WOOF!

Chapter 2 Smitty’s House

We headed back out to Riley’s truck. About ten minutes and two sandwiches later, we pulled onto a road leading to a house about a mile off the highway. Riley stopped the truck near the front porch of the house and gave his horn a couple of short blasts. As we stepped out of the truck, a middle-aged man opened the door and motioned us into the house. He didn’t say a word to us until after reaching a spit-can on the dining room table and expelling a large stream of spit.

“Damn near drowned, I did. Shit! That’s why I hate chewing tobacco in the house. Ya gotta stay near a can all the fuckin’ time.” At that he smiled largely at Riley and stuck out his hand for a shake. “Damn good to see ya Riley. How ya been doin’?”

“Couldn’t be better, Smitty. Look here, I’d like you to meet Jimmy,” Riley said motioning my way.

“How ya doin’, Jimmy. Good to meet ya.” Smitty was clearly a middle-aged guy and already getting pretty thick around the middle, showing his weakness for cold beer. He had a way about him, one could instantly and clearly see, revealing himself to be a guy who liked being around folks in general and was more than a little jovial about everything.

“Dad wanted me to come over as soon as I could and tell you we can’t be here tonight. He’s got to work overtime thru Friday. He wanted to ask you if Saturday would be okay.” Riley said this but was looking around as if to see if anyone else was present.

“Come on with me,” Smitty said and started walking toward the back of the house. “Sarah is out on the back porch. We better see what she has to say.”

Smitty held the screen door open for us, and we walked out onto a large porch that ran the entire length of the house. Except for the back steps, the entire porch was covered with honeysuckle vines and almost felt like you were entering into a cave. At the far end of the porch, a woman, looking to be about my mother’s age, was sitting in a swing and a girl was sitting in a chair next to her fingering her long blond hair.

“Sarah!” Smitty loudly called out. “We’ve got company here. Riley came over with some news from his dad and brought this young man, Jimmy, along.”

“Hey, Riley, how you doin’? Good to meet you Jimmy. This is my daughter Ruthie,” Sarah motioned with her hand. The girl Ruthie was certainly Sarah’s, one could plainly see. Sarah was a beautiful woman. Blond, fair skinned and with what looked to be green eyes. And I could tell Ruthie was not a young girl, upon closer inspection. It was plain she was closer to Natalie’s age or a bit older, but she seemed shy or maybe embarrassed. I couldn’t tell for sure, but she didn’t look up until Riley went over and stood next to her. Ruthie, still seated in the chair, wrapped her right arm loosely around Riley’s waist and laid her head against the beltline of his pants. Riley lowered his left hand to her head and slowly stroked at her blond hair.

“You’ll have to excuse Ruthie, Jimmy. She is a bit slow on the uptake, but she is all girl. Isn’t that right, Honey?” Sarah asked, smiling a motherly smile at the girl. At that, Ruthie raised her head looking up into Riley’s face as if she were a young puppy looking for another pat on its head from its master.

“Ruthie is a real sugar, she is,” Riley said, smiling down at the girl.

“So you must be Natalie’s brother, huh? Jeannie told us about your family. I’m sorry to hear about your dad. It’s hard to lose someone so important and close at your age”. Sarah paused, looked over toward Ruthie and gave her a knowing wink. “After what Jeannie told us, we would sure like to meet your mom and sis.” Sara smiled again and turned her attention back to Riley. “So? What is the word from your dad, Riley?”

He shook his head in pretended disgust. “Dad has to work overtime through Friday. He wanted to know if it’d be okay if we wait ‘til Saturday to come over?”

“Hold on a sec!” Smitty interjected. “Boys, I gotta run over to Decatur. I’ve got a load of tires to deliver. You work it out between yourselves. Anything you decide is okay with me.” Smitty fished the keys to his truck out of his pants and reached out to shake our hands in goodbye. He told Riley to tell his folks hello for him, and he hurried off without another word.

“Saturday will be fine, Riley,” Sarah said, as the screen door slammed close behind Smitty’s quick departure. “But poor ol’ Max ain’t gonna make it till then, though. He’s been acting frisky all day and we held off on him figuring you all would be over tonight.”

“I’m sorry Sarah. Dad wasn’t sure about his work schedule until last night. He wanted to make sure I got over to tell you as soon as I could,” Riley related.

“Well, Ruthie and I can take care of Max this afternoon. Would you two like to stay around and help out?” Sarah asked, smiling at Riley.

“Damn straight. Jimmy will get a kick out of this. He doesn’t have any idea what we’re talking about.” Riley looked at me and winked, still stroking Ruthie’s hair. Ruthie arched her head a little upward and for the first time l looked square into her face. A real angel she was and what a beautiful smile. Her lips reminded me of her mom’s, too, full and pouty. Her eyes were dreamy and lustful, which seemed in contradiction to her shyness. Sarah had said she was a little slow but all girl. “Shit.” I thought to myself. “This ain’t no girl, slow or not, this is all woman.” Ruthie still sat in her chair with her right arm around Riley’s waist. She was wearing white shorts and a tight white halter-top clearly stretched to its limit by her two large melons. I wasn’t about to take my eyes off of her but hoped to keep her in full view until she stood up straight so I could get a better view of this beauty.

Sarah, wearing what appeared to be a shift made of a shear white material, got out of the swing and slowly moved down the porch toward the steps and the bright light of day. As she stepped to the edge of the steps, looking around the vines into the back yard, the strong light made her shift almost disappear. As she craned her neck, moving side to side along the steps, searching for something in the yard, her perfectly shaped tits swung about. Briefly she looked back our way and realized the view she was providing. Instead of stepping back into the shade of the porch, she turned about letting us see more of what the invisible fabric wasn’t covering. Her large nipples peaked into the fabric and, due to the huge size of her breasts, each pushed out at almost forty-five degree angles from the centerline of her breast. She was a remarkably built woman. Except for what must have been at least 38D’s, she was built taller and thinner than most women with jugs that size. She had the body of a professional model, no doubt, but one more fitted for a man’s magazine than high fashion.

“Max! Max! Come here boy!” She called out.

“What the fuck?” I thought. My question was quickly answered as a black Great Dane came lumbering up to the porch. Sarah reached down and rubbed his head hard, his ears flapping this way and that. “So Max is a fuckin’ dog!” I thought to myself. “What the fuck?”

“Jimmy, meet Max,” Sarah said smiling. Max started over my way, stopped briefly to give me a good sniff and went straight to Ruthie. She removed her arm around Riley’s waist and still seated, wrapped both arms around the beast’s head and hugged him like a child would do a stuffed animal. After a good hug, Ruthie straightened back up in her chair and Max pushed his head into her chest. She then began rubbing his head and Max looked to be in doggy heaven. Looking my way, Ruthie gave me a lustful, lascivious smile before turning her attention back to Max. Keeping her left hand behind Max’s ears, Ruthie turned slightly to the right in her chair and pushed her left tit to Max’s muzzle. Max began licking at the fabric covering her left nipple. It goes without saying that my dick, already hard as a rock from watching Sarah display herself, was now as close to the hardness of a diamond it would most likely ever get in this lifetime.

Ruthie giggled as Max continued his rough licking of the halter-top. She then did something I would have never imagined in my darkest fantasies; Ruthie lifted her halter-top, letting her left tit swing free. Max went straight to the nipple, licking and nibbling at it, as a dog would do trying to get at a flea. Ruthie was in stitches, to say the least, squirming and giggling like a little girl being tickled. After a few moments, she raised the right side of the halter-top and Max automatically went to her right nipple without any urging. Ruthie, eyes closed and face back, sat back against the chair, clutched her right breast to keep it firmly in place as Max continued licking wildly at it. It would have been evident to a blind man that she was approaching orgasm, her mouth open, her breathing rapid and strident. I was mesmerized to say the least, and felt like I was going to surely shoot my load when she came.

“Ruthie, Honey!” Sarah abruptly spoke up. “Not now. Take him in the house and we can service him there.”

Ruthie dropped her right hand from her tit and immediately had to fight against Max’s efforts to continue licking her protruding button while trying to lower her halter-top. Max tried his best to get back underneath the halter but Ruthie pushed his head hard to the side and finally stood up. She was visibly flushed and her eyes sparkled with sexual excitement. Max’s massive head went straight to her crotch and he began sniffing and licking at her shorts. She giggled at his efforts, while playfully pushing his massive muzzle away.

“Come here, Max!” Sarah commanded, holding the screen door open to the house. Max instantly looked around then joyfully bounded her way, as if he were a pup being offered a treat.

“Sarah,” I spoke up. “I need to use your restroom right quick, if I may. Where’s it at?” All the beer I had drank that day couldn’t wait any longer, no matter how excited I was. I knew, though, that my dick would have to soften up some or I’d never be able to take a piss.

“Ruthie, show Jimmy to the bathroom and get that lubricant out of the drawer and bring it to your bedroom,” Sarah commanded. “And take a washrag to your tits, Honey. Clean them for the boys. They might want to suckle you, too.”

Ruthie loosely took my left hand in hers and we moved off toward the bathroom down the hall. As I unzipped, she opened a draw by the sink and took out a large jar of what appeared to be a water-based lubricant. She turned on the faucet to wet a washcloth and again lifted her halter-top to clean her tits. I was standing at the toilet just to the right of the sink trying my hardest to get a stream going. Even the sound of the faucet left wide open wasn’t making it any easier. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Ruthie lean forward a little at the sink and look down at my hardened member. Her breath caught and she looked up into my face with a look of amazement. She dropped the washcloth by the sink and moved around to stand at my right side.

“It’s big,” she said, her eyes glued to my bobbing member. Ruthie moved her left hand out flat and let my dick fall into her open hand. She then tried to curl her fingers about the middle of my shaft and I noticed the shock on her innocent face as she only then realized the full size of it. “Oh!” she exclaimed, “it’s really big and heavy.” At long last, she finally looked up at me and a big smile showed she was both amazed and amused by it. She slowly started moving her hand, jacking me off when her mother suddenly appeared at the bathroom door.

“Ruthie, what are you doing? Let Jimmy piss so we can get back to Max.”

Ruthie looked over at her mother and with her free hand motioned her over to take a look at what she’d found. Sarah leaned forward over the sink, looked down and repeated her daughter’s sentiments exactly.
“You are a monster,” Sarah added. “We’ve got to do something about that telephone pole you got down there, boy.” Sarah looked up at me and winked. “Ruthie, go to your room and take the lubricant with you. Start getting Max ready for me.”

At that Ruthie let go of my dick, picked up the jar of lubricant and off she went. Sarah quickly moved to take Ruthie’s place at my right side. She, too, had to take my manhood in her hand but with much more authority than had her daughter. She gripped me hard and squeezed and pumped at my dick like she was trying to pull it off or break it. Now one might think this was causing me pain, boy would they be wrong, as I had never experienced anything so arousing in all my life. The harder she pumped and pulled the closer I came to the explosion I knew was imminent. Sarah sank to her knees by the toilet and pulled my dick to her mouth. She sucked it into her mouth farther than I ever thought humanly possible and began wildly gyrating her head all about. Within a minute, I exploded what felt like a gallon of cum deep into Sarah’s throat. Even long after I secreted the last drop of cum, she kept hungrily sucking and licking at my dick. After another minute, Sarah got back to her feet and told me she hoped I enjoyed that as much as she did. I was speechless and could do little else but return her smile.

“Now you can piss. When you’re finished come down to Ruthie’s bedroom. You aren’t done, yet,” Sarah said as she left the bathroom.

Within a few seconds, I was peeing like a cow pissing on a flat rock. Relieved, I hurried down to Ruthie’s bedroom easily located by the voices and laughs emanating from within. As I rounded the corner into the room, I was initially surprised by how big it was. Not only were there a large bed, dresser, nightstand and other regular bedroom furniture but also a desk, full couch, large chair and a three level, padded bench thing in the middle of the floor. I’d never seen a bench like it before, almost looked to have been cut out of the old wooden bleachers at a football field except the three levels were closer together and each step was only about eight or ten inches high and the whole thing was three or four feet long. The steps had been padded and looked to be leather covered. Even though I was sure it was homemade, it was built really well - - - whatever it was for.

Riley and Ruthie were doing most of the laughing. Riley was jerking Max off and both Max and Riley seemed to really be enjoying the experience. Max’s jerking and jumping around set them both to laughing as Max was really having a great time, humping Riley’s hand and trying to claw Ruthie at the same time. That is when I noticed a couple of other things. Max did have a large member, red and pointed, and he was spraying precum all over the place. At some point, they had put booties on him, covering his paws and forelegs.

“Honey, is he ready yet?” Sarah asked Ruthie.

“Just a minute more, Mommy,” Ruthie replied.

At this, Ruthie lowered her head under Max and began loudly sucking and slurping at his dick. Sarah, now fully naked, and what a sight I might add, had approached the steps and lifted a foot up on the second level. She spread her legs a bit as she dug into the jar of lubricant and moved her hand between her open legs and began applying the slippery salve. Ruthie stood up and told her mom Max was ready. Sarah then told her to get out of her cloths and keep me company, as Riley would help her with Max. Sarah stripped her cloths off and that is when I noticed two things I had seen earlier in the day but just now had registered on my blood-starved mind. Both of these women, just like Riley’s mom and sis, had no pubic hair. All four of them were slick as a baby. Not even any stubble was visible. Ruthie motioned me to the large chair and I sat down, hardly noticing what I had done, as all my attention was on what Sarah, Riley and Max were starting to do.

Sarah handed Riley the jar of lubricant and he moved a glob of it to Max’s cock and smeared him up good with it. Sarah then kneeled in front of the bench and laid her elbows on the lower step of the bench, turning her head sideways on top of her crossed hands. Without any urging or directions Max mounted Sarah and began thrusting at her hot little box. Riley kneeled on the other side of Sarah, out of my view, and helped Max more quickly locate her slit. As quickly as the head of his dick entered her, Max kicked forward with both hind legs moving hard into her butt. His forelegs clinched around Sarah’s waist, above her hips, and he pulled himself even more forcefully up into her. Max began humping Sarah wildly. If anything, it appeared to me as if she was being forcefully raped by the dog. Sarah let out cries and moans constantly, even squealing at times like a little girl would while being pinched or spanked. Her cries escalated as Max humped harder, jolting forward so hard at times his rear legs came off the ground only to be followed by rapid humping and ramming of his large member into her stretched cunt. I then noticed the large knot at the base of Max’s member and how large it was. Max was thrusting so hard the knot was ramming up against her box. If Riley had not been there, it appeared to me Max might have been able to finally enter her so deeply as to tie with her. I let that thought pass, as I felt it was absurd but found it hard to dispel the visions of the many dogs I’d seen tied together during my lifetime. Finally Max stopped his humping but remained pressed deep into Sarah. He stood there, his whole body quaking. I then realized he was shooting load after load of hot cum deep into Sarah. She was still bent over as she had been, but her hands, which had been under her head, were gripping the edge of the lower step so hard her fingers were white. Sarah continued to whimper in between deep breaths and had a smile she couldn’t conceal. A smile of deep satisfaction, I surmised.

It was only then that I realized Ruthie had been kneeling the whole time by my chair and had been massaging my dick through my jeans. She was watching the show herself and was as visibly excited as I was. I wondered how many times she’d seen her mother raped by Max before - - - how many times had it happened to her? What made a woman want to do this? Clearly there was a lot I didn’t have answers to and I had bunches of questions. This was the most erotic thing I’d ever witnessed and I would have never, in my wildest dreams, come up with this on my own. That was for sure.

After several minutes, Max slowly backed away from Sarah. His large dick smacked when it finally slipped out of her, still blood red and dangling heavily as it continued to swing lazily about. Cum and pussy juices flooded out of Sarah’s cunt and continually dripped to the floor. Ruthie jumped up from my side and took a towel over, placing it on the floor between her mother’s still open legs. Then Ruthie, of all things, moved directly behind her mother and began sucking and licking at her mother’s pussy. She slurped and swallowed the remaining juices oozing out of her mother’s cunt and licked away at her inner thighs, glistening from the slippery ejaculates running down her legs.

Max, in the meantime, sprawled out on the floor and began licking his member clean. “What a dog,” I thought. “What a fuckin’ dog.” And what an experience. This day had changed my whole sexual mindset. Never again would I set limitations on what a man or woman might or might not be capable of and certainly not based upon my rather limited life experiences. In just a few hours, I learnt a valuable, and a rather enjoyable, lesson on life and sexuality.

Sarah finally stood up and she and Ruthie left the room together. I could hear a shower turn on and figured both women had got into the shower to clean themselves. I guess I looked pretty shell-shocked as Riley pointed at me and laughed so hard he doubled over. I asked him what the fuck was so funny and he told me he wished he had a camera to take a picture of my face.

“You’re in shock, fucker!” Riley screamed out, in between hee-haws and cacklings. “You got as white as a sheet, too.”

“Hell, all my blood was down in my dick. It’s a wonder I didn’t pass the fuck out, you shit.” I heckled him back. “How long has this been going on?”

“Oh, about two years. Two or three times a month. Kind of a fun little party my family has with Smitty and the girls. So, what do ya think?” Riley asked.

“Damndest fucking thing I ever did see, son.” I said, shaking my head in disbelief. “I never would have believed that was possible or even imagined such shit if I hadn’t seen it with my own two fuckin’ eyes. It was like watching a rape. Damn! Max is a violent shit, ain’t he?” I added, continuing to shake my head.

“Yeah. Rape is about the right word to describe it. Max is brutal. But the girls love it - - - really love it. And us guys like to watch,” Riley said, with a demonic smile.
“So Max fucks all the woman?” I asked.

“Yeah, but not at first - - - not the way you’re thinking. You see, my dad and Smitty have been friends for a long, long time. They are both pussy hounds. Anyway, about three years ago Sarah and Ruthie moved in with Smitty. Sarah had lost her husband and was looking for work when he ran across her near the bus station in Decatur. She had Ruthie in tow and it was obvious to Smitty the woman wasn’t sure where she was headed. You see Sarah and Ruthie left North Carolina to start fresh someplace else, as her husband’s creditors were all breathing down her neck. So, Smitty approaches Sarah and Ruthie and asked them if he can help them with a ride. Smitty finds out the story from Sarah, sees the difficulty she’s in and offers her a deal,” Riley related.

“A deal?” I asked, not understanding.

“Yeah. She needed a place for her and Ruthie to disappear and Smitty was single with no prospects. Sarah agreed that she’d do whatever he wanted, if they could stay with him and escape their wows. You see?” Riley asked me.

“Yeah, I got it,” I replied. “What a deal, huh?”

“Not bad. Well, anyway, it ain’t too long after that my dad is over at Smitty’s and he takes a real liking to Ruthie. My dad likes ‘em all, but especially the young ones. So Smitty takes Sarah aside and tells her my dad would like to spend a little time with Ruthie. Smitty and my dad were both shocked that Sarah didn’t throw a stink. Sarah told Smitty she would rather do my dad herself than have Ruthie do it, though, as she was still pretty young, had just turned seventeen, in fact, and was kind of shy and wouldn’t understand. I think she was probably mostly concerned my dad might hurt Ruthie. Smitty told Sarah my dad wanted Ruthie, not her and promised that he wouldn’t hurt her. After a while, Sarah finally agreed and dad started doing Ruthie pretty regular, you see?”

“Yeah,” I said. “But how did your mom and Jeanne get involved?”

“Well, it just so happens Smitty always had the hots for my mom. I don’t think see ever thought much of him though because she never liked dad going over and hanging around with him all the time. Smitty let Dad know that he really thought she was a real looker and asked my dad if he would consider bringing her over,” Riley paused and grinned before continuing.

“I remember when my dad asked Mom to go over to Smitty’s the first time. We were all at home and they had gone into their bedroom. Jeanne and I thought all hell had broken loose. My Mom yelled and screamed about Smitty being a twisted pervert and she was tired of him always grabbing her ass. Things simmered down and we figure Dad read the riot act to her. Well, it goes without saying she really objected at first, but you don’t say no to my dad. Anyway, she goes over with him and gets introduced all around. Next thing you know she is in a room with Smitty and he’s feeling her up. She throws a fit but dad takes her out back and reads her the riot act again. Next thing you know she is getting it doggie style from ol’ Smitty and within a few weeks he is doing Jeannie, too. Of course, I’m tagging along the whole time and I quickly find Sarah and Ruthie to be real friendly.”

“Wow. You need to be writing soap operas, fucker,” I replied. “But how did Max come to be?”

“Smitty is a real smut-muffin. He’s always downloading this and that off the internet and has more porn and nasty shit than you can shake a stick at. Anyway, he got into this bestiality shit and joined a couple of sites. He really got into it and after a while, Dad, Smitty and I would sit around looking through all of the movies and pics he had downloaded. It was a real turn-on. It got Dad and Smitty to thinking and next thing you know, well, Smitty comes home with Max. He’d run into someone or another over in Decatur and when he saw Max he knew he had a real keeper.”
“But how did they ever get the women to go along with such shit and get into it like they have?” I asked.

“That wasn’t a problem after they got started. The hard part was getting them to bite off on the idea in the beginning. Actually it was Smitty who got the idea for the bench in Ruthie’s bedroom. He wanted something multi-level like so the girls could sort of hang themselves on and let Max get the idea. Smitty didn’t realize, at the time, though, that Max was a natural. He needed no visual aids or coaching. All one of the girls needed to do was bend over and spread ‘em and he was shootin’ precum all over hell and creation and ready to find a hole.”

I laughed at this but still didn’t have the “how did it start” question fully answered. “So what happened?”

“Sarah was the first. Smitty called my dad to come over on a Saturday morning. He rightfully had figured it would be easier getting Sarah or Ruthie hooked up with Max if there wasn’t a lot of folks around bitching or tossing around ideas. When dad arrived it was obvious Sarah didn’t know what was about to happen as she was lounging in front of the TV and pointed my dad towards the shop out back of Smitty’s house where he was working on something or another, she said. In fact, Smitty was waitin’ for dad to help him move the heavy bench into the house. He figured they’d put it in Ruthie’s bedroom as it was really big and therefore had plenty of room to move around in. Once they got it situated, Smitty brought Max into the bedroom and called for Sarah. She came in, took one look and started backing out of the room. Smitty closed the door before she could make her exit and told her they just wanted to see what Max would do if she teased him a little. Sarah agreed to do it, but just the teasing thing - - - nothing else. She got undressed and moved around a little on her hands and knees in front of Max. Well, needless to say, Max took the bait and buried his massive head between her legs and started lapping at Sarah’s cunt. Dad later told me she could hardly stay still as ripples of pleasure went through her like waves crashing against a rocky shore. Smitty half pulled her over to the bench and told her to lay her head down on the lower step and push her ass up high as she could. Max didn’t need any further coaching and immediately climbed on board. His half hard member was punching around all over her back end. Dad told me he and Smitty were both laughing their asses off at the desperation Max was going through trying to find the hole. Smitty finally reached under him, guided his gyrating pecker and helped him get a start. Then Max really went to work on Sarah’s little cunt. Well, the rest you know or have figured out by now. Sarah loved it and really got into it. Ruthie came next and instantly became Max’s best friend. My mom and Jeannie were both Max’s bitches within a month, too. And now, every time our family is over here at Smitty’s, which is a couple times a month, one of the girls gets to service and drain Max for her own pleasure and, what you might call, group entertainment.”

“Damn, son!” I exclaimed. “What a fuckin’ story. If that don’t beat all.”

Sarah and Ruthie came back into the bedroom, both naked and looking like two girls who just entered a big department store. Obviously they wanted to do a little shopping and couldn’t wait to get their hands on the merchandise.

Riley was lounging across the bed and Ruthie went over and crawled up on the bed beside him. He grabbed her and they began making out instantly, completely with no regard to Sarah and me being in the room with them.

I was still sitting in the large lounge chair and looked up at Sarah’s beautiful naked body. She looked back at the two on the bed, turned her head back my way and winked. Then she extended her hand, which I took, and she half lifted me out of the chair and led me into another bedroom.

“Have you had a pretty good time so for, Jimmy?” she asked me.

“Great. Damn’dest day I’ve ever had, though.” I replied.

“Get out of those clothes and let me take a closer look at that big piece of meat you’ve got hanging down there,” she commanded.

I was stripped and just fixing to kick my briefs on top of my pants when she reached down and grabbed my semi-hard member.

“Oh, my,” she said. “Looks like we need to do something about this. Lay back on the bed.”

I skidded my butt back on the mattress but she motioned me to move over a little more and then she slid in beside me, reaching back down to massage my manhood back to life.
Within seconds my dick was hard and getting even harder by the second, at which point she let go and rolled up half onto my right side and began kissing me. Her right leg she threw across my middle and continued the massage with the inside of her thigh. I ran my left hand up and down her shoulder and back feeling the velvety soft skin that one would expect to feel on a young girl. Her flesh was flawless. Sarah half lifted up on her left elbow and placed her right hand along my left cheek, slowly moving her fingers around like she was tracing an outline or applying cream on my face. Her dreamy, sexually excited eyes looked right into mine.

“I’m glad you are having a great time,” she said. “I hope you can join us full-time. You’re a real stud and a great looking guy.”

I guess I was a bit flustered by her statement and I’m sure I showed my embarrassment even though I’m also sure she couldn’t help but notice the sexual fire in my eyes more than anything else.
Sarah then looked down at her right breast hanging down and pressing into my chest. She lifted it with her right hand and squeezed its firmness.

“How do you like my tits?” she asked me.

“They’re gorgeous. Best I’ve ever seen,” I said, not exaggerating at all but thinking I really had never got a full view of Natalie’s or my Mom’s but knew they would be the only ones in her league.
Sarah pushed up, positioning herself a little higher and reached across me with her right hand and arm, lifting herself above me. She then reached back down to her tit and guided it to my mouth. I sucked her large nipple into my mouth and began sucking and licking at it. Sarah then began rocking about, humping me gently. Within a minute she lowered herself back down and we began kissing again, this time with renewed intensity, each of us groping at the other.

Then she broke it off and moved away slightly from me, her right hand rubbing back and forth across my chest.

“Would you like me to give you head?” she asked.

“Yeah, would I ever!”

“Is it okay with you if I swallow?” she teasingly questioned, as if I was in any state of mind to say “No way bitch” or some such stupid thing. “I love to swallow cum. Until you showed up, I’d never sucked a dick as big as yours in my life,” she continued. “I can’t wait to see how much I can get in my mouth.” Then she winked at me.

“I’d like to see how much you could get into your mouth, too,” I said, with a smile as wide as a ‘possum eatin’ persimmons.

Sarah, now on her knees, positioned herself off my right side. After grasping my dick and jacking me off a bit, she bent over and began rolling her tongue around the head. She then went to work on my dick like she was a machine. She began hungrily sucking and bobbing her head up and down. Looking down I saw the large length of my dick appear and disappear like film flicking in an old time projector. Her huge breasts were swinging and bobbing around and before I closed my eyes, I attached my right hand to her left breast, squeezing it and marveling in its softness and warmth. Within a few minutes electrical spasms coursed through my body and I exploded into Sarah’s throat. As my shooting slowed, she raised her mouth off my dick long enough to turn her face toward me, as if to show me her enjoyment at savoring the taste of my salty schism. She tongued it side to side in her mouth and rimmed her lips to clean the juices she had missed. Then she once again lowered her head sucking up all that had escaped her while continuing to slowly jack me off.

Ruthie came into the room and hopped up on the left side of the bed. Sarah tilted my dick her way and Ruthie sucked in the last of the cum rising out of my pee hole. She, too, rolled it around in her mouth much as her mother had done and, if she hadn’t been leaning over my dick, one might think she was sampling a fine wine. Ruthie smiled at her mother and one last time bent forward to kiss the head of my manhood before reclining next to me on the bed.

“Ooh, that tasted so good,” Sarah said. “It’s the best I’ve ever tasted. What do you think, Honey?”

Ruthie lifted herself up on her right elbow and looked into my face. “I want some more,” she said with a large grin.

“Not now, Ruthie. Jimmy needs his rest. Maybe next time he comes over you can show him how great you are at giving head. Okay?” Sarah smiled down at her daughter and finally let my semi-limp dick fall back to my belly. She bent over and kissed it one last time then laid down on my right side.

Riley poked his head into the door. “You sex crazed fuck. Are you ready to hit the road or what?”

“No, I’m not,” I responded. “But, I guess I better be getting home. What time is it anyway?” I asked him.

Sarah turned over toward the nightstand by the bed and said it was a little after six.

“Damn, it’s that late!” I exclaimed, jumping up off the bed. “Yeah, I better get home. I’ve been gone all the blessed day.”

After a brief pause, I turned back to look at Sarah. “Yeah, I had a great time. Best time I ever had. And yes, Sarah, to answer your question, I will come back if that is all right,” I said looking down at her naked loveliness.
“You come back anytime you want. We are always home,” Sarah said, matter of factly. Looking toward Riley she asked, “Did you talk to Jimmy about that other thing?”
I looked back quizzically to Riley. “Sarah is talking about your mom and sis. We had discussed them the last time we met. Jeannie was supposed to see what your sister thought about it, too. I knew where you stood, Jimmy, without even asking you,” Riley replied.

Riley looked back Sarah’s way and said, “Jeannie talked to Riley’s sister, Natalie, and she said she seems really excited about watching Max mount one of you girls, but Natalie’s still a bit shaky about joining in. Jeannie says she is worried more about what Jimmy thinks about it than her mom. I was trying to get around to that this morning, Jimmy, while we were out fishing but you kept changing the subject on me whenever I brought up Natalie.”

“Oh, I see! So that is what all that was about. I thought you were trying to get me to help you get into my sister’s pants or get a date or something,” I said.
“Well, you might say that, too.” Riley laughed and immediately was joined by Sarah and Ruthie.

I turned back to Sarah. “Jeannie asked me about that right before we came over here. I told her I couldn’t imagine my sister and especially my mom being involved in what you folks are doing but, the more I learn about my sister, I’m not so sure now. Looks to me like she is really fired up about it, but mostly about Max, I guess. I just don’t know, and I really don’t know how I’ll bring it up with her but I’ll try. I’ve got to think about some more first, though. You understand?”

Sara nodded her head in affirmation. “Yeah. We understand.”

“If all she wants to do is watch Max do his thing, maybe I can bring her over one of these days and she can watch. Would that be all right?” I asked.

Riley came over and sat on the edge of the bed. “Jimmy, I don’t thing my dad and Smitty would want that to happen. Like I said, my dad has the hots for Natalie and wants her to be his personal plaything. If your mother wasn’t such a young and great looking piece of ass, they wouldn’t have been so hot to get her, mainly just Natalie, for my dad. But they have seen your mother around a few times and Smitty and my mom really want her involved. To be truthful, my mother would like to spend some time with your mom as much as my dad wants to do Natalie. You understand what I’m saying?” Riley asked.
I looked back toward Sarah while absorbing what Riley has just said. Sarah again nodded her head. “Riley’s mom likes to play with us girls sometimes, too.” Sarah admitted. “You see, Jeannie found out through Natalie that your mom has a pretty good collection of dildos and sex toys. And, well, a woman that young is probably pretty sexually frustrated not having a guy to play with. So we are all figuring your mom might jump at the chance to get into our little group. I know Riley is anxious, too.” Sarah said, giggling at that last part and winking at Riley.

I let that playful gesture pass between the two without further comment, as I was certainly suffering from information overload or the like. “Man,” I thought to myself, “this is beyond belief. Crap!”
“Well, we’ll see. I just don’t know what to say right now. I’ve gotta figure this one out. I just don’t know what to say,” I replied, lacking anyway to articulate what I was really beginning to think at the time.
“Well, anyway, we better get going,” Riley said.

“Yeah. We’ve got to go. Thanks Sarah and you, too, Ruthie, for a great time. Today was fantastic.” I hurriedly began pulling on my pants and boots.
In the meantime, Sarah left with Riley to the front room of the house and was in conversation with him when I walked in. They both turned my way but said nothing else. I again thanked Sarah and Ruthie, as Riley and I stepped off the porch to head back home.

Riley fired up his old truck, but he drove off much slower than usual and kept his speed down which was also much unlike him. He was quite for some time and kept taping the steering wheel, as if he were counting or trying to work out a problem.

The boy surely had something on his mind. I didn’t press him on it, as I had problems to work out for myself.