Chapter 6
The surprise proved to be a real corker. I couldn't have guessed it had I been given a million years to try.
All she would tell me until that evening was that Eddie had something different in store for me than what I had experienced the night before. She gave me a piece of paper with an address written on it, telling me to be at the appointed place at ten sharp.
It turned out to be a bungalow behind a fashionable hotel in a secluded section of Pacific Palisades. The location was perfect, with the mountains forming a perfect backdrop.
I was surprised upon walking inside to find a smoke-filled room of shirt-sleeved men talking and drinking at tables. The conversation was boisterous and from all accounts the men had been at the drinking for quite awhile.
At one end of the big room there was a stage with its red curtains drawn. Standing next to it was Eddie, holding a drink in his hand and smiling widely, looking like he had the entire world completely within his control.
"This way, Harry," he motioned.
I walked briskly toward the stage, stopping in front of Eddie and asking:
"What's up?"
"Ah, I've got fun in store for you tonight. And you're gonna make plenty of money to boot."
"Can you be more specific."
"I could, but if I did it would detract from the surprise."
"You sound just like my mother."
"It's all for the best to keep things a secret. Come with me."
Eddie led the way, taking me through the curtains and into a tiny dressing room.
"You can leave all your things in here."
"You want me to strip?"
"That's the general idea," Eddie grinned.
"What for?"
"You ask too many questions. You'll see."
I took off all my clothes, then sat quietly in a chair in the dressing room. The loud commotion outside continued and I could hear excited voices conversing in adjoining rooms.
A few minutes later Eddie pranced back into the room wearing a confident smile. I'd never seen him look happier.
"What a brisk business we're doing," he exclaimed. "Yes, I've got a hunch it's gonna be one of my biggest nights ever. Now I'd like you to follow me, my friend."
He led me behind the curtain and had me stand there. Considering there were only men in the audience and I was standing there nude all by myself I wondered if maybe Eddie was going back on his word and was using me to turn on a whole room full of homos.
The curtain went up and I heard a resounding series of whistles and catcalls go up from the men. Some of them pounded their fists on the tables. I felt as embarrassed as hell serving as a sex enticement for a group of horny homos.
Just about the time I felt like making a run for it I felt something whistle over my left ear. At first I figured it was my imagination, but then I felt the same sound over my right ear as the whistles and catcalls grew louder.
I turned around and was flabbergasted to see Mom standing on a little elevated platform wearing a tightly fitting black costume. She was kicking her legs wildly, just missing my head. She was wearing a ballet dancer's type leotards, black shorts, and a black blouse. On top of that she had on a black mask.
"This is the mother I promised you, men," Eddie stood out in the audience and announced.
"Mommie, mommie, come to me," one fat-bellied character with gray hair bellowed, triggering laughter all around him. He pushed things even further by unzipping his trousers and pulling out his chubby cock, which he pumped up and down on.
"Save it for later," Eddie said, precipitating more laughter.
I kept standing there feeling as conspicuous as hell as Mom's legs continued kicking past me. She quickly unbuttoned her blouse, tossing it rapidly to the floor.
"Get a load of those tits," a skinny guy in the back of the room yelled.
"Wait'll she takes off the bra," another guy said.
That was next, and after the bra came off and her huge tits fell free there were shouts and screams all over the room. A number of guys unzipped their pants and jacked off, while some went so far as to pull off their trousers and shorts and run their anxious fingers up and down their dicks.
"Let's see your cunt," one guy shouted impatiently.
"Give her a little time," another guy at the same table said.
Mom unbuttoned her black leotard shorts from the rear, gradually easing out of her shorts and hose. That left only a tiny little black g-string on her which covered her cunt.
"Let's see your snatch," one guy screamed at the top of his lungs.
That set off a chorus of guys yelling the same thing. Mom decided to tantalize them a little before going all the way. She turned around and showed them her bare ass, causing the room to explode with the deafening sound of whistles.
"Enough for touche," one guy finally screamed, "now let's see us a little snatch."
"We want snatch, we want snatch," his cohorts shouted.
Finally Mom turned abruptly, facing them one more time. First she plucked off the mask, showing all of her face for the first time. Then she ripped off the g-string, exposing her cunt.
The joint exploded with rollicking cheers.
"Now let's have a little action," one guy put in after the cheers had died.
Mom was ready to give them what they wanted.
"Suck my cunt," she ordered me loudly.
Her words caused the guys to cheer and laugh. Then they leaned forward, awaiting my first tongue strokes.
Mom leaned back on the platform, spreading her legs invitingly. The only way I could reach her was from a standing position. I let my tongue roam over her hot cunt while she let her fingers glide nimbly over my hair. My tongue was buried securely in her box as foot stamping and shouting continued from the crowd.
"Was this the mother-son act you promised us, Eddie?" one curious character asked.
"You bet it is," Eddie confirmed.
"The kid sure can suck cunt. I wish I was in his place."
I continued working my way around her box. Finally her fingers switched from my hair to my cock, which she pumped up and down on until I thought I was gonna explode right then.
"Look at her work that dong," a loudmouth laughed. "I wish my mommy woulda done that for me."
About the time she was shifting her finger efforts in earnest to my nuts she exploded. The guys did everything but piss their pants when they saw the pussy trickle into my mouth.
Mom then turned around on the platform, pushing her bare ass out for all to see. She drew some more whistles for her efforts.
"Shove that hard peter up my ass," she commanded.
"Oh, the sodomy bit," one guy yelled.
"Fuck her good, kid," another one encouraged.
I shoved my rock hard pole into her tight asshole, leaving the cock in full length for a few seconds, then letting it ease out gradually.
"Ram me again," she begged.
This time I decided to add a little extra impact, so I hauled off and slapped her resoudingly on the ass cheeks while my prick was penetrating once more. My movements were swift and decisive as my peter rocked back and forth.
"Look at him work that stick," one guy shouted.
"He's not a bad cocksman," another one laughed.
Maybe they were nothing more than a bunch of disorderly, horny drunks who were getting their kicks screaming foul talk and watching me fuck with Mom, but the compliments I heard them paying me inspired me all the same. They liked the way I was wielding my cock inside Mom's ass, and that made me feel good.
"I wanna feel that hot cum," Mom shouted impatiently. "Drill me with that big stick."
"You heard your mother," one wiseass said, triggering laughter.
Not only did I hear Mother, I was eager to answer her call. My dick rocked back and forth faster than before and the fucks were interspersed with solid slaps on her ass.
Finally the familiar old tingle surfaced in my balls and at the end of my hot dick as I neared orgasm. Mom knew I was close judging by my heavy breathing.
"Shoot me the juice, honey," she called.
I took a deep breath and lunged forward one more time, releasing a hot sea of white inside her ass.
"Ah, what a fuck," Mom shouted gratefully while I creamed her.
Apparently the band of horny spectators were, pleased as well. They jumped up and applauded vigorously.
"What are you two gonna do now for an encore?" one guy inquired.
Mom looked him straight in the eye and said:
"You haven't seen anything yet."
She startled me by jumping off the platform and running off the stage. I wasn't the only one startled by her action. The guys jumped off their chairs and shouted wildly.
"Come back, Mom, come back," they beckoned.
They got Mom back a few seconds later, with a dildo strapped securely to her waist. I figured that it was time for her to make the scene with some willing lesbian so I started looking around for a convenient place to make my stage exit.
As it turned out, I had the wrong idea. Mom took me by surprise by grabbing me by the wrists and hoisting me on to the platform. Then she jumped down from the platform.
"Turn around," she beckeoned. "No, you don't really mean it," I said startledly.
My innocent little comment touched off a torrent of laughter as Mom grabbed me by the ass and turned my body around. It was amazing how strong and authoritarian she could be when she put her mind and body to the task.
The next thing I knew I was getting stabbed good and hard by the tip of Mom's dildo. The first few times I let out painful shouts.
"What's the matter, Son? Can't you take it?" some wiseass shouted, touching off some more chaotic laughter.
"You've got a nice asshole," Mom excaimed, slapping me on the ass with her fingers while she continued penetrating me.
At first all I was worried about was my ass being preserved intact from her spear-like thrusts. Then, after the pain began to wear off and I became accustomed to the thrusts, I felt embarrassed listening to all the derisive laughter I was triggering by getting my asshole penetrated with Mom's dildo.
"Would you guys like to see me explode?" she asked her attentive audience in a booming voice.
"Yes," was her enthusiastic reply.
"Okay, you're gonna get it," she promised.
Mom delivered on that promise a few minutes later, after she had plunged forward with a few more decisive thrusts and slapped my ass until it was bright red.
She pulled a button on the dildo which released some hot white liquid that looked like sperm, even though it happened to be egg white. I never thought that the guys would stop howling after that.
Mom then jumped up on the platform, took me by the hand, and bowed cordially to the audience.
"C'mon, baby, and bow," she whispered to me. I did as she told and we received thunderous response.
Finally, after the applause died down, the curtain dropped and we were alone. Mom tickled my balls, winked at me, and said:
"Let's get out of here. There's be another act following us in a few minutes."
We made a hasty exit. I went straight to my dressing room and dressed. I was still in a dumbfounded state over all that had happened to me, and what was worse I didn't know how to react to it. I thought about getting good and mad at Eddie and exploding over what he had done to me, but after further consideration I recognized if I were going to get mad at Eddie I also should get mad at Mom.
The thing I really hated was the secrecy factor. Just why did they have to keep me in the dark about the whole thing? Why couldn't they have leveled with me from the beginning?
I got dressed and walked out to the tiny area behind the stage. Mom was standing there wearing slacks and a white blouse.
"They've got another great show going on," she looked at me and smiled.
All the shouting and laughing made me eager to see what was going on, so I looked through the curtains and watched two beautiful dames going down on each other. As thoroughly sexed out as I should have been, the sight of these beautiful dames going at it sixty-nine style in a tiny bed in the center of the stage was enough to excite me all over again. They both had gorgeous bodies. One of them was a well stacked blonde, the other a brunette.
"Damned but one of those broads looks familiar," I exclaimed to Mom. "She should."
"You mean?"
"It's Cindy," Mom confirmed with a nod.
"What's she doing here?"
"The same thing we are."
"But she doesn't work for Eddie."
"Doesn't she?
"I mean, at least she didn't, last I knew," I said.
"She started right after I met her. I've been known to do a little recruiting for my wonderful friend Eddie now and then."
"She was working for Lou at a beer bar."
"Yeah, well that wasn't big league enough for a chick with her style," Mom exlaimed, "and I told her so. She's been very happy about making the change. She's making lots more money now."
The first thing I felt was sorrow for Lou. Cindy had been responsible for building his business up in a way that I'd never seen it before. Just as he was beginning to enjoy a prosperity boom she quit him, which must have made him as angry as hell.
I returned my eyes to the action on stage. Their asses were a bright gold from the shimmering light that was descending upon them as they licked each other's love slit.
Watching those glistening asses rotating and the sweat pour down their bodies got me hot all over again.
"My but you're getting hard," Mom looked down at my crotch., "Those chicks are too much."
"Let me help you."
Mom quickly dropped down to her knees, unzipping my pants while I continued watching the two beautiful broads sixty-nine. Their huge breasts rubbed against each other as the men in the audience went wild.
The fat guy that had been jacking off earlier in the session now had his pants off and was rolling around on the floor with his hand on his prick. The longer he watched the chicks going after each other's cunt the faster his hand pumped up and down. Finally I observed a thick load of cream spill out of the end of his prick and hit the floor.
Speaking of shooting, that was just what the girls were on the verge of doing. They exploded, within seconds of each other, and the cats howled good and loud.
I was getting more worked up with each passing stroke of Mom's tongue as she pumped me ever closer to climax. Her fingers pawed my hot nuts as the sucking continued at a brisk pace.
The girls, still hot for each other, switched their efforts to ass sucking after shooting. Their asses flailed uninhibitedly as their tongues speared their inner crevices.
I looked out into the crowd and noticed several more of the drunken hairy apes pulling off their pants and beginning to jack off.
"Save it, you bastards," Eddie called out angrily. "If you mess up the carpets I've gotta pay. Besides, you're gonna get all the action you can stand in a few minutes."
After a few more spirited minutes of ass sucking the girls switched their efforts back to each other's snatch. A loud cheer went up from the throng at that point. I noticed that Eddie's message had been promptly heeded and the men had their pants back on, even though plenty of them were squirming noticeably in their seats.
Mom was really working her way up and down my prick by that point, causing me to gasp readily for air. Finally I shot my load into her waiting mouth.
"I love your jisum," she explained after swallowing the last drops.
"Just my jisum?" I grinned.
"No, your jisum, along with your ass, your asshole, your cock, your balls. Need I say more?"
"No, I've got the message."
Just after I unloaded my sea of cum into Mom's mouth Cindy and her beautiful blonde girlfriend exploded a second time, touching off another loud chorus of cheers from their horny audience.
"Now for the grand climax of the evening," Eddie announced in his most dignified tone.
I couldn't imagine what was coming next. It seemed like all points had been covered, from sodomy to dildo fucking and all sucking acts in between. There must have been something Eddie regarded as important that had been left out.
"It's time for the golden shower," Eddie said.
The joint really exploded after Eddie made his announcement. Cindy stood up while the blonde lay on her back. Cindy spread out her legs and moved her cunt forward until it rested just above the other girl's mouth. Cindy smiled, patting the other girl's tits gently. Then the other girl opened her mouth.
"Here it comes," one guy shouted.
"Sock it to her, baby," another put in.
Cindy bent over lightly and let out a gushing yellow stream of piss. The men screamed with orgasmic delight as the hot piss splattered all over the blonde's face. After a stream had caught the girl in the face Cindy took dead aim on her mouth. The yellow piss shot inside the girl's mouth and out of both sides. Some of it trickled down the sides of the blonde's face.
"Now it's my turn," the blonde said after Cindy had completely shot her load.
"Yeah, give the little blonde a shot at it," one guy quipped, touching off widespread laughter.
The blonde took her best shot, standing over Cindy, who lay flat on her back in the identical position that the blonde had assumed a few minutes earlier.
Liquid shot from out of the end of the blonde's snatch, covering Cindy's face momentarily, then shooting into her mouth. It was such a long stream that I began wondering if it would ever end. When it finally did the cute blonde received a standing ovation.
Beaming with joy from the response they received the girls bowed proudly as the cheering increased. Eddie then walked briskly toward the stage, climbing the steps, then occupying center stage with an arm around each girl.
"May I have your attention," he held up his hands for recognition. He had to repeat his message several times before the cheering finally ceased. Finally he received complete attention, continuing: "Okay, you guys came here good and horny and I guess the show these little ladies, along with the mother and son act that preceded them, got you feeling even more that way."
"Hear, hear," the crowd echoed.
"Okay, well the moment you've all been waiting for has arrived," Eddie announced. "Those beautiful broads are all -lined up in their rooms waiting for you. Well, go get 'em. Have a ball balling."
A chorus of elated screams greeted the end of Eddie's announcement. Some of the guys were so drunk that they staggered up the stairs to the second floor, but they all made it. Eddie watched them with a smile of contentment.
"That's what I call an ornery herd," Eddie exclaimed.
"You sure you don't mean horny herd?" the blonde smiled.
"Yeah, that's what I mean," Eddie nodded.
Mom and I walked on stage and joined them.
"Hello mother and son," Eddie greeted us.
"What was the big idea of keeping this whole exhibition deal with my mother secret from me?" I decided to clear up my doubts right off.
"One very good reason," Eddie smiled. "I was afraid that if I leveled with you, you wouldn't wanna go along with the deal. Your mother agreed with me cause we talked it over in detail. We figured that if you went through the whole thing, though, you'd get used to it, and this was what we were counting on. I'd like to book you and your mother more often. Matter of fact, I'd like to use you two primarily in exhibitions and only secondarily for regular screwing."
"How do you know I want any part of it?" I asked.
"Well, how about it, were you really that turned off by anything that happened between you and your mother?"
"It hurt like hell to take those first few dildo jobs."
"Yes, but you got used to things easy enough, didn't you?"
"I don't know. Did I?"
"It certainly looked like it to me, as a seasoned observer," Eddie smiled. "I'm sure you'll like something else about it, though. The money. You oughta like that fine."
"That depends on how much I'm getting."
"Quite a lot," Mom chimed in.
"Like five hundred bucks for tonight and the same for your mother."
"You've gotta be kidding," my mouth flew open.
"He's the same as the rest of you," Eddie winked at the girls, "a deep-dyed materialist."
"We're not all that materialistic," the blonde looked up at me with a big smile! which I promptly returned. I definitely liked the looks of her.
"Oh, you two haven't met yet, have you?" Eddie said.
"I haven't had the pleasure," I said.
"Well Bev, meet Harry."
"Hi," I grinned.
"I've heard a lot about you, Harry," Bev said coolly. "I heard you really could shoot a good load."
"Yeah, who told you that?"
"Your mother."
"Well she should be in a position to know." We all laughed.
"Well, I'd like to fuck you," Bev asserted.
"You're the subtle one," I laughed. "The feeling's mutual."
"If I were all that subtle would I even be there?" Bev quipped.
Everybody laughed once more.
"She does have a point," Eddie put in. "And while on the subject of fucking, my rocks could use the exercise of going off. Let's go upstairs and celebrate the success of our little affair this evening."
"Don't those horny bastards have all the rooms tied up?" Mom said.
"No, I kept one locked, holding it aside for us," Eddie related. "I figured we oughta get the chance to let off a little steam ourselves."
We headed up the stairs together for the second floor. As we walked a very horny Eddie had his fingers all over Cindy's snatch. When we reached the second floor we were exposed to pandemonium unlike anything I had ever heard, even downstairs a few minutes earlier.
This time there were not only shouts and war chants ringing through the place. There was the sound of bedsprings bouncing. All in all it created quite a racket.
"This is incredible," I said. "I couldn't hear a thing downstairs."
"We picked this motel for stragegic reasons," Eddie winked, "one of the most important being it has great soundproofing."
"That comes in handy with drunken cats like this," I said.
"You'd better believe it," I assured her.
"Why don't we go the voyeur route first, I mean watch some of these bastards we helped turn on,"
"If you say so."
"Aren't you folks coming with us?" Eddie inquired as he kept walking with Mom and Cindy toward the end of the long hallway.
"No, we wanna look in on the action in some of the other rooms first," Bev explained.
"Well we'll keep a bed warm for you," Mom said.
"You do that," Bev said.
Bev opened up a door in a particularly noisy room and we looked in on a petite redhead taking on two guys that were as drunk as they were horny. One of them, the fat guy that had jerked off and shot his load on the rug, was lying on his back with his legs spread while the little redhead pumped up and down .on his prick. While she sucked his big ass bounced up and down on the bed, creating quite a commotion, and while that went on he held a whiskey bottle up to his lips, tilting his head back and drinking from it. The other guy in the act, a slender, red-faced man, had his head buried in the redhead's twat and his forefinger buried in her asshole.
"How'd you like to take a picture of that?" Bev whispered to me.
"Wonder if those guys are married."
"Yeah, I happen to know that both of them are."
"Maybe we oughta take some pictures and send them to their wives," I looked at her and chuckled.
"You are in a sadistic mood."
"No, in a kidding one."
We stood around and watched until the fat guy shot off a load into the redhead's mouth. After he shot he just laid back lazily and watched his red-faced friend finish off the redhead's snatch.
The trio had a short conversation, after which they changed positions. This time red-faced guy wound up sitting on top of the redhead and the fat guy, whose cock had been completely deflated after the last orgasm, had laid his now almost empty whiskey bottle over on a table. He was lying beside the girl.
"Wonder what they're gonna try now," I whispered to my friend.
"No telling. All I can say is let's wait and see."
We didn't have to wait long. The skinny guy propped the redhead's ass up on a pillow and the fat guy positioned his head just above the girl's snatch.
"Let's get the show on the road," the skinny guy exlaimed with a childish grin.
He took his long, skinny cock in his hands and slid it inside the girl's asshole.
"Oh, do you ever have size," she exclaimed.
The skinny guy flipped his big prick forward with a decisive thrust as the girl sent out a shrill howl of erotic delight.
"How you can wield that," she said. "Throw that stick into high gear and fuck me."
The fat guy entered the picture at that point, letting his tongue slide over the girl's cunt. A big grin swept across her face as her cunt and ass received attention at the same time.
The skinny guy squeezed her ass cheeks tightly as he wielded his long dagger-like fuckstick with authority, probing deeply, driving his prick back and forth rigorously.
"Keep up that sucking, sweetheart," she encouraged as the fat guy's tongue swept across her cunt.
The redhead was ablaze with intensity, her ass shaking, her legs trembling, as the fucking and sucking continued. The fat guy gave her further thrills by letting his fingers roam around her tits. He pressed on the nipples gently, causing her to emit some sighs.
Bev started getting turned on big watching the action. Next thing I knew she had my trousers unzipped and was jerking up and down rhythmically on my dick.
"You want me to come right here and now?" I asked.
"No, I want you to save it. This is just a little preliminary exercise for you."
"Well, a few more strokes and I'm liable to shoot here."
"Then I guess I'd better hold off," she decided, putting my cock back inside my pants.
The redhead came first in the fat guy's mouth. The skinny guy's face was even redder than it had been in the beginning as he plunged back and forth with resolute speed, nearing the orgasm he was seeking.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," the redhead bellowed.
"Here it comes, doll," the skinny guy slapped her across the ass as a final warning.
I watched the hot white stream shoot out of the end of his prick as he sighed loudly. The girl closed her eyes as she received his load.
"That was great, baby," the redhead said when it was all over.
The trio, which had been spiritedly aggressive just a few minutes earlier, was now conked out. Or maybe it would be better to say fucked out. They lay next to each other passing around the almost fully consumed bottle of whiskey.
"That party's over," Bev said, closing the door softly.
"Shall we make our own adventure now?"
"I'd still like to play the voyeur a little while longer," she said. "That is, if you don't mind."
"I don't mind but my cock sure might. I mean, it was getting awfully anxious when we were watching that last bit of action."
"So I noticed. Well, since you're getting that anxious, and I really am myself, too, we'll just watch a little longer."
We walked several doors down toward the end of the hall. Inside one of the rooms we could hear sounds of bedsprings flipping wildly back and forth and loud gasps.
"This I've gotta see," Bev grinned, opening the door.
"Well, well, have we participants or observers?" a tall brunette looked up and saw us.
"Just observers this trip, honey," Bev assured. "Well I'd like to fuck any one of you anytime," the brunette said. "Thanks," I replied.
"A little less talking and a little more fucking," the tall, broad-shouldered guy with the curly hair who was sitting astride her said.
"Yes, darling," she said obediently.
The guy had a cock even longer than the skinny guy's, only his was stubbier. He used it like a ramrod on the broad's cunt, pushing back and forth wildly.
"Oh, can you fuck, Casey," the broad shouted. "Fuck me."
He slapped her across the ass and let his hard prick flounce back and forth with vigorous authority. Driving relentlessly he caused the girl's body to propel up and down.
The guy reminded me of a football player charging vigorously into the line as his dick flipped back and forth and the girl's legs swayed with every movement.
"Oh, you wild fucker," she sighed. "Fuck me good, fuck me till you shoot it off."
He let his fingers pry vigorously around her asshole and he buried his tongue between her breasts, licking and nibbling.
"That suck action's great," the brunette said.
"It sure is," Bev winked at me.
Watching that guy move his big cock around inside her snatch got me ever hotter for sex. I knew I couldn't watch much more hot action like that without orgasming in my pants.
Finally the guy shot off a big load in her box.
Now it was time for me to get involved in some action of my own.
"Let's join Eddie and the crowd," Bev looked at me fondly.
"I was just about to say the same thing. I'm to hot to stand anymore spectator action."
My cock was bulging with anticipation as I walked down to the room at the end of the hall where the fucking party was proceeding. From the unrestrained sounds I heard it was apparent that a wild time was being had by all. Considering who was in that room it would have been a great surprise if that hadn't been the case. I didn't know three more uninhibited screw artists than Mom, Eddie, and Cindy. That is, unless it was me and the broad I'd be screwing.
We opened the door and walked inside.
"Well, what do you know about that," Bev threw her head back and laughed loudly.
Our eyes were focused on one of the two huge beds in the room. Eddie was going after Cindy, whose body was covered with whipped cream. At that point he was working ardently on her breasts. After that it would be her cunt.
Mom was keeping busy while the attention was being focused on Cindy. She was providing Eddie with extra impetus by shoving her tongue around inside his asshole, causing his ass and the rest of his body to twist and turn.
"Suck, suck, suck," Cindy sighed, enjoying all the spirited attention she was receiving.
Eddie, using his tongue as a whirling dervish, quickly licked off all the whipped cream from Cindy's tits, then shifted his attention to her cream-covered love nest.
"Let's make our own action," I slapped Bev playfully across the ass. I was tired of standing around and watching others. This gorgeous blonde had me hot and I wanted to do something about my feelings fast.
"Undress me," she said, "and I'll do the same for you."
"You've got a deal," I asserted proudly.
My fingers trembled nervously with excitement as I pulled off her slacks and blouse, then her panties and bra. It didn't take her long to pull off my clothes, either.
"Hey, you look damned good nude," she said.
"There's nothing wrong with you, either."
"No, I've never gotten any complaints."
"Except maybe from a few jealous wives."
"I don't like to think of them, much less count them. But even a lot of those were hot for me, just like their husbands."
"Oh, are you a sharp gal with the answers."
"Make a real woman out of me, doll," she implored.
"I'll do my best," I promised.
I pulled her close to me, hard and fast, letting her tits brush erotically against my chest. My lips pressed hungrily and savagely against hers. Then my tongue entered her mouth. Our tongues locked devastatingly for several seconds.
Breaking our French kiss, I let my hot hands travel around her nipples and breasts, squeezing and probing. Then I pulled her to me once more and our lips met a second time.
When I broke our second round of kisses she was breathing noticeably heavier than before, that could mean only one thing, that she was good and hot and needed stimulation as of the moment.
Determined to provide her with all the stimulation she could bear up under, I guided her over to the bed, easing her body downward. I parted her legs and let my fingers travel over her snatch, paying particular attention to her clit.
"Oh, you know just how to get me hot," she sighed.
"This is just the beginning."
"That's good, 'cause I'm ready for lots more."
I let my head drop down to her snatch, which never looked more inviting. My tongue flipped back and forth while her cute ass swayed. Together we made beautiful music.
After getting her cunt hot I let my tongue move up toward her breasts, which I nibbled and sucked, making her squirm.
"Oh, shove your prick in my cunt," she begged.
"With great pleasure."
She was good and tight, and knew just how to wield her ass to turn me on all the more. Bev had a natural sex rhythm that drove me wild. It got me almost as excited as the tightness of her love mound.
I shoved my head forward and let my tongue enter her mouth once more. Our tongues flipped uninhibitedly against each other. Tongue danced against tongue while cock continued dancing against cunt.
The double action was too much for either one of us to take for very long. She came first and I was a few strokes back, after which I let out a sigh of relief. Finally I had fucked her.
A quick look over on the other bed revealed that Eddie's talented tongue had just about finished scooping up whipped cream from Cindy's snatch. And while he continued sucking Cindy my mother was letting her tongue roam wildly over his asshole.
I broke into a sweat and looked down at beautiful Bev once more.
"I hope you're not gonna be satisfied with one screw," I said.
"Are you kidding?" she laughed. "I'm just getting warmed up."
"What would you like to do next?"
"We oughta do each other."
"That's a beautiful suggestion," I agreed.
Bev threw her body on top of me, letting her cunt come to rest over my tongue.
"Let's do a little ass sucking to really get us in the mood," she suggested with a sensuous smile.
"I'm with you."
Her cute ass flipped around with wild abandon as my tongue roamed over it with enthusiasm. Meanwhile she buried her tongue in my asshole. Together we made brisk, exciting music.
Finally, when I felt that familiar old itch surface once more in my balls, I pulled my tongue out of her asshole and said with a tone of urgency:
"Let's get on to the main event. I can't take much more sucking back there without shooting."
"I was just about to suggest the same thing. My clit's on fire."
I went to work fervently on her love mound, letting my fingers pry and explore her asshole. She used her fingers to generate excitement in my asshole while her tongue was moving up and down briskly over my hard prick.
We were both so hot that the session couldn't last for long. We shot together just a few strokes into our routine.
"That was great," Bev said quietly.
"I don't know if I'll be able to move again tonight," I said. All of a sudden a long and eventful evening of fucking and shooting off my rocks repeatedly had made its impact felt.
"You don't have to if you don't want to. Any guy that can give me as many thrills as you have as fast as you gave them can do anything he damned well pleases as far as I'm concerned.
"Thank you."
I kissed her lips and put my arm around her. From the looks of things she was tired as well. We had both gotten in a great deal of fucking, and even when we weren't actually screwing ourselves we were watching others do it.
We looked over on the other bed. The sexy trio had finally begun to slow up in its pace, no doubt for the same reason we were slowing up. Eddie had licked off all the cream from Cindy's cunt and was working on her love button, eager to taste her. Mom was still going to work on his asshole, but her strokes were a little slower than before. With as much tongue movement as she had gotten in that evening it was no small wonder. To compensate she was massaging his ass cheeks with her fingers while she sucked.
"Oh, I'm gonna go," Cindy exclaimed, running her fingers through Eddie's hair.
I watched the pussy juice shoot into his mouth. After that Mom stopped sucking his ass.
"Well, what are you two lying around so idly for?" Eddie looked over at us and grinned.
"After you get your rocks off that many times that's about all a guy can do, and poor Bev's been putting up with a sex maniac like me."
"That's a pretty good answer," Eddie laughed. "If you wanna know the truth I'm kinda bushed myself, and I'm sure I haven't gone off as many times today as you have. I know one thing that will bring you back to life, though."
"What's that?" I inquired.
"Getting paid for tonight."
"I'd have to agree."
"Then let's all get dressed and we'll take care of that."
You'll never know how great a thrill passed through me when Eddie put five one hundred dollar bills in my hand. It was the most money I'd ever had in my possession at any one time, and gave me hope for an optimistic future.
"Now you've really arrived, dear," Mom beamed, kissing my cheek.
"Yeah, thanks in large part to you," I had to give her credit.
"She's helped, no doubt about it," Eddie concurred, "but you've got all kinds of raw talent, my boy, when it comes to fucking. There's a career in it for you if you want it."
"I never dreamed I'd be making big money for doing something I'd go out of my gourd to get for nothing," I said.
Everybody cracked up laughing at my candid comment.
"I guess we all get surprised over that little turn of events," Cindy put in.
Conversation terminated shortly thereafter, everyone making their way toward home. By the time all of us left, the horny guys who had filled all of the rooms had also departed. The last of them filed out as we were leaving. The dames they had been screwing were all long gone.
Eddie, always the super stud, left with Cindy and Bev, no doubt to brighten his early morning pre-coffee hours. There never seemed to be an end to his sex indulgence.
Mom and I had driven over separately, so we made our way home the same way. Earlier I had been angry over being surprised by Eddie and Mom, but I had to admit that, in the final analysis, things had worked themselves out beautifully. I had made five hundred bucks for the evening and, in addition to making it with Mom, had also met and screwed a beautiful new blonde.
Mom beat me home. There were lights on in both the bedroom and living room when I arrived.
"You were great tonight, son," she beamed proudly as I walked inside.
"You weren't so bad yourself."
"How about me fixing us a drink."
"I don't know. I'm kind of tired. I feel kind of like just sacking out, if you don't mind."
"Ah, c'mon, loosen up a little and have a drink with me. It won't hurt you."
"Okay, if you insist."
She didn't stop at the one drink mark. She mixed a whole pitcher of martinis, which she expected me to polish off with her.
"We're gonna be putting on a lot more exhibitions, you and me," she threw her arm around me about the time we started our third martini each.
"I thought we were gonna have just one drink each," I said, reminding her of what she had said earlier.
"That's what I meant, baby. Only one drink at a time."
"You're something else," I laughed.
"Well, after a long night of screwing I figured the chance to relax would do us both a little good."
"You know, I could have sworn that Eddie told me before I started to work for him that I'd only be dealing with high-classed people. Well, if those guys in that place were acting classy tonight, then I guess I don't know the meaning of the word."
"The exhibitions are different, dear. You see, they're staged primarily to give these horny guys a chance to let off a little steam. Most of them lead highly disciplined lives, like they're in pressure cookers from morning to night, and every once in awhile they're just begging to let themselves go."
"They sure did that, at least tonight they did."
"Tonight was no different than any of the others. With one exception, that is. They did seem to really take to our act along with the golden shower performance the girls gave. Eddie was really pleased. He even told me that if the crowds keep picking up he'll pay us even more than he did tonight. You know, these guys pay heavily for the whole evening. Eddie supplies the whole works, a place in a discreet setting for them all to meet, lots of booze so they can get nice and smashed, which always helps them let their hair down, then the broads upstairs. That's the fitting climax."
"Literally and figuratively," I grinned.
"Literally and figuratively," she nodded.
by then I was becoming light-headed. I had had better than two martinis. On other occasions they wouldn't have affected me quite that much, but after all the screwing and being up so late my resistance had been worn thin.
Mom was also feeling the drinks, and after we each finished our third she agreed with my suggestion that it was time to stop.
"Why don't we have a good screw before going to sleep," she smiled.
"I'd love to," I said, "except that I couldn't get a hard-on now to save my life. I've shot my rod off just too many times. Now, on top of that, I've had the drinks."
"There's always one thing you can do with me, honey, even after a lot of drinks and screws, and I think you know what that is."
"What?" I looked at her curiously.
"You could go down on me. You know, my cunt really got itchy watching Eddie suck off Cindy. I would have asked him afterwards to do the same for me, except that I could see he was tired and wanted to get home. Well, I didn't mind waiting 'cause I figured once I got you home you would be willing to do me. Now you won't let your mother down, will you?"
"No, I won't let you down, I'll let you up," I grinned.
"Oh, but you're cute," she tucked me under the chin. "I was sure glad to see you get along with Bev like you did."
"She's a good girl. She really turns me on."
"Obviously. And it's just as obvious that you turn her on, too."
We went into the bedroom. Mom slipped out of her negligee quickly, while I took my time taking off my clothes. I didn't feel like doing anything in a hurry at two-thirty in the morning after so many fucks I couldn't count them all coupled with some martinis.
Mom settled back in the bed, a smile of contentment creeping on her face as she parted her legs for my first penetration.
"Take your time," she smiled. "I just wanna settle back and enjoy this one."
"I will." I had to laugh to myself. At that point I wasn't in a very good position to do anything but take my time.
I applied my tongue to her love slit, letting it slide around in a slow, gradual manner, giving her a chance to settle back and enjoy it. We would have a leisurely two-thirty morning suck.
At least that was what I thought we would have. With Mom I should have known better, however. A few strokes into my sucking an animal lust seized possession of her and she began running her hot fingers through my hair and letting her ass and legs rock back and forth nervously.
"The way you suck, the way you suck me, baby," she gasped. "Oh, keep it up, suck me, suck it all out of me."
My tongue began spearing her relentlessly since her accelerated pace also got to me, not to the point where I was able to get a hard-on after all the explosions I'd had, but at least to where I was no longer content to go after her love juices in a slow, methodical manner.
"Suck me," she implored. "I can't wait, I wanna go now, suck me, I wanna shoot."
My tongue speared her and my fingers felt their way around her ass cheeks as I drove her closer to finality. She let out one last gasp and shot her juices into me.
"Feel better now?" I inquired.
"Much better. You're a real pro, my boy, with cock or tongue."
"Glad to be of service."
"There's just one thing more I'd like from you to consider the entire evening a total success."
"Name it and I'll do my best, as long as it doesn't mean getting a hard-on."
"No, it doesn't require a hard-on, just a little liquid. You know, I got a big thrill watching those sweet girls showering each other with warm sweet yellow nectar."
"You mean when they pissed on each other?"
"Must you state it so crudely," Mom laughed. "I'm trying to state things more poetically."
"Okay, okay, however you wanna say it. Anyway that's what you meant, isn't it?"
"It certainly is. I'd like for you to do the same thing for me. I'd just love it. You've had several drinks so you can do it."
"If that's what you want." I didn't wanna tell her, but I was reluctant to do it. The thought of pissing on my own mother was repulsive to me, even though she was apparently high on the idea.
"Sit on me and flood my face with your wonderful warm juice," she encouraged with a wide smile.
I did just as she requested, propping my cock directly over her face. By that time I did have to piss, from all the liquid I'd had since returning home.
"Sock it to me, baby," she said hoarsely. "Okay, here it comes."
I let the hot stream fly. She opened her mouth and caught all of the hot yellow liquid that she could. Although Mom could not catch every drop she did manage to swallow quite a bit.
"Ah, that was great," she exclaimed when I finished. "Thank you." She picked up a towel and dried her face. Then she got up. "I believe I'll take a nice long shower. Would you care to join me?"
"What kind of shower?"
"That's a good one," she chuckled. "No, this time I'm talking about a regulation water shower, just lots of soap and hot water."
"Thanks but I think I'll pass. Right now I feel like sacking out."
"What if I were to tell you I might rape you in the middle of the night?" Mom looked t me and grinned.
"I'd say that I couldn't think of a more pleasant way to wake up."
"That's my boy talking," she laughed. "Why, are you still horny?"
"Of course. I'm horny all the time."
"I believe it."
Mom walked into the bathroom. A few seconds later I could hear the shower water running. As the water ran so did my thoughts. I thought about how Eddie had told me that I could have a career in screwing provided I wanted it. It sounded great, but I wondered how long a career like that could really last.
I thought about the five hundred bucks and wondered what I'd do with all that bread. The best thing to do, probably, was to put it away in a bank. I should probably put most of what I made from any future screwing in the bank. After all, maybe some day I could be a businessman like Eddie. That would be the business to end all businesses.