WHO'S ON FIRST ?

The four hot moms were seated together in the bleacher watching their sons play ball. None of them found the game all that interesting, they were just there to support their male child and the team. Watching a field full of new adolescent play pony league baseball in the summer heat can be a tedious liaison. They wanted their boys to win of course, and they often did, but their attentions were not always focused on the action on the subject area. They were usually staring at, and making comments about, the Whitney Moore Young Jr. man coaching the team.

The squad was good, in first-class honours degree place in their sectionalisation, which brought many of the parents and family penis and early spectators out to the games, so the crowds had grown with each victory. But the four hot mommy had been there from plot one and were always seated in a cluster of lawn chair a abruptly distance away from the bleachers. That way they could ascertain out the tutor and crap all of their versatile remarks, which were loaded with desire and lewdness and innuendo, and not be overheard.

The coach, named Augie, was a giving youth man in his mid-twenties. He was tall and narrowing and athletic, a former college baseball participant, with light, dirty-blond hair and baby drear eyes behind the sunglasses he constantly wore. The mom loved watching the smooth, agile way he moved around and peering at his ass, tightly wrapped inside his jean. Of path Augie had checked out the moms too. He had a heavily metre not looking at them. At their hot eubstance and firm mammilla and sweet stern, at every game, without husband, dressed in short shorts with halters and molded tops, smiling when he glanced their way. He kept his specter on, hoping they wouldn't see him sneaking peeks. But they knew.

The hot moms all had kidskin in their teens and were quite a bit elder than Augie. But that didn't stop them from wanting a piece of his Whitney Moore Young Jr. ass. Or at least talking about it.

Kayla was the least outspoken of the four of them. She was the newest summation to the pack, 34, recently separated from her husband, headed for divorce, and raising her son alone for the first clock time. She was black, with kinky, long black pilus, and was hot and horny. She watched Augie and hoped that he liked black women and ripple seat. Her son was Jaylan, the left fielder.

"If he likes the dark meat, girls, look out,"she said.

Donna was the youngest of the four at 32. She was half-Thai, a petite egg of blast with foresightful, square inglorious hair down to her fine, sonsy ass. She was married to a henpecked, pussy-whipped comptroller, and had had men outside of her marriage a few times, usually during tax season. She'd had her son Rocky, the endorsement baseman, at a untried age.

"Nah, lady friend, I bet he likes Asian girls and I hope he likes it rough. I'd like to sink my teeth into him,"she replied."Make him beg me to stop. Or beg me not to."

Janelle was the oldest of the four. She was 40, but didn't look it. She was a tall blond, a pro with a latent wild streak, hot and sexy and divorced. She had an on-again, off-again boyfriend, but she knew he was a nerd and was just for maintenance. The idea of taking Augie to bed was attractive to her, and in her brain, possible. Her son Jeff played substance field.

"I just want to nurse his shaft,"she said.

Lexi was a brunette, 35, also divorced, with a great, hard torso and an attitude to match. She was a country girl, a local anaesthetic rough-around-the-edges redneck, very uninhibited, and tattooed in a few places, some visible with her skimpy outfit on, and some not. Her son, Ronny Joe, was a big, lanky boy, and was the number one baseman.

Lexi and Janelle had met years before when they were both still married, and were tramp. They'd swapped husband three different time before the guy wire said they wanted to see the wives getting it on. So Lexi and Janelle hopped into bed and went at it, and got into it pretty honest. One thing led to another and soon the men were jerking off and blowing each other. Janelle and Lexi had an affair. The hubbies had their own thing going. divorce ensued. Janelle and Lexi had been tight ever since, and although they both liked men, they still took a roll in the hay together every now and then.

"Janelle, how about you take care of his front while I take guardianship of his fanny ?"Lexi said."He won't know if he's coming or going."

All four moms laughed loudly, attracting the annoyed aid of nearby watcher. It was a important moment in a close up biz, so they shut up and settled down to follow. They knew their barque were worse than their bites, and figured it was in all likelihood none of them would end up in the sack with Augie. But it was fun imagining what they'd each do with him if they had the chance. And they each wondered, if it were potential, which of them would be first ?

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"Hey, Coach !"Janelle called. It was a week later, after a close victory, and the team and coach and watcher were walking across the playing area to their cars.

"birdsong me Augie,"he said, smiling, as she strode up beside him.

"okey. Augie,"she said."Augie, I was wondering. Uh, the season is over soon, and I was thinking that maybe you'd like to have a party for the team. It's been such a goodness season and all, and I think everyone would enjoy it. And if you are interested, I'd like to offer to host the party at my house."

"Really ? You'd do that ?"

"Yes. I have a beautiful backyard with a syndicate, Jacuzzi, a barbecue pit, and plenty of space for other natural action. I think it would be a nice thing to do, and the nestling and parents could celebrate our successful season. I know it would be well-attended."

Augie liked Janelle, thought she was hot as coal. He'd had an encounter with her years before, when they both had different lives, but he knew now that she didn't remember him. It was seven years before, and they were both much different then. She didn't recognize him with his shorter hair and dark glasses. But he could never have forgotten her. It was one crazy, delightful Night and he'd learned a lot. In fact, it had been a turning gunpoint in his life.

"I think that's a bully melodic theme,"he said."And that's very generous of you. When were you thinking ? We still have four games to work, and then the playoffs."

"After the playoffs, of course. Why don't you come over to my house. You can see the layout and we can plan it together. And I'm sure enough some of the other parents would be glad to pitch in and help."

Augie agreed, and they arranged it. He knew there was no rattling rationality for him to preview the place, but he wasn't going to twist down a opportunity to get one-on-one with Janelle again. They would fill on Saturday good afternoon. That gave Janelle a few days to order to consume Jeff shipped off to his father or a friend's house on Saturday. If she was going to try to get in the coach's trouser, she didn't want to have her son hanging around.

-- --

"Janelle, you sly petty fox, you,"Lexi said."You're fixin'to make that boy, aren't ya ?"

Lexi's twang surfaced whenever she was excited. Janelle had just told her about the company planning party she had set up for Saturday.

"If he doesn't score me first,"Janelle said.

"You may need some help, daughter. I could hail over if you like. We can tag-team him."

"Thanks, but no, I'm flying solo this time, honey. But I'll keep that in mind."

-- --

Janelle had suggested to Augie that they meet in the late afternoon on Sabbatum, and they agreed to four o'clock. She said that way it wouldn't interfere with any design they might have for that day, but her real reason was because it would be getting on glad minute, and she thought a couple drinkable would loosen them up.

Augie arrived at her home at a short after four. Janelle had left a tone taped to the nominal head door that said to come right in, she was in the backyard by the pool. So he opened the door and entered. He walked past the living room and kitchen to french doors that opened onto the covered patio out back. He walked out and saw Janelle seated at a black rod atomic number 26, glass-topped tabular array, a roof fan rotating above her. On the table was a legal pad, pens, what appeared to be a couple magazines, an ice bucket, two tall plastic tumbler and a sweaty hurler of some lucky beverage.

"Augie ! Right on time,"Janelle said, and rose to greet him. She grabbed his script and squeezed them, a sturdy grip. She was on her second drink already. Liquid courage.

She looked hot as the pits, Augie view. Her blond hair was was freshly frizzed, and she wore a lacy, v-neck beach cover-up over a black two-piece swimsuit, and was barefoot. He knew she had a mythical body, he thought she'd look neat in a potato sack. But the disastrous suit behind the sheer, white cover was aphrodisiac as hell.

"Have a rear,"she said, pulling a chair out for him. She poured him a drink."And have a Vodka Cooler. These gustatory perception capital on a warm afternoon like this."

"goodness,"he said, after taking a sip. His eyes panned around, glancing at the pool, the fountain, the Jacuzzi, the brick barbecue, the huge potted palms."Wow, Janelle, you have a beautiful backyard."

"Thank you. I think we can possess a great party and it will be fun for everyone, the small fry and parents alike, don't you think ?"

Augie agreed, and took another beverage. He wished he'd worn his shades. It was hard to continue his eyes off of Janelle's tits.

"And I have a rec way downstairs, with a pond tabular array, dart circuit board and video secret plan. I'll show you that later if you like."

Augie nodded, took another sip. His cup was already half-empty, so Janelle picked up the pitcher and topped it off. Hers too.

They got down to business organisation planning the party. Janelle had planned it out in advance. She already had worked out the day, the time, the computer menu, the particular. Augie loved that, because what the pit did he know about political party planning for a bunch of kids ? So he nodded, went along with all of it, and when he asked about how a lot it would cost, she told him it would cost him cypher. She had already talked to some parents who loved the idea and had agreed to pitch in to hatch the costs and assist with all of the logistics. They didn't think Augie should pay a dime because he had volunteered his time from spring through summertime, coaching their sons, had done a hoot respectable job at it, and their boys were better because of it. They didn't want Augie to have to do a thing. They wanted to do it as a Thank You.

Augie was touched, his center watered."I'll get a cake,"he croaked.

Janelle smiled."Okay. You can impart a cake."

In to a lesser extent than an hour the plan were done and the mound was running on empty.

"deprivation to take up a dip ?"Janelle asked.

"Uh, I don't know,"Augie replied."I didn't bring a suit."

"Doesn't matter."

He looked around."What about Jeff ?"

"He's off to a ally's theatre. Won't be back until tomorrow. It's just us."She let that knack there, looking him in the oculus."Or,"she continued,"Why don't we sit in the Jacuzzi ? It's very relaxing. Tell you what. You get comfortable in the Jacuzzi while I get us some more drinks. I'll union you in a couple minutes."

She rose from the table, picked up the mound and turned and headed toward the kitchen. Augie admired the silhouette of her ass and upper thighs behind her translucent wrap as she walked. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his shirt, then he stood and took off his pants. He folded his clothes and put them on the chairperson. With his boxers on, he walked to the tub and lowered himself into it. The coolheaded water surrounded his body and sweaty balls and felt magnificent after sitting at the table in the gluey heat. He sat back and relaxed as the sun began to sink behind the position of the house, slowly bringing shade to the pool area.

Soon Janelle strode back across the patio with another twirler, picked up the cups from the board and came to the Jacuzzi. Augie was beaming when she'd suggested more drinks because they tasted cracking and were going down easy. And it was turning their merging into a political party. And the way matter were shaping up, maybe more than that.

Janelle poured the drinks, iced with square block, into both tumbler pigeon, handing one to Augie. She put the ewer down on the edge of the tub.

"A toast,"she said, raising her spyglass."To a Hell of a coach, a hell of a team, and what I'm sure will be a hell of a party."They drank."Here, hold this."

She handed her drinking to Augie. Then she shed her lacy cover-up and tossed it on the deck. Augie had to take in an feat to keep his tongue from hanging out. Her black suit looked flummox with her bronzed peel as a backdrop. He eyed her top, bulging with tits and pointed pap, and her rump, a V-shape tapered to her twat, as she climbed into the tub beside him. She turned the jets on low, and took her drink from Augie.

They sipped their drinks, getting comfortable, not saying anything for a metre. When their drink were down to half-full, Augie topped them off.

"Ah, this is nice,"he said.

"Yes it is. I never get tired of it."Another silent pause. Then :"I'm gladiola you came over, Augie. I think the party will be a blast. And you and the son deserve it. You have done a wonderful job with the team this year."

"Thank you,"he said awkwardly.

"And throwing this party was a cracking idea for another reason,"she said, taking a gulp.

"Really ? What's that ?"

"It was a ingenious way for me to get the two of us alone."

There it was, Augie thought. This lady doesn't tidy sum around. She was no Irish bull seven days ago, and she's no Irish bull now. They both turned slightly, their eyes connected.

"Worked like a charm,"Augie said softly.

"Do you have a girlfriend, Augie ?"

"Nope."

"Do you like older cleaning woman ?"

"Yep. I'm in a Jacuzzi with a pretty hot one right now."

Janelle smiled."How old are you ?"

"XXVI. And-a-half."He smiled back at her.

She laughed."You are so cute. I'm forty. That doesn't infliction you ?"

"Janelle, I'm in your Jacuzzi with you. We're half-naked and drinking vodka. What do you think ?"

"I think maybe we should do something about the half contribution,"she said, with a sly smile."kiss me."

He did, and there was nothing treat about it. Her lips were soft and supple and sucked him in. Their tongues flicked and licked and dug deep. The candy kiss lingered on. When it finally ended, they paused, eyes-to-eyes, then quickly dive in for seconds. Augie's hands soon went to work, settled on a white meat and a tush. Janelle slipped a hand between his thigh, found what she was looking for and held it as they kissed. She felt it produce in her grasp. The kiss was long, intense, as they groped.

"I've fantasized about fucking you,"Janelle said, with a gasp.

"Well, you talked me into it,"Augie said, with a rasp.

"Up here."

Janelle tapped her fingerbreadth on the ledge on one English of the tub, about halfway up. Augie scooted up and sat on it as Janelle spun around on her knees to face him.

"Let's train these off,"she said.

She slipped her fingers inside the rubber band waistline of his underpants and pulled them down and off, and tossed them on the pack of cards. The water line was now caressing Augie's globe and his cock was fully erected, and it was barely out of the weewee when Janelle took it into her mouth.

Augie groaned. He felt her hands on him, caressing his ballock and ass. He held her head as it bobbed and his putz slid in and out of it. Soon he was thrusting, fucking her face.

His unscathed cock disappeared into her mouth, and reappeared, over and over. Augie was amazed at the easiness with which she throated him, in and out, smooth as silk. Her fingertips and nails played on his hardening nuts. He reached behind her back and unhooked her bikini top, took her breasts in his work force. Her nipples were hard and enlarged between his fingers.

His sleeve were extended as he felt her up and fucked her mouth at the same sentence, and cock and mouth worked in thoroughgoing sync. Then one of his pokes was a tad too overweening, and with his dick fully inserted into Janelle's mouth, his stub slipped off the ledge. He sank like a stone and he yowled when her teeth scraped along his tenderized lance and pinched the school principal on the way down.

His ass hit can, and his cock and musket ball collided with Janelle's thighs, who was on her stifle between his wooden leg. She didn't miss a cadence. With quick finesse she raised up, pulled her bikini tail to the side and lowered herself onto him. Her bitch enveloped his cock, her brawn tightened around it, and she started bouncing. okay, Augie thought. Fucking underwater is good.

But not that beneficial. Something was missing, the sensation was different. So he grabbed her behind with both mitt, rose up, turned around, and parked her ass on the ledge. He ripped her thong off and started fucking her like it was their last day on Earth.

Augie was banging her with abandon, hoping he didn't throw his back out. Janelle was squalling as he pummeled her, and her ass was being squished against the lip of the tub. He plunged his lingua into her mouth to tranquillize her. The neighbors might hear.

She came before he did, and she almost bit his glossa when she did. She squealed, only half-muffled, and her consistency shook like a nag at a dog food factory.

"Oh shit !"she exclaimed loudly."Oh fuck."

Janelle's jizz flowed into the bubbly tub. She finally stopped vibrating, he pulled out."Did you come ?"she asked.

"Not yet,"he said.

"You will soon."

She slipped her hands into his armpit and pulled upward, and he stood up before her. The water was up to his thighs, and with her tooshie on the ledge, her grimace and his just putz were at the Same level. She pulled him closer, wrapped her lip around his cock and resumed the blowjob she'd been giving him when he slipped off the ledge.

Standing in movement of Janelle, Augie watched, mesmerized, as his cock glided in and out of her agile mouth. He fondled her breast, felt her ribbon working his clod and a fingertip creeping into his ass. He swung his seawall to match her. It wouldn't take long.

Augie was slamming her pretty thoroughly, but Janelle's mouth held tight. She had a steadying grasp with a handful of scrotum and a digit up his ass, and was determined to pay him the best blowjob of his young living. She wanted to sample his cum.

So she did. She heard a low, airy moan and knew he was about to blurt out. She rammed her finger all the way in and held a rump cheek in her other hired man, and sucked with all her strength. He groaned again, louder.

"Here I come,"he said, with petty breathing time, and his body shook and his genu knocked as his cum rose up and out in charge up spurts.

Janelle felt his cum jettison into the back of her mouth, then again, several Sir Thomas More meter. It was a major load, and it was laborious to live with with a big dick in her mouth. Once he'd given her his all, she backed off, swallowed what she could, tasted the rest, and swallowed again, with semen oozing out of the quoin of her mouth.

"Holy whoreson,"Augie moaned."Incredible."

Without hesitation, he knelt between her legs. He wanted to eat her neat, scented pussy, and he knew how she liked it. He spread her legs, squeezed her ass with both mitt. He pressed his facial expression into her genital organ and slipped a finger into her ass. He put his mouth on her stiffened clit. And with his lips surrounding it, making a business firm, cushioned seal between his mouth and her lush figure, he sucked.

"Oh My God !"Janelle shrieked, almost a vociferation, at that first contact.

Augie sucked it, and gently tongued it between his brim.

"Yes !"she said excitedly."That's it. rightfulness there."

He kept at it, over and over, as Janelle squirmed and moaned, and he would keep on to do so until she had another sexual climax. Which he knew she would, and would soon.

"Oh shit,"she barked."Yes. There. Just like that."

It wouldn't be more than another couple minute of arc. Janelle's body was convulsing like a willow in the wind and her cunt was about to explode.

"I'm gon na come again,"she hissed."I'm gon na come big."

Augie breathed in a deep lungful of air through his olfactory organ and took one hold up long, nonstop tycoon sucking. He sucked the cum right out of her and took it in the expression. Her body writhed as she came, her ass slithered in his hands. When her release was over her spasms abated, and with her body wonderfully expend, she pulled his psyche up from between her stage. Their lips met and spread apart, their cum-flavored natural language dove together, and they kissed deeply and long. As the osculation was ending, just before Janelle was about to let her soundbox go under back into the depth of the tub, she felt him enter her.

Augie wasn't through, he wanted to fuck her again. His cock was again at its wide, so he slipped it between her pussy lips and rammed it menage, and screwed her hard until he expelled a load of cum into her.

-- --

"shit, Augie, that was amazing,"Janelle said."looking like coaching baseball game is not your only talent."

They were still in the Jacuzzi, skin-to-skin, sipping the drinks Augie had refilled.

"I think you are the amazing one. You are fucking sexy as hell."

"Well, I have to tell you,"she said."I knew I wanted you, and I was pretty sure it would be good. But damn, boy, you are really estimable. I can't remember the last time I felt so completely fucked. And where did you teach to eat pussy like that ?"

Augie wasn't sure if the question was rhetorical, so he took his time, sipped his beverage. Then he said :"From you."

Janelle lifted her head from his shoulder and looked up at him."Say what ?"

"You taught me."

"I taught you ?"Janelle said, confused."Taught you what ?"

"You don't think me,"he said."But I remember you. I could never forget."

Janelle sat up, turned to him."I don't know what you're talking about."

"It was seven years ago,"Augie said."I was home for the summertime after my sophomore class in college. It was a Fri night. I met you at a bar that's not there anymore, on the westward slope, it was called Anastasia's. I had on black jean and a empurple east Carolina tee shirt, and you wore a racy skirt with a clean blouse, your hairsbreadth was little, a wavelike bob or something like that, and you looked hot as hell. We were flirting a footling. I couldn't believe you were paying attention to me, being vernal, but I was high on the thought of it. We hit it off, you invited me back to your seat and I followed you menage. It wasn't this position though, it was a townhouse. We had sex. And you taught me how to eat pussy."

Janelle got pilomotor reflex when he mentioned the name of the bar. She remembered the Night. It was the simply time she'd ever been to the property. She'd gone there because no one would know her, and she had to be discreet. The place had a jr. clientele and she thought maybe she could connect with some young studhorse for an insouciant one-nighter. She was separated from her husband, headed for divorce, her son was spending the weekend with Dad. And she was horny.

"No,"she said.

"The townhouse was in a complex out by the old shopping centre. Don't remember the street but the home figure was 256. There was not very much furniture, but there was a organisation bed in a bedroom and a gang of loge stacked. You made it clear it was one night only. You took electric charge, you took me to bed and you showed me how you like it. I've never forgotten what you taught me, I've been doing it ever since. And I've never had any complaints."

Janelle was shocked."That was you ? His epithet wasn't Augie. It was, uh, what was it…"

"Gus. It's a nickname, just like Augie. My given name is Augustus, which I always hated. I had long hair then, was skinnier, and a eonian three or four-day beard. And no sunglasses."

"Oh My God,"Janelle said, her hand covering her gaspy back talk."You must opine I'm awful."

"I don't think you're awful. Why would I think that ?"

"Because I did that. It was seven geezerhood ago, right ? I was 33, and you were what, 19 ? To pick up a college kid in a bar and take him home like that."

"seminal fluid on, Janelle. We were just two citizenry who met, the timing was right, we clicked and we went with it,"Augie said.

Janelle was silent for a mo. She was thinking back, and it was coming back.

"That was a rough time for me,"she said, shaking her drumhead, looking down at the roiling weewee and holding his hand, embarrassed."I was separated from my husband, we were getting a divorce, I was taking anxiety Master of Education. The townhouse was a renting property we owned and were getting ready to sell. Jeff was with his Father for the weekend. I had motivation, I was out of it, I was lonely. I'm sorry."

Augie kissed her on her os frontale."Don't be good-for-naught,"he said."It was one of the outdo nights of my life."

-- --

It was a sticky Friday dark in August. Gus had worked two business all summer, a day job as a carpenter's helper and a parttime gig at an athletic shoe store. After he had wrapped up his final stage calendar week on the day job, he and his old pal Marty played racquetball at the Y, and after their showers decided to go tip a few. Gus and Marty were secure buds from for the first time grade through twelfth, then went off to different colleges. Gus was a few daytime away from heading back to the university for his third-year year, and this would be the in conclusion time they would see each other for a while. With their cook IDs in hand, they headed to Anastasia's, where the beer was moth-eaten and the pitchers were cheap.

The office had a horseshoe bar and booths along two walls. Gus and Marty found two stools on one bend of the horseshoe and ordered a pitcher of beer. When the pitcher arrived they filled their fool and took healthy gulps, and the dusty brew tasted great after an hour of racquetball. They scanned the way, looking for masses they knew, not finding any. But as they talked, Gus caught the eye of an attractive older woman sitting a few stools away on the shoe twist. He had a good three-quarter view, not from the side and not full front.

She had abruptly, rippled blonde hair, and wore a smart byplay courtship. She must get come from her job, Gus thought, a managing director of some office or something. She was with another char, unseasoned, probably having a beverage after work. Sharing a carafe of white wine.

The cat went through the first pitcher, and ordered a instant. But after another fifteen minutes, Marty said he had to go. He was running late, his girlfriend was texting him and would probably be pissed. He left Gus with half a pitcher.

Gus stayed. He wasn't going to neutralise the beer, and he wanted to keep his eye on that charwoman over there who was glancing his way, smiling at him, and making eye physical contact. He had a slight bombilation by now and no plans for the night. Could he actually hook up with an sometime, twist lady like her ? Be cool, he thought. Just be cool.

The ripple-haired blond had noticed him checking her out. Pretty good, she thought, he's cute, he'll do. She looked him in the eye a twain times, smiled at him, gave him a wink.

Gus could secernate by their body language that the older woman and the younger woman weren't secure friends or anything. They talked, but stiffly, without a good deal enthusiasm. He sipped his beer, watched them patiently. The Friday night customers started slowly rolling in.

The unseasoned gal swigged the last of her second drink and picked up the chit in movement of her. She opened her purse and put some billhook on the bar. She said something to Blondie, stood up, and headed to the restroom. Blondie took a sip from her wineglass, which was running low, and turned her head toward him, looked him in the eye.

This is it, Gus thought, my opportunity. Do I go for it, or wimp out ? The place was filling up. It was yes or no, do or die, now or never.

"Excuse me,"Gus said to the bartender, who was fortunately nearby."That blond lady there. Do you know her epithet ?"He nodded in her direction.

The barkeep took a quickly look at her, shook his read/write head and said,"Never seen her before. Why ?"

"Just odd. She's pretty hot, don't ya think ?"

The bartender was a poor, round guy with a bushy brown mustache, probably in his forties. He smiled, thought this youth guy was a piece of work."Don't you think she may be a short mature for you ?"

Gus shrugged his shoulders. He'd had one experience with an older cleaning woman off at college, a baseball groupie who lived close to campus and came to every dwelling game. What the Scheol, he was going to take a shot.

"Serve her another a drink on me, tell her it's from Gus, and what is her name ? But lend me a shooter of Jack Daniel's first."He slid a twenty across the bar.

"Okay, glossy,"the bartender said with a jape, taking the bill."honorable luck."

The shot was in front of him in XXX seconds. He downed it, chased it with tepid beer, then watched as the blond's fellow traveler returned from the wash room and said her goodbye. As she departed, the bartender didn't miss a beat. He put a fresh, make full wineglass in forepart of the blond, spoke to her briefly and pointed at him.

"Thank you, Gus !"she called,"I'm Janelle,"loud enough for anyone nearby to discover. She raised her spyglass, said"sunshine !"and took a sip.

Gus raised his mug, gave her his shit-eatingest grin, and took a gulp of beer. He was trying to adjudicate what to do next when she gave him a little finger wave.

"Your friend left, my ally left, care to join me, honey ?"Janelle said, tapping on the bar in front of the stool next to her. The Valium and the wine were talking and she wanted to aim this kid home.

Gus didn't hesitate. He left the tender pitcherful sitting on the bar, called for a cold one and sidled over to Janelle and sat beside her.

They talked, awkwardly at first, but their conversation soon smoothed out and moved on. He was getting served, so she assumed he was at least blackjack. They ordered refills of their drinks, and occasionally touched each other as they conversed. He touched her hired hand, she touched his, her hand brushed his second joint, his arm nudged hers. The bar became noisy, filled with a robustious Friday night crowd.

"You come here often ?"Augie said, instantly kicking himself. He couldn't think of anything else at the moment.

"No, it's my first meter,"Janelle replied, not adding that she had come there hoping to line up a young guy and get laid."How about you ?"

"Nah. Played racquetball with my pal. We came here for a beer afterwards, and I won't see him for a while."

"Really ? Why's that ?

"I'm leaving next week. Going back to college."

Perfect, Janelle thought."Hey,"she said, her mouth close to his ear."Wan na shove off this spliff and find someplace a little more private ?"

Gus didn't have to intend about it. He wouldn't have to frighten off up his nerve either, she was making it easy for him. This noblewoman doesn't sight around.

"Sure,"he said."Where to ?"

"I know a place."She took a final drink of wine."Follow me."

They walked outside and got in their cars. Gus followed Janelle down the highway for a stat mi or so, passed the mall and turned into a townhouse community. Janelle pulled into the driveway of an end unit of measurement, he saw the family numeral 256 above the nominal head door and stenciled on the curb. Gus parked in a Edgar Albert Guest maculation across the specify street.

Janelle fumbled through some keys, chose one but it didn't work."Shit,"she said, and tried another. The thirdly one was the right one. They entered, she flipped on a light, closed the doorway. Gus looked around. The position was sparsely render and had some repositing boxes stacked here and there. Janelle tossed the tonality on a table. She'd left her purse locked in the car.

"Is this your house ?"Gus asked.

"We own it, but I don't live here,"she said."I'm going through a divorce. This place is marital property, so we'll be selling it soon."She took a step toward him, close to him now, their toes touching, face-to-face. She wore hound so they were about the same height."The kitchen is plain, so I don't have anything to extend you. Except me. But then, that's why you followed me here, isn't it ?"

Gus swallowed air, nodded. There she is again, he thought, Miss No-Bullshit. His willy wiggled.

"Good,"she said, putting her hands on his shoulder and staring into his eyes."But we have to get something straight, right away. My sprightliness is much too complex these sidereal day, I'm going through a divorce, so I still have a husband and own to be discreet. I have a child, and a life history, I can't have an affair. This is one metre only, okay ?"

"That's fine,"Gus croaked."I'm going back to school succeeding week anyhow."

"Yes. That's one of the understanding why I chose you. That, plus the fact that you are a cutey pie. Kiss me."

He put his lips to hers and they melded into one fleshy mint, and soon their mouths opened and their tongues took over. He tasted wine, she tasted a vestige of bourbon. Their blazon wrapped around their backrest tightly, their bodies pressed together. Gus felt her tit firm against his bureau like smoke, Janelle pushed her mole against his hardening prick. For a first osculation, it was a pretty long one, but when it ended they both knew it had been a damn goodness one.

"Nice,"she said softly. Her blue eyes locked onto his."You don't have any foul college diseases I should hump about, do you ?"

"Nope. Clean as a whistle. I play on the baseball team. We get physicals twice a year, they test us for everything."

She took his hand and led him to the sea captain bedchamber. She flipped a switch and the room lit up.

The sleeping room wasn't that big, and furnished only with a double bed in a face frame, a Night tabular array and a dressing table with the drawers open, vacuous. There was no lamp, only an command processing overhead igniter on a ceiling fan that was turning slowly. Janelle pulled the strand hanging there, killing the light but leaving the fan on. Then she opened the subterfuge on the double windowpane, and slim striptease of light from the streetlamp outside swept across the room. Enough light to see sufficiency, but not enough to see too much. Eerie, Gus thought. plastic film Noir.

Janelle turned to him and said,"Get undressed, I'll be right back."She walked into the side by side bathroom and closed the doorway. Gus took off his clothes, folded them and placed them on the dresser. Her candor was intimidating and sexy at the same time. He got into bed. His dick stayed stiff with anticipation.

He listened. He couldn't hear practically, but he did take heed the privy hot flash and the spigot running. He closed his oculus, pictured her sitting on the john, pissing, wiping, washing her hands. He stroked himself.

The toilet door opened. He saw her naked for a divide secondment before she flipped off the fluorescent luminousness above the sink. What a good looking woman, he thought. She came to bed and lay beside him, then into his arms. They kissed.

It was another barn-burner. As their tongues moshed and their oral fissure sucked, their hands started working overtime. Janelle wrapped her arms around him, stroked his back, fingered his longish tomentum and fondled his muscly butt. Gus had handfuls of tit and ass. Her nipples were like Saratoga chip of granite.

Before retentive Gus was sucking her granite fries into his mouth, and Janelle was moaning and chewing his hair. She felt his hand slipperiness between her legs, and moaned as his fingers entered her. She groped for his tool but she couldn't reach it.

She put her hand to her genitals, held his hand and gnashed her twat onto it, pushed his finger deeper inside her. She was good and wet and felt his teeth surround her exit nipple as he sucked on it. She pulled his promontory up to hers, rammed her natural language into his mouth.

"You want my slit ?"she asked softly, her human face flush up to his. He nodded and mumbled a yes."unspoilt. You're getting some tonight."Another buss, then :"Go down on me."

Down he went. In no clip his head was between her splayed legs, and he was kissing her thighs, licking her labia, jabbing his knife into her. Janelle reached down to her swollen button, put her finger on it. Gus took the hint.

"Here,"she said.

He licked it, sucked it briefly, licked it again. Janelle held his head in her hands.

"Put your tongue on it,"she said. He did."Now, put your lip around it, seal it in."He did that too."That's good. Now suck on it, not too hard."He did."That's it, like that, that's good."

She rocked her crotch gently, pushing her clit into him, fucking his mouth. She was breathing harder, faster, holding his head truelove as she ground her heap into his brass, getting closer, wanting to come up, needing it.

Gus backed off, took a breath, licked her allow lip.

"No !"Janelle exclaimed, digging her painted nails into his scalp, pressing his face against her snatch."Stay on it, go on your lips around it, suck it, don't blow on it, don't let the air hit it."

He took it back into his mouth, his clapper cushioning it, his lip surrounding it, keeping it warm and wet. He sucked gently, felt her workforce in his hair's-breadth and on his berm as her body squirmed. She grabbed his right mitt, which was clasped around her left hand tit, and brought it to her mouth.

"That's it, Gus. Like that. Keep doing that. Don't stop."

With one script still on his head, she took his middle finger into her sass all the way and sucked on it, licked it, moved it around, surrounded it with saliva. Took it out of her mouth, swung it around behind her, pressed his finger to her butthole.

"pin it in my ass,"she said."And keep doing what you're doing with your rima oris. Yes, just like that. Damn that's good, uh huh."She flinched only slightly when she felt his finger dig into her.

He kept doing what she asked him to do. nurse her clit, licked it, tasted her oozy recoil, finger-reamed her posterior. He felt her slit mashing against his aspect and her shit pinching his finger.

"Oh God, yes !"she blurted, and fucked his mouth harder."I'm coming…"

She exploded into his aspect. Her consistence coil and her pegleg flailed and her nails dug into his flesh. Gradually her throes slowed and diminished. He removed his case from her crotch and his fingerbreadth from her ass. She pulled his foreland up to hers and kissed him, a ten-second tongue twister.

"nookie me,"she said.

He banged her as hard as he could without getting dizzy, and her puss squeezed his hammer in stark rhythm method. She came again, he knew by her body spasms, and then he had his own orgasm and dumped a longsighted mountain range of sperm into her.

"That was expert,"Janelle said, after a few min of placidity. Then she got up, went to the bathroom, cleaned up. come back out dressed, thanked him, said it was time to go.

Gus knew he had done effective. Not only did she arrive, but she came twice. Came big. That's the destination isn't it, to realise the lady come ? And he'd learned a few deterrent example in the process. Lessons he wouldn't forget.

-- --

"Do you think back a great deal about that night ?"Augie asked, draining his beverage and reaching for more.

"Not a lot of particular,"Janelle said."Like I said, my living was in turmoil at the sentence. But I do remember that the first kiss was a pleasant surprisal. I thought it went really well considering you were so young. I remember having a distich orgasms."

Distant thunder growled. It started to rain, and soon was coming down hard. They grabbed what they could and ran inside. They ate sandwiches, then fucked again on the sofa in the living room. Janelle's phone rang at around nine o'clock and she disappeared naked into the succeeding room to study the phone call. Augie waited a few minutes, then dressed and let himself out without saying bye-bye. He realized later that he'd left his skivvies out in her backyard on the rain-puddled deck.

-- --

"What happened to you final Nox ?"Janelle asked, the succeeding day on the phone.

"I waited a few minutes, but it seemed like you might be on the phone for a while. So I left,"Augie said.

"Sorry about that. It was my sister. She had a fight with her husband and I had to calm her down."

"No problem."

"You left your underwear."

"I know. I realized that later."

"Good matter I found it before Jeff did."

"Right. Sorry about that. I guess I'll need to see you again."

"goodness idea. We both should take in charge of our needs."

-- --

"He was incredible. Fucking amazing."

Janelle was on the telephone with Lexi, telling her about her meeting with Augie, the political party architectural plan, and what happened afterward.

"And I'll tell you something else, girl,"Janelle continued."That boy can eat some pussy. I came like a fall apart dam. And such toughness. Like fucking a wild animal."

"God, you're getting me wet,"Lexi said.

"Did I ever tell you about the fourth dimension I took that college kid home, had my way with him, back when I was going through my divorce ?"

"Only five or six times. Why ?"

"That kid was Augie."

-- --

It was not that easy for Janelle and Augie to hook up. Janelle had a teenaged son she had to work around, as well as their jobs, the praxis, and the games.

They did manage one tryst. She called Augie on a Thursday eve and he was at home, reading an Elmore Leonard. He said to come on over. Ten moment later she rang his Vanessa Stephen. She came inside and they undressed each former on the way to his bedroom. She sucked his tool, and environ his gong again. He ate her pussy until she came, ringing her chime. Then they fucked until their Vanessa Stephen rang again, in unison. Forty-five minutes, she was back out the door.

The team played their last few games, won their division and then the playoffs. The team party at Janelle's theater was a huge winner. Augie thought he might go to bed with Janelle afterwards, but it didn't work out that way. There were too many kids and parents hanging around and lingering. But he did savour flirting with some of the other ma when their son weren't close by.

"You know, I'm not the only mom that has had their eye on you,"Janelle said to him at one point.

"Really ? Who else ?"he asked.

"well, Lexi, for one. And Kayla just got classify, so she's interested. And Donna too. She has a husband at menage but that wouldn't stop her. Think about it. You could throw it all, Augie : A blond, a brunet, an Asian and an Ebony."She winked at him.

"Maybe we should set up a five-way,"he said with a chuckle, as he scanned the backyard.

She smiled and tilted her head."You think you could handle that ?"

"I dunno. Be fun to try."

Janelle laughed, and winked at him again. She didn't know about the others, but she knew Lexi would be up for it.

-- --

By winning the playoff, the team qualified for the regional tournament, and would be playing a best-two-out-of-three serial publication against a squad from another district. The games would be played at an old, underused Army base that was about a two hour ride away. The son and coaches would continue in barracks and eat at the mess hall hall and could walk to and from the ballpark. nearly of the parents got hotel rooms nearby.

The start biz was Saturday afternoon. The weather was hot and humid and shed light on, and the squad lost a pissed one, 6-5. The boys were bummed out, but not discouraged, because they knew they had played pretty well. But they knew they were in a trap. To win the series they would give birth to sweep a doubleheader on Sunday.

After the male child had dinner party and settled into the barracks for the Night, Augie left the team in the hands of his assistant four-in-hand, a dad that had helped him throughout the season. Janelle had told him that they were all staying at the vacation Inn right outside the fundament entryway, and invited him over. They would meet in the sofa, and they could all relax, political party a little, or cry in their beers, or whatever. It was the whatever that Augie was looking forward to.

The moms had a table against the wall. They didn't hitch seated for long. There was a deejay performing requests, and they were dancing most of the time. Coming in, Augie was unsure how to act because he figured that the others knew he'd slept with Janelle. But he also figured they knew they were not exclusive. His awkwardness eroded in a beat. He hadn't been there two minutes before Lexi took his handwriting and yanked him out onto the dance floor.

Lexi looked hot as lava, sexy as hell, but she looked hard too, like you could impinge on a equal on her. Her glowering hair was pulled back, and her tight impertinence and made-up eyes sucked him right in. Her body was contract, her tits were firm, and her jeans were skintight, coating her her ass and crotch like blusher. And she knew how to rock it. Soon she was bumping him, and grinding him, then after two tunes of their sweaty sweat, came a dull dance. She smelled howling, Augie thought, like a fresh carnation right out of the fridge. He held her, she held him, and as they danced her knee would slip between his branch and her tits pressed against his stomach. At the end of the Song dynasty she thanked him, and kissed him daintily on his mouth.

He danced with Janelle too. She didn't shake her booty quite like Lexi, but she knew she didn't have to. She'd already fucked him, and although it was tacit, they both knew they would sleep together again. They slow-danced on a tune as well, and kissed through some of it.

Augie was walking back to the table, covered in sweat, when Donna grabbed his hand and hauled him back out on the saltation trading floor. But it didn't go too well. In fact, they didn't even clear it through the first song. They were dancing to an upbeat tune, making oculus, when Donna bent forward and bit him on his shoulder through the framework of his shirt. It wasn't any pup nip either, she dug in pretty sound, and Augie yelped like a sick mutt. ‘ Yeow, what the hell was that ? ’, he blurted, bewildered and rubbing his shoulder joint. They kept dancing, and she kept the coy smile on her boldness, but a minute later she did it again. She threw her head down quick against him and sunk her teeth into the lithe flesh at the home of his neck opening, deeper this clip. The pain in the neck was crying and that was enough for Augie. He pushed her away, asked what the fucking was she doing, and headed for the men's room, cursing to himself. He nursed the puffy, red wheal she'd left him with. To hell with that mad bitch, he thought.

He got a cold beer and sat back down at the table. Janelle and Lexi were there, but no star sign of Donna.

"What's the matter ?"Janelle asked."Donna left in a huff."

"She left in a huff ? I should be the one going away in a huff,"he said.

"What happened ?"Lexi asked.

"She bit me. Twice !"He showed them the damage.

"Ooh,"they cooed in unison.

"Wacky, sicko kinky Asian shit, I guess,"he said, shivering."Ugh."

The three of them didn't say anything for minute or two, they just sipped their potable, listened to the music and glanced around the way at the other patrons.

"What happened to Kayla ?"Janelle said.

"She was flirtin'with that soldier boy in the camouflage. Left with him, I guess,"said Lexi."She likes young flannel guys, I guess."

They both looked at Augie, middle to eyes. He took a nervous sip of beer.

"Looks like it's just the three of us,"Janelle said."Want to come up to our room ? Have a piffling political party ?"

He looked at both of them, back and forth. He felt the oestrus of their center clear down to his cock. All he could do was nod.

The women rose from the table and gathered their matter. They walked out of the lounge. Augie followed like a hungry pup at suppertime.

-- --

Once they all entered the hotel room, Lexi went into the bathroom and shut the doorway. Augie scanned the way : press, bureau, table, chairs. And a king-sized bed. luminousness off, but taper burning. He was anxious, but Janelle took care of that in a hurriedness. She tossed her affair on the dresser and turned to look him.

"It's been a while,"she said, and put her blazon around him."Have you missed me ?"

"I have,"he said, his handwriting on her hip.

"We're going to take fear of you tonight."

She put her lip to his, his implements of war surrounded her, and it was as if no time had passed since their last encounter. They kissed with a feral, stabbing force, and he made sure she felt his enured dick against her. They were still in major liplock when the bathroom threshold opened and Lexi emerged, wearing a thin, short, blackamoor satin gown than clung to her mamilla and barely covered her crotch.

"Damn, little girl, you look dynamite,"Janelle said."estimable enough to eat."

"Good idea,"Lexi said, and came into Janelle's weaponry and they french-kissed, bass and farseeing and wet, surprising Augie, and turning him on as well.

"Help Augie get his clothes off, I'll be right back,"Janelle said, and disappeared into the bathroom.

Lexi came face-to-face with Augie and said,"If you are one-half as serious in bed as you are on the ball field or the terpsichore floor…and I hear you are…we are going to have a lot of fun tonight."

Her mouth collided with his and her tongue shot into his mouth, a candy kiss of want and desire. She held his ass and pressed her cunt hard against his cock and glob. It was a long kiss and it didn't end until spittle oozed from between their lips.

"Let's get you naked,"she said.

She took care of his knickers while he took tutelage of his shirt and kicked off his place. Soon it was all in a pile on the floor. Lexi pushed him onto the bed and he watched as she became raw before him. He was amazed at her organic structure, it was just about idealistic. abdomen slim and intemperately as brick, muscled shoulders and arms, ripped quadriceps. She slithered into bed beside him. They kissed again, another long, wet one, and she held his cock in her helping hand. When the kiss ended, she wasted no clip, and went down on his steely member.

As his cock was being sucked, Augie noticed for the first meter that on the nightstand to his right field were respective oil color and lubes and a couple condoms. He didn't hear the bathroom door open.

"tinker's dam girl,"Janelle said, looking at Lexi with Augie's hawkshaw in her mouth."You couldn't wait ?"

"Well, come on,"Lexi said, and went back down.

Janelle was already naked so she didn't need to unclothe. She slid into the bed on the other side of Augie, and with one hand behind his head and one bridge player on Lexi, she kissed him.

His sassing opened and took her in, their tongues punched and danced, and soon were meshed into an intense mouthfuck. His hand went instantly to her white meat and held it, and he thumbed her nipple to hardness as they kissed. As he was swinging his peter in and out of Lexi's mouth, and getting off on the sweet rubbing of her sassing around it, he lowered his head and sucked Janelle's nipple into his mouth.

For several proceedings Augie sucked mamilla while getting head. When he came up for air he said to Janelle,"I want to eat your pussy."

"Oh, God, you're reading my mind,"Janelle said, and moved up, straddled his chest, and placed her cunt on his sassing. Augie knew exactly what she liked, and knew she would explode onto his face.

"Hey, I want some of that too,"Lexi said, when she took the cock out of her mouth.

"Maybe later,"Janelle huffed while grinding her genitals into Augie's face.

Augie was briefly relieved when Lexi stopped sucking him. Because she was damn commodity, and he was damn nigh, and he didn't want to do too soon. As he sucked Janelle's clit, he felt the bed rock this way, and sag that way, as Lexi shifted around. Then he felt her hand back on his shaft, then the oozy, wet warmth as she fed it into her snatch, and the cozy tightness of it around him, and her weight as she lowered her consistence onto his.

Augie sucked and slurped. Janelle moaned and groaned. Lexi grunted with each slap of their material body. Augie felt like he was in the x-rated Twilight Zone : One hot mom fucking him, the other sitting on his face. The bed was a'rockin'as he pounded one snatch as best he could from the stern up, and ate the other. This was really happening ! He concentrated as best he could on the spongy nugget in his mouth, knowing Janelle would be coming soon, and knowing he was getting close to shooting a missile of his own into Lexi.

Janelle was sitting on Augie's brass, facing the wall. Grinding. Lexi was behind her, sitting on Augie's cock, facing the wall, her men holding Janelle's titty, her mouth sucking on an ear. Grinding. Augie had a mouthful of clitoris and puss juice.

Augie let out a gurgly whimper and his body quivered. Janelle knew the drill : He was about to come. So she fucked his face harder.

"He's coming, Lexi,"she said."Ugh, ugh. And so am I !"

Lexi wasn't going to be left out. Her cunt brawniness went into overuse and she bounced on Augie's stopcock like a pile driver."Me too !"she blurted.

Janelle came first. Augie felt the familiar surge and his oral cavity filled with her fluid and her taste. Within seconds Augie's body bucked, and his cum jetted into Lexi. Then, with an ‘ Oh, nooky ! ’, Lexi's eubstance shimmied, she dropped the free weight of her trunk onto him three hard times, driving his rod into her as deep as she could, and came, vibrating through the process.

She rolled off of him, their combined cum seeped out onto the sheet, and she fell in beside him on the bed. Janelle was on the other side, they both had their bridge player on him, all over him. And they rested.

But not for long. Soon there were tongue-fuck kiss all the way around. Augie and Janelle, then Augie and Lexi, then Lexi and Janelle, and three-way slop fests. Six hands roamed over three bodies, four pap, two pussies, and one cock.

Lexi took bang. She scooted up and straddled Augie's head, and pressed her bald beaver into his font. He liked the feel of it, flesh on flesh, different than Janelle's neatly-trimmed bush. He spread her mouth with his ovolo, found what he was looking for, and proceeded to do what Janelle had taught him to do so well all those years ago. He couldn't see Janelle, but he felt her mouth surround his pecker and a finger moorage into his ass. Just like that he was in another blissful dimension, just like before, but the hot moms had switched positions.

Augie was multitasking as best he could, fucking Janelle in her mouth while eating Lexi's fresh, tight, redneck pussycat. Lexi was grinding her mole onto his face, riding it, holding onto his head like it was a saddleback trumpet. His gumshoe felt like there was a William Hoover vacuum cleaner attached, Janelle was sucking and fingering his shit like a woman possessed. He slowed his pulsation. He'd come in Janelle's oral fissure before, but he wanted this to last.

Lexi's clit was like a ball bearing wiggling around in Augie's mouth, and she groaned with every fiddling Edvard Munch, and kept pressuring her crotch onto his brass. He reached around behind her. His hands gripped the cheeks of her ass and squeezed them with all his persuasiveness in prison term with her movements.

"Oh, yes !"she squawked. She pushed harder.

Augie's fingertips eased into the crack of her ass, seeking her hole. But his fingers met something hard, a protrusion.

"Oh, shit. Oh fuck,"Lexi barked.

Something was sticking out of Lexi's asshole. Augie grabbed hold of it. Pushed on it. Wiggled it.

"Oh my God,"she said."I'm coming."

Lexi reared up like a prod pony as Augie sucked her clit and she came in a voluminous torrent. It would take a few moments more for Lexi's consistence to cease its revolution and for her to back off and remove her kitty-cat from his face.

Augie still had his bridge player wrapped around Lexi's bunghole protrusion. He shook it gently and said,"What's this ?"

"That's my butt plug,"Lexi said.

"Really ?"

"Yeah. You get to take it out as long as you put something else up there."

"She likes it like that,"Janelle said, when she took the dick out of her mouth.

"Oh yeah ?"Augie said."Let me see."

Lexi pivoted around and shake her ass in his nerve. Augie saw the rim sticking out of her ass, wiggled it, pushed on it again. There was a tattoo of a snake rightfulness at the top of her ass crack.

"Hey, courteous tattoo,"Augie said."It looks like the ophidian just crawled out of your ass."

"right hand,"Lexi said."You take that plug out, you can put your trouser snake in there. You up for that ?"

"Uh huh,"Augie groaned.

Lexi reached to the nightstand for a condom, and tore it open. She turned to him, said ‘ beneficial ’, then put the condom in her mouth, the o-ring between her sass. Without pause she went down on him, took his cock oceanic abyss in her sass, and stretched the natural rubber over his peter as she did so. Augie had a expression of amazement on his grimace. Janelle was smiling at him.

They rearranged their bodies. Janelle sat with her back against the headboard, pegleg spread. Lexi handed a tube of lube to Augie, and in a mo was lying on the bed face down.

Augie got the idea right quick when he saw Lexi bury her grimace between Janelle's second joint. He greased his pole and aimed for the hole. On his genu, between Lexi's legs, he pulled the plug and it came out sluggishly with a thwap. It was longer than he thought. He could tell her asshole was already wily, but he squeezed some more lubricant from the tube anyway and fingered it into her. By the time he put the drumhead of his slimy, sheathed hammer against her rim, her asshole was winking at him and she was already chowing down on Janelle's pussy.

He spread her buttock and pushed it in. It was delightfully tight, but it slid right in, an inch at a time, in, out, in, out, with little resistance. When he had half of his dick inside her and she hadn't squawked, he figured he was good to go, so he started fucking that matter. Fucking it adept. It was a fine ass, smooth and snug.

He was banging it pretty heavy for at least a moment, with his eyes closed, when he felt his cum rise. He started hitting it difficult, and when he opened his eyes Janelle was staring right at him with a big smiling on her face. Augie groaned loudly and deeply when he came, and grunted as he squeezed off five ropes of jizz into the depths of Lexi's poop chute. He kept going after he released too ; after his maxi-lube job, it was such smooth sailing he just kept on knocking it.

Soon, he could tell by way Janelle scrunched up her face that she was about to reach orgasm. And she did, moaning, with her thighs locked around Lexi's head. When she stopped quivering she pulled Lexi's face up to hers and they shared a tenacious, hot kiss.

-- --

It was a long Nox. After another round of creative mating and a tripling or two, Augie was sore and beat. He noticed it was nearly three a.m.

"I have to go,"he said, sitting up, looking for his clothes on the floor.

"You're leaving ?"Lexi said."It's pretty recent. You're welcome to stay."

"Thanks, but no. I need to be there when the boys wake up this morning. And I need to get some nap. We might be playing a doubleheader today."

He kissed them both. Lexi gave his dick a piffling credit crunch adios. He drove back and staggered into the barracks.

-- --

There was no pauperism for a second game that day. Augie's team was no match for the opposite, and lost 12-2. The plot was never close and the outcome never in question. Their twirler didn't have it, the fielders didn't champaign, and the hitters couldn't hit. Not the happiest end to their season.

"Tough game, Coach,"Janelle said, after the game.

"Yep, it wasn't our day that's for certainly,"he said."And I was out of it the whole biz. dear thing it wasn't a close plot. If it had been, I don't know that I would have been able to make any acutely decisions."

"What do you mean ?"

"I'm tired. I'm hungover."

"Hungover ? You didn't beverage a lot last night."

"I'm not hungover from the beer. I'm hungover from the sex !"

Janelle smiled."You pitiable boy !"

Augie scanned the crowd as they dispersed. He felt guilty. He imagined that they all knew what he'd done last nighttime and would hold the personnel casualty against him.

-- --

With the time of year over, Augie hoped he might have a semi-regular matter going with Janelle, but it didn't study out that way. He talked to her several times but she was noncommittal and they found it difficult to line up the time to thieve up. Summer was winding down and school day was starting up for the boy, so she had commitments almost workaday and there was virtually no chance for them to meet, much LE be discreet. Plus, he had a notion that every parent of every boy on the team had a good estimation what had gone on in that hotel room the Night before that shoemaker's last game, and that could have made her back off. He thought about Lexi too, but he didn't striking her. He thought it would be too inapt, and figured she would have the Same back-to-school hectic schedule as Janelle. He wouldn't soon block her sweetness ass, though. Both of their boys would be on his team again next twelvemonth if they signed up, so that was something to await forward to.

A few weeks went by and Augie pretty much moved on, and didn't think about Janelle or Lexi unless he was jerking off. Then one Wednesday night he got a speech sound call.

It was Jaylan's mom. Jaylan was his left fielder, a tall, gangly black kid, a dependable ballplayer with a good arm and quick as a jackrabbit.

"Hello, Augie. It's Kayla. Jaylan's mom."

"Of path, yes,"he croaked, nervous."How are you ?"

"I'm mulct. And you ?"

"Doing well, thank you."

He closed his eye, pictured her at the biz : Tall and lean, acrobatic, bootleg frizzy hair, smooth dark skin, big smile, white teeth, tight denim, subway top.

"look, Augie,"she said."I heard you are really good with calculator, that's what you do for a living, right ? Well, I'm having some problems with my laptop and I was wondering if you could help me."

"I don't know, maybe. What's the problem ?"

"It's hard to describe. I'll be working on it for a while with no problem, then it freezes up."

Augie was thinking that there had to be a 12 places nearby where she could convey it for repair service. Did she want him to get a menage call ?

"well, I'm really more of a software guy than a hardware guy. But I'd be happy to withdraw a look at it for you. If I can't help, I probably know someone you could shoot it to who is trustworthy."

"Oh, that would be great, just what I was hoping. Thank you. Would you mind coming to my home ?"

"Not at all. When did you have in mind ?"

"Are you dislodge Saturday good afternoon ? Maybe around four ?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Oh, wonderful. Jaylan will be away for the weekend on a camping head trip and I'm trying to get all my chores and errands done on Sat and that time works perfectly."

"O.K.. Four o'clock it is."

"And if you don't have to run off afterward, maybe we could have a drink or two, parcel a happy hour. I make a hateful Vodka Cooler. And don't worry. I don't bite."

So, there it was. The hot momma snog and tell. He thought of the two Negro little girl he'd gone to bed with dorsum in college. They fucked like jackhammers.

"wellspring, you talked me into it,"Augie said, and then mentally cleared his docket for Saturday night and Sunday morning.

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