The road into the old stamping mill was rough and pot-holed. Finally Doris pulled off the road into a grassy spot under some trees and turned off the engine. In the sudden silence everyone could hear the birds arguing and the gurgle of running water.
"We'll leave the car here and walk the rest of the way." Doris opened the door and got out to stretch. "There's a real bad spot just ahead that I nearly wrecked on last time we came up."
"Is it far?" Pauline got out and looked around. Everything was so quiet and peaceful, the car seemed like it was intruding.
"About five minutes. Alex, you take the ice chest, and don't drop it! It's got bottles in it, and if they break, Heaven help you."
Alex grinned and nodded. He was feeling great! He had a hunch that this afternoon would be a lot more than just a picnic!
"Joan, you take the bag with the sandwiches and I'll take the salad. Don't bother to lock the car, no one has been here in months. See the dirt – no tracks except ours."
With all this out of the way, Doris picked up the salad bowl, carefully covered with foil, and started along the road. Pauline fell in beside her, with Joan and Alex bringing up the rear.
The walk was pleasant, but hot. The summer sun blazed down and the shade was a welcome relief. After a few minutes the remains of a large wooden building came into sight. It was built against a cliff and looked like it had once been several stories high.
"That's it," Doris said. "There's a lovely spot right down here. But watch your footing, these rocks are tricky."
The four of them made it to the bottom of the steep bank without mishap, and Doris lead the way through a screen of bushes to an open area that fronted on the creek, with the mill just across the stream from them.
"It's beautiful!" Pauline dropped the towels and blanket on the grass and kicked off her sandals. The bank had broken away and there was a tiny, pebbley beach. She walked down to the water and waded in until the water was over her ankles.
"Brrr, it's cold!"
Doris laughed. "Up around the bend, just beyond that tree, is a small pool. It's good for about two or three strokes in either direction, but it's nice just to laze around in."
Alex took off his shoes and socks and rolled his pants up. He waded past his mother and upstream around the bend. Just as Doris had described, there was a small natural dam formed from fallen trees and boulders. The water behind it looked cool and inviting.
"I'm going in," he announced when he got back. He picked up his towel and swim suit and ducked behind a screen of bushes to change.
"I'm going in, too," Joan announced. She waited until Alex emerged from the bushes, his clothing over one arm and a blush on his face.
Pauline gasped slightly. Alex's trunks were too small for him now, and the enormous thickness of his cock was all too obvious. She felt her stomach tie itself into a knot of lust. The idea of that huge piece of meat inside her cunt made her tremble.
Doris, less inhibited than Pauline, stared at the teenager. Watching him until he was out of sight, she turned to Pauline and raised her eyebrows.
"You didn't tell me your son was half stallion," she said lightly.
Pauline, blushing, nodded. "I only found out about it myself this morning. He asked how big a normal prick was. Then, like a fool, I asked him and… and he told me how big he was."
"Well?" Doris, busy spreading out the blanket, looked up at Pauline.
"Ten inches," Pauline sighed.
"My God almighty! He is a fucking horse! Jesus, ten ever-loving inches of cock meat…" Doris shivered. "The idea makes me horny as hell."
"Me too," Pauline admitted. She flopped down on the blanket and accepted a bottle of beer from Doris. "After he told me about it I sent him to the store just so I could masturbate, dreaming about fucking my own son. God, I'm sick!"
"Bullshit." Doris took a healthy swig of beer and smacked her lips. "You're just like I am – young, healthy and horny."
"Healthy and horny, yes, but I'm almost forty, and that isn't young any more."
"Bullshit," Doris repeated. "I'm forty-one, and I still like to fuck every chance I get. I've been thinking about sending Joan away this summer for a couple of weeks, maybe longer. Then…" she smiled, "every night, a cock. Ummm, the idea is enough to turn me on just thinking about it!"
Pauline giggled. It was a great idea, but she knew she'd never be able to do it herself – she lacked the nerve.
"Ten you what." Doris finished her beer and put the bottle aside. "Why don't we send both the kids away and then we can go looking for cocks as a team?"
Pauline blushed and shook her head. "I… I couldn't, Doris. I've tried, but… well, I just…" She shrugged.
Doris took a tube of suntan oil out of her handbag and began putting it on her legs and arms. She lay down on the blanket and untied her halter strings.
"Here, put some on my back, would you?"
Pauline took the tube and began rubbing the oil on her friend's smooth back. Doris wiggled slightly and then lifted her head and looked at Pauline.
"Do the backs of my legs, too, would you?" Pauline applied oil to the backs of Doris' thighs and gradually worked it in until the woman's body had a lovely sheen to it.
"Ummm, thanks." Doris yawned. "Here, let me do you before I fall asleep. This sun is great!"
"Oh shit!" Pauline swore violently.
"What's wrong?"
"I forgot my swim suit. I can't do anything. All I've got on is a pair of panties. No bra, nothing."
Doris shrugged. "So what? Sunbathe naked. The kids'll make enough noise coming back so you can put something on before they get here."
"Think so?" Pauline wanted to, but…
"Sure, what's the matter, embarrassed?"
Pauline blushed slightly and nodded.
Doris laughed. "Don't be. I was one of three girls, and we used to sunbathe naked all the time. I'm so used to raw skin I don't even see it any more."
"Well, if you don't mind, then I will." Pauline undid her blouse and slipped out of it, enjoying the teeing of the air on her breasts. She stood up and undid her skirt, letting it fall to the ground. Doris carefully studied the ruins on the opposite side of the creek while Pauline slid her panties off and then lay down on her stomach beside her friend.
"Ready?" Doris put a generous dollop of oil in the palm of her hand.
"Uh-hum. Ohhh, this is nice!" Pauline cradled her head in her arms, staring at the creek.
Doris rubbed the oil into Pauline's shoulders and back and then began on her legs. Pauline giggled as Doris tickled her every so often.
"What's so funny?"
"You're tickling me, damn it." Pauline began laughing.
Doris joined in. "Sorry," she apologized. "I didn't know you were so sensitive."
Pauline propped herself up on her elbows.
"Ordinarily, I'm not. But today, every single part of me seems to want to be touched."
Doris nodded agreement. "I told you before, Pauline, I like sex. Right now my daughter, the lucky little bitch, is probably getting her twat ripped in half by that fence post your son carries around as a prick. She's too young to really appreciate it, but…"
Doris laughed. "While you were asleep on the way up here there was quite a bit of activity in the back seat. They kept quiet, but Alex finger-fucked her and Joan gave him some head."
"Head?" Pauline rolled on her side, forgetting her nakedness.
"Uh-huh. I couldn't see it, but I could hear it. She sucked him until he squirted his load right into her mouth."
"Oh!" Pauline blushed. She rubbed her hand over her belly, aware that her nipples were hard as rocks.
"Horny?"
Pauline nodded. "I… I just don't know what to do, Doris. I keep thinking about that huge cock, dreaming of it inside me, but then I remember it's attached to my son, and…"
Doris lay down on her back beside Pauline, her heavy breasts jutting into the air. She cupped them, her thumbs teasing the nipples hard. Embarrassed, Pauline looked away.
"Pauline," Doris said quietly, "I'll help you, if you'll help me."
"What do you want?" Pauline nervously glanced at her friend.
Doris licked her lips. "I… I'm going to masturbate. When I… just before I come, I want you take that beer bottle and shove it into me. Would you?"
Shocked by the suggestion, Pauline shook her head. "That's sick!" she exclaimed.
Doris sighed and nodded. "I know it is, but what else is there, besides the real thing?"
Pauline shook her head and sighed. "I'm damned if I know, Doris. But… a beer bottle? Yeech!"
"Then what the fuck would you, use, your fingers?" Doris spoke more sharply than she intended. "I'm sorry, Pauline," she apologized.
Pauline, her chest heaving, nodded. "Yes, I would. I'd… I'd use my fingers, if you'd use your fingers on me."
Now it was Doris' turn to be shocked. She sat up and looked at her friend.
"Do you mean it? Neither of us are lesbians. I mean, I'm certainly not. Are you?"
Pauline shook her head. "I made love with a friend of mine once. It scared us both so much we never talked about it again. But that was years ago. I was twelve or thriteen."
"Me, too," Doris admitted. "My sister Marie and I did it four or five times, but then she got a steady boy friend and that was the end of that."
"Well…" Pauline sat up and faced Doris, looking at her heavy breasts and the thick nipples on the ends. "I… I'm not sure what to do. Are you?"
Doris shook her head. "No," she whispered. She reached out and gently stroked Pauline's cheek with her hand.
Pauline grabbed Doris' hand and kissed it, licking the palm with a frenzy. She slid it down to her breasts and pushed Doris' hand against them.
"Touch me, Doris. Touch me all over!" She lay back and Doris knelt beside her, gently caressing her breasts.
Doris felt crazy. This was the last thing in the world she ever expected to do, but at the same time it was wonderful to touch another woman, knowing exactly what sort of pressure to use. Her fingers teased Pauline's small nipples rigid, and then Doris bent and began kissing first one and then the other, her mouth warm on the hard spikes.
"Ohhh, yess…" Pauline writhed back and forth. She wrapped her arms around Doris and pulled her down against her.
"Bite me a little bit, Doris. Make it hurt," she begged.
Doris felt her stomach begin to flutter. Pauline's voice was low and hoarse with her lust, and it affected Doris. She did as Pauline asked, gently biting the tender nipples. Each time she did so Pauline cried out slightly, and her hips, lifted spasmodically.
"Touch me." Pauline grabbed Doris by the arms and pushed them toward her hips. "Play with me, Doris!"
Doris slid her fingers down the flat warmth of Pauline's belly until her fingers touched the first tightly curled strands of hair. She hesitated, but Pauline's moans made it obvious that she meant it.
Doris swallowed nervously. She wanted to touch her friend, but at the same time she felt it was wrong.
"Please… Ohhh, please!!" Pauline was nearly crying from frustration.
Doris moved her hand and Pauline choked back a scream of pleasure as her friend's fingers touched her clit. She opened her legs farther and lifted her hips, demanding more.
Doris felt the warm wetness of Pauline's cunt around her fingers and it started a fire in her own belly. Suddenly she no longer felt inhibited. Whatever she and Pauline wanted to do was all right. Almost eagerly she stroked the hot flesh, listening to Pauline's cries of pleasure.
Pauline's body jerked and shook as she rose higher and higher toward her climax. She gradually pulled her legs up until Doris was able to see everything.
"Ohhh, don't stop! Don't stop honey. Oh, Doris, you're wonderful… Ohhhh, yesss!! Touch me…ohhh, yes, that's IT!!" Pauline screamed as Doris slid two fingers into the mouth of her cunt.
Doris, kneeling between Pauline's legs, suddenly bent her head and her tongue licked over Pauline's clit.
"Gaaaaahhh!! Ohhhhh… Don't stop, Doris! Please, don't stop!! I… I'm gonna… ohhhh… I…" Pauline's voice rose to a shriek as Doris jammed four fingers deep inside her hot, drooling cunt, her fingernails raking the sensitive walls of flesh.
Pauline's legs clamped around Doris' head as she writhed back and forth. She grabbed her own small tits and squeezed them savagely, screaming with pleasure at the pain she was causing herself.
"Oh… more! Do more… Fuck meeee…"
Doris grabbed the beer bottle and wedged the thick base of it into the writhing cunt in front of her. Pauline's body stiffened and then she began moaning deep in her throat.
"AI… ex… AI… ex…ohhhh, Alex, meeeeee!!!"
Pauline, her eyes glazed with her lust, screamed with each thrust of the bottle into her pussy. Her body jerked violently, and Doris could see her stomach muscles working furiously as each new climax twisted its way through her.
Doris moaned as Pauline continued her frenzied writhing. She pulled open her shorts and buried her fingers in her own hot pussy, feeling her cunt lips spread apart under her touch.
"Ahhh…" Pauline gave a long shuddering sigh. Her body slowly lost its tenseness and she relaxed, her thighs falling open to expose her wet pussy, the bottle jammed deep inside it.
Doris frantically slid her shorts off and gripped the bottle, trying to pull it out of Pauline's cunt.
"Give it to me, I need it!" she cried desperately. Pauline gasped as the bottle was dragged out of her, leaving her feeling horribly empty.
"Ohhh nice…" Doris straddled the cum-slick bottle and lowered herself onto it.
"Nice… ohhhh, sooooo big ohhhh…ahhhhh!" Doris kept pushing down until she had engulfed the bottle with her cunt. Her belly was forced outward by the massive pressure inside her. Every move made her whine and shudder. Her nipples jutted away from her breasts, demanding attention.
"Pauline… touch me… please. Play with my clit… touch me!"
Pauline rolled onto her side and reached out, stroking Doris between the legs. She touched the base of the beer bottle and Doris screamed.
"Ahhh!! Sooo nice and deep! OHHHH, touch me, Pauline. I'm gonna come any second!"
Pauline ran her fingers lightly over the sprouting bud of Doris' clit, listening to her friend's cries of pleasure. She bent her bead and her tongue gently touched the sensitive flesh.
Doris exploded. Her body whipped back and forth and then she fell forward with a grunt, pinning Pauline under her writhing torso.
"Ohhhh… fuck meee…" Doris screamed as the bottle slid a tiny bit deeper. She felt her cunt walls fluttering and then they slowly closed around the glass cylinder, forcing it out of her. Doris cried in dismay. "Don't come out! Oh please, don't come out!"
Pauline grabbed the bottle and rammed it back inside her friend's writhing cunt, smiling as Doris screamed with relief.
"Ohhh, yesss… I… Ohhh…" Doris shuddered and her legs kicked convulsively with her pleasure.
Pauline let go of the bottle and rolled onto her back. She spread her legs apart and gently stroked her own pussy, making small noises of pleasure as she worked herself up all over again. She looked over at Doris and smiled, and Doris smiled back.
"You doing yourself again?" she asked in a lust-thickened voice.
"Just… just a little… ahhhhh!!" Pauline's hips jerked and she gave a sob of relief. "Ohhh, that's better!"
Doris shook her head. They were really a crazy pair!
Lying side by side the two women slowly relaxed and returned to a state approaching normality.
"Ohhh, that was crazy, but it was fun!" Doris held up the beer bottle, looking at the streaks of cum dripping from it.
"Uh-huh, but, you know what?" Pauline idly played with her breast. "I'm still horny for Alex. Having that beer bottle jammed inside me made me appreciate just how good his cock would feel."
Doris laughed. "Our minds are in the same dirty rut. I'd love to do it! There's only one problem – Joan."
Pauline sighed and nodded her agreement. She knew Alex would fuck either one of them in an instant if it weren't for the sexy teenager he was with at that very moment.
"Well, I don't know about you, but I'm getting hungry. Why don't I call the kids and we'll have a bite to eat?" Doris suggested.
Pauline nodded. "Wait a second," she said. "Let me get some clothes on."
"What for? Look, Pauline. You want Alex to fuck you, right? Well, let him see what he's going to get!"
"But he's my son!"
"He's a sixteen-year old male with a ten-inch cock! That means he can get it up fast and keep getting it up for a long time. You take birth control pills, don't you?"
Pauline nodded and Doris continued, "Well, then, you can't get pregnant by him – and if you can't get knocked up, why not fuck?"
Pauline shuddered and buried her face in her hands. After a moment she raised her head and nodded. "You're right," she agreed. "I'm damned if I'm going to go crazy over something that isn't that important in the first place."
"Right! Now I'll make a lot of noise and alert them that I'm coming." Doris grinned and Pauline had to grin in response.
Doris crashed through the underbrush, making as much noise as she could. She scrambled around the bend and was about to shout when she saw a flurry of motion.
Joan, her face purple with embarrassment, was trying to put on her halter, and Doris could tell even at this distance that her nipples were sticking out from her chest like a pair of spikes. She'd gotten her shorts mostly on, but her ass still wiggled out in the open and the girl was doing her best to get presentable. There was no sign of Alex, and Doris wondered where he was until she saw a figure in the bushes, also struggling unsuccessfully to get dressed.
"We're going to eat now. Come along when you're ready."
Doris grinned and turned away, giving her breasts a gentle squeeze in anticipation of dessert – a ten-inch cock!