WHO'S ON FIRST ?

The four hot moms were seated together in the bleacher watching their sons play ball. None of them found the biz all that interesting, they were just there to support their son and the team. Watching a field full of young teenagers play pony league baseball in the summer heat can be a tedious liaison. They wanted their son to win of course, and they often did, but their attentions were not always focused on the action on the field of view. They were usually staring at, and making comments about, the Whitney Moore Young Jr. man coaching the team.

The team was good, in offset spot in their sectionalisation, which brought many of the parents and kin extremity and former witness out to the game, so the gang had grown with each victory. But the four hot mum had been there from game one and were always seated in a cluster of lawn chairs a short distance away from the bleacher. That way they could moderate out the coach and shit all of their several remarks, which were loaded with desire and lewdness and insinuation, and not be overheard.

The motorcoach, named Augie, was a giving youthful man in his mid-twenties. He was tall and sharpen and athletic, a former college baseball role player, with short, dirty-blond fuzz and child blue middle behind the shades he constantly wore. The moms loved watching the smooth, agile way he moved around and peering at his ass, tightly wrapped inside his jean. Of course Augie had checked out the moms too. He had a toilsome time not looking at them. At their hot bodies and firm tits and cherubic goat, at every game, without hubby, dressed in curt shorts with halters and molded tops, smiling when he glanced their way. He kept his sunglasses on, hoping they wouldn't see him sneaking peeks. But they knew.

The hot mammy all had shaver in their teens and were quite a bit older than Augie. But that didn't stop them from wanting a piece of his young ass. Or at least talking about it.

Kayla was the least blunt of the four of them. She was the newest addition to the clique, 34, recently separated from her hubby, headed for divorce, and raising her son alone for the first time. She was Negroid, with kinky, retentive black hair, and was hot and horny. She watched Augie and hoped that he liked black women and burp butts. Her son was Jaylan, the left wing fielder.

"If he likes the dark meat, girls, look out,"she said.

Donna was the immature of the four at 32. She was half-Thai, a petite ball of fire with long, straightaway melanise hair down to her fine, full-bosomed ass. She was married to a henpecked, pussy-whipped comptroller, and had had men outside of her marriage a few times, usually during tax time of year. She'd had her son Rocky, the second baseman, at a new age.

"Nah, lady friend, I bet he likes Asiatic girls and I hope he likes it rough. I'd like to go under my teeth into him,"she replied."Make him beg me to stop. Or beg me not to."

Janelle was the erstwhile of the four. She was 40, but didn't look it. She was a tall blonde, a professional with a latent wild streak, hot and sexy and divorced. She had an on-again, off-again boyfriend, but she knew he was a nerd and was just for maintenance. The idea of taking Augie to bed was attractive to her, and in her mind, possible. Her son Jeff played center field.

"I just want to suckle his rooster,"she said.

Lexi was a brunette, 35, also divorced, with a great, severe body and an attitude to match. She was a country young woman, a local rough-around-the-edges redneck, very uninhibited, and tattooed in a few places, some visible with her skimpy outfit on, and some not. Her son, Ronny Joe, was a big, rangy boy, and was the first baseman.

Lexi and Janelle had met years before when they were both still married, and were tramp. They'd swapped husbands three different times before the guys said they wanted to see the wives getting it on. So Lexi and Janelle hopped into bed and went at it, and got into it pretty effective. One thing led to another and soon the men were jerking off and blowing each other. Janelle and Lexi had an occasion. The hubby had their own thing going. divorcement ensued. Janelle and Lexi had been tight ever since, and although they both liked men, they still took a roll in the hay together every now and then.

"Janelle, how about you take precaution of his movement while I take care of his buttocks ?"Lexi said."He won't know if he's coming or going."

All four moms laughed loudly, attracting the annoyed attention of nearby spectator pump. It was a important present moment in a closelipped game, so they shut up and settled down to watch. They knew their barks were unsound than their raciness, and figured it was likely none of them would end up in the release with Augie. But it was fun imagining what they'd each do with him if they had the chance. And they each wondered, if it were possible, which of them would be first ?

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"Hey, Coach !"Janelle called. It was a week later, after a close victory, and the team and coaches and spectators were walking across the discipline to their cars.

"Call me Augie,"he said, smiling, as she strode up beside him.

"Okay. Augie,"she said."Augie, I was wondering. Uh, the season is over soon, and I was thinking that maybe you'd like to give birth a company for the team. It's been such a good season and all, and I think everyone would enjoy it. And if you are interested, I'd like to propose to host the party at my house."

"Really ? You'd do that ?"

"Yes. I have a beautiful backyard with a puddle, Jacuzzi, a barbecue pit, and mess of space for other activities. I think it would be a nice matter to do, and the kids and parents could fete our successful season. I know it would be well-attended."

Augie liked Janelle, thought she was hot as coal. He'd had an showdown with her years before, when they both had different lives, but he knew now that she didn't remember him. It was seven years before, and they were both much different then. She didn't recognize him with his shorter hair's-breadth and dark glasses. But he could never have forgotten her. It was one crazy, delightful night and he'd learned a lot. In fact, it had been a turning point in his life.

"I think that's a great idea,"he said."And that's very generous of you. When were you thinking ? We still have four games to play, and then the playoffs."

"After the playoffs, of course. Why don't you come over to my house. You can see the layout and we can plan it together. And I'm surely some of the other parents would be happy to cant over in and help."

Augie agreed, and they arranged it. He knew there was no real rationality for him to preview the place, but he wasn't going to deform down a chance to get person-to-person with Janelle again. They would satisfy on Sat afternoon. That gave Janelle a few twenty-four hours to arrange to hold Jeff shipped off to his father or a champion's house on Saturday. If she was going to try to get in the carriage's pants, she didn't want to have her son hanging around.

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"Janelle, you sly little fox, you,"Lexi said."You're fixin'to make that boy, aren't ya ?"

Lexi's nasal twang surfaced whenever she was excited. Janelle had just told her about the party planning party she had set up for Saturday.

"If he doesn't score me first,"Janelle said.

"You may need some help, fille. I could total over if you like. We can tag-team him."

"Thanks, but no, I'm flying solo this metre, dear. But I'll support that in mind."

-- --

Janelle had suggested to Augie that they meet in the belatedly good afternoon on Saturday, and they agreed to four o'clock. She said that way it wouldn't interfere with any programme they might birth for that day, but her really reason was because it would be getting on happy hour, and she thought a couple drinks would relax them up.

Augie arrived at her home at a piffling after four. Janelle had left a note taped to the front door that said to issue forth right in, she was in the backyard by the pond. So he opened the door and entered. He walked past the keep room and kitchen to French people room access that opened onto the extend terrace out back. He walked out and saw Janelle seated at a bootleg rod iron, glass-topped table, a ceiling fan rotating above her. On the mesa was a legal pad, pens, what appeared to be a partner off clip, an ice bucket, two improbable plastic tumbler pigeon and a sweaty pitcherful of some golden beverage.

"Augie ! right wing on time,"Janelle said, and rose to greet him. She grabbed his mitt and squeezed them, a sturdy clutches. She was on her indorse deglutition already. liquidness courage.

She looked hot as sin, Augie thought. Her blond tomentum was was freshly frizzed, and she wore a lacy, v-neck beach cover-up over a black two-piece bathing costume, and was barefoot. He knew she had a fabulous body, he thought she'd look large in a potato pocket. But the black case behind the sheer, blanched cover charge was aphrodisiacal as hell.

"Have a seat,"she said, pulling a chair out for him. She poured him a drink."And have a Vodka tank. These taste nifty on a warm afternoon like this."

"Good,"he said, after taking a sip. His center panned around, glancing at the pool, the fountain, the Jacuzzi, the brick barbeque, the huge potted palms."Wow, Janelle, you have a beautiful backyard."

"Thank you. I think we can have a great political party and it will be fun for everyone, the kids and parents alike, don't you think ?"

Augie agreed, and took another drink. He wished he'd worn his wraith. It was hard to save his eyes off of Janelle's tits.

"And I have a rec way downstairs, with a puddle table, dart board and video secret plan. I'll show you that later if you like."

Augie nodded, took another sip. His cup was already half-empty, so Janelle picked up the ewer and topped it off. Hers too.

They got down to business planning the party. Janelle had planned it out in advance. She already had worked out the day, the clock time, the bill of fare, the details. Augie loved that, because what the hell did he do it about political party planning for a clump of Thomas Kyd ? So he nodded, went along with all of it, and when he asked about how a lot it would be, she told him it would cost him zippo. She had already talked to some parents who loved the idea and had agreed to pitch in to insure the costs and help with all of the logistics. They didn't think Augie should pay a dime because he had volunteered his time from springtime through summertime, coaching their sons, had done a darn effective job at it, and their boys were better because of it. They didn't want Augie to own to do a thing. They wanted to do it as a Thank You.

Augie was touched, his eyes watered."I'll get a cake,"he croaked.

Janelle smiled."Okay. You can play a cake."

In less than an hour the plans were done and the pitcher was running on empty.

"Want to take a dip ?"Janelle asked.

"Uh, I don't know,"Augie replied."I didn't bring a suit."

"Doesn't matter."

He looked around."What about Jeff ?"

"He's off to a friend's theatre. Won't be back until tomorrow. It's just us."She let that bent there, looking him in the center."Or,"she continued,"Why don't we sit in the Jacuzzi ? It's very relaxing. Tell you what. You get well-fixed in the Jacuzzi while I get us some more drinks. I'll join you in a dyad minutes."

She rose from the table, picked up the pitcher and turned and headed toward the kitchen. Augie admired the silhouette of her ass and upper thighs behind her translucent wrap as she walked. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his shirt, then he stood and took off his knickers. He folded his clothes and put them on the chairperson. With his boxers on, he walked to the tub and lowered himself into it. The cool body of water surrounded his body and sweaty balls and felt brilliant after sitting at the table in the sticky oestrus. He sat back and relaxed as the sun began to slide down behind the incline of the house, slowly bringing shade to the pool area.

Soon Janelle strode back across the patio with another twirler, picked up the loving cup from the mesa and came to the Jacuzzi. Augie was glad when she'd suggested more drinks because they tasted dandy and were going down easy. And it was turning their meeting into a company. And the way things were shaping up, maybe more than that.

Janelle poured the drinks, iced with regular hexahedron, into both tumblers, handing one to Augie. She put the pitcher down on the edge of the tub.

"A goner,"she said, raising her glass."To a Inferno of a carriage, a hell of a team, and what I'm sure will be a hell of a party."They drank."Here, hold this."

She handed her drink to Augie. Then she shed her lacy cover-up and tossed it on the deck of cards. Augie had to make an exploit to keep his tongue from hanging out. Her black courtship looked awe-inspiring with her tanned tegument as a background. He eyed her top, bulging with mamilla and pointed nipple, and her ass, a V-shape tapered to her goof, as she climbed into the tub beside him. She turned the spirt on low, and took her drink from Augie.

They sipped their drinks, getting comfortable, not saying anything for a time. When their drink were down to half-full, Augie topped them off.

"Ah, this is nice,"he said.

"Yes it is. I never get tired of it."Another soundless pause. Then :"I'm glad you came over, Augie. I think the party will be a fire. And you and the son deserve it. You have done a fantastic job with the squad this year."

"Thank you,"he said awkwardly.

"And throwing this political party was a enceinte idea for another cause,"she said, taking a gulp.

"Really ? What's that ?"

"It was a cagey way for me to get the two of us alone."

There it was, Augie thought. This lady doesn't great deal around. She was no fake seven year ago, and she's no Irish bull now. They both turned slightly, their eye connected.

"Worked like a magical spell,"Augie said softly.

"Do you have a girl, Augie ?"

"Nope."

"Do you like sr. cleaning woman ?"

"Yep. I'm in a Jacuzzi with a pretty hot one right now."

Janelle smiled."How old are you ?"

"26. And-a-half."He smiled back at her.

She laughed."You are so cute. I'm forty. That doesn't fuss you ?"

"Janelle, I'm in your Jacuzzi with you. We're half-naked and drinking vodka. What do you think ?"

"I think maybe we should do something about the half share,"she said, with a sly smile."osculation me."

He did, and there was nothing dainty about it. Her backtalk were soft and supple and sucked him in. Their tongues flicked and licked and dug deep. The kiss lingered on. When it finally ended, they paused, eyes-to-eyes, then quickly plunge in for seconds. Augie's hands soon went to work, settled on a breast and a butt. Janelle slipped a bridge player between his thighs, found what she was looking for and held it as they kissed. She felt it grow in her grasp. The kiss was long, vivid, as they groped.

"I've fantasized about fucking you,"Janelle said, with a gasp.

"Well, you talked me into it,"Augie said, with a rasp.

"Up here."

Janelle tapped her fingers on the ledge on one side of the tub, about halfway up. Augie scooted up and sat on it as Janelle spun around on her knees to face him.

"Let's engage these off,"she said.

She slipped her fingers inside the elastic waist of his underpants and pulled them down and off, and tossed them on the pack of cards. The water line was now caressing Augie's Lucille Ball and his dick was fully erected, and it was barely out of the water when Janelle took it into her mouth.

Augie groaned. He felt her hands on him, caressing his balls and ass. He held her head as it bobbed and his pecker slid in and out of it. Soon he was thrusting, fucking her face.

His totally cock disappeared into her mouth, and reappeared, over and over. Augie was amazed at the relaxation with which she throated him, in and out, smooth as silk. Her fingertips and nails played on his hardening nuts. He reached behind her back and unhooked her bikini top, took her titty in his hands. Her nipples were hard and enlarged between his fingers.

His arms were extended as he felt her up and fucked her oral fissure at the same fourth dimension, and prick and back talk worked in stark sync. Then one of his pokes was a tad too exuberant, and with his cock fully inserted into Janelle's oral fissure, his backside slipped off the ledge. He sank like a Edward Durell Stone and he yowled when her teeth scraped along his tenderize shaft and pinched the head on the way down.

His ass hit bottom, and his cock and balls collided with Janelle's thighs, who was on her stifle between his leg. She didn't miss a heartbeat. With quick finesse she raised up, pulled her bikini behind to the position and lowered herself onto him. Her cunt enveloped his rooster, her muscles tightened around it, and she started bouncing. Okay, Augie thought. Fucking underwater is good.

But not that good. Something was missing, the whizz was different. So he grabbed her butt with both hands, rose up, turned around, and parked her ass on the ledge. He ripped her thong off and started fucking her like it was their last day on Earth.

Augie was banging her with abandon, hoping he didn't shed his rear out. Janelle was squalling as he pummeled her, and her ass was being squished against the lip of the tub. He plunged his tongue into her mouth to quiet her. The neighbour might hear.

She came before he did, and she almost bit his tongue when she did. She squealed, only half-muffled, and her dead body shook like a nag at a dog intellectual nourishment factory.

"Oh shit !"she exclaimed loudly."Oh fuck."

Janelle's jizz flowed into the bubbly tub. She finally stopped vibrating, he pulled out."Did you descend ?"she asked.

"Not yet,"he said.

"You will soon."

She slipped her hands into his axillary fossa and pulled upward, and he stood up before her. The water was up to his thighs, and with her butt on the ledge, her fount and his upright cock were at the same storey. She pulled him closer, wrapped her mouth around his cock and resumed the blowjob she'd been giving him when he slipped off the ledge.

Standing in nominal head of Janelle, Augie watched, mesmerized, as his cock glided in and out of her spry mouth. He fondled her tit, felt her palm working his musket ball and a fingertip spook into his ass. He swung his bulwark to match her. It wouldn't take long.

Augie was slamming her pretty good, but Janelle's mouth held tight. She had a steadying grip with a smattering of scrotum and a finger up his ass, and was determined to give him the serious cock sucking of his young spirit. She wanted to taste his cum.

So she did. She heard a low, aerial groan and knew he was about to ejaculate. She rammed her finger all the way in and held a butt cheek in her other hand, and sucked with all her strength. He groaned again, louder.

"Here I come,"he said, with little breath, and his body shook and his knees knocked as his cum rose up and out in commit spurts.

Janelle felt his cum jettison into the back of her sass, then again, several more than clip. It was a major load, and it was hard to eat up with a big dick in her lip. Once he'd given her his all, she backed off, swallowed what she could, tasted the rest, and swallowed again, with ejaculate oozing out of the box of her mouth.

"sanctum shit,"Augie moaned."Incredible."

Without hesitation, he knelt between her legs. He wanted to eat her neat, sweet kitty, and he knew how she liked it. He spread her legs, squeezed her ass with both hand. He pressed his face into her genitalia and slipped a finger into her ass. He put his sassing on her stiffened clit. And with his lips surrounding it, making a business firm, cushioned Navy SEAL between his rima oris and her lush anatomy, he sucked.

"Oh My God !"Janelle shrieked, almost a call, at that number one contact.

Augie sucked it, and gently tongued it between his backtalk.

"Yes !"she said excitedly."That's it. Right there."

He kept at it, over and over, as Janelle squirmed and moaned, and he would go on to do so until she had another orgasm. Which he knew she would, and would soon.

"Oh shit,"she barked."Yes. There. Just like that."

It wouldn't be Sir Thomas More than another couple minutes. Janelle's body was convulsing like a willow in the twist and her cunt was about to explode.

"I'm gon na come again,"she hissed."I'm gon na come big."

Augie breathed in a inscrutable lungful of air through his nose and took one shoemaker's last long, nonstop power suck. He sucked the cum right out of her and took it in the human face. Her body writhed as she came, her ass slithered in his hands. When her release was over her spasms abated, and with her body wonderfully dog-tired, she pulled his caput up from between her stage. Their back talk met and spread apart, their cum-flavored knife dive together, and they kissed deeply and long. As the kiss was ending, just before Janelle was about to let her physical structure go down back into the deepness of the tub, she felt him enter her.

Augie wasn't through, he wanted to fuck her again. His cock was again at its fullest, so he slipped it between her pussy backtalk and rammed it home, and screwed her hard until he expelled a load of cum into her.

-- --

"Damn, Augie, that was amazing,"Janelle said."smell like coaching baseball is not your only talent."

They were still in the Jacuzzi, skin-to-skin, sipping the drinks Augie had refilled.

"I think you are the amazing one. You are fucking sexy as hell."

"Well, I have to tell you,"she said."I knew I wanted you, and I was pretty sure it would be good. But damn, boy, you are really sound. I can't remember the end clock time I felt so completely fucked. And where did you watch to eat pussy like that ?"

Augie wasn't sure if the doubt was rhetorical, so he took his time, sipped his drink. Then he said :"From you."

Janelle lifted her head from his articulatio humeri and looked up at him."Say what ?"

"You taught me."

"I taught you ?"Janelle said, confused."Taught you what ?"

"You don't remember me,"he said."But I remember you. I could never forget."

Janelle sat up, turned to him."I don't know what you're talking about."

"It was seven years ago,"Augie said."I was home for the summer after my soph year in college. It was a Friday night. I met you at a bar that's not there anymore, on the west position, it was called Anastasia's. I had on black jeans and a purple east Carolina tee shirt, and you wore a blue annulus with a white blouse, your hair was short, a wavy bob or something like that, and you looked hot as hell. We were flirting a small. I couldn't believe you were paying attention to me, being younger, but I was high on the thought of it. We hit it off, you invited me back to your place and I followed you home. It wasn't this place though, it was a townhouse. We had sex. And you taught me how to eat pussy."

Janelle got goosebumps when he mentioned the figure of the bar. She remembered the night. It was the alone time she'd ever been to the topographic point. She'd gone there because no one would know her, and she had to be discreet. The billet had a younger clientele and she thought maybe she could plug into with some Thomas Young stud for an nonchalant one-nighter. She was separated from her husband, headed for divorce, her son was spending the weekend with Dad. And she was horny.

"No,"she said.

"The townhouse was in a composite out by the old mall. Don't think of the street but the menage phone number was 256. There was not much furniture, but there was a governing body bed in a bedroom and a bunch of box stacked. You made it clear it was one night only. You took charge, you took me to bed and you showed me how you like it. I've never forgotten what you taught me, I've been doing it ever since. And I've never had any complaints."

Janelle was shocked."That was you ? His name wasn't Augie. It was, uh, what was it…"

"Gus. It's a nickname, just like Augie. My given epithet is Augustus, which I always hated. I had long hair then, was skinnier, and a everlasting three or four-day byssus. And no sunglasses."

"Oh My God,"Janelle said, her paw covering her gaspy oral fissure."You must think I'm awful."

"I don't think you're awful. Why would I think that ?"

"Because I did that. It was seven age ago, right ? I was 33, and you were what, 19 ? To foot up a college kid in a bar and admit him home like that."

"Come on, Janelle. We were just two people who met, the timing was right, we clicked and we went with it,"Augie said.

Janelle was mum for a minute. She was thinking back, and it was coming back.

"That was a crude time for me,"she said, shaking her psyche, looking down at the roiling water and holding his helping hand, embarrassed."I was separated from my husband, we were getting a divorcement, I was taking anxiety meds. The townhouse was a lease dimension we owned and were getting ready to sell. Jeff was with his beginner for the weekend. I had needs, I was out of it, I was lonely. I'm sorry."

Augie kissed her on her forehead."Don't be blue,"he said."It was one of the best nights of my life."

-- --

It was a muggy Fri nighttime in August. Gus had worked two job all summer, a day job as a carpenter's helper and a part-time gig at an gymnastic brake shoe entrepot. After he had wrapped up his last week on the day job, he and his old pal Marty played racquetball at the Y, and after their cascade decided to go tip a few. Gus and Marty were safe buds from maiden grade through twelfth, then went off to dissimilar colleges. Gus was a few days away from heading back to the university for his junior year, and this would be the concluding clock time they would see each former for a while. With their fake IDs in handwriting, they headed to Anastasia's, where the beer was common cold and the ewer were cheap.

The berth had a horseshoe bar and booths along two walls. Gus and Marty found two throne on one fold of the horseshoe and ordered a pitcher of beer. When the pitcher arrived they filled their mugs and took sound gulps, and the cold brew tasted capital after an minute of racquetball. They scanned the room, looking for hoi polloi they knew, not finding any. But as they talked, Gus caught the eye of an attractive older woman sitting a few can away on the horseshoe bend. He had a commodity three-quarter view, not from the incline and not broad strawman.

She had abruptly, rippled blond whisker, and wore a chic business lawsuit. She must ingest come from her job, Gus thought, a coach of some office or something. She was with another womanhood, younger, probably having a drink after work. Sharing a decanter of white wine.

The guys went through the number one hurler, and ordered a second. But after another fifteen mo, Marty said he had to go. He was running late, his girlfriend was texting him and would probably be pissed. He left Gus with half a pitcher.

Gus stayed. He wasn't going to emaciate the beer, and he wanted to keep his eye on that woman over there who was glancing his way, smiling at him, and making eye striking. He had a slight buzz by now and no programme for the night. Could he actually hook up with an older, sophisticated lady like her ? Be cool, he thought. Just be cool.

The ripple-haired blond had noticed him checking her out. Pretty salutary, she thought, he's cute, he'll do. She looked him in the eye a twain times, smiled at him, gave him a wink.

Gus could recite by their body language that the sometime woman and the younger fair sex weren't best ally or anything. They talked, but stiffly, without much ebullience. He sipped his beer, watched them patiently. The Friday Night customers started slowly rolling in.

The younger gal swigged the close of her second drinkable and picked up the chit in front of her. She opened her bag and put some bills on the bar. She said something to Blondie, stood up, and headed to the restroom. Blondie took a sip from her wineglass, which was running low, and turned her head toward him, looked him in the eye.

This is it, Gus thought, my opportunity. Do I go for it, or wimp out ? The place was filling up. It was yes or no, do or die, now or never.

"Excuse me,"Gus said to the bartender, who was fortunately nearby."That blond lady there. Do you know her public figure ?"He nodded in her direction.

The mixologist took a agile tone at her, shook his head and said,"Never seen her before. Why ?"

"Just rummy. She's pretty hot, don't ya think ?"

The barkeep was a short, round guy with a shaggy-haired brownish mustache, probably in his forty. He smiled, thought this young guy was a piece of piece of work."Don't you think she may be a little mature for you ?"

Gus shrugged his shoulders. He'd had one experience with an older woman off at college, a baseball groupie who lived close to campus and came to every place game. What the hell, he was going to call for a shot.

"Serve her another a swallow on me, tell her it's from Gus, and what is her name ? But land me a nip of diddly-shit Daniel's first."He slid a XX across the bar.

"okeh, slick magazine,"the barman said with a laugh, taking the bill."goodness luck."

The shot was in figurehead of him in thirty mo. He downed it, chased it with halfhearted beer, then watched as the blond's companion returned from the restroom and said her goodbye. As she departed, the bartender didn't miss a round. He put a refreshing, replete wineglass in front of the blond, spoke to her briefly and pointed at him.

"Thank you, Gus !"she called,"I'm Janelle,"loud enough for anyone nearby to hear. She raised her glass, said"cheer !"and took a sip.

Gus raised his mug, gave her his shit-eatingest grin, and took a gulp of beer. He was trying to decide what to do next when she gave him a little digit wave.

"Your friend left, my admirer left, care to join me, Honey ?"Janelle said, tapping on the bar in straw man of the faecal matter next to her. The Valium and the vino were talking and she wanted to take this kid home.

Gus didn't hesitate. He left the warm pitcher sitting on the bar, called for a cold one and sidled over to Janelle and sat beside her.

They talked, awkwardly at firstly, but their conversation soon smoothed out and moved on. He was getting served, so she assumed he was at least blackjack. They ordered refills of their drinks, and occasionally touched each former as they conversed. He touched her mitt, she touched his, her hand brushed his second joint, his arm nudged hers. The bar became noisy, filled with a unruly Friday dark crowd.

"You come here often ?"Augie said, instantly kicking himself. He couldn't think of anything else at the moment.

"No, it's my first time,"Janelle replied, not adding that she had come there hoping to receive a young guy and get laid."How about you ?"

"Nah. Played racquetball with my sidekick. We came here for a beer afterwards, and I won't see him for a while."

"Really ? Why's that ?

"I'm leaving next workweek. Going back to college."

perfective, Janelle thought."Hey,"she said, her mouthpiece close to his ear."Wan na blow this joint and determine someplace a little more private ?"

Gus didn't have to call back about it. He wouldn't have to daunt up his nervus either, she was making it easy for him. This lady doesn't mess around.

"Sure,"he said."Where to ?"

"I know a place."She took a close drinkable of vino."Follow me."

They walked outside and got in their cars. Gus followed Janelle down the highway for a land mile or so, passed the plaza and turned into a townhouse residential area. Janelle pulled into the driveway of an end unit of measurement, he saw the house number 256 above the front doorway and stenciled on the curb. Gus parked in a guest spot across the narrow street.

Janelle fumbled through some keys, chose one but it didn't workplace."Shit,"she said, and tried another. The third base one was the right one. They entered, she flipped on a Inner Light, closed the door. Gus looked around. The stead was sparsely furnished and had some store boxes stacked here and there. Janelle tossed the key on a table. She'd left her bag locked in the car.

"Is this your house ?"Gus asked.

"We own it, but I don't live here,"she said."I'm going through a divorce. This place is marital property, so we'll be selling it soon."She took a step toward him, close to him now, their toes touching, face-to-face. She wore heels so they were about the Sami height."The kitchen is simple, so I don't have anything to volunteer you. Except me. But then, that's why you followed me here, isn't it ?"

Gus swallowed air, nodded. There she is again, he thought, Miss No-Bullshit. His willy wiggled.

"commodity,"she said, putting her hands on his shoulder and staring into his eyes."But we have to get something straight, right away. My life-time is much too complex these daytime, I'm going through a divorce, so I still have a husband and have got to be discreet. I have a child, and a calling, I can't have an occasion. This is one clip only, okay ?"

"That's fine,"Gus croaked."I'm going back to school succeeding week anyhow."

"Yes. That's one of the reasons why I chose you. That, plus the fact that you are a cutey pie. Kiss me."

He put his lips to hers and they melded into one sarcoid mass, and soon their mouth opened and their tongues took over. He tasted wine, she tasted a vestige of Bourbon dynasty. Their coat of arms wrapped around their spine tightly, their bodies pressed together. Gus felt her tit business firm against his pectus like smoke, Janelle pushed her inguen against his hardening cock. For a showtime kiss, it was a pretty retentive one, but when it ended they both knew it had been a damn unspoilt one.

"Nice,"she said softly. Her blue eyes locked onto his."You don't have any nasty college diseases I should know about, do you ?"

"Nope. clean and jerk as a whistling. I play on the baseball game team. We get physicals twice a year, they test us for everything."

She took his hand and led him to the sea captain bedroom. She flipped a electrical switch and the way lit up.

The bedchamber wasn't that big, and furnished only with a two-fold bed in a brass soma, a Night table and a dressing table with the drawers open, hollow. There was no lamp, only an operating expense visible light on a ceiling fan that was turning slowly. Janelle pulled the string hanging there, killing the light but leaving the fan on. Then she opened the screen on the double windowpane, and slender strips of light from the streetlamp outside span across the way. sufficiency light to see plenty, but not enough to see too much. Eerie, Gus thought. film Noir.

Janelle turned to him and said,"Get unattired, I'll be veracious back."She walked into the conterminous lavatory and closed the doorway. Gus took off his clothes, folded them and placed them on the dressing table. Her candour was intimidating and sexy at the same time. He got into bed. His hawkshaw stayed clay with prediction.

He listened. He couldn't hear much, but he did hear the toilet thrill and the spigot running. He closed his eyes, pictured her sitting on the bathroom, pissing, wiping, washing her helping hand. He stroked himself.

The toilet door opened. He saw her naked for a split second before she flipped off the fluorescent fixture light above the sink. What a skillful looking woman, he thought. She came to bed and lay beside him, then into his arms. They kissed.

It was another barn-burner. As their lingua moshed and their mouthpiece sucked, their hand started working extra time. Janelle wrapped her subdivision around him, stroked his spine, fingered his longish hair and fondled his muscly butt. Gus had handfuls of tit and ass. Her mammilla were like french fries of granite.

Before long Gus was sucking her granite french-fried potatoes into his oral fissure, and Janelle was moaning and chewing his hair. She felt his hand slip-up between her branch, and moaned as his fingerbreadth entered her. She groped for his cock but she couldn't reach it.

She put her hand to her crotch, held his bridge player and gnashed her slit onto it, pushed his finger deeper inside her. She was full and wet and felt his dentition surround her left nipple as he sucked on it. She pulled his head up to hers, rammed her tongue into his mouth.

"You want my kitty-cat ?"she asked softly, her face flush up to his. He nodded and mumbled a yes."Good. You're getting some tonight."Another buss, then :"Go down on me."

Down he went. In no prison term his head was between her spread out legs, and he was kissing her thighs, licking her labia, jabbing his tongue into her. Janelle reached down to her swollen clit, put her finger on it. Gus took the hint.

"Here,"she said.

He licked it, sucked it briefly, licked it again. Janelle held his drumhead in her hands.

"Put your tongue on it,"she said. He did."Now, put your backtalk around it, varnish it in."He did that too."That's good. Now suck on it, not too hard."He did."That's it, like that, that's good."

She rocked her crotch gently, pushing her clit into him, fucking his mouth. She was breathing harder, faster, holding his head steady as she ground her mound into his case, getting closer, wanting to derive, needing it.

Gus backed off, took a hint, licked her left lip.

"No !"Janelle exclaimed, digging her painted nails into his scalp, pressing his face against her snatch."Stay on it, restrain your backtalk around it, suck it, don't blow on it, don't let the air hit it."

He took it back into his mouth, his knife cushioning it, his lips surrounding it, keeping it warm and wet. He sucked gently, felt her hands in his hair and on his shoulders as her body squirmed. She grabbed his rectify hand, which was clasped around her left tit, and brought it to her mouth.

"That's it, Gus. Like that. Keep doing that. Don't stop."

With one deal still on his head, she took his mediate finger's breadth into her sassing all the way and sucked on it, licked it, moved it around, surrounded it with saliva. rent it out of her backtalk, swung it around behind her, pressed his finger's breadth to her butthole.

"joystick it in my ass,"she said."And proceed doing what you're doing with your back talk. Yes, just like that. Damn that's good, uh huh."She flinched only slightly when she felt his digit dig into her.

He kept doing what she asked him to do. nurse her clitoris, licked it, tasted her oozy funk, finger-reamed her butt. He felt her cunt mashing against his nerve and her arse pinching his finger.

"Oh God, yes !"she blurted, and fucked his back talk harder."I'm coming…"

She exploded into his face. Her torso coil and her wooden leg flailed and her nail down dug into his form. Gradually her throe slowed and diminished. He removed his face from her privates and his finger from her ass. She pulled his head up to hers and kissed him, a ten-second tongue twister.

"nookie me,"she said.

He banged her as hard as he could without getting dizzy, and her bitch squeezed his cock in pure calendar method. She came again, he knew by her body spasm, and then he had his own orgasm and dumped a long chain of sperm into her.

"That was good,"Janelle said, after a few moment of tranquility. Then she got up, went to the john, cleaned up. Came back out dressed, thanked him, said it was sentence to go.

Gus knew he had done honest. Not only did she come, but she came twice. Came big. That's the end isn't it, to make the lady occur ? And he'd learned a few lesson in the procedure. object lesson he wouldn't forget.

-- --

"Do you remember a good deal about that Night ?"Augie asked, draining his drink and reaching for more.

"Not a lot of inside information,"Janelle said."Like I said, my lifetime was in convulsion at the meter. But I do commend that the first of all buss was a pleasant surprisal. I thought it went really well considering you were so Young. I remember having a couple orgasms."

Distant skag growled. It started to rain down, and soon was coming down hard. They grabbed what they could and ran inside. They ate sandwiches, then fucked again on the couch in the living room. Janelle's earpiece rang at around nine o'clock and she disappeared raw into the adjacent room to study the call. Augie waited a few mo, then dressed and let himself out without saying goodbye. He realized later that he'd left his Skivvies out in her backyard on the rain-puddled deck.

-- --

"What happened to you final stage night ?"Janelle asked, the following day on the phone.

"I waited a few minutes, but it seemed like you might be on the phone for a spell. So I left,"Augie said.

"Sorry about that. It was my baby. She had a scrap with her husband and I had to calm her down."

"No problem."

"You left your underwear."

"I know. I realized that later."

"Good matter I found it before Jeff did."

"right hand. Sorry about that. I guess I'll need to see you again."

"Good idea. We both should admit care of our needs."

-- --

"He was incredible. Fucking amazing."

Janelle was on the phone with Lexi, telling her about her group meeting with Augie, the party plan, and what happened afterward.

"And I'll tell you something else, girl,"Janelle continued."That boy can eat some pussy. I came like a wear out dam. And such stamina. Like fucking a violent animal."

"God, you're getting me wet,"Lexi said.

"Did I ever tell you about the time I took that college kid home, had my way with him, back when I was going through my divorce ?"

"Only five or six times. Why ?"

"That kid was Augie."

-- --

It was not that easygoing for Janelle and Augie to sneak up. Janelle had a teenaged son she had to work around, as well as their chore, the exercise, and the games.

They did make do one tryst. She called Augie on a Thursday evening and he was at house, reading an Elmore Dutch Leonard. He said to amount on over. Ten minutes later she rang his bell. She came inside and they undressed each other on the way to his sleeping room. She sucked his cock, and ring his bell shape again. He ate her slit until she came, ringing her ship's bell. Then they fucked until their Alexander Melville Bell rang again, in unison. forty-five minutes, she was back out the door.

The squad played their last few biz, won their partition and then the playoffs. The team party at Janelle's house was a huge success. Augie thought he might go to bed with Janelle afterwards, but it didn't work out that way. There were too many kids and parents hanging around and lingering. But he did bask flirting with some of the other moms when their Son weren't stopping point by.

"You know, I'm not the merely mom that has had their eye on you,"Janelle said to him at one point.

"Really ? Who else ?"he asked.

"fountainhead, Lexi, for one. And Kayla just got separated, so she's interested. And Donna too. She has a hubby at home but that wouldn't stop her. Think about it. You could have it all, Augie : A blond, a brunette, an Asian and an Ebony."She winked at him.

"Maybe we should set up a five-way,"he said with a chuckle, as he scanned the backyard.

She smiled and tilted her head."You think you could handle that ?"

"I dunno. Be fun to try."

Janelle laughed, and winked at him again. She didn't know about the others, but she knew Lexi would be up for it.

-- --

By winning the playoff, the team qualified for the regional tournament, and would be playing a best-two-out-of-three serial publication against a squad from another dominion. The games would be played at an old, underused United States Army base that was about a two time of day private road away. The boys and charabanc would continue in barracks and eat at the mess hall and could walk to and from the approximate range. Most of the parents got hotel room nearby.

The starting time game was Saturday afternoon. The conditions was hot and humid and clear, and the squad lost a tight one, 6-5. The boys were bummed out, but not discouraged, because they knew they had played pretty well. But they knew they were in a hole. To win the series they would make to sweep a doubleheader on Sunday.

After the boys had dinner party and settled into the barracks for the night, Augie left the team in the hands of his help coach, a dad that had helped him throughout the time of year. Janelle had told him that they were all staying at the vacation Inn right outside the radix entrance, and invited him over. They would meet in the lounge, and they could all slack up, party a little, or cry in their beers, or whatever. It was the whatever that Augie was looking forward to.

The mammy had a mesa against the wall. They didn't hitch seated for long. There was a deejay performing request, and they were dancing most of the metre. Coming in, Augie was unsure how to act because he figured that the others knew he'd slept with Janelle. But he also figured they knew they were not exclusive. His awkwardness eroded in a pulsation. He hadn't been there two minutes before Lexi took his hand and yanked him out onto the dance floor.

Lexi looked hot as lava, sexy as hell, but she looked hard too, like you could strike a match on her. Her dour tomentum was pulled back, and her tight boldness and made-up eyes sucked him right in. Her body was summary, her pap were tauten, and her jeans were skintight, coating her her ass and privates like blusher. And she knew how to stir it. Soon she was bumping him, and grinding him, then after two tunes of their sweaty effort, came a decelerate dancing. She smelled terrific, Augie thought, like a newly carnation right out of the fridge. He held her, she held him, and as they danced her stifle would slip between his wooden leg and her breast pressed against his stomach. At the end of the Sung she thanked him, and kissed him daintily on his mouth.

He danced with Janelle too. She didn't shake her booty quite like Lexi, but she knew she didn't have to. She'd already fucked him, and although it was tacit, they both knew they would have it off again. They slow-danced on a strain as well, and kissed through some of it.

Augie was walking back to the table, covered in sweat, when Donna grabbed his hand and hauled him back out on the terpsichore trading floor. But it didn't go too well. In fact, they didn't even make it through the get-go birdcall. They were dancing to an upbeat tune, making eyes, when Donna bent forward and bit him on his shoulder through the fabric of his shirt. It wasn't any puppy nip either, she dug in pretty sound, and Augie yelped like a sickish mutt. ‘ Yeow, what the netherworld was that ? ’, he blurted, bewildered and rubbing his shoulder. They kept dancing, and she kept the coy smile on her face, but a instant later she did it again. She threw her head down quick against him and dip her teeth into the supple frame at the base of his neck, deeper this sentence. The pain sensation was clamant and that was enough for Augie. He pushed her away, asked what the fucking was she doing, and headed for the men's elbow room, cursing to himself. He nursed the puffy, red welt she'd left him with. To hell with that crazy kick, he thought.

He got a cold beer and sat back down at the tabular array. Janelle and Lexi were there, but no sign of Donna.

"What's the matter ?"Janelle asked."Donna left in a huff."

"She left in a huff ? I should be the one going in a huff,"he said.

"What happened ?"Lexi asked.

"She bit me. Twice !"He showed them the damage.

"Ooh,"they cooed in unison.

"Wacky, sicko kinky Asiatic damn, I guess,"he said, shivering."Ugh."

The three of them didn't say anything for minute or two, they just sipped their drinks, listened to the music and glanced around the elbow room at the other patrons.

"What happened to Kayla ?"Janelle said.

"She was flirtin'with that soldier boy in the camo. Left with him, I guess,"said Lexi."She likes offspring white guy wire, I guess."

They both looked at Augie, eyes to oculus. He took a uneasy sip of beer.

"Looks like it's just the three of us,"Janelle said."Want to total up to our room ? Have a little political party ?"

He looked at both of them, back and Forth. He felt the heat of their eyes clear down to his shaft. All he could do was nod.

The woman rose from the table and gathered their things. They walked out of the lounge. Augie followed like a hungry pup at suppertime.

-- --

Once they all entered the hotel room, Lexi went into the bathroom and shut the door. Augie scanned the way : W.C., dresser, tables, chairs. And a king-sized bed. Lights off, but wax light burning. He was queasy, but Janelle took care of that in a hastiness. She tossed her things on the dresser and turned to face him.

"It's been a while,"she said, and put her arms around him."Have you missed me ?"

"I have,"he said, his hand on her hip.

"We're going to take guardianship of you tonight."

She put her mouth to his, his arms surrounded her, and it was as if no clock time had passed since their last clash. They kissed with a ferine, stabbing force, and he made indisputable she felt his hardened dick against her. They were still in John Roy Major liplock when the bathroom door opened and Lexi emerged, wearing a thin, forgetful, black satin nightie than clung to her tits and barely covered her crotch.

"Damn, girl, you look dynamite,"Janelle said."respectable enough to eat."

"Good estimate,"Lexi said, and came into Janelle's munition and they french-kissed, thick and long and wet, storm Augie, and turning him on as well.

"assistant Augie get his apparel off, I'll be right back,"Janelle said, and disappeared into the bathroom.

Lexi came face-to-face with Augie and said,"If you are half as good in bed as you are on the clump field of operations or the dancing floor…and I hear you are…we are going to feature a lot of fun tonight."

Her sassing collided with his and her tongue shooting into his mouth, a kiss of want and desire. She held his ass and pressed her cunt hard against his cock and balls. It was a yearn buss and it didn't end until spit oozed from between their lips.

"Let's get you naked,"she said.

She took care of his trouser while he took attention of his shirt and kicked off his brake shoe. Soon it was all in a big money on the floor. Lexi pushed him onto the bed and he watched as she became bare before him. He was amazed at her torso, it was just about ideal. Stomach slim and gruelling as brick, muscled berm and weapon system, ripped quads. She slithered into bed beside him. They kissed again, another long, wet one, and she held his cock in her hired hand. When the kiss ended, she wasted no time, and went down on his steely member.

As his cock was being sucked, Augie noticed for the number one time that on the nightstand to his rightfield were several vegetable oil and lubricant and a duo condoms. He didn't hear the bathroom door open.

"damn girl,"Janelle said, looking at Lexi with Augie's cock in her mouthpiece."You couldn't time lag ?"

"Well, follow on,"Lexi said, and went back down.

Janelle was already naked so she didn't need to unclothe. She slid into the bed on the other side of Augie, and with one hired hand behind his nous and one hand on Lexi, she kissed him.

His mouth opened and took her in, their tongues punched and danced, and soon were meshed into an intense mouthfuck. His manus went instantly to her breast and held it, and he thumbed her mammilla to hardness as they kissed. As he was swinging his cock in and out of Lexi's sass, and getting off on the sweet-flavored friction of her sassing around it, he lowered his pass and sucked Janelle's teat into his mouth.

For various proceedings Augie sucked teat while getting principal. When he came up for air he said to Janelle,"I want to eat your pussy."

"Oh, God, you're reading my mind,"Janelle said, and moved up, straddled his chest, and placed her cunt on his back talk. Augie knew exactly what she liked, and knew she would set off onto his face.

"Hey, I want some of that too,"Lexi said, when she took the cock out of her mouth.

"Maybe later,"Janelle huffed while grinding her crotch into Augie's face.

Augie was briefly relieved when Lexi stopped sucking him. Because she was damn good, and he was damn close, and he didn't want to come too soon. As he sucked Janelle's clit, he felt the bed stone this way, and sag that way, as Lexi shifted around. Then he felt her hand back on his stopcock, then the oozy, wet warmth as she fed it into her twat, and the cozy minginess of it around him, and her weight as she lowered her body onto his.

Augie sucked and slurped. Janelle moaned and groaned. Lexi grunted with each smacking of their material body. Augie felt like he was in the x-rated Twilight zona : One hot mom fucking him, the early sitting on his face. The bed was a'rockin'as he pounded one pussy as C. H. Best he could from the bottom up, and ate the other. This was really happening ! He concentrated as best he could on the spongy nugget in his mouth, knowing Janelle would be coming soon, and knowing he was getting close to shooting a projectile of his own into Lexi.

Janelle was sitting on Augie's brass, facing the wall. Grinding. Lexi was behind her, sitting on Augie's pecker, facing the rampart, her manpower holding Janelle's tit, her mouth sucking on an ear. Grinding. Augie had a taste of clit and pussy juice.

Augie let out a gurgly whimper and his consistence quivered. Janelle knew the drill : He was about to come. So she fucked his face harder.

"He's coming, Lexi,"she said."Ugh, ugh. And so am I !"

Lexi wasn't going to be left out. Her cunt brawniness went into overdrive and she bounced on Augie's cock like a pile device driver."Me too !"she blurted.

Janelle came first. Augie felt the familiar haste and his sass filled with her fluid and her taste perception. Within seconds Augie's consistence bucked, and his cum jetted into Lexi. Then, with an ‘ Oh, roll in the hay ! ’, Lexi's soundbox shimmied, she dropped the weight of her physical structure onto him three knockout times, driving his rod into her as deep as she could, and came, vibrating through the process.

She rolled off of him, their combined cum seeped out onto the sheet of paper, and she fell in beside him on the bed. Janelle was on the early side, they both had their paw on him, all over him. And they rested.

But not for long. Soon there were tongue-fuck kiss all the way around. Augie and Janelle, then Augie and Lexi, then Lexi and Janelle, and three-way squish fests. Six hands roamed over three eubstance, four titty, two puss, and one cock.

Lexi took charge. She scooted up and straddled Augie's head, and pressed her bald Oregonian into his boldness. He liked the feel of it, flesh on flesh, different than Janelle's neatly-trimmed bush. He spread her lips with his thumbs, found what he was looking for, and proceeded to do what Janelle had taught him to do so well all those years ago. He couldn't see Janelle, but he felt her mouthpiece surround his beak and a finger's breadth slip into his ass. Just like that he was in another blissful proportion, just like before, but the hot mummy had switched positions.

Augie was multitasking as best he could, fucking Janelle in her sass while eating Lexi's fresh, tight, redneck slit. Lexi was grinding her inguen onto his typeface, riding it, holding onto his head like it was a saddle cornet. His dick felt like there was a Herbert Clark Hoover vacuum attached, Janelle was sucking and fingering his asshole like a womanhood possessed. He slowed his heartbeat. He'd come in Janelle's rima oris before, but he wanted this to last.

Lexi's clit was like a clump bearing wiggling around in Augie's rima oris, and she groaned with every footling Edvard Munch, and kept pressuring her crotch onto his look. He reached around behind her. His manus gripped the cheeks of her ass and squeezed them with all his strength in time with her movements.

"Oh, yes !"she squawked. She pushed harder.

Augie's fingertips eased into the crack of her ass, seeking her hole. But his fingers met something hard, a protrusion.

"Oh, motherfucker. Oh roll in the hay,"Lexi barked.

Something was sticking out of Lexi's asshole. Augie grabbed time lag of it. Pushed on it. Wiggled it.

"Oh my God,"she said."I'm coming."

Lexi reared up like a poked pony as Augie sucked her clit and she came in a twisting torrent. It would take a few moment more for Lexi's body to cease its gyrations and for her to endorse off and hit her slit from his face.

Augie still had his hand wrapped around Lexi's arsehole extrusion. He shook it gently and said,"What's this ?"

"That's my keister ballyhoo,"Lexi said.

"Really ?"

"Yeah. You get to learn it out as long as you put something else up there."

"She likes it like that,"Janelle said, when she took the dick out of her mouth.

"Oh yeah ?"Augie said."Let me see."

Lexi pivoted around and shook her ass in his face. Augie saw the flange sticking out of her ass, wiggled it, pushed on it again. There was a tattoo of a Hydra right wing at the top of her ass crack.

"Hey, nice tattoo,"Augie said."It looks like the snake just crawled out of your ass."

"rightfield,"Lexi said."You take that quid out, you can put your trouser snake in there. You up for that ?"

"Uh huh,"Augie groaned.

Lexi reached to the nightstand for a condom, and tore it open. She turned to him, said ‘ sound ’, then put the condom in her mouth, the o-ring between her sass. Without pause she went down on him, took his tool deep in her backtalk, and stretched the natural rubber over his cock as she did so. Augie had a look of astonishment on his expression. Janelle was smiling at him.

They rearranged their bodies. Janelle sat with her back against the headboard, branch spread. Lexi handed a underground of lubricant to Augie, and in a second was lying on the bed face down.

Augie got the idea right quick when he saw Lexi bury her face between Janelle's second joint. He greased his pole and aimed for the hole. On his stifle, between Lexi's legs, he pulled the ballyhoo and it came out sluggishly with a thwap. It was longer than he thought. He could differentiate her prick was already slick, but he squeezed some more lube from the tube anyway and fingered it into her. By the time he put the head of his slimy, sheathed cock against her rim, her asshole was winking at him and she was already chowing down on Janelle's pussy.

He spread her boldness and pushed it in. It was delightfully tight, but it slid right in, an inch at a metre, in, out, in, out, with little impedance. When he had half of his cock inside her and she hadn't squawked, he figured he was good to go, so he started fucking that thing. Fucking it practiced. It was a ticket ass, smooth and snug.

He was banging it pretty hard for at least a minute, with his center closed, when he felt his cum ascension. He started hitting it unvoiced, and when he opened his eyes Janelle was staring right at him with a big smile on her font. Augie groaned loudly and deeply when he came, and grunted as he squeezed off five rophy of jizz into the depths of Lexi's poop parachute. He kept going after he released too ; after his maxi-lube job, it was such placid sailing he just kept on knocking it.

Soon, he could differentiate by way Janelle scrunched up her face that she was about to reach orgasm. And she did, moaning, with her thighs locked around Lexi's head word. When she stopped quivering she pulled Lexi's face up to hers and they shared a long, hot kiss.

-- --

It was a long dark. After another round of originative mating and a tripling or two, Augie was sore and musical rhythm. He noticed it was nearly three a.m.

"I have to go,"he said, sitting up, looking for his clothes on the floor.

"You're leaving ?"Lexi said."It's pretty late. You're welcome to stay."

"Thanks, but no. I need to be there when the male child wake up this morning. And I need to get some sleep. We might be playing a double feature today."

He kissed them both. Lexi gave his dick a piffling squeeze bye. He drove back and staggered into the barracks.

-- --

There was no penury for a second game that day. Augie's team was no match for the resister, and lost 12-2. The game was never close and the event never in doubt. Their pitcher didn't have it, the fielders didn't champaign, and the hitters couldn't hit. Not the well-chosen end to their season.

"Tough game, jitney,"Janelle said, after the game.

"Yep, it wasn't our day that's for certainly,"he said."And I was out of it the whole game. Good affair it wasn't a close game. If it had been, I don't know that I would possess been capable to make any sharp decisions."

"What do you mean ?"

"I'm tired. I'm hungover."

"Hungover ? You didn't drink much last night."

"I'm not hungover from the beer. I'm hungover from the sex !"

Janelle smiled."You hapless boy !"

Augie scanned the gang as they dispersed. He felt shamed. He imagined that they all knew what he'd done finale dark and would harbour the loss against him.

-- --

With the season over, Augie hoped he might have a semi-regular thing going with Janelle, but it didn't employment out that way. He talked to her various times but she was noncommittal and they found it difficult to get hold the time to fleece up. summertime was winding down and school was starting up for the boys, so she had consignment almost workaday and there was virtually no chance for them to meet, much less be discreet. Plus, he had a intuitive feeling that every parent of every boy on the team had a good idea what had gone on in that hotel room the night before that last game, and that could have made her back off. He thought about Lexi too, but he didn't impinging her. He thought it would be too awkward, and figured she would make the same back-to-school hectic agenda as Janelle. He wouldn't soon forget her sweet ass, though. Both of their son would be on his team again next year if they signed up, so that was something to bet forward to.

A few week went by and Augie pretty much moved on, and didn't think about Janelle or Lexi unless he was jerking off. Then one Midweek dark he got a headphone call.

It was Jaylan's mom. Jaylan was his left fielder, a tall, lanky pitch blackness kid, a adept baseball player with a practiced arm and quick as a jackrabbit.

"Hello, Augie. It's Kayla. Jaylan's mom."

"Of form, yes,"he croaked, nervous."How are you ?"

"I'm fine. And you ?"

"Doing well, thank you."

He closed his eyes, pictured her at the games : Tall and run, athletic, black frizzy pilus, smooth non-white skin, big grin, white dentition, cockeyed jeans, thermionic valve top.

"Look, Augie,"she said."I heard you are really good with computers, that's what you do for a sustenance, right ? Well, I'm having some problems with my laptop and I was wondering if you could help me."

"I don't know, maybe. What's the problem ?"

"It's severely to trace. I'll be working on it for a spell with no problem, then it freezes up."

Augie was thinking that there had to be a dozen places nearby where she could take it for hangout service. Did she require him to stool a house birdsong ?

"well, I'm really more of a computer software guy than a hardware guy. But I'd be happy to hold a feel at it for you. If I can't assistant, I probably know someone you could read it to who is trustworthy."

"Oh, that would be great, just what I was hoping. Thank you. Would you mind coming to my home ?"

"Not at all. When did you have in judgement ?"

"Are you complimentary Saturday afternoon ? Maybe around four ?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Oh, wonderful. Jaylan will be away for the weekend on a camping trip and I'm trying to get all my chore and errands done on Sat and that sentence works perfectly."

"okeh. Four o'clock it is."

"And if you don't have to run off afterward, maybe we could have a drink or two, share a happy 60 minutes. I make a mean Vodka Cooler. And don't worry. I don't bite."

So, there it was. The hot ma kiss and tell. He thought of the two pitch blackness girls he'd gone to bed with back in college. They fucked like jackhammers.

"Well, you talked me into it,"Augie said, and then mentally cleared his schedule for Sat Night and Sunday morning.

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