The knock at the door was persistent. Rita tried to tune it out and focus once more on the novel in her hands, but it wouldn't stop. She frowned as she put the book aside, put her feet into high-heeled slippers, rose, and fastened her robe. Tommy wasn't due for an hour or more. Besides, he had his own key. She opened the door.
"Why, Bill!" she said. "Tommy isn't here just yet, but come on in."
"Thanks, Mrs. Baylor," he said, following her in.
"We don't need to be formal. It isn't like we didn't know each other. Call me Rita."
"Okay, Rita," he said, sitting by her on the couch. "Actually, it's you I wanted to see."
"Oh? What about? I thought you had a date with Mitzi last night."
"Yeah. That's why I wanted to see you."
"I don't understand!" she said.
"Well, Rita… it's just that you're so much better than Mitzi."
His face colored. "Yeah, Mitzi tried to be good, I guess. But it's so much nicer when I'm with you."
"Wouldn't you rather be with a girl your own age?"
"Yeah… no… I mean, you're so pretty, and you look young. I guess you must be close to forty, but you're better looking than the girls in my class. I really like you, Rita. I like you better than any of those girls."
What could she say? Honest compliments didn't happen every day. She liked him too, and she liked it when he fucked her.
Rita lay down on the couch with her back across his lap, looked up into his eyes, and said, "Strip me down, Bill. I like to have your hands on me."
Bill's hands trembled while he fumbled with the sash on her robe, but he got the knot untied and drew the garment apart.
"God, but you're beautiful, Rita," he said as he ran a hand down under a garter and inside the top of her stocking.
"I try to take care of my body," she said, shrugging one shoulder slightly, then the other, letting the robe slip down off her arms, and then lying back on the garment. "It's all for you."
He grasped the front of her bra and drew the two halves together, releasing the hook, and then pulled the cups wide. Her tits sprang free and stood straight out. The straps fell off her shoulders, and she raised herself a little, letting the bra drop from her arms.
His breathing came faster as he slipped his hand down over her soft hips and into the waistband of her panties. She raised her ass while he peeled the yellow nylon down onto her thighs, then she raised her legs so he could slip the panties off.
Rita watched his eyes while she slowly lowered her legs to the couch, gradually revealing her cunt. His eyes focused on the curve of her belly, then on her bare pussy.
"My God, Rita! You're…"
"Am I naked or what?" she said as she spread her legs slightly, drawing her bare cunt-lips apart.
"You look like my…"
"Like your what?"
"Like my little sister," he said as he ran a hand down over her slick cunt-mound and pressed a finger between her pouting lips.
"Don't tell me you've been fooling around with a little girl!"
He colored. "No! No, but she runs around naked after a shower. Your cunt is as bare and smooth as hers."
"How about the rest of me? Do I really look like her?"
Bill grinned while he ran a hand over the swell of one hip and squeezed one tit, making the nipple ache and turn hard in his hand. He shook his head.
"No, she isn't developed like you, Rita." He put his hands over both tits and squeezed them. "You have the nicest tits, better than any of the girls I've ever seen."
"They're too little."
"They are not! They stick straight out."
Rita had to laugh. "That's because you keep squeezing them. I like your hands on me, but you're making them ache pretty good. Stand up, and I'll get you undressed."
As Rita started to sit up, he kept his arms around her, cupping her tits in his hands. He pulled her back against him and pinched the nipples, making her toss her head back and gasp. Then he released her. She stood and pulled him to his feet.
He kicked off his loafers while she opened his fly and drew his jeans down. Kneeling before him, she pulled off one pant leg, then the other.
While he drew his sweat shirt off, she stayed on her knees and grabbed his shorts by the waistband. The cock-bulge in his shorts was big and hard. She brought her face nearer while she pulled the white cotton underwear down.
His cock sprang free against her face, and she let his shorts fall around his ankles. The hard prick-shaft was hot in her hand. Rita put her mouth to the prick-head and parted her lips while she nodded toward his groin.
Her lips stretched over his cock-head… farther… farther. Then her lips were around the shaft itself and the cock-head filled her mouth. She sucked the head of his cock and his groin trembled while his fingers touched her hair.
Rita drew her lips off his cock-head and stood before him. He put his hands on her hips and looked down at her.
She smiled. "There isn't much left of my clothes… just the garters, stockings and slippers. Do you want me to take them off?"
He was swallowing over and over, and his face was turning red. After a moment, he shook his head. "No, I like you dressed just the way you are."
Bill reached down and scooped her up in his arms and carried her toward the open door to her bedroom. Turning sideways, he sidestepped through the doorway and then stood, looking down at her, smiling.
"You look good enough to eat," he said. "Just like a slice of watermelon."
She curled an arm around his neck and drew his head down and kissed him. "I'm not sure I like the analogy, but I wouldn't mind being eaten."
He laid her on her back and got on his knees, between her legs. Rita spread her thighs straight out for him as he bent forward.
His trace of beard stubble scratched over her shaved cunt while he ran his mouth up and down the length of her pussy-gash. The stubble scratched, but it didn't hurt. It was the stamp of real manhood.
Bill ran his tongue and down along the edges of her cunt-lips. Then he pushed his tongue down in her cunt-gash and licked upward, all the way up to where the cunt-lips joined, then back down the slit and upward again.
As he licked her pussy over and over, little ripples of tingling warmth flowed the length of her cunt-lips. Her hips rocked to the movement of his tongue. She held his head in her hands, stroking his dark hair.
Then he paused from his licking and pressed his tongue deep into her cunt-slit. Her breath came in little gasps while his tongue penetrated her pussy, pushing the pussy-lips apart.
Then he was licking inside her, his tongue thrusting deep, bringing a ripple of tingling warmth down with it. He slowly licked in the folds of her cunt, and when his tongue was just inside her inner slit, he fucked it in deep, making her roll her ass up.
What was wrong with that dumb bitch Mitzi? The girl didn't like the way he fucked her. This was the best anyone had ever eaten Rita's pussy. Maybe the little bitch just didn't know how to bring out the best in him.
Now Bill gave full strokes with his tongue. Scarcely aware she was doing it, Rita clamped her cunt hard around his tongue. He pulled hard at her pussy-lips. His head bobbed on her cunt as she rocked her hips up and down.
Then he drew his tongue out of her fuck-hole and raised his head.
"If we don't start fucking," he said, "I'm gonna come outside you."
He wasn't exaggerating. His cock, stiff as a steel rod, had a drop of precum on the head.
She said, "Let's use another position. Dogstyle."
"I never did it that way before," he said, "but I'll try."
"You'll have to handle me a lot."
"I'm sure I'll like it then."
Rita turned over on her stomach and, keeping her head turned to the side on the pillow, brought her ass up high. She let her back sway so her belly was down on the bed.
Bill's body was hot against her ass-cheeks as he came up against her with his arms curled around her waist and under her tits. His palms cupped her aching tits and his cock pushed into her crotch against the mound of her bald cunt. He brought his knees out, spreading her legs wide.
She reached back between her legs and grabbed his cock by the shaft and guided the cock-head between her cunt-lips and into her cunt-slit. After only his tongue had been inside her pussy, his cock-head felt huge against her tightly stretched pussy-lips.
For the time being, he just held the head of his cock against her inner cunt-hole while he squeezed the tender flesh of her tits, holding the nipples, rotating them back and forth. The ache in her nipples spread through her tits and moved down through her chest to her belly.
While she rubbed his cock-head up and down in her cunt-slot, he pushed harder. She gasped when the cock-head pushed her inner fuck-hole open. The quick stab of pain went away, then it stabbed back briefly each time he pushed her wider as his cock-head opened her, relentlessly.
Finally, the pain stopped. His entire cock-head had to be buried in her cunt. Her cunt-lips were stretched tightly around his prick-shaft.
He fucked into her slowly, and a wave of tingling heat followed his cock-head in, all the way to the depths of her cunt. The heat faded as he drew back and stopped, the cock-head just inside her cunt-lips. He bent close over her and kissed her.
"Your cock is so nice inside me. Let's fuck!"
While he squeezed her aching tits, he drove his cock deep in her cunt.
"Oh!" she gasped.
He slowly drew back until the prick-head tugged at her pussy-lips. He stopped, poised, and thrust into her.
Each time his cock-head hit bottom, he pinched her nipples. The hard tit-flesh ached with pleasure. She writhed under him and thrashed her head to the side. When she opened her mouth, his lips were there, kissing her.
Again and again, he fucked deep in her. The waves of heat in her cunt started building, higher with each stroke of his cock.
"Ooooh! Ooooh!"
His cock-strokes turned slower and slower. He couldn't be far from coming, himself. She tensed in position while he rammed into her, bringing the swell of heat higher and higher.
Her cunt-cum let go and he stopped fucking into her. Bill held his rigid cock deep in her cunt while she quivered and pumped her cum over his embedded prick.
When her quivering stopped, he asked, "Want me to wait 'til you've had time to recover?"
"No. Keep fucking me, Bill, honey. I want you to come inside me now."
He drew back and fucked into her so hard it jarred her hips. Then he drew back and slammed into her… again… again.
Then he clutched her tits hard and tensed against her and his jism shot deep in her cunt. The hot cum pumped over and over.
When his cum stopped spurting and his cock turned soft, he drew it out and helped her bring her knees together. She lay down and turned on her side while he lay against her.
He put an arm over her hip and held an ass-cheek to draw her against him. She closed her eyes and dreamed with her face against his, dreamed while she waited for her energy to return.
When strength returned to her legs, she kissed him and said, "We both started some oral business a while ago. It's still unfinished business."
"I'm not a business-man, but I can't stand unfinished business. How about a sixty-nine?"
"Okay," she said. "I'll get on top."
Just as Rita straddled Bill's shoulders, facing his limp-cock, the front door clicked.
"Jesus!" Tommy gasped.
"Oh, my God!" Rita said. "That's Tommy and he sees our clothes all over the living room. I'd better talk to him. Stay here."
Wearing her stockings and garters, Rita walked into the living room, closing the bedroom door behind her.
"Hi, honey," she said. "Surprised?"
He looked at her figure with a combination of awe and astonishment in his face.
"Yeah, Mom. Surprised… and relieved to see you're all right. At first, when I saw the clothes all over the place, I thought you'd been raped."
"No such luck," she said, smiling. "I've been giving lessons."
"Mom! Stop that!"
"Well, I'm sure you know your mother isn't all that pure, honey. He's a nice guy who needed a few pointers."
"Anybody I know?"
"He's a friend of yours."
"Bill?"
She nodded.
Tommy grinned. "It's about time that guy came out of his shell. You finished with your lessons?"
"I thought I'd give one more, you're welcome to join us."
Rita led the way back into the bedroom after Tommy had undressed. Bill was lying on his back with his cock still limp, an uncertain expression on his face. His Adam's apple bobbed.
"Tommy, if I'd…"
"We've already talked it over," Rita said, "and Tommy wants to join us."
"Gee, how do we do it?" Bill asked.
"You and I'll do sixty-nine, just like we were going to do," Rita said, getting up on the bed and once more straddling his shoulders. "While we're eating each other, Tommy will fuck me in the ass. Got the Vaseline, honey?"
Tommy held the jar in his hand.
Rita reached back from her kneeling position and spread her ass-cheeks. Tommy's finger was gentle in her asshole as he spread the lubricant. When he'd finished twisting his greasy fingers back and forth, he gave a couple of playful but searing thrusts into her ass, then drew his finger out.
Rita bent down to Bill's limp cock and put the cock-head in her mouth and sucked it, drawing the cock-shaft through her lips. Satisfied, she let her knees slide out to the sides. Bill's arms pushed her thighs out farther, and her cunt settled down on his face, and his tongue licked through her cunt-slot.
Tommy's cock touched her asshole, and his arms went under her chest. He held her tits gently in his hands while he pushed his cock harder and harder against the tight ring of her asshole.
She wiggled her hips, and her cunt-lips pushed out over Bill's mouth. She settled her hips down, pressing her cunt down on his face while he thrust his tongue up into her pussy. His tongue brought a warm wave of tingling heat that ran through her cunt.
Tommy had kept pressing his cock hard against her asshole, and now the cock-head slipped inside, burning all the way. He fucked full length into her ass, the pain searing through the depths of her ass-guts.
Bill's cock came to life in her mouth. It grew and turned hard while she swallowed over and over, drawing the prick-head deep in her throat. As his cock stiffened, she was able to slide her mouth up and down the length of the cock-shaft. She ran her lips full length, from the cock-head down to where her nose touched his balls.
As he ass-fucked her, driving his prick full length into her again and again, the burning pain turned into an ache, a good ache like the ache in her tits from his pinching the nipples.
While Tommy ass-fucked her, she brought her lips up on Bill's cock-shaft, taking the cock-head into her throat. She stopped when her lips pulled against the bulge of the prick-head, keeping the head inside her mouth. She breathed through her nose, then slipped her lips back down the length of the prick-shaft.
While she ran her lips back down, Bill held her head lightly in his hands. His fingers caressed her face, brushed her hair. He rearranged the way her hair cascaded down in disarray in a big pile on his balls.
While she went down on Bill, he curled his tongue in her cunt and slipped it over her clit. She recoiled at the electric flash when his tongue touched her clit, and her hips jerked in reaction. He ran his tongue over her clit again and again, making her writhe and jerk against his face.
While Bill tongue-lashed her clit, she tried to hold her hips still while Tommy slammed cock into her ass. His cock-strokes turned faster and harder.
Then he tensed against her ass-cheeks and his cum spurted deep in her ass-guts, burning each time it pumped.
While Tommy's jism flowed hot in her ass, she worked on Bill's cock. She ran her lips up and down, faster and faster. He writhed under her mouth and arched his body to thrust his cock up into her mouth.
Then he shivered and spurted his hot cum into her throat just as she drove her lips down to the base of his cock. She held the length of his cock in her throat and swallowed the creamy cum as it pumped over and over.
Bill kept his tongue stroking against the stiff clit. The warmth in her cunt built like a huge tidal wave, higher and higher and higher. Then the heat burst within her and her cunt-cum let go, flowing into his waiting mouth.
When her cum stopped flowing, she slipped her lips off Bill's softening cock and breathed the cool air. Tommy pulled his spent cock out of her ass.
Rita lay between Tommy and Bill. It was with mixed feelings of exhaustion and accomplishment that she thought of the evening's work. She had been fucking like a teenager, and her cunt was getting more sore with each fuck-session.
But she had at least taught Bill a few pointers, and she had protected her son from unprincipled girls.
What kind of bullshit was she thinking? She had fucked Bill because she liked to fuck. She had fucked her son because she liked to fuck. She had fucked Mitzi because she liked to fuck.
Why not get smart? She had been fucking herself to death because she was too selfish to think of anyone else enjoying her son. All right. Continue enjoying him, but let other people share him.
Rita said, "I think we all need to expand our horizons."
"Mom!"
"Now hear me out. You both liked our little threesome, didn't you?"
"Yeah, sure," Bill said.
"You know I did, Mom," Tommy said. "I always like it with you."
"Well, a threesome was good. A foursome should be even better."
"Mom, does that mean another guy?"
"No. It means another girl… and I'm going to call her right now."