Chapter 8
Julie inched down on the mat as she got ready for the first double fucking of her life. She was glad that Byron had spotted her and the coach sneaking into the locker room. Her twat ached for Paul and Byron; her shit-hole twitched for the two studs. Julie couldn't believe how much she wanted two cocks stuffed inside her at the same time!
"Hey, Coach, I kind of liked the way Mom was sucking you off. I wonder if she can take both cocks at once," Byron said, kneeling next to Paul and stroking his cock up to its full length while he grinned widely at his mother.
"I don't know," Paul said, shrugging his shoulders as he reached back and stuck his right forefinger back into her hot hole.
"UNNGHHHH!" Julie screamed as she slammed her legs together and trapped the coach's hand between her sweaty, fleshy thighs.
"Jeeesus! She's hot enough to broil a steak between her legs. Get a smell of that!" Paul said as he slid his hand out from between her thighs and held the fingers up to Byron 's nose.
"Mmmmm, hot snatch-juice! I guess she's hot enough to wrap her lips around a barber pole!" Byron said, laughing loudly as he leaned forward and inched his cock-head closer and closer to Julie's opened mouth. At the same time Paul hunched up against the boy, sliding his cock next to Byron's as it popped into Julie's stretched mouth.
"UNNNGHHHH!" Julie cried out in a muffled groan as she felt her jaws open as widely as they could. She could feel the hot prick skin pushing against her cheeks and tongue as both cocks jammed slowly deeper and deeper into her mouth. The dicks slid against one another like two slick sticks setting a fire deep inside Julie's belly. She felt her pussy-lips flapping and fluttering against one another while her clit beat crazily from side to side.
"Shit! SHIT!" Paul groaned as he closed his eyes and swayed from side to side.
"Jesus, I'M GONNA COME! I'M GONNA COME!" Byron shrieked as he fell forward, barely catching himself by putting out his hands near his mother's head. He slammed his groin up and down rapidly now, crashing his hairy groin against her nose like a jackhammer.
"Easy, boy," Paul said, pushing him roughly off his mother.
"NNNGHHHH!" Byron answered, rolling over to his side and hunching up his legs as he tried to prevent his prick from spurting its heavy load of jizz on the locker-room floor.
"You don't want to waste that stuff on a pair of lips. Your mom's got a hell of a lot better places where you can dump it," Paul said, churning his prick in Julie's mouth a few more times before he finally pulled it out.
"Mmmm, babe. Not such a bad thing for you now, is it? You really wanted those two cocks in your mouth, didn't you?" Paul asked as he slid down slightly and lowered his head. He clamped his lips on hers, pulling in her tongue and spittle as his tongue crashed into her mouth. It wiggled and crashed frantically between her teeth. At the same time, Byron got up and slid over to the two thrashing figures, inching his way forward until he was crouched between his mother's widely spread legs. While Paul was tonguing the woman's sucking mouth, Byron pushed his head forward and buried his face in Julie's mushy, hot snatch.
"ARRGHHH!" she cried out as she felt her son's tongue lapping at her wiry snatch hairs. Byron flicked off the drops of cooling cunt-juice and clung to the tips of her pussy fur while he tickled her rumbling twat-lips with his fingers. At the same time Paul reached down and cupped the woman's tits in his hands. Julie felt her nipples mash in as Paul squeezed the hot, spongy flesh. Julie's cunt spasmed wildly as she felt Byron's lips close tightly around her box and suck gently.
"Christ, I could go on like this all night," Paul grunted as he rolled her nipples lightly between his thumb and forefinger.
"Mmmmgfff!" Byron answered in a muffled voice as he continued to suck harder and harder at his mother's steaming, juicing gash.
"ARRGHHH!" was Julie's only answer. She wanted to go on all night like this. She forgot about Gloria and Bertha. Jim was just someone in the past. All she could think of now was her son's hot, wet thick lips clamping and unclamping around her snatch-flaps and Paul's powerful hands milking and stroking her hot, twitching boobs. If there was a heaven on earth, this had to be it. The sucking, fucking, groping, panting-it all was heaven to Julie.
"Hey, Byron. What say we get down to business?" Paul groaned as he pulled slightly away from Julie's bucking body.
"You're the boss, Coach," Byron said, flicking his tongue lightly across the reddened, slick tip of his mother's trembling clit.
"You fuck her in the cunt. I want to jam my cock up her shit-hole," Paul said as he rolled off her and rolled her to one side.
"Oh, you can't! YOU CAN'T!" Julie wailed as she looked wide-eyed at the coach's huge, long cock. She'd be able to slip her pussy-lips around his dick and maybe blow her son at the same time. But something like that shoved in her shitter! It'd kill her!
"Don't worry, baby. I come ready for all things," Paul said as he sprang to his feet and ran into the shower room. Julie groaned, clutching her swollen tits in tenor as she heard the swimming coach opening up what sounded to be a cabinet. In a second he was back, holding a tube of something in his right hand. "There's always a handy tube of Vaseline lying around somewhere. I usually use it for burns or injuries. Babe, your shitter's gonna burn after I get through with it!" Paul grunted as he squeezed the tube tightly with his right hand.
Julie felt her asshole contract wildly as she watched the opaque gel ooze out of the tube and onto Paul's wide, muscular hand.
"This'll keep you from screaming the walls down, I think," Paul said as he tossed the tube away and rolled back on the mat until his prick was bouncing against Julie's trembling ass-cheeks.
"Ohhhhhh!" the woman groaned as Byron took up the front position, sliding his powerful legs between his mother's as he hunched back and positioned his cock for a forward thrust up her fuck-tunnel.
"Maybe a little licking would loosen her up," Paul said as he slid down the mat until his mouth was even with her firm, rounded butt.
"OHHHH!" Julie cried out in surprise as she suddenly felt the coach tonguing her sweaty ass, flicking his tongue across the brown, puckered skin of her bung while he gripped her firm thighs with both hands.
"Lick my assss!" Julie hissed between her tightly clenched teeth as she bucked forward and mashed her nipples against Byron's hot, sweaty chest.
"Jesus!" Byron moaned as he hunched his hips forward, battering her puffy snatch-lips with his spasming, thick cock-head. "Ohhhh, Jesus! I want to sink his prick up your snatch!"
"Hey, not so fast, kid," Paul called out from behind. Suddenly Julie felt something thick and greasy slide up her shitter. Paul was oiling up her asshole for his dick.
"UNNGHHHH!" she groaned, feeling hot flashes of pleasure shoot from her ass to her erect, swollen clit. At the same time Byron reached down and stroked her puffy labes, sticking in his forefingers and wriggling them around her steaming, juice slicked snatch. Julie thought she'd go out of her mind as she felt her slick, sensitive cunt-walls scraped by her son's thick fingers.
"Christ! She's so fuckin' hot she's burnin' my fingers," Byron said as he stuck in two more digits and pinched and tugged at his mother's beating clit.
"AIYEEE! AIYEEE!" Julie shrieked, clenching her thighs together and biting her lower lip in an attempt to keep from coming. Paul's asshole probing and Byron's cunt-fingering were driving her closer and closer to the edge.
"More?" Byron groaned.
"OHHH! GGGGAAAWWWWDDD!" Julie gasped, slamming her thighs up and down her son's hand.
"You think she's ready?" Paul asked the boy as he looked over Julie's trembling shoulder. He was stroking his cock slowly with his right hand, using the jizz that was oozing freely out of his prick-slit now as a lubricant while he pried the woman's butt as widely apart as he could with his left.
"I guess so," Byron said, smiling broadly at his mother. "Just make sure you've got enough grease up her asshole. I don't want to have two mothers after you get through," Byron chuckled as he put his anus around his mother's thighs and forced them down lower towards his quivering, fully extended cock.
"Hey, let me know when you're going to jam your prick up her snatch. I think it'd be great if we both plug her at the same time. You know, instant double-stuffing. That way I don't think shell feel as much pain from the ass," Paul suggested as he shifted his thighs slightly downward. Julie moaned and closed her eyes, feeling his hot, greasy prick-head slip in between her ass-cheeks and slide down a few inches, probing her sweaty skin until it found the edge of her brown shitter. The woman inhaled sharply and held her breath as she felt Paul's cock-head slip down slightly then stop and began to push increasingly harder against her tiny asshole.
"Now!" Byron said, clenching his teeth and driving his cock up in between Julie's fat cunt-lips. At the same time Paul tightened his grip around the woman's butt and squeezed his asscheeks together, lunging forward and burying his prick deep inside Julie's violated asshole. "AIIIEEE! AIYBEEF! WAWWWWHHH! OHHH, SHIT! OHHHH, SHIIIT SHIITT!"
"Hey, maybe she can't take it?" Byron said, a little concerned by his mother's reaction to Paul's ass-fucking.
"Wait a second," the coach grunted, slamming more hot inches of his prick into the woman's bowels.
"AIIEEE! ARRRGGGHHH! OHHH, FUCKIN' JEESUS! IT FEEELS SOOOO GOOD! SOOOO GOOOD!"
"Well, I'll be-" Byron said.
"I told you-she really wanted these cocks, Paul said, looking over Julie's shaking shoulders again and winking at the boy before he went back to his butt-fucking.
Julie continued to shriek and shout, wriggling her ass and tossing her head wildly from side to side. Her long black hair whipped across Byron's heaving chest as he hunched up again and again, driving his juice-slicked cock deeper and harder into her snatch.
"Fuck! She's gonna squeeze the shit out of my prick," Paul cried out.
"Don't worry," Byron panted. "She'll relax in a few seconds. Just slide it back and forth. Ma gets real relaxed when she's got a prick in her," Byron grunted.
"Christ! You must do this a lot to her!" Paul said, a little surprised that Julie was messing around with her own son.
"You know the old phrase-keep it in the family," Byron chuckled as he continued to ream out his mother's snatch.
"OHHHH! FUCK MEEEE!" Julie screeched again, excited by the conversation going on about her. As Paul and Byron completed their down strokes, Julie would squeeze her cunt and shit-hole muscles together, gripping the men's cocks tightly in her gut. Then she'd rotate her thighs slowly from left to right, churning their cocks in her holes before relaxing her muscles and letting them slide their pricks out.
"SHIIITTT!" Paul groaned. Julie could feel the coach's cock swelling deep in her ass. He was going to shoot if she didn't slow down. But that was impossible. Julie had never felt this feeling before. Two cocks! Two big, long cocks sweating, driving, churning and throbbing in her body! She closed her eyes and squeezed her pussy muscles together again, trapping her son's dick inside her snatch one more time as Paul slammed his rod deep in her bowels. The sensation of two sets of hot, hairy balls slapping against her cunt and ass almost drove her into a hard climax. How could she stop herself? Julie had become one giant fucking machine. She prayed that Paul and Byron could go on plugging and licking her forever.
"Don't come!" she was finally able to grunt out as she heard the coach begin to breathe unevenly.
"Oh, shit!" Paul panted, crashing down against Julie and letting his cock twitch deliciously inside her hot shit-chute as he reached over and started squeezing the woman's spongy, hot tits. He ran them over her hard brown nipples, running into Byron's hands.
"Hey, they're mine," the boy said possessively.
"Let's share," Paul said, chuckling softly.
"Ohhhh," Julie groaned as she felt the two men fighting for possession of her nipples. Two sets of hands roamed freely over her fleshy boobs, squeezing, tugging and stroking her heavy tits while the men continued to pump away in her body.
"FUCK!" Byron groaned. The room was filled with the smell and sound of fucking. Julie wondered if it was too much for her son. First she was worded that Paul was coming. Now it felt as if her son was about to blow his wad. Julie threw her arms around Byron's neck and pulled his body up tightly to hers. She rubbed her tits into his muscular chest. His ass shoved up rapidly, sending hot inches of prick-meat deeper into her sucking snatch as his balls ground against her battered groin.
"I c-c-can't hold it back any MOOOOREEE!" Byron cried out as he slammed his crotch wildly against Julie's stretched, twitching snatch-flaps.
"No! Don't, Byron! DON'T!" Julie pleaded as she beat his shoulders wildly with her fists.
It was too late. She felt Byron's crotch hairs scratching her puffy labes desperately as the first wads of the boy's hot jizz exploded in her cunt.
"UNNGHHHH! OH, MOM! MAAAA!" the boy cried out, throwing his head back and jamming his groin hard against Julie's mushy pussy. Julie twitched her ass violently in rhythm to Byron's wildly spurting cock. It was a signal to Paul to let his load go.
"Keep it in her," Paul panted from behind her as he worked himself up to a climax. Julie could feel the coach's hot, steamy breath blast across her neck as his balls slapped noisily and angrily against her reddening ass-cheeks. Grunts became groans; groans became shouts of unspeakable ecstasy as the woman felt Paul's prick swell up incredibly, then twitch crazily in her bowels as the first steaming load of cum blew into her belly.
"FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!" Paul shrieked out as he dug his fingers hard into Julie's quivering, sweaty sides.
"I-I think! I'm- OMIGOD! ARRRGHHH! WAWWWWHH! AIEEEE!" Julie screamed desperately as .she felt wave after wave of orgasmic spasms roll over her swollen, twitching cunt. She felt as if someone had exploded an atom bomb on top of her clit.
"OHHH, FUUUUCCCKKK!" Paul shouted out again, slamming his muscular groin up and digging his prick in as far as it could go. Julie groaned and bucked, loving the feeling of two hot jets of jizz streaming into her body. She screamed mindlessly as a torrent of hot juice spewed out of her pussy.
"Ohhhh," Julie finally groaned as she felt every muscle in her body go limp with exhaustion.
"Shit!" Paul said, pulling his prick out of the woman's violated shitter and rolling over on his back. "Your mother's one hell of a hot number."
"I think she could take on the whole swim team," Byron said, chuckling softly as he reached up with his right hand and stroked his mother's sweaty boobs.
"God, we'd never have a swim meet. She'd break everybody's balls," Paul said, rolling from side to side with laughter.
"I don't see anything funny in that," Julie said, trying to sound indignant. But there she was, lying on a tumbling mat in the middle of a boys' locker room with a cock still stuffed up her gut and jizz leaking out of her asshole. When she thought about it, taking on the swim team didn't sound like a bad idea. Maybe she'd be able to finish them all off before dinner.
"Hey, did you hear something in the room?" Paul said suddenly, stopping his laughing and sitting up quickly.
"Shit! I forgot to lock the window behind me when I climbed in," Byron said, pulling his cock out of his mother's slackening cunt with a loud pop.
"Ohhhhh," Julie cried out, feeling bolts of pleasure shoot out from her clit as Byron's slipped his cock out from between her still-puffy labes.
"Come on. I think we've got a peeping Tom on our hands," Paul whispered to Byron.
Julie watched nervously as the two men crept on their hands and knees past her and down the long row of lockers. The woman was so frazzled from the double-fuck that she didn't care who had sneaked into the room. It was only mild curiosity that made her get up and creep behind Byron and Paul.
"Julie?" she heard someone call out in a tiny voice.
"It's Bertha," Julie whispered to Paul.
"Who?" the coach said, spinning around and looking at her.
"My husband's secretary. It's okay. She knows the scene-more or less," Julie said, feeling her face flush red with shame. She knew the secretary would be smirking when she took one look at the three of them.
"Bertha. Over here," Julie called out as she stood up and looked for the older woman.
"Well, the Bobbsey Twins and their little friend," Bertha said a little sarcastically as she stepped out into the aisle and confronted the three of them.
"How did you get in here?" Byron asked.
"The window. I guess the same way you all did. I don't know. When I couldn't find your mother, I thought she'd gone outside. Then I walked by the window and heard all this groaning. Listen, honey, I may be a little older than most of you, but I'm not stupid. So, I decided to check it out. Something told me that where you hear grunting, you find Julie Hoover," Bertha said, smiling broadly.
"Have you found Gloria yet?" Julie asked nervously. Suddenly she remembered the original reason for visiting the pool.
"Nope. But that's no reason why we can't get something going here," Bertha said as she reached up and scratched her right tit.
"Bertha!" Julie cried out. She couldn't believe it! Was that woman going to mount her right here in front of the two men?
"Oh, don't worry. I can make it with men just as easily as with women," the secretary said, slowly unbuttoning her dress.
Julie flushed red with embarrassment as Byron and Paul wheeled around and stared at her. She could tell from the looks in their eyes that they understood Bertha's meaning.
"That's my mom," Byron finally said, laughing loudly as he reached down to his limp prick and started playing with it.
"You think you can get that thing up to full size?" Bertha moaned as she finished unfastening her dress and let it slip down to the tiled floor.
"No problem, ma'am," Byron said as he watched his dick slowly get longer, thicker and harder.
"And don't forget the old coach," Paul said, moving up behind Julie and rubbing his hairy crotch against her smooth right thigh. "I think I can handle this one alone," he said, reaching up and rubbing his hands lightly over her boobs.
"What about the team?" Julie asked in a husky voice as she felt her cunt-juice begin to flow again. Her pussy walls started to throb and contract again.
"The more laps around the pool they make, the better they'll be tonight," Paul gasped as he grabbed Julie tightly around the waist and spun her around.
"You just don't quit, do you?" Julie heard a girl's voice from behind wail out.
"Gloria!" she screamed, jumping away from Paul and covering her tits with both hands.
"You whore! WHORE! Fucking your own son and-and HIM! And you!" Gloria screeched, turning to Bertha. "You pretended to be my friend. My friend! And you're no better than the rest of them!" the girl wailed as she clenched her fingers together angrily and beat them steadily against the lockers.
"Christ! We'd better close that window before the paper boys come in, too," Paul said as he moved towards the girl.
"Don't you touch me!" Gloria shrieked, backing away until her firm ass pressed against the back set of lockers. The girl's eyes opened wide in horror as she looked down and saw that the coach was obviously aroused by her anger.
"Hey, honey. I think what you need is a good fuck to set you straight," Paul said as he lurched forward suddenly, grabbing the girl by the right arm and spinning her around until she crashed down on top of the mat.
"Let me go!" Gloria wailed as Paul climbed on top of her. He pinned her arms down to the mattress and clamped his powerful hairy legs over hers. "DON'T! DON'T!" she pleaded as Paul licked the base of her neck, then moved up to her chin and finally ended up by clamping his lips tightly on her mouth.
"My God! I think she's loosening up!" Julie said as she watched her stepdaughter's writhing slow down, then turn into a steady hunching against Paul's hot, throbbing groin.
"I'll tell you what, son," Paul said, pulling away from Gloria and rolling over to one side. "You take her on, while I finish off your mother and her friend here."
Byron looked at Gloria, then nodded to the coach. Julie saw that the girl was ready for a fuck. Her eyes were gazed over with passion, and the odor of vaporizing pussy-juice seeped out from under her skirt. As Paul and Byron proceeded to rip her clothes off, Julie prayed that her son's screwing would finally bring Gloria to her senses.