Anna reached down and scooped up some jizz that leaked out from between her slackened cunt-lips and used it as a lubricant to rub down her still-aching labes. Chet paced back and forth behind the couch as Greg lay on the floor.
"I think I can trust you two," Chet finally said as he stopped walking back and forth and leaned on the back of the couch.
"Why not?" Anna wondered out loud.
"Well, what I'm going to tell you isn't exactly approved of in the Navy Regulations," Chet began. "But if you'll go along with me, I can show you one hell of a good time-if you know what I mean," the chaplain said, winking at her.
Anna felt guilty all over again. Paul hadn't even been gone one day and here she was, dripping cum onto the carpeting while making plans to get more cock.
"Go on, Chaplain," Greg said anxiously.
"Call me Chet," he said, smiling broadly at the boy. "You know, I've just been here in Coronado for a few hours, but I see plenty of unhappy cunts running around."
Anna jumped off the couch. She wasn't used to hearing such language coming out of a chaplain's mouth. Then again, she wasn't used to getting fucked in front of an altar either. Anna wondered where Chet Thompson had studied religion.
"Well, all the men are off for long periods of time," Greg said. "They're just like Dad-gone for a couple of weeks at a time. Some of them are gone for a couple of months or more.
"Right! Now I was stationed at Mayport, Florida, for two years, and I saw what was happening. These Navy wives were sneaking off to Miami or Fort Lauderdale to grab some quick cock. They spent a fortune in travel and motels when they could have tried to organize something there," Chet said, chuckling to himself.
Anna smiled at the handsome chaplain.
"And I'll just bet that it didn't take you too long to figure out a way to get them hopping into your bed," she said a little sarcastically.
"As a matter of fact, it took me over two weeks!" Chet said, raising his eyebrows.
"Whew!" Anna whistled in mocking disbelief. "For you that is a longtime."
"I met a Navy wife just like you who had two sons. But she came to me after she'd fucked them. I saw the golden opportunity for stud service in front of me. Pretty soon we had a good thing going. Mothers 'donated' their sons to the great cause, so to speak."
"Kind of like wife-swapping," Greg said, laughing.
"Something like it," Chet agreed. "I guess we call it mother-switching, or son-roulette. It doesn't matter. What's good about it is that there aren't any outside people involved in it, so you don't have to worry about blackmail or the word leaking out. Whenever the husbands went out on maneuvers, we started some maneuvers of our own, Chet said as he reached down and stroked Anna's titties.
"And you want to start an operation like that here," Anna said, looking up at him.
"Why not? You and Greg would be heading it Lip," Chet said, walking around to the front of the couch and sitting down next to her. He reached over and brushed her hand away from her cunt-lips, digging his fingers into her wet, sticky snatch.
"Uhhhh! I don't know. I still think it's risky. Suppose we approach the wrong women? My God, it could blow the lid off the whole thing," Anna said cautiously.
"Mmmmmm! That's where I come in. You see, we wait until a woman comes to my office to discuss her marital problems. Believe me, there are plenty around this place. Husbands who give too much or not enough cock-or their old men have picked up V.D. over in Hawaii. After a few minutes I can tell if a woman's ripe for the kind of service we could provide. Then maybe she has a son, or knows of a kid who can help us. Pretty soon the thing snowballs," Chet said, growing more and more excited both from finger-fucking Anna, and from his speech.
"It sounds good, Mom. You know, I'll bet a lot of the kids in Sea Scouts would help out," Greg said enthusiastically as he sprang to his feet.
"The Sea Scouts is perfect!" Chet said. "Lot of young cock hanging around there. You think you could get them interested?" Chet asked Anna as he slid his hand up her tight slit until it rubbed against her partially swollen clit.
"Ohhhh!" Anna cried out as she squeezed her firm ass-cheeks together and tossed her thighs into the air. "Cut it out!" she said, slapping Chet's hand away from her woolly crotch. "If you want me to think straight, you'll have to leave my snatch alone."
Chet and Greg looked at one another and shrugged their shoulders.
"I'm going to set this thing up one way or another," Chet said as he got up and walked towards the bathroom. "At least this way you'll be in the operation at ground level. There'll be a lot of advantages there, believe me.
"Come on, Mom. Dad'll never know anything about it. Maybe even later we'll get him to join," Greg said as he walked over to his mother and kissed her lightly on the forehead.
"All right, Chet, you've got yourself a deal," Anna said, getting up and extending her hand.
"Some deal," he said huskily, grabbing her hand and pulling her toughly against his body. "I'd say it's one hell of a bargain."
"Hey, if you two are gonna fuck around, I want to be in on it," Greg said as he ran up behind his mother and squeezed her ass-cheeks with both his hands.
"Looks like your son's ready for some more of your cunt," Greg said as he clamped his lips into hers.
"Wait! Mmmgffff! Wait a second. I've had enough for the day," Anna said as she broke away from the chaplain and ran for her bedroom.
Chet looked at Greg, then turned and ran after her, his cock bobbing in the air.
"Come on, Greg. The last one that catches her gets the ass!" the chaplain shouted over his shoulder.
Anna sighed and ran her fingers lightly over her sweaty belly. Cool cum leaked freely out from between her sore cunt-lips and dripped down to the stained bedsheet under her sore ass. She closed her eyes and thought of Greg's cock as it spattered more jizz into her sucking mouth. Both he and Chet had nailed her just as she reached the bedroom doorway, and had dragged her to the bed. While the chaplain fucked her cunt, Greg had crawled on top of his mother and given her a teeth-rattling oral screw job. Anna smacked her lips. She could still taste the hot, fresh flavor of her son's jizz as it spattered past her teeth and oozed down her sucking throat.
Anna's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. She wondered who it could be. Both Greg and Chet had showered, then gone out to get some dinner. She was supposed to join them at the O Club later that evening to discuss the strategy they would use.
"I'm coming!" she cried out as she rolled out of bed and picked up her bathrobe.
"Hilda!" Anna cried out in surprise as she opened the front door.
"Anna, I-I don't know who to talk to," the woman began as she wrung her hands together nervously.
"Is something wrong?" Anna asked sympathetically. Hilda Akins was usually calm and composed in any kind of crisis. That was why Anna was shocked when she saw her friend standing in the front doorway, apparently coming apart at the seams.
"C-Can I come in?" she stammered.
Anna nodded quickly and opened the door. Hilda Akins was one year younger than she was and, if anything, more attractive and lively. She was continually involved in planning parties, luncheons, dinners and banquets, something Anna attributed to her less-than-successful marriage. Her husband Carl was gone half the year at sea, and spent the rest of the time drinking and bedding down the camp tramps. Anna could never understand Carl's infidelity. Hilda was a firm-assed, big-titted bright woman with a head of long, fine black hair. Most of Carl's fellow officers made all-too-obvious passes at Hilda whenever they could. But at least to Anna's knowledge, Hilda kept her cunt to herself.
"Sit down on the couch," Anna said as she walked towards the kitchen. "I'll go in and put on some coffee."
"Ohhhh, that'll be good," her friend said shakily as she sank on the couch and covered her face with her hands.
When Anna walked back into the living room, she found Hilda sobbing violently and shaking her head slowly from side to side.
"Hilda, what's happened? I've never seen you like this!" Anna said worriedly.
"I-I don't know if I can tell you," she sobbed.
"Hilda, your secret's safe with me," Anna said consolingly as she sat down next to her friend and wrapped her right arm around her shoulder.
"Oh, what's the use!" the younger woman said, springing to her feet and clenching her fingers tightly into a fist. "I'm sick and tired of being the butt of base gossip and jokes!" Hilda said angrily as her face flushed with shame and frustration.
"It's Carl, isn't it?" Anna asked softly.
"It's always Carl. It's always been Carl. Anna, just today I caught him in our bed with Emily Anderson!" Hilda said huskily.
"The Commanding Officer's daughter!" Anna said in shocked disbelief.
"Oh, God, yes. If it weren't for her father, I'd have ripped the bitch's eyes out. And all they did when I opened the bedroom door and found them there was laugh at me. Can you imagine it? Laugh at me while they laid there, fucking!" Hilda cried out as she paced back and forth in the living room.
"My God!" Anna whispered softly as she watched her friend sob and scream alternately. "But you know, Hilda, Carl's been doing this sort of thing for a long time."
"Don't you think I know it?" she said. "But at least he's had the decency to rent a motel or something. But this. THIS! Right in our own home. It's a first, even for Carl!"
Hilda inhaled sharply, then sank back down into the couch. Anna looked closely at her friend. She wondered if Hilda would be interested in joining Chet, Greg and her in their scheme. She certainly seemed to be the type of woman they were looking for. Too bad Hilda didn't have any children.
"Hilda, I've been talking with Chaplain Thompson today," Anna began as she stroked her friend's hair. She couldn't explain it, but she began to feel her pussy quiver as her fingers trailed along Hilda's silky hair.
"Oh, isn't he wonderful?" Hilda said, suddenly brightening. "And so damned handsome, too."
Bingo! Anna thought to herself.
"He certainly is," she said to her friend, feeling her cunt-lips shudder again as she thought of Chet's cum-dripping cock. Anna was turned on more by her son Greg. But the good chaplain was no slouch in the sack.
"Sometimes-I know this sounds terrible-but sometimes I wonder what he must be like in-in b-bed," Hilda said, blushing a deep red.
"W-well, I wouldn't know," Anna said, giggling softly as she felt Hilda's right hand suddenly creep up to her knee. "But he's single, and I'll bet he's one hell of a stud!"
"Ohhhh, Anna," Hilda gasped as she slid her hand up her friend's thigh towards her crotch.
Anna was no dyke, but she'd done some clit-strumming in the past, especially when the men were gone. At least up to now, Anna thought that it was better to get a little relief from a friend's pussy than use a strange cock and risk scandal.
"Relax, Hilda. You need a little help and consolation, and I can give it to you," Anna said as she dropped to her knees and slid to one side until she was in between Hilda's widely spread legs. Her friend had already hiked up her dress, exposing her hairy, naked cunt-lips.
"Oh, Anna," Hilda sighed as Anna jammed her head forward and pushed the younger woman's thighs apart. In a second she was pushing her tongue into her friend's dry slit.
Anna pulled her face out for a second and looked up at her panting friend. "Just relax and forget about Carl," she said softly as she dove back into Hilda's cunt. The younger woman closed her eyes tightly and clenched her fists as she felt Anna's tongue slide up to her quivering clit.
"Ohhh," Hilda moaned quietly as she ground her firm ass-cheeks together and hunched her sweating thighs upward onto Anna's sticking mouth.
Anna grew more excited as she saw Hilda turning on to her cunt-sucking. She kept on with her wild tonguing, flicking it in and out of the moaning woman's steaming slit as she ran her fingers lightly up and down Hilda's slippery, sliding thighs. Slowly Anna moved her mouth up until her lips were just above her friend's erect clit. She felt Hilda shiver as she inched her right hand under her ass-cheeks up towards her shitter. Then she dove down, clamping her lips on Hilda's clit for an instant. She started sucking on that swollen, fiery nub just like Greg and Chet liked to do.
"Unngh! Ohhhh!" Hilda screamed out, thrashing her arms about and sliding down on the couch, splaying her legs widely apart and hunching up her thighs to give Anna a better shot at her spasming snatch.
"Wow, you're really steaming down there, babe," Anna crooned as she licked Hilda's puffy snatch-lips.
"Unnngh! Ohhh, shit!" Hilda groaned as she clamped her fingers around Anna's bobbing head and tried to jam her face back onto her cit.
"Jeeesus! How long has it been since you've been to bed with anyone?" Anna asked seriously as she pulled completely away from Hilda's contracting, swollen cunt.
"Oohhhh Anna. It's been over two months-and that was with Carl," Hilda said as she tried to catch her breath.
"My God!" Anna cried out in disbelief. "Come on. We're going to show you a little of what you've been missing," Anna said as she grabbed her friend and pulled her up from the couch. Like an oversexed robot, Hilda followed her friend to the bedroom.
In seconds Hilda had torn off her dress, bra and panties and was squirming like a bitch spaniel in heat on the bed.
"For someone who's never done this before, you certainly learn the ropes fast," Anna said, sniggering as she unfastened her robe, threw it to the floor and jumped on the bed next to her friend. "Now come on, you suck me like I sucked you.
"I'll try," Hilda said hesitantly as she rolled over and crawled between Anna's upturned thighs.
"UNnghhh!" Anna cried out as she felt Hilda's mouth engulf her juicing snatch. She gritted her teeth tightly together as she felt her friend's tongue slither up and down her aching gash.
"God, you taste good!" Hilda moaned from between her legs. Anna wanted to snap her thighs together and, smother the woman between her cunt-lips. Her clit responded immediately and furiously to Hilda's tonguing. It vibrated furiously and beat wildly as the younger woman imitated Anna's earlier sucking and clamped her lips around the tiny knob.
"Unnnch! Arrrgh! Wawwwwahh!"
Anna cried out, hunching up, then slamming her butt down into the sweat-soaked top sheet. The bed squeaked and groaned as she jammed her pussy farther and farther onto Hilda's stabbing tongue.
"Ohhhh! Don't! P-p-pllleeeaaassse don't!" Anna screamed, hoping that Hilda wouldn't pay attention to her. She didn't. Hilda kept on tonguing, running her lips up and down Anna's puffy labes while she massaged her quivering clit with her tongue. Anna's shrieked and moaned continually, sliding her firm ass from side to side on the bed as she felt her crotch itch, tingle and explode. Her tits swelled with sexual excitement as Hilda's tonguing, massaging and sucking became more frenzied.
"Together!" Anna panted as she hunched her thighs away from Hilda's sucking mouth. "Let's do this together."
"You mean like sixty-nine?" Hilda gasped.
"You got it," Anna said as she squirmed around the bed until her mouth was opposite her friend's juicy, puffy snatch. Anna inhaled deeply, smelling the acrid odor of Hilda's vaporized twat juice as she inched her face closer and closer to the woman's cunt. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, licking the ends of Hilda's wiry wet cunt hairs.
"Ahhhhh! Don't tease!" her friend begged as she started licking Anna's hairy cunt-mound.
"Ummmm," Anna responded as she pressed her mouth hard against Hilda's thick, wet outer labes. She could taste the pungent, acidic flavor of cunt juice. Slowly she stabbed her tongue inward until it snaked its way past the swollen, slick cunt-lips and drove down into Hilda's fiery fuck-tunnel.
"Aieee!" Hilda responded, driving in her own tongue deep into Anna's snatch.
Anna bucked her hips forward, impaling her pussy on Hilda's tongue while she reached tip and clamped her hands around the younger woman's sweaty ass-cheeks. Slowly she moved her fingers closer and closer to her friend's shithole. Finally Anna felt the smooth skin that surrounded the woman's asshole and drove a finger into Hilda's tight shit-chute. She heard her scream as her brown, puckered shitter tightened around the invading digit.
"Unngh! Unngh! Aiyeee! Oh, noooo!"
Hilda shrieked. Anna tasted another fresh torrent of hot cunt juice and felt her friend's snatch clamp tightly around her slithering tongue. She could tell that Hilda was about to come.
"Easy, babe, easy," Anna cooed as she mashed her titties against the younger woman's heaving belly. Then something broke loose in Anna's gut. She went wild, sticking her tongue farther into her friend's fuck-hole. She moved one hand back to Hilda's snatch and grabbed the brunette's clit between two fingers while she jammed three fingers of her other hand into Hilda's asshole. She heard her friend shriek in ecstasy as another contraction blew through her pussy.
"Goddamn it, Anna! Jam it in meee! Oh, fuck, jam it in meee!"
Anna grunted as she felt her friend slam her sopping cunt harder and harder onto her face. Suddenly Hilda stopped and her body tensed up like a tightly drawn bow. Then she heard a sharp howl fill the room as Hilda's cunt jerked and her asshole tightened around her fingers. She tasted a fresh discharge of twat juice and knew that her friend was coming.
"Arrrgh! Wawwwwh! Oh, Jeeffesus, Anna! I-I'M cooommiinnggg!!"
Hilda screamed incoherently as the twitching series of contractions exploding in her cunt made speech impossible. She grunted and howled like a wounded animal as she continued to buck and hunch against Anna's sucking mouth.
"Ohhhh!" Anna screamed into Hilda's spasming cunt as she felt her own snatch blow apart.
The two women slammed their bodies against one another, grinding their spasming pussies into each other's sucking, probing mouths as wave after clit-tearing wave swept over their quivering cunts.
Finally the last contraction ripped through their snatches and the two friends rolled apart, gasping for breath.
"That-that was w-wonderful" Hilda gasped as she slid her hands slowly up to her tits and squeezed the spongy flesh between her slender fingers.
"See what you've been missing?" Anna said, smiling at her panting friend.
"Ohhh, Anna. If you only knew what I've been through with Carl," Hilda said bitterly. "He won't go to bed with me any more. He's too damned interested in the Navy or some strange cunt."
"You know, I think there's a way you can get back at him, and still have a good time yourself," Anna said cautiously.
"What do you mean?" Hilda asked softly.
Anna bit her lower lip, trying to decide whether or not her friend would be willing to join her, Greg and Chet. She studied Hilda carefully, and decided that the younger woman was ripe for that kind of adventure.
"Get a grip on yourself, girl. What I'm going to tell you may sound weird, but it's happening. And if you want to be a part of it, I think we can all have fun."
Anna told her everything about her fucking Greg and Chet, and the chaplain's proposition about setting up a kind of sex/swap ring.
"My God, Anna. I never thought that you'd go for that sort of thing!" Hilda cried out in surprise.
At first Anna thought she'd made a mistake. Then she watched as a smile slowly crept across Hilda's face. "Still, it does sound like fun," she giggled.
"Chet and Greg are supposed to meet me at the O Club around eight this evening to discuss our plans," Anna said as she lowered her face once more to her friend's pussy.
"Ummm," Hilda moaned as she felt Anna's lips trail across her puffy labes. "Do you think they'd mind if I came along?" Hilda asked her friend as she hunched her hips up against her mouth.
"Mmmgffff! I think they'd be disappointed if you didn't," Anna said breathlessly as she dug her fingernails into Hilda's pumping thighs and slid her tongue up to the younger woman's swelling clit. She pulled her face away for an instant and pried Hilda's cunt-lips apart while she slid her fingers into the hole. She stirred them gently against the sides, stroked her twitching clit, then pulled them out, moistened with a layer of hot cunt juice.
"Ohhh, yesss!" Hilda hissed between her teeth.
"Yes sir, they'd be damned disappointed," Anna whispered softly as she dove back into Hilda's cunt.