amount of ribbing. He grinned and took it well - obviously knowing that I'd be giving him crap whenever possible.

After dinner, I was tired of playing card games. We excused ourselves and said we were going to drive to the lake to watch the sunset. Alissa and Brian tagged along.

We stopped and got milkshakes on the way there and then sat on (or leaned against) the Civic to watch the sky go through its kaleidoscope of colors as the sun disappeared below the horizon.

I accepted kisses from Emily and April. We finished more quickly than Alissa and Brian did. They both blushed when they saw us watching them.

We piled back into the car and ferried them to Maggie's house. Once we dropped them off, we drove home, and got ready for bed.

The two nymphs stroked me off with their vulvas as I squeezed their butts and breasts. After I exploded - geysering jizz all over their pussies - I collapsed back and waited for them to clean each other up to join me. I was asleep before they finished.

~

~~~ Week 26 - Monday ~~~

~

I woke up to kisses from two sexy vixens and naughty fingers that were trying to get me hard enough for early-morning calisthenics.

The alarm sounded and I reached over and killed it.

"To be continued...," I told April, who was pouting.

"Just a quickie...?" she begged.

"We start the Jackman job this morning, Lovebug," I told her. "We really don't have time. I promise to pound you later."

"You'd better," she complained. "I like rubbing you off with our pussies but my coochie needs a big juicy cock to fill it up."

I kissed the adorable nymph on the nose and hopped out of bed. I'd just gotten under the water when I heard a squeak. April ran in, giggling, hiding from Emily. The two played grab-ass while I showered. I left the water on for them and went to dry off.

"You two need to hurry up!" I warned them as I left the room, tossing the towel into the hamper.

I took a detour to the laundry area when I realized that I was out of clean underwear. I quickly grabbed my stuff in my arms, carried it to the bedroom, and dumped it onto the mattress. The girls still weren't out. I went to check on them.

They were sucking each other's pussies - lying on the floor of the shower. I groaned. Emily was on her back - which put April's slick pink folds on display as the pixie princess lapped at the blonde's tight little quim.

It was too much for me to resist, I dropped to my knees and replaced Emily's tongue with my cock.

"Oh! Fuck... Yes! Pound me, Fatdick!"

"We don't have time for this...," I groaned as I pumped my throbbing dick in and out of her tight channel.

Emily licked and sucked my balls as I worked. I was already horny from the blonde's earlier aggressiveness. Seeing her slick pink folds had pushed me over the edge. I was close to cumming but we really needed to get to the nursery...

"I stopped taking my pills...," April whispered. "Make me a mommy..."

I groaned, buried myself as deep in her shallow twat as I could, and began pumping her full of babymakers.

Emily laughed and said, "That gets him every time. He's so easy..."

April didn't answer. She was cumming on my dick - her body trembling. I reached around her, grabbed a handful of her perfect tit, and squeezed. I churned my penis around in her messy pussy - stirring up her insides - and the gooey load I'd pumped into her.

Emily sucked her clit. April whined and shoved her away. My sloppy dick slid out of her squelching pussy. Emily caught it immediately and sucked it into her mouth. I groaned from the overwhelming stimulation of her lips, tongue, and the suction she was applying.

April rolled to her back beside the lavender-headed taskmaster. I reached down, hooked two fingers into Emily's pussy, and finger-banged the fuck out of her as she suckled my slimy cock.

Her whining moans and feral grunts told me that she was close. I pulled my fingers out, swatted her on the pussy-lips hard enough to pink them, and then went back to shaking the lower half of her body around by punishing her little pussy with my fingers.

Her mouth tightened around my dick at the same time that her vagina squeezed my fingers. I rolled her hips towards me and caught her clitoris between my lips as her body shook.

She screamed at me - spitting my dick out - half in anger and frustration - and half in ecstasy.

"Sam...!" she complained.

I stopped sucking, pulled my fingers out, held her hips, and licked her good and hard all over.

She was panting by the time I released her and she flopped, like a wet noodle, back to the tiled floor of the shower.

I climbed to my feet and turned to leave.

"You two need to get dressed, pronto," I warned them.

I finished getting dressed and they came tumbling into the bedroom, looking for clothes to put on.

We were at least ten minutes late getting to the nursery. Alissa was waiting for us with an impatient look on her face.

"Problems?"

"These two woke up horny and wouldn't give it a rest until they got off," I told her.

Emily was walking a little tenderly when she took her position to start calling out directions. Alissa laughed at her.

"That's your own fault...," she told the lavender-headed princess.

"No regrets," Emily answered.

Alissa shook her head, laughing.

Emily started barking out orders and we all snapped-to. Within a couple minutes, it was like everything was back to normal - until Emily had to walk back to the truck.

Alissa swatted her on the butt, cackled with laughter, and raced for her vehicle.

April rode with us, stating that she was going to have to grab her camera anyway - so it didn't make much sense to ride in the other vehicle.

When we arrived, she grabbed her bag and hooked it onto Emily's shoulder. Emily nodded and got out her diagrams to get our work mapped out against what she was seeing. She walked to the first workspace and called out the items that we needed to bring. From there she moved to the next.

By the time she headed to retrieve the client, we were all set up and April was snapping pictures. Alissa and I had a few minutes to chat.

"You and Brian doing okay?" I asked her.

She huffed at me in annoyance but said, "Yes."

"I just want you happy, honeybunch," I told her. "I want you settled."

"I *am* settled, dickweed," she answered testily. "April took care of me last week..."

"Wish I could've watched..."

"Stop," she said, grinning despite herself.

"Depending on when he last got off, you might get a massive load out of him your first..."

"Stop!" she repeated, shoving me, laughing as she did. "I don't need to be dripping in my panties from you painting lewd pictures in my mind all morning... Please, Sam. I'm serious."

I gave her a sweet smile.

"I love you, honeybunch," I told her.

"I love you too, Fatdick. Now quit. We're doing fine, okay?"

"Okay."

Soon enough, Emily had finished the walkthrough, we had all greeted our newest client, April had taken her pictures, and we got underway.

I got a hug from Alissa when I took her water bottle to her at the mid-morning hydration break.

"You two alright?" Emily asked.

"Yes, bossy... er... boss," Alissa teased.

Emily stuck her tongue out at her.

I laughed when the flaxen-headed beauty grabbed her crotch and made a lewd thrusting motion with her hips towards my lithe little lover.

Alissa misgauged how horny Emily was, though, because the minx started moving towards her with a look in her eyes that plainly said that it didn't matter who saw, she was planning to stick that tongue in the pussy that the former-prostitute had just offered.

I laughed even harder.

"Emily...," Alissa growled.

"You offered...," Em countered.

Alissa huffed at her, spun her around, and swatted her on the ass.

"Oh... Yes... Mommy...," Emily moaned.

Alissa covered her face with her right palm, blushing furiously, shaking her head from side to side in embarrassment.

"Did you all not fuck before you left the house?! How are you this horny."

"It's your fault," I mock-complained. "You're just too sexy."

Emily pinched a nipple through her shirt and gave Alissa a lusty wink.

"Enough - all of you," Alissa said, chuckling. "Get your horny asses back to work..."

Emily started to respond but Alissa held up a finger and shook her head from side to side.

The pixie princess finally gave up and headed back to her tasks. I spied April watching us. She blew me a kiss and I blew one back to her.

The next two hours were consumed with tearing out the existing stuff that needed to go and getting the new items put into place.

We made a quick run to the diner for potty breaks and refueling and then got back to work again.

Before I knew it, the day was over. April came around to take her photos. She got a hug. I squeezed her butt and kissed her.

"I love your perfume," I told her, winking.

She laughed and said, "I think you have the same stuff on."

She leaned closer.

"I'm horny again but Emily says you've got a session tonight," she complained.

"Track down that double-headed dildo and see if you can get Emily or Maggie to play with you," I told her.

"I want yours, Sam...," she purred.

"No more than I want to be buried inside of you, gorgeous," I told her.

We got our things packed up and - after giving Alissa hugs - loaded up.

When we got home, Maggie had dinner waiting. It was just a simple lasagna but the whole house smelled amazing.

"I know you have a session tonight," she said, hugging me close, "but I need you, handsome."

"No more than I need you, sexy woman," I told her, kissing her hard enough to tell her just how sexy I thought she was.

"I'm gonna watch your session with the girls and hope you have enough left to sate my lusts when you get home," she told me.

"Let us get showered and then your cooking has my tummy rumbling," I told her. "We can work out the details while we eat."

She squeezed my dick, I squeezed her ass, and we kissed again - and then I headed into the shower to join the other two.

"Maggie's super-horny," I reported.

"We'll get her warmed up for you," Emily promised.

"I think she's already about to blow," I warned her. I glanced at the blonde. "You still on a hair-trigger too?"

"Maybe I'll see if she wants to 69 while we watch you," April suggested. "Then we'll be relaxed enough when you return that we can enjoy a good pounding from that cock of yours..."

"I think I want in on that...," Emily said, grinning.

My dick began to harden as the two of them kissed. They noticed and giggled at me. I quickly finished cleaning up and got out of there before it led to trouble.

Maggie served me while she waited for the girls. I ate my lasagna, salad, and garlic bread. After I kissed her, she suggested that I go brush my teeth a couple times. She worried that the garlic was going to cause problems for my appointment.

I did as she suggested, kissed the girls as they came out of the bedroom, and then headed for my session.

I traded vehicles, turned on the glasses, and got confirmation that I was live-streaming.

~~~ Week 25 - Maja Gorisek Ploenzke (#056) ~~~

~~~ Classmate: Nina ~~~ Partner: Jakob (widowed) ~~~

The woman that met me at the door was far too young to be the one that I was here to see. I quickly pulled out my phone, to give the name that I was looking for.

"You're looking for Maja," she said, smiling sweetly. "Nina's mother."

"I... yes," I stammered out.

"Please... step inside," she said. "I'm Irina."

I eased within and she closed the door behind me. She turned to me. I couldn't help but check her out. She was fit with perky tits - just my style.

"It's really nice to meet you, Irina."

She grinned at me.

"Thanks for that - but you're here for my stepmother," she said. "She and my father were married for five years."

"Were?"

"He passed away just before Nina graduated," she said. "It's... It's been rough. Nina is frustrated that her mother has basically closed down. I guess we all are. I responded to the email because I'm handling all of her stuff. I just got back from dropping Nina back off to college. Maja didn't even ride with me. I'm not sure she left her room the whole time I was gone."

"Okay..."

"I'm wanting to get her back to the land of the living," the young woman said. "She's too young to just shut down - and my father wouldn't want this. He loved her to pieces and he'd be torn up if he saw her like this. They dreamed of growing old together. Nina's father was... unpleasant. He still is. He rarely even checks on the poor girl. Maja is all she has... and she's closed herself off. Is it going to bother you if I'm there, to coach her?"

"I'm not really sure how I'd manage without you..."

"Good. Okay." She caught herself. "I didn't mean 'good' like I wanted to see..."

"Oh, I definitely want you to see...," I teased her.

Her cheeks pinked. She was obviously a few years older than me, but I was having a lot of fun with her.

She headed across the room and I watched the little skirt she was wearing sashay from side to side as she moved. She turned and caught me.

"You're... incorrigible!" she complained.

"That's a really big word," I snickered. "It's hard not to respond to..."

"Please... we need to help Maja," she insisted.

I nodded. We walked down the hall. Irina tapped on the door and then pushed it open. I followed cautiously.

"Mama...," she whispered.

"Irina...," the woman said, turning to face her, "I love you, but I'm not your mother... Who's this? Are you bringing a young man to introduce to me?"

"I am, dear mother, but he's not here for me."

"Then why is he here?"

"Mama, Papa would cry his eyes out if he saw you like this..."

"My sweet Jakob...," the woman moaned, sounding heartbroken.

"My father married one of the sexiest women in the world," Irina told her. "She gave him five fabulous years and he loved every moment. That woman has been - you have been - a blessing to both of us. My Papa would haunt me if I continued to allow you to waste away when you should be living the life that he wanted to spend with you."

"My sweet girl...," Maja said, reaching for her.

"This young man is here to have sex with you," Irina told her.

"What?!"

"You are just as beautiful as you were the day you married my father. Nina and I need our vibrant, energetic mother back again. You need to get back on your feet and this young man is here to show you what it means to be alive again."

"I refuse...," the woman said.

"I paid good money, Mama," the girl insisted. "Lots of money..."

"You've wasted it...," Maja told her.

"How long has she lay in that bed?" I asked the young woman.

"Did you even get out of bed while I was taking Nina back to college, Mama?"

"Did you go and return already?" the woman asked.

I looked at Irina and said, "Go start the shower."

She looked uncertain for a moment and then nodded, got up, and headed into the master bathroom.

I stepped to where she had been, threw back the covers, and found the woman lying in a silky nightie with camisole straps. The thing wrapped her slight figure nicely. It hung down to just past her ass - which looked very squeezable.

"Hello, sexy woman...," I purred. "Let's get you up and bathed, shall we?"

"I think not..."

I scooped her up and carried her - holding her to my chest and stomach like a toddler.

"Oh! My goodness!" she exclaimed.

She gaped at me, looking up into my eyes - apparently a bit stunned at how easily I lifted her from the bed and manhandled her.

I sent my mouth darting forward and gave her a peck on the lips. Her shoulder-length hair had been dyed an auburn-red. The black roots were showing through from not being refreshed. Her eyes and brows were thin. Her nose was a little sharp but it led to a pair of lips that looked like they had a touch of crimson lipstick on them. She was light in my arm.

As I carried her to the bathroom, I leered at her chest.

"What are you doing?" she asked, accusingly.

"Irina says you need to get your ass back in gear to take care of her and Nina," I told her. "I plan to scrub you up a little and see about sticking my dick inside of you."

"I think not," she said. "I'm a married woman."

"Papa's gone, Mama," Irina told her.

"I'm not interested in replacing him," Maja insisted.

"You're not replacing him," Irina countered. "I need you, Mama. Nina needs you. You act like you died along with Daddy..."

"I did...," Maja said, her face looking tortured.

"Undress her," I told the young woman.

As she moved to obey, I started stripping. When I dropped my boxers, they both glanced over.

"Fuck, Mama! Look at the cock on that boy! He's not even hard yet!"

"You should fuck him, Irina. When did you last have a man?"

"I dumped Pietr two months ago."

"You should have him then."

"You've been longer, Mama...," the girl insisted.

"I don't need another cock, sweet girl," she objected.

"Get naked and join us," I told the young woman.

I bent, hooked my forearm under the widow's narrow butt, lifted her, and carried her under the steamy spray.

"You can put me down, handsome," she said.

"Give me a kiss first," I countered.

She rolled her eyes but obliged - giving me only a peck.

"That wasn't a kiss, Mama," the girl insisted.

"Show me then...," the woman said, grinning wickedly.

I hooked an arm around the blonde's waist and pulled her against the two of us. I kissed her hard. She was panting when we separated. Her hand had also found my cock. I ignored her fingers and pulled her stepmother's head down to get a real kiss from that one as well.

The woman didn't kiss me back for the first minute - but then decided that I wasn't letting her go until she did. By the time our lips came apart, there was an ember glowing in her eyes.

"Now will you let me down?" she asked, more softly than before.

"Will you let me bathe that gorgeous body of yours?"

"Only if you give up this foolish notion that you're sticking that cock of yours in me...," she replied, smirking.

"That's not happening," I told her. "I'm not leaving here until you've cum on my cock at least once."

"That monster's not fitting inside of me, I'm afraid to tell you," she countered.

"It's fit into every woman who's tried it," I told her.

"How many is that?"

"Several dozen at this point," I said confidently.

She looked at me like she wanted to call my bluff but the confident look I gave her back caused her to pause.

"Why do you still have your sunglasses on?" she asked.

"I had an angry husband come after me," I told her. "I'd prefer not to be recognized when I'm grocery shopping."

"You fucked a married woman?" Maja asked, testily.

"Her husband was cheating on her," I countered.

"And fucking you made things better?" she asked.

"I left her in their bed - covered in semen," I told the widow. "He was livid. When he complained to her, she countered that he was just reaping what he had sown. He... uh... kind of tried to kill me."

"Oh, my!" Maja gasped.

"What happened?" Irina asked.

"The police intervened," I said. "I refused to press charges on the condition that they get counseling. Last I heard, they were doing better."

"Why... Why would you risk...?"

I leaned down, caught her chin, and gave her a tender kiss on the lips.

"I enjoy getting to know sexy older women," I said. "I'm a wild one. You are a sweet, sexy lady and I can't wait to show you how beautiful I think you are."

"I'm an old woman...," she objected.

I took her hand and placed it on my stiff shaft. Irina had just pulled her naughty fingers back. I winked at her. I held Maja's hand against the side of my cock.

"Stroke it," I told her. "You made it like this and I need some relief."

"Irina made it like this," she said, grinning. "Don't think I haven't seen her touching you."

I reached down and slid fingers between both of their gaps - finding their labia and sliding along their slits. Both women were slick.

"Well, now...," I said, grinning.

"You can lie to me all day with those wicked lips of yours, gorgeous, but your pussy tells me that you've been paying closer attention than I thought..."

She started to huff at me, but I nudged the tip of my finger at the entrance to her vagina and she bit her bottom lip instead.

I turned to Irina. She was tugging on her nipples.

"Let's get you two cleaned up and then we'll see if you need another shower before I leave..."

I grabbed the shower-gel and started on the older woman. Irina helped with her stepmother's hair. I scrubbed her very chastely to start and then went back to playfully clean her B-cup breasts, her lower abdomen, and her inner thighs.

By the time I finished with those, she was breathing heavily. I squirted blue gel on my cock and then took her hand to scrub up and down my length - working it into a lather.

"What are you doing?" she asked - the corners of her lips curling into the start of a smile.

"I didn't wash your vulva yet," I told her. "I plan to use this to help get into those hard-to-reach spots."

I held her hips and forced my cock into the narrow gap between her thighs. I slid all of the way in until our tummies touched. I kissed her gently, pulled back, and then slid in again. I kissed her once more. She put her hand on my cheek and kept it there. I slowly slid my dick in and out of her gap as I continued to kiss her.

A small tremor ran through her body.

"Irina now," she said.

I started to object.

"After that, we can move to the bedroom," the woman added.

I nodded. She gave me another quick kiss. She grabbed the gel and lathered my cock back up.

"Come, sweet daughter," she said. "Feel this man's girth rub against your pussy. It's divine."

"Mama...," the girl complained.

"I will do what you want," she told the girl, "but I want him to pleasure you as well... Okay?"

The younger woman nibbled her bottom lip as the widow had earlier.

"Wrap your hands around my neck," I told her.

When she did, I grabbed her ass in my hands, lifted her, set her on top of my shaft, and started sliding her up and down it - dragging her vulva up and down my soapy cock - scrubbing and rubbing her labia and slit with my swollen dick.

"Oh...! Fuck...! Mama!"

The widow cackled with laughter as she bent down to watch her stepdaughter's labia grip my shaft as I continued sliding the blonde up and down my length.

I was caught a little off-guard when she shrieked and her pussy squirted all over my dick, balls, and legs.

"Guess I need to scrub again," I whispered.

Her cheeks turned crimson. Her stepmother giggled and kissed her cheek.

"It was good, wasn't it?" she asked her.

"Mama...," the girl moaned quietly.

"Hush, beautiful girl," she said. "Help me clean him up."

I growled as their four hands spent entirely too long "cleaning" me. I was sure that Maja was trying to get me to blow my load. She even made sure to "scrub" my testicles really well before she gave up.

"Now that you've had your fun," I warned her. "You're gonna get the massive load that you just worked up, you naughty minx..."

I picked her up and carried her out of the shower. Irina turned off the water and followed. I quickly dried the two of us and then scooped her up to carry her to the bed.

I laid her in the middle and climbed between her thighs.

"You tried to get me to cum, just now," I told her. "That means, I get to punish this pussy before I fuck you."

"I didn't...," she argued. "Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Her fingertips dug into my scalp as I savaged her sex with my lips and tongue. I attacked every part of her that I thought would get a reaction - eventually ending at her clitoris - which had finally emerged from its hiding place.

Her thighs slammed against my face hard enough to make my ears ring. Her body jerked, and she shrieked. I felt the bed move as the younger woman scooted closer to console her stepmother.

"Irina...!" the woman gasped. "Ugh! Fuck! So intense! Never...!"

Her body jolted again and another river of nectar poured from her coochie. I abandoned her clitoris to clean her up before she ruined the sheets.

As soon as I had sucked and licked up all of her goodness, I caught Irina's hip and pulled her across her stepmother's body.

The widow hugged the girl's shoulders and kissed her temple as I dove in to give the younger woman a copy of what the widow had gotten.

Irina's thighs wrapped around me. Meanwhile, the foot and toes on Maja's right leg were caressing my back and tugging at my ass. She helped her stepdaughter hold me in place as the blonde screamed out her own climax.

When she had recovered - and I'd licked her clean - I climbed up their two bodies to offer them each a taste of their pussies.

"Naughty boy," Maja whispered seductively. "Making me taste my stepdaughter's pussy on his lips."

I scooped a hand under Irina's butt and moved her to the side. I took my cock in my fist and guided it to Maja's entrance.

"Do it," she whispered. "You were right. I tried to get you to empty your balls in the shower. You've bested me. Claim your prize."

I grinned at her and stopped pushing before I entered her.

I scooted her to the left and then rolled to my back onto the mattress between them.

"What... What are you doing?" she asked.

"Why should I serve you if you lost?" I asked her. "Come on, you wicked woman... See if you can convince my balls to give you their prize..."

I glanced over at Irina. She smirked at me and rolled to her side, running her fingers over my chest - watching her stepmother.

"Come on, now," I told her. "You admitted that you tried to cheat me..."

"Alright, alright...," she kvetched as she got to her knees.

She sat on her knees, beside me, looked into my eyes, grinned mischievously, and stroked my cock. Irina looked from me to her and giggled.

"It won't work," I told her. "I'm not cumming until your sweet nectar is running down over my balls - after you've screamed through two more climaxes at least... Get up there and show me what a good loser looks like..."

"Loser...," she grumbled.

She threw a leg over me and pressed my cock against her abdomen.

"Oh, fuck, Mama!" Irina gasped. "It goes past your navel!"

The widow looked down at my penis and then her eyes traveled to mine. She nibbled that bottom lip again.

"You are absolutely beautiful," I told her. "I can't wait to feel how tight that pretty pussy of yours is..."

Irina reached down and stroked her fingers along the woman's leg encouragingly.

Maja sighed, raised herself up on one knee, nudged the head of my penis into her entrance, and then lowered herself - gasping for breath as my cock slid deeper and deeper inside of her.

The head pressed against her uterine wall just before she managed to take it all.

"Good girl," I said, reaching up to gently pinch her left nipple. "You doing alright?"

She didn't answer. She leaned forward, gripped my shoulders, raised halfway off of me, and then sank down again.

"Fuck...," she growled. "Never had one this... Fuck."

"You okay, Mama?" Irina asked her, squeezing her bicep.

"I'm so full, Irina," she said. "It's... There's no room left. His cock... It's not painful. It actually..."

She nibbled that bottom lip again.

"It's... good. Just... There's so much."

I leaned forward and kissed her.

"You... You can be done, if you want," I told her.

She fixed me with a glare. I had insulted her.

That glare lasted almost until her first orgasm. She began slowly and then - slowly forgetting that she was pissed at me - really began fucking me. Just before she came, the anger was replaced with ecstasy.

She started to nibble that lip again but - instead - her mouth fell open and her climax made her forget everything - including to remember to breathe.

By the time she remembered again, she was hurrying to catch up - gasping for air.

Her creamy ejaculate was sliding down my shaft but she was already working towards a gallop - charging off to chase down that next climax.

Her shoulder-length hair swayed forwards and backwards - in time with her breasts - as she rode my cock with the goal fixed firmly in her mind. I was certain that her goal was her climax - and not mine - but I was okay with that.

She was moaning and swearing and groaning and keening. She was gorgeous. She had completely forgotten about her dead husband. The listless woman from an hour before was now lively, determined, and working hard. Beads of sweat covered her naked flesh as she fucked my cock furiously in and out of her womanhood.

I let her go a bit longer and then I rolled her onto her back, grabbed an ass-cheek in one fist, and powered into her.

"Fuck me, you monster...," she purred. "I don't remember the last time I came this many times. I'm so close again. Finish in me. Let me have my prize. Please..."

I leaned down, sucked a nipple, and then kissed her hard. She began to cum. She held my face in her hands, kissed me long and hard, and shuddered through one more release - a powerful one.

When it was done, she opened her mouth to say something but I buried my cock in her and groaned as I gave my balls permission to unload.

"Oh! Oh, fuck! Oh...!" she moaned, as the heat of my steamy load filled her.

Jets of jizz erupted from my prick and flooded her depths. I kissed her as the last of my load spurted inside of her.

I sat back on my knees and looked at the blonde.

"You don't have to...," she began

"Irina!" Maja exclaimed. "I did what you wanted."

I looked back over to the young woman again.

"I can give you sloppy seconds... or you could suck your stepmother's jizz off of my cock...," I told her, grinning wickedly.

"You should clean him, daughter," Maja told her.

"You wish me to know what your pussy tastes like, Mother?" she asked her.

The widow's look was more doe-eyed than I had expected.

"Taste it," she instructed.

The blonde got up, shoved me into her place on my back, climbed across my legs, looked her stepmother in the eyes, and lowered her mouth onto my cock - sucking it as far inside as it would go. She continued to hold eye-contact with the woman as she licked, sucked, and slurped my prick until it was spotless.

"Taste yourself on my lips and tongue, Mother," the girl said, climbing across me to reach the widow.

The two made out. The widow cupped one of the young woman's breasts in her hand and kneaded it in her fingers. Irina moaned into her stepmother's mouth.

When their lips parted, the blonde gave the widow a lewd look and then slowly backed up until her chin was over the woman's small, dark landing strip.

"Shall I taste you, Mother?" she asked the woman.

"I... I would like that," Maja said, nodding - and then nibbling her bottom lip again.

I watched the young woman gobble her stepmother's snatch. It was sexy as fuck. I rolled to my side, kissed the widow, and then lowered my head to torment her areola and nipple. Irina's right hand found my privates. She massaged my balls and then began stroking my cock. It was soon back to full-size again - and hard enough for whatever she had in mind.

Maja cried out with another orgasm and stroked her fingers through Irina's hair.

"You are good with your tongue - like your father was," she told the girl.

Irina climbed her body again and gave her more naughty kisses. When they parted, she shared the mingled flavors with me. I tasted a bit of myself - but it was mostly Maja whose flavor I detected.

"Can I beg a favor?" she asked.

"If it's to plow you from behind while you eat her pussy, the answer is yes...," I said, grinning.

She giggled and gave me another peck.

"Switch places with Mother," she said.

Maja and I traded spots.

"On your side," the blonde ordered. "Slide your cock into me, hook your hand under my right leg - pinning it to my body - grip my throat in your fist - and fuck me hard and fast."

She lay on her back - with her right arm trapped between us. She lifted her right leg into the air. I pulled her body towards the foot of the mattress until her butt was almost touching my legs - which were hooked under her. Her left leg was lying on the mattress. With her right knee almost touching her chin and her left leg open, her pussy was gaping. I easily slid my cock inside of her pink folds - straight into her grasping channel.

With my right arm trapping her right thigh against her ribs, I reached up and wrapped my hand around her throat. I felt her swallow and glanced at her face - expecting to see a worried look in her eyes. Instead, she looked happy - and very horny. She reached her left hand up and wrapped her small slender fingers around my wrist, feeling my muscles within her grip.

"Squeeze my throat a little and pound the fuck out of me," she said. "I've seen this on the internet and wanted to try it so badly."

Her tiny nipples were standing out from her B-cup breasts. I quickly pinched and tugged on each of them and then grabbed her throat in my fist again. I pressed my lips to her right ear.

"You want me to fuck you, little whore?" I asked.

"Yes...!" she pleaded.

She took almost all of my cock before I ran out of room. I shifted my hips back a bit to make sure I wouldn't pummel her insides too much and then I began fucking her. I fucked her hard and fast.

"Harder...," she begged.

I fucked her harder and she squeezed her fingers on my fist. I realized that she wanted me to choke her more. I wasn't super comfortable with that part but I squeezed a little harder. She swallowed again - and then squeezed my fingers again. She swallowed once more and then nodded.

"Cum in me," she begged, her throat a little raspy. "I want to feel it."

It hadn't been that long since her stepmother had drained my balls but the blonde's body shape reminded me enough of Emily and April that I was hard just watching her.

Watching her suck her stepmother's pussy had helped as well. The brief blowjob she'd given me beforehand hadn't hurt either.

I pistoned my dick in and out of the young woman - her body shaking as I slammed into her. Soon, her body began to shudder.

"Faster!" she urged.

I fucked her as hard as I could. I checked her face again. She was deliriously happy. She was not at all in control - and it was just what she wanted. Her body flopped and lolled as I held her in place and pounded the hell out of her.

Her neck muscles began straining and I worried that she was struggling to breathe but she suddenly began convulsing - powerful tremors shook her body as she came. Her pussy squirted all over my cock, balls, and legs. Since I was wrapped underneath her, I got the full effect.

As her hot ejaculate sprayed over me, my balls tensed, my cock lurched, and I began to fill her. I shoved in as deeply as I could and pumped my load into her.

Her body jolted once more and a second burst of watery jism erupted from the young woman. The widow grinned, leaned over and kissed her cheek.

"You have been saving that, I think...," she said softly.

She rolled off of the bed, went to the bathroom, and returned with a hand towel. She tossed it to me.

"I had planned to clean you up - to return the favor for what she did earlier - but that's a bit more than I want to try to deal with."

I returned her grin. The woman looked happy - far happier than she had when I'd arrived.

I cleaned the two of us up as best I could.

"That's close enough," the widow said. "I'll need to change the sheets - or maybe I could just sleep in Irina's bed instead."

She looked at the blonde - who bit her lip and nodded.

"We'll clean it up tomorrow, then," she said. "Let us walk you back to the door."

I got dressed and the two of them walked me down the hall and through the front room.

At the entrance to the home, I got kisses from each of them.

"Thank you for coming to visit," Maja said.

She twined her fingers through Irina's and then kissed her on the mouth. The blonde grinned shyly.

I slipped out, returned the Corolla to the car lot, and drove home.

Three lusty women were waiting to taste me - and to tempt my prick into rising from its slumber.

I looked down across my body and watched the MILF and my two fiancées work together to get me cleaned up and then hard again.

Maggie climbed into the saddle and rode me as the other two sucked her tits and squeezed her ass. She came twice before I had a load worked up for her. I rolled her onto her back and pounded her into the mattress until I busted a nut in her.

After that, the other two bent over her to suck my jizz out of her pussy. I slid my tired, slick penis into each of them and gave them each an orgasm before I collapsed onto the bed.

Since April hadn't exactly gotten the pussy-pounding that she had wanted, they let her climb on top of me. She promptly slid my cock back inside of her still-trembling vagina. The other two snuggled up against us and we all fell asleep together.

~~~ End of Chapter 31 ~~~

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