The Good Neighbor

Linda Stevens sighed in disgust. Another lousy weekday afternoon
with nothing to do. She stared into her bathroom mirror and saw a
reasonably attractive 39 year old woman staring back. Not bad, she
thought to herself, a few wrinkles around the eyes and a few gray
hairs, but otherwise I look fine. I wonder if I should dye my hair to
hide the gray. No, she thought, it would just look fake and besides
her brownish-blonde shade blended well with the occasional gray
hair and it didn't look bad at all. As she continued to towel herself
off from the shower she had just emerged from, she glanced at
herself in the full length mirror attached to the back of the door. I
guess I still have a pretty decent figure for an old lady she thought
to herself humorously. Linda had never been a beauty queen, but
neither was she a woman any ordinary man would not take notice of.
Her breasts were neither too large nor too small, though, as of the
last few years they had begun to sag just a bit. She was mid-height,
standing about 5 foot 6 inches tall. Her waist was not fashion model
thin, but was still reasonably thin. She certainly didn't look like she
had borne two children. Although, she thought to herself, there are
stretch marks if you look closely.

As she started to blow-dry her hair and her mind wandered a bit.
At the same time, she continued to brush her shoulder length hair
while it was drying. Its been quiet around here since the kids have
gone to summer camp, she thought, and Bill hasn't been the model of
excitement either. As her thoughts turned to her husband of fifteen
years, she felt mixed emotions. She knew she still loved Bill but he
had turned into such a workaholic. Ever since he had been promoted
to an engineering manager in a silicon valley computer company all
he did was work, work, and more work. He comes home after dark
and he's even been going into the office on Saturday afternoons to
"catch up on paper-work." It seems like lately their sex life had been
nonexistent. In fact, she thought to herself, its nearly the end of July
and I don't think we have made love once this month. I wonder if he
has another lover, she thought -- no, not likely it would interfere
with his career ambitions. I wish I hadn't given up that part-time
job working at the mall. Selling women's clothing at a department
store isn't exactly my dream come true, but at least its something to
do.

Linda finished drying her hair, turned off the blow dryer and
continued to brush her hair. Just then the door bell rang. Damn! I
wonder who that could be..."Oh shit!", Linda said audibly; she had just
remembered that she had asked Bobby Martin to mow her lawn on
Wednesday afternoon, which was of course today. Bobby was the
son of their neighbors across the street. He had recently graduated
from high school and was looking for odd jobs to help pay for his
tuition at the local junior college. Linda had agreed to hire Bobby as
a favor to her best friend and neighbor Barbara Martin, who was of
course Bobby's mother.

Linda grabbed her bathrobe and quickly tied it around herself. She
rushed down the stairs and cracked open the front door. Sure
enough, standing on the front porch was Bobby Martin in his usual
colored T-shirt, jeans, and jogging shoes. Bobby was quiet kid, very
quiet, and as anyone who is around him could quickly tell, very shy.
Although he was not very athletic he had the average build and
looks of young man coming into full adulthood. Bobby was a little
over 6 feet tall and had brown hair with a reddish tinge, an obvious
contribution from his mother who was definitely a natural redhead.
His lightly freckled face had gorgeous green eyes that were always
hidden behind his glasses.

"Oh, hi Mrs. Stevens. I'm sorry if I bothered you, I just wanted you
to know I finished your lawn."

Linda opened the door wider, which got an immediate startled
expression followed by an obvious blush on Bobby's face. How cute
thought Linda, I have embarrassed the poor boy.

"Come on in Bobby. I have to apologize for my appearance. I forgot
all about our arrangement and you caught me just getting out of the
shower." Linda smiled at the now deeply blushing teenager as she
completely opened the door and stood to one side. She noticed that
as embarrassed as he was he continued to stare at her giving quick
subconscious glances up and down her entire body length.

Bobby blurted out almost stammering: "Ah, maybe I should come
back later Mrs. Stevens." But his eyes were still glued to Linda's
revealing form. Bobby was torn between his desire to continue to
stare or to run away. He felt very confused, a little scared, but an
even stronger sense of curiosity and something else...

For brief second, Linda said nothing, her brown eyes locked in a stare
with Bobby's vivid green eyes. Then she gave him a warm smile and
said, "It's okay Bobby, come on in. I don't bite you know." then she
turned and walked into the living room and picked up her purse.
Bobby hesitatingly followed her in and closed the door. "I think we
agreed on twenty dollars is that right?" she asked. "Yes mam," he
quickly replied. After searching momentarily through the strange
collection of items in her purse, she lost her patience and bent over
to dump the contents onto a coffee table. As she was doing this she
unknowingly gave Bobby a good view of her ample breasts including
her pink nipples. It all happened so quickly. Bobby gave a barely
perceptible gasp as she fetched a twenty and stood back up. Linda
instantly realized what she had done and now it was her turn to
blush crimson.

Bobby had never seen a woman's bare breasts before. Well, not
personally anyways. Sure he had seen plenty of Playboy centerfolds,
but because of his overwhelming shyness, the few dates he had been
on had never go past a simple kiss on the lips. Even that would not
have happened if not for his dates initiating it. He was so stunned
and fascinated by what he had just seen that he continued to stare at
Linda's now semi-covered cleavage as she stood there holding out a
twenty dollar bill. This went on for about ten more seconds before
Linda broke the ice. "I'm sorry Bobby, I didn't mean to do that. I
hope I didn't embarrass you too much."

Bobby quickly replied without thinking: "Its okay Mrs. Stevens, I
didn't mind at all." God! I can't believe I said that he thought as he
pocketed the money.

Linda chuckled. My god, she thought, I can't believe I can have this
effect on an 18 year old boy. No, she thought, not a boy a young
man. I guess I still have it. "Uh, Bobby its pretty hot outside. You
must be really thirsty. Sit down on the couch and let me fetch us
both a glass of iced tea."

Bobby surprised himself by not even hesitating. "Sure, Mrs. Stevens."

After a brief exit, Linda returned from the kitchen. At this point she
still had no clear idea about exactly what she was doing, she only
knew that she was intrigued by her effect on this young man. "So,
Bobby tell me about school. What courses will you be taking and
what is your major going to be?"

Bobby talked for while about school, with Linda occasionally
interrupting to ask additional questions. As they talked Linda could
tell that Bobby's mind was not on what he was talking about.
Bobby's eyes kept traveling down to her breasts and he kept
fidgeting in his seat. From Bobby's reaction she guessed that her left
breast must be visible to Bobby who was sitting on her right side on
the couch. Instead of moving to cover it, she adjusted herself slowly
so that he could see even more. Bobby's glances were now to point
of being obvious and he fidgeted even more. As she was adjusting
her position her gown slipped open below the waist momentarily
exposing her left thigh almost to her crotch. Once again Bobby gave a
barely audible gasp and he started fidgeting in his seat again.

Why is he moving about in his seat so much, Linda thought. Oh my
god! she thought as she finally realized, this kid has a major hard-on
and he is trying not to let me know. I can't believe it! I'm the same
age as his mother and this kid is seriously turned on by my body.
Linda also realized that she was getting pretty turned on by this
little game also. She knew that things had now progressed to a point
where she had to make a decision. She didn't even hesitate.

"Bobby, I sorry to interrupt you, but I would like to ask you a
personal question. Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No not really, Mrs. Stevens."

"Have you ever had one?"

"Well I have been out on a few dates. But I guess I would have to
say no." Bobby could almost guess what the next question was but
he was still stunned by it.

"So, does that mean that your still a virgin?"

After a brief pause, Bobby answered meekly, "Yes."

Linda looked Bobby squarely in the eyes and said, "And, I guess that
is why you are so fascinated by my body. Do I turn you on Bobby?"

There was no delay in Bobby's answer, "Yes."

Linda held his gaze for a few seconds and then slowly lowered her
eyes to his crotch while he was still watching. "Is that why your dick
is so hard Bobby?"

Immediately both Linda's and Bobby's breathing became heavier and
their hearts began to beat faster. Linda's chest became slightly
flushed, her nipples became firm and erect. She could feel the
moisture on her cunt lips. Bobby's already engorged organ became
even more so as he answered Linda's question with a hoarse "Yes."

Linda couldn't believe what was happening here, but she knew that
both of them had passed the point of no return. So taking a deep
breathe she made still one more bold move. She stood up opened
her robe and let it fall to the floor. Turning to Bobby she said, "Is
this what you wanted to see?"

Bobby didn't even answer her. Instead he just stared with a look
that was a combination of amazement, admiration, and pure lust.
Linda sat back down on the couch right next to Bobby, reached over
and grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts and said, "I
think you will find that they feel even better than they look."

Instinctively Bobby softly rolled Linda's warm tits in his hands
occasionally softly tweaking her nipples. He quickly noticed that he
could judge by her facial reactions if he was doing it right. She leaned
her head back, closed her eyes, and began to moan softly. Bobby's
eyes moved up and down her body enjoying all he saw. His eyes
stopped on her light brown bush. He noticed that her engorged pink
lips protruded from her lovely pussy. For the first time in his life he
smelled the scent of an aroused woman. Her pussy juices gave forth
a scent that made his dick even harder. He knew what he wanted to
do to this woman worse than anything he wanted to do in his life.

Linda finally opened her eyes again. She was now breathing quite
heavily. She reached over and took off Bobby's glasses and then
quickly pulled his shirt off over his head. Then she said in a now
husky voice, "Kiss me."

But this was no ordinary kiss. She embraced him tightly wrapping
her legs behind him. He could feel her tongue probe deeply in his
mouth and feel her boobs press tightly against her chest. She rubbed
her moist pussy on his navel and belt buckle. Finally she let go and
said, "Okay lets see the rest. Take off the rest Bobby."

As Bobby stood up to comply, Linda's senses returned to her
momentarily and she said, "Bobby, I'm going to let you make love to
me now, but you need to understand something. First, you must
never tell anyone about what happened here. If either of our
families found out it would be disastrous. The other thing is that
even though we are making love this is not really about love. Do you
understand?"

"Yes, Mrs. Stevens," Bobby quickly answered.

"One more thing," she said with a mishevious smile. "Since you are
about to fuck me, I would prefer that you didn't call me 'Mrs.
Stevens'. Call me Linda." Then she said to the astonished teen, "If
don't like that, call me slut, whore, bitch, or cunt ... I kind of like to
be talked dirty to when I'm being balled. You do want to fuck me
don't you Bobby?"

"Yes I do Linda," Bobby said as he unzipped pants and stepped out of
them. He then lowered his briefs with just a trace of embarrassment.
Linda's gaze was fixed on what she now hungered for. This kid isn't
all that big she thought, but right now his six inch tool will do the job
fine. Linda stood up, kissed Bobby, and then laid down on her back
on the carpeted floor. She brought her knees up slightly off the
floor and spread her legs so that Bobby was now looking right down
her vaginal canal in the center of her sopping wet pussy. Linda was
now really turned on. She looked up at Bobby who was still standing
with his prick in his hand looking dazed and she almost begged him,
"Come on, Bobby. Get down here. Damn! I'm hot. I need to be
fucked. Don't be afraid, just put it in and the rest comes natural.
You'll see."

Bobby got down on his hands and knees and crawled over Linda so
that his hands were located just over each of Linda's shoulders and
made a try at finding the right location to penetrate. Linda, almost
losing her patience, reached with her right hand and guided Bobby's
inexperienced tool so that his swollen dick head was at the mouth of her cunt hole. Then gripping his butt with her other hand, she
slowly plunged his dick into her. As she was doing this she had her
eyes wide open so she could gaze into Bobby's green eyes to see his
reaction. Bobby gazed back into Linda's eyes as he made his first
plunge and a smile of infinite satisfaction crossed his face.

Just as Linda had predicted, Bobby instantly knew what to do.
Nature took control of his senses and he began to fuck Linda with
short in and out plunges. Linda to had lost all touch with her
surroundings. Only naked animal passion was now present in her
mind. She only knew that she needed to be taken by this boy-man
who now had control of her body. Bobby was screwing Linda in
earnest and enjoying it completely. As Bobby neared his climax, he
began to fuck Linda with increasing speed and force. Linda was just
building up to her first orgasm, when Bobby gave a loud groan and
dumped his teenage load of jism deep inside her. Unfortunately
for Linda she wasn't quite there yet and she could feel Bobby go limp
inside her. She didn't want to stop yet, her body screamed for more.

Thinking quickly, while a content teenager laid on top of her, she
said, "Bobby, I want to teach you something else. Its called oral sex.
I'm going to teach you to eat pussy like a pro."

"What do I do?" he asked while gasping for breath.

"Just crawl back a little and I'll show you. Spread my pussy lips
gently with your fingers. That's good. Now, what I want you to do is
to move your tongue up and down my slit. Occasionally you push
your tongue up inside me as far as you can. When I really start to
moan and thrash, you work you way up to the top of my slit. You
see that little bud there. Its called a clitoris, you want to be gentle
but you also want to make sure it gets a lot of attention. Be sure to
use very rapid short motions with your tongue."

"But, what about my sperm that I put in you?" Bobby asked.

"Don't worry, it tastes pretty good. In fact I plan on sucking your
dick as soon as you make me come, so I guess I will find out. Go
ahead give it a try, I will tell you if you aren't eating me out
properly." As Bobby started with his tongue, Linda quickly
recovered her former position. Thanks to Linda's explicit directions
Bobby had Linda gasping and moaning in seconds. She kept saying
"Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!" with an occasional "Yes, eat my pussy
Bobby!" Her juices were flowing everywhere and she was bucking
her hips wildly into Bobby's face. Finally she let out a low pitched
scream, arched her back, and rolled back her eyes, and shuddered
for a good twenty seconds as a wave of three orgasms in rapid
succession wracked her body. Then she reached down and pulled
Bobby face to her own and gave him a deep passionate kiss ignoring
the fact that his face was completely covered with her pussy juices.

"That was wonderful!" she said. "Now its my turn to reward you for
a job well done." Bobby's sagging member had already begun to
recover. Probably the anticipation of knowing what was coming
along with the thrill of having such a fine looking woman fuck your
face in a frenzy had something to do with it.

So Linda began to use her finest blow job techniques on this eager
boy. She had him stand up and she got on her knees putting her
head at just the right level. Linda found that since Bobby was
slightly smaller than her husband Bill, she didn't tend to gag as he
went deep, although Bobby did hit the back of her throat painfully a
couple of times. She stopped momentarily to say "Talk to me, Bobby.
Tell me what you want me to do to you." She then commenced to
suck his dick like she really loved it.

Bobby attempting to comply said, "Suck me! Suck my dick, Mrs.
Stevens."

Linda quickly spit out his prick again and said, "No, Bobby.
Remember what I said. Don't call me, Mrs. Stevens. Oh, never mind
I'm just being silly." As she was on her knees looking up at Bobby
with his now swollen dick inches from her face. She noticed that she
had been rubbing her freshly moist cunt with her hand. "You know
what, Bobby, if you don't mind I would like you to fuck me again and
came inside me rather then in my mouth. I'm afraid that if I
suck you dry you won't have enough to do me again. And I would
really like to have you in me one more time. would that be okay?"

"Sure, Mrs...I mean Linda."

"Good now walk over here behind me. I want it doggy style." Linda
leaned over on her elbows, pushed her tits against the floor and
stuck her ass in the air. Her thighs were slightly apart giving a good
view of her now swollen cunt. A few drops of cunt juice had already
dripped down the side of her thighs in anticipation of what she knew
would be her final fuck of the day. "Now, I think you can figure out
what to do without any help from me. But, I do want you to reach
around with one hand and gently massage my clit as your fucking
me from behind. Also, you know what else? Remember what I said earlier about talking dirty? I want to make this a little kinkier, so
don't even call me Linda, just talk dirty and try to really dominate
me. So do me."

Bobby positioned himself and sure enough he didn't have any
problem figuring out what to do. He positioned his dick, now harder
than ever, right at the right place. He could feel her pussy quivering
in anticipation of penetration. He wrapped his right arm around her
waist and placed the fingers of his left hand on her bush just above
her clit. She immediately began to squirm trying to force her cunt
back onto his stiff dick which was already in contact at the entryway.
He leaned forward and on top of Linda's firm butt and said a little
timidly, "Not so fast, slut. I'll fuck you when I'm ready. Maybe if
you beg I, might start." Bobby couldn't believe he was saying this. I
hope this is what she wants he thought.

Oh god, Linda thought, this kid learns fast! That was good. What a
turn-on. "Oh Bobby, fuck me Bobby, please I need to come."

"Okay bitch, I'll fuck you from behind like a dog and rub your clit,
but only if you continue to beg for it." Bobby plunged into Linda's
cunt and began to rub her clit as he started out with slow but deep
plunges.

Linda softly moaned, "Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me good,..." She was
really getting off this time from the combination of getting good deep
penetration, clit rubbing, her tits rubbed vigorously against the
carpet, and of course the excitement of a fantasy domination by
a young man. She was really hot. At this point the begging wasn't
much of an act.

"You had better beg louder whore, unless you want me to stop."
Bobby said more confidently with a growl. He also was having the
time of his life. Poor meek and mild Bobby, whom everyone bossed
around was getting to play the ultimate ego trip. Not only was he
enthusiastically fucking a beautiful woman; a woman who was his
mother's best friend and his mother's age; but she was literally
begging him to and obeying his commands. Just to emphasize his
power over Linda, Bobby stopped thrusting momentarily.

Linda was close to an orgasm when Bobby stopped. So she
immediately became alarmed and raised her voice considerably, "NO!
Bobby please don't stop! Keep going Bobby! Fuck me hard with your
wonderful dick." Her tone was almost desperate and was definitely
pleading.

Moments before and unknown to either Bobby or Linda, Bobby's
mother, Barbara Martin had wandered across the street looking for
her missing son. She was standing at the door ready to ring the
doorbell when she heard, Bobby's command to Linda to beg louder.
Not knowing what was happening, but alarmed by what she had just
heard she softly opened the door and peeked in. What she then saw
stunned her into silence. In front of her with his back to door was
her youngest son, fucking the daylights out of her best friend from
behind. Not knowing what else to do Barbara stepped in and quietly
closed the door.

Bobby, unaware that his mother had a front row seat to his
performance, started to thrust deep into Linda's cunt again once he
was satisfied that Linda had begged sincerely enough. She was now
practically shouting, "YES! YES! Keep fucking me! Oh god I'm almost
there, oh, oh, uuuuuh! Fuck me Bobby! Oh yes please please please
fuck me hard." Bobby could feel himself coming and made a
conscious effort not to come yet. He wanted this to last.

Instead he gave another harsh command, "Tell me what you are
Linda, tell me what you want from me. Tell me or I'll stop." Linda
again became alarmed. She was just on the edge again. She needed
to come and she didn't want anything to stop her.

"No! Bobby, Please don't stop! Oh god please don't stop! I'm a slut,
I'm a whore! I need to be fucked. Fuck me like a dog. I'm a bitch in
heat. I want you to fuck me. Fuck me hard. Shoot your cum up my
pussy. Oh god, don't stop, I'm almost there. I'll suck your dick again
if you don't stop. Please keep fucking me Bobby."

Finally with Barbara watching things finally reached an ending.
Linda felt the shudder of another series of orgasms. While Bobby
continues to thrust rapidly and very forcefully she screamed at each
climax. She cried out with an ear piercing scream on each one.
While the astonished neighbor watched, she cried out, "Oh here it
comes! OH GOD, YES! YES! FUCK ME! AAAAAAAH! Oh god again, keep
fucking me Bobby, yes, oh fuck, fuck, FUCK! AAAAAH! Oh, Oh Oh,
fuck my slut cunt, yes, AAAAAAAAH!" Finally she started to
shudder through her final peak as Bobby still pumped away for his
mother to watch in amazement.

But Bobby couldn't hold out any longer. As Linda faithfully held her
doggie position, Bobby began to pound out his last few remaining
strokes. He shifted his hands to grab her shoulders and leaned into
her ass, forcing her face and tits even more into the carpet. If not for
the fact that she was in bliss from her sexual high she would have
been in pain, because Bobby was pounding her ass so hard that her
face and tits were sliding forward with each blow. As he felt the
semen rising through his system he gave two more extremely rough
plunges and shouted "Take my cum up into cunt you slut, whore,
bitch!" He then grabbed her thighs and gave his deepest possible
penetration and held it for almost thirty seconds while he caught his
breath. Then he collapsed forward knocking Linda down on her
stomach and laid across her back while he attempted to catch his
breath.

Linda was the first to speak. "That was great!" she said.

"It certainly was impressive." said Barbara, speaking for the first
time.

A stunned Linda and Bobby looked around quickly to see who had
said that.


The Good Neighbor (Part II)

Copyright 1993, by F. S. Yressu

When Barbara Martin had crossed the street to see her friend and
neighbor, Linda Stevens, in search of her missing son, she never
dreamed of the scene that she would stumble across. She watched
silently in shocked amazement for nearly five minutes as her 18
year old son Bobby screwed her 39 year old friend from behind in
the middle her living room floor. Not only that, but Bobby was
treating Linda as if she was some kind of sex slave. Still even more
amazing, Linda was gasping and pleading for more and definitely
seemed to be getting a lot of satisfaction from this treatment.

Barbara Martin was one of those women whom you would guess
from her appearance was straight-laced society type. She
stood about 5 foot 8 inches tall with bright red hair and green eyes.
Her husband Jeff was Vice President of Marketing of a small but
successful company. Although they were not rich they certainly had
money, and she always dressed the part. She wore her hair in the
typical short "junior-league" style so favored by women of her class.
She was dressed in an expensive navy-blue skirt with a matching
sports coat and a white silk blouse that fit to perfection. A pearl
necklace and earrings along with a pair of matching Italian high-heel
shoes topped it off to give her the appearance of a fashion model in
an advertisement for Maceys. Unlike her friend Linda, Barbara had
near perfect body, the product of long hours at the exclusive health
club that was her only occupation. Like Linda, she had begun to
show a trace of wrinkles around her eyes, but otherwise no one
would have guessed that she was also 39 years old. Her breasts
were a bit larger then Linda's, but they were still firm and round.

Barbara's first reaction was disbelief and anger. She wanted to speak
up and immediately put a halt to this show, but somehow she could
not bring herself to do it. She still thought of her son as a child, but
as she watched her son's buttocks pump in and out of her noisy
neighbor, she realized that her son was no longer a child. He was
now a man. From her rear-view vantage point, she could see his
testicles bang against Linda's pussy as he violently thrust his cock in
and out of her dripping hole. As alarming and unsettling as this
scene was to her, it held a strange fascination. She had never in her
life seen first hand another couple make love before. It was an
erotic view that simply must be watched in awe. Her anger slowly
faded being replaced by a slight sense of pride in her son's new
found manhood.

Then her focus of attention shifted from her son to Linda. Barbara
had known Linda for almost five years and they had grown quite
close. They went shopping together and often met at various
restaurants for an enjoyable afternoon luncheon and chat. They had
few secrets from each other. Barbara, like Linda, had married young.
She had married her high school sweetheart Jeff and in spite of a
good sex life with her man, she knew that she was also attracted to
women. It was fear of exposure that kept her from acting out
those fantasies. The fear of public ridicule and scorn forced her to
keep these feelings locked up inside of herself. No one, not even her
husband, was aware of her secret desires. Barbara had had these
feelings toward Linda for a long time now. She often fantasized
when her husband was eating her pussy that it was instead Linda.
Standing there watching Linda scream and moan and thrash about it
was almost too much to take. She suddenly realized that this was
seriously turning her on. She was definitely getting that itching
feeling between her legs and she could almost feel her body
temperature rise. Her eyes took in the entirety of Linda's body. She
studied the breasts being pushed flat against the floor as her son
thrust his rod deep into her cunt-hole with brute force. She longed
to reach out and caress her shoulder length hair and feel the curve of
her graceful buttocks. She stared for the first time in her life at
another woman's aroused cunt. Her heart started to beat rapidly as
Linda pleaded to Bobby to fuck her harder. Barbara could feel her
panties begin to absorb the dampness between her legs. God! I can't
stand much more of this she thought. Come on Bobby, she thought,
bring her off. You can do it son.

Finally Linda cried out, "Oh here it comes! OH GOD, YES! YES! FUCK
ME! AAAAAAAH! Oh god again, keep fucking me Bobby, yes, oh
fuck, fuck, FUCK! AAAAAH! Oh, Oh Oh, fuck my slut cunt, yes,
AAAAAAAAH!" Bobby thrust a frantically a few more dozen times
and cried out, "Take my cum up into cunt you slut, whore,
bitch!" He then grabbed her thighs and gave his deepest possible
penetration and held it for almost thirty seconds while he caught his
breath. Then he collapsed forward knocking Linda down on her
stomach and laid across her back while he attempted to catch his
breath.

Linda was the first to speak. "That was great!" she said.

"It certainly was impressive." said Barbara, speaking for the first
time.

A stunned Linda and Bobby looked around quickly to see who had
said that.

"MOM!" shouted Bobby and he quickly stood up and covered his
groin with his hands.

Linda took a split second longer after Bobby got off of her back she
spun around still on her knees and elbows and cried out, "OH GOD! No
Barb No!" Tears of shame and humiliation quickly sprang into her
eyes.

Barbara was domineering woman and had always ordered poor timid
son around. Whenever Bobby was told to do something by his
mother he did it unquestionably and immediately. The thought of
defying her never crossed his mind. So it came as no surprise when
she said to Bobby, "Get your clothes on right now young man. We
*will* talk about this later. And, go out the back door I don't want
anyone to see you in this condition. Do you understand me?"

"Yes mam," the red-faced boy promptly answered as he quickly
grabbed his clothes. Nothing was said while the teen stood up and
awkwardly dressed while his mother stared with a level gaze at her
son. His penis was still semi-erect and it glistened with a mixture of
his cum and Linda's juices. He silently slid his briefs over his
manhood and stepped into his jeans. As he turned to leave the room,
Linda still laying on the floor began to sob softly and tears ran down
her face. As Bobby walked through the kitchen, he thought to
himself, boy am I in trouble. He opened the kitchen door and was
about to step outside, when, with new found courage he decided he
better listen what Mrs. Stevens and Mom were saying. So he closed
the door and crept back to the entrance to the dining area which
adjoined the living room. Through some half closed blinds in the
window for serving from the kitchen he could see both women.

Hearing the kitchen door shut and assuming that Bobby had left the
house, Linda said, "Oh god Barb, I'm so sorry! I don't know what
came over me. I'm so ashamed." Barbara continued to stare at the
naked form of her friend on the floor but said nothing. She noticed
her sons cum running down Linda's thigh and felt another surge of
lust between her legs. Linda pleaded, "Please Barb, don't tell Bill!
He would never understand. This could ruin me. Please don't tell
anyone."

Finally Linda gave a little chuckle and said, "Damn! Linda I can't
believe you would do that to anybody, much less to my son. You
must have really liked that the way you were carrying on. Okay
Linda for sake of our friendship, I won't tell Bob or anyone else, but
only on one condition." Barbara knew what she wanted to say next
but she wasn't sure she would have the courage to say it. She was
still a little afraid of revealing her feelings to her friend.

While Barbara was trying to get up the courage to say what she
wanted, Linda said "Oh god thank you! What do you want me to do?
I'll make this up to you. I promise."

Taking a deep breathe, Barbara said, "I want you to do me also."

"What do you mean, Barb? Surely not...No! I can't do that! Please
don't ask me to do that."

Bobby was stunned at what he was seeing and hearing from the
kitchen. Glancing at the kitchen cabinet next to him he noticed the
Steven's video camera. Swiftly it occured to him that he had to catch
this on video. Picking up the camera, he gently inserted the lens
through the blinds and while looking through the viewfinder he
pressed record.

Barbara having gone this far wasn't about to quit now. She took off
her sports coat and said, "Yes, you will do this dear, or I will tell
hubby what you have been up to. So unless you want to explain to
everyone why you screwed my boy, you will do exactly as I tell you."
As she started unbuttoning her blouse, Linda stared in amazement
and said softly, "What do you want me to do Barb?"

"I think you already know the answer to that question Linda," she
said as she undid her bra. Linda was now staring at a beautiful set
of tits on the gorgeous red-head. It was obvious from her nipples
that she was already fully aroused. Barb sat down momentarily to
slowly remove her panty hose. In spite of her reservations, Linda
felt herself become turned-on by the sight before her. Barb
unzipped her skirt and dropped it to the floor. Linda was now
kneeling with her face inches away from Barbs panties which were
now drenched. She lowered her panties slowly so that Linda could
get a close up view of her swollen lips. Barb reached down and
pulled Linda to a standing position and embraced her. The two
women began a long probing kiss. With their nipples rubbing against
each others, each women instinctively inserted a thigh between the
others leg and began to massage each others twats with the top of
their thigh. Linda's hand slid down Barb's back across her butt and
slowly traveled to the front to probe her womanhood. Barb's right
hand made a similar motion and her left hand entangled itself in
Linda's shoulder length hair. As each woman began to kiss the other
about the neck and shoulders they rubbed their sensitive tits
together. Linda after probing gently quickly thrust two fingers up
into Barbara, who gasped and began to moan.

Grasping her hair firmly, Barb pulled Linda's head down until she
was kissing her breasts. She pulled her even lower until Linda
dropped to her knees. She began to kiss, Barb's wet pussy. Barb was
now really hot. After a few moments of this, she looked down at
Linda, and said, "Lay down."

"What are you going to do?" asked Linda who was now breathing
rapidly and deeply. She could not believe how turned on she was
from smelling and rubbing her face in her friend's womanhood. Any
remaining reluctance had vanished, she knew she was on a one-way
trip to the big "O" and would do anything to get there. With her left
hand she was now rubbing her sopping pussy. Cunt juices literally
flowed out of her hole.

"I'm going to fuck your face with my cunt while I eat your pussy
bitch. Now shut-up and do as your told," Barb said with a
mischievous smile. Linda too smiled realizing that Barb was now
playing her game. The same one that she and Barb's son had enjoyed
so much. She quickly complied and Barb slowly sat on her face. She
said, "Now eat it, bitch!" and leaned over and begun to lick her
friends slit.

Bobby couldn't believe his eyes. His mom and Mrs. Stevens were
fucking each others faces in a frenzy. Both women were now
slurping, and moaning and gasping. They began to roll around the
floor in their 69 position and they alternated orgasms as if it were
planned. First one would shout, "YES! YES! FUCK ME! Oh Oh
OUUUUUH!" and then the other would say "Eat me! Eat me Bitch! Eat
my pussy you whore! Oh YES! YEEEEEEES!" Bobby was again hard as
a rock from watching his neighbor and mom fuck each other. He
couldn't believe how sexy his mom was. Boy, did she have a great
body and of course he already knew what a good lay Linda was.
Bobby couldn't believe how bad he wanted to fuck these women.
Damn! He thought, I'm thinking about fucking my own mother. He
was glad he was getting all of this on tape.

Finally, with a final flurry of thrashing each of their cunts in the
other's face both women hit their final climax. After laying in that
position for about a minute both women got up and started to get
dressed. "Boy, that was great!" said Linda. I never knew that
making love to a woman could be so good.

"I know, said Barb, "I loved the way you tasted. Bobby sure left a lot
of cum in you." she chuckled, "But I swallowed it all I think."

Linda smiled mischievously, "Maybe you should try to taste it from
the source like I tried to do."

"Maybe I will." She teased back. "You know I have to admit, when
you were on the floor getting reamed by Bobby, I was wishing it was
me. Can you believe that Linda? I wanted my own son to fuck me.
I guess that would be a very bad idea."

"Ya I think so Barb. It was a bad idea for me too. But I sure needed
a good fucking and your boy really did me good."

"So, I noticed. Why do think I was so hot after watching the two of
you. I still can't believe you did that Linda."

"Hey, Barb don't get totally self righteous with me. Have you
forgotten your afternoon session with your tennis instructor last
year? That kid couldn't have been more than 24. As I recall, the
two of you were definitely doing more than playing tennis. At least
that's what you told me."

Bobby was now completely stunned at the conversation he was
overhearing. His own mother was getting banged by some young
stud! This is amazing he thought to himself. He just couldn't picture
his own mother in the arms of her young instructor getting his dick
between her legs. But then after what he had just seen with his own
eyes nothing would surprise him again. As he continued to watch
and listen he noticed his mother had paused and was a little red-
faced. Finally she continued.

"Okay. Okay. You've made your point. Why don't we both forget
about what happened here with Bobby. And with my affair with
Tony also. We have both made the same mistake I guess."

"So am I released from my obligation to you now that I fulfilled your
request?" smiled Linda.

"No, I think we will need to do this again a few more times first,"
laughed Barbara. "I guess I do need to have a talk with Bobby
though. He needs to forget that your...uuuh...training session ever
happened."

"Gosh, I really am sorry that happened Barb. It won't happen again."

Want to bet? thought Bobby as he turned off the video camera and
popped out the tape. He then crept through the kitchen and quietly
slipped out the door. Bobby was already planning for tomorrow's
events in his mind. But will I have the guts to do that? he asked
himself. We'll see.


The Good Neighbor (Part III)

Copyright 1993, by F. S. Yressu

As Bobby hurried back across the street with his video cassette
clutched tightly under his arm, the scene he had just witnessed
flashed again in his mind. Who would have thought such things were
possible, he thought. Bobby had not yet formed a plan. It had all
happened too fast. He went into his house and quickly ran up stairs
into his room. He grabbed some books out of his bookcase and
placed the video tape in back of the case and then replaced the books
hiding the tape. Then he laid down on his bed and stared at the
ceiling. His mind was racing. He could not help but relive the past
couple of hours repeatedly.

After about ten minutes he heard his mother open the front door and
the stairs creaked slightly as she tip-toed up the stairs. There was
another minutes pause before she opened the door. Bobby winced as
the door opened; he knew from long experience what was about to
occur. Barbara Martin had never treated her son very well. In fact
she ruthlessly dominated him, always finding fault in every thing he
did. It seemed to him that there was no pleasing his mother. He sat
up on his bed and prepared himself for the worse.

"Well Bobby, you have really done it this time, haven't you? What
are you some kind of animal to behave like that? Do you know what
kind of damage this could do to Linda is this got out?"

You should talk, Bobby thought to himself as he glared at his mother.
Barbara, seeing the defiance in her son's eyes, took two steps
forward and slapped him with her open hand across the cheek. The
blow was so strong that it knocked him off the bed onto the floor.
Tears flowed from Bobby's eyes from the anger and humiliation of
this treatment.

"You little bastard! I have given you everything and this is how
you thank me. Is this how I've taught you behave? You're lucky
that you are too old to spank you with a belt like I used to. You
certainly should have your ass whipped for what you did. Now, this
is what is going to happen. Your little episode with Linda is to be
forgotten just like it never happened. It is *never* to be mentioned
again and that goes double for mentioning it to Mr. Stevens or your
dad. Do you understand me young man?"

"Yes mam," said Bobby meekly.

"And one more thing. Your driving privileges are suspended
indefinitely," Barbara said as she turned to storm out of the room
slamming the door behind her.

You hypocritical bitch! Bobby thought to himself. Someday you are
going to pay for this. As his eyes fell on his bookshelf, a plan
suddenly formed in his mind. As a slight smile came to his glum face
as he thought...and it may be sooner than she thinks.

That night Bobby's father Jeff noticed the friction between Bobby
and his mother but had learned long ago not to interfere in such
matters. He too was subject to his wife's domineering commanding
ways and he wasn't about to experience her wrath by taking sides in
some pointless dispute that he was bound to lose. He noticed that
Bobby ate his dinner silently and never once exchanged words with
his mother. I wonder what happened? he thought to himself.

After they all went to bed, Bobby again lay awake staring at the
ceiling. Suddenly he heard a distant but familiar thumping sound.
Bobby quickly reached under his bed and got a drinking glass. He
placed the open end firmly against the wall adjoining his parent's
bed room and his own and listened intently. Damn, he thought, dad's
giving it to mom again. No wonder he puts up with her shit. You
would think with what happened today she would have had enough.

"Oh honey it feels good!" He could hear her say. "Yes fuck me
harder. Oh God! Yes! Fuck me, Jeff! Yes, Yes Yessssss....Uhh, uhhh,
eeeh, Oh, yes fuck me! uuuuhhhhh..."

Then there was silence for a while.

"Barb, what are you doing?"

"I'm sucking you to make you hard again. I want some more."

"What is the matter with you tonight? God you are such a horny
devil tonight. Not that I'm complaining or anything like that. It's
just out of character for you."

"Oh, I guess that romance novel I was reading just got me really
turned on. You know what, I want to do something really kinky. I'm
going to lay down on the floor and I want you to do me doggy style.
And talk dirty to me while your'e doing it to me, babe."

"Ha...whatever you want dear."

Bobby listened carefully to the remaining session. He could visualize
his mother's lovely body all too well, and he had a raging hardon. He
wanted to jack off badly but he wanted save himself for what he
knew was coming tomorrow.

The next morning Bobby waited until his dad had left for work and
his mom had gone for her morning work-out at the health club..
Getting the video tape from his bookshelf he went down stairs to the
family room. He spent some time hooking together the two VCR
players. Then he found a blank tape and made a copy of the original.
Finally he went out to the garage and carefully hid the original tape
in the rafters using a step ladder. He put everything away and
waited.

While he waited Bobby built up his courage for the impending
confrontation with his mother. Eighteen years of abuse was
surfacing as naked anger.

He heard his mother opening the front door.

"Bobby, where are you?"

"I'm in here mom" He noticed she was wearing a tight t-shirt, an
athletic bra, a pair of jogging shoes, and a baggy pair of sweat pants
as she entered the room.

"Bobby, what are you doing just sitting in here? Did you clean-up
your room and do the dishes like you are supposed to?"

"Just a minute, mom. I have something I need to show you."

"Okay dear, but this better be quick because you have chores to
do."

Barbara sat down on the coach as Bobby got up and turned on the
VCR. Barbara let out a stunned gasp as she realized what she was
seeing. She sat immobile in shocked disbelief throughout the entire
video.

"You Bastard!" she said. "How dare you intrude in private affairs
of adults. Who the hell do think you are?"

"This is a copy mom. I'm going to give the original to dad."

The look of anger was quickly replaced by a look of real fear. Bobby
had never seen his mother like this and he got inner satisfaction
from it.

"Bobby! You can't do that! You don't understand. It will destroy
our family. Your father would never understand. He would leave
me for sure. I would lose everything. Please! Don't do this Bobby,
Please! Honey, I beg you."

"Alright mom. But under one condition. No more bossing me
around. From now own whenever we are alone, I'm the boss, got it?"

"Oh thank you son. I knew you wouldn't do that to your mother."

"I'm glad you understand mom. But I don't think you understand
completely. Let me make it clear to you. You know when you
slapped me yesterday. You said I should have been spanked with a
belt for acting like an animal. Well it seems to me that's what you
were doing. Some come lay across my lap and get your spanking."

"Bobby!!! You can't mean that. I won't do that," Barbara said in
shocked disbelief.

"It's either that or I give the tape to dad."

She sat silently staring into her son's eyes looking for some sign of
weakness. Instead she saw determination and coldness. This went
on for about 30 seconds before she timidly replied.

"Okay. But please don't hurt me," she whimpered.

Bobby pulled off his belt and sat on the edge of the couch. His
mother laid across his lap trembling in fear. He reached down and
pulled off her shoes. Then gripping the back of her short red hair
with his left hand, he placed his right hand on the waist band and
pulled her sweat pants and underwear down to her ankles in one
swift movement. Barbara screamed and tried to get up but her son
held her firmly on his lap. He picked up the belt and brought down
savagely on her bare backside.

"Lay still and take your spanking or the deal is off." he said.
Barbara whimpered but complied. He hit her ten times, just like she
used to do to him. With each whack she jumped and kicked her feet.
Eventually she had kicked off her pants leaving her completely bare
from waist down. Bobby could feel the hardness growing between
his legs in anticipation. Tears streamed out of her eyes, and it was
starting to occur to her where this was leading. She was doubly
ashamed because she was starting to feel turned on by this
humiliation.

Bobby let go of her hair with his left hand and pulled her t-shirt
quickly over her head before she could stop him. Then with
surprising agility he unfastened he bra and it fell to the floor just as
he delivered his last few blows. Bobby admired the naked form of
his mother as she lay struggling across his lap. Her tits bounced with
each hit in a suprisingly erotic way. Finally, he pushed her off his
lap onto her knees and stood up.

"Now mom, do we agree that I'm the boss? It's your choice. You
don't have to do anything. We can stop now and I will give dad the
tape if you want."

"NO! You're the boss."

"Okay then. Unzip my fly and take it out."

"What!!! No Bobby please don't make me do that. I can't do that,
please." Tears streamed down her face as she desperately pleaded
with her son.

"I told you its your choice, mom."

Seeing that her son was determined. She reached over with
trembling hands and unzipped his pants. Then without further
prompting she unfasten them and let them fall to his ankles. He
stepped out of his pants and pulled off his t-shirt simultaneously.
She was now seeing at face level his erection that was clearly trying
to escape his briefs. Still trembling she lowered his underwear. She
was shocked by how aroused she was by the sight of her own son's
stiff member. A barely audible gasp escaped her involuntarily.
Almost without hesitation she leaned forward to engulf his manhood
with her warm mouth.

Bobby looked down at his mom's beautiful naked body and marveled
at the sight of his mother with his dick in her mouth. She sucked it
like a pro and watched in amazement as his mother's perfect
features framed by her lovely short red hair slid up and down his
shaft. Her lovely green eyes still brimming with tears looked up to
her commanding son as saliva an pre-cum leaked around the edges
of her beautiful lips. It didn't take long before he could feel his
eruption rising. With a final savage thrust all the way to the back of
his mother's throat, he grabbed her head and held it. He shot a load
of hot jism straight down her throat. She swallowed the first spurt
but then pushed away just as the second came causing it to strike
her on her forehead, nose and mouth.

Bobby pulled back to look at his trembling mother with his cum all
over her face and laughed.

"Good blow job mom. Now let's see if you fuck as good as you suck
dick or lick cunt. You do want to me to fuck you don't you mom?"

She hesitated, and answered reluctantly, "Yes."

"Well tell me then. Just like you told dad last night. Say please fuck me."

"Please fuck me, Bobby."

Bobby smiled and said, "Stand up and kiss me mom." She complied
without hesitation this time. As they tightly embraced, Bobby slid
his hand from the back of her neck down her back and gripped her
butt pulling her groin against his thigh. She gasped for a second as
her son grasped her tender buttocks, but quickly returned to kissing
her son. Bobby was surprised at how passionately she was kissing
him. Her tongue expertly probed into his mouth. He could feel her
juices as she rubbed her red-haired twat against his leg. He could
feel her warm nipples on her lovely breasts harden as she rubbed
them vigorously against his bare chest. Her breathing had become
deep and rapid and Bobby was once again confronted by a woman
fully aroused. Barbara knew what she wanted now and wasn't about
to stop until she got it. She looked into her son's eyes that matched
her own lovely pair. Her's, however, had a unmatched gleam as she
realized suddenly that she and not her son was now in control of the
situation. It was undoubtedly the combination, of her experience as
a lover and her bewitching body, but whatever it was she intuitively
sensed that her son would now do whatever she asked. She glanced
down at his now painfully engorged male organ and looked back at
him with a half-smile said in a demanding voice:

"Bobby, put me against the wall and fuck me."

"Yes, mam." he replied out of habit.

Bobby and his mother took a few steps to the nearest wall. She
reached down and grabbed his dick and placed it and placed its head
on her swollen pussy lips. She rubbed it quickly against her dripping
wet slit. Then she smiled as she watched her son's puzzled face and
said, "Do it!"

Bobby thrust and slid all the way in to his full length easily. His
mother's eyes went wide and she gasped as if surprised. Seeing his
mother's reaction he felt encouraged. He reached down and grabbed
his mother's thighs and lifted her feet off the floor. Her legs
immediately spread invitingly and she crossed her legs and hooked
her ankles together behind him. Her arms went over his shoulders
and gripped his back firmly, tightly pressing her boobs against his
chest.

Bobby was now thrusting all the way into his mother with long slow
strokes. He would pull back nearly out and then slide slowly back in
enjoying the feel of mother's tight vaginal walls.

Unknown to our two occupied lovers, Linda Stevens crossed the
street to have her morning coffee with Barbara. She lightly knocked
on the front door and walked on in just as she always did on
weekday mornings. She was just about to shout to Barbara that she
was here when she heard familiar sounds coming from the family
room. Silently she crept and peered into the room and arrived just
in time to see Bobby make his first thrust. Bobby immediately began
to fuck his mother with his back to Linda. Linda saw the clothes on
the floor by the coach and she saw Barbara's cum splattered face. It
wasn't hard for her to figure out what she had just missed. Turn-
about is only fair play she thought and smiling she stepped fully into
the room. Even though Barbara was in deep ecstasy from the wall-
banging she was receiving, she still noticed her friends presence but
wasn't about to stop the action. She couldn't even stop herself from
gasping and moaning as son was now pumping her rapidly. So
instead she just smiled back at her eagerly watching neighbor and
made a kissing motion with her lips. She kept saying, "Oh god baby,
yes! Fuck your mother. Fuck momma."

Then a strange thing happened Linda started unbuttoning her blouse
and she stepped out of her jeans. This was followed in rapid
succession by her removing her bra and panties. Linda was now
standing completely naked in full view of her nearly orgasmic
neighbor. Barbara could see her friends erect nipples and watched
lustfully as she began to rub her breasts with her left hand. Her
right hand was busily probing the cunt lips of her flowering pussy
and she inserted two of her fingers into her own rapidly moistening
hole. As Bobby plunged his shaft in and out of his mother at breath-
taking speed, Linda paced her finger fucking of herself to match.
Barbara was completely enthralled by the sight she was seeing.
Although she loved the screwing she was getting from her son, she
knew from yesterday's experience that she preferred to make love to
Linda. She gave Linda a look that said "I'm going to have your pussy
next."

Bobby finally built up to his peak and erupted saying "Here it is mom
take it, arghhhhh....," and then he began to slow down from
exhaustion.

"Oh god! Don't stop Bobby. I'm almost there," Barbara cried out.
"Keep going son. Fuck your mother. Fuck me hard." Bobby
complied. In fact it made his softening prick start to revert back to
its hardened state just from hearing her plead. "Oh God! Yes! I'm
coming! I'm coming! Uuhhhhh....," his mother cried out as she
clutched him tightly with her legs and arms. She nearly squeezed
the air out of him. This sight was too much for Linda and she too
came rather noisily. Bobby recognized her orgasmic scream from
yesterday and knew who it was even before he turned around to
look. Bobby slowly pulled his dick out of his mother and a few drops
of his cum mixed with her juices ran down her leg provacatively.

Nothing was said for a moment or two, they all just stood there
silently trying to catch their breath and occasionally casting their
eyes from one to the other. Each was waiting for the other to say
something. Finally Linda daringly broke the ice by lifting her sticky
fingers to her lips and licking her own juices off them while the
others watched in amazement. Bobby was now really starting to get
hard and Barbara could feel a tingle between her legs again.

Linda smiled and said, "You know kid, if you think you can handle it,
I'd like to get the same treatment you just gave your dear mother."

Barbara looked to her son, and gave a slightly wicked smile, "Oh yes
Bobby I think you should give her the same treatment you gave me,"
she said and her eyes quickly looked at the belt on the couch. Bobby
caught on immediately, he quickly went to the couch and sat down
and said to Linda, "Okay. Come kneel beside me on my right side.
Mom you come and kneel on my left." Linda complied and leaned
over eagerly to take Bobby's swelling member in her mouth, but
before she could accomplish her goal, Barbara reached across his lap
and grabbed Linda under her arms and pulled he across her sons lap.
Linda started to protest and tried to get up, but both the Martins
held her firmly in place.

"Well Linda you wanted the same treatment I got so that what you
are going to get. Whip her ass with the belt son. Do it hard like you
did to me." "Whack," the belt went as it hit her bare backside. She
cried out in pain but no longer fought to get up. Instead she lay
dormant waiting for the next stroke. Barbara let go of her arms and
started to play with her breasts that dangled provactively from her
son's lap. After the fourth blow, Barbara grabbed her sexy
neighbor's shoulder length light brown hair and said, "Now its your
turn to eat Bobby's cum from my pussy." She pushed her steaming
cunt into Linda's mouth as Bobby continued to spank her. Tears
were now streaming from her brown eyes.

"That's right lick it. Eat it all and swallow it." Linda's tongue
probed deep into Barbara's hole and she expertly glided it
occasionally across Barbara's clit. Barbara was very turned on by her
talented neighbor's tongue. Linda too was getting pleasure even
through the pain. She knew that the Martins would not really hurt
her. She too was getting very hot and she was almost dissapointed
when Bobby delivered his last whack.

Letting go of Linda, she fell off of Bobby's lap softly sobbing. Barbara
moved to the center of the room. She sat down on the floor, leaned
back on her elbows, and spread her legs for both to see. "Come finish
what you started Linda. I want you to lick my cunt good." Linda
crawled over to her friend slowly and lowered her head to Barbara's
snatch. Slurping and sucking noisingly. Bobby watched the two
women hungarily from the couch. Barbara looked over to her son
and said commandingly, "Fuck her, dear. She wants you to fuck her
like the slut she is. I want to see you fuck this horny bitch while she
does momma."

Bobby got down on his knee's behind Linda. She spread her thighs
apart and pushed her red ass in the air giving him an excellent view
of her bright pink cunt lips poking through her brown bush. He put
his swollen dick at her entrance and quickly repeated yesterday's
performance. This time he reached under her and grabbed her big
tits like handles while he plunged in and out rapidly. He was
surprised at how wet she was. His mother's pussy was pushing her
head backward and he was driving her forward into it. In between
Linda was sandwiched between the mother and son team but loving
every second of it. Finally Barbara came first followed in rapid
succesion by her son. "Take this you whore, bitch, slut, cunt,
uugghhh..."

Barbara quickly realized that Linda was in need of attention. She
rolled her good neighbor onto her back and crawled closer, stopping
only to give her tits a few kisses and teasing bites. Then she said,
"Now its my turn to eat Bobby's cum from your cunt again," and she
dived between Linda's legs. An exhaused Bobby laid back to watch
the show. He watched as his mother slurped up his sperm from
where he had just put it. Linda must have been close because within
seconds she was screaming and thrashing her pussy into the lovely
redhead's face. Barbara moved up to Linda's face and crawled up
and gave her a tender kiss. The two women embraced and kissed
each other on the neck, shoulders, and tits and then holding each
other gave a long and passionate probing kiss. Finally they broke the
kiss and looked over to Bobby. Bobby's mother leaned over to
Linda's ear and whispered something. Both women gigled and then
they looked to Bobby again.

"Hey stud. Think you can fuck your mother again?"

"Yeah, and don't forget your good neighbor. I want that hard dick
in me again reallll soon."

"I don't know if I can, but I sure will try."

"Maybe we should use the belt on him if he can't obey Linda."

"Yep, Barb sounds right to me."