Chapter 8
"How's the lobster?" Susan asked. "Great! How about your abalone."
"Delicious."
Susan and Kip sat in a little restaurant in Sausalito, just across the bay from San Francisco. They were enjoying this meal much the same as they had enjoyed everything they had seen and done in the five days they had been in California.
Kip loved the city on sight. Chris had been right, it was unlike any other city in America. European. Cosmopolitan. Unique. Kip was fascinated with the hills, the houses all built over garages, and especially with the price the inhabitants obviously felt for their city. He and his mother hadn't met a single San Franciscan who didn't adore their town.
They had spent five days sightseeing, roaming, roving and ruminating from the Golden
Gate Bridge to porno flicks on Broadway. Every minute had sped onto the next and time had become, if anything, too fleet.
One of the true thrills for them was the chance to ride B.A.R.T., the Bay Area Rapid Transit, said to be the most efficient and modern subway system in the world. Kip and Susan felt like they were entering a carnival ride when they bought their tickets from a machine which accepted their money, gave them a punched card with their destination on it and issued change, all within seconds. The ride was amazing, the car plush, carpeted, silent. In short moments they had gone from Market Street in downtown San Francisco, to the center of Oakland.
Now, this afternoon, they were eating in a small, homey restaurant in Sausalito. They had been in Sausalito just a few hours during their second day in California and had been immediately taken by the enchanting village. On this day they had returned from San Francisco to spend an entire day in the city and after shopping and walking through the many quaint shops and stores, they were tired and hungry.
Kip couldn't help but notice the couple sitting at the table adjacent to theirs. The man seemed to be in his early thirties, had extremely long hair complimented with a beard and moustache, appeared very intelligent, and was dressed in rich taste. The woman with him couldn't have been over twenty-five, Kip thought, and also boasted an affluent look. She had bright, sandy blonde hair and a pretty, smiling face.
Susan noticed them also, not so much by how they looked, but more because she felt they were watching her. As they finished their meal, Kip and Susan whispered about them. "I get the feeling they want to talk to us," Susan said.
"Yes. Me too . . . " Kip replied simultaneously.
A moment later, when the waiter brought them two mugs of coffee, Kip searched for the cream, and discovered there was none on the table. The man next to him, noticing this, offered the pitcher from his table.
"Here, take purs, we're done with it," he offered, in a low, pleasing voice.
"Thank you," Kip said, smiling. It was the perfect opportunity, Kip recognized, to pursue a conversation, although he wasn't quite sure why he wanted to. "They sure have delicious food here," he added.
"Yes, they do," the stranger responded cheerfully, "You from out of town?"
"Yes," Kip said, "Chicago."
"Just about everyone in this city is from somewhere else," the woman sitting next to the man put in, "Seems no one lives here but us."
"Oh, forgive me," the bearded man said, turning his chair toward their table. "I'm Brad and this is my wife, Cali."
"What a beautiful name," Kip said. "I'm Kip and this is Susan." He didn't add that she was his mother. He liked people to think they were lovers.
Cali smiled at Susan. "You have beautiful hair," she said, almost sensually.
"Thank you," Susan said softly.
"In fact," Brad said, matching Susan's tone, "I was just telling Cali how attractive I think you both are." There was a gentle sexuality in his tone. Kip and Susan felt something interesting was going to happen.
They talked for almost an hour, while the waiter endlessly filled their mugs. By the time the group left the restaurant, they felt they had known each other for years.
Brad and Cali had invited Susan and Kip to their house for drinks, a peculiar familiarity on such short notice, Susan felt. But she, like Kip, had guessed of a certain unexplainable magnetism that was inescapable. She and Kip had agreed at once in-almost-a single voice.
They piled into Brad's car and in minutes, after crawling up the winding hillside, they arrived at the redwood house jutting out over the city. It was almost dusk and the view over the bay was sparkling. Kip and Susan loved the house-a kind of cabin with a view-and felt very warm and comfortable with their new friends.
The situation, from the beginning, was very sexual. They didn't pry into each other's private lives, didn't ask questions about work or money or matters of importance to most people. Instead, they talked about sex, about love, and about freedom-freedom of choice. After a few drinks, they were all in a happy mood, and everything that transpired from this point on, all happened naturally, calmly.
Susan opened her blouse and exposed her breasts, which somehow seemed an acceptable thing to do, under the circumstances, and then Cali bent over and kissed her nipples, caressing them with her tongue, an act which also seemed natural and proper.
Watching the lovely girl take his mother's nipples in her mouth excited Kip, and he pulled his pants to his knees. Cali and Brad looked at him in astonishment.
"My Lord," Cali half whispered.
"Fantastic," Brad said, dropping his own pants to reveal a strong cock, not quite as long as Kip's, but just as thick.
Susan reached out and took Brad's penis in her hand, rubbing it as it began to harden and stand out from his body. Again, no one was surprised when she rearranged herself, bent her head to his waiting crotch, and then licked with a slithery tongue, at the same time bringing a hand up to hold his balls.
Cali, apparently aroused past control by what she had witnessed, jumped up and stripped completely, her legs spread wide apart. Kip couldn't help but stare at her cunt. It was covered with blonde, silken hairs, unlike any he had seen in pictures anywhere. Also aroused to a peak, he reached out and touched her cunt with his index finger, running his fingernail along the soft folds. Reflexively, his cock stiffened to its full length between his legs and in one fast movement, Cali sat on it fully, sliding down upon the whole of his magnificent tool, encasing it completely within the moist confines of her warm pussy.
Cali began her stroking as Susan and Brad watched. Kip sat there, holding onto the chair, as she pistoned up and down, sinking his long penis into her body, pulling away from it again, then lowering herself onto the long shaft in a silent movement. Kip closed his eyes, feeling the dark wet passage of the pussy tear at the end of his cock. He moaned and grabbed her torso, pulling her to his chest, seemingly content to have her simply sit on it a moment.
Finally, Susan, who had been temporarily entranced by the spectacle, returned to Brad's cock, which she now took into her mouth, nibbling gently at the glans, at the skin just under it. He pushed it deep into her mouth and then pulled it out again, all the way out so as to free her mouth, and then bent his head down to kiss her hard on the lips, allowing his heavy beard to tickle her chin. Susan wrapped her arms around him and together they rolled onto the floor, where they pulled each other's remaining clothing off.
Kip, meanwhile, was holding the motionless girl" to his body, his cock fully buried within her. They both looked to the floor to see Susan and Brad pulling each other's clothes off.
Susan and Brad, once naked, rolled around, touching, exploring, kissing. Brad pulled Susan's legs apart and immediately his expert finger found her throbbing clitoris and rubbed it teasingly.
Cali got up, pulling her body off Kip's extended cock, taking his hand as she did, pulling him up. Then she knelt down and pulled his pants off his legs and threw them over the back of the couch. Responding to her order, Kip fell to his knees and kissed her gently on her lips, and then they both fell to the floor to join Brad and Susan. The four bodies squirmed, moved, kissed, groped, caressed, touched. No one knew who was touching who, or who was sucking who. Now the fever gripped them all. They experienced a few moments of total sexual abandon, licking, feeling anything or anyone nearby.
But that couldn't go on forever, and Brad sat up, stopping the little orgy. "Who's the next to have a birthday?" Brad asked after a long pause.
"Mine's in November," Cali said.
"Mine's just two weeks away," Kip said, wondering why the man had asked such an absurd question.
"Okay, Kip, you win. You get to name whatever it is that will turn you on and we'll do it. It's your night, birthday boy!"
Kip thought about it for a moment. Here he had three naked people in front of him, three bodies which now belonged to him, and he didn't know what to have them do. When he looked down, almost ready to say he couldn't think of one particular thing he'd like to see, he noticed his mother's hand resting on Cali's thigh. The thought of seeing them together sent a quiver down his spine.
"I want to see Cali and Susan make love," Kip blurted out. Susan looked at him, surprised, but interested. She wouldn't mind at all, particularly if it would give pleasure to her son. She turned to Cali and smiled, a smile that said. "I'm game if you are!" Cali responded in favor and the matter was settled.
"Great, great! Okay, girls, we'll leave you to each other," Brad said, sitting in a chair across the room from Kip. He took his cock in his hand and looked to the floor, ready to masturbate himself as the women performed. Kip did the same. He sprawled on the couch, spreading his legs wide, and grasped his thick penis in his hand.
Calif began to stroke Susan's upper torso, moving her hands up and down her soft white arms, across her smooth shoulders, along her sides. Then she tenderly touched Susan's breasts, which were rising and falling with each of her deep breaths. Cali's eyes were hotly fevered as she stroked Susan's body, drinking in the beauty of the older woman's breasts and abdomen and thighs. She felt her cunt flower and open wide with passion between her legs. Her nipples suddenly became chips of granite.
Susan's hands reached up and circled Cali's breasts now, and her legs opened and closed with the burning fire in her loins. Kip is watching us, she thought. My boy is watching!
Cali saw Susan's nipples rise under her ministrations, growing firm and hard as if with a will of their own, and she brushed her fingers across them, moving her hands to Kip's mother's shoulders again as the lovely woman stirred restlessly beneath her massaging hands.
The hot-blooded young girl eased her fingers over Susan's shoulders and arms and sides and breasts, over the turgid nipples," and then allowed her hands to slide down across the smooth, flat, glistening belly to touch the first soft bits of hair around her pubic area, rubbing the palms of her hands along Susan's naked hips.
Kip watched in delight. He saw his mother's head move from side to side, a look of pleasure on her face. He watched her eyes close as he held his cock tightly in his hand.
Across the room, Brad sat bending over, watching the women closely, his elbows on his knees. His thick cock stood between his legs and his fingertips intermittingly brushed against the tip of it.
One of Cali's long, slender brown fingers parted the soft, moistly pulsating little crevice between Susan's legs, and one sharp fingernail grazed Susan's clitoris, bringing it immediately erect as Cali went on to stroke it carefully and gently. Susan moved her hips freely on the floor, and her dazed mind was filled with thoughts of the men watching her, the two handsome men grasping their cocks, intent eyes on them as they made lesbian love on the floor.
Without moving her hand from the older woman's clitoris, Cali leaned forward, panting hotly, and ran her lips over Susan's cheek, flicking her tongue over the woman's lips, and finally resting his mouth against the one so like hers, yet so different. The women kissed, long and passionately, as the men watched in breathless excitement.
Fiery streams of passion soared and swirled within Susan, and her tongue met Cali's. She locked her arms around Cali's neck, pulling her down on the floor and causing a low moan of ecstasy to escape from those other sensual lips.
Cali stretched out next to the undulating, moaning mother, moving hard against her, feeling her own passion seethe hot and eager within her hungry body. She looked up to see Brad smiling at her. She moved her eyes across the room to Kip and seemed to see nothing but a blurring hand moving swiftly up and down on his cock.
Then, content that all was well, she began nibbling at Susan's ear, pushing away the lovely brown hair with her tongue. Then she worked her way down her neck, her chest, and began kissing the hard nipples of her breasts, sucking them into her wet mouth. Susan felt the girl's lips leave her breast, dip across her stomach, across her belly, lower still until she was breathing hotly into the silky darkness of her vagina.
Cali's hands massaged Kip's mother's breasts unceasingly, coming down now along Susan's flanks, then moving to the silken smoothness of her thighs. With tender movements she parted the unresisting flesh, drawing Susan's legs wide apart to reveal the full moist pinkness of the woman's interior.
Kip watched as Cali placed her head carefully between his mother's legs. He saw the girl impart hot kisses to the velvety growth of pubic hair, her tongue extended what seemed like inches in front of her lips. Susan squirmed on the floor as the mouth and tongue sought the hard bud of Susan's clit.
Cali's tongue touched it! Her long tongue came into contact with the moist little nub and began to circle it teasingly. In a reflex movement, her breath shuddering between her teeth and her brain whirling with mounting desire at the sensitive, chilling touch, Susan's hands came up to touch the soft face of the naked girl. She pulled the girl's face deep within her open legs.
Brad spread his legs wide now, holding his cock tight with one hand while his other hand rubbed his anus. The picture before him excited him and Kip happened to look across the room just as Brad slid his middle finger deep into his asshole.
Cali began to orally fuck Kip's mother. She slid her tongue into the woman's wet channel as far as it would go, lashing around, swirling around, sending chills of pleasure through the older woman's body. She ate hungrily at the pulsating lips of Susan's cunt.
Cali brought her hands up and touched Susan's hard tits again, then moved them down once again, slipping them beneath Susan's thighs, pushing then farther up until they draped over Cali's shoulders.
Brad immediately jumped to the floor, his finger still up his ass, and grabbed Susan's left leg with his free hand. Kip followed, taking his mother's right leg in both hands, spreading her wide, open, helpless before the passion-wracked girl.
Kip and Brad knelt close to them now, their cocks brushing against Cali every few moments, holding Susan's legs into the air. The whole of Susan's vaginal opening was displayed ready in front of Brad's wife's sweet face. Cali cupped Susan's buttocks gently as she buried her face into her pussy. Susan squealed in delight. Her buttocks jerked spasmodically and the two men had to hold tight to her legs. Cali's plunging tongue struck at her cunt lips with great force, tickling, forcing, fucking.
The taste of Susan's pussy in her mouth drove Cali very near to orgasm. She reached down and lifted her fingers to her own cunt, squeezing the wetness, the hot, soft, hairy mound. Her middle finger found her aching clit and began to stroke it as she slipped her tongue in and out of Susan's palpitating genitalia. Susan desperately wanted to come now, for she sensed that the girl was very near climax herself.
Brad dropped Susan's leg to the floor, where she kept it spread enough to allow Cali to continue eating her with her tongue. Kip followed suit and watched Brad as the man positioned his body over Susan's head, his hand no longer in his anus, working his cock feverishly above the woman's face as he watched his wife's head move between Susan's slender legs.
Kip saw Susan open her mouth as Brad's balls brushed against her lips. Kip moved his body down behind Cali and saw her fingers running in and out of her own cunt. He pulled her hand away and knelt there, touching the tip of his cock to her anal entrance, rubbing it down to the wet soft pussy. He began beating it, moving it up and down over the slick, lubricated cunt lips, masturbating himself while the girl's finger pulled at his balls.
' In the next moment, Susan reached her climax. Brad dropped his balls into her mouth and he felt her hot tongue as it shot up, just as her orgasm hit. Her entire being convulsed and her body froze, buttocks lifted in the air, her cunt plastered against the girl's sucking face.
Cali felt the older woman coming and the taste of her fluids caused her own body to lurch, as she spread her legs even wider. Kip's heavy prick rubbed against her clitoris as he bobbed it up and down there, sending waves of excitement through her body. All at once she came and her body trembled in excitement.
Cali lifted her head to see Brad's large penis ready to shoot. His balls were deep in Susan's mouth and his eyes were closed, his hand working his cock up and. down with great force. Suddenly, he came. The cum shot out of his cock like the blaze from a flame-thrower, spurting white liquid over Susan's beautiful breasts, onto Cali's face, and all over his hands.
Kip was on the brink also. He thrust his cock into the warm, dripping pussy in front of him, burying it to the hilt. He didn't move it in or out, didn't fuck her with any motion. He just held it in there, held his breath, and felt the white cum pour out of him as Cali grasped his balls. She moaned as she felt the hot burst deep within her cunt. Kip pulled out and fell to the floor with the others.
They stayed the night, there on the floor, sleeping with Brad and his wife, each content and happy in an array of indistinguishable arms. Susan and Kip had experienced yet another thrill in their summer of thrills and were happy in that knowledge.
The next morning, after having had breakfast with Cali and Brad, Kip and Susan stood waiting for the bus to take them back to their hotel in San Francisco.
Brad turned to Susan as the bus came down the street and said, "Don't forget us." He kissed her lightly on the cheek.
"We won't," Susan said, hugging Cali.
Susan watched the bus stop and when the doors opened, she stepped aboard. Kip turned to their two new friends and smiled.
" 'Bye, Kip," Cali said. Brad nodded.
" 'Bye. If you're ever in Chicago, drop in. Mom and I would love to see you again.. . " He turned and the doors closed behind him.
Brad and Cali turned to each other, petrified. "Mom!" they both repeated unbelievingly.