Chapter 9
Mandy continued to get into trouble on Sunday morning. Brad had given out at about nine o'clock and her mother and she were getting tired of eating each other's pussy and fingering cunt holes. They lay on the bed and got Brad between them. He was snoring in exhausted sleep, one arm thrown over his eyes. Vera took his long, long prong into her mouth and began sucking on it with all the skill she possessed. Mandy went to work on her boyfriend's balls using the same weapon. But suck and lick as best they could, they couldn't get more than a groan out of the stud. The poor fellow really needed a rest!! They had had him fucking their pussies for close on to twenty-four hours straight without more than a half hour's rest and nothing to eat but a couple of sandwiches which one of them fixed while the other one fucked. Brad had the sexual powers of ten men-but not eleven-there are limits! As I said, he moaned and went back to snoring. No hardon, no response.
"Shit!" Vera said, spitting out the long, soft weenie. "It's dead!"
"I bet he lasted a hell of a lot longer than any other stud who ever fucked you!" Mandy replied, hotly defending her boyfriend's honor.
"Yeah, he did at that," Vera admitted, fingers idly stroking Brad's joint. "But I still could use some more of that big dick of his, if I could get it back up."
"Why don't we just let him rest," Mandy suggested.
"And do what?"
"Well, we could rest too."
"Aren't you horny anymore?" her mother inquired in the same tones as if she were asking her daughter if she had any appetite for lunch.
"Oh, sure," Mandy said. "I'd like some more fucking, too, but Brad needs the rest."
"That's what I said," Vera replied. "Brad needs the rest. We don't need the rest. What we got to do is get us some more boys. How about that Bill that fucked you the other night? The delivery boy that came in while you and Brad were balling? Let's call him up and get him over here! I'll bet he's one horny little bastard!"
"I don't know, Momma. Brad said that the other boy wasn't supposed to call me up or anything like that unless Brad told him that he could."
"Well, he hasn't called you up, has he?"
"No," Mandy admitted.
"So, Brad didn't say that you couldn't call him up," Vera pointed out.
"Oh, Momma!" Mandy demurred.
"Ask him then!" Vera demanded. "Go on! Ask him, or I'll do it!"
Mandy took Brad's shoulder in her little hand and shook it. She could hardly move his massive frame which was sprawled out full length on the double bed. Six foot three of solid muscle didn't leave much room left over. "Brad? Brad, honey? Brad! Wake up!"
Brad snorted in his sleep and continued snoring.
"Brad, Momma wants to know if we can call up Bill. Brad?" She shook him again.
Vera got on the other side of him. "Brad, baby, you want some pizza?"
When he didn't respond, she took his big balls in her hand.
"If you want us to call for a pizza, just grunt dear," she giggled and squeezed on his fat nuts. He grunted all right! "See!" she said to her daughter.
"Oh, Momma!" Mandy protested.
"Well, are you going to call or am I going to have to do it?" Vera insisted. "It's the pizza boy or I'm going to start calling numbers at random out of the phone book! I'm telling you, Mandy, this is the sexiest weekend I've ever spent in my life and I'll be damned if I'm going to quit now!"
"Okay, okay!" Mandy gave it. "I'll call him." Then she grinned sexily at her mother and let her tongue tip slide out over her puffy lips. "He's really cute! Just a young guy, you know, with a thin tool-but it sure was hard!"
Vera giggled and let her fingers wander down to her hot clit again. "How was he?" she asked.
"Not nearly as good as Brad, of course," Mandy said, again defending her boyfriend's reputation as a cocksman, "but it was so much fun letting him fuck me while Brad watched! Momma, you should have seen Brad's eyes! And the way that boy looked while Brad was fucking me afterwards!"
"Call him! Call him!" Vera waved Mandy toward the phone. "Get him over here!"
Mandy headed for the door, but paused to look back over his shoulder. "And, Mamma-that night was his first time with a woman!"
"First time with a girl, you mean," Vera said. "I'll take care of teaching him what a woman's like!"
Mandy tossed her curls and went out to the phone. She dialed the number that the boy had left and hoped that he would be the one to answer the phone instead of one of his parents. The less explaining, the better.
She was lucky. She recognized the same adolescent male voice saying "Hello."
"Hello, Bill," she breathed huskily. That ought to charge him up!
She heard the receiver bang against something and the half-muffled voice of Bill squealing, "It's her! The one I told you about!"
And in the distant background, she could make out an even younger male voice saying, "Oh, now I know you're shittin' me! You think I'm gonna believe she's calling you up and askin' you to come fuck her again? Man, I ain't that dumb!"
"Shut up!" Bill snapped, then took his hand off the receiver, trying to sound as cool and suave as he could manage. "Hello, Mandy. Nice to hear from you."
Mandy nearly burst out laughing. He sounded so funny, trying to act cool like that. But laughing at him would never do. She had to be nice, or she would scare him away. "Nice to hear your voice again, too, Bill. How are you?"
"Fine. Wishing that I was with you, again," he said, trying to pitch his voice as low as he could. But in the background much clearer this time, the younger voice could be heard saying, "Aw, Christ, come off it! Who are you really talking to? Anybody? Quit trying to put me on!"
Again there was a fumbling at the receiver. "If you don't shut up your fuckin' head, I'm gonna bust it in half with my foot!" Bill snarled.
"Who is that with you?" Mandy asked him when he returned.
He sighed in resignation. "My cousin, George. My aunt and uncle are visiting and they brought him along. Don't worry about him. He's just a kid."
Mandy almost laughed again. George didn't sound all that much younger than Bill. "Oh," she said. "If you've got company, that's too bad."
Bill's voice jumped two octaves. "No, no! They've all gone out. There's just me and George here."
"Oh, that's much better," Mandy said, letting her voice get all furry and soft and sexy. "Because, I was thinking... "
"What?" Bill gasped, his voice hitting a high C.
"Well, Brad is over here at my place," she began.
"Oh," Bill said, the disappointment sounding as thick as concrete.
"But he's very tired," she went on.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, very tired. Fucked out!"
She could hear him swallowing convulsively.
"And I was thinking that you might like to come over," she finished.
"I'll be right there!" he sputtered.
In the background, George could be heard protesting loudly. "Hey, you can't go off and leave me here! Who is that really, Bill? Is it really her? No shit, man? Oh, God! Are you really going over to her place? Is she gonna let you fuck her again, man? Oh, Christ! Really?"
"Bill," she said.
"Yes?"
"You can bring George if you want."
"Oh, no! You don't want him around! Jeez, Mandy! He's just a little kid!"
"How old?"
"Fourteen, but he's immature, you know. Not at all experienced."
"A virgin?"
"Oh, yeah, sure! He's never even touched a girl!"
In the background George wailed in protest of his manhood. "I have, too! Linda let me feel up her tits! You gimme that thing!"
There were sounds of a brief struggle, then George was bellowing directly into the phone. "Who is this? Who are you really?"
"I'm Mandy, George," she said in her sexiest voice. "Bill and I were fucking the other day and I was wondering if he would like to come over to my house to screw me some more. You know, fuck my cunt?"
She could hear, actually hear the spit drying up in George's mouth. "You're putting me on," he whispered finally. "He's putting you up to it."
"Have you got hair on your balls, George?" she asked in a tone of amused curiosity.
"Sure!" he said defensively.
"And can you shoot off? Have you got jism in your nuts?"
"Yeah!"
"And have you ever fucked that jism into a girl's cunt? Have you ever done that, George?"
He was breathing so hard that it could have been a wind tunnel that he was standing in. "Yeah, sure, I, uh, lots of... " he blustered.
"George! The truth!" she demanded.
"Unh-unh," he admitted. "Not really all the way."
"I bet you'd like to try though, wouldn't you?" she whispered huskily.
"Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!" he agreed.
"Well, I've got a girlfriend of mine over here," she said.
"Yeah?" George panted.
"And she and I were fucking Brad, but he's too tired out to do it anymore."
"Yeah?"
"And Vera feels a little horny still. And so do I. If you wanted to... well, you could come over with Bill and we could have a little fun."
"Yeah? Oh, really? God, if this is a joke... "
"Come over and see us," Mandy said. "I haven't got any clothes on!"
"Aw, Christ!" George gasped as he dropped the phone and Bill recaptured it.
"Jeez, Mandy!" Bill complained. "He's hardly old enough to jerk off! All he knows how to do is beat off with a Playboy picture!"
"Bill," Mandy commanded. "Don't be greedy! I don't allow any of my men to be greedy."
"Okay," he said. He would have done about anything to be one of Mandy's men!
"Hurry up, honey-pot," she said. "Vera and I are waiting for you."
"Vera? Who's Vera?"
"George will tell you. Just come on over, baby. We'll show you a really good time!"
Vera and Mandy were watching by the front windows when the two relief studs arrived. Brad was snoring loudly in Vera's bedroom and it looked like he wasn't going to be joining them for a few hours at least. The two women were stark naked and had been getting hornier by the second while they impatiently waited for Bill and his cousin to arrive. Vera was amazed at how excited she had gotten at the idea of having George come along. Fourteen! And a virgin! Wow! She hadn't been to bed with a teenager that young since she had been in her teens herself. Brad's enormous prod was one attraction, but the rigid prick of a young fucker like George had a special kind of thrill in itself!
The boys arrived by bicycle after what seemed an eternity to them and to the women as well. Vera was especially glad to see them. As they came up the front walk and around to the car port, the women saw how hard Bill was trying to establish his superiority over his cousin-and how hard his cock already was sticking out in his pants!
George looked even more promising to Vera. He was shorter, darker and surprisingly a little more muscular than Bill despite being younger. His freckled face showed no signs of a beard yet, except for a dusky smudge on his upper lip. He fidgeted so badly coming up the walk that you would have thought he had ants in his pants-and that one of those ants was carrying a large carrot!
"Mmm-Mandy?" Bill's voice could be heard at the kitchen door. But as Mandy was about to go answer it and let the boys in, her mother put her hand on her arm and whispered.
"Wait, let's slip on some negligees. It'll be much sexier than just being plain naked. Trust me, Mandy, I've got more experience than you!"
Mandy nodded then went to the door and called to Bill, "Just a second boys. My girlfriend thinks we ought to put a little something on when receiving company." She could hear their feet shuffling on the concrete as Vera brought her a negligee to put on. She was right, too-for all that the negligee covered up, she might as well have been naked-but still there was that extra something or other of having to peek and peer through the filmy folds of the cloth to get your kicks! Mandy's was jade green which made her hazel eyes look green, too-that and the lust that was inflaming her! Vera had taken the time to wash up and brush her hair and slip into a jet black, floor length, see-through gown that disguised those little tell-tale differences in her body which would have betrayed her age. She knew what she was doing all right!
They let the boys in. Bill's forehead was beaded with sweat and it wasn't all from the bike ride. George's mouth was having a hard time staying shut and his eyes were popping out.
"Come in, boys! I'm Vera and this is Mandy," Vera said, inviting them in and looking them over.
The boys returned the ogling. "Jeez, you two look, uh, like... " Bill began.
"Like sisters, I know," Vera concluded with a tight grin. "But we aren't. We're cousins, right, Mandy?"
"Yes, she's my older cousin," Mandy smiled back cattily.
"How old are you?" George asked tactlessly. , Vera pinched his cheek a little harder than necessary. "Over twenty-one, sweetie! And I'll bet you're not, but I'll offer you a beer anyway. Want one?"
"Why, sure!" George said manfully. And Vera popped cans for all of them from what was left in the refrigerator. The whole time, Bill's and George's eyes were fixed on the way the see-through material of the negligees was clinging and floating around the two-female bodies in front of them.
Bill's and George's cocks were jutting out the fronts of their blue jeans. I mean, one thing that a lady never has to worry about when she's entertaining teenaged boys-a lack of hardons! Seems like they come equipped at all hours of the day or night! And the sight of those hard young dorks was having its effect on both Mandy and her mother. They were holding out as long as they could to get the young boys as sexed up as possible, but that weapon has two edges-the ladies were getting as horny as reindeer too!
"Let's go into the living room and get more comfortable," Vera suggested.
As they went in, Bill pointed to the sofa and whispered to George, "See just inside from the kitchen like I told you!"
Mandy smiled as she sat down on the sofa and then lay back on it. One long, well-shaped leg escaped completely from the sexy night gown. "Yes, this is where Brad and I were fucking when Bill delivered the pizza," she said to George. George seemed to be having a fit of some sort while-she spoke. "Bill fucked me when Brad was finished. Bill has a very long, slender cock for a stud his age, Mo-I mean, Vera. Why don't you show it to her, Bill?"