Chapter 9
Back in the bedroom, Dolores asked Tommy bluntly, "How would you like to try something really different, darling?"
"Alright, I'm game," he smiled, "Let's get cracking!"
"Well, baby, you've screwed me up the ass-right?"
"Right-on," Tommy smiled, "and it was super-ass, all the way."
"Okay, then I'll give you a wild ride like you never knew existed!"
"What have you got?"
"An automated dildo!"
"What on earth is that?"
"Just what it says. It's a dildo that-"
"But, what is a dildo?" Tommy demanded.
"Remember," his mother cautioned Dolores, "he isn't used to all those strange sounding words!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Tommy-you're so big I sometimes forget you're still a kid."
Going over to the corner, she picked a couple of dildoes with straps out of her floppy, imitation leather handbag.
"You see, these work on batteries, and they vibrate when we turn them on, and they're also plastic replicas of guys who are really well-hung."
"I read you," Tommy smiled, "and you're telling me you'd like to do my butt with one of those things." He scratched his ear, and looked suspiciously at the dildo.
"Right-on," she laughed, "as you would say!"
Tommy walked away, rubbing his buttocks as if it hurt. Shaking his head, he said reluctantly, "I dunno-that is a big dick, and this here is a small ass."
"I know, baby, but it won't hurt you one bit to find out how fabulous it feels to have something sliding up the old ass-hole. Women love it when men do them there, and the only way a man can find out, without taking the gay trip, is to have a woman do him with a dildo."
"Do men you know like it?"
"Men I know demand it," Dolores told him in no uncertain terms. "It is considered a real choice way of making it, dear-so why don't you let me show you how it's done, baby!"
"Alright, if you think you can without killing me! I need my butt, and I don't want you wrecking it or anything."
This comment couldn't help but make Dolores break out in peals of laughter, "You men never cease to amaze me. When you're asking a woman to let you stab her ass with a prick-you don't worry about our ass-holes. Uh, uh, but when the cock is in the other ass, then comet the rub!"
"How true, how true," Gloria smiled, "Go on, darling-she won't hurt you. Mother's here to hold your hand-if need be!"
"Oh, no, honey-you'll be too busy shoving the other dildo up my cunt. You see I'll be doing him, with my old vibrating plastic penis, and you'll be doing me. Isn't that beautiful? And practical," she mused.
"It really is," she laughed, "You are nothing short of a marvel in motion. Gee whiz! You could be a madame and make a lot of money."
"I only wish I was. Did you read about that madame who ran a bawdy house in Charlottesville, Virginia. She had thousands stashed away in big bills in rusty metal boxes, in glass jars, and she buried them all around the house."
"Oh, Wow! What happened? Who got the money?"
"The people who went digging around the place when the city bought the land and tore down the madame's house."
"Alright, I'm getting anxious to find out what it'll feel like to have that big thing stabbing me from the rear!"
"You'll find out-just wait," Dolores assured him, "The way we'll work it, darling is for you to get on all fours in front of me, and then I'll mount your ass-hole."
"Beautiful," he told her, and then frisky as a young colt, he got up on the bed-on all fours and waited. She climbed on board, behind him, and a moment later, with the dildo well-lubed, she thrust it into him.
"Does that ever feel good?" he said as it slid in up to the tight anal ring.
"Just relax now," she advised him, "It'll only hurt for a little while!"
"I hope," he said tensely, and then Dolores drove forward, driving the penis in up to the hilt. It made him flinch in pain.
"Oh, take it easy. Remember, Dolores, that's my tender, sensitive ass-hole."
"I'll try to remember," she laughed, recalling very vividly how little it mattered to him how much it hurt when she was being drilled by him.
"Feels good now," he told her once she got to riding it in and out. "Yes, baby, yes-fuck me-fuck me!"
The action was building to the threesome, and a moment later, Gloria rigged in her vibrating dildo got behind her girlfriend.
"Hey, it's vibrating," Tommy called out, "look, Mom, a vibrating dick-up my ass!"
"Enjoy it, son-I'll do you that way sometime if you want me to," she had to tell him, for she did envy Dolores getting her charge out of his ass-hole, in this manner.
Then, grasping Dolores's behind, she eased her lubed dildo-dick into her.
"Slide it in easy," Dolores warned.
"Sure, baby-I know how it feels when they do it rough. You don't have to worry about me."
"Next time, I stab your ass-hole, Mom," Tommy told her, "I'll not be so rough!"
"You see," his mother laughed, "Experience is the best teacher. Give his ass a good fucking," she told her.
The wild action continued, and Dolores bent over, crushing her breasts on the back of the virile, young boy as she drilled his hot, sweet ass-hole.
"Does that ever feel fantastic?" she told him frankly, "Ohh, yes, yes baby-fuck it, fuck it!"
He learned he could grasp at the sliding penis with his anal muscles. And he gripped it, massaging it, enjoying the action immensely.
"Ass-fuckin' isn't bad on the other end of the line," he smiled, as if he'd made a remarkable discovery.
Meantime, Gloria was turning on the vibrator of her penis. And it was helping Dolores enjoy her sex to the fullest.
"Oh, that vibrator feels fantastic. It's the latest plastic pecker they've got on the market."
"It's fun to shove it into you too," Gloria said, and then, following Dolores's example with her drilling action on her son's hot ass-hole, she bent over, crushing her breasts down on her back.
"Oh, wow! I love the way that feels," she told her. "Your titties on my back, baby are tremendous."
Clasping her, and thrusting into her, Gloria felt ever so close to Dolores. It had even brought her closer to her son, and she felt confident the three of them could share their bodies and thus derive mutual satisfaction, with nobody being the wiser.
"Fuck it!" she panted, "Grip it baby!"
Dolores gripped the tool sliding into her, and thrust her dildo into Tommy's behind the next second. This give and take was fun. Give a thrust, grab a cock-back and forth, and in the middle was the best fucking spot of all!
"Ram it up my ass-hole," Tommy demanded, "Oh, that feels good. It's that twist of the vibrator-action combined with the other-your tits on me."
"You like these," she panted, lifting up, and letting her sweating breasts brush erotically across the bare flesh of his back.
"Do it baby, do it!" he demanded, and she zipped it even further up his hot ass-hole. "Yes, yes, that's it, sweetheart-that's it!"
Then, Tommy felt her hand reaching around to grip his penis. He loved the feel of her hand on him.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her, "Pump my meat!"
One detail of having sex with so many men was utilizing the hand, for the hand-job action. And when so many men had told her they loved nothing more than a woman jerking them off, rimming at the same time, perhaps-then she learned the best way to do it. So, it was with skilled hand-movements, she pulled on Tommy's lengthening rod.
"Grab it!" he said, "Oh, baby, pull it-faster.
Faster!"
Dolores knew two things. It was the firmness of the grip around the penis, plus the pace of the jerking movement that could make him trip out to orgasm. And so, she pumped methodically, making the action go quicker, quicker.
"Oh, wow-keep that up," he begged as he felt the sexual excitement flashing through his entire being. With his back being excited with her massaging breasts, his joint being jerked by her talented hand, and his anus being drilled by the vibrating dildo, Tommy was turning-on, full-speed-ahead.
"Fuck it," he gasped, "Fuck! Fuck!"
She did it every which way, rolling her tits, jerking his prick, and jabbing his ass-hole.
Meantime, Gloria didn't want to be outdistanced, so she was going to town on her girlfriend. Her breasts crushed down on her back, her vibrating dildo rammed up her hot, tight ass-hole, and now her fingers swept down to play with her shaved vagina.
"Oh, Wow," Dolores panted, "Is this beautiful! We're building, and building-this is too much-toooooo much!"
"Fuck it," she gasped, "Fuck!"
And then, Tommy shot his load. The hot juices spurting out of the head of his penis, shooting all over his hand.
"Oh, ahhhh-baby, keep pulling my meat-there's more cum where that came from," he panted happily.
Sure enough, there was too, and Dolores was not one to until she'd had achieved all she could out of each sex activity she was engaged in.
"Ohhhh, darling," Gloria sighed sexily, hungry to eat her snatch, "let's sixty-nine."
"Alright, luv-I'll finish him off with a suck."
Gloria slid her dildo smoothly out of Dolores, and then she in turn got out of Tommy's behind. Tommy flipped over, and said, "It's all sticky, honey-you missed the explosion!"
"I'll lick it off your dick," she smiled, and then she did just that to prove her passion for sperm. As she licked up and down the sides of his penis, she found herself enjoying it immensely.
"Tastes good, huh?"
With her tongue occupied licking, Dolores couldn't answer directly, but she did nod. He got the point.
And then, when she'd finished doing her thing, she looked at his mother, and said, "Lunch-time!"
"Alright, love," she smiled, and then the two women got their bodies lined up so that their genitals were facing each other's hot lips.
"Oh, wow-this is too much," Tommy panted as he watched Dolores go down on his mother's snatch.
"Suck her cunt, Mom," he panted, as he watched. Now, only raw sex emotions, animal sex urges were surfacing. Faces fused against bodies in a lusty desire to obtain the ultimate orgasm.
"Come on, baby-eat it!" he panted, his penis becoming rigid once more. And then, as he watched Dolores and his mother sixty-nine, he pumped his meat, and became their chanting Greek chorus, saying rhythmically, "Suck cunt-suck, suck cunt, suck!"
It was an African fertility drum-beat inflection he gave to his sexy message, "Suck-suck cunt-suck, suck cunt, suck!"
The women's hot tongues plunged in and out of each other's hot holes, the passionate pleasure, building, building until they could hardly stand it anymore.
"Oh, baby, do it-do it," he told her, "I love it!"
And their tongues flashed across each other's clit in unison, their inhibitions gone, and Tommy's acceptance of her having sex with another woman made Gloria happy indeed. Tommy knelt beside them, pumping his penis, and watching.
"Beautiful, eat that pussy-suck that cunt! Yes, baby, yes!" And-the throbbing in their loins gave way to the juices, and they both joyously gushed at the same instant.
"Right-on, Mom," Tommy cried passionately, and his penis shot then too, sending a spray of sperm all over the two women, as he deliberately turned this way, and that, freeing his penis so it could flip the sperm at both of their naked bodies.
This made both his mother and Dolores laugh.
"Too much, Tommy," Dolores giggled, "Stop that machine gun flack, flack will you?"
"Alright," he smiled, "If you say so!"
Then, he just lay back, and soon both women were around him. One on each side, reaching down his leg with their leg. And he said, "Gee, this is real cozy. I think there ought to be a law that every man can have two women-at least once in his lifetime."
"I'm in favor of that law," Dolores said softly.
"And don't think I'm not," his mother smiled, "I've become much more broad minded in my sex views since we've had sex together, son," she smiled, "I see how silly and childish I've been about some of the things I believe in."
"I'm glad, Mom," he nodded, "because you were getting pretty far out there for awhile."
They fell asleep like this, and when they woke up, "Oh, look what time it is!" Gloria observed, glancing over at the radiant dial on the nightstand clock, "It's two-thirty a.m."
"What time is it?" Dolores asked groggily.
"Going on three in the morning," Gloria smiled, "We ought to put Tommy back in his own bed."
"Good idea," she agreed, "Son-son-wake up! At least enough to go to your own bed," his mother insisted.
"What-ahh-ohh-where am I?"
"In my bed, darling. This is Dolores. You remember her, and our little get-together!"
"Oh, yes-yes, I do," he nodded.
Then, he got up, and kissed Dolores on the ass-cheek, and tapped his mother's behind.
"No, no-a kiss for me too," his mother insisted, and he said, "alright, if you say so!"
Kissing her behind playfully, he walked out of the room, and let the two women talk some more.
"Tomorrow night is a big one for me," Dolores thought out loud, "I've got to go to the gym-get my massage, get my hair looking human at the hair-dresser, and then slip into something slinky and sexy and I'll show them!"
"Good for you, baby-good for you," she smiled, "But, honest, darling, don't you ever get tired of catering to men's whims-do this, lick that, suck this-ugh!"
"Sure, I get fed up with it-"
"Oh, you did get fed-lots of sperm," Gloria laughed. "Guess we have to laugh about it to keep our sanity, right, darling?"
"Right, and I must tell you how much I admire and respect your son. He's such a handsome kid, so full of the devil. I think he's about as sexy as hell too."
"He is. He could pose for the magazines like Burt Reynolds, only I think he's better looking than he is. He's younger!"
"He really is. All the sand, and sun-swimming, surfing, and a mother's love, of course!"
"Of course," Gloria smiled knowingly.
Then, she kissed Dolores.
"And, you know what," she smiled, pulling away, "I'm drawn to you now almost as much as my son."
"I'm flattered, darling," she smiled, and kissing her cheek softly, "but never, never fall in love. It can be dangerous to do that-and I don't believe in risking my happiness that way."
"That's your life-style, I guess!"
"Yes, that's me! Fast, and breezy, baby-and non-involved. I fuck-but I forget!"
"I guess you've got the right idea," Gloria sighed sadly, "you can't get hurt that way."
"Baby, don't you see-you're trying to cling to me, not because you love me-oh, no-but because you feel so insecure. And it doesn't work! Just, play and laugh-and don't get deep about it. True love is so morbid. It has to end sometime, and if you love deeply, the hurt is deep too."
"So, you've insulated yourself from hurt by not getting too close to anybody-just physically, not emotionally, clever girl," Gloria commented.
"I try," Dolores smiled.
"Tomorrow night I've got a date with a crackpot."
"What's his hang-up?"
"He's an animal fucker-and he wants me to watch him. That turns him on."
"What kind of an animal?"
"A goose!" she chuckled.
"A goose fucker, I never heard of such a thing."
"A goose gives a good fuck, darling-so they say-I haven't used my dildo up one to find out, I'll take their word for that," Dolores assured her.
"Where do you think he ever got onto something as wacky as fucking a damned goose?"
"Oh, he was living it up in Paris, and he went to one of those imagine brothels where they let men do anything that they've wanted to for years and couldn't do."
"And they supplied him with a goose?" Gloria giggled.
"Let me tell you," she winked, "Not just a goose, but a goose whose neck was on one side of a wall, its body on the other side."
"Yes, tell me about it."
"Well, they have ply board walls he told me, and you can't see the person on the other side, but you can watch other men doing it down the line with their geese. As you grab the goose by its wings, it struggles."
"Sounds horrible!"
"But you haven't heard the half of it yet! Let me tell you, darling!"
"Alright, I will. The men stab their cocks up the goose, and finally, when the goose is struggling so much they have to grip its wings, and hang on tight, and stab their dicks up the slick cunt of the wild goose."
"Why is it wiggling so much?"
"That's an interesting detail of goose-fucking, luv," she said, "The man on the other side of the wall is twisting its neck off, and it's fighting for its life. As it struggles to live, the man derives fantastic excitement for the goose is making fantastic motions with its body, taking the man's driving dick along for the marvelous ride."
"That sounds like a gory, bloody trip," Gloria sighed, "Why do they have to go to such lengths."
"Let me tell you about the voyeur's circle they've got there too."
"A voyeur's circle-what's that, darling?"
"Simply this," she explained, "The voyeurs, the people who want to watch other people sucking and fucking, and get their kicks out of this-like to see people in the middle of the circular stage."
"What happens in the center?"
"Everything you could imagine. And I mean everything. Those French people know how to put on a show. They do a lot of things with their mouths, believe me. But, what is fantastic is that it is one body connected to another. For example there was one man fucking the armpits."
"Armpit fucking?"
"Sure, honey-didn't you ever meet a guy who wanted to let you have it up the armpits?"
"Never. I guess I've been too normal."
"Remember, darling," Dolores cagily, reminded her, "You have been having wild sex with your son. Some people might not think that's nice or normal."
"True, baby, but don't rub it in," Gloria smiled quietly, tears clouding her eyes as she thought about her pre-occupation with her son.
"Back to armpits," Dolores laughed.
"Yes, back to them. Tell me how you do it--"
"Well, baby, you use your arms like wings, going back and forth, back and forth. It's a real flip-out!"
To illustrate, Dolores held her arm up, and went back and forth. Then, Gloria imitated the movement.
"Oh, you've got nice armpits, I'm sure you'd make some stud very happy drilling them."
"Beautiful," she smiled, "I like to do everything I do swper-good."
"I know, darling, little Miss Super-Cunt!" They both laughed on that one and then they embraced.
"I-feel something for you," Gloria said softly.
"I appreciate it darling, I really do! But, when I think of what I've got to go through with my date, I feel for myself."
"What else does he like?"
"He-likes to eat off my body!"
"Eat off your body, tell me!"
"Well, I'm all nice and naked, fresh from shower, my body scented with lemon and lime. And then, pow!"
"Pow what?"
"Just pow! He uses the whipped cream on my tits, fills them up with goo, and then puts some chocolate syrup in my snatch. Then, with two cherries on the whipped cream, for nipples, he begins nibbling."
"Does it taste good?"
"He thinks so," she smiled, "Inventive fucker. He-likes to cook, and I guess that gave him the idea I'd make a nice sex dish!"
"You do, darling, you do," Gloria laughed, "I'd love to eat you anytime, with or without whipped cream."
"Bless you, baby, you do care!"
"Of course I do," Gloria said softly, "And I care about my boy Tommy. He's such a beautiful boy. I love those legs of his. I love him all over."
"I don't blame you, baby. I do too. He is a beautiful kid. And I could go wacky over him if I let myself. He isn't spoiled rotten like so many men."
"I know."
Soon the women were embracing in a soul-kiss, their breasts crushing against each other, their swollen vaginas pressing, moistening.
"Don't get me so stimulated," Dolores sighed, "I-I can't. Not now, baby-I must save it for my work."
"Alright, we'll just hang loose."
"Kiss me?" Gloria asked.
"Sure, baby," Dolores whispered, and kissed her gently on her cheek.
"Funny, how we met. We were both screwing the same man on a double-fucker date. And, then we found each other. All these years I've hated women who did things with each other, and all these years I was probably full of these very same desires. Isn't that weirdo?"
"It's not weirdo at all," Dolores assured her knowingly, "Most people hate things they don't know about. You never knew darling, until I brought you out the other night with Howard."
"I guess that's it, alright," she said quietly. "But, now, we're going to have some fun together-it isn't just for tonight-is it?"
"No way, darling," she smiled, "I have all I need here in your house. I'm bi-baby, I'll admit it. I need a man, and I need a woman. Your wonderful son satisfied me, and you do too."
"I'm so glad," Gloria whispered affectionately.
"So am I."