Anna spotted Greg and Chet sitting at a table in the far corner of the dining room. She pointed them out to Hilda, then walked slowly over to them.
"Why, Mrs. Akins, what a pleasant surprise," Chet said less than enthusiastically.
"It's all right," Anna said, sitting down next to her son and placing her right hand on his crotch. "She knows all about us and she's willing to help."
Chet smiled at Greg, then looked at Hilda.
"You'll be a welcome addition, Hilda. But you don't mind if I find out how.. uh, talented you are before I take you on," Chet said, leering at her tits.
"That goes for me, too," Greg said, wincing as Anna squeezed his balls gently.
"I don't know if I can take two men on at once," Hilda said, giggling nervously.
"You forget, I'll be there, too," Anna said as she squeezed Greg's crotch one more time.
"Then let's go," Chet said with a grin as he quickly stood up.
As they pulled into the driveway, Anna and Hilda noticed Chet's car parked on the opposite side of the Street.
"This is it," Anna whispered excitedly as she threw open her door and nearly ran to the front porch. She saw Chet and Greg standing just inside the living room, dressed only in their slacks. "Come on, Hilda," Anna shouted impatiently over her shoulder as she walked quickly into her home.
"Come here, Mom," Greg said, lowering his hands to his crotch and squeezing the growing cock-bulge between his powerful fingers.
"Ohhhh," Anna groaned as she felt her erect, blood-engorged clit vibrate furiously. "I want your cock," she hissed between her teeth as Hilda walked into the living room.
"Close the door and lock it," Chet said huskily as he moved like a lion towards the nervous Hilda.
"Fuck meeee!" Anna moaned again as she felt her nipples scratching angrily against her bra. "Fuck me," she groaned as Greg slowly unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to his knees. Anna's eyes opened wide when she saw the outline of his throbbing, cum-oozing prick against the stretched material of his Jockeys.
"Beg for it, Mom!" Greg cried out as he closed his eyes and ran the fingers of his right hand over the trembling bulge.
Anna smacked her lips and ground her thighs lightly together as she felt her snatch tire up like an overheated blast furnace.
"Please, Greg baby. Please, give me your cock," she moaned, reaching back and trying to unzip her dress.
"Here, let me do that," Chet whispered huskily as he turned around and almost ripped open her dress from the back. With another quick movement, the chaplain flicked open her bra, and Anna's big titties popped out into the air.
Meanwhile Hilda was watching what was going on in horrified fascination. She felt like running out the door while she still had time. But the sight of Greg's cock jerking like that under his shorts was making her twat-flaps flutter like a banner in a hurricane.
"Okay, babe. Now I'm ready for you," Chet said to Hilda after he'd torn open Anna's bra.
"P-Please don't hurt me," Hilda said pleadingly as the chaplain clamped his powerful hands around her ass-cheeks and drew her roughly up to his muscular body.
"Ohhh, baby, I'm gonna lick your pussy out and suck your clit before I jam my cock into your ass," Chet grunted as he squeezed her buns hard between his fingers.
"Ohhhh!" Hilda cried out in fear as Chet hiked her skirt up to her waist and jammed his fingers between her firm, white ass-cheeks.
"How does this feel, babe?" Chet asked as he slid his hands around Hilda's thighs to her hairy cunt-mound and milked the slippery edges of her swollen labes together.
"Aiyeeee!" the younger woman cried out as she threw back her head and hunched her thighs tip on the chaplain's probing hand.
"ARRrgh!" Anna groaned almost at the same time, as Greg dove forward and clamped his thick lips onto her right nipple and sucked like a vacuum cleaner. He ran his tongue up and over her aching nipple, pulling the taut brown flesh into his mouth while he stroked her snatch-lips with his fingers.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Anna groaned as Greg let go of her nipple with a loud pop and 'moved to her other tit. At the same time he slid his fingers up until he found her rising clit-shaft. He gripped it between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed it gently while he sucked hard at his mother's left nipple.
"Aiyeee! Aiyee! Wawwwh!" Anna cried out, swaying uncontrollably from side to side.
"Ohhh, Mom," Greg groaned as he slowly sank to his knees, trailing his thick, hot wet tongue along her heaving chest. Anna felt his lips stop at her sunken navel and suck at the hard flesh before he continued downward to her aching, juicing pussy.
"Eat me! Eat me!" Anna moaned as she felt Greg's tongue push through her thick forest of wiry cunt hairs.
Greg hovered before his mother's juicing, puffy snatch-lips. His mouth was only an inch from Anna's twitching gash. River after thick, bubbling river of lava-like twat juice oozed freely from between her quivering labes and trickled down her thighs.
"My cunt! My cunt!" Anna cried out mindlessly, shoving her hips forward.
"Oh, yeah!" Greg groaned as he ran his fingers lightly over her matted, drenched pussy hair. He watched her belly quiver with excitement and expectation as he moved his fingers closer and closer to the dark slit between her reddened, swollen labes. Anna almost lost her balance as he stuck his right forefinger into the hole and felt her silky cuntal membranes contract and clamp tightly down on it. At the same time Anna screeched like a banshee.
"Arrrghhh! Wawwwh!! Wawwwh!"
"Ohhh!" Hilda cried, echoing her friend. Chet had unzipped her dress and pulled off her bra and panties. The younger woman swayed back and forth like a tree in a thunderstorm as Chet moved around to her ass and jammed his tongue deeper in her shitter. At the same time he reached under her crotch and gently stroked her black, curly beaver.
"P-p-please,d-don't do- arrghhu! Aggghhhh!" Hilda screamed as Chet reached up and grabbed her swollen clit suddenly. He stroked it, squeezed it, tugged at it, rubbed it until Hilda lurched forward and collapsed to her knees on the floor.
"Baby want a fucking right now?" Chet said, laughing hoarsely as he ran up to her and bit gently into her right ass-cheek.
"Ohhhhhh!" Hilda moaned as she reached back and try to push away his head.
"You don't get rid of me that easily, babe," the chaplain said as he pushed her down and rolled her over.
"Hey, Greg, what do you think we should do with these two bitches?" Chet called over to the boy.
"Jeez, I don't know. Looks like they're both ready to come right now," he said.
"Your mother likes cock up both ends," Chet said, looking at Anna thrashing around.
"Yeah, but what do we do about her?" Greg said, pulling his finger out of Anna's cunt and pointing to Hilda.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" the younger woman moaned, sliding her hands down to her cunt and jamming her fingers in and out of her sopping snatch to relieve the itch and ache that gripped it.
"Jeesus, I'd love to fuck her ass!" Chet said as he reached down and slid two fingers into Hilda's tight asshole.
"Unnngh!" the younger woman groaned as she tossed up her thighs and screamed in pain and fear.
"Hey! Mom can give me a blow-job while she has Mrs. Akins eat her out. That'd give you a good shot at her shitter," Greg suggested.
Chet smiled at the boy, then dragged Hilda over to Anna. Greg pushed his mother down to her knees, then moved her forward until she was in a doggie position.
"Come on, Mom, come on and eat that prick," Greg said as he rubbed its red, rubbery knob against her lips.
Anna didn't need any more coaxing. Her snatch burned like an exploding star. Twat juice flowed freely now from between her incredibly swollen, hot labes and poured down her quivering thighs while her tits throbbed and twitched with excitement. In a second Anna felt Hilda sliding between her widely splayed thighs. Slowly she lowered her snatch until she could feel the younger woman's hot breath blowing through her juice dripping beaver.
"Unnngh!" Anna cried out as she slammed her pussy hard down onto Hilda's mouth. At the same time Greg hunched forward and battered his prick-head against his mother's lips.
"Open that fuckin' mouth, damn you!" Greg grunted as he kept ramming his powerful rod against his mother's closed mouth.
"Unnnnngffff!" Anna groaned as she felt her son's rubbery prick shoot past her front teeth and bang against the back of her sucking throat.
Greg moaned louder and louder as he felt her hot, wet mouth devour his cock. He clamped his fingers on Anna's head, shoving it farther onto his cock until his balls slapped against his mother's chin.
At the same Chet was kneeling between Hilda's legs, spitting on his hands and rubbing the saliva on the thick, meaty head of his prick. The younger woman moaned half in fear and half in excited expectation as he threw her legs high into the air and rested them on his shoulders. Her brown, quivering asshole shot into view as the chaplain inched closer and closer to her upturned ass-cheeks.
"Just relax, Hilda," Chet said as he poked the tip of his hot, throbbing shaft against the puckered skin of her shit-chute.
"Ohhhh, p-p-please," the younger woman stammered as she pulled her mouth away from Anna's banging pussy.
"Eat meeee!" the older woman screeched as she jammed her spit-slicked snatch against Hilda's mouth.
As she drove her twat against her friend's face, Anna went back to her son's twitching cock. She felt her son thrust his hips back and forth more violently as he met the attack of her mouth. Anna reached up with her right hand and stroked Greg's hanging fuck-sac gently with her fingers, pushing it back and forth as she swirled her tongue up and around his probing, thrusting prick.
"Ohhhh, Mom!" Greg moaned as Anna slowly slid her hand up from his balls up to his flat, hard belly. She pushed her hand tip through the thick matting of black hair until her fingers began to squeeze his hard, hot flesh. Rivers of sweat trickled down Greg's panting belly as Anna's hands crawled hungrily over the taut skin. Her head bobbed back and forth faster and faster as she felt her son's prick twitch and swell inside her sucking mouth.
"Now, baby," Chet moaned to the squirming Hilda as he pulled her sweaty ass-cheeks apart and drove in the tip of his iron-hard prick.
"Arrghhh!! Aiyeeee! Aiyeee! Nnnghhh!" Hilda screeched in pain as she slid forward, trying to get away from the chaplain's ass-invading dick.
"Get that bitch back!" Anna groaned as she felt her friend's lips tear loose from her rumbling cunt.
"Come on, babe. Don't make the crowd unhappy," Chet moaned as he reached down and grabbed her thighs tightly. He pulled her back and jammed three more inches of cock up her virgin butt.
"No! Noooo! Noooomgggfff!" Hilda screamed in a muffled tone as Anna shut her up with her banging pussy.
"Yeah! Yeah!" Chet grunted as he ignored Hilda's screams of pain and drove his prick farther and farther into her bowels until his balls rested against the woman's firm, bouncing butt-cheeks. "Just relax, Hilda. Just take it easy and think about that prick up your shitter," Chet moaned softly as he reached forward and slid his hands over her puffy labes.
"Oh! Ohhhh!" Hilda cried out as Chet slid his fingers up to her clit and started strumming on the bud at the same time he began to shove his cock in and out of her asshole.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Hilda screamed each time Chet drove his cock up her ass.
"Mom! Mom! Aw, fuck! I'm gonna shoot!!" Greg shouted as he rammed his groin harder and harder against Anna's face.
Suddenly Greg's back went rigid and his fingers dug like nails into her skull as wad after hot, sticky wad of teenage jism spattered into her sucking throat. Anna swallowed as fast as she could, trying to take in all of Greg's spewing jizz. At the same time she heard Chet's groans grow louder and harsher, and she knew that the chaplain was about to blow his load into Hilda's ass.
"Ohhh, fffuuucckkk!" Anna screeched as she spat out Greg's softening prick and tossed her head from side to side. Torrent after torrent of bubbling twat juice poured out of her contracting cunt as Anna felt herself gripped in the throes of a gigantic come.
Hilda reached up and squeezed the older woman's swinging tits as Chet shrieked out that he was firing his cum.
"Now, you fuckin' bitch!" he screamed as Hilda as he ground his groin against her sweaty ass-cheeks. The younger woman quivered and shook as her pussy was ripped apart by wave after wave of clit-tearing contractions.
"Ohhhh!" Anna cried out again, whimpering and begging for more of Hilda's digging tongue as she felt another series of contractions ripple through her pussy.
Wads of white-hot jism from Chet's shooting cock oozed out from Hilda's violated shithole as the four of them continued to buck and thrash against one another.
Finally Chet let out a low groan and fell backward, pulling his flaccid cock from Hilda's gripping asshole.
"Ohhhh!" she moaned as Anna collapsed on top of her.
"That was fantastic!" Greg said enthusiastically as he wiped his oozing cock on Anna's hair.
"Yeah!" Chef agreed as he staggered to his feet. "Now, all we have to make sure of is that we can perform like this all the time."
"My mom can do anything!" Greg said proudly.
Anna wiped away some of her son's jizz that had spattered against her chin and cheeks and smiled at him.
"Now, we're going to have to figure out what to do with the Sea Scouts meeting tomorrow," Chet said as he scratched his chin thoughtfully. "About how many are coming tomorrow?" he asked Anna.
"I think Greg said about eight or nine," she said, looking at her son for guidance.
"That's about right, Mom. Eight hot cocks waiting for your pussy," he said huskily as he bent down and clamped his lips hard onto Anna's mouth.
"Ohhhh, look. His cock's getting hard again!" Hilda said brightly as she pointed at Greg's stiffening prick.
Chet shook his head slowly and looked down at his limp dick.
"That's the advantage of being young," he said in a mock-serious tone. "We old-timers have got to wait for a while before we can fuck again.
"Oh, I'll bet you can get it up right now," Hilda cooed as she reached up and stroked the underside of his cock gently with her right forefinger.
"What about the Sea Scouts?" Anna asked, a little surprised and jealous of her friend's sudden sexual flowering.
"Right, I almost forgot," Chet said as he brushed Hilda's hand away and paced back and forth in the living room. "I think I might be able to get at least two more women-Grace Hoover and Marie Moore."
"Grace and Marie!" Anna gasped, looking at Chet in horror. "I'd never have believed it!"
Chet chuckled and put his hands on his hips, shaking his head slowly.
"Shows you how perceptive you are, Anna. Those two women are almost as hot as you two," he said, laughing softly.
"Wow! This Sea Scouts meeting's gonna be a lot better than any we've had before," Greg said as he started to rub his prick excitedly.
"But what's the whole purpose?" Anna asked as she riveted her eyes on her son's lengthening cock.
"Besides having a ball?" Chet asked. "Spreading the word, mainly. The kids'll learn tomorrow that we can provide this kind of balling service on the spot for anyone. What's more, we'll tell them that we want their folks to get involved. If I know kids today, they'll know whether or not their parents are prime subjects for us. Even if their folks wouldn't dream of joining us, you can bet that they'll keep coming," Chet said as he reached down and wrapped his powerful fingers around Hilda's firm right tit.
"Mmmmm!" Anna groaned as her son squatted down in front of her and started running his fingers through her juice-soaked beaver.
"Ohhh, I told you that you'd get it up again," Hilda cooed in the other corner as she scooted across the floor on her knees and started lapping at Chet's hardening dick with her tongue.
"So then, I'll bring Marie and Grace over early tomorrow, say around six in the evening. We'll spring the surprise on the kids when they come over," Chet said breathlessly as Hilda moved her mouth under his heavy, hanging balls and started milking them gently with her thick, wet lips.
"Let me climb into you," Greg said to his mother as he pushed her back gently.
"Ohhhhhh, Greg!" Anna groaned as she felt her snatch start to bum with excitement again.
"Mom. Oh, Mom," the boy said softly as he squirmed between Anna's legs and started lapping at her quivering, milky thighs.
"Ohhhh, stick that tongue in meee!" Anna groaned as she felt her son's tongue inch closer and closer to her trembling cunt.
"I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you!" Chet groaned as Hilda continued to run her tongue along the leathery, wrinkled skin of his jangling fuck-sac. At the same time Hilda reached tip with her right hand and ran her fingers lightly along the chaplain's hot, taut cock-skin while she strummed her stiffening clit-shaft with her left. Every time she squeezed her lips together and trapped Chet's balls in her mouth, Hilda felt his prick jerk upward violently and heard the man groan with delight.
"Let me suck your cock this way," Anna said hoarsely as she rose to a kneeling position again and pushed Greg backward.
"Why not?" the boy asked, shrugging his shoulders as he lay down on the living-room floor. His mother had sucked him off minutes before, but he didn't mind getting it that way again.
But Anna had a few new things planned for Greg. She stared for a second at his long, thick cock. The base was hidden in an incredibly thick forest of black hair that bushed around his heavy, hot balls. Anna could almost hear her son s bubbling, boiling jizz inside his fuck-sac as she lowered her face towards his twitching prick.
"Unnngh!" Greg grunted as Anna put her mouth around his purple, cum-oozing prick-head and slid it completely down to the base of his cock. Before he'd finished hunching his powerful thighs up as far as they could go, Anna had slid her mouth back up and released his cock. She dove down again, this time aiming higher. She drove her mouth onto Greg's navel, jabbing her tongue hard. Then she clamped her lips around the sunken flesh and sucked hard at it.
"God! Ohhh, fuck!" Greg moaned, arching his back and tossing his muscular ass off the floor as Anna gave him a tongue-bath. She felt the tip of his hot pole slam against the side of her face as she kept on with her tonguing and sucking.
"Unngh! Nooo, mom! Oh,fuck! Nooo!"
Greg pleaded as he dug his fingers into Anna's head and tried to move her face down to his prick.
"That's it, babe. Stick it like you need it!" the chaplain moaned as he closed his eyes tightly and pumped his muscular thighs slowly back and forth. His hanging, hairy balls swung back and forth lazily with each forward thrust he made, slapping Hilda lightly under the chin as she moved from the man's balls to his prick.
"Pleeaase! Oh, shit!" Greg cried loudly as Anna went wild over her son's chest. She lapped at Greg's heaving belly like a dog licking himself off Then she cupped her lips over his nipple and sucked so hard that she lifted the tanned skin from his breastplate. She could feel the nipple grow hard in her mouth as she ran her tongue over it in rapid flickers.
Hmmm, men react to this the same way women do, Anna thought to herself as she watched Greg writhe and buck in time to her tonguing.
Anna took her mouth off with a loud squishy popping sound and quickly clamped it on the left nipple. At the same time she ran the fingers of her right hand slowly up and down her son's quivering cock-shaft, using the drops of pre-cum that oozed out of his expanding piss-slit to lubricate his raging hard-on.
"I can't take this!" he whined, pulling away from his mother's massaging fingers and shoving her back down to the floor.
"Ohhhhhh!" Anna groaned as she felt Greg jump on top of her and start kissing her frenziedly while his hot, blood-heavy prick bounced against her thighs. It was almost like being raped by her own son, except that she was desperate for his prick.
"Fuck meeee! Fuck meeee!" Anna groaned as she squirmed on the floor.
"In the ass!" Greg said as he hiked up her butt higher and spat on his left hand. While Anna looked at her son in surprise, he lubricated his meaty prick-head with saliva, then positioned it directly over her shitter.
"Wait! Wait, baby. Let me relax!" Anna cried out.
But Greg was too much in a hurry. With one powerful forward thrust he slammed his prick-head against his mother's asshole.
"Aiyeeee! Aiyffee!" she cried out, wriggling under her son's heavy, muscular body as she tried to will her asshole to relax.
"Maybe this'll help," Greg said as he reached down with his right hand and started to run his fingers up and down Anna's puffy outer labes.
"Ohhhh!" his mother moaned softly as she began to concentrate on the growing itch that was gripping her pussy and forgot about the tight, painful sensation that racked her shit-chute.
"That's it!" Greg whispered hoarsely as he began to thrust his hips back and forth more regularly. At the same time the boy shoved his fingers into his mother's hot hole, scraping her slick, trembling cunt walls with the tips.
"Ohhh, suck, you bitch!" Chet screamed out from the other end of the room as he jammed Hilda's face hard against his groin. Slowly he rotated his trembling butt, churning his steaming rod around in the younger woman's mouth as the first wads of his lava-like cum spewed out of his contracting cock-head.
"Now, mom! Now!" Greg shouted as he banged the base of his cock hard against the brown, wrinkled skin of Anna's shithole.
"Finger me off, damn you! Don't leave me hanging like this! Unnngh! Wawwwhhhhh!" Anna shrieked as she tried to work herself up to a climax. Her eyes rolled as she felt the first hot wads of Greg's steaming jizz shoot up her bowels. It exploded through his expanded piss-slit in rhythmic beats as he dug his fingers into Anna's juicy slash.
"Come, dammit! Come!" Greg screamed as he tugged, stroked and pinched his mother's beating clit.
"Aiyee! Aiyeeeee! Wawwwwh! Arrrgh!" Anna shrieked mindlessly as she obeyed her son's command. She felt her belly explode suddenly as her pussy spasmed. She could smell her own cunt juice as she slammed forward, backward, and from side to side. Her body thrashed and heaved with rising tension until she screamed and whimpered with each contraction that tore her body.
"Ungh! Ungh!" Greg moaned as the last of his load fired through his contracting shaft.
"Ohhhh, baby," Anna moaned, wrapping her legs around her son's neck and hunching her belly up to his.
"Oh!" Hilda cried out, swallowing the hot load of jizz she'd just received from the chaplain. "If we keep up like this, we'll be too sore to take on anybody tomorrow."
"Ohhhh, didn't I tell you this'd be fun?" Anna said as she looked over to her friend.
"Hilda, you'll never have to worry about not having cock any more," Chet said, reaching down and stroking the younger woman's silky hair.
"Carl can go to hell, as far as I'm concerned," the woman said defiantly as she reached up and started stroking Chet's cock again with her right hand.
Jesus, if all the women are like her, I'll never get on my feet, Anna thought dreamily as she felt her son's cum leaking out of her stretched asshole.