Chapter 15

Margie and Ruby decided to plan one special, super sex-party to which they would invite a few select people. They prepared their list and weren't at all disappointed that only two men would be present. They felt that they would be able to make up for the short supply of the male sex with their skillful tongues and their supply of sex paraphernalia. The idea had occurred to them after Chris had filled them in on his evening with Beverly and Florence Coolidge and they told him about their waitress friend, Jeanne. It was at that time that it dawned on them that they hadn't even learned her last name although it didn't really matter. They knew where to find her and, besides, they expected to receive a call from her at any time. Ruby, in particular, felt certain that the attractive young woman would take them up on their offer.

"Let's see now," Ruby said while looking down at her notes. "There's the two of us, Chris, Wanda, Kerry Martin and his long cock, Beverly, Jeanne and Florence Coolidge. What do you really think about inviting Florence?"

"I've got a hunch that it would be a great idea," Margie answered, "but I think that the invitation should not be made until we've had a chance to talk with her or at least let her know that we are aware of her evening with Beverly and Chris. What do you think?"

"For sure," Ruby responded. "We would definitely have to do that. If we were to invite her cold she might get panicky and who knows what the result of that might be."

Just then the telephone rang. Ruby and Margie looked at each other as if to ask who that could be. They both shrugged then Margie got up to answer it.

"Hello," Margie said pleasantly.

"Margie? Hi," a pleasant voice said, "this is Jeanne Berson."

Margie paused for just a second then it dawned on her who it was. The last name had thrown her for just a moment.

"Jeanne," the attractive woman gushed, "how nice of you to call, dear. Ruby and I have been hoping to hear from you. How have you been?"

"I've been lots better since my visit with you and Ruby," the girl responded. "I've been meaning to call you before this but each time that I went to the phone I would stop myself and ask myself to be positively certain that I wanted to continue seeing you knowing that, if I do, I will be getting myself involved with Wanda and Chris also. I have finally made up my mind. I guess you'll know my answer when I tell you that my pussy is crying for some attention from you two lovely women."

"That's marvelous," Margie told the young woman with obvious delight, "I know that you won't regret it. Hold on a moment. I'm going to put Ruby on to talk with you."

Ruby came over and took the phone from her excited sister.

"Hello, Jeanne," Ruby said into the mouthpiece. "You'll never know how thrilled we both are to hear from you. And I'm absolutely overjoyed that you plan on joining us from time to time. We were just sitting here talking about you and some of our other friends and we've decided that we are going to have a party next Friday night. Do you think that you'd be available? I can promise you fantastic orgasms and many other thrills."

"How many people are going to be at the party?" Jeanne asked. "Sounds like you are planning a full-fl-edged orgy"

"There will be eight people all together, dear," Ruby went on, "Margie and I, Wanda, Chris and you. That leaves only three other people. We know that you'd love what we have on tap. What do you say?"

Jeanne paused to consider Ruby's proposal. Finally she spoke.

"I hope that I don't live to regret this," the pretty waitress remarked, "but, yes, you can plan on me. What time do you want me there?"

"Anytime from eight o'clock on," Ruby answered. "That okay with you?"

"Sounds good," Jeanne said. "See you then."

Ruby hung up the phone and looked at her sister with a special gleam in her eye.

"So far, so good, sister dear," Ruby said excitedly. "I think that now we had better call Mrs. Florence Coolidge."

"I think you're right, sister dear," Margie replied mimicking her older sister. "We know that Kerry will be here and I'm sure that we will have no problem with Beverly. Hand me the phone book so that I can look up the number for the school."

Ruby found the number for her and sat back while Margie dialed.

"Good afternoon, Porter High School. May I help you?"

"Good afternoon," Margie replied. "May I speak with Mrs. Coolidge please?"

"Just a moment, ma'am, I'll ring the library for you," the voice stated.

"Library, Mrs. Coolidge," the woman answered.

"Mrs. Coolidge? It's been quite some time since we've spoken. This is Margie Baker. I wonder if I could talk with you for a few minutes," Margie said by way of introduction.

"Fine," Florence replied, "I just happen to be sitting here quietly now. I won't have any students in here for thirty minutes or so. What can I do for you?"

"Well, Florence, may I call you Florence by the way?" Margie asked. "And you may call me Margie. As a matter-of-fact I insist upon it. Okay?"

"Fine, Margie," the librarian said. "Now what is the purpose for this call?"

"My purpose is two-fold," Margie began. "As I'm sure that you know, I am Chris Baker's mother. Chris gave me and my sister Ruby a blow-by-blow description of the nice time that he had with you and Beverly Lambert the other evening. Don't be afraid or embarrassed, dear. No one is going to spill the beans and make any trouble. Rather, my sister and I would like very much for you to spend an evening with us. Sound okay so far?"

Florence couldn't say anything. Never in her wildest dream did she ever think that Chris or Beverly would say anything to anyone. She surely didn't think that Chris would tell his mother about it. She had heard stories about the two gorgeous sisters some years ago but she didn't pay much attention to them. But they must have some kind of special arrangement if an eighteen-year-old can tell his mother about a wild sexual affair with two older women.

"Are you still there, Florence?"

"Yes," the librarian replied. "Yes, I'm still here. Go on please."

"Now that we have that out of the way I'd like to make a proposal to you," Margie continued. "My sister and I are hosting a very special party next Friday evening beginning at about eight o'clock or so. We would hope very, very much that you would agree to join us and our guests. May we plan on your being here?"

"What type of party are you planning?" the woman asked.

"Oh, I think that you have a pretty good idea, dear," Margie went on. "I can tell you that you will be thoroughly satisfied by the time the party breaks up. Is that enough of a temptation for you?"

"What will happen if I don't care to attend?" the woman asked.

"Let's not think of anything like that, Florence. You plan on being here with us and I will guarantee you that you can have Chris all to yourself for the first hour of the party. Does that sound inviting?"

"I have a hunch that I had better not refuse," Florence said. "What should I wear and should I bring anything?"

"Just bring yourself, dear," Margie answered. "And, so far as dress is concerned, you may dress any way you wish for you will be completely undressed very soon after your arrival."

"Fine, Margie," Florence replied. "You can expect me. I know where you live. I looked it up on Chris' school records last week."

"Wonderful, Florence," Margie said in conclusion. "My sister Ruby and I will look forward to meeting you with great expectancy. We hear that you have a very delightful pussy. Bye."

Florence hung up the phone and stared down at it. My God, she said to herself, I've been invited to participate in a full scale orgy. I should be a bit scared but I'm too excited to be afraid. This should be the thrill of a lifetime.

Margie looked over at her sister and made an "o" with her thumb and forefinger indicating that number two guest was in the bag.

"I'll let you call Kerry," Margie said. "How about if I contact Beverly?' "Sounds good," Ruby said. "I'll try him right about the time that he's due home from work. Why don't you call Beverly now?"

Ten minutes later Margie was able to tell her sister that guest number three was ready and excited. Of course, they still have to get Wanda and Chris involved when they returned home that afternoon but both women were certain that that would pose no problem whatsoever.

Later in the afternoon Ruby called Kerry and told him of their grandiose plans. Kerry was very receptive, of course, especially when he was titillated with the promise of two new pussies. He asked about Florence and Jeanne and wanted to know everything about them. Ruby told him as much as she knew and the handsome man answered that he could hardly wait for Friday evening to arrive.

That took care of everyone except the two youngest members of the group.

Wanda and Chris came home together and Ruby told them that she and Margie would like to talk with them as soon as dinner was finished. The two eighteen-year-olds looked at each other and shrugged. Neither of them had any plans on going out that evening so there would be no problem on being available.

When the kitchen was cleaned up and everything put away Margie asked the two young people to come into the living room. They all sat around waiting. Finally, Margie decided to begin.

"Ruby and I have some great news for you,'! she began. "Next Friday night we have a party planned and everyone whom we have invited has agreed to attend. The only remaining acceptances we have to get are from the two of you. What do you think?"

"Sounds great," Wanda said. "Who's gonna' be here?"

"I guess I should say first of all for your benefit, Wanda," the woman said, "that Kerry is going to be here. Need I say more?"

"You don't have to say any more for my benefit," Wanda replied, "but I guess that you'd better continue for my horny cousin here."

Chris reached over and playfully grabbed Wanda's firm, young breasts and gave a gentle squeeze. Wanda slapped his hands away.

"The other guests," Margie continued, "are Beverly, of course, Florence Coolidge and our young waitress friend, Jeanne Berson."

Chris perked up at the mention of Florence Coolidge's name. It drew a response from Wanda also.

"You mean," Wanda asked, "that you've invited the school librarian, Florence Coolidge?"

"Yes, dear," Margie replied. "Oh, I guess Chris forgot to tell you about her. Chris maybe you'd better fill Wanda in on your experience the other night."

"Okay," Chris answered. "I'll tell her when you've finished. How about this Jeanne Berson? Is she a hot number?"

"Sweetheart," his mother replied, "you know that she wouldn't be invited if she wasn't a hot number. She's the young woman who Ruby and I met last week. We told you about her. Remember, the one whose husband is in the service in Korea?"

"Oh, yeah," Chris said. "I remember now. Friday night huh?"

"Yes, Friday night at eight o'clock," Margie concluded. "Any other questions?"

She received two no answers so she got up and left the room.

After Margie departed Wanda turned to her cousin and asked him to tell her the story of Florence Coolidge. Chris told her the entire story beginning with Beverly's telling him that they were going over to Mrs. Coolidge's apartment to help move some furniture. He told her everything from that point on.

"How was she, cuz?" Wanda asked. "Was she a good fuck?"

"Better than you," Chris answered flippantly.

Wanda reached over and shoved him back against the cushion.

"Just for that, I'm gonna cut you off," the lovely young woman yelled at him. "No more for you from your willing cousin."

"Aw, Wanda," Chris moaned, "You know that I was only teasing. You know that you're a great fuck and that I don't prefer any pussy over yours, not even Margie or Ruby."

"I don't believe you," Wanda shot back. "I think you're just saying that so you'll be able to get into my pants again when no one else is available."

"Honest, Wanda," Chris said. "Let me prove it to you. Let me lick your sweet pussy right now."

"I don't know," Wanda replied. "I don't think that I should let you."

Chris got to his feet and quickly removed his cock. He moved over next to his attractive cousin and held it toward her mouth.

"Here," Chris said with excitement, "kiss it just once then let me eat you."

"I don't know," Wanda said. "I don't think I should."

The young woman began to feel the excitement rising, however, at the sight of the semi-rigid cock just inches away from her face. She reached up and wrapped her hand around the stalk and lightly squeezed it. Then she pulled it toward her and very gently placed her soft lips over the head of it. She sucked it then moved it slightly forward into her mouth so that she could twirl her tongue around the crown. Chris took a deep breath as the thrills provided by Wanda's mouth and tongue surged through him. He felt the fire begin in his groin. At that point he suddenly removed his cock from his lovely cousin's mouth and got down on the floor in front of her. He threw her skirt up into her lap and tugged at her bikini panties. She lifted her butt while Chris moved them down over her hips and then off her legs. Then he wrapped his arms around her lovely thighs and pulled her lower body toward him. When he had her positioned just so he lowered his head and buried his face between her thighs. He stuck out his tongue and worked it between her outer lips to the sensitive flesh hidden there. Wanda opened her mouth wide as Chris' tongue located all the right targets between her legs. He found her hard little clitoris and took control of it with his tongue. Wanda let out small, sharp noises as Chris nipped lightly on that sensitive little bud. Then he left that and inserted the tip of his tongue into her pussy. He moved it in as deeply as he could then moved it from side to side. Wanda almost passed out. She was a highly excitable, highly orgasmic young woman and she knew that she would be coming soon. Chris did not let up. The young man concentrated on his task and soon Wanda spilled her come down over his tongue. Chris continued to work on her so that none of the honey would escape his agile tongue. He lapped between her thighs and then kept his tongue poised at the opening of her twitching vagina. Wanda smiled.

Just when Wanda's orgasm arrived Margie and Ruby returned to the living room.

"You two," Ruby said playfully, "if you aren't fucking you're eating each other. Come up for air now, Chris, and help us plan our party. I guess we had best forget about Wanda for a while."

"What am I going to do with this, Ruby?" Chris asked while rising to his feet and directing his cock in her direction.

"Come right over here, handsome," the lovely woman replied. "Bring that adorable thing over here and I'll see if there isn't something that I can do about it."

Chris approached his attractive aunt while Margie sat smiling and watching. Ruby reached for the hard, slender object and looked it over. Then she moved her hand back and forth and watched the lonely little eye open and close. She then pulled him gently but firmly toward her and took him in her mouth. She sucked his cock deeply and moved her mouth forward. Chris almost lost his balance. Seeing her son nearly fall, Margie got up and moved over beside him. She held him while Ruby's mouth worked on him. Chris smiled at Margie and began toying with her attractive breasts while Ruby sucked his cock. He fondled her until her nipple hardened then he removed the ample breast from her low cut blouse and leaned down to suck on her. Margie smiled contentedly while her sister sucked. Soon Chris rose to his toes and gushed his seed into his aunt's mouth. Ruby sucked all the juice from her nephew's cock then released him.

Wanda had opened her eyes and smiled at the erotic scene across the room from her.