Jacob's ladder Jones here again, sending you back in the time tunnel to the sexploits of my superbly misspent youth.

The year was now 1990 and the eighties were officially over. Big hair would stubbornly cling to life for a couple more yr, but it was in it's death throes. Cassette tapes were going the way of the dinosaur and cd's were the big new thing. And I was half a year away from graduating.

The quietus of the yr was mostly sedate for the almost part ; Beeder's departure for some reason took the tip out of our fierceness. Don't get me damage, I was still fucking up a storm every weekend. But gone were the random new adventures, elaborate new plots or funky new bed buddies. I was pretty busy with my stable of stud and sluts anyways.

Hope was a train shipwreck, the finish affair a tike needs is something to actually have a legitimate bitch about. Where once she mostly wore Shirley Temple, she solely wore blackamoor now. Except for cheerleading, I had to put my invertebrate foot down there as Captain. We were not changing the school colours to black on dark for any reason. She no longer sucked and fucked with us on weekends and would look at off once the clothes came off anytime Momma brought family line home.

The entirely exclusion was the monthly football game gangbang, where she still limited her role to cocksucking now. She was like a sexual camel, swallowing plenty cum to finish her another month.

faith was Faith, still selling pot, still drinking still cursing. She did surprise me though one dark with a confession when we were talking about hope's depression.

"I'm overjealous of her heartache ”, she said puffing on the always at hired man articulation as we lounged in my bed.

"You're jealous of someone's guts being ripped out ”, I said still cooing from a right academic term of her eating me out.

"I'm jealous because"she sighed,"I've never had soul to love enough to make me experience that way."

I suppose that was on-key. trust knew only three variety of men ; one that wanted her pot, some that wanted her cunt, and some that wanted both. I always thought of trust as a reverse Patti ; Patti was a secret cockslut that lived by day as a sapphic. I just thought Faith was a secret lesbian with me as her"girlfriend"and lived by day as a cockslut.. The truth was just a tad bit more sad. faith had just never been in love.

Jan turned to February, February into borderland, and March into April.

I continued working my two business, doing my drudging work for school day council, leading the cheerleader team, dating my wonderful beau and still putting out regularly for a very small circle of men. In short circuit all was well.

In Apr Hope finally came out of her funk during our monthly football gangbang. One import she was sucking tool and the adjacent moment she was lying on the level of the almost finished swimming pool taking cock in her pussy and ass next to me. welcome back Hope.

She decided her grief was done for now and was time to slowly be active on. It was tremendous to have her back. The three of us even decided we were going to go to the Mexican Riviera for an total month after school ended as a jubilation. We even went to get our recommendation photos and were truly prepared.

April turned into May and the end was pretty damn nigh.

Finally May turned into June and high schooltime was only 3 calendar week away from ending forever for me.

I was in an insane fuss of activity then so my sex life officially ended. As Class President I had to help oneself organize the Prom, as police chief of the Cheerleading team I had to arrange pep rallies. Final examination were coming. And finally the Cougars had made it to the drama offs so there were a shit load of games to execute at. It was high schooling madness.

I had gone nearly three hebdomad without sex when the Big biz against the county rivals the Creston cattleman came looming in a few solar day. The Cowboys were a Orcinus orca team, they had crushed all opposition on their way to this concluding game and the Cougars had barely managed to tie the serial off by skimp point in time to take it to a final exam game.

So I was stressed and Chet was stressed and we only saw each former at biz pretty much at this breaker point, or maybe a sporadic couple hr here and there. I'm a sex nut and Chet and I never had sex, but you could tell I loved him crazy because all that spare time was spent with him.

He was a wreck, the Cougars had choked in the last two seasons just trying to turn over the finals. This was the first time in 6 years that they were playing a State superstar game. If he won, he would leave this shoal a hero sandwich and a huge football scholarship just dangling before his eyes. He just didn't think the mountain lion had plenty cause left, that the Cowboys had crushed the close of their toughness in the last game.

This meant the world to Chet, and since Chet meant the human race to me ; something had to be done. I couldn't very well put on helmet and stamp pad on billing onto the domain myself, and my bouncing on the sidelines doing kicks wasn't going to intimidate them either.

But there was one matter I knew how to do very well ; fuck men into enfeeblement. Our monthly parties with the football team were always a few days before or just after a big game. Fucking them the day or Nox before usually left them a bit commonplace and/or sore, so they would end up losing. There's a good reasonableness coaches tell atheletes not to get sex before a big game, I just wish they would listen sometimes.

I explained to my sisters-in-sin Faith and Hope my oh so cunning design at my dwelling house just a twain of sidereal day before the Big Game.

The Championship was to be a home biz so the cowman were coming to our town. They would arrive the night before and then come and suppress our dreams of winning the prize. I was to have none of it, so we had to contrive a plan fast.

The Cowboys were staying at the very Saame No Tell Motel that I typically got my fuck on with Patti and George III. That was soundly newsworthiness because I knew where and when, the bad tidings was that they had mortarboard of a chaperon in their coach. He needed to be eliminated.

The jailbait routine wasn't going to put to work on this guy, so I had to figure out a way to deal with their coach. A way that would leave us all nighttime with the male child. It would get to be one hell of a distraction.

Momma had been making us dinner party of grill cheese sandwiches ( a fine chef she was not ) and had been listening in.

"How ‘ bout ya young woman let me cover this here sitshy-waytion ”, mum drawled in her boneheaded Texan accent.

"We don't want you getting into any trouble mommy ”, I said chewing on a golden corner.

"Aint no thing. I fer one am tired of them Cowboys lording the Championships, it would be my pleasure “, mom eagerly retorted.


"Thanks Momma"I smiled and she gave me a big hug.

"That still does very little to actually accomplishing our end :, Bob Hope reminded us.

"Big Tits McGee could always smack him unconscious mind with a boobwhack ”, faith said pointing to me.

"True, I would suffer suggested ‘ mummy'but she would probably shatter his skull ”, hope concurred in her droll fashion.

"I might shatter your little skull if ya'll don't mind your mouths ”, Momma teased.

"Can we get back to actually having a architectural plan ? ”, I interrupted.

The three of us missy went back to munching on our grilled cheese and nibbling on pickles. Getting past a born again omnibus to screw our arch rivals, was turning into a freehanded hole then anything we were munching on. Even if we did, he would still do a bed check and that would more then likely find us quite literally in a compromising position.

Momma wandered back in from our bread and butter room ( all of 5 substructure away in a doublewide ) and said she got an idea from one of her"tv stories ”. Bob Hope rolled her eyes and winced as religious belief stomped on her groundwork. At this decimal point I didn't forethought what the heck it was, as zero had come to us.

"I just got ta ask y'all."Momma said cryptically,"you still have any of them slutty nun costumes from Hallerween ?"

Momma's idea was ridiculous, something that could only work in sitcoms, and that was what she was counting on. We see through obvious scam and japery when we see them on tv, not when they happen to us. Especially if its done to us by jolly girls.

Momma was going to play the part of a nun, taking us 3 spiritual school little girl on a head trip across the country. We would just take place to be staying the dark at the hotel. In her role as our chaperon she would distract the boys chaperone.

Momma was convincingly comical in her turnout. Not the full nun penguin suit, just the universally recognized black and white wimple covering her drumhead and throat. She dressed conservatively and plainly, but she made sure her blouse was tucked in extra tight to still shew off her G cupful. As try as one might, ones middle would be drawn there, especially due to the crucifx she had hanging between them.

The rest of us girls were dressed as schoolhouse girl, not our standard slutty ones but actually severe ones. Mostly. momma borrowed a match schoolgirl sport jacket from work and spent the day sewing some generic tip she bought from the sewing terminal in town into slutty schoolgirl blazers she borrowed from the Zebra golf-club where se worked as an exotic dancer.

In the end the three of us were dressed relatively conservatively, organized religion even surprised me by bringing out a pair of chicken feed. The redhaired tramp had been secretly wearing contacts the intact clip I had known her. Naturally I decided to take after courtship and borrowed some fake horn rimmed drinking glass from one of mama's slutty schoolgirl ensembles.

We pulled our hair back unbent and into a not bad tight ponytail. Faith and I in deoxyephedrine, Leslie Townes Hope's new couple also helped fill in the image. We were the image of wholesomeness and American English purity. The net touch was Hope borrowing her dad's station Wain, which we filled with suitcases to cease the mirage.

We actually added a duo little prop to the whole deal, not to name a couple fiddling details Momma and I added on our own secretly, but I'll come to those recent as I feel I've already given up a lot of the goodies. We rehearsed and prepared and our room was rented. The nighttime came and the fun started.
We knew the boy were out for dinner so we waited outside in the post patrol wagon for about ½ an hr before the school bus with the Cowboys came back from a local family diner. We got out of the car and followed Momma's lead.

mama went and laid out a map of town on the hood of the car and bent over to read it. She made every intent on facing the school bus as it unloaded its cargo of the Creston Cougars. The tutor of the squad counted out the male child as mum pretended to fret over the map.

"Oh dear oh dear, I just tilt figure these things out for the lifespan of me ”, Momma exclaimed out loud.

The autobus turned his brain as he counted towards the phonation and almost did a double take when he saw Momma. There she was with the wimple and crucifix, but also with the astounding rack she was hiding behind her tight fitting blouse. He just couldn't seem to connect a nun to big tits.

"Oh dear lady friend, I just don't know what to do if we don't find that church tomorrow, we may take to get back all they way to Utah ”, Momma said with a dramatic sigh.

"Oh no Mother Mary Margaret Helen ! ”, religion exclaimed in postiche shock.

mom shot the redhead a aspect, she clearly didn't like the name but was now stuck with it. She sighed dramatically.

"Greek key not little… Gertrude.. The Lord shall provide us with relief in this hour ”, mum replied.

Ha ! Gertrude. That was funny.

"But whatever shall we do if we do not, if we don't win that choir contest they may fill up our church ”, Hope sighed.

cipher ever closed a church service for not winning a choir contest, assuming church held those. But the coach didn't know that, and that was what we were counting on.

"self-justification me, babe ”, the coach said walking up to us,"I couldn't helper but catch"

"Mother, “, mummy corrected,"Mother The Virgin Margaret Helen of Troy, of saint Jezebels schooltime for the Future bride of the Nazarene"

That was a nice touch. nun buoy in training.

"A pleasure to meet you Mother Mary Margaret. I'm the four-in-hand of the Creston High cowhand"

"Isnt that thome thort of football theam ”, Hope said adding a hilarious lisp.

"I certainly hope so, otherwise they might be chased by Indians ”, I said in nasal voice, honking a snort of a laugh at the end and straightening my fake glasses with a finger.

"Shush missy, or you get the paddle ! ”, mammy declared

I almost saw religion about to add a smartass remark, but I quickly stepped on her toes nipping it cleanly in the bud.

‘ What appears to be the worry, female parent ? ”, the omnibus asked smiling at our ‘ whiteness'

"we have come all the way from Utah to compete and can not find the church service we are supposed to come at for the first time thing in the morning, and the female child so desperately have been trying all yr to be their best."

"Well, I am a alien here myself, so I don't know how much help I can be ”, the coach said sadly.

"Oh delight good sir"mammy said stepping right up to him,"we are in desperate need of aid"

Momma took his paw in hers and pressed it to her breast in what appeared to be earnest. She stepped close and held the coach to her. He kinda sputtered as he could experience his arm pressed up to her giant rack.

"I just, well, I don't know if… ”, he said turning a bit red.

"Oh noble above us, we are but lost lambs, yield this man the speciality to aid us ”, she said looking up to the sky., script held firmly against her in an act of desperation from Momma.

"I guess I could look at the map, I've always been expert at them ”, the handler sheepishly said.

"God bless you sir, god bless you sir !"Momma said wrapping her arm around his neck and pulling him into a deep hug.

mommy is an old hand at this and she pressed her body right up to the nervous coach. She mashed her big dope rightfulness into the private instructor, and since she had 2 inch on him and was wearing three inch the pits ; she was squeezing her bust right into his face.

"praise jesus ! extolment jesus ! ”, Faith exclaimed.

"Amun “, I chimed in, snort.

"Thallallueah ”, Hope lisped.

mommy broke away from the befuddled coach and he stepped up to the map on the cowling and started trying to think over out focal point. Momma leant down beside him, almost over kneeling so that her fizzle was still dangling no more tan a infantry from his eyes at any given time.

This had the coach with his back to the schooltime bus and we three daughter stepped softly to just out of his pedigree of vision. The boys were mulling around the bus bored, but a couple of them were jostling each other and pointing at Momma's buns which was bent over facing them.

I then smiled and waved at the boys, they just kinda nodded and smiled back at us three"boarding school geeks ”. So I then lifted my skirt and showed them my bald pussy and waved cutely. That grabbed their attention.

Faith did the same by lifting her doll and then rubbing her digit up her bare slit. She then stuck that same finger in my lip and I sucked it like a petty cock. Bob Hope also did the Sami, but she raised her wench with one bridge player and squeezed one of her pinhead with other.

The Cowboys definitely appreciated this, and the high school male child were nudging each other and pointing. They didn't know what to cogitate. One guy grabbed his helmet and bobbed it before his crotch like he was facefucking a pantomime girl, that got a jest fro all of them.

"Hey, quit fucking around ”, the coach said turning.

We dropped our wench back and instantly transformed into chaste virgins. It took all of half a moment and the handler didn't see a thing.

"Such oral communication ! ”, Momma said admonishingly.

"I'm sorry female parent Mary, teenage boy just involve a unattackable deal, I sometimes just fall back my clapper ”, the coach apologized.

"All is forgiven, I understand all too well, we are trying to relegate the Lucifer of lesbianism from Gertrude here ”, she said nodding to Faith.

Faith shoot an evil feel back, then smiled"innocently ”.

"Now are you certain, it's on this side of town,"mammy said distracting the coach again.

The three of us then turned our backs on the male child, but our show wasn't over yet. faith and Hope had now flanked me, and let their toy slip out of their schoolhouse blazer sleeves into their hands.

Both Faith and Hope now had a dildo in their hand, which they showed behind them. I squeezed some lubricant out my scoop onto my hands and rubbed them up and down the length of them, then snuck a mitt and rubbed the rest up and down my slit and backdoor.

The two young woman then proceeded to drive these plaything into both of my hollow, I gripped their backs for purchase as they the two fake hammer pushed into me. religion was in my ass and promise's"cock"in my pussycat. They then slowly but surely fucked me right there in that parking lot, as I stood no less then 6 human foot from their motorbus's back.

The guys were losing their shit, but in that paralyzed way. None of them could consider what they were seeing, but no one also wanted to alert the coach who would have killed the panorama. The young woman fucked me for about 2 min, slowly and surely before finally pulling out. tinker's damn, and I was really getting into it as well.

Good thing we did though, as mummy's beguilement of finding the Christian church was coming to an end. The even suspicious thing was, she was making him scour the map to giver her directions to the church we went to every Sunday.

"Oh thank you kind sir, the noble will truly bless you for your boundless kindness ”, mamma said squeezing his hand back against her breast.

"Wasn't naught, just honorable ole fashioned Texan hospitality ”, the coach blushed again.

"Please let me thank you personally for your kindness if you wont necessitate my blessing then."

"Sorry Mother Mary, it wouldn't look right taking money from a nun"

"Oh it was goose egg like that, I am a Bride of Christ, that doesn't mean I can't indulge in certain pleasures,"she smiled taking out a Paddy flask from her trousers.

"Ha ! I guess I could join you for a deglutition, that seems right"

"God bless you sir ”, Momma smiled.

"But that still leaves my boys ”, coach sighed,"I need to keep an eagle eye on them till lights out, you know how boys can get."

"Then let my girlfriend watch over them ! ”, Momma declared.

The coach laughed,"Leaving teen boys with a caboodle of adolescent female child is always a disaster.

"For shame sir, these are bride of Christ to be, all have taken their vows and chastity pledges. Plus Gertrude here is still a lesbian"

The coach did appear a touch embarrassed by this. Second guessing a nun in the Bible whang was probably a direct slate to Beezelbub to many.

"I'm sorry for bit guessing you ma'am, I just don't want the boys getting any chump notions in their brain ”, the coach blushed.

"I assure you, these female child are above reproach and are from the okay neckcloth in this capital commonwealth of ours ”, Momma said,"except for maybe Gertrude, but she does try her dickens out ”.

Another evil glare from Faith.

The coach hummed and hawed,"I don't know."

"Plus the girls need to practice their vocal study, and I'm sure your boy would be a rapt audience for uplifting hymns"

"I reckon your right field, hearing the Lord good words would certainly sword their spines for tomorrows big plot"

"God bless you sir"mum said hugging him again tight into her vast tits.

"Now girls, go unpack your things and show these young brave men the word of our Lord and Saviour."

"Yes, ma'am"we asserted, even Hope with that funny role player lisp.

The coach then marched the boys off to their rooms, which we had managed to bisect with our two way between them. Being a regular sponsor here, I had managed to wheedle this deal. We needed enough distance away from the passenger vehicle's room for him to not hear anything.

When we got to our room, we quickly turned on a boom box we had already set up. We slapped in a immense casette tape with 4 hour of girls choir singing. Plus the car was made to fiddle the other side when one side was done. So essentially we had eight hour of praising Jesus to waft in through the bulwark to next door.

We then stripped out of well-nigh of our geek attire, and into slutty schoolgirl attire instead. Gone were the bogus chalk and braids, gone also were bras too. We smoked a spliff and had a beer while we waited for our cue from side by side doorway where the coach was.

"Yes ! Yes ! Oh coach, your tongue is making scream out the holiest of holies ! ”, I heard my Momma's cry from next door.

I looked at my scout. 15 minutes. She had gone from nun to slut mode in record time, and it sounded like our coach wasn't complaining one bit either.

"game time dame ”, I said to Hope and Faith.

We cranked the volume of the choir up a bit and headed out succeeding door.

You could hear the son before you could see them. They were sharing a double elbow room, but they were inside whooping and hollering.

The three of us stood outside their room access and prepped each early for a s. I undid a couple more buttons on my top. Faith ripped off a twosome inches from her skirt. hope put on a dog collar with the word"slut"dangling from it. Then we knocked.

The room went instantly silent and a couple seconds later, the door opened an young man with freckles poked his caput out.

"Yes ?"he asked politely

He saw us and his eyes bugged out. religion dangled a quintet of beer from an vacuous hoop ( the sixth beer in her mitt. I just jutted my tits proudly forward.

"You boys looking for some company ? ”, I smiled impishly.

"Oh hell yes !"he smiled

He opened the room access and let us in

"Hey guy wire, it's the Catholic girls ! ”, freckles said leading us in.

There were easily 10 guys just in this room, and when he hollered out we were here, the adjoining threshold opened and another 10 guy wandered in.

"And we brought beer ! ”, I said raising another sixpack over my head.

hope was relegated to bringing the cooler, and she opened at their feet. It was fully stocked with at least a couple dozen more. Not to cite the tequila.

"Woo hoo ! ! ! ! ! Alright ! theme ! ! Awesome ! ! ! ! ”, came the cheering.

The room was now packed. There were about 20 boys and it was standing way only.

"I think we might have bitten off more then we can jaw ”, Faith whispered to me.

"We can take them ”, I whispered back relishing the challenge.

They turned on the tune and soon the beer was flowing disembarrass and even. religious belief even passed out a few free stick and soon the place was hopping.

Some guy was wandering around with a video camera, watching the guys show off and jump and down on the bed. The air was duncish with testosterone, fret and marijuana.

I found myself dancing between a twosome guys to some hip hop, and they grinded deep into me. They were hard through their drawers. Naturally they took off their shirts because how gross out stuffy in here it was. They had some godamn decent torso on them too. Hot young ripped anatomy, Yummy.

organized religion was getting the Lapplander, but she pulled away and made a ready style back to our room for the rest of the beer, seeing as our plan had worked.

The boys kept grinding into me as we danced. They would push the joint between my lips for a retarding force, or make me slurp down some beer. Hope was getting the Lapplander treatment too, and by the time religious belief got back the boys were already pawing me..

My top was off and my big titmouse were out I had two oral fissure sucking my nipples and a tongue down my throat. hired man were gripping my ass, and a pair of finger's breadth was probing deep in my pussy. Pot and tequila always piss me aroused and the anticipation of this gangbang was driving me wild

Hope was on her articulatio genus when I was given a chance to breathe. The barbarian girl had a stopcock in her backtalk and was jerking off two guys. Another beat his meat waiting his round. trust was on one of the two bed. A guy on each tit and another one eating her trimmed red kidnapping. She had a lovely grin on her face.

I was pushed to my stifle and was soon surrounded in peter, which I sucked on hungrily. It was a calvacade of them. Big ones, little ones, fat unity, close ones. I would jerk off a couple while sucking one, then interchange off to another. I was in cock heaven.

The cat took turn filming us and I smiled up at the camera when I could, or at least try making love life ot it with my eyes.

"Lets get this bitch on the bed !"some guy said.

With that I was grabbed by a dozen manus and picked up and carried operating expense and laid down on the bed beside Faith. The boys then pushed the two layer together, and Hope was also picked up and brought over to lie beside us.

We lay there all completely naked surrounded by a room full of tough horny young men. I had never seen so lots dick in my life.

Even our monthly gangbangs with the Cougars didn't bring out the total squad. At most we fucked a dozen guys. Even at the Zebra order, my record ( and that was sharing with early girls ) was 14 men. This was easily 20 of them. This would be the large gangbang I would get untill I left in high spirits school.

I almost squirted.

The rodeo rider were not pernicious about it either. Soon each of us girls in our demonic trinity had a football jock between their thighs pushing their meat into us. Another would get along side of one of us and stick their cocks in our mouth.

The boys would pound away furiously until one of them came or tapped out or got tagged out by one of the other guys Big shaft little pecker, fat cocks and penny-pinching cocks all banged into me that night. Their hands kept squeezing my tits and I couldn't really see much of the action going on around me with a pecker in my mouth most of the time.

The few times I did total up for air for a couple minutes break, I I could reckon over and see religious belief and Leslie Townes Hope with their metrical foot pointing at the sky as a jock rammed away domicile at each one of them. I would have some beer and smoke a few drag of a joint. Then another guy would come along and drive me back on to my back and paste my thigh wide.

It was intense. I lost count at around the 7th payload of cum that was dumped into me and about my 3rd swallow of seed. There was a minor pool of cum forming between my ass cheeks at the overindulgence of it all.

Shocking to a turncock poove such as myself, I only had managed to cum 3 or 4 times ( and ony around the truly thicker putz ). Normally the thought of multiple prick was enough to send me close to the edge. I imagine it was the deficiency of imaging in military position combined with no legal action with any of the other girls ; that and the guys were more like a train then a bang.

This went on for at least 3 hours the assembly line shtup. It was really fun it just wasn't as raunchy as I hoped it would be. I was just wondering if these bozo were ever going to stop as we would have get plate and actually get some shut eye in order to not be tired for tomorrow's big game either.

That's when the cavalry arrived.

The party for some grounds came to a crashing freeze. The medicine went off and a cover was thrown over us. The muttering was there was a bash at the door. The lights went off and so did the video camera. All was hush. The door creaked open and a prick of igniter from the parking lot seeped in.

"Howdy boys, ya'll got some room for another horny gal ? ”, came ma's typical voice.

The door opened and exclaims came from the boys. mamma's nun costume was gone.

Now she was dressed up in full slutty cowgirl attire. thigh highschool fuck me boots in white leather with tassles. A white string Bikini top which barely covered more then her nipples.. A slim white belt with a couple of toy plastic hired gun in holsters and a big white cattleman hat. nil else. No panties no crown. And a smile.


"Hot damn ! holy place shit ! Look at those titty ! motherfucker her pussy is unembellished ! That's one sexy bitch !"came the many whoops from the boy as Momma strode in confidently.

"Save a Cougar, ride a cowpuncher ! Yeeeehaw ! ! ! ! ! ! ”, mum said firing the cap guns.

Momma dropped to her stifle right away and pushed her tits free of the barely there bikini top.

"Alrighty which one of you boys wants your dick sucked first ? ”, Momma smiled.

The guys wasted no time taking her up on her offer.

mamma was in prime mannequin tonight and soon she had a circle of boys around her. She would bob her nous up and down on one furiously while jacking off two more. Then she would alternate to another turncock and three-fold treat another duad with her deal. She was a whirling dervish of slurping and sucking.

The cowboy's had pretty much forgotten about this when momma arrived. Boys and bright matter after all. And who could blame them, we were pestiferous school girls ; Momma was a walking talking porn movie.

"Make some way chickies ”, mummy called on as she took a cock in each hand and led them to the bed.

We cleared off the bed as Momma pushed a boy onto his beck and straddled him. She had a duet guys stand on the bed so she could suck them off while riding the first.

mama went crazy on the boys riding them hard, her juicy ass bouncing up and down hard on every thrust. The three of us stood for ahile and just watched Momma go crazy. Some guys came to act as with our bosom, but their optic were clearly on Momma.

She rode them, took them doggy trend, the work.

We decided it was fourth dimension to clear out, so we quietly dressed while the cowhand's were thoroughly distracted.

As we left I looked back and saw mummy on her back. A putz deep in her twat, a cock in her oral cavity, two tool in her mitt and another fucking her tits. Five cat. Now that was a trooper.

I called Chet from a payphone and he drove us family. Not once did he ask about the smell of spirits and pot and perspiration and spunk. He had been dating me farseeing enough to know I'd give him all the inside information later. He completely trusted me even when he knew I was being a adulteress. Is it any wonder why I married him ?

I slept like the bushed until cockcrow. Amazingly sufficiency I was tonic as a daisy when I woke up. I was then thankful there had been no dp or anal the night before. There was no way I would experience been cheery for the Big Game.

mum had made it home some metre in the wee hours and was passed out on the couch, having had no Energy Department to even take a crap it to the bed. She was still wearing her fuck me boots, but nothing else.

To my great relief, the video tv camera from the party was there as well on the story beside the couch. I took the tape and put it in the vcr to check while I ate some brekkie.

It was the gangbang show from last night. And a lot of mute commentary from the boys. Lots of whooping and hollering etcetera. The tape would randomly cut out and there were different prison term stamp for when the television camera came went on and off. The shots of the three of us fucking were not the upright and there seemed to be always a boy blocking some of the view.

There was a lot of emphasis on my teat and Hope's cum guzzling though.

I fast forwarded through more untill Momma showed up and let it roll.

mamma did indeed own a wild night. She took on those boys every which way. She was nutcase hungry for cocks. She would thrash for them to fuck her harder and harder, and they sure did try. She would took cumshots to the facial expression and hold open sucking. The guys would plunge a load in her and she would push him out and cry out"next ! ! ! ”.

She even coaxed them into fucking her ass I noticed as I began to catch it in fast forward. She even got a few clumsy dp's.

The camera would always zoom in after a guy blew a load in her or on her to see at her creampie or it glistening on her tegument. It was kinda hot.

I actually didn't even watch then end of it because I had to get to school for practice.


The secret plan came and the bleachers were filled. It was the game for the ages for us.

The three of us were in heyday form and the relief of the squad observe our smell zinging.

The Saami couldn't be said for the Creston Cowboys though. While the Cougars rushed onto the field led by Chet to the roar of the crowd ; the cowboy kinda just jogged out. Their double-decker looked like he was nursing a huge hangover too.

I would like to say it was a tough biz. That it all came down to a hail mary as the clock ran out. But it wasn't.

Hell, it wasn't even fair.

The Cowboys had a skillful start quarter, struggled through the bit. But when they came back for the second one-half, they were toast.

The panther slaughtered them. The final score was 63- 13.

When the clock ran out I swear the integral schoolhouse rushed the field. It was a madhouse. Chet was buoyed up on the backs of his team and the trophy was passed up to him as he waved it proudly. Our coach got drenched in Gatorade. It was pretty awesome

Chet climbed down and pushed through his admirers to notice me struggling to get to him. He picked me up and twirled me in the air before planting a wet kiss on me.

"I love you baby !"Chet told me

Then I was up in the air and so was half the cheer team as we got bodied surfed. A few hands tended to linger head you.

George VI offered his habitation as a party pad for the team. Chaperoned by a few respectable parents like himself, mum and the sermonizer wife Mrs Parsons.

Ha ! If they only knew.

It was pretty baseless and we all got inebriate and nutcase. Lots of the guys had lady friend there so no orgies broke out. But as the night wore on they took their lady friend home. When the lastly of the girl went home some of the hombre came back.

That's when the orgy started.

Almost had you, didn't I ?

It was our last naked party with the mountain lion. But this meter mamma and George, Marcus and Consuela joined in on the fun.

The political party went into the wee hours as the last of the boys grew tired from fucking all our muddle.

In the end the final stage fuckers standing were mama, myself, faith, George and Marcus. Hope had given up halfway through still feeling a lounge exit knowing this was the in conclusion plaza she and Beeder were together.

In any cause, the Night ended with Faith and I sharing a nervus facialis from George VI and Marcus dumping one last spermatozoon delivery up Momma's ass.

One workweek left till Graduation and the day after was the Prom, our final dark as high school girls.

Go Felis concolor !