Hot Mama

CHAPTER SIX

"You mean you've fucked her, too?" Doug cried out in surprise at Bob.

"I don't see what you're so worked up about. So I got to her snatch before you did. You got your chance to dump jizz in her," Bob said a little angrily.

"That's my mother you're talking about, and if you," Doug said threateningly, curling up his fingers into two tight, hard fists.

"Please, Doug. Don't do anything!" Joanne wailed, stepping in between the two flushed teens.

"I just don't like him talking about you that way," Doug said sullenly.

"What did he say?" Joanne asked, giving Bob a quick glance of anger.

"He said, well, that when you came up to the school, we'd probably have to cancel the Olympics because you'd be too busy sucking all the guys' energy." Doug said in a low, throaty and angry voice.

"I… I don't know what to say," Joanne said unevenly, knowing that Bob was probably right in his analysis, if a little crude in delivering it.

"Just don't say anything and let him apologize," Doug said, clenching his fists again and starting to move threateningly towards Bob.

Then he told me about you and him and what happened," Doug said, flushing deep red as he looked accusingly into Joanne's big eyes.

"Those things happen, Doug. You would've been first if you'd come home. I don't see why you re so angry," Joanne said, staring at her son curiously.

"It's just that- Aww, shit! I guess I wanted to be the first one, that's all," Doug said sullenly.

"Ain't that cute," Bob said mockingly.

"Shut up!" Doug shouted back.

"Jim, take my son upstairs. I'll talk to Bob," Joanne said as she brushed back her long blonde hair and walked behind her living-room couch towards Bob. She'd pushed the dark-haired teen behind it when he and Doug had started arguing violently. It all started when she and Jim came home. The two of them had gone out to do a little grocery shopping for dinner. When she and the tall teen had opened the living-room door, they found Bob and Doug nearly at each other's throats. Bob had told her son just how he'd fucked her that evening, and how she had reacted to every movement he made. Obviously, Doug wasn't as liberal about who shared her box as he seemed. It was all that Joanne and Jim could do to keep the two teens from tearing away at each other.

Now it was almost halfway through their vacation, and Joanne wanted them to make up. First, she hated the idea of being responsible for the break-up of a friendship. Secondly, she loved the way Bob's body pound against hers and reamed out her snatch. She hated to give all that up just because of some silly argument.

"Now, what's this all about? Why did you have to dump something like this on Doug all of a sudden?" Joanne cried out.

"What's the big deal? I mean, so you slept with me. Hell, I find out you slept with Jim and Doug at the same time, which is a hell of a lot kinkier than fucking solo. I mean, I can't see why everybody's so uptight," Bob blurted out.

Joanne sauntered up to him and put her right arm around his shoulders.

"Listen, that's just the way Doug is. He's pretty possessive-I guess maybe because of his father dying and all, I don't know. Just try to humor him. He didn't mean all the things he said to you," Joanne said sympathetically.

"You don't think so?" Bob asked after several minutes went by.

"Not really. He's just hurt. Give Doug a little time to get himself together. I'll talk with him and make sure everything's settled before he talks to you," Joanne said, giving the teen a little hug.

"I sure wish you would.. I mean, Doug's about my best friend, and I'd hate to lose him," Bob said as he bent forward and kissed Joanne affectionately on the forehead.

"I'll go up to see him right now. Just you wait down here for a while," Joanne said, flashing him a broad smile as she climbed slowly up the stairs.

It took a lot of coaxing and mother advice, to pry Doug out of his bedroom. But he finally met with Bob. After some talking, the two teens were hugging and apologizing to one another. Joanne's heart pounded happily-both because she'd managed to get the two friends back together again, and because two teens-one being her son-had almost had a violent argument over her. It was about the highest compliment a woman could get from a man. Joanne watched the three teens talking together and wondered how she'd gotten so lucky to have three cocks like that staying under the same roof all at the same time.

The rest of the teens' stay was uneventful-at least as far as Joanne's pussy was concerned. The bays seemed to have made a pact not to touch her while they stayed there. Joanne even tried to seduce Doug when his two friends had stepped out for an hour or so to do some last-minute shopping. But the teen said that it wouldn't be fair to his friends to start fucking her when they weren't there!

Joanne wound up biting her fingernails and going a little crazy when she drove the teens back to the station.

"A damned good stay," Bob said, winking at her.

"Thanks for everything, Mrs. Hill," Jim said, shaking her hand sheepishly as he turned red and climbed quickly onto the bus.

"Oh, God, Doug, I wish you didn't have to… Joanne found herself saying with tears in her eyes.

"Hey, you'll be up there in a few days, right? I mean, we all decided that you should come on up before all the games get started. You could watch us practice and all that shit. Besides, you're not doing anything down here," Doug said, looking sadly into Joanne's eyes.

The blonde almost broke down right there. Her son was right. She didn't have much of a life in Los Angeles right now. Everything she cared about now was north of her.

"I'll be up there before you know it," Joanne said bravely as she stepped back and waved good-bye. As the bus disappeared out of the station, Joanne felt as if part of her life were slipping away. She knew that people would hound her out of town if they knew what she and the teens had been doing. But her empty, aching box told her now that she was far from wrong when she spread her legs for her son and his two hunky, hung friends.

Four days later Joanne was getting ready to pack for her trip up north when the phone rang.

"Mom, it's Doug," a voice at the other end of the line said cheerily.

Joanne's heart pounded wildly. At first she was thrilled that he had called her. Then she worried that he might be canceling all their plans. The sports events weren't for another two, weeks. Maybe Bob, Jim and he had all changed their minds and decided not to invite her up this early-or not invite her up at all. Something like that would have killed her! What would her itching, aching, empty pussy do for cock? For the last few days Joanne had almost constantly been fingering herself or jamming the dildo up her shitter or cunt to get relief from the painful itch.

"What's wrong?" Joanne asked nervously.

"Hey, don't worry. Everything's all set up here. We've got you a room and the whole bit. The teachers up here were a little worried about you coming over so soon. They didn't have everything set up for all the parents. But I talked to them and they finally came around," Doug said.

Joanne felt her snatch-lips swell and heat up with the sudden rush of blood that her son's voice brought on. She realized how much she missed his heavy cock and balls now. It'd be the old dildo tonight.

"That's wonderful. I'll fly up tomorrow, if that's all right with you," Joanne said, happy that she'd be seeing her son and his friends again.

"Even Bob and Jim are looking forward to seeing you," Doug said, laughing softly into the receiver. "I think we've got some new plans for you."

Joanne felt her nipples springing loose from her tit-flesh and scratching angrily at her tight bra-cups. Just the sound of her son's voice-that undercurrent of sexual lust and excitement-made her pussy juice up and swell.

"Jut one more thing. Jim's got a younger sister who wants to come up from San Diego. He talked to her last night and told her that she could come up with you. It sounded okay to me, if you don't mind, Mom," Doug said softly.

Joanne's flesh sprung up into gooseflesh whenever her son's voice got that low.

"It's fine with me. That'll give me some companionship on the plane," Joanne said, wondering what kind of sister a stud like Jim would have.

"Good. She's coming on the three-thirty bus from San Diego. Well, I've got to get back to the studies. See you tomorrow. You'll call when you get to the airport?"

"Don't worry. I'm a grown woman. I know how to take care of myself," Joanne said happily.

"I'll say you do. See you, Mom."

Joanne hung up the phone and sat on the chair for several minutes, thinking about the reunion that was going to take place tomorrow. She hadn't been away from her son that long-but it felt like years instead of days. I hope that girl isn't any kind of problem. Joanne thought to herself as she pulled herself out of the chair to continue packing. Jim wasn't any kind of idiot by any means. The blonde just hoped that the girl could be gotten rid of tactfully whenever they all decided to have a go at it in the sack.

The next morning Joanne was having coffee when the doorbell rang. She glanced up at the kitchen clock and saw that it was eleven a.m.

It was too early for the paper boy, Joanne thought to herself as she put her cup down on the counter top and walked to the front door.

"Mrs. Hill? I'm Gloria Smith, Jimmy's sister. I think they called you up about me?" a pretty, petite brunette chirped at the doorway.

"Oh, I thought you were coming in the afternoon," Joanne said pleasantly as she invited the girl in.

"I know. I'm sorry if I caused any problems. But I'm so excited about going up north to see Jimmy. I don't get out of the house much, and this is like a whole, big world adventure to me," Gloria said brightly as she walked quickly into the living room and sat down on the couch.

"But your luggage?" Joanne started to ask.

"Oh, I left that down at the bus station. I thought we could pick that up when we take the bus up to San Francisco," the girl said, looking up at Joanne with wide-open blue eyes.

"Well, I'd planned on flying up to San Francisco tonight," Joanne said, closing the door lightly and taking in the girl with one long look. She was exceptionally pretty. God, so this is what going without cock does to you! Joanne wondered to herself as she gave Gloria that glass of milk and sat down on the chair opposite the girl.

"So, tell me about yourself," Joanne said, finding herself staring harder at Gloria's thunderous tits.

"Oh, there's nothing all that much to say. I mean, I'm a senior in high school and have a lot of fun there, if you know what I mean," Gloria chirped.

Joanne almost choked on her coffee. She knew what it took for her to have fun, and wondered if Gloria had the same kind of criteria.

"And that's about it. My folks don't let me go out a lot. They say guys are trying to get a girl to screw them all the time. And that's not true, is it, Mrs. Hill?" Gloria asked innocently.

"Well, Gloria, I'm afraid your folks are right. But I really don't see anything wrong with two people making love if they know what they're doing," Joanne said simply.

"Oh, Mrs. Hill. I wish you could talk to my parents," Gloria said warmly, getting up from the couch and embracing' Joanne.

"Uhhhh… oh, Gloria! You must be a little tired from your trip. Why don't you run upstairs and freshen up while I finish packing?" Joanne suggested, trying to fight down the hot hard feeling that was beginning to grip her clit. She couldn't believe that this was happening to her. First, she couldn't get enough cock. Now, she was out looking for pussy! Joanne began to wonder if she would have been better off if Bob had just stumbled pest her bedroom door that night.

"Thanks, Mrs. Hill," Gloria said as she ran up the stairs.

Joanne watched the girl's two tight little buns rub against one another in Gloria's tight-fitting slacks as she shot up to the bathroom.

"Easy, girl," Joanne said to herself as she tore her eyes away from Gloria's butt and went back into the kitchen to finish getting the house ready for her trip.

It was almost a half-hour later and Gloria hadn't come down yet. Joanne wondered what could be taking the girl so long.

"Gloria? You'd better hurry up. We're going to be leaving for the bus station to pick up your bags in a little while," Joanne called out from the bottom of the stairs.

When she got no answer, Joanne started up the stairs, wondering why her heart was pounding so quickly. It was as if the girl were calling to her lustfully from one of the bedrooms. Joanne tried to shake the silly idea out of her head, but she still could feel some kind of hot, sexual female magnetism drawing her up the stairs.

"Gloria?" Joanne called out softly.

"Mmmmmmmm," a voice moaned from behind Joanne's partially closed bedroom door.

"My God!" Joanne cried softly to herself as she crept up on tip-toe to the door. She could hear moaning inside the room. But she also heard the familiar buzzing of her old friend the dildo.

"Aaaaaaahhh," Gloria groaned.

Joanne knew that she should leave quietly and go downstairs and finish cleaning up. But her cunt had gone unattended for too long now. Something stronger than her willpower or mind forced her hand up and pushed it hard against the door,

"Ohhhhhh!" Joanne cried out loud. Gloria was lying on the bed with her legs widely spread apart. Her slacks had been kicked off and were lying in the far corner, while the girl's white lacy panties were wrapped around her trembling, slightly raised knees. Joanne felt her breath go away as she watched the girl slowly chum the buzzing vibrator in and out, around and around her juicy cunt. Gloria had also discarded her blouse and bra by the bedside' and was busily milking her firm titties with her free hand. Joanne stood petrified at the doorway, afraid to make a sound as she stared at the girl's rounded, firm boobs. They were almost as large as hers, and certainly just as firm. Their tips flared angrily with excitement and lust. Joanne watched Gloria as she slid almost the entire length of the vibrator up her snatch, and knew then and there that the girl wasn't as innocent as she seemed. But that was no surprise, knowing that she had a brother like Jim running around the bedrooms.

"Gloria," Joanne said quietly as she walked slowly into the bedroom and shut the door behind her.

"Uhhhhhh," the girl continued to groan, unaware that anyone else was in the room.

"Gloria, let's stop playing games. I'm in here now," Joanne said, walking over to the bed and sitting down on one corner.

"Ohhhhhh, noooooo!" Gloria moaned, realizing for the first time that Joanne had been watching her. The girl pulled the vibrator quickly out of her pussy and tried to hide it under the bed.

"Come on, honey. You can't tell me that you don't know what's going on between us now," Joanne said, amazed at her own forwardness.

"I… don't think I understand," Gloria said suspiciously.

"Well, I guess that your folks don't let you out with boys much. So, you've got to get your fun somewhere. My guess is that Jimmy takes care of you when he's home. But when big brother's off up north, you get it on with some of your girl friends. Right, honey?" Joanne said as she started unbuttoning her blouse. She'd never made it with a woman, but she was adventurous and willing to give it a try.

"Please don't tell my parents. They'd kill me if they ever suspected-" the girl said, unable to complete the sentence and burying her face in her hands.

"Take it easy, Gloria," Joanne said, peeling her blouse off and reaching back to unsnap her bra. "I'd be the last person on this planet to point the finger at anyone for doing his own thing."

"Oh, that's-that's wonderful," Gloria said, her face brightening first with relief that Joanne wouldn't blow the whistle, then with excitement as she saw the older woman's jugs flop out of her unfastened halter.

"I've never done this before, Gloria. Really, I haven't, so you'll have to guide me along," Joanne said honestly as she stood up and unzipped her skirt

"Wow! You've got a big bush down there. Mm-mmmmm," the girl said enthusiastically as Joanne unfastened her skirt and let it float to the floor.

"Now what?" Joanne asked.

"Oh, wow. I've never been a teacher before. Hey, this is fun. Okay, get down on the floor and stick your face in my crotch if you really want to have sonic fun," Gloria said warmly as she scooted over to the edge of the bed and dangled her pussy over the side.

Slowly Joanne sank to her knees and leaned forward. If she was going to be with a woman, she was glad it was Gloria. The girl was enthusiastic and fun. Besides, she was Jim's sister Joanne had a feeling that all of them would be slamming and banging away before the week was out.

"Oh, please hurry up!" Gloria wailed impatiently as she pounded the floor with her feet and bounced enthusiastically on the bed.

Instinctively, Joanne lifted her arms and wrapped them around Gloria's firm, fresh ass. She wrapped her fingers tightly around the cool skin, digging her nails slightly into the girl's butt as she licked her lower lip excitedly.

"Please suck me!" Gloria moaned.

Joanne hesitated for a second, then drove her face forward. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth, jamming her lips tightly against the girl's cunt. She'd never tasted snatch-juice before, never knew that a woman's pussy felt so hot and tight when she was excited. Now Joanne was getting first-hand information, and she found out that she didn't mind it

"Ohhh, yessssss," Gloria moaned, hunching and jerking her hips forward.

Joanne didn't say anything. Her tongue stabbed inside, pushing upward in the girl's hot, fresh hole. She rested her nose against the girl's soft pussy-lips and began licking her way in and out of Gloria's snatch.

"Oh, lick my cunt. Ohhhhhhhhh, that's it! Wow, yessss, lick it! Oh, Godddddddd!" Gloria groaned over and over as she bucked hard against Joanne's hot face.

The blonde held tightly onto the girl's bouncing ass, milking her thighs softly and slowly as she slid her tongue up until it bumped up against the girl's swollen clit. But when she touched it with the hot pointed tip of her tongue, the girl shrieked out obscenities and nearly flew off the bed with excitement.

"Arrrghhhh! Wow! Unnghhhh! Fuckin' bitch, suck me! Ohhh,

Fuckin' Goddddddd!" Gloria screeched, pounding the floor and side of the bed with her feet as Joanne continued to slurp and suck at the girl's throbbing clit. The blonde had to hold on tightly to Gloria's pounding ass, pressing her swollen tits hard against the side of the bed.

"Ohhhh, you're good, Mrs. Hill. You're sooo goood," Gloria crooned as Joanne gently licked the outer edges of the girl's cunt-lips.

"Not bad for an old lady, oh?" Joanne said, chuckling softly as she rubbed Gloria's swollen labes together with her slender fingers.

"Come on. Let's take care of each other," Gloria said, reaching down and pulling Joanne up off the floor and onto the bed.

Another new adventure, Joanne thought to herself as she crawled onto the groaning mattress and lay down opposite Gloria's drooling pussy.