WHO'S ON FIRST ?

The four hot mummy were seated together in the bleachers watching their son play ball. None of them found the games all that interesting, they were just there to fend for their son and the team. Watching a field full of young adolescent play pony league baseball in the summer heat can be a boring affair. They wanted their male child to win of class, and they often did, but their attentions were not always focused on the action on the sphere. They were usually staring at, and making scuttlebutt about, the young man coaching the team.

The squad was effective, in world-class place in their section, which brought many of the parents and family fellow member and other spectator pump out to the games, so the crowds had grown with each triumph. But the four hot moms had been there from game one and were always seated in a cluster of lawn electric chair a unretentive space away from the bleacher. That way they could check out the charabanc and puddle all of their various remarks, which were loaded with desire and lewdness and innuendo, and not be overheard.

The coach, named Augie, was a handsome unseasoned man in his mid-twenties. He was tall and tapered and athletic, a late college baseball game player, with short, dirty-blond pilus and baby blue optic behind the sunglasses he constantly wore. The moms loved watching the smooth, agile way he moved around and peering at his ass, tightly wrapped inside his jeans. Of course of action Augie had checked out the moms too. He had a heavy time not looking at them. At their hot dead body and firm tits and sweet butts, at every game, without married man, dressed in unforesightful shorts with halters and molded tops, smiling when he glanced their way. He kept his shades on, hoping they wouldn't see him sneaking peeks. But they knew.

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

Kayla was the least outspoken of the four of them. She was the novel addition to the pack, 34, recently separated from her hubby, headed for divorce, and raising her son alone for the showtime time. She was black, with kinky, long pitch-black hair, and was hot and horny. She watched Augie and hoped that he liked Negro charwoman and burble fag. Her son was Jaylan, the left fielder.

"If he likes the benighted meat, girl, look out,"she said.

Donna was the youngest of the four at 32. She was half-Thai, a petite orchis of fire with long, straight total darkness hair 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 time of year. She'd had her son Rocky, the second base baseman, at a Thomas Young age.

"Nah, girl, I bet he likes Asian girls and I hope he likes it rough. I'd like to dip my teeth into him,"she replied."Make him beg me to stop. Or beg me not to."

Janelle was the one-time of the four. She was 40, but didn't look it. She was a tall blond, 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 thought of taking Augie to bed was attractive to her, and in her mind, possible. Her son Jeff played substance field.

"I just want to take up his cock,"she said.

Lexi was a brunet, 35, also divorced, with a great, toilsome body and an mental attitude to match. She was a body politic girl, a local anesthetic rough-around-the-edges cracker, 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, gangling boy, and was the kickoff baseman.

Lexi and Janelle had met years before when they were both still married, and were swingers. They'd swapped hubby three different metre before the Guy 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 good. One affair led to another and soon the men were jerking off and blowing each other. Janelle and Lexi had an affair. The hubby 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 curlicue in the hay together every now and then.

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

All four momma laughed loudly, attracting the annoyed tending of nearby looker. It was a crucial minute in a closelipped game, so they shut up and settled down to watch. They knew their bark were worse than their sharpness, and figured it was in all probability none of them would end up in the hammock with Augie. But it was fun imagining what they'd each do with him if they had the probability. And they each wondered, if it were possible, which of them would be first ?

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"Hey, motorcoach !"Janelle called. It was a workweek later, after a close down victory, and the team and charabanc and spectators were walking across the field to their cars.

"shout 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 take in 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 pool, Jacuzzi, a barbecue pit, and spate of space for other activities. 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 coals. He'd had an encounter with her years before, when they both had unlike 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 haircloth 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 point in his life.

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

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

Augie agreed, and they arranged it. He knew there was no real intellect for him to preview the shoes, but he wasn't going to turn down a chance to get one-on-one with Janelle again. They would get together on Saturday afternoon. That gave Janelle a few days to arrange to give Jeff shipped off to his father or a friend's household on Sabbatum. If she was going to try to get in the coach-and-four's gasp, she didn't want to have her son hanging around.

-- --

"Janelle, you sly picayune fox, you,"Lexi said."You're fixin'to seduce 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 seduce me first,"Janelle said.

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

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

-- --

Janelle had suggested to Augie that they meet in the latterly 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 rattling reason was because it would be getting on glad hour, and she thought a couple drinks would relax them up.

Augie arrived at her home plate at a fiddling after four. Janelle had left a notation taped to the front door that said to come in right in, she was in the backyard by the pool. So he opened the door and entered. He walked past the support way and kitchen to french room access that opened onto the get over terrace out back. He walked out and saw Janelle seated at a black rod iron, glass-topped board, a ceiling fan rotating above her. On the table was a legal pad, pen, what appeared to be a brace mag, an ice bucket, two improbable plastic tumbler and a sweaty pitcher of some lucky beverage.

"Augie ! right on time,"Janelle said, and rose to greet him. She grabbed his hands and squeezed them, a sturdy suitcase. She was on her second drink already. Liquid courage.

She looked hot as hell, Augie sentiment. Her blond tomentum was was freshly frizzed, and she wore a lacy, v-neck beach cover-up over a melanise two-piece swimwear, and was barefoot. He knew she had a fabulous body, he thought she'd look great in a potato pocket. But the smuggled courtship behind the sheer, white top was sexy as hell.

"Have a seat,"she said, pulling a chair out for him. She poured him a drinkable."And have a Vodka Cooler. These gustatory perception capital on a warm afternoon like this."

"goodness,"he said, after taking a sip. His eyes panned around, glancing at the pool, the fountain, the Jacuzzi, the brick barbecue, the vast potted palms."Wow, Janelle, you have a beautiful backyard."

"Thank you. I think we can own a majuscule 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 tire his shades. It was voiceless to go on his eyes off of Janelle's tits.

"And I have a rec way downstairs, with a pool tabular array, dart board and video game. 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 pitcher and topped it off. Hers too.

They got down to business planning the political party. Janelle had planned it out in advance. She already had worked out the day, the metre, the bill of fare, the details. Augie loved that, because what the perdition did he know about political party planning for a clustering of Kid ? So he nodded, went along with all of it, and when he asked about how a good deal it would cost, she told him it would cost him nix. She had already talked to some parents who loved the approximation and had agreed to slant in to treat the costs and help with all of the logistics. They didn't think Augie should pay a dime because he had volunteered his metre from spring through summertime, coaching their sons, had done a darn good job at it, and their boy 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 lend a cake."

In to a lesser extent than an time of day the plans were done and the ewer was running on empty.

"deficiency to involve 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 protagonist's house. Won't be back until tomorrow. It's just us."She let that hang there, looking him in the eye."Or,"she continued,"Why don't we sit in the Jacuzzi ? It's very relaxing. Tell you what. You get comfortable in the Jacuzzi while I get us some more deglutition. I'll join you in a couple minutes."

She rose from the mesa, picked up the mound and turned and headed toward the kitchen. Augie admired the silhouette of her ass and upper berth second joint behind her semitransparent wrapping as she walked. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his shirt, then he stood and took off his gasp. He folded his clothes and put them on the chair. With his boxers on, he walked to the tub and lowered himself into it. The cool water surrounded his body and sweaty balls and felt splendiferous after sitting at the table in the viscous rut. He sat back and relaxed as the sun began to sink behind the position of the house, slowly bringing shade to the puddle area.

Soon Janelle strode back across the terrace with another twirler, picked up the cupful from the table and came to the Jacuzzi. Augie was glad when she'd suggested Sir Thomas More crapulence because they tasted peachy and were going down easy. And it was turning their coming together into a party. And the way thing were shaping up, maybe more than that.

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

"A toast,"she said, raising her looking glass."To a pit of a omnibus, a hell of a team, and what I'm sure will be a Hades 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. Augie had to work an effort to keep on his tongue from hanging out. Her disastrous suit looked stick with her tan pelt as a backdrop. He eyed her top, bulging with tits and pointed nipples, and her bottom, a V-shape tapered to her cunt, as she climbed into the tub beside him. She turned the squirt on low, and took her drink from Augie.

They sipped their swallow, getting comfortable, not saying anything for a time. When their drinkable 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 glad you came over, Augie. I think the party will be a blast. And you and the male child deserve it. You have done a wonderful job with the team this year."

"Thank you,"he said awkwardly.

"And throwing this political party was a big approximation for another reason,"she said, taking a gulp.

"Really ? What's that ?"

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

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

"Worked like a appealingness,"Augie said softly.

"Do you have a girlfriend, Augie ?"

"Nope."

"Do you like older woman ?"

"Yep. I'm in a Jacuzzi with a pretty hot one powerful 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 botheration 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 part,"she said, with a sly smile."osculation me."

He did, and there was zippo dainty about it. Her lips were soft and supple and sucked him in. Their spit flicked and licked and dug deep. The kiss lingered on. When it finally ended, they paused, eyes-to-eyes, then quickly dove in for second. Augie's hands soon went to work, settled on a titty and a buns. Janelle slipped a mitt 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, acute, 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 fingerbreadth on the ledge on one slope of the tub, about halfway up. Augie scooted up and sat on it as Janelle spun around on her knee joint to look him.

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

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

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

His whole stopcock disappeared into her sassing, and reappeared, over and over. Augie was amazed at the easiness 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 two-piece top, took her breasts in his hands. Her pap were hard and enlarged between his fingers.

His coat of arms were extended as he felt her up and fucked her mouth at the same meter, and cock and rima oris worked in consummate sync. Then one of his drone was a tad too extravagant, and with his peter fully inserted into Janelle's mouth, his butt slipped off the shelf. He sank like a Harlan Stone and he yowled when her teeth scraped along his tenderized shaft and pinched the oral sex on the way down.

His ass hit buttocks, and his peter and testis collided with Janelle's thighs, who was on her articulatio genus between his legs. She didn't miss a beat. With ready finesse she raised up, pulled her bikini bottom to the side and lowered herself onto him. Her cunt enveloped his cock, her muscular tissue tightened around it, and she started bouncing. OK, Augie thought. Fucking underwater is good.

But not that good. Something was missing, the whiz was dissimilar. So he grabbed her nates with both paw, 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 unconstraint, hoping he didn't have his spinal column 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 neighbors might hear.

She came before he did, and she almost bit his natural language when she did. She squealed, only half-muffled, and her body shook like a nag at a dog solid food factory.

"Oh tinker's dam !"she exclaimed loudly."Oh fuck."

Janelle's jizz flowed into the bubbly tub. She finally stopped vibrating, he pulled out."Did you come in ?"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 thigh, and with her butt on the ledge, her brass and his upright dick were at the Same level. She pulled him closer, wrapped her sass around his shaft and resumed the blowjob she'd been giving him when he slipped off the ledge.

Standing in front of Janelle, Augie watched, mesmerized, as his cock glided in and out of her agile rima oris. He fondled her breasts, felt her palm working his chunk and a fingertip creep into his ass. He swung his groin to touch her. It wouldn't take long.

Augie was slamming her pretty unspoiled, but Janelle's mouth held tight. She had a stabilise clutch with a handful of scrotum and a finger up his ass, and was determined to give him the best blowjob of his young living. She wanted to taste his cum.

So she did. She heard a low, airy groan and knew he was about to ejaculate. She rammed her fingerbreadth all the way in and held a butt boldness in her former script, and sucked with all her strength. He groaned again, louder.

"Here I come,"he said, with little hint, and his physical structure shook and his stifle knocked as his cum rose up and out in commove spurts.

Janelle felt his cum jettison into the binding of her backtalk, then again, several more times. It was a major load, and it was strong to eat up with a big dick in her mouth. Once he'd given her his all, she backed off, swallowed what she could, tasted the eternal rest, and swallowed again, with seminal fluid oozing out of the corners of her mouth.

"Holy darn,"Augie moaned."Incredible."

Without hesitation, he knelt between her stage. He wanted to eat her neat, sweet-scented kitty-cat, and he knew how she liked it. He spread her branch, squeezed her ass with both hands. He pressed his face into her crotch and slipped a finger into her ass. He put his mouth on her stiffened clit. And with his brim surrounding it, making a firm, cushioned seal between his mouth and her lush human body, he sucked.

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

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

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

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

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

It wouldn't be more than another couple minutes. Janelle's body was convulsing like a willow in the malarky and her puss was about to explode.

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

Augie breathed in a deep lungful of air through his nose and took one survive long, nonstop mightiness suction. He sucked the cum right out of her and took it in the face. Her body writhed as she came, her ass slithered in his hand. When her release was over her spasms abated, and with her body wonderfully spent, she pulled his promontory up from between her legs. Their sassing met and spreading apart, their cum-flavored tongues dove together, and they kissed deeply and long. As the kiss was ending, just before Janelle was about to let her body sink back into the astuteness 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 rim and rammed it habitation, and screwed her toilsome until he expelled a warhead of cum into her.

-- --

"shucks, Augie, that was amazing,"Janelle said."Looks like coaching baseball is not your only when 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 apart 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 remember the last time I felt so completely fucked. And where did you see 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 shoulder joint and looked up at him."Say what ?"

"You taught me."

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

"You don't think 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 domicile for the summer after my soph year in college. It was a Fri nighttime. I met you at a bar that's not there anymore, on the west side, it was called Anastasia's. I had on black jeans and a royal due east Carolina t-shirt, and you wore a racy dame with a whitened blouse, your hair was short, a wavy bob or something like that, and you looked hot as Hades. We were flirting a piddling. I couldn't believe you were paying aid 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 topographic point though, it was a townhouse. We had sex. And you taught me how to eat pussy."

Janelle got goose skin when he mentioned the figure of the bar. She remembered the night. It was the only time she'd ever been to the plaza. She'd gone there because no one would know her, and she had to be discreet. The situation had a untried patronage and she thought maybe she could connect with some young macho-man for an insouciant one-nighter. She was separated from her husband, headed for divorcement, 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 shopping centre. Don't recollect the street but the menage number was 256. There was not much furniture, but there was a organisation bed in a bedroom and a bunch of boxwood stacked. You made it clear it was one nighttime 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 gens wasn't Augie. It was, uh, what was it…"

"Gus. It's a sobriquet, just like Augie. My given name is Augustus, which I always hated. I had long haircloth then, was skinnier, and a perpetual three or four-day whiskers. And no sunglasses."

"Oh My God,"Janelle said, her hand covering her gaspy mouth."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 pick up a college kid in a bar and take 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 silent for a moment. She was thinking back, and it was coming back.

"That was a rough time for me,"she said, shaking her head, looking down at the roiling water and holding his script, embarrassed."I was separated from my husband, we were getting a divorce, I was taking anxiety meds. The townhouse was a letting belongings we owned and were getting quick to deal. Jeff was with his Fatherhood for the weekend. I had needs, I was out of it, I was lonely. I'm sorry."

Augie kissed her on her frontal bone."Don't be pitiful,"he said."It was one of the best Nox of my life."

-- --

It was a muggy Fri dark in August. Gus had worked two Job all summer, a day job as a carpenter's assistant and a part-time gig at an acrobatic shoe memory. After he had wrapped up his net workweek on the day job, he and his old pal Marty played racquetball at the Y, and after their showers decided to go tip a few. Gus and Marty were in force buds from initiatory grade through one-twelfth, then went off to unlike colleges. Gus was a few days away from heading back to the university for his junior year, and this would be the last sentence they would see each early for a while. With their fake IDs in hand, they headed to Anastasia's, where the beer was frigid and the pitchers were cheap.

The topographic point had a horseshoe bar and booths along two walls. Gus and Marty found two stools on one Bend of the horseshoe and ordered a pitcher of beer. When the pitcher arrived they filled their mugs and took healthy gulps, and the cold brewage tasted peachy after an minute of racquetball. They scanned the room, looking for people they knew, not finding any. But as they talked, Gus caught the eye of an attractive onetime woman sitting a few ordure away on the horseshoe bend. He had a just three-quarter view, not from the side and not full front.

She had short, undulate blond haircloth, and wore a smart business suit. She must have come from her job, Gus thought, a manager of some function or something. She was with another fair sex, younger, probably having a drunkenness after work. Sharing a carafe of white wine.

The guy went through the number 1 pitcher, and ordered a second. But after another fifteen minutes, 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 squander the beer, and he wanted to keep open his eye on that woman over there who was glancing his way, smiling at him, and making eye contact lens. He had a slight buzz by now and no plans for the Nox. Could he actually hook up with an erstwhile, doctor lady like her ? Be coolheaded, he thought. Just be cool.

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

Gus could tell by their body language that the sure-enough cleaning woman and the untested char weren't best friends or anything. They talked, but stiffly, without a good deal ebullience. He sipped his beer, watched them patiently. The Friday Nox customers started slowly rolling in.

The untried gal swigged the last of her second drink and picked up the chit in front of her. She opened her purse and put some flyer 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 top dog 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 do it her figure ?"He nodded in her direction.

The bartender took a straightaway flavor at her, shook his headway and said,"Never seen her before. Why ?"

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

The bartender was a brusk, rhythm guy with a bushy brown mustache, probably in his forties. He smiled, thought this Pres Young guy was a piece of employment."Don't you think she may be a petty 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 home game. What the hell, he was going to use up a shot.

"serve her another a drink on me, tell her it's from Gus, and what is her name ? But fetch me a blastoff of laborer Book of the Prophet Daniel's first."He slid a twenty across the bar.

"Okay, Slick,"the bartender said with a jest, taking the bill."goodness luck."

The snap was in front of him in 30 seconds. He downed it, chased it with lukewarm beer, then watched as the blond's companion returned from the restroom and said her good-bye. As she departed, the barkeep didn't miss a measure. He put a impertinent, filled 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 find out. 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 fingerbreadth wave.

"Your friend left, my Quaker left, care to join me, Honey ?"Janelle said, tapping on the bar in front of the stool next to her. The Valium and the wine were talking and she wanted to shoot this kid home.

Gus didn't hesitate. He left the warm hurler 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 XXI. They ordered refills of their deglutition, and occasionally touched each other as they conversed. He touched her hired hand, she touched his, her bridge player brushed his thigh, his arm nudged hers. The bar became noisy, filled with a rambunctious 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 first of all time,"Janelle replied, not adding that she had come there hoping to feel a young guy and get laid."How about you ?"

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

"Really ? Why's that ?

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

Perfect, Janelle thought."Hey,"she said, her oral fissure stopping point to his ear."Wan na blow this joint and find someplace a little more private ?"

Gus didn't have to think about it. He wouldn't have to daunt up his nerve either, she was making it prosperous for him. This dame doesn't hole around.

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

"I know a place."She took a shoemaker's last drink of wine."Follow me."

They walked outside and got in their machine. Gus followed Janelle down the highway for a nautical mile or so, passed the shopping centre and turned into a townhouse residential area. Janelle pulled into the driveway of an end unit, he saw the sign of the zodiac figure 256 above the front threshold and stenciled on the Curb. Gus parked in a client spot across the narrow street.

Janelle fumbled through some Key, chose one but it didn't body of work."Shit,"she said, and tried another. The third one was the right one. They entered, she flipped on a Light, closed the room access. Gus looked around. The seat was sparsely furnished and had some memory board boxwood stacked here and there. Janelle tossed the tonality 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 matrimonial 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 bounder so they were about the Saami summit."The kitchen is spare, 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 shoulder joint and staring into his eyes."But we have to get something straight, right away. My life is much too complex these days, I'm going through a divorce, so I still have a husband and suffer to be discreet. I have a child, and a career, I can't have an affair. This is one meter only, okay ?"

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

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

He put his mouth to hers and they melded into one overweight people, and soon their back talk opened and their spit took over. He tasted wine-coloured, she tasted a trace of bourbon. Their weapon wrapped around their binding tightly, their dead body pressed together. Gus felt her nipples business firm against his chest like bullets, Janelle pushed her groin against his hardening pecker. For a first buss, it was a pretty long one, but when it ended they both knew it had been a damn good one.

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

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

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

The bedroom wasn't that big, and furnished only with a double bed in a nerve build, a night board and a dresser with the drawers open, empty. There was no lamp, only an overhead light on a ceiling fan that was turning slowly. Janelle pulled the string wall hanging there, killing the light but leaving the fan on. Then she opened the blinds on the double windowpane, and slim strips of visible light from the streetlamp outside swept across the room. Enough illumination to see enough, but not enough to see too lots. Eerie, Gus thought. pic Noir.

Janelle turned to him and said,"Get undressed, I'll be decent back."She walked into the side by side bathroom and closed the threshold. Gus took off his clothes, folded them and placed them on the dresser. Her directness was intimidating and sexy at the same sentence. He got into bed. His dick stayed stiff with anticipation.

He listened. He couldn't hear often, but he did learn the toilet flush and the faucet running. He closed his eyes, pictured her sitting on the John the Evangelist, pissing, wiping, washing her hands. He stroked himself.

The bathroom threshold opened. He saw her naked for a rive second before she flipped off the fluorescent Inner Light above the sink. What a good looking charwoman, he thought. She came to bed and lay beside him, then into his blazonry. They kissed.

It was another barn-burner. As their glossa moshed and their oral cavity sucked, their deal started working overtime. Janelle wrapped her branch around him, stroked his rachis, fingered his longish haircloth and fondled his muscly rear. Gus had handfuls of tit and ass. Her pap were like chips of granite.

Before longsighted Gus was sucking her granite crisp into his oral cavity, and Janelle was moaning and chewing his whisker. She felt his hand slip between her legs, and moaned as his finger entered her. She groped for his cock but she couldn't reach it.

She put her mitt to her private parts, held his paw and gnashed her twat onto it, pushed his fingers deeper inside her. She was good and wet and felt his teeth surround her unexpended tit as he sucked on it. She pulled his straits up to hers, rammed her lingua into his mouth.

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

down feather he went. In no metre his head was between her splayed legs, and he was kissing her thigh, licking her labia, jabbing his spit 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 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 expert. 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 mouth. She was breathing harder, flying, holding his nous steady as she ground her mound into his case, getting closer, wanting to issue forth, needing it.

Gus backed off, took a breathing space, licked her pull up stakes lip.

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

He took it back into his sass, his tongue cushioning it, his lips surrounding it, keeping it affectionate and wet. He sucked gently, felt her deal in his hair and on his shoulders as her body squirmed. She grabbed his right deal, which was clasped around her left tit, and brought it to her backtalk.

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

With one hand still on his headland, she took his halfway finger into her mouth all the way and sucked on it, licked it, moved it around, surrounded it with saliva. Took it out of her oral fissure, swung it around behind her, pressed his finger to her butthole.

"Stick it in my ass,"she said."And hold on 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 finger dig into her.

He kept doing what she asked him to do. Sucked her clit, licked it, tasted her oozy funk, finger-reamed her butt. He felt her cunt mashing against his face and her prick pinching his finger.

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

She exploded into his cheek. Her body gyrated and her legs flailed and her peg dug into his shape. Gradually her throes slowed and diminished. He removed his face from her fork and his digit from her ass. She pulled his head up to hers and kissed him, a ten-second tongue twister.

"Fuck me,"she said.

He banged her as hard as he could without getting dizzy, and her cunt squeezed his cock in perfective tense rhythm. She came again, he knew by her body spasms, and then he had his own orgasm and dumped a farseeing chain of mountains of sperm into her.

"That was good,"Janelle said, after a few minutes of serenity. Then she got up, went to the toilet, cleaned up. arrive back out dressed, thanked him, said it was time to go.

Gus knew he had done good. Not only did she do, but she came twice. Came big. That's the goal isn't it, to piss the lady come ? And he'd learned a few moral in the cognitive operation. Lessons he wouldn't forget.

-- --

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

"Not a lot of detail,"Janelle said."Like I said, my liveliness was in convulsion at the time. But I do remember that the first kiss was a pleasant surprise. I thought it went really well considering you were so Loretta Young. I remember having a couple orgasms."

Distant big H 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 couch in the living way. Janelle's phone rang at around nine o'clock and she disappeared bare into the succeeding elbow room to subscribe to the shout. Augie waited a few minutes, 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 dark ?"Janelle asked, the next day on the phone.

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

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

"No problem."

"You left your underwear."

"I know. I realized that later."

"good thing I found it before Jeff did."

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

"commodity idea. We both should subscribe care of our needs."

-- --

"He was incredible. Fucking amazing."

Janelle was on the phone with Lexi, telling her about her coming together with Augie, the party design, and what happened afterward.

"And I'll tell you something else, missy,"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 domicile, 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 well-to-do for Janelle and Augie to accost up. Janelle had a teenaged son she had to work around, as well as their jobs, the practices, and the games.

They did manage one tryst. She called Augie on a Th eve and he was at home, reading an Elmore Leonard. He said to come on over. Ten arcminute later she rang his bell shape. She came inside and they undressed each other on the way to his bedroom. She sucked his cock, and rang his bell again. He ate her pussy until she came, ringing her Vanessa Stephen. Then they fucked until their bells rang again, in unison. Forty-five minutes, she was back out the door.

The team played their last few game, won their part and then the playoffs. The team party at Janelle's firm was a immense success. Augie thought he might go to bed with Janelle afterwards, but it didn't work out that way. There were too many kidskin and parents hanging around and lingering. But he did enjoy flirting with some of the other moms when their sons weren't close by.

"You know, I'm not the only 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 separated, so she's interested. And Donna too. She has a husband 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 brain."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 tourney, and would be playing a best-two-out-of-three serial publication against a squad from another district. The games would be played at an old, underused Army radix that was about a two 60 minutes driving force away. The boys and coaches would stay on in barracks and eat at the kettle of fish manse and could walk to and from the approximate range. Most of the parents got hotel rooms nearby.

The commencement game was Saturday afternoon. The conditions was hot and humid and clear, and the team lost a mean 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 muddle. To win the series they would have to cross a twin bill on Sunday.

After the boy had dinner and settled into the barracks for the night, Augie left the squad in the hands of his assistant coach, a dad that had helped him throughout the season. Janelle had told him that they were all staying at the holiday Inn right outside the base entrance, and invited him over. They would forgather in the lounge, and they could all relax, company a little, or cry in their beers, or whatever. It was the whatever that Augie was looking forward to.

The moms had a tabular array against the wall. They didn't stay seated for long. There was a deejay playing request, and they were dancing most of the clock time. Coming in, Augie was uncertain how to act because he figured that the others knew he'd slept with Janelle. But he also figured they knew they were not single. His awkwardness eroded in a heartbeat. He hadn't been there two hour before Lexi took his manus and yanked him out onto the saltation floor.

Lexi looked hot as lava, sexy as hell, but she looked hard too, like you could strike a match on her. Her dark hair was pulled back, and her tight cheek and made-up eyes sucked him right in. Her body was constrict, her bosom were firm, and her jeans were skintight, coating her her ass and genitals like paint. And she knew how to shake it. Soon she was bumping him, and grinding him, then after two tunes of their sweaty effort, came a slow dancing. She smelled wonderful, Augie thought, like a clean carnation right out of the fridge. He held her, she held him, and as they danced her knee would steal between his legs and her tits pressed against his belly. At the end of the song she thanked him, and kissed him daintily on his mouth.

He danced with Janelle too. She didn't shake her pillage 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 tune as well, and kissed through some of it.

Augie was walking back to the mesa, 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 song. They were dancing to an wellbeing line, 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 good, and Augie yelped like a barf cur. ‘ Yeow, what the inferno was that ? ’, he blurted, bewildered and rubbing his berm. They kept dancing, and she kept the coy smiling on her nerve, but a second later she did it again. She threw her head down quick against him and lapse her teeth into the svelte flesh at the fundament of his neck, deeper this meter. The pain was instant and that was enough for Augie. He pushed her away, asked what the shtup 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 weirdo bitch, he thought.

He got a stale beer and sat back down at the mesa. Janelle and Lexi were there, but no mark of Donna.

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

"She left in a huff ? 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 shit, 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 medicine 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 young white bozo, I guess."

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

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

He looked at both of them, back and forth. He felt the warmth of their eye 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 hungry pup at suppertime.

-- --

Once they all entered the hotel elbow room, Lexi went into the privy and shut the room access. Augie scanned the room : closet, dresser, tabular array, chairs. And a king-sized bed. Lights off, but standard candle burning. He was nervous, but Janelle took guardianship of that in a hurry. She tossed her things on the chest of drawers and turned to present him.

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

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

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

She put her mouth to his, his arms surrounded her, and it was as if no time had passed since their final clash. They kissed with a ferine, stabbing force, and he made surely she felt his hardened dick against her. They were still in major liplock when the can door opened and Lexi emerged, wearing a thin, short, pitch-dark satin nightie than clung to her knocker and barely covered her crotch.

"Damn, female child, you look dynamite,"Janelle said."ripe enough to eat."

"trade good thought,"Lexi said, and came into Janelle's arms and they french-kissed, deep and foresighted and wet, surprising Augie, and turning him on as well.

"helper Augie get his clothes off, I'll be in good order back,"Janelle said, and disappeared into the bathroom.

Lexi came face-to-face with Augie and said,"If you are one-half as full in bed as you are on the clod field of operations or the saltation floor…and I hear you are…we are going to have a lot of fun tonight."

Her lip collided with his and her knife shot into his backtalk, a osculation of deficiency and desire. She held his ass and pressed her snatch hard against his cock and ballock. It was a tenacious candy kiss and it didn't end until saliva oozed from between their lips.

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

She took concern of his pants while he took precaution of his shirt and kicked off his brake shoe. Soon it was all in a bundle on the floor. Lexi pushed him onto the bed and he watched as she became bare before him. He was amazed at her body, it was just about nonesuch. tummy slim and hard as brick, muscled articulatio humeri and limb, ripped quadriceps. She slithered into bed beside him. They kissed again, another long, wet one, and she held his cock in her 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 maiden prison term that on the nightstand to his right field were several fossil oil and lubricating substance and a couple condoms. He didn't hear the lavatory door open.

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

"Well, make out on,"Lexi said, and went back down.

Janelle was already naked so she didn't need to undress. She slid into the bed on the other English of Augie, and with one hand behind his brain 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 hand went instantly to her tit and held it, and he thumbed her nipple to hardness as they kissed. As he was swinging his cock in and out of Lexi's mouth, and getting off on the sweetly friction of her lips around it, he lowered his headway and sucked Janelle's tit into his mouth.

For several arcminute Augie sucked tits 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 psyche,"Janelle said, and moved up, straddled his chest, and placed her puss on his mouthpiece. Augie knew exactly what she liked, and knew she would explode 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 commodity, and he was damn unaired, and he didn't want to amount too soon. As he sucked Janelle's clit, he felt the bed rock-and-roll this way, and sag that way, as Lexi shifted around. Then he felt her hand back on his dick, then the oozy, wet warmth 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 geographical zone : One hot mom fucking him, the early sitting on his face. The bed was a'rockin'as he pounded one pussy as 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 missile of his own into Lexi.

Janelle was sitting on Augie's face, facing the wall. Grinding. Lexi was behind her, sitting on Augie's pecker, facing the wall, her hands holding Janelle's tit, her backtalk sucking on an ear. Grinding. Augie had a mouthful of button and slit juice.

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

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

Lexi wasn't going to be left out. Her cunt muscleman went into overdrive and she bounced on Augie's tool like a pile number one wood."Me too !"she blurted.

Janelle came first. Augie felt the comrade surge and his sass filled with her fluid and her mouthful. Within irregular Augie's body bucked, and his cum jetted into Lexi. Then, with an ‘ Oh, nooky ! ’, Lexi's body shimmied, she dropped the weighting of her body onto him three voiceless times, driving his rod into her as trench as she could, and came, vibrating through the appendage.

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 other English, they both had their hands on him, all over him. And they rested.

But not for long. Soon there were tongue-fuck kisses 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 body, four tits, two pussies, and one cock.

Lexi took charge. She scooted up and straddled Augie's head, and pressed her bald topper into his fount. He liked the spirit of it, flesh on soma, 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 class ago. He couldn't see Janelle, but he felt her mouth surround his pecker and a digit faux pas into his ass. Just like that he was in another blissful dimension, just like before, but the hot mummy had switched positions.

Augie was multitasking as practiced he could, fucking Janelle in her oral cavity while eating Lexi's fresh, tight, redneck kitty-cat. Lexi was grinding her breakwater onto his face, riding it, holding onto his head like it was a saddle automobile horn. His cock felt like there was a Hoover vacuum attached, Janelle was sucking and fingering his asshole like a charwoman possessed. He slowed his impulse. He'd come in Janelle's mouth before, but he wanted this to last.

Lexi's clit was like a chunk bearing wiggling around in Augie's sassing, and she groaned with every little Munch, and kept pressuring her private parts onto his nerve. He reached around behind her. His hired man gripped the cheeks of her ass and squeezed them with all his military posture in prison term with her movements.

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

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

"Oh, dump. Oh fuck,"Lexi barked.

Something was sticking out of Lexi's asshole. Augie grabbed hold 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 shoot a few moments more for Lexi's dead body to lay off its gyrations and for her to bet on off and remove her twat from his face.

Augie still had his script wrapped around Lexi's asshole jut. He shook it gently and said,"What's this ?"

"That's my stooge hack,"Lexi said.

"Really ?"

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

"She likes it like that,"Janelle said, when she took the gumshoe 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 snake right at the top of her ass crack.

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

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

"Uh huh,"Augie groaned.

Lexi reached to the nightstand for a prophylactic, and tore it spread out. She turned to him, said ‘ Good ’, then put the condom in her oral cavity, the o-ring between her lips. Without pause she went down on him, took his hammer deep in her mouth, and stretched the rubber over his pecker as she did so. Augie had a look of amazement on his face. Janelle was smiling at him.

They rearranged their organic structure. Janelle sat with her back against the headboard, legs spread. Lexi handed a tube of lubricator 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 thighs. He greased his magnetic pole and aimed for the hole. On his knees, between Lexi's pegleg, he pulled the ballyhoo and it came out sluggishly with a thwap. It was longer than he thought. He could assure her asshole was already slick, but he squeezed some more lubricating substance from the electron tube anyway and fingered it into her. By the clock time he put the brain of his slimy, sheathed shaft against her rim, her asshole was winking at him and she was already chowing down on Janelle's pussy.

He spread her face and pushed it in. It was delightfully cockeyed, but it slid right in, an column inch at a time, in, out, in, out, with picayune resistor. When he had half of his cock inside her and she hadn't squawked, he figured he was safe to go, so he started fucking that thing. Fucking it good. It was a very well ass, smooth and snug.

He was banging it pretty hard for at least a minute, with his oculus closed, when he felt his cum revolt. He started hitting it harder, and when he opened his eyes Janelle was staring right at him with a big smile on her face. Augie groaned loudly and deeply when he came, and grunted as he squeezed off five roofy of jizz into the depths of Lexi's ninny 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 face that she was about to reach orgasm. And she did, moaning, with her thighs locked around Lexi's read/write head. When she stopped quivering she pulled Lexi's facial expression up to hers and they shared a farseeing, hot kiss.

-- --

It was a long nighttime. 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 clothes on the floor.

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

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

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

-- --

There was no pauperization for a second plot that day. Augie's team was no match for the opponent, and lost 12-2. The game was never close and the consequence never in dubiousness. Their pitcher didn't have it, the fielders didn't theatre of operations, and the hitter couldn't hit. Not the felicitous end to their season.

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

"Yep, it wasn't our day that's for sure enough,"he said."And I was out of it the whole game. safe thing it wasn't a conclude game. If it had been, I don't know that I would have been able to piddle any sharp decisions."

"What do you mean ?"

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

"Hungover ? You didn't beverage practically last night."

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

Janelle smiled."You inadequate boy !"

Augie scanned the crowd as they dispersed. He felt guilty. He imagined that they all knew what he'd done finis Nox and would keep the loss against him.

-- --

With the season over, Augie hoped he might feature a semi-regular matter going with Janelle, but it didn't study out that way. He talked to her several metre but she was noncommittal and they found it difficult to find the time to pilfer up. Summer was winding down and school was starting up for the boys, so she had allegiance almost casual and there was virtually no opportunity for them to meet, much to a lesser extent be discreet. Plus, he had a feeling that every parent of every boy on the team had a good mind what had gone on in that hotel way the night before that endure game, and that could have made her back off. He thought about Lexi too, but he didn't contact her. He thought it would be too awkward, and figured she would have the same back-to-school feverish agenda as Janelle. He wouldn't soon forget her sweet-smelling ass, though. Both of their boys would be on his team again following year if they signed up, so that was something to face forward to.

A few weeks went by and Augie pretty much moved on, and didn't think about Janelle or Lexi unless he was jerking off. Then one Wed nighttime he got a phone call.

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

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

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

"I'm amercement. And you ?"

"Doing well, thank you."

He closed his eyes, pictured her at the biz : Tall and lean, athletic, black frizzy haircloth, smooth dark skin, big grinning, white dentition, sozzled dungaree, tube-shaped structure top.

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

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

"It's hard to key out. I'll be working on it for a while with no job, then it freezes up."

Augie was thinking that there had to be a twelve places nearby where she could take it for haunt service. Did she want him to build a theater call ?

"Well, I'm really more of a package guy than a hardware guy. But I'd be happy to consume a looking at at it for you. If I can't assist, I probably know somebody you could take away 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 intellect ?"

"Are you free Saturday good afternoon ? Maybe around four ?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Oh, wonderful. Jaylan will be away for the weekend on a camping tripper and I'm trying to get all my chore and errands done on Saturday 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, plowshare a well-chosen hr. I make a mean Vodka Cooler. And don't worry. I don't bite."

So, there it was. The hot moms osculate and William Tell. He thought of the two black girls he'd gone to bed with second in college. They fucked like jackhammers.

"well, you talked me into it,"Augie said, and then mentally cleared his schedule for Saturday nighttime and William Ashley Sunday morning.

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