MILF Town New Jersey Ch. 04

Author's Note: The following is a work of fiction. All participants in sexual activities are over the age of eighteen.

This is the fourth chapter in a five part series. It is the follow-up series to Mrs. Mandalucci, but is also a stand-alone series in every way. The tone of this series is more raunchy than romantic. Not just anal, but lesbian interactions, threesomes, foursomes, and moresomes may all occur. A total sexfest. If that's your sort of thing, then have a read and enjoy the ride.

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MILFTOWN, NEW JERSEY

CHAPTER FOUR:

LIFE'S BEEN GOOD TO ME SO FAR

by Eosphorus

Mrs. Erickson--Artemis, she insists I call her--calls out to me as I'm walking into Gio's.

She's in a pink tanktop and black tights. Damn. My tastes tend towards curvier MILFs, but her athletic build has its own strong appeal.

She hugs me, like she always does. I breathe in her vanilla scent, enjoying the firm yet feminine feel of her body.

De withdraws, a big smile on her face. "How're you enjoying working next door?"

"I love it. Good tips, free pizza, no early mornings."

"I love it first thing in the morning," she says. "Everything's quiet. I started today with a nice long bike ride."

A long bike ride to start the day, then teaching yoga and pilates all day? No wonder she has a physique girls half her age would envy.

"You get in a lot of exercise," I say.

She shrugs. "From what I hear, so do you. Miranda told me she's giving you yoga lessons."

"She did?"

Artemis winks. "She tells me everything. Relax. I can keep a secret. See you around, cutie."

She goes inside. I admire her ass, the way her tights leave nothing to the imagination. And those strong-looking thighs.

Damn, damn, damn. The MILFs in this town.

So Artemis knows about Miranda and me, huh? Then she probably also knows about Miranda's stable of young stallions. Not just me, but Jackson and whoever else. Imagine if Artemis sometimes partakes of Miranda's stable. Or has one of her own.

Fuck. Could you even imagine?

I go inside Gio's. Jackson and I fist-bump, laughing. It's been our ritual since last week and the threesome with Miranda. I wonder if anyone else at work has noticed we're close pals all of a sudden.

I guess spitroasting the same redheaded MILF goddess encourages male bonding.

Who knew?

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"I give up. Please, no more."

Miranda shakes her head. "Two more. That's all."

"Fine." I take a deep breath and do the yoga stretch again, holding my legs above the ground at an unnatural angle. It's agony.

"Okay, that's enough," Miranda says.

I lower my legs and catch my breath. What torture! Why does Miranda want to cause me such pain? I thought we were friends as well as lovers.

"Only one more, sweetie," Miranda says.

I close my eyes, taking a deep breath.

Do it. Finish strong. Reject mediocrity!

I don't know how but I manage one more. I lay back afterwards, catching my breath. "The ladies at Artemis's studio make it look easy."

Miranda rubs my shoulder. "You're doing great."

She lays on her back next to me on her own yoga mat. I sit up, smiling at her. Drinking in the sight of her.

Her red hair is in a ponytail, highlighting the shape of her neck. Such elegant, mature features. What'd she look like when she was my age? I can't imagine it was more beautiful than now.

"Whatcha thinking about?" she asks.

"How beautiful you are."

Miranda smiles. "You know what to say to a girl, don't you?"

"I'm only speaking the truth, and I know you love to hear it."

"I do," she says. "Artemis says the time to worry is when the boys stop staring at you."

"Neither of you need to worry about that anytime soon," I say.

"What do you think of Artemis?"

"She's hot," I say.

"Most definitely," Miranda says.

"There's something I want to ask you about her."

Miranda raises an eyebrow. "You mean if I've fucked her? Of course I have."

WHAT? Miranda and Artemis going at it? Holy fuck there's an image. "For real?"

"Yes." Miranda sits up. "But I suddenly don't think that's what you wanted to ask me about her, was it?"

"I ran into her yesterday. She said you tell her everything."

"Is that okay?"

"She's trustworthy?" I ask.

"She's cool. And her sex life is just as wild as mine."

I grin. "That's interesting."

"Enough talk. Let's hop in the shower and make the most of the next hour before I have to start work."

"Now that," I say. "Sounds like a great idea."

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"We really have to stop running into each other like this."

I look up. There's Artemis in shorts, a white sports bra, and a baseball cap.

My old high school's track first thing in the morning isn't where I expected to run into her. Talk about pleasant surprises.

I stand. "Hey! I thought you preferred biking early in the morning."

"I just felt like running," she says in a spot-on Forrest Gump voice.

We laugh. Gotta love a lady not afraid to be silly.

"This track brings back memories," she says.

"You went here?" I ask.

"I ran track, too. Made All-Conference three times."

My eyes widen. "That's no small feat!"

"Think you can keep up with me?"

"I'd like to try."

Artemis grins. "Let's go. Stretches first."

We go through our stretches. It's hard not to stare at her. What a physique! Tall and athletic.

She has a perfect butt, big tits, and toned limbs. My mind races, imagining what I'd do to her. You'd think twice-weekly hookups with Miranda would alleviate my state of near-constant horniness. Quite the opposite, actually.

I catch her glancing my way a few times, too. At least I think she does. Maybe I'm fooling myself.

Artemis stands. "Go through your stretches again. Let me see how much Miranda has taught you."

I go through the stretches. Artemis watches silently, studying me.

"Your form is good," Artemis says. "Miranda's an excellent instructor."

"I'm doing my best. Yoga's tough."

She laughs. "Sure it is. You're doing great. Shall we begin?"

"Set the pace," I say.

We take off running. Her stride and form are perfect. She's also fast as hell. Not just for her age, either. She sets a vigorous pace and we do three miles in twenty-four minutes. I get the impression that's a regular workout for her.

We cool down afterwards, retrieving our water bottles. I compliment her form.

"That's another way yoga helps with running," she says. "A kinesthetic precision, and the joy that brings."

"I never thought about it that way."

"It's part of my philosophy of mindfulness," she says. "The need to be in the present includes being aware of your body and what it's experiencing. Now it is time for our after-workout stretches."

We go through a series of stretches. I follow her lead. It gives me an excuse to stare at her lovely contours.

She straightens up. "Do that last stretch again."

I do as she says and she shakes her head. "No, no. That's all wrong. Do you mind if I show you?"

"Go ahead."

She steps forward, placing her hand on my shoulder. With her other hand, she adjusts the position of my arm. Her big boobs press into my back. Her sweaty scent fills my nostrils and I like it. Nothing like the smell of a sexy, sweaty woman. I can't imagine how I must smell, but she doesn't seem to mind.

"Keep your elbow straight," she says. "And breathe out when you stretch."

She pushes my shoulder gently. I do the stretch, but forget the breath part. I'm kinda distracted.

"Let's try again," she says.

Artemis's mouth is mere inches from my ear. She pushes my shoulder again, her breast still pressed against my back.

I somehow remember to breathe out.

She remains in place. "Breathe out slower. Start sooner, end later. Let the air empty from your lungs as you reach. Let's try again."

I'm able to concentrate enough to follow her instructions, but I'm not sure how.

She steps back. "Much better. I'd love to sit in on one of Miranda's training sessions."

"That'd be great."

"I mean it," Artemis says. "I'll call Miranda and set it up. You know, this was really fun. I'm glad I ran into you."

So am I.

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I love Tuesdays.

I do my morning workout then work the lunch shift at Gio's. Tuesdays are usually a zoo because of the $9.99 large pie special. Today is no exception, which means tons of tips for me! I drive home to clean up after. I shower, humming a song that's always playing at Gio's and is now stuck in my head.

"My Maserati does one-eighty-five," I sing as I hose off. "I lost my license, now I don't drive."

Next it's off to Miranda's for "Date Night." That's code for she cooks something and we fuck. Yup. Gotta love Tuesdays.

Miranda is in the kitchen cooking when I get to her place. She looks incredible--What else is new?--in a burgundy v-neck top and tan skirt.

Damn.

She turns and kisses me before returning her attention to the stove.

"You look extra hot tonight. "I brush aside her red tresses and kiss the spot where her neck meets the collar bone. "What's for dinner?"

"Pesto penne with chicken sausage," she says.

I kiss her neck again. "It smells wonderful."

Miranda turns around, kissing me back. "You are a giant distraction. Can't you see I'm trying to cook?"

"You're just so damned irresistible."

Miranda points a wooden spoon in the direction of the kitchen table. "Sit."

"I'm sitting, I'm sitting."

I take a seat and Miranda turns back to the stove. "Artemis told me she ran into you at the track yesterday. She's stopping by in a few minutes to borrow something."

"Okay," I say.

"It'll just be a minute, then she'll be out of our way."

Or she could stay. "It's all good."

Miranda checks the pot again. She mixes everything in a sauce pan and puts the cover on.

There's a knock at the front door.

"I'll get that," Miranda says.

Miranda greets Artemis with a hug. Artemis has on white capris, a blue sleeveless top that shows-off her toned shoulders, and flip-flops. Hot as hell in a laid-back way.

They come into the kitchen.

"Hey, you!" Artemis says.

"Hi," I say.

Artemis rolls her eyes. "Gimme a hug."

I stand and we hug, longer and tighter than normal for a casual acquaintance. Not that I mind. I breathe in her vanilla scent and enjoy her closeness.

Artemis backs off, turning to Miranda who hands her a paperback. "Here's that book you wanted to borrow."

"Thank you," Artemis says.

"But don't hurry off," Miranda says. "How about a glass of wine first?"

Artemis nods. "Why not? I do have the entire evening."

Something about their interaction seems scripted. Okay, though. I'll play along. "Allow me. Have a seat, ladies."

"That sounds marvelous," Miranda says.

They go into the living room and sit on the couch. I pour wine while the ladies speak in hushed, conspiratorial tones. I hand them their glasses.

"Don't forget yourself," Miranda says.

"Yes, do join us," Artemis adds.

This fantasy can't actually be playing out, can it? No one's that fortunate. Then again, after the threesome with Jackson, anything's possible. I pour myself a glass and return to the living room. The ladies slide to opposite ends of the couch, Miranda patting the empty cushion.

This keeps getting better.

I sit between them. They act casual, leaning back and sipping wine. Bright smiles on their faces. They chat. The new owner of The Mill is installing an upgraded security system, apparently.

What a place to be, sitting between two world-class MILFs! So close I could stretch out my arms and wrap them around both their shoulders.

Miranda rests a hand on my knee. Artemis drapes her arm on the back of the couch behind me.

My stomach tightens. If this is going where I think it may be, how am I supposed to satisfy both of them? These are two experienced women, after all. And if Artemis has even half the appetite as Miranda, pleasing both will be no small task.

I sip wine. Yes, wine will relax me. I take another sip, breathing deep.

Miranda rubs my shoulder. "Everything okay, sweetie?"

"Of course."

"Artemis, hon, why not stay for dinner?" Miranda says.

"Why not indeed?" Artemis says. "It'll give me a chance to get to know Neil better."

"I thought you'd find the idea appealing." Miranda stands and goes into the kitchen.

I turn towards Artemis, her hazel eyes brimming with mischief. Her arm remains on the back of the sofa. I take a moment to enjoy her pretty, mature features.

"How was work today?" she asks.

"Good. We had a big delivery to one of the summer camps. Jackson helped me."

Artemis peppers me with questions, nodding and smiling. Listening to the minutiae of my day with what seems like rapt fascination. She brushes my shoulder with her hand now and again, laughing and smiling. Putting me under her spell.

Our eyes meet. Hers are like two copper pennies but with tiny flecks of green. They draw me in, staring back at me. Holding me in their grip.

Such beauty.

"Sweetie, can you set the table?" Miranda calls from the kitchen.

The spell breaks and I set the table for three. Artemis watches me from the living room, her arm stretched out on the back of the couch and her legs crossed. I look her way and she sips wine, smiling.

Miranda places a bowl of pasta at the setting at the head of the table. "Sit here, sweetie. This way Artemis and I can share you."

I raise an eyebrow. That was suggestive, wasn't it? Yet Miranda said it with such casual ease it's hard to be sure.

Artemis takes the chair to my right, Miranda to my left. I glance at both of them and sample a piece of pasta. It's incredible, of course.

"It's great how you've been incorporating the yoga stretches into your regimen every day," Artemis says. "That shows real dedication."

I shrug. "Miranda's an excellent teacher."

"I don't doubt it," Artemis says. "Just keep working on your breathing."

"Teaching that aspect is beyond my expertise," Miranda says.

Artemis's eyes turn my way. "I'm sure there's plenty you've taught him, but I think I may be able to add one or two things."

Miranda smiles. "I'm certain you could."

"I wouldn't mind finding out," Artemis says.

They're having fun, aren't they? Teasing me. Not coming out and saying specifically where this is going. If that's where it's going.

My hand trembles. Why am I so nervous? After all, Miranda and I have done a threesome before. But that was different, wasn't it? I was worried then about being able to go through with it. Now I hope I'm up to the challenge.

If I only cared for my pleasure, this'd be no big deal. If I'm going to be with both of them, though, both must leave bed satisfied. They must come first.

I glance at each of them in turn, steeling my nerves. If my goal is to satisfy two lustful MILFs, then that's what I'm going to have to do. Or leave it all on the field trying. Reject Mediocrity!

"What have your coaches said about yoga?" Artemis asks.

"Not much. They're kinda old school."

Artemis goes into a detailed discourse on how yoga is the perfect cross training for track. I eat, listening closely. Before long, our bowls are empty along with our wine glasses.

Miranda refills our glasses and insists on doing the dishes. "You two are my guests. Go into the living room and relax. Artemis, why don't you pick out a record to play?"

"Will do," she says.

Artemis thumbs through Miranda's vinyl collection. I sit on the couch watching her. It's cute the way her eyebrows scrunch as she reads through the titles. She pulls out a record. "KC and the Sunshine Band Live 1977."

Never heard of them. "Excellent choice."

Artemis takes the record out of its sleeve and places it onto the record player. She positions the needle onto it and turns the player on. Jeez. What people used to have to go through to listen to music!

A crackling noise follows and a funky seventies beat begins, Artemis singing along to it. "Do a little dance, make a little love."

I actually recognize this. Huh.

"Get down tonight!" Artemis sings. "Get down tonight!"

"Great choice!" Miranda calls from the kitchen.

Artemis's hips sway to the music. My eyes lock onto her. Her movements are smooth and deliberate. Of course they are. Kinesthetic precision, she called it.

She reaches her hand out to me. "Dance with me."

I take her hand. She pulls me close but not against her, swaying and rocking to the funky seventies beat.

Artemis beams, her entire body moving in perfect harmony with the music. It's impressive to see. My motions are clumsy and awkward compared to the fluid way she syncs it.

She moves closer. "I love the pleasure of pure movement. Don't you?"

We graze against each other. I glance toward the kitchen. Will Miranda be jealous, or feel slighted? A memory of her getting nailed from behind by Jackson while she sucked my dick pops into my head. I don't think she'll mind so much.

Maybe I lean forward, maybe Artemis does. Who knows? A moment later her hands are holding either side of my face as our lips meet.

Holy shit.

Our tongues twirl, turning round and round. She tastes like sauvignon blanc.

I place my hands on her hips, our crotches grinding together as we kiss. My mind can scarcely wrap itself around the notion that I'm kissing another of my MILF crushes. There's movement at the edge of my peripheral vision. I look over.

Miranda sits on the couch, glass of wine in her hand. She crosses her legs, smiling broadly. "Don't let me stop you. Please, continue."

Artemis's hands guide my face back towards hers. We share a long, deep kiss, our arms wrapping around each other. Pulling our bodies together.

Okay, so this is now two of Mom's friends I've made-out with.

Artemis kisses me harder, sucking on my tongue. Almost as if she's trying to swallow it. I pull her tighter against me, my crotch swelling.

"This is so fucking hot," Miranda says.

Likes to watch, huh? Okay by me.

My hands wander down to Artemis's ass. I squeeze her amazing cheeks, pulling them against me. I glance Miranda's way. Her skirt is hiked up and she's fingering herself.

"Keep going," she moans.

Guess this threeway really is happening, isn't it? What a life!

Artemis pulls my shirt up and over my head, tossing it aside. She steps back, smiling. "Let's see what I'm getting tonight. Miranda assures me I won't be disappointed."

She undoes my shorts and pushes them down, followed right away by my boxers. My mostly-hard cock springs free. She grabs it, stroking its length. Bringing it up to rock hardness.

I'm naked in front of two clothed older women. This is too good to believe.

"Jerk his cock, Artemis!" Miranda cries. "Then suck it!"

Artemis wets her lips, meeting my gaze. She squats down in front of me, eyes locked upon mine. Grinning ear to ear.

She looks at Miranda as she strokes me. "You weren't lying, babe. This cock is gorgeous."

"Suck it," Miranda moans.

Artemis taps the front of her lips with her index finger. "To suck or not to suck. What's a lady to do?" She makes eye contact with me. "And how about you? My guess is you vote yes."

"I do."

Artemis shrugs. "Who am I to disappoint the two of you?"

She extends her tongue, looking into my eyes. Licking the tip of my cock. I gasp, a tingle of pleasure traveling up my spine.

Artemis takes me into her mouth, sucking me nice and slow as she stares into my eyes. Applying the perfect amount of suction.

She's good. Real good.

I look towards Miranda. We lock eyes as Artemis sucks my cock.

"That's so fucking hot," Miranda moans.

Artemis backs off, jerking my cock and gently squeezing my balls. She glances at Miranda. "Why don't you come over here and give me a hand with this cock?"

"Why not?" Miranda stands, straightening her skirt and approaching. She stares into my eyes, then kisses me hard. Backing off, she crouches next to Artemis.

"I told you his dick is marvelous, didn't I?" Miranda says.

Artemis smiles. "It's everything you said."

Miranda kisses the tip of my cock. "Would I lie to you?"

"Never," says Artemis.

Miranda sucks my cock. Artemis's hand grasps the base, jerking me slowly. My mind races. Two women interacting with my cock at the same time. Two!

"Holy shit," I moan.

Miranda backs off. Artemis takes her place sucking my cock.

I'm as aroused as I ever am. Two of the hottest MILFs in town are sucking my cock! The legendary Mrs. Loewenstein and the epic Mrs. Erickson!

No one should be this lucky. No one.

The ladies run their tongues up and down the sides of my cock. Miranda sucks my cock again. Artemis looks up at me, smiling. She rubs my thigh with one hand, gently massaging my balls with the other.

They take turns. Artemis sucking my cock, then Miranda. Back to Artemis. Over and over. Passing it between them. I can't look away, transfixed by the sight of these two singular women sharing my dick.

Miranda points my cock upwards and licks the length of the underside, all the way to the tip. She takes me into her mouth as Artemis licks my balls.

I gasp. "Oh god."

The sensations are overwhelming. Artemis's wet tongue on my balls and Miranda's lips on my cock. Waves of pleasure. Radiating outward. Overwhelming me. Joy beyond all bounds.

"Fuck," I moan.

Miranda smiles, jerking my wet cock as Artemis licks my balls. "I think he likes this treatment."

"I do," I murmur.

Artemis sucks my balls. She's gentle, but eager. Her tongue slides around them inside her mouth as Miranda sucks my cock. Cock and balls both being sucked.

Miranda backs off, kissing the tip and stroking my entire length. It's those pauses which keep me from coming. I'd finish inside a minute if they went all-out.

"Fuck," I moan.

Miranda kisses the side of my cock and gives me another thirty seconds of wet, eager sucking. Artemis licks my balls throughout.

They back off again, smiling.

"I have a bit of a kink for balls," Artemis says.

"I'm happy to help you indulge it," I say.

Artemis laughs. "I bet."

Miranda turns towards Artemis. "What do you say we take this upstairs?"

Artemis smiles. "Lets!"

They share a long, hot kiss. Tongues dancing. I wonder how much of it's for my benefit. Whatever. It's hot as hell.

They stand. Artemis kisses me, then turns my head towards Miranda. We share a hot tongue kiss as Artemis licks my neck. I turn my head back and forth between them, kissing them. Watching them kiss each other.

They move their faces closer and kiss me at the same time, three tongues dancing. I drape my arms around their shoulders, savoring their closeness. All this womanliness! I'm enveloped in their femininity, naked between them.

Miranda takes me and Artemis by the hand, leading us upstairs.

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"Look at this naked young stud," Artemis says when we reach Miranda's bedroom. "All ours to do with as we please."

"And we will," Miranda says.

"If I may make a small suggestion," I say. "You ladies have too many clothes on."

Miranda points to the bed. "Sit and stroke your cock. Go on. Artemis and I will take care of getting each other naked."

I sit on the bed, stroking my cock happily. This oughta be good.

Miranda and Artemis fall into each other's arms. They kiss, tongues and lips going at it.

Holy shit.

I stare, jerking off. This is one of the hottest things I've ever seen.

The ladies back off, glancing my way and smiling. Artemis peels off her shirt and tosses it aside. Miranda unbuttons her blouse. Miranda's skirt and Artemis's capris follow. Flip-flops and high-heels are kicked off. I jerk my cock faster.

Just like that, they're down to underwear. Yes!

They kiss again, hot and hard. Miranda unhooks her bra, her big tits springing free. Artemis does the same. Her tits are spectacular, twin mounds of softness on an otherwise taut body.

They slide down their panties, naked at last. Two stunning nude MILFs. What a dream!

Miranda looks my way. "Like what you see, sweetie?"

"So fucking much!"

Downstairs, the album plays on. I recognize the song.

"Oh, shake, shake, shake. Shake, shake, shake. Shake your booty, shake your booty."

Miranda and Artemis embrace, kissing wildly as their naked bodies melt into one another. Their tits press into one another, erect nipples grazing. Moaning as their hands run over each other's feminine curves.

I'm hard as a rock and turned-on as hell. I'll come just from this if it goes on much longer. I slow down, avoiding the head of my cock as I stroke it. As nice as relief would be right now, there's much more I want to experience first.

Miranda meets my gaze as Artemis kisses her neck. "Ready to join us?"

"So fucking much."

"What shall we have him do first?" Artemis says. "Lick our pussies?"

Yes, please!

"Our asses, too," Miranda says. "He loves licking MILF ass."

"You mentioned that, didn't you?" Artemis says.

"He's quite good at it," Miranda says.

Artemis smiles. "I'll be the judge of that."

Yes!

"Be my guest," Miranda says.

"I have a better idea." Artemis takes Miranda by the hand. "Let's get our asses eaten together."

Fuck, yes!

"Prepare to eat some MILF ass, sweetie," Miranda says.

The ladies crawl into bed. They face the headboard on their hands and knees, asses thrust upwards. What a sight! I crawl into bed behind them, looking back and forth, I place a hand on each of their asses.

"What are you waiting for?" Miranda asks. There's a playful bossiness in her tone. "Get ass-eating, boy! Artemis is my guest, so she's first."

I get into position behind Artemis. Staring at her glorious butt, heart soaring.

Here we go!

Leaning in, I spread her ass cheeks apart. I extend my tongue and plunge right in. Licking her asshole, sliding my tongue up and down over it.

Artemis gasps. "Fuck, that feels good. Eat my ass, boy!"

"Do as you're told," Miranda cries. "Eat her ass!"

Happily!

I lick on, my face buried between her ass cheeks. Maybe I'm depraved, but there's no place I'd rather bury my face than this, licking her butthole and fingering her pussy.

"That's so fucking good," Artemis moans. "Keep going. Fuck!"

Artemis rubs her clit and I add a second finger. She drops her face into the pillow, rubbing her clit faster. Moaning steadily.

"Don't stop," she cries. "Oh, fuck! I'm gonna come."

"Yeah!" Miranda says. "Make her come!"

From the tone of her voice I can tell Miranda's rubbing her clit. Maybe fingering herself, too. She gets off on me pleasuring Artemis, doesn't she? Good.

Artemis moans louder, her pussy contracting on my fingers as she comes.

"My turn!" Miranda says.

I slide behind Miranda. She's already rubbing her clit and fingering herself. I lean in and get right to work licking her asshole. Breathing in her aroused aroma. Trying to penetrate her with my tongue. Her sphincter is tight, though, but the thought of tongue-fucking her ass drives me wild.

"Eat that ass," she moans.

Artemis turns around and slides down next to me, whispering in my ear. "Mind if I take a turn?"

I back off. "Not at all."

Artemis licks Miranda's asshole. Long licks, her pink tongue sliding up Miranda's ass crack.

Miranda sighs. "Fuck."

Artemis pulls back and glances at me, eyes brimming with delight. "Your turn."

I pick up where Artemis left off.

"My turn," Artemis whispers.

I back off again. Artemis and I share a deep tongue kiss. She breaks it off, plunging her face between Miranda's lovely ass cheeks.

"Damn," Miranda whimpers. "I love this so much."

Artemis glances back at me. "Same time?"

"Sure!"

She sits up, spreading Miranda's cheeks apart. Leaning in from above. Our tongues slide over each other as well as Miranda's asshole.

"Oh fuck!" Miranda screeches, punching the mattress. "Fuck, fuck, FUUUCK!"

Artemis and I clutch Miranda's cheeks as we lick her butthole. Our hot breaths combine into one as Miranda howls incoherently. Her ass cheeks contract as she comes.

Miranda exhales. "No more, no more. I'm good."

Artemis and I back off.

"That was one of the biggest orgasms I've ever had," Miranda says. "I can't believe I got rimmed by two people at the same time. Now that you two have eaten my ass together you have to do whatever I say. That's the rule."

"Yes, ma'am!" Artemis and I say simultaneously.

Miranda laughs. "Artemis, hands and knees. Neil, behind her."

We take up new positions as ordered. I get behind Artemis and Miranda lays on her back in front of her. I'm going to get to watch Artemis go down on Miranda, aren't I? Awesome.

I spit in my hand and jerk my cock a few times, getting it wet. I finger Artemis a few times then get into position to work my cock inside her. Pulling back out and thrusting in deeper each time. Until I'm buried all the way inside her. I start thrusting, nice and slow.

I'm fucking Artemis! Yes!

I fuck Artemis steadily, hands on her amazing ass. Artemis lowers her head onto Miranda's pussy. Miranda moans, grabbing her own tits and twisting her nipples.

"That's so fucking good," Miranda moans.

I speed up, fucking Artemis harder.

"That's it, sweetie," Miranda moans. "Fuck her good. Show her how well I've taught you."

I pound Artemis's pussy faster. In and out, over and over. Eliciting steady moans as she goes down on Miranda.

"Fuck her!" Miranda says. "Fuck her while she eats my pussy!"

I hammer Artemis even harder, driving my cock as deep into her as I can. Loving her gorgeous ass and the butterfly tattoo on the left cheek.

Artemis lifts her face from Miranda's pussy. "Fuck me as hard as you can! Go all out!"

I oblige her as best I'm able. Giving her every ounce of strength I have.

"I'm gonna come!" Artemis screeches. "I'm gonna fucking come!"

I keep at it, pushing myself to the limit. Directing all my being into fucking her. Giving myself over to lust.

"I'm coming! I'm coming! FUCK!" Miranda lets out a prolonged, steady squeal, pinching both her nipples as Artemis devours her pussy.

Artemis lifts her head. "Fuck me hard! HARDER!"

I do my best. I'm already fucking her as hard and fast as I can. Just keeping it going is all I can do.

"I'm coming!" Artemis howls. "Holy shit!"

Her voice dissolves into incoherent squealing. I wait until she exhales before slowing down. Easing off, my heart pounding and sweat rolling down my back, until I'm thrusting into her nice and gentle.

"That's two orgasms each for the ladies," Miranda says. "Now it's the boy's turn. How shall we give it to him? Your call, babe."

Artemis looks back at me and smiles. "I think I know. On your back, boy."

Another rearrangement of bodies. I lay back, shoulders propped up on pillows against the headboard. Artemis whispers in Miranda's ear. Miranda nods, smiling.

Miranda straddles me, lowering herself onto my cock. She's still drenched and my full length slides in all the way. Balls deep.

"Fuck," she moans.

I thrust up into Miranda in time to her bouncing, squeezing those glorious tits of hers. Artemis lays next to me, holding my face in both hands and tongue kissing me.

It's so much femininity giving me so much pleasure there's no way I can hold out. Even if I wanted to.

Artemis kisses my neck, caressing my chest, Miranda riding my cock harder.

"I love your cock in me," Miranda moans.

Artemis kisses me again, then backs off smiling. She slides down behind Miranda. I don't know what she's got in mind until I feel her tongue on my balls.

Well, she said she has a thing for balls!

Miranda bounces hard on my cock and I thrust upwards in time to her movements.

I'm overwhelmed. It's all so much. The feel of Miranda's tight, warm pussy on my cock and her big tits in my hands. Artemis's tongue on my balls. The scent of three sweaty people fucking.

My dick tingles, an orgasm rapidly approaching. It'll be an epic one, too. I can tell. How could it be otherwise? I thrust up harder, Miranda pushing down in concert to my thrusts. Gasping as she comes. I'm close. So close to sweet, sweet relief. The release of all my pent-up lust.

So close. So close.

YES!

My cock throbs, each pulse another explosion of joy. Throb after throb in quick succession. Lust and frustration pour out of me.

Thank goodness!

Miranda leans forward, holding my face in both hands and kissing me deep.

Nothing in life could top this. Nothing.

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I head home after midnight, replaying the evening's events as I drive along dark, empty streets. No one's out, just a cop car parked in front of the Mill keeping an eye on Main Street.

I sing that tune that's been stuck in my head since work. "I go to parties, sometimes until four. It's hard to leave when you can't find the door."

It wasn't long before I got aroused again after that first round. The three of us took a shower. I stood between them, Artemis sucking my cock as Miranda licked my ass. It was my first time on the receiving end and I understand why it's so intense. I came hard in Artemis's mouth.

I pull into the driveway, surprised to see Mom's car isn't there. That's odd. She would've texted me if she got called into work.

I've changed into pajamas and am microwaving pizza when the front door opens.

"Hey, honey," Mom says. "I didn't know you'd still be up."

She's in a teal dress with white flowers. Guess she wasn't at work.

Mom reaches into her purse and places her revolver and badge on the island.

"Do you ever go unarmed?" I ask

"I've got my reasons."

I shrug. "Want a slice?"

"Yeah."

We sit at the kitchen island drinking Yuengling and eating reheated Gio's. Neither of us asks where the other has been. Or with whom.

I hate this. Mom's always been understanding. When I lost my virginity to Emma, I told her. No details beyond saying I wasn't a virgin anymore. But all this stuff with Miranda and now Artemis is way too much to share.

I guess it was inevitable. I was gonna grow up and have a sex life. A huge part of me she shouldn't know anything about.

Mom finishes her beer. "I'm going to bed."

She pauses, her hand on my shoulder. "Are you doing okay, honey? I know you're all grown but I still want you to know I'm always there if you need to talk."

"I'm doing great. Thanks, Mom."

She smiles and nods. After she goes upstairs I open another beer. I sit in the dark thinking about my evening. Wondering how anything on Earth would ever be able to top it.

I sing that dang song again. "Life's been good to me so far."

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End Notes:

- I hope you enjoyed the fourth installment of MILFtown, New Jersey! The final chapter has already been written and will appear here soon so keep an eye out for it. How will the saga end? Likely with lots of orgasms.

- Thanks again to DJMac1031 for his advice during the creative process. Special thanks to Prettylynne for her help with the title. I'm privileged to have author friends like them. Both are very talented writers whose work you should check out.

- Song credits: "Get Down Tonight" and "(Shake, Shake, Shake) Shake Your Booty" by KC and the Sunshine Band. Also, "Life's Been Good" by Joe Walsh.

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- Find my complete works here. For those interested in learning more about me and my writing, check out the interview I gave to fellow Literotica author Bob_Aganoush. Thanks for reading! Comments and feedback are always appreciated.