For most of the next three days, Anna's life was blissful. She was always full of lust that was soon satisfied, removed, then satisfied again. She and Cassy took the three boys' pricks time after time, and when the potent young cocks were exhausted for a while, the boys used their mouths on the cunts and tits.
But toward the end of the third day, Anna's bliss faded. The sex was as good as ever, but she remembered that Larry, her husband, would be getting home from his business trip tomorrow afternoon. She had promised her sons and Cassy that Cassy could stay and that she Anna would figure out a way to handle the boys' father, but Anna still didn't know how to handle him. There was something else Anna Miller didn't know, something that Cassy and the boys had not even mentioned, perhaps had not even thought about. When Larry got back, much of the easy, open sex around the house would have to stop, unless Anna could think of something. During the rest of summer vacation, she and the kids, could still have plenty of time during the day because Larry worked Monday through Friday and usually played golf on weekends. But after school started, the kids would not get home until late in the afternoon five days a week. Larry would usually get home two or three hours later. Sometimes he would work late, but she never knew exactly when he would. It was something that couldn't be depended upon.
And all along – both during and after summer vacation – what about the nights, the long, passionless nights she would have to spend by Larry's side? Even with him in bed with her, it would be almost like being alone, or maybe worse than being alone. The boys and Cassy would be able to sneak around the house and manage with each other somehow, but it would be dangerous for Anna to try it.
She couldn't be content just to wait for his next business trip. She had once hated the business trips, because they were too long and come too often. They did not seem nearly long enough nor often enough now. Out of every six weeks, he was gone no more than two weeks, sometimes only one.
She thought of divorce, but it seemed like a bad idea. With three children plus Cassy to take care of, and all the "community property" she and Larry would have to divide, divorce would be an awfully messy problem. To make it worse, Larry would fight any effort she made to divorce him. He had always said he needed a stable family life to give him a good image with the company he worked for.
The best thing would be to get Larry to agree to let her live the way she wanted to live. But what husband as traditionally oriented as Larry, would ever agree to his wife's fucking every man who came along, especially their own sons?
Anna thought about it all more and more, and still she couldn't figure it out.
On the night before Larry was supposed to come home, he called her and told her that his plane would be getting in at two the next afternoon. Anna was feeling spiteful and told him that neither she nor the bays would be able to meet him at the airport. She lied, saying they all had something planned. Larry would just have to take a taxi home from the airport.
Larry grumbled, but said okay and hung up.
As Anna turned from the telephone, she was suddenly glad that she had been spiteful. She and the kids were going to have something planned for tomorrow afternoon after all. And it would be the solution to the whole problem. She was surprised at how simple it was.
"Greg, I want you and Stan and Kyle to get together and invite a few of your pals over here tomorrow afternoon," Anna said.
"Oh? Is that what you meant when you told Dad we had something planned for tomorrow afternoon?" Greg asked.
"That's what I decided I meant after I hung up," she answered.
"Covering up, huh?" Greg said.
"More than that," said Anna. "Your father's plane gets in at two, so he should be here about three. But have your pals here about two-fifteen so we can get rolling before your father gets here. And get the wildest pals you have. We're going to have an orgy."
"What? But when Dad gets here…"
"He'll see exactly what's going on," Anna said. "We'll be right here in the living room. I want him to see."
"But he'll be mad as hell," Greg said.
"Probably," Anna agreed, "but that's all tight. The way we'll fix things, there won't be, much he can do about it. Cassy will be able to stay, and we can all keep fucking and sucking whenever we please, whether your father's here or not. Here's what we're going to do."
Carefully, Anna explained it to them.
Her three sons brought in three of their pals at two-ten the next afternoon – five minutes early. Soapy and Bill were nineteen. Jimmy was eighteen. They had no idea what wonderful things were about to happen to them. Anna had thought that maybe they should be told in advance, but her sons had convinced her that although the boys were pretty wild, they wouldn't believe that their friends' mother would openly give them some cunt. At least they wouldn't believe it until the mother herself made it obvious.
Anna knew all three of the boys and introduced them to Cassy. The boys' eyes bulged at both the girl and the woman. Cassy was wearing short tight shorts that showed the crease of her pussy, and an unbuttoned blouse that showed much of her big jugs. Anna was in the pants of a string bikini that revealed the top of her cunt hair, and a tube top that rode low on her huge, hanging tits.
As soon as Greg closed the front door, Anna said, "Do you boys like what you see?"
"Ma'am?" Soapy gurgled. Could she mean what it sounded like she meant?
"Do you boys like what you see?" Anna repeated. "Flesh. Fat tits and things like that."
Soapy. Bill, and Jimmy just stared, too stunned to say anything.
"You look like you like it," Anna went on. "You'd sure better like it because you're going to see more of it. And you're going to be right up next to it."
As the three boys gaped, Anna peeled off her tube top and took off her bikini pants. Cassy, too, stripped off her clothes, and the two naked sluts walked slowly toward the boys. Cassy put her arms around Jimmy and kissed him, and Anna draped her arms across the shoulders of Soapy and Bill and kissed each of them.
"Come on, guys," Anna purred. "Dig your hands in and let's all get naked and have some fun."
She kissed them again and pushed her loins against theirs. This was the only part of the plan she had any doubts about. She was afraid the boys might spook and run.
But when Soapy thrust his tongue into her mouth and wrenched her enormous tits and Bill stuck a finger into her hot wet cunt, she knew she had won.
After a few more minutes of kissing and groping with Anna and Cassy, all three boys were naked and had magnificent hard-ons. Anna stood behind a wooden chair and bent over the chair-back. Soapy stood right in front of the chair, his big prick level with Anna's mouth. Anna parted her lips and took in his cock. Bill stood behind her and shoved his prick into her cunt. Her jugs were hanging down away from her rib-cage, and both boys racked down and began fondling them.
Cassy lay on her back on the rug and spread her legs. Jimmy got on top of her, pulled her legs up onto his shoulders, and plunged his cock deep into her pussy.
Greg, Stan, and Kyle stripped next, but Kyle peeped out through the curtains of a front window.
Greg and Stan left he living room. When they came back a few minutes later, each of them had a bottle of beer and a small plain cardboard box. They settled into chairs and sipped their beers, watching their mother and Cassy get pricks shoved them slowly.
Anna was moaning and stretching her neck to try to get all the way down on Soapy's rod. In the position she was in, it wasn't easy, but she kept twisting her head and pushing it forward until she had all of him. Putting her hands on his hips, she urged him into moving gently backward and forward, fucking her face. He put his hands on her head and helped her move it, slowly.
Bill's hands dug deeper into her tits as his prick stroked in and out of her cunt. Bent over the chair as she was with the top of the chair-back pressing into her belly, she couldn't push back to meet his thrusts so she clasped him warmly with her pussy as he fucked her.
She wondered what these boys would say about her later. She knew they would not be able to keep their mouths shut about sticking their cocks into her and Cassy. Anna could expect her own sons to keep quiet if she asked them to, but three teenage boys could not be expected to keep quiet about fucking someone else's mother. She thought they would probably talk about her tits and call her a hungry-cunted whore. The thought pleased her. She would get a reputation – what most people thought of as a bad reputation but what she thought of as a good one. It would mean more pricks to go into her cunt.
She whipped her tongue over Soapy's cock as he fucked her face. His prick-head was going far down her throat on every thrust. He moved in and out with a variety of strokes, sometimes pulling his cock-head back to her lips before pushing all of himself into her, sometimes pulling only half his shaft out of her before jabbing it all back in.
"Jesus, Mrs. Miller! I wish my mom was like you," he said.
Anna took his pole out of her mouth and said, "Thanks, baby, and you guys can call me Anna. You can all come over anytime you feel like it and put your pricks in me. And tell all your friends and your brothers they can do the same thing. I'll take short guys, tall ones, handsome, ugly. It doesn't matter as long as their pricks will get hard. Shit, tell your daddies if you want to. I want all the pricks in me I can get."
"And what she says goes for me, too," Cassy groaned as Jimmy's cock slid up and dawn in her cunt. "Aahh… oh, God! Yes! Throw that thing to me, baby! FUCK ME!"
Jimmy mashed her knees down into her tits and made her grunt with pain-pleasure. He spiked his prick deeper and deeper into her hot little pussy. She raked his back with her fingernail. She split his butt cheeks apart with one hand and stuck her forefinger into his asshole. His thrusts speeded up a little.
Soon Cassy's first orgasm of the day convulsed her. She ground herself against him and clung to his prick until the cum was over, then again began pumping her hips as well as she could with her legs where they were. She moaned as his prick began sinking all the way into her on every stroke.
Anna took Soapy's cock back into her mouth and gradually moved her head forward until she had all of him. Again, he started fucking her face.
Bill was still reaming out her cunt, but he was pushing into her a little faster now. "Gosh, Mrs. Miller – Anna – you've sure got a nice, tight pussy," he breathed. "You're as tight as some of the eighteen-year-olds I've fucked. Unh uunngghh… ooohhh, I love the way you squeeze my prick with your pussy!"
All the way up her, he held himself there and let her cunt-hug him. Then he stroked in and out of her a half-dozen more times, let her cunt-hug his whole prick some more, and began stroking in and out again. He squeezed her tits and pulled them downward. He swung them in slow circles as he fucked her.
God, fucking the mother of three of his best friends – while they watched! And besides her tight pussy, what a pair of tits she had!
Anna felt an orgasm building. She knew it was going to be a strong one, and she thought that with the triple pleasure of sucking a cock, having her jugs played with, and getting her cunt fucked, there would be plenty of other cums to follow. The pressure grew and grew and she let go a muffled scream around Soapy's cock as her orgasm exploded. Her cunt twitched long and violently, seeming to her to bounce up and down on Bill's prick. Fresh juice flowed out of her, and she waggled her ass against his belly in obscene delight.
To Greg, Stan, and Kyle, it was a groove to see Cassy being fucked by one of their friends. But it was even more of a turn-on to see their mother fucking and sucking with two of their friends and to know that after awhile she would take on the third friend. Shit, she had even said she would take all those guys – and their friends and families – anytime at all! She would be known as the most swinging mother around. Some people would call her a tramp, but even most of those would envy her and her sons. The three boys' pricks grew hard, and they yearned to shove them into something warm and moist.
Anna sucked her cheeks in against Soapy's prick every time he thrust it into her mouth. With her hands on his hips, she urged him into faster movements. She darted the tip of her tongue at the under side of his sliding cock, making him shiver. Then she brought her tongue flat against his pole and swept it from side to side.
His cock began jerking and she clutched Soapy to her, his prick-head far down her throat. Spurt after spurt of his jism thumped wetly into her. There was so much it almost gagged her, but she gulped it down.
After he pulled out of her, he lay on the rug and smiled as he watched her. Christ, he thought, what a hunk of woman! He hoped he was going to get to stick his cock into her pussy, too. Old Bill seemed to be having a really good time dipping his meat into that cunt.
Anna was holding onto the chair and pushing her ass back at Bill, her belly rubbing against the chair-back. He was ramming his prick harder into her cunt and pulling her tits as if he wanted to tear them off. She was moaning in appreciation on every stroke.
"That's it, baby!" she cried. "Slain that rod up me! Fuck the living hell out of me with your fine hard prick! Yank my big tits off! Ah… unh… fuck… Yes! OOOH! UNH… UHH… UNH! Pound that pipe up my fucking cunt, you bastard! I'm cumming! My juicy pussy is cumming! Keep fucking meeeee! Aaahhh… aaahhh… aaahhh… aaaahhhh!"
She thought she would scrape her belly raw as it moved over the chair-back, but she didn't care. She had to keep her hips pumping, faster and faster. She had to meet that thrusting cock and help it sink all the way into her contracting cunt on every stroke. Damn, even if her plan to take care of her husband today somehow got screwed up, she would still manage to get plenty of pricks into her. If she had to, she would walk the streets and offer herself to every boy or man she met. She couldn't live without pricks! Her loins exploded with still another orgasm.
Cassy was cumming again, too. "Deeper!" she groaned. "Ram it in deeper! Push your beautiful cock all the way through me and into the fucking floor! Oh, God! Yes! Break me apart! HARDER! OH… Shit… yesssss! Ungh… ungh… uunngghh!"
Jimmy was already thudding into her cunt as deeply as he could, but he pushed into her harder. What an eager little bitch! But if that was how she wanted it, he'd do his best to make her happy. He grunted with effort as he pounded her.
Then he gritted his teeth as he felt his nuts tighten. He managed to fight off his cum that time but started fucking her harder again and a minute later couldn't hold back any longer.
"I'm gonna shoot off!" he yelled. "Gonna fill that pussy with juice!"
"Yes, do it!" Cassy cried. "Shoot off in my dirty little cunt."
His balls let go and his jism raced up his cock and into her pussy. She clenched him feverishly, milking his cum out of him, and the feel of his cum made her cum again herself.
Anna whipped her tail faster back at Bill. His strokes were getting shorter as he pulled less and less of his cock out of her aching cunt. Anna's pussy snapped like an iron band around his prick.
"Here comes my load, Big Anna!" he shouted.
"Good, baby! Make it sizzle!" she moaned, then his jism began squirting into her cunt. She held him all the way inside her as his cum blasted her.
"Gee, are you guys gonna be next?" Soapy asked Greg, seeing that Anna's three sons were naked. "Or did you guys strip just for the hell of it?"
The answer came from Anna. "They're not going to be next, but they'll get their share after while – of both of us, I let my sans fuck the shit out of me all the time. Oh, by the way, gays, my husband's going to join the party, too, in a little while."
"What?" Soapy gasped.
"That's right," Anna said cheerfully. "He'll be here around three."
"Shit, I guess we better get outa here! That's just fifteen minutes from now!" said Jimmy. He started scrambling toward his clothes.
"Hold it, honey. Just take it easy," Anna said soothingly. "You can all stay. There's nothing to worry about. He won't mind." She laughed. "Oh, he'll be kind of pissed off at first, but my sons and I will take care of that. Just relax. Let's get it on some more."
Slowly, she pulled the nervous Jimmy down and had him lie with his back on the rug, his legs spread. On her hands and knees, she crawled between his legs. She lowered her head and started licking his limp cock. Looking up for a moment, she saw that Soapy was getting stiff again but that Bill was still trying to get his breath.
"Soapy," she said, "I bet you're just dying to stuff that big prick of yours into my hairy old cunt. So come on over and put it to me. Greg, I think Bill needs a rest. Why don't you get him a beer?"
"Sure, Mom," Greg answered, and he went to the kitchen. In a minute he was back with the beer. Then he took Kyle's place by the front window. Kyle sat down by one of the cardboard boxes, the one Greg had brought in earlier. Stan still had the other one.
By that time, Soapy had licked every inch of Anna's fat ass, rubbed her cunt and clit, and rammed his cock into her greedy pussy. She thrust her hips back at him and he went balls-deep into her, stretching her cunt a little with his long rod. Anna yelped on the first few strokes, then started mooning with pleasure. Her tits swung beneath her as she moved. Her three sons, Cassy, and Bill sat and watched the fucking and sucking, although Greg frequently peered out the front window.
Anna licked Jimmy's cock some more, and licked and nibbled at his balls. She laved his thighs with her tongue and came back to his cock. By now, he was beginning to get hard. She sucked his whole prick into her and punched it with her tongue and felt him swell to full size. Pulling her head up, she flicked her tongue at the tip of his prick, then took his cock-head back into her mouth and rolled her tongue over it lovingly. Starting to pump her head up and down, she gradually took more of him into her with each stroke until she was covering, his entire prick every time. She moved down his cock quickly but came back up slowly, letting her moist lips drag silkily against his skin.
Suddenly Greg said, "Dad's coming!" Jimmy's prick almost went limp in Anna's mouth. She let it slip out.
Bill shifted uneasily and held his beer bottle in front of his crotch.
But Anna kept pumping her hips, so Soapy kept slamming his cock into her cunt.
"Stay cool, everybody," Anna said, and she licked Jimmy's prick to keep him hard. She didn't take him back into her mouth, though. "Cassy, Stan, Kyle – get ready."
A key was inserted into the lock of the front door, and the door swung open. Larry Miller walked into the room, carrying his suitcase.
He dropped his suitcase when he was two steps into the room.
"My God!"
"Hi, honey," Anna said casually.
Greg closed the front door and stood behind his father. The boy was ready to grab the man, if necessary. But Larry Miller seemed rooted to the spot.
"Anna! What the hell is going on here?" he croaked. His face was very red. His eyes seemed to be straining to pop out of their sockets.
"It's an orgy, of course," she answered with an innocent smile. "What did you think we were all doing naked, and me licking one hard prick and getting fucked by another one?"
She was still pushing her hips back at Soapy, and the boy was fucking her lustily, paying no attention at all to her husband. As far as Soapy was concerned, the old son-of-a-bitch could wait his turn!
Larry Miller stared in shock and awe at his wife, and Cassy crawled quietly up in front of him. Larry didn't even notice the girl. "I'm a respectable man!" he sputtered. "I've got a respectable job with a respectable company!"
Cassy unzipped his fly, pulled out his prick, and sucked it hungrily into her mouth.
Immediately, Stan and Kyle reached into the cardboard boxes. Each boy took out a small camera and started snapping pictures, being certain to get in not only their father's prick going into Cassy's mouth, but also his face.
"Yes," Anna said calmly, "you do have a respectable job. And if you want to keep its you'll have to let that girl sucking your prick live with us permanently. I'll tell you all about her later. You'll also have to let me have sex with any boy or man I please – and I'll want plenty of them. That includes our own sons."
Larry glanced down at Cassy. He seemed too weak to do anything but talk and stare, so he didn't push her away. He looked back at his wife. "You… you're asking me to let you be a whore!" he said in amazement. "And… and with our own sons!"
"That's right," Anna said. "I am a whore, even with our own sons. And if you don't let me keep being one, and if you don't let that girl stay here, some of the pictures Stan and Kyle are taking of you and her will be sent to your bosses. It won't take those bastards two seconds to fire you! And by the way, you'll never get hold of the film. Greg I'll stop you if you try now. If you try later, you won't find it. It'll be hidden – each roll in a different place, just for insurance."
Larry looked helpless – except for his prick, which was getting hard. Cassy kissed it and licked it tantalizingly, posing carefully for the cameras. "But… well, okay, the girl can stay," Larry said. "That doesn't do any harm. But this business of you being a whore, I'm sunk either way I go. If I say no, you send photos to the company. But if I say yes, you'll go wild and people will talk and word will get back to my bosses any way."
"No problem," said Anna. "Your bosses don't apply the same standards to themselves that they apply to their employees. If your bosses hear I'm a whore, all you've gotta do is invite them over. And in that case, I'll be glad to take them on. They won't worry much about the respectability shit as long as they're sticking their pricks into me. I know those lousy hypocritical bastards. Officially, they hate sex. But unofficially and for real, they love sex – they're not like you. And I can keep any and all of them happy as hell!"
Larry swayed for several seconds, and Anna saw in his eyes that he realized that she was right. His bosses had always leered at her obscenely, and it had been obvious they wanted to stick their cocks into her.
In Larry's eyes, Anna saw the realization that she had him over a barrel. She also noticed a spark of lust as he looked down at Cassy. Maybe, Anna thought, what he had, needed all these years was sexual variety. Or maybe he just liked very young cunt. For a second, it hurt Anna that his lust wasn't for her, but then she knew it didn't matter.
Hell, her lust wasn't for him any more.
"You win," Larry croaked. He clutched Cassy's willing head to his stiff prick. In a few minutes he was naked, lying on the rug with Cassy hunched over him, still sucking. Stan and Kyle stopped taking pictures and left the room to hide the film.
Anna and Soapy had never stopped fucking. And again she had drawn Jimmy's prick into her mouth. She pumped her head up and down the stiff rod, cupping her tongue against it to thrill him even more.
Jimmy was relaxing and enjoying things again. "UH… oh… that's nice, Anna! You really know how to suck a guy!" he groaned. "Yeah,suck my cock, you big-titted babe!"
Anna sucked him faster, but slowed down to smack her lips on the most sensitive part of his shaft. His cock tasted delicious!
She felt Soapy ramming his pole harder into her cunt. She snapped her pussy around him when be was deep inside her, and she beat her hips at him faster. He grasped her huge tits and kneaded them and pumped them up and down heatedly. Anna moaned and felt herself getting ready to cum. Her orgasm popped loose, and she waggled her ass blissfully as her pussy contracted.
When she started thrusting her hips again, she moved them slower for a while but sucked Jimmy's prick faster. She wanted to feel both boys' cum loads shooting into her at the same time. It wouldn't be easy to get them to squirt at the same time, but she felt that she could do anything. She felt triumphant and exhilarated. She was free! She could have the life she wanted, and her husband wouldn't be able to stop her.
The prick in her mouth jerked, but she backed off it and it didn't shoot. She thrust back harder at Soapy and he pushed his cock into her cunt faster to keep pace. He kept stroking faster and faster, taking no more than a few inches of his big prick out of her pussy before slamming completely into her again, and he wrenched her jugs crazily. She knew that she couldn't get him to slow down and that he was going to cum, so she practically devoured Jimmy's cock with her mouth, attacking him violently with her lips and tongue. His prick jerked again, and this time she kept sucking.
"I'm gonna cum, Big Anna!" Soapy shouted.
"I'm gonna shoot off, too!" Jimmy yelled.
Anna kept her head and hips moving, and her exhilaration grew as she felt both boys spurting their hot cum into her at once. She had done it! The excitement brought another orgasm crashing through her loins.
When she had drained both young studs, she lay on her side, waiting to catch her breath. She looked over at her husband and Cassy. Larry was holding the girl's head and thrusting his cock into her mouth. Then suddenly he pushed her head up off him. "I'm gonna cum," he said. "Stay out of the way."
"I want your jism inside me!" Cassy panted. She pushed his hands away and lowered her head again. She got him into her mouth just as the cum erupted from his prick. Her head bobbed up and down as she sucked his juice in. When the last bit of jism was inside her, she raised herself up with her mouth closed, swallowed a few times, and grinned.
"Haven't you ever cum in a woman's mouth before?" she asked.
"Would you like to do it again!" she said.
He nodded. "Yes. It… incredible. Would you mind doing it again?"
"I'd love to!" She lowered her head once more and took his cock back into her mouth.
"Can I… can I have you anytime?" be asked. She raised herself up a little. "Sure! I love doing this. And what the hell, you may not turn out to be such a bed guy." Then she sucked him in again.
Anna smiled. Cassy was right, Anna thought. There might be hope for Larry yet. He might even become really human. But even if he became sexy as hell, Anna knew she would never stop getting plenty of other pricks into her. She had become a whore, and her hot urges wouldn't let her turn back. Even if she could turn back, she didn't want to.
She looked around the room and saw that there were four hard pricks that weren't where they belonged – inside a woman! Her three sons had hidden the film and come back by now. And their friend Bill was as stiff as he could get.
Bill crawled up behind Cassy and shoved his cock into her asshole. The girl didn't, even look back, but groaned and pushed her hips back to help him to get in deep.
That left only Anna's sons, and they hadn't had any action all day. She had an idea. Motioning to them, she told them what to do.
Greg lay on his back with his legs spread, and Anna straddled him on her hands and knees. She got his enormous prick into her cunt. Stan came up on his knees between Greg's legs and stuck his prick into their mother's humid asshole.
"Okay, you two," she said. "Fuck my slimy cunt and my shitty asshole while I suck your brother's prick!"
On his knees, Kyle came up beside her. She turned her head and took his cock into her mouth. It was the first time she had ever had three pricks in her at once, but she had a feeling it would be happening often from now on. She loved the feeling of complete fullness.
She, Greg, and Stan worked into a rhythm. As she slid up on Greg's cock, Stan thrust deep into her asshole. She squeezed Stan's prick, then as he pulled back, she went back down and took more of Greg's cock into her cunt and squeezed it before starting up again. All the while, she ran her lips along Kyle's prick and licked it with her tongue. Her massive tits were pressed against Greg's chest, and he kneaded them hungrily. She felt pleasure everywhere.
The pleasure swelled tremendously inside her, and it wasn't long before she was cumming.