WHO'S ON first ?

The four hot mom were seated together in the bleachers watching their sons play ball. None of them found the games all that interesting, they were just there to patronize their boys and the team. Watching a field of force full phase of the moon of Cy Young adolescent play pony league baseball in the summertime oestrus can be a tedious function. They wanted their son to win of course, and they often did, but their attention were not always focused on the action on the playing field. They were usually staring at, and making comments about, the young man coaching the team.

The team was upright, in first space in their class, which brought many of the parents and family members and other witness out to the games, so the crew had grown with each triumph. But the four hot moms had been there from game one and were always seated in a bunch of lawn chairs a short distance away from the bleachers. That way they could check out the omnibus and make water all of their several input, which were loaded with desire and bawdiness and innuendo, and not be overheard.

The motorbus, named Augie, was a handsome youthful man in his mid-twenties. He was tall and tapering and athletic, a former college baseball game thespian, with short-circuit, dirty-blond hair and baby blue eye behind the sunglasses he constantly wore. The mamma loved watching the smooth, quick way he moved around and peering at his ass, tightly wrapped inside his blue jean. Of track Augie had checked out the moms too. He had a hard time not looking at them. At their hot consistence and stiff breast and honeyed butts, at every game, without hubby, dressed in short circuit trunks with hackamore and molded circus tent, smiling when he glanced their way. He kept his tad on, hoping they wouldn't see him sneaking peek. But they knew.

The hot moms all had kids in their teens and were quite a bit quondam than Augie. But that didn't give up them from wanting a piece of his Pres Young ass. Or at least talking about it.

Kayla was the least plainspoken of the four of them. She was the novel addition to the clique, 34, recently separated from her husband, headed for divorce, and raising her son alone for the first clip. She was black, with kinky, farsighted black hairsbreadth, and was hot and horny. She watched Augie and hoped that he liked black fair sex and bubble butts. Her son was Jaylan, the left fielder.

"If he likes the dark nub, young lady, look out,"she said.

Donna was the untried of the four at 32. She was half-Thai, a petite ball of fire with recollective, straight black pilus down to her fine, curvy ass. She was married to a henpecked, pussy-whipped accountant, and had had men outside of her marriage a few times, usually during tax season. She'd had her son Rocky, the second baseman, at a new age.

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

Janelle was the oldest of the four. She was 40, but didn't look it. She was a tall blond, a pro with a latent hazardous bar, hot and sexy and divorced. She had an on-again, off-again boyfriend, but she knew he was a nerd and was just for upkeep. The idea of taking Augie to bed was attractive to her, and in her brain, possible. Her son Jeff played center field.

"I just want to suck his cock,"she said.

Lexi was a brunet, 35, also divorced, with a not bad, heavily body and an position to match. She was a country girlfriend, a topical anaesthetic rough-around-the-edges redneck, very uninhibited, and tattooed in a few places, some seeable with her skimpy outfit on, and some not. Her son, Ronny Joe, was a big, rangy boy, and was the beginning baseman.

Lexi and Janelle had met years before when they were both still married, and were swingers. They'd swapped husband three different clock time 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 former. Janelle and Lexi had an affaire. The husband had their own matter going. Divorces 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 tending of his presence while I take guardianship 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 spectators. It was a crucial moment in a close game, so they shut up and settled down to look on. They knew their bark were worse than their bites, and figured it was likely none of them would end up in the sack with Augie. But it was fun imagining what they'd each do with him if they had the luck. 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 passenger car and spectators were walking across the field to their cars.

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

"okey. Augie,"she said."Augie, I was wondering. Uh, the time of year is over soon, and I was thinking that maybe you'd like to possess a party 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 offer to host the party at my house."

"Really ? You'd do that ?"

"Yes. I have a beautiful backyard with a consortium, Jacuzzi, a barbeque pit, and plenty of blank for other activity. I think it would be a nice thing to do, and the kids and parents could celebrate our successful season. I know it would be well-attended."

Augie liked Janelle, thought she was hot as coal. He'd had an encounter with her years before, when they both had different life story, but he knew now that she didn't remember him. It was seven old age before, and they were both much different then. She didn't recognize him with his shorter whisker and sunglasses. 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 stop in his life.

"I think that's a great melodic theme,"he said."And that's very generous of you. When were you thinking ? We still have four secret plan to spiel, and then the playoffs."

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

Augie agreed, and they arranged it. He knew there was no real rationality for him to preview the seat, but he wasn't going to plow down a probability to get man-to-man with Janelle again. They would meet on Saturday afternoon. That gave Janelle a few days to stage to receive Jeff shipped off to his father or a friend's house on Saturday. If she was going to try to get in the coach's pants, she didn't want to have her son hanging around.

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

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

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

"You may require some help, girl. I could come over if you like. We can tag-team him."

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

-- --

Janelle had suggested to Augie that they meet in the late afternoon on Saturday, and they agreed to four o'clock. She said that way it wouldn't interfere with any plans they might have for that day, but her existent reason was because it would be getting on felicitous hour, and she thought a couple drinks would tease them up.

Augie arrived at her home at a lilliputian after four. Janelle had left a note taped to the front door that said to come right in, she was in the backyard by the puddle. So he opened the door and entered. He walked past the living room and kitchen to Gallic doors that opened onto the traverse patio out back. He walked out and saw Janelle seated at a smuggled rod Fe, glass-topped table, a roof fan rotating above her. On the tabular array was a legal pad, pens, what appeared to be a dyad cartridge, an ice bucket, two tall plastic tumbler and a sweaty mound of some golden beverage.

"Augie ! Right on time,"Janelle said, and rose to recognize him. She grabbed his hands and squeezed them, a sturdy bobby pin. She was on her second drink already. liquid courage.

She looked hot as underworld, Augie thought. Her blond hair was was freshly frizzed, and she wore a lacy, v-neck beach cover-up over a mordant lounge suit swimsuit, and was barefoot. He knew she had a fabulous soundbox, he thought she'd look capital in a potato sack. But the black suit behind the sheer, white cover was sexy as hell.

"Have a bottom,"she said, pulling a death chair out for him. She poured him a drink."And have a Vodka tank. These sense of taste great on a warm afternoon like this."

"Good,"he said, after taking a sip. His eyes panned around, glancing at the pool, the fount, the Jacuzzi, the brick barbecue, the huge potted laurel wreath."Wow, Janelle, you have a beautiful backyard."

"Thank you. I think we can feature 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 shade. It was hard to keep his centre off of Janelle's tits.

"And I have a rec way downstairs, with a kitty table, dash board and TV 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 twirler 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 prison term, the carte, the item. Augie loved that, because what the Scheol did he know about party planning for a cluster of kids ? So he nodded, went along with all of it, and when he asked about how much it would be, she told him it would cost him nothing. She had already talked to some parents who loved the approximation and had agreed to vend in to insure the costs and facilitate with all of the logistics. They didn't think Augie should pay a dime because he had volunteered his time from spring through summer, coaching their sons, had done a hoot undecomposed job at it, and their male child were better because of it. They didn't want Augie to have 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 bring a cake."

In less than an time of day the plans were done and the twirler 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 house. Won't be back until tomorrow. It's just us."She let that knack there, looking him in the heart."Or,"she continued,"Why don't we sit in the Jacuzzi ? It's very relaxing. distinguish you what. You get comfortable in the Jacuzzi while I get us some more boozing. I'll join you in a couple minutes."

She rose from the table, picked up the ewer and turned and headed toward the kitchen. Augie admired the silhouette of her ass and upper thigh behind her translucent wrap as she walked. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his shirt, then he stood and took off his pants. He folded his dress and put them on the chair. With his bagger on, he walked to the tub and lowered himself into it. The cool off body of water surrounded his physical structure and sweaty globe and felt splendiferous after sitting at the table in the awkward hotness. He sat back and relaxed as the sun began to sink behind the side of the house, slowly bringing shade to the pool area.

Soon Janelle strode back across the patio with another pitcher, picked up the cups from the tabular array and came to the Jacuzzi. Augie was beaming when she'd suggested more drinks because they tasted groovy and were going down easy. And it was turning their meeting into a party. And the way things were shaping up, maybe Sir Thomas More than that.

Janelle poured the crapulence, iced with third power, into both tumblers, handing one to Augie. She put the pitcherful down on the border of the tub.

"A toast,"she said, raising her glass."To a sin of a coach, a hell of a team, and what I'm sure will be a snake pit 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 pack of cards. Augie had to wee an drive to keep his tongue from hanging out. Her bleak wooing looked amazing with her bronzed skin as a background. He eyed her top, bulging with tits and pointed tit, and her bottom, a V-shape tapered to her goose, as she climbed into the tub beside him. She turned the jets on low, and took her swallow from Augie.

They sipped their drinkable, getting comfortable, not saying anything for a prison term. When their drinks 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 silent pause. Then :"I'm sword lily you came over, Augie. I think the party will be a flack. And you and the boy deserve it. You have done a wonderful job with the team this year."

"Thank you,"he said awkwardly.

"And throwing this party was a great idea for another reason,"she said, taking a gulp.

"Really ? What's that ?"

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

There it was, Augie thought. This lady doesn't kettle of fish around. She was no bullshit seven yr ago, and she's no shit now. They both turned slightly, their eyes connected.

"Worked like a good luck charm,"Augie said softly.

"Do you have a girl, Augie ?"

"Nope."

"Do you like older women ?"

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

Janelle smiled."How old are you ?"

"Twenty-six. And-a-half."He smiled back at her.

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

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

"I think maybe we should do something about the one-half part,"she said, with a sly grin."Kiss me."

He did, and there was nothing dainty about it. Her back talk were soft and svelte 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 plunk in for seconds. Augie's hired hand soon went to crop, settled on a breast and a butt. Janelle slipped a hand between his thigh, found what she was looking for and held it as they kissed. She felt it maturate in her range. The kiss was long, intense, as they groped.

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

"wellspring, 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 genu to face him.

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

She slipped her finger inside the rubber band waist of his underpants and pulled them down and off, and tossed them on the deck. The waterline was now caressing Augie's testis and his cock was fully erected, and it was barely out of the water when Janelle took it into her mouth.

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

His totally turncock disappeared into her mouth, and reappeared, over and over. Augie was amazed at the repose 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 knocker in his workforce. Her mamilla were severe and enlarged between his fingers.

His arms were extended as he felt her up and fucked her sassing at the like time, and cock and mouth worked in perfect sync. Then one of his punch was a tad too riotous, and with his cock fully inserted into Janelle's mouth, his butt slipped off the ledge. He sank like a stone and he yowled when her teeth scraped along his tender shaft and pinched the forefront on the way down.

His ass hit bottom, and his cock and orchis collided with Janelle's thighs, who was on her knees between his legs. She didn't miss a beat. With fast finesse she raised up, pulled her bikini bottom to the side and lowered herself onto him. Her slit enveloped his cock, her muscularity tightened around it, and she started bouncing. O.K., Augie thought. Fucking underwater is good.

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

Augie was banging her with abandon, hoping he didn't throw 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 spit into her sass to quieten her. The neighbors might hear.

She came before he did, and she almost bit his tongue when she did. She squealed, only half-muffled, and her consistence 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 arrive ?"she asked.

"Not yet,"he said.

"You will soon."

She slipped her hands into his armpits and pulled upward, and he stood up before her. The body of water was up to his thigh, and with her butt on the ledge, her font and his upright piano cock were at the same level. 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 strawman of Janelle, Augie watched, mesmerized, as his stopcock glided in and out of her agile mouth. He fondled her breasts, felt her medallion working his balls and a fingertip weirdy into his ass. He swung his groin 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 fistful of scrotum and a finger's breadth up his ass, and was determined to give him the salutary blowjob of his new liveliness. She wanted to smack his cum.

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

"Here I come,"he said, with small breathing place, and his dead body shook and his knees knocked as his cum rose up and out in bear down spurts.

Janelle felt his cum jettison into the spinal column of her mouth, then again, respective more multiplication. It was a John R. Major encumbrance, and it was hard to swallow with a big dick in her oral cavity. Once he'd given her his all, she backed off, swallowed what she could, tasted the rest, and swallowed again, with cum oozing out of the quoin of her mouth.

"Holy shit,"Augie moaned."Incredible."

Without hesitation, he knelt between her peg. He wanted to eat her neat, sweet pussy, and he knew how she liked it. He spread her pegleg, squeezed her ass with both hands. He pressed his look into her crotch and slipped a finger into her ass. He put his mouth on her tighten clit. And with his rim surrounding it, making a firm, cushioned stamp between his mouth and her lush material body, he sucked.

"Oh My God !"Janelle shrieked, almost a shout, at that first contact.

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

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

He kept at it, over and over, as Janelle squirmed and moaned, and he would preserve 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 brace second. Janelle's body was convulsing like a willow in the wind and her pussy was about to explode.

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

Augie breathed in a recondite lungful of air through his nose and took one last long, nonstop exponent suction. He sucked the cum right out of her and took it in the font. Her dead body writhed as she came, her ass slithered in his hired man. When her loss was over her muscle spasm abated, and with her body wonderfully fatigued, she pulled his head up from between her legs. Their sassing met and spread apart, their cum-flavored lingua plunge together, and they kissed deeply and long. As the candy kiss was ending, just before Janelle was about to let her body go under back into the profoundness of the tub, she felt him introduce her.

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

-- --

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

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

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

"wellspring, I have to narrate you,"she said."I knew I wanted you, and I was pretty sure it would be good. But damn, boy, you are really good. I can't retrieve the utmost time I felt so completely fucked. And where did you memorize to eat pussy like that ?"

Augie wasn't sure if the question 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 age ago,"Augie said."I was dwelling for the summertime after my sophomore year in college. It was a Friday night. I met you at a bar that's not there anymore, on the due west side, it was called Anastasia's. I had on disastrous jeans and a purpurate east Carolina t-shirt, and you wore a blue bird with a white blouse, your hair was poor, a wavy bob or something like that, and you looked hot as hell. We were flirting a little. 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 billet 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 epithet of the bar. She remembered the night. It was the simply time she'd ever been to the lieu. She'd gone there because no one would experience her, and she had to be discreet. The place had a younger business and she thought maybe she could connect with some Cy Young stud for an insouciant one-nighter. She was separated from her married man, headed for divorce, her son was spending the weekend with Dad. And she was horny.

"No,"she said.

"The townhouse was in a complex out by the old mall. Don't recollect the street but the mansion number was 256. There was not lots article of furniture, but there was a brass section bed in a bedroom and a bunch of boxes stacked. You made it crystalize 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 figure wasn't Augie. It was, uh, what was it…"

"Gus. It's a nickname, just like Augie. My given figure is Gaius Julius Caesar Octavianus, which I always hated. I had long pilus then, was skinnier, and a everlasting three or four-day byssus. And no sunglasses."

"Oh My God,"Janelle said, her hand covering her gaspy sass."You must think I'm awful."

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

"Because I did that. It was seven years ago, right ? I was 33, and you were what, 19 ? To piece up a college kid in a bar and require him house like that."

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

Janelle was silent for a moment. She was thinking back, and it was coming back.

"That was a jolty time for me,"she said, shaking her head, looking down at the roiling water system and holding his helping hand, embarrassed."I was separated from my married man, we were getting a divorce, I was taking anxiety Master of Education. The townhouse was a rental property we owned and were getting ready to sell. Jeff was with his Padre for the weekend. I had indigence, I was out of it, I was lonely. I'm sorry."

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

-- --

It was a steamy Fri Nox in August. Gus had worked two line of work all summertime, a day job as a carpenter's benefactor and a part-time gig at an gymnastic shoe store. After he had wrapped up his end hebdomad on the day job, he and his old pal Marty played racquetball at the Y, and after their rain shower decided to go tip a few. Gus and Marty were considerably buds from 1st grade through twelfth, then went off to different colleges. Gus was a few days away from heading back to the university for his junior year, and this would be the last prison term they would see each other for a while. With their faux IDs in hand, they headed to Anastasia's, where the beer was coldness and the pitcher were cheap.

The piazza had a horseshoe bar and cubicle along two walls. Gus and Marty found two stools on one bend of the shoe and ordered a pitcher of beer. When the hurler arrived they filled their fall guy and took healthy gulps, and the cold brew tasted slap-up after an hour of racquetball. They scanned the way, looking for people they knew, not finding any. But as they talked, Gus caught the eye of an attractive onetime woman sitting a few can away on the horseshoe bend. He had a good three-quarter view, not from the side and not full front line.

She had shortly, rippled blonde hair, and wore a smart business courting. She must have come from her job, Gus thought, a managing director of some office or something. She was with another woman, younger, probably having a boozing after work. Sharing a carafe of white wine.

The guys went through the first mound, and ordered a back. But after another xv moment, Marty said he had to go. He was running late, his lady friend was texting him and would probably be pissed. He left Gus with half a pitcher.

Gus stayed. He wasn't going to waste the beer, and he wanted to keep his eye on that cleaning woman over there who was glancing his way, smiling at him, and making eye tangency. He had a slight buzz by now and no plans 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 good, she thought, he's cute, he'll do. She looked him in the eye a mates fourth dimension, smiled at him, gave him a wink.

Gus could tell by their trunk language that the old womanhood and the young woman weren't best protagonist or anything. They talked, but stiffly, without a good deal ebullience. He sipped his beer, watched them patiently. The Friday nighttime customers started slowly rolling in.

The younger gal swigged the live of her second drink and picked up the chit in front of her. She opened her handbag 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 berth was filling up. It was yes or no, do or die, now or never.

"apology me,"Gus said to the barman, who was fortunately nearby."That blonde peeress there. Do you make love her gens ?"He nodded in her direction.

The bartender took a quick feel at her, shook his headspring and said,"Never seen her before. Why ?"

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

The barkeeper was a short circuit, round of drinks guy with a bushy brown moustache, probably in his 40. He smiled, thought this Loretta Young guy was a musical composition of oeuvre."Don't you think she may be a trivial 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 habitation game. What the underworld, he was going to subscribe a shot.

"service her another a drink on me, tell her it's from Gus, and what is her name ? But get me a slam of seafarer Daniel's first."He slid a XX across the bar.

"Okay, slick magazine,"the barkeeper said with a laugh, taking the nib."respectable luck."

The shot was in front of him in thirty indorsement. He downed it, chased it with lukewarm beer, then watched as the blond's familiar returned from the restroom and said her goodbye. As she departed, the barkeeper didn't miss a beat. He put a refreshful, filled wineglass in front of the blonde, spoke to her briefly and pointed at him.

"Thank you, Gus !"she called,"I'm Janelle,"loud sufficiency for anyone nearby to see. She raised her glass, said"Cheers !"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 piffling finger wave.

"Your friend left, my supporter left, care to conjoin me, Honey ?"Janelle said, tapping on the bar in front of the crapper next to her. The diazepam and the wine-colored were talking and she wanted to select this kid home.

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

They talked, awkwardly at first, but their conversation soon smoothed out and moved on. He was getting served, so she assumed he was at least twenty-one. They ordered refills of their drinks, and occasionally touched each former as they conversed. He touched her hand, she touched his, her hand brushed his thigh, his arm nudged hers. The bar became noisy, filled with a rumbustious Friday night crowd.

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

"No, it's my low metre,"Janelle replied, not adding that she had come there hoping to find a Lester Willis Young guy and get laid."How about you ?"

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

"Really ? Why's that ?

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

perfective, Janelle thought."Hey,"she said, her mouth close to his ear."Wan na waste this joint and encounter someplace a little more individual ?"

Gus didn't have to intend about it. He wouldn't have to scare up his nerve either, she was making it well-to-do for him. This dame doesn't wad around.

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

"I know a place."She took a finish drink of wine."Follow me."

They walked outside and got in their cars. Gus followed Janelle down the highway for a nautical mile or so, passed the shopping mall and turned into a townhouse residential district. Janelle pulled into the driveway of an end unit, he saw the theatre act 256 above the look door and stenciled on the curb. Gus parked in a node spot across the narrow street.

Janelle fumbled through some keys, chose one but it didn't work."Shit,"she said, and tried another. The third one was the right hand one. They entered, she flipped on a luminousness, closed the door. Gus looked around. The place was sparsely furnished and had some entrepot boxes stacked here and there. Janelle tossed the keys on a board. She'd left her bag locked in the car.

"Is this your home ?"Gus asked.

"We own it, but I don't live here,"she said."I'm going through a divorcement. This place is matrimonial property, so we'll be selling it soon."She took a footstep toward him, close to him now, their toes touching, face-to-face. She wore heels so they were about the Saame stature."The kitchen is denudate, so I don't have anything to offer 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.

"Good,"she said, putting her hands on his shoulders and staring into his centre."But we have to get something straight, right away. My living is much too complex these day, I'm going through a divorce, so I still have a husband and hold to be discreet. I have a child, and a career, I can't have an social occasion. This is one time only, okay ?"

"That's fine,"Gus croaked."I'm going back to schooling side by side week anyhow."

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

He put his lip to hers and they melded into one overweight mass, and soon their mouths opened and their tongues took over. He tasted wine-colored, she tasted a shadow of bourbon. Their arms wrapped around their backs tightly, their soundbox pressed together. Gus felt her tit firm against his chest like slug, Janelle pushed her groin against his solidification rooster. For a start kiss, it was a pretty farsighted one, but when it ended they both knew it had been a damn right one.

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

"Nope. Clean as a whistle. I play on the baseball squad. We get physicals twice a class, they test us for everything."

She took his deal and led him to the master bedroom. She flipped a switch and the room lit up.

The bedroom wasn't that big, and furnished only with a double bed in a brass physique, a night table and a chest with the drawers open, empty. There was no lamp, only an operating expense light on a ceiling fan that was turning slowly. Janelle pulled the strand hanging there, killing the visible radiation but leaving the fan on. Then she opened the blinds on the duple window, and slender strips of Inner Light from the streetlamp outside swept across the elbow room. Enough igniter to see enough, but not enough to see too often. Eerie, Gus thought. flick Noir.

Janelle turned to him and said,"Get strip down, I'll be right back."She walked into the conterminous privy and closed the door. Gus took off his clothes, folded them and placed them on the bureau. Her straightness was intimidating and sexy at the Lapplander clock time. He got into bed. His dick stayed remains with anticipation.

He listened. He couldn't hear much, but he did listen the toilet rush and the spigot running. He closed his middle, pictured her sitting on the Gospel According to John, pissing, wiping, washing her hands. He stroked himself.

The bath door opened. He saw her naked for a stock split second before she flipped off the fluorescent luminance above the sink. What a good looking charwoman, he thought. She came to bed and lay beside him, then into his arms. They kissed.

It was another barn-burner. As their tongues moshed and their mouths sucked, their hands started working extra time. Janelle wrapped her weapons system around him, stroked his back, fingered his longish hair and fondled his muscly hind end. Gus had handfuls of tit and ass. Her mamilla were similar scrap of granite.

Before hanker Gus was sucking her granite chips into his oral fissure, and Janelle was moaning and chewing his whisker. She felt his mitt slip between her legs, and moaned as his finger's breadth entered her. She groped for his turncock but she couldn't grasp it.

She put her deal to her genitalia, held his paw and gnashed her twat onto it, pushed his finger's breadth deeper inside her. She was good and wet and felt his teeth surround her lead tit as he sucked on it. She pulled his head up to hers, rammed her tongue into his mouth.

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

Down he went. In no time his head was between her splay legs, and he was kissing her thigh, licking her labia, jabbing his knife into her. Janelle reached down to her swollen button, put her finger on it. Gus took the hint.

"Here,"she said.

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

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

She rocked her crotch gently, pushing her clitoris into him, fucking his sassing. She was breathing harder, flying, holding his head steady as she ground her cumulation into his face, getting closer, wanting to come, needing it.

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

"No !"Janelle exclaimed, digging her multi-colour nails into his scalp, pressing his human face against her snatch."arrest on it, keep your back talk around it, suck it, don't blast on it, don't let the air hit it."

He took it back into his mouth, his clapper 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 consistence squirmed. She grabbed his decently hand, which was clasped around her forget tit, and brought it to her mouth.

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

With one hand still on his head, she took his middle fingerbreadth into her lip all the way and sucked on it, licked it, moved it around, surrounded it with saliva. Took it out of her backtalk, swung it around behind her, pressed his finger to her butthole.

"stick it in my ass,"she said."And keep doing what you're doing with your sassing. Yes, just like that. Damn that's secure, uh huh."She flinched only slightly when she felt his fingerbreadth dig into her.

He kept doing what she asked him to do. Sucked her clit, licked it, tasted her oozy cringe, finger-reamed her hindquarters. He felt her snatch mashing against his face and her SOB pinching his finger.

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

She exploded into his face. Her trunk reel and her pegleg flailed and her nails dug into his soma. Gradually her throes slowed and diminished. He removed his face from her private parts and his finger from her ass. She pulled his psyche up to hers and kissed him, a ten-second tongue twister.

"ass me,"she said.

He banged her as hard as he could without getting dizzy, and her bitch squeezed his cock in perfect rhythm method of birth control. She came again, he knew by her consistence spasms, and then he had his own orgasm and dumped a longsighted Sir Ernst Boris Chain of sperm cell into her.

"That was trade good,"Janelle said, after a few second of repose. Then she got up, went to the bath, cleaned up. Came back out dressed, thanked him, said it was meter to go.

Gus knew he had done skillful. Not only did she come in, but she came twice. Came big. That's the goal isn't it, to make the madam come ? And he'd learned a few example in the summons. moral he wouldn't forget.

-- --

"Do you remember much about that night ?"Augie asked, draining his drink and reaching for more.

"Not a lot of details,"Janelle said."Like I said, my life was in hullabaloo at the sentence. But I do commend that the offset kiss was a pleasant surprisal. I thought it went really well considering you were so Edward Young. I remember having a couple orgasms."

Distant skag growled. It started to rain, and soon was coming down hard. They grabbed what they could and ran inside. They ate sandwiches, then fucked again on the sofa in the bread and butter way. Janelle's headphone rang at around nine o'clock and she disappeared naked into the adjacent room to take the call. Augie waited a few second, 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 last Nox ?"Janelle asked, the next day on the phone.

"I waited a few transactions, but it seemed like you might be on the headphone for a while. So I left,"Augie said.

"Sorry about that. It was my sister. She had a fight with her married man and I had to calm her down."

"No problem."

"You left your underwear."

"I know. I realized that later."

"commodity thing I found it before Jeff did."

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

"trade good idea. We both should take care of our needs."

-- --

"He was incredible. Fucking amazing."

Janelle was on the phone with Lexi, telling her about her meeting with Augie, the company 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 busted dam. And such stamina. Like fucking a wild 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 sentence. Why ?"

"That kid was Augie."

-- --

It was not that wanton for Janelle and Augie to hook up. Janelle had a teenaged son she had to work around, as well as their jobs, the drill, and the game.

They did wield one assignation. She called Augie on a Thursday evening and he was at home, reading an Elmore Leonard. He said to come on over. Ten minutes later she rang his campana. She came inside and they undressed each early on the way to his sleeping accommodation. She sucked his prick, and border his Bell again. He ate her kitty-cat until she came, ringing her bell. Then they fucked until their Alexander Graham Bell rang again, in unison. forty-five minutes, she was back out the door.

The team played their last few games, won their section and then the playoffs. The team company at Janelle's business firm was a huge achiever. Augie thought he might go to bed with Janelle afterwards, but it didn't employment out that way. There were too many kids and parents hanging around and lingering. But he did enjoy flirting with some of the other moms when their sons weren't finish by.

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

"Really ? Who else ?"he asked.

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

"Maybe we should set up a five-way,"he said with a chortle, 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 series against a team from another district. The plot would be played at an old, underused U. S. Army foundation that was about a two minute campaign away. The boys and omnibus would stay in barracks and eat at the mess anteroom and could take the air to and from the ballpark. Most of the parents got hotel suite nearby.

The first game was Saturday afternoon. The weather was hot and humid and clear-cut, and the squad lost a sozzled 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 bear to sweep a double feature on Sunday.

After the boys had dinner and settled into the barracks for the night, Augie left the squad in the hands of his assistant autobus, a dad that had helped him throughout the season. Janelle had told him that they were all staying at the vacation Inn right wing outside the base entryway, and invited him over. They would meet in the waiting area, and they could all unlax, party a niggling, or cry in their beers, or whatever. It was the whatever that Augie was looking forward to.

The moms had a table against the wall. They didn't hitch seated for long. There was a deejay performing requests, and they were dancing most of the prison term. Coming in, Augie was shy 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 heartbeat. He hadn't been there two minute 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 catch on her. Her coloured hair was pulled back, and her taut cheeks and made-up middle sucked him right in. Her organic structure was summary, her tits were firm, and her jeans were skintight, coating her her ass and privates like blusher. And she knew how to throw off it. Soon she was bumping him, and grinding him, then after two tunes of their sweaty travail, came a slow down saltation. She smelled marvellous, Augie thought, like a invigorated carnation right out of the fridge. He held her, she held him, and as they danced her knee would slue between his ramification and her breast pressed against his stomach. At the end of the Sung dynasty 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 fuck again. They slow-danced on a line 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 dance floor. But it didn't go too well. In fact, they didn't even make it through the first Sung dynasty. They were dancing to an pollyannaish tune, making heart, when Donna bent grass forward and bit him on his shoulder through the cloth of his shirt. It wasn't any pup nip either, she dug in pretty good, and Augie yelped like a macabre mutt. ‘ Yeow, what the hell was that ? ’, he blurted, bewildered and rubbing his berm. They kept dancing, and she kept the coy grin on her face, but a minute later she did it again. She threw her head down quick against him and sunk her tooth into the supple build at the cornerstone of his cervix, deeper this time. The pain in the ass was instant and that was enough for Augie. He pushed her away, asked what the fuck was she doing, and headed for the men's room, cursing to himself. He nursed the puffy, red welt she'd left him with. To hell with that screwball bitch, he thought.

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

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

"She left in a miff ? I should be the one leaving 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 Asian doodly-squat, I guess,"he said, shivering."Ugh."

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

"What happened to Kayla ?"Janelle said.

"She was flirtin'with that soldier boy in the camouflage. Left with him, I guess,"said Lexi."She likes young whitened guy cable, I guess."

They both looked at Augie, middle to eyes. He took a nervous sip of beer.

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

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

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

-- --

Once they all entered the hotel room, Lexi went into the bathroom and shut the door. Augie scanned the room : closet, dresser, tables, chairs. And a king-sized bed. Lights off, but taper burning. He was nervous, but Janelle took attention of that in a hurry. She tossed her things on the dresser and turned to front him.

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

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

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

She put her mouth to his, his arms surrounded her, and it was as if no time had passed since their last encounter. They kissed with a feral, stabbing military group, and he made sure she felt his harden pecker against her. They were still in major liplock when the bathroom door opened and Lexi emerged, wearing a thin, short, black satin nightie than clung to her tits and barely covered her crotch.

"hoot, girl, you look dynamite,"Janelle said."Good enough to eat."

"goodness idea,"Lexi said, and came into Janelle's arms and they french-kissed, oceanic abyss and foresighted and wet, surprise Augie, and turning him on as well.

"service Augie get his clothes 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 ball field of view or the dance floor…and I hear you are…we are going to have a lot of fun tonight."

Her mouth collided with his and her tongue barb into his lip, a buss of want and desire. She held his ass and pressed her twat hard against his cock and orb. It was a long kiss and it didn't end until saliva oozed from between their lips.

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

She took charge of his pants while he took care of his shirt and kicked off his shoes. Soon it was all in a big money on the floor. Lexi pushed him onto the bed and he watched as she became nude before him. He was amazed at her organic structure, it was just about ideal. Stomach slim and hard as brick, muscled shoulders and coat of arms, ripped quadriceps. She slithered into bed beside him. They kissed again, another foresighted, wet one, and she held his putz in her hand. When the kiss ended, she wasted no time, and went down on his steely member.

As his peter was being sucked, Augie noticed for the first fourth dimension that on the nightstand to his right were several oils and lubricator and a couple condoms. He didn't hear the bathroom threshold open.

"Damn little girl,"Janelle said, looking at Lexi with Augie's dick in her mouth."You couldn't wait ?"

"fountainhead, come on,"Lexi said, and went back down.

Janelle was already naked so she didn't need to strip. She slid into the bed on the early position of Augie, and with one hand behind his head and one hand on Lexi, she kissed him.

His mouth opened and took her in, their natural language punched and danced, and soon were meshed into an intense mouthfuck. His hand went instantly to her breast and held it, and he thumbed her teat to hardness as they kissed. As he was swinging his cock in and out of Lexi's mouth, and getting off on the scented friction of her lip around it, he lowered his head and sucked Janelle's teat into his mouth.

For respective proceedings Augie sucked breast while getting head. 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 breast, and placed her cunt on his mouth. 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 tool 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 in too soon. As he sucked Janelle's clit, he felt the bed rock this way, and sag that way, as Lexi shifted around. Then he felt her hand back on his putz, then the oozy, wet fondness as she fed it into her cunt, and the cozy tightness 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 slap of their flesh. Augie felt like he was in the x-rated Twilight Zone : One hot mom fucking him, the early sitting on his nerve. The bed was a'rockin'as he pounded one snatch as C. H. Best he could from the bottom up, and ate the other. This was really happening ! He concentrated as adept 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 face, facing the wall. Grinding. Lexi was behind her, sitting on Augie's turncock, facing the rampart, her workforce holding Janelle's breasts, her mouth sucking on an ear. Grinding. Augie had a mouthful of clit and cunt juice.

Augie let out a gurgly whimper and his physical structure quivered. Janelle knew the drill : He was about to total. So she fucked his side harder.

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

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

Janelle came first. Augie felt the familiar surge and his lip filled with her fluid and her sense of taste. Within sec Augie's body bucked, and his cum jetted into Lexi. Then, with an ‘ Oh, fuck ! ’, Lexi's eubstance shimmied, she dropped the weight of her eubstance onto him three strong times, driving his rod into her as cryptic as she could, and came, vibrating through the process.

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

But not for long. Soon there were tongue-fuck osculation all the way around. Augie and Janelle, then Augie and Lexi, then Lexi and Janelle, and three-way slop fests. Six hands roamed over three physical structure, four titty, two pussies, and one cock.

Lexi took bang. She scooted up and straddled Augie's head, and pressed her bald beaver into his face. He liked the smell of it, flesh on flesh, dissimilar 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 oral cavity surround his pecker and a finger slipperiness into his ass. Just like that he was in another blissful property, just like before, but the hot ma had switched positions.

Augie was multitasking as best he could, fucking Janelle in her lip while eating Lexi's fresh, tight, redneck pussy. Lexi was grinding her groin onto his font, riding it, holding onto his headspring like it was a saddle horn. His dick felt like there was a Hoover vacuum cleaner attached, Janelle was sucking and fingering his asshole like a woman possessed. He slowed his pulsations. He'd come in Janelle's mouth before, but he wanted this to last.

Lexi's clitoris was like a globe bearing wiggling around in Augie's mouth, and she groaned with every little Munch, and kept pressuring her crotch onto his nerve. He reached around behind her. His handwriting gripped the cheeks of her ass and squeezed them with all his strength in prison term 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, doodly-squat. Oh nooky,"Lexi barked.

Something was sticking out of Lexi's prick. Augie grabbed cargo area 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 clitoris and she came in a twisty torrent. It would take a few moment more for Lexi's body to cease its gyration and for her to support off and remove her twat from his face.

Augie still had his hired man wrapped around Lexi's dickhead protrusion. He shook it gently and said,"What's this ?"

"That's my rear fire hydrant,"Lexi said.

"Really ?"

"Yeah. You get to take 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 side. Augie saw the flange sticking out of her ass, wiggled it, pushed on it again. There was a tattoo of a Snake River rightfulness at the top of her ass crack.

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

"right field,"Lexi said."You take that plug out, you can put your trouser Hydra 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 ‘ Good ’, then put the safety in her oral fissure, the o-ring between her lips. Without pause she went down on him, took his peter deep in her mouth, and stretched the rubber over his cock as she did so. Augie had a look of amazement on his cheek. Janelle was smiling at him.

They rearranged their consistence. Janelle sat with her back against the headboard, legs spread. Lexi handed a vacuum tube of lube to Augie, and in a second was lying on the bed face down.

Augie got the estimation right quick when he saw Lexi bury her typeface between Janelle's thigh. He greased his pole and aimed for the hole. On his genu, between Lexi's legs, he pulled the spark plug and it came out sluggishly with a thwap. It was longer than he thought. He could tell apart her asshole was already slick, but he squeezed some more lube from the tube anyway and fingered it into her. By the time he put the straits of his slimy, sheathed cock against her rim, her mother fucker 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 time, in, out, in, out, with piffling underground. When he had one-half of his cock inside her and she hadn't squawked, he figured he was good to go, so he started fucking that affair. Fucking it good. It was a hunky-dory ass, smooth and snug.

He was banging it pretty intemperate for at least a minute, with his optic closed, when he felt his cum uprising. He started hitting it heavy, and when he opened his eyes Janelle was staring right at him with a big smiling on her cheek. Augie groaned loudly and deeply when he came, and grunted as he squeezed off five ropes of jizz into the deepness of Lexi's poop chute. He kept going after he released too ; after his maxi-lube job, it was such smooth sailing he just kept on knocking it.

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

-- --

It was a recollective night. After another round of creative conjugation and a tripling or two, Augie was sore and beat. He noticed it was nearly three a.m.

"I have to go,"he said, sitting up, looking for his dress 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 boys wake up this first light. And I need to get some slumber. We might be playing a double feature today."

He kissed them both. Lexi gave his dick a little wring goodbye. He drove back and staggered into the barracks.

-- --

There was no indigence for a second game that day. Augie's squad was no match for the opposer, and lost 12-2. The game was never close and the outcome never in doubt. Their pitcherful didn't have it, the fieldsman didn't field, and the hitters couldn't hit. Not the felicitous end to their season.

"hooligan biz, Coach,"Janelle said, after the game.

"Yep, it wasn't our day that's for indisputable,"he said."And I was out of it the whole game. serious thing it wasn't a closemouthed secret plan. If it had been, I don't know that I would have been able-bodied to arrive at any sharp decisions."

"What do you stand for ?"

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

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

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

Janelle smiled."You short boy !"

Augie scanned the crowd as they dispersed. He felt hangdog. He imagined that they all knew what he'd done last night and would hold the loss against him.

-- --

With the time of year over, Augie hoped he might have a semi-regular thing going with Janelle, but it didn't piece of work out that way. He talked to her respective fourth dimension but she was noncommittal and they found it unmanageable to find the time to hook up. summertime was winding down and school was starting up for the boy, so she had loyalty almost workaday and there was virtually no opportunity for them to cope with, much less be discreet. Plus, he had a notion that every parent of every boy on the squad had a salutary estimate what had gone on in that hotel way the night before that last secret plan, 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 have the same back-to-school hectic schedule as Janelle. He wouldn't soon forget her fresh ass, though. Both of their boys would be on his team again succeeding twelvemonth if they signed up, so that was something to attend forward to.

A few hebdomad went by and Augie pretty much moved on, and didn't think about Janelle or Lexi unless he was jerking off. Then one Wednesday night he got a telephone set call.

It was Jaylan's mom. Jaylan was his left fielder, a tall, lanky black kid, a good ballplayer with a good arm and quick as a jackrabbit.

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

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

"I'm mulct. And you ?"

"Doing well, thank you."

He closed his eyes, pictured her at the games : Tall and slant, athletic, black frizzy hair, smooth dark hide, big grin, whiten teeth, compressed denim, tube top.

"feeling, Augie,"she said."I heard you are really estimable with reckoner, that's what you do for a keep, right ? Well, I'm having some problems with my laptop computer and I was wondering if you could aid me."

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

"It's backbreaking to describe. I'll be working on it for a while 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 need him to seduce a theater phone call ?

"well, I'm really more of a software guy than a hardware guy. But I'd be glad to take a expression at it for you. If I can't assistance, I probably know someone you could take it to who is trustworthy."

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

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

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

"Yes, I think so."

"Oh, wonderful. Jaylan will be away for the weekend on a encampment trip and I'm trying to get all my task and errands done on Sabbatum and that time works perfectly."

"Okay. 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 miserly Vodka ice chest. And don't worry. I don't bite."

So, there it was. The hot mommy kiss and tell. He thought of the two black 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 Saturday night and Sunday morning.

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