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Chapter 4 Expanded Liaisons

I could tell mother and Natalie both were concerned with what Riley had just said, as they passed knowing looks of concern to one another, which neither tried to conceal.

“Jimmy,” my mother said, soon after Riley had left, “I’m not so sure it’s such a good idea getting involved with Riley’s family. He can still come over, if you’d like, but I don’t like the sound of his father at all,” she continued.

“Mother!” Natalie exclaimed, visibly surprised at her remark. “I don’t think it’s as bad as Riley’s saying. Things aren’t adding up. I’ve talked with Jeannie bunches of times about her dad, and he doesn’t sound all that bad. And besides, how could anything have been any more violent then Riley’s attack of your rear.” Natalie chuckled, looking my way as if wanting me to jump in with support.

Her quick reply in defense of Riley’s dad made me wonder where my sister’s head was at, as she seemed to be expressing loyalties to a man I’m sure she’d never been around that much.

Mother sniggered a little herself, though. “Yeah, he was brutal but in a good way.” She appeared to gratifyingly smile in remembrance. After a moments thought, my mother teasingly remarked, “I think, my dear daughter, that you just want to be his little whore? Is that it?”

That caught Natalie a little off-guard. She made light of it though, her eyes downcast, her fingers casually brushing at her flannel pajama top. “Maybe. I kind of wanted to see what it was like to be pimped or something like that. Maybe just play like I was a whore but still come home and be just me after it was over. Is that wrong?” Natalie asked with a noticeable blush, looking back up into our mother’s eyes as if hoping she would understand her wanton need.

“Two days ago I’d have said ‘Hell yes, it is wrong’. But now, I guess things have changed a lot for all of us. You two promise me this,” she demanded. “Nobody, nobody is to know about what we’ve done, ever! Agreed?” She looked my way, as if my affirmation was the most important.

Natalie and I both agreed with what she said.

Mother looked back my way, after a few moments of silence. “Maybe you two boys should really take a look at that new girl, Jimmy.” Mother worriedly said. “If it doesn’t look good or if you think Riley’s dad is going to do something wrong, maybe there’s something we can do about it. I wish that guy Smitty wouldn’t have told Riley’s dad about her until after we knew more.” She dropped her gaze to the table, looking down as if she was trying to solve a puzzle.

“It’ll be okay,” I said. “The girl can always take off again. That’s the thing about runaways, they are always able to take off somewhere else.”

“Yes, but most of them end up in some real bad situations. Anyway, you let me know what you find out over at Smitty’s. Promise?”

“Yeah, okay.” I then turned and walked off to my bedroom, taking a long and badly needed nap. As I drifted off to sleep, I could hear Mom and Natalie still speaking quietly through my open door but what they were discussing was lost to me.

It was near dark when I awoke. I headed off to the kitchen to get a bite. Natalie was again in front of the TV, again in her old pajamas; at least that is what it looked like at first glance. After putting together a plate of leftovers, I joined her on the sofa and found she was wearing her old pajama top but no bottoms - - - absolutely no bottoms. She was seated back on the couch against the left armrest with her right foot up on the cushion close to her butt, knee held high. I stepped slightly forward and gawked down her way. She lifted her eyes to me, smiled, swung her knee to the right and flashed her naked little pubic flesh. Natalie then swung her leg closed and went back watching TV. I sat down, ate my food and tried to get interested in the program she was watching but all I could do was run through flashes of my last two days of carnal adventures. I got up, went to the sink with my dishes and fished a soda out of the fridge.

“Where’s Mom?” I asked.

“Up in her room, I think.”

I looked back Natalie’s way and thought, “She’ll wait,” and climbed the stairs to ask Mom what she thought of me calling Riley so we could head over to Smitty’s for a look at that runaway.

Mom’s door was closed and, just three days before, I would have turned around and headed back downstairs, but I now reached down for the doorknob and cracked the door open just a hair to see if she was sleeping. I found her not asleep but partially covered with a bed sheet, lying on her back, legs up at the knees and with one hand down between her legs. Her head was turned slightly away from me but it appeared her eyes were closed and she was quietly moaning. She was plainly moving her hips, humping what at first glance what I thought was her hand. I slowly entered the room and moved to the bed for a better view. As I did so, I saw she was fucking herself with a large, flesh colored dildo. My dick instantly strained at my jeans for more breathing room, so I unzipped them and stepped out of both the jeans and my brief. I moved to the edge of the bed and sat. This startled her and she jumped back a little with a start. I reached down to her hand and slowly removed the large artificial fucking-stick. She looked up at me and without a word rolled over to me, placing her hand on my naked thigh and pulling it slightly to signal her intention for me to twist around. This I did and she lifted her head enough to look over my leg to view my engorged beast. Mom reached over and lightly encircled it’s head with her hand, pulling and massaging it.

“I was horny when I woke up,” she whispered.

“You should have called me,” I said, with a big grin.

“I thought you would still be in bed,” she replied, looking back up into my face then lowering her head to kiss my thigh.

At that, I rolled slowly onto the bed, my hips about even with her head, and reached down and grasped my member firmly at its base. I arched my hips toward her face, lifting my heavy meat to her mouth. She opened wide and the head disappeared behind her lips and she began sucking and toying with it with her tongue. I reached out and pulled her shapely hips my way. She eagerly complied and cocked one leg up bringing her steamy, wet cunt right into view. As I leaned my head forward, her strong, sexual aroma aroused me even further. I opened my mouth and began kissing and sucking her beautiful cunt lips and tonguing her sweetness. We continued this for some minutes; each sending ripples of sexual electricity through the others body. Finally she allowed my member to pop free of her mouth and she immediately began firmly jacking me off. I raised my head clear of her leg and pulled free from her grip, as I lifted and rotated to mount her. She spread her legs and helped me quickly penetrate her sloppy love box. Soon my manhood was deeply buried in her, and I began pumping furiously into her heat. She humped me back fanatically, and we began going at each other like two animals in heat. Mom soon began having great heaving orgasms and she made loud grunting sounds, as her body was racked with explosions of sexual discharge. I, too, finally exploded my load deep into her quaking cunt but continued pumping at her until I was totally spent. Ultimately, completely wasted, I collapsed upon her. There I lay for some time trying to catch my breath until she pushed at me to roll off of her. Minutes later I got back into my clothes and stumbled back down the stairs for something to replenish my fluid loss.

There on the sofa sat Riley facing the TV. However, the TV wasn’t on. I walked over and found my sister head down in his crotch sucking madly as his pink pole. She was bobbing her head, making loud smacking noises. Riley, eyes closed, was clearly deep into his own little erotic quest and, even though Natalie knew I had walked up, she never missed a beat and continued hungrily mouth fucking him. I smiled to myself. “Just think,” I mused, “she has been at this for just a couple of days and already she’s a pro. Must be in her genes.” That brought an even bigger smile, as I thought back to Mom’s expertise. “Yep, it’s in the genes alright.”

Riley must have been here for a while. I saw Natalie’s pajama top thrown across the arm of the sofa and from what I could tell of her nipples, she must have let Riley work them over pretty hard before she agreed to give him head. “Or maybe she talked him into a little oral penetration,” I mused. Riley arched his back and began quivering, blowing his wad into Natalie’s mouth at which point she began smacking and swallowing in between gasps for air. Soon, she had him drained and Riley lay back into the sofa smiling and getting his wind back. Natalie stayed put, cleaning him thoroughly with her tongue, and then lapping at his hairy balls in long, slow tracings.

After some minutes, Natalie slowly lifted herself from her kneeling position and spun around to sit next to Riley, almost in his lap. She grinned at me while wiping the back of her hand across her lips and fingering clean the corners of her mouth. Riley grabbed her behind the neck and pulled him to her, kissing long and hard at her mouth. She returned his kisses with equal fervor.
Mom then appeared, walking around and standing next to me, sharing my view of the two naked bodies sprawled on the sofa. Riley still sat exactly where Natalie had left him, legs apart, his member now soft and dropping, showing signs of battle. Natalie beside him also showing signs of being rode hard and put up wet. Mother turned to me and laughed, “Well,” she said, “looks to me like these two have been doing the nasty. Why am I not shocked?” She again loudly laughed at her own remark, which I couldn’t help but join.

About an hour later, after we all had time to refuel our empty tanks, we found ourselves sitting around the kitchen table.

Mom finally spoke up coming back to something she appeared to be worried about or maybe a bit more than curious about. “You boys ever going to go over to that Smitty guys house and see what’s up?” she inquired, looking at both of us, seemingly impatient.

Riley gave me a glance and humped his shoulders. “What do you want to do, Jimmy?”

“Whatever,” I replied. “Why’re you so worried about that runaway, Mom?” I again asked.

“Not worried. I just want to know what’s up with her. What her situation is. It’s one thing to want to voluntarily do something but I’d hate to think the girl is being forced to make some hard choices in her situation,” she said. “Also, as I’ve said before, and I want you to understand this Riley, I don’t want us to get ourselves into something that might not be on the up-‘n-up.”

“What do you mean by that?” Riley asked.

“You two boys will know. Just take a look and see what the deal is with that girl and let me know. Riley, I want to be truthful with you, I’m really not sure, right this minute, if we’re going to join in your family’s activities. That’s why I don’t want your mom and dad to know you’ve been doing anything over here with us until we decide what we are going to do. But, in the meantime, you feel free to come over whenever you like. Just promise not to say a word about it.”

“Thanks, I was hoping you’d say that,” Riley said, grinning from ear to ear. “You won’t hurt my feelings one bit if you decide to stay away from my dad.”
“Good. Then that’s settled. Let’s leave it that way. Riley and I will go on over to Smitty’s and see what’s happening,” I quickly added, wishing to get off the topic. My mother’s concern seemed to be getting a bit maniacal.

“You ready?” asked Riley.

“Yeah, let’s get. We’ll be back later, Mom,” I said.

After Riley and I climbed into his truck for the ride over to Smitty’s, all he could talk about was how great Mom and Natalie were. He said it was better than he had ever dreamed of, too. “What great fun, Fucker,” he said to me, adding his most devilish grin for emphasis.

When we pulled into Smitty’s, the first thing we noticed was the truck belonging to Riley’s dad. I looked over to Riley and he shrugged his shoulders.
“I guess he had to come over and sniff around, huh?” Riley stated.

“Yeah, looks like it,” I replied.

Smitty swung the screen door wide and motioned us into the house. Riley’s dad, Joe Bob, was sitting in an overstuffed chair facing the couch. Sarah, Ruthie and the runaway girl we had not seen before were sitting on the couch.

“Good to see you boys. You’re daddy just came by for a quick visit himself. You boys grab a couple of chairs and have a sit,” Smitty said in his jolly, gregarious way.

“What are you doing over here this time of day?” Joe Bob asked us but which was clearly directed at Riley. His eyes never left his sons. There was no amusement to be seen in them.

“We were just bored and thought we’d come visit the girls,” Riley said, matter of factly to his dad.

Joe Bob turned his attention back to the couch, clearly not liking his son’s answer but more focused on his own objective. “Where you from Tammy?” he asked of the new girl.
“I was raised down in Florida. But we moved quite a bit,” Tammy replied not offering anything more.

“It’s nice to see fresh new faces around here. Smitty is such a nice guy, he’ll surely let you stay around as long as you like. Ain’t that right, Smitty?” Dad said, putting Smitty on the spot and clearly wanting him to vocalize something in the affirmative.

“Yeah. That’s right Tammy. We are kind of like a family or real close friends.” Smitty said. “It’s great to have you stay with us.”

Tammy didn’t reply but looked around at us with a somewhat embarrassed look on her face. She was clearly a very attractive girl, maybe seventeen years old, possibly eighteen. Her straight, light brown hair was worn shoulder length, her eyes were brown and doe-like and, from what I could tell with her seated, a pretty nice looking body. She was wearing a light blue pullover and blue jeans so I didn’t have the best of view. I planned on waiting around, however, to see her stand and move around to see what kind of quality stamp I’d be willing to stamp her with. I smiled at myself at that, “Sort of like stamping choice on a steak.”

“Boys, why don’t we give Tammy a few days to chill and let her get to know us better before we share our life stories and pry into hers. How about that?” Sarah asked out, looking around at each of us.
“Well, I gotta get back to work anyway,” Joe Bob said. “You boys leaving?”

“In just a few minutes, Dad,” Riley replied. “I was hoping to get a glass of Ruthie’s lemonade, if she has some made?” He grinned Ruthie’s way and she returned a big smile.

“That sounds like a plan. How about let’s go in the kitchen and see if we need to make another batch.” Sarah said, raising from the sofa and motioning the girls to follow.

Joe Bob wasn’t the only one to watch the girl closely when she stood and moved toward the kitchen. As she rounded the corner, I looked his way and saw him smiling and nodding his head at Smitty.
“She’s a keeper,” Joe Bob whispered Smitty’s way.

Smitty nodded his head and smiled.

“You boys stay away from that young piece of meat, or I’ll have your hide, you understand?” Joe Bob commanded of Riley and me.

We both nodded yes, as the look he gave each of us clearly was all business.

Joe Bob stood up, placed a hand on Smitty’s shoulder and led him outside whispering what I figured were instructions to him. “Man,” I thought, “Riley is right. His dad runs the show and from the look on his face I wouldn’t want to cross him. I bet he could be a mean son-of-a-bitch at the drop of a hat. Maybe Mom is right. Maybe we better be real careful in dealing with him. I wonder how she knows the type. “Well, best to err on the side of caution for now,” I thought to myself.

“You see, I was right. I knew Dad would get over here pretty damn quick to take a look at her. We best better stay away until he finishes with whatever plans he has for her,” Riley whispered to me in warning. We then got up and walked to the kitchen.

I followed close behind and we found the girls squeezing lemons and laughing at their small talk, as we entered the room.

“Be just a few more minutes guys. I’m glad you brought that up, Riley, when you said lemonade, I got an itch for a glass myself,” Sarah said, smiling her beautiful smile and looking as dreamy as ever.
“A guy could really love that woman.” I thought to myself. “Although one would never have figured, in a million years, that she belonged with a man like Smitty. They were two gentle spirits, Sarah and Ruthie, both gregarious and loving, and, both, known to a very few, sexual perverts driven by and seeking their own depravations.”

Tammy was laughing along with Sarah and Ruthie and seemed to fit right in with them. If you didn’t know the difference, you would have thought they had been friends for a long time. Tammy had an innocent, small-town girl charm about her. By her actions and mannerisms at the table, I would never have considered this girl a runaway. She was definitely a bit shy, but at the same time seemed to have an openness of expression one would not think a young girl in her situation, absconding from whatever state she found herself at home, would demonstrate.

Ruthie moved around the table and wrapped an arm loosely around Riley, laying her head against his chest, as a girl might snuggle up to a steady boyfriend. Riley leaned his head forward kissing Ruthie gently on the forehead and began stroking her hair. Although Ruthie might in truth be a little on the slow or shy side herself, the girl’s emotional attachment to Riley was clearly more than a little sister would have for a big brother. She was obviously totally in love with him, even if one might characterize it as puppy love. Ruthie was truly smitten and Riley seemed to also be greatly pleased about her open affections himself.
Several times I noticed Tammy looking up at the innocent petting the two were doing standing at the table. Tammy looked Sarah’s way and clearly took note of Sarah’s lack of reaction to the two. Before the lemonade was stirred, Ruthie took Riley by the hand and they went off to her bedroom, which was followed by an audible closing of the bedroom door.

Tammy looked that way and then back down to the iced filled glasses on the table, noticeably unsettled over what might be happening behind closed doors.

“Should we pour their lemonade, too?” Tammy asked motioning with her head toward the bedroom door.

“No. They can get a glass later. I’ll just dump their ice into the pitcher,” Sarah replied.

About the time the third glass of lemonade was poured, a muffled sound could be heard emanating from Ruthie’s bedroom. Muffled as it was, it was clear to anyone of mature years what was going on. Of course, Sarah and I, knowing Riley the way we did, knew exactly what was happening. Riley was pounding away at Ruthie’s tight little butt-flesh. Looking up at Tammy, I noticed she bore a little subdued grin and a noticeable, if little, extra sparkle in her eyes when she looked my way.

“Let’s go out on the back porch and enjoy the fresh air,” Sarah said.

This we did and soon were seated at the far end of it where I had first seen Sarah and Ruthie just two days before. The October evening air was cool and invigorating.

“Tammy,” Sarah started, looking her way, “I hope what you were hearing in the house didn’t bother you. The boys here are close friends to Ruthie and me and we have a little fun from time to time, you understand?” Sarah asked.

“Yeah, okay,” Tammy replied with a knowing smile. “I understand.”

“Great. I figured you would,” Sarah stated with a knowing grin of her own.

Looking Sarah’s way I could plainly see she was working through the current situation or problem. What the problem was, along with its solution, I was quickly going to ascertain.

“Did your leaving home have anything to do with that kind of thing?” Sarah asked her.

I couldn’t believe she would bring this up with me, a stranger, sitting there with them, but I figured Sarah had her reasons. Tammy looked my way before lowering her eyes to the porch floor. There was clearly a great deal of hesitation before any answer was formulated.

“Yeah. Something like that,” she replied, with downcast eyes.

“Wanna talk about it?” Sarah questioned.

“Not much to tell. My dad split with my mom some years ago. We moved around a lot and then one day my mom met this older guy. They both had one thing in common: they love booze and lots of it. Mom would get all boozed up, and he wasn’t getting any attention from her so he came to me. The first time, I told Mom about it so she could make him stop. She said as long as he was paying the bills and I was living with them, well, to just shut up and put out. Two nights later, he came into my room, raped me again and slapped me around pretty bad. Early the next morning, I gathered up some clothes and hit the road. That was three days ago,” Tammy related. Her eyes tearing up and head hung low.

“That’s all right,” Sarah said soothingly. “Come over here.” She motioned with her hand for Tammy to join her on the porch swing. Tammy moved over and sat up against Sarah with her head on her shoulder. She continued, “That’s all right, Honey, I know it’s hard. This old life is pretty damn crazy sometimes. Sometimes you just have to do what you have to do. I’m sorry you couldn’t have worked it out. Were you close to your mom?” Tammy asked her.

“Yeah. Always pretty close until she started with the booze. She changed overnight. I didn’t want to leave her, but I didn’t want him beating me either. If he wouldn’t have hit me and hurt me, I’d have probably stayed around,” Tammy said.

“That’s the right way to look at it. He was just a horny old man looking for something to stick his pecker in. Any girl can handle that but not getting beat up or hurt.”

“I’m sorry,” Tammy said, like she was apologizing. “I’ll leave now if you don’t want me around no more.”

“No you’re not,” Sarah said in a commanding tone of voice. “You’ll stay right here with us. These guys don’t beat girls. They might get a little rough sometimes but they won’t beat you,” Sarah said.
This surprised me that Sarah even brought that up, especially with me being present. However, I figured Sarah was a lot sharper than she let on and probably knew the entire situation with this girl before she ever asked the first question of her.

“I know exactly what you’ve been through. When I was a young girl my father took me to a cabin he and his friends used for hunting. Two of them were there when we arrived. He told me he’d brought be up to the cabin that weekend to make a woman out of me. All three of them used me all that weekend and from then on I was his plaything. He was nice to me, though, and my mother told me she was proud of me taking it like a big girl. Sometimes my mom and I both would be taken up to the cabin where we would party all weekend with his friends and their wives and daughters. As time went on my younger sister joined us and she, too, went through my same initiation. When I was eighteen I left home and began searching for a better situation but never found it until I came here with my Ruthie to live with Smitty. It’s been great ever since,” Sarah soothingly related, while stroking Tammy’s hair.

She then paused to let this sink into Tammy and note her reaction. Tammy slowly removed her head from Sarah’s shoulder and sat back up against the swing. Sarah turned sideways and brought a bent leg up on the swing to sit on, as she adjusted herself to face Tammy.

“Tammy, you’ve come face-to-face with the hard side of life and there are yet hard choices to make. You are young and very pretty with lots to offer and plenty of time to take a great deal of pleasure and happiness out of life while you are young. Believe me, it’s important to feel wanted and be happy. And it’s important to find a place where you can be you and enjoy life and all it has to offer. I know you don’t believe half of what you’ve seen on TV. Maybe ten percent of people live like that and have those kinds of material things in life. In real life, we do the best with the hand we’re dealt and it looks to me like you’ve been dealt a pretty good one. Like I said, you are very pretty and have a nice body. I’m happy Smitty found you before you stumbled onto some of the real bad folks who’d like to take that prettiness and that body away from you,” Sarah said, continuing to speak in a low voice and sounding very sincere.

Tammy, the whole time, had both hands in her lap and had never taken her eyes off of them during Sarah’s entire discourse. She was quiet and didn’t vocalize any acknowledgement to Sarah’s little speech.
Sarah tenderly reached over and placed her left hand on Tammy’s shoulder and pulled her slightly toward her. Tammy lowered her head to Sarah’s lap and Sarah began stroking at Tammy’s brown hair once again. Slowly Sarah dropped her hands to Tammy’s shoulder and down her back lightly playing at her skin through the thin blue pullover she wore. Tammy placed her left hand along Sarah’s right thigh and hip and rubbed slowly and lovingly at her. For some time they continued in this way, which looked to me like a mother comforting a small child.

“Can I live with here with you Sarah?” Tammy quietly asked not raising her head.

“Yes, Tammy. I would like for you to, but you’ll have to be part of our family and we’d expect you to do as you are told,” Sarah replied.

“I’ll do anything you tell me to do, Sarah,” Tammy said.

“One thing you’re going to do, Tammy, is keep these boys happy. You will let them use you whenever they want to. Do you understand?” Sarah stated.

“Yes,” Tammy replied, lifting her head slightly to look in my direction.

Sarah, seeing this, looked my way and smiled a gentle, knowing smile.

I had never seen this kind of thing take place before, or never had it occurred to me; a mature woman, with a child of her own, talking another young woman into being a sexual plaything. Sarah had masterfully, in no more than a few short minutes, completely altered the young girls mindset. Of course, upon reflection, it didn’t seem like she really had to do very much convincing. Tammy was, after all, a little fox who had only recently discovered her own sexuality and now had a chance to fully do something she might have only fantasized about herself.

“Jimmy, why don’t you take Tammy to my room and welcome her to our little group,” Sarah said, grinning largely.

I liked to have jumped out of my skin. I never expected this and bolted to my feet like I was fixing to run a race. Tammy slid out of the swing and came over to stand next to me. I reached out to her and placed my hand in the small of her back. She squeezed up next to me and lightly placed her head against my chest. Sarah got out of the swing and led us both back into the house to her bedroom. Laughter could be heard behind the door to Ruthie’s bedroom, so I figured the two lovers were still having a great time.

All three of us entered Sarah’s bedroom, and she closed the door behind us. She motioned for me to strip off my clothes, and it surprised me to see her doing likewise. Tammy stood watching us and gasped when I dropped my briefs and my meat swung free from its confines. Sarah slipped out of her panties and reached behind to unhook her bra. Within seconds her large breasts were swinging freely in the air, her nipples hard and anticipating what was to follow.

Sarah then moved over to Tammy and placed a hand on her shoulder, leaning forward to kiss her gently on the cheek. Tammy stood still as a statuette as Sarah lifted her light blue pullover out of her jeans and placed her hands on the bare skin of her waist. She then pulled herself slightly forward and kissed Tammy on the mouth. Tammy raised her arms and placed them on Sarah’s upper arms and squeezed enough for me to tell she was getting excited.

I walked over to the two of them and kissed at Sarah’s neck and glancing at what little of Tammy’s face I could see. “Yes,” I thought to myself, “the little bitch is really enjoying this attention.”

Walking behind Tammy, I reached down, grasped her pullover and began lifting it. She pulled away from Sarah and allowed me to raise it up and off of her head. I then unhooked her bra and she slid out of it. I pressed up to Tammy’s butt and, looking over her shoulder, could see Sarah lifting her breasts to her mouth. She immediately began tonguing at the hardened flesh and sucking lightly at her erect nipples. I then reached in front of Tammy unhooking and unzipping her jeans, which fell away allowing me to peel her panties off of her beautiful round little ass. As she stepped out of the pile of fabric at her feet, I grabbed the cheeks of her ass in my hands, squeezing and massaging the smooth flesh. Tammy’s breathing was noticeably becoming labored and her body involuntarily quaked from the attention it was getting.
Sarah pulled her to a cedar chest at the foot of the bed and gently pushed her down into a sitting position. Sarah then reached out for my hand and pulled me alongside her until I stood in front of Tammy. My one-eyed monster was bouncing with every heartbeat, and I reached down with my left hand to grasp it near its base to steady it.

“Tammy, Honey,” Sarah said looking down to her. “You are not ready for anything this huge but I’m going to show you how to suck it.”

Tammy looked from my dick to Sarah, who lowered herself to the chest and leaned forward to begin sucking and slurping at my erection. Tammy watched intently and shifted her sitting position to watch more closely. After Sarah sucked the head into her mouth and let it slide back out, she massaged it with her tongue, her eyes cutting toward Tammy and noting her interest. Sarah moved my hand off of my dick, wrapped her fingers around the base and pulled it to the side until it came to a stop in front of Tammy’s mouth. Tammy mimicked Sarah’s actions to a tee, her warm mouth opened wide and she sucked the head in deeply, sucking and rolling her tongue around it entire surface.

As Tammy allowed it to pop free, she scrunched up and grinned broadly at Sarah like a little kid who just accomplished a necessary task and was about to receive great praise from the dotting parent.
“Was that your first time?” Sarah asked.

Tammy nodded her head.

“Did you like it?” she asked, smiling back at Tammy.

“Yeah. It tastes great,” Tammy lasciviously grinned.

“I wanted you to suck Jimmy first cause it’s the best damn dick I’ve ever tasted, and I wanted you to see just how great it gets,” Sarah said, looking up at me and winking.

“Watch this!” Sarah said, again smiling up at me. She then took my hand and led me around to lie along the edge of the bed. She kneeled on the floor and expertly grasped my flailing joint in her hand and began beating my meat faster than I had ever been jacked-off. Tammy watched this in amazement and soon took over for Sarah. Lacking Sarah’s jackhammer speed, Tammy’s grip was vice like and she stroked my meat in long, graceful motions. Her eyes betrayed her heightened state of sexual arousal, sparkling with raw bestial exhilaration.

I began convulsing with the great anticipation of my pending discharge. When my release finally came, I exploded great gobs of white creamy ejaculate, most of which began flowing back over Tammy’s still tightened and jerking fist. Sarah and I could plainly see she was almost startled by this. Sarah then reached forward and scooped a good bit of my thick love juice onto the tips of her fingers and Tammy watched as she stuck those fingers into her mouth and began sucking and rolling my sperm around in her mouth, savoring the salty brine and finally swallowing the mixture of cum mixed with her own saliva. Tammy then set about licking and sucking up the rest of my essence, throwing her head back and experiencing the taste and salty flavor for the first time.

While Tammy knelt over me, licking up the last of my juice, Sarah had gone to her dresser where she removed a belt type affair with a dildo attached. This she put on and, as if she was masturbating the artificial penis, rubbed a lubricant over it as she walked back toward the bed and Tammy. She reached down under Tammy’s arm, lifted her up and walked her around to the other side of the bed.

Sarah positioned Tammy on her back, her head close to my hips, and her open legs off the side of the bed. Sarah knelt between them and encouraged Tammy to lift them, which she did, putting a hand behind each knee to assist her in lifting and spreading them wide. Sarah then began a sensual love-fest between Tammy’s sprawling legs. I was completely mesmerized, taking my eyes away just long enough to zero in on Tammy’s erect nipples, which I teased with my fingers, in between massaging the perfectly formed mass of her breasts. Tammy began moaning and whimpering as waves of pleasure coursed her being. At length, just as Tammy was about to burst into uncontrollable orgasm, Sarah raised herself and mounted the prostrate young girl. The dildo slid into Tammy without hardly any resistance and Sarah began pumping her wildly, raping her young, tight little love box.

As Sarah was finishing her off, Riley and Ruthie came into the bedroom. Both were naked but looked fresh after the good romping I figured they had shared. Of course, leave it to Riley, his eyes zeroed in on Sarah’s ass rising and thrusting and within seconds his member was erect and swinging to and froe. Ruthie noticed this and smiled broadly at us both. She reached over for the lubricant and worked a large amount onto the length of Riley’s tool. He closed in on Sarah just as she was dismounting from Tammy and had the dildo off of her in seconds. With both feet on the floor, her head on the bed, Riley pushed his meat into her anal cavity while the rest of us looked on. Tammy positioned herself on the bed to get a full view of Riley’s assault. Ruthie sat down behind her and, reaching under Tammy’s arms, began playing with her beautiful orbs. Tammy was aghast at what was taking place right in front of her. Surely she had heard of getting corn-holed, but it was obvious she never had considered actually having a front row seat.

After much pumping and thrusting about, Riley shot his wad in Sarah, pressing and holding his pelvis hard against her ass until the last of his cum had been deposited deep inside her ass. Sarah, too, gasping for air was completely spent after the long sexual play session.

Some minutes passed with all but Ruthie sprawled on the bed. Ruthie came back into the room with wet washcloths and towels to offer all around. She then knelt and went to work cleaning Riley’s shriveled manhood. Slowly all began making trips to the bathroom. Sarah and Tammy stepped into the shower and washed each other down while the rest of us headed off to the kitchen to fix sandwiches and finish off the lemonade.

After we were all seated around the large kitchen table and were almost finished with our late lunch, Sarah decided it was time to speak her mind.
“Riley, I’m glad you are here with us right now. I’m going to get a few things off my chest and I want you to know I don’t blame you for any of it. The main thing is this: I don’t really care for your dad running things like he does and dominating whatever girl happens to be the flavor of the month. Excluding Tammy, each of us has had to put up with his dominating crap and his brutality far too long. I like it rough and I like being used but I don’t like being brutalized.” At this she paused.

Riley sat speechless but nodded his head looking down at the remains of his sandwich.

“It’s plain, if Tammy stays around, she will be his next victim and, if you ask me, I think he’s getting more brutal all the time. I don’t want Tammy to be that next girl.”

Tammy was looking at Sarah somewhat horrified, clearly remembering the gruff manner of the man introduced to her as Joe Bob.

“Tammy,” Sarah said, looking directly at her, “I want you to know the whole truth. Smitty’s the nicest guy you could ever want to be around, but he’ll not protect you from Riley’s dad. They’re old friends from way, way back and Smitty’s always gone along with Joe Bob’s little schemes since they were kids. Smitty’s bothered by Joe Bob’s meanness, too, but he won’t step in to say anything or stop it. I don’t want you to go through that brutality, Tammy. You understand?” Sarah asked.

“Yes,” Tammy replied in a voice just above a whisper. “But I don’t want to leave you and Ruthie, Sarah.”

“I have an idea about that, too,” Sarah continued. “Jimmy, I understand you live in a big ol’ house with just your sister and mom, right?”

“Yes’m,” I spoke up.

“What would your mom say if you brought home a guest to stay a while until we work things out?” Sarah asked me.

“She wouldn’t mind at all. I’m sure of it. In fact, until you brought this up I didn’t want to say anything but my mom, well, she told both Riley and me this very morning that she wasn’t too sure we were ever going to get involved with Riley’s dad. And now, I’d bet good money on it not happening. She’s been worried ever since she first found out Natalie was asked to join you guys and was told about Riley’s dad.”

“Okay. Would you do that for us? Ruthie and I, if it’s ok with your mom, we can come over to your house and see Tammy until we figure all this out,” Sarah said.

“That’s fine. I’m sure she’d like the company, and I know she will really like having you three girls around,” I said.

Sarah nodded her head and with a look of concern turned to Tammy. “Is that alright with you?” Sarah asked.

“Yeah, thanks. But if your mom doesn’t want me around, Jimmy, please let me know and I’ll leave. I don’t want to be a bother,” Tammy said.

“You won’t be. You can count on it,” I laughed.

Sarah looked very relieved, and we all finished eating with just some idle chat.

“Look boys, it’s getting pretty late. The three of you better get going. And this is going to be the story: Tammy just up and left. Nothing more. You boys, when you are asked, just say she was still in the house when you left and know nothing more. Ruthie and I will tell Smitty she decided it was time to move on and she walked out to the road to hitch a ride. Enough said. Okay?” Sarah looked all around. Everyone nodded in agreement.

Riley, Tammy and I them climbed into his pickup for the short ride over to my house.

“Will your mom know what we’ve done, Jimmy?” Tammy asked, seemingly embarrassed someone might find out about our afternoon escapades.

“Believe me, Tammy, you are going to fit right in. My mom and sister are going to like you a bunch. Don’t worry about a thing. Okay?”

“Okay,” she replied, looking relieved.

Within about fifteen minutes we pulled up to my house. Riley said he’d better make tracks home so his dad wouldn’t connect him running around all the blessed day and begin wondering about him knowing more about the girl. He also added he was sure his dad would call Smitty as soon as he got home to arrange for a visit. We said our good-byes and Riley left. I walked Tammy up to the door and stopped before going in. I told her that once we were inside, I wanted a chance to talk to my mother and sister for a while and not to be bothered by this. They knew nothing about her or Sarah’s request; I made sure to emphasis everything would be all right, though. Tammy once again reiterated that she would leave if my mom didn’t want her around and with no hard feelings or such.

We entered the house and my mom and sister were watching TV. They turned around on the sofa and upon seeing Tammy quickly stood up and came over to greet her. I introduced her and asked her to sit down on the sofa and make herself at home while I talked with my mom and sister. Both had somewhat puzzled expressions on their faces, and I motioned them to my bedroom.

Before they could bombard me with questions, I told them everything Sarah had said and what I little I knew about Tammy. Mother came around and sat on the bed looking down at her hands for some time before speaking.

“I told you I was worried about Riley’s dad. That settles it. I agree with this woman Sarah and she knows more about him than any of us do, so Natalie, you will not be going over there. And Tammy’s more than welcome to stay as long as she likes. Goodness knows we’ve got room for a dozen adults in this big old house. It’s about time we did some entertaining,” Mother said, with firm conviction.

After a little more small talk and questions I didn’t have the answers to, we got up and went back to the living room. Tammy sat there and started to get to her feet when she heard us returning.

“Sit down, Hun,” my mother said. “Let’s talk a bit.”

Tammy turned toward mother as she sat down next to her on the sofa. Natalie pulled up a stool close to them, and I sat in a chair across the way.

“First thing, Tammy. I want you to know we’re glad you’ve come to stay with us. Don’t you worry about a thing, either. We’ve got a whole lot of room in this old house of ours and it’s been forever since we’ve had company. So you just make it your home for as long as you’d like to stay with us,” Mom told her.

“Thank you,” Tammy said, with grateful tears forming in her eyes. “But I don’t want to be a bother. If you get tired of me in a few days, promise me you’ll tell me and I’ll leave, okay?” she asked.

“Nonsense, girl,” Mother said. “You’ll not be a bit of trouble. It’s always good to meet new people and share some time together. Natalie, why don’t you take Tammy up and show her one of the guest bedrooms and let her settle in,” Mother ordered.

“Follow me, Tammy,” Natalie said and the both of them climbed the stairs giving my mother and I a chance to talk some more.

“Pretty girl. She’s lucky Sarah wanted to protect her,” Mother said, looking for a response from me.

“Yeah,” I said, “lucky thing.” I moved over next to my mom and kissed her on the cheek, as I settled down next to her on the sofa.

“Did you boys take advantage of her innocence this afternoon?” she asked me with a knowing smile on her face.

“I think she might have taken advantage of our innocence,” I replied. “No, not really. She was truly an innocent little girl until about three hours ago. She got a lot of high intensity education pretty quick,” I said smiling back at my mom.

“And what education did she receive?” she coyly asked.

I then proceeded to tell her, in frank and open detail, everything that had transpired. She was visibly aroused by the tale, which did not in the least bit get lost on me.

“What I’d have given to have been there,” Mother said, licking her lips, clearly tantalized by the story.

“I bet you would have loved every minute of it,” I said, laughing out loud.

“I hope we can meet Sarah and Ruthie sometime,” Mother said, her eyes sparking in expectation.

“Oh, I believe you’ll meet them both in the not so distant future. Sarah really hated for Tammy to leave. In an amazingly short time, they’d become like mother and daughter. I’m certain you’ll really like Sarah and Ruthie, and I know they’ll like the two of you,” I said, smiling grandly. Mother picked up on my insinuation and flashed me a big grin in return.

“I’m going to go up and see what those two are up to,” with that, Mom turned around and headed upstairs.

Within a few minutes Natalie came down the stairs and sat down on the sofa next to me.
“So?” I asked. “What do you think of her?”

“She seems really nice. I think she really likes you. She told me all about what you and Sarah had her do,” Natalie related to me. “I should have been there.”

I pulled a leg up under me and turned to face my sister. Reaching up, I pulled a few strands of hair back from her face and let my fingers lightly touch her cheek. “I think it was actually more like what Sarah had her do. I was as much of an observer as anything else. It was clear to me Sarah had planned out what she did and really had some fun. You really should have been there.”

“I can’t wait to meet them.”

“Sarah’s going to love you. That’s for sure,” I said, smiling back at her. “So what’s Mom doing upstairs with her?”

“Talking. I think Mom’s just trying to find out what she can about her. You know Mom. She’s going to get enough answers so as to be sure we’re not making a mistake letting her stay.”

“Yeah. I should have figured that myself,” I agreed.

“So? You think Sarah’s going to like Mom and me?” Natalie asked with a sly, playful smirk on her face.

I smiled back and looked down at her two ripe melons, clearly swinging free from the restraints of a bra and shapely pushing at the material of the hot pink t-shirt she had on. I reached over with my left hand and squeezed and kneaded her left breast. Natalie pushed into my hand and moved closer to me before tilting her head back, closing her eyes and opening her mouth to ease her heavy breathes. Reaching down, I tugged at the t-shirt to lift it above her two, heavy jugs. She leaned forward to help free her t-shirt from the sofa’s grasp and lifted the shirt high. Then, in a quick move, she got to her knees and shifted to bring the two breasts to my mouth level. I seized both in my hands, squeezing them hard and maneuvered one and then the other to my mouth, sucking hard and kissing at the puffed areolas.
Natalie looked down at me. “Let’s go to your room before Mom comes back down, okay?”

“And what do you have on your mind?” I playfully asked of her.

“Something nasty,” she replied, licking her lips seductively.

Natalie already had her t-shirt up over her head and off before she cleared the door and then immediately peeled off the rest of her clothes. I followed suit and within seconds my heavy piece of meat was swinging around waiting to be serviced once again.

She smiled at the site of my dick jumping about with each heartbeat and, after sitting on the bed, held out her right hand, open palm up, to receive my member. I walked to her hand and my pecker fell heavily into her open palm. She wrapped her fingers around it and pulled it slowly to her mouth, all the time tugging at the flesh. Her eyes looked down on my member’s little mouth and she moved her mouth to cover it and, with her tongue, began Frenching the tip, sucking and licking at the small piss hole. I moved slowly into her, but she held me back by gripping my dick harder in her fist. She removed her head and looked up at me smiling.

“I absolutely love the taste of your dick,” she exclaimed. “And it’s so damn big!”

I watched as she reached down and lifted her left breast, bringing the tit up to the head of my heavy manhood. Still gripping it hard with her right hand, she lifted her left breast higher until she was able to trace the nipple with the head of my dick, moving it back and forth across the rigid flesh. It felt wonderful to me and I pushed forward, ever harder against her tight grip. At this, Natalie smiled again and let my dick come to rest between her two, firm jugs before taking both hands and squeezing them together.

“Fuck my titties,” she begged.

My hands fell to her shoulders and I began fucking her beautiful breasts until I exploded a great quantity of rich, creamy cum all over her two globes. Natalie again leaned forward and sucked my dick into her mouth where I released the last drops of cum into her warm, hungry mouth. Once my shuddering and heaving subsided, she pulled back, my dick popping out of her mouth. Then, reaching down with the side of her finger, Natalie began scooping up the white slime, bringing it to her mouth where she savored it by rolling it about her mouth with her tongue before swallowing all of it down. She then leaned back and tongued the last drippings off my dick before burying her head into my crotch and licking at the side of my balls and the hairy base of my dick.
“You’re a natural. That’s the best head I’ve ever had. Did you like it as much as I did?” I asked her.

“Like it, hell! I loved it. I’d love nothing more than to go to bed every night with that in my mouth. Like a baby with her favorite pacifier,” she smiled.

“Maybe we can do that, from time to time,” I replied.

“Anytime you want,” she said, as she stood up and began dressing again.

We walked out of my bedroom and found Mom and Tammy at the kitchen table. Mom knowingly smiled at us as we entered and sat at the table.

“I figured you two had made off to the bedroom,” she smiled, adding a wink.

“Okay,” Natalie said, “you caught us. I wanted a little alone time with my brother before you two came into heat again.”

Mom laughed out. “I’m glad you’re thinking only of our welfare.”

We all sat and talked for some time at the table. Mom and Natalie heated leftovers and we all ate and talked some more. Tammy related her story of the desperation she had felt before finally deciding to leave her mom and her alcoholic boyfriend and strike out on her own. She admitted that the guy was pimping out her mom, and he wanted Tammy to become a part of his stable. She also admitted she had actually had given serious thought to it and was just about ready to become one of his girls when he cornered her in her bedroom the night before she left home and raped her the second time. He told Tammy that her mom said it was all right with her if he forced her. Tammy fended off his attacks but couldn’t stop him. He later stomped off, telling her she either would become his whore or hit the road.
A while later after watching TV, Natalie and Tammy disappeared upstairs.

“She seems to be a nice girl,” Mom said, looking my way for my opinion.
“Yeah. I think she’ll be fine,” I replied.


“Are you sure you’ll be able to handle all the attention you’re getting?” Mom asked, laughing at her question.

“I’ll be the first to let you know,” I replied. “Right now, though, I’m just dumb, hung and full of cum.”

We both had a big laugh over that.

“I had a great time with Riley but a girl can only handle so much of getting an ass reaming. He needs to be a little more creative. You sure can’t say he lacks enthusiasm, though. He’s brutal and certainly controlling.” Mom said, in a thoughtful, yet concerned way.

“Yeah, I believe he gets that from his dad. He’s a control freak, I guess you could say.”

“That’s it, all right. ‘Control freak’ is the right word. I think I’d rather service that dog Natalie talks about all the time - - - Max, is it? - - - then to deal with that crap - - - at least on a constant basis. I like the role of being subservient but not brutalized. Next thing you know Riley’s dad’ll be wanting to tie us all up and get out whips and paddles.”

We both again shared a laugh at the thought of that. After a pause, though, she looked back my way and continued. “I believe Natalie and Tammy are both ready to do whatever you want. Whether you want the role or not, you’ve become our pimp. So it looks like you’ve got three girls to do your bidding. That is, I hope you consider me one of the girls.” She looked at me, smiling and arching an eyebrow.
“You know I wouldn’t want it any other way. Over the last couple of years, we should have been having great times, too,” I said, hoping she would agree.

“Well, I’m not so sure it would have started that soon, but I admit being lonely and thinking about wanting to be with you. Honestly, I really figured that you and Natalie played around from time to time. I never was really sure but I did notice a number of looks you and Natalie have exchanged over the last months,” Mother admitted.

“I bet she was thinking I knew about Riley and his family at the time. And I’ve actually just found out she knew about that months and months ago. I wish now she would have said something to me. In fact, she told me she had talked with you about Riley’s family and even Max,” I replied.

“But I didn’t think very much about it until I walked in on Natalie and Jeannie one night. Jeannie was on top of her and they were going at each other like a couple of oversexed rabbits,” Mom laughed.
“She told me. She said you just turned and left the room without saying anything, huh?” I asked.

“Yes, but I was watching them longer than they thought. Honestly, it was all I could do to turn away and not go over and join them on the bed. I was really wanting Jeannie to do that to me, too,” Mother went on to confess.

“Now that would have been a shock to them, I bet,” I said, grinning.

“To me, too. But then Natalie began telling me about Max and wanting to watch him mount a girl. She even asked me one day if we could buy a big dog. She even knew exactly what she was after - - - a big Great Dane. She said we would have to buy a pup, as she didn’t want one that was fixed. And she told me all about getting booties and other things we would need. She really got excited about it. It was all Natalie could talk about for several weeks. She wondered how old he would have to be before he could start doing it, and if I thought it would be okay if she sucked him as a pup and things like that,” Mom admitted.

“Maybe she had better wait and spend some time with Max before jumping into the frying pan, huh, Mom?” I asked.

“That’s what I told her. We need to meet Sarah and Ruthie and talk with them about it. Maybe they could bring Max over here one day and we could all watch as one of them services him,” she said. “Do you think they might do that?”

“I’m sure they would have to do it without Smitty knowing. We’ll have to see but I bet they’d do it,” I told her, visualizing Natalie on her all fours.

Mom looked my way after glancing back over her shoulder at the upstairs landing. “Why don’t we talk in your room for a while, okay?” she asked, running her fingers lightly through my hair.
“Yeah. Let’s do that,” I agreed.

We both walked into my bedroom, and I closed the door. Mom sat on the bed and began rubbing her breasts, as I walked over to her. She reached out, grabbed at my crotch and began rubbing new life into my piece of meat.

“Would you like to fuck me again?” Mom asked.

“Yeah. I was hoping you were wanting some, too,” I smiled.

She stood and began undressing. I, too, slipped out of my clothes, walked over to her, and as she was bent over, I reached under her left arm to grab one of her huge, firm breasts.

“Come over here, Mom, and bend over,” I commanded. “Put both of your hands on the bed and keep your feet flat on the floor. I want to see your tits hanging there.”

She quickly complied and turned her head to the side to watch me admire her two large, hanging bags.

“They’re so damn beautiful and perfect,” I said. “And it’s amazing how firm they are for such big tits.” I moved over and reached under her chest, lifting and squeezing her warm flesh while she moaned and slowly rocked at the excitement of being milked by my thumb and index finger. Pulling down harder and harder, she responded with gasps and coos. I then moved behind her, my meat falling down under her crack. Once in place, I began dry humping her slowly, my hands on her hips, rocking her back into my mine. My cock had stiffened unbelievably hard. I stopped and began rubbing the head of the aching meat all over her round, baby smooth ass.

“Please, don’t fuck me,” she begged, “let me suck you. I want you to shoot your cream in my mouth. I must taste it and swallow all of it again.” At that she turned and motioned me to lie back on the bed, which I did. She knelt down between my open legs, taking my throbbing dick in her hand and slowly began jacking me off. Soon, she began licking the length of my shaft and nibbling at the blood filled head. Using her teeth, she bit lightly and playfully at the smooth pink flesh of my dick before opening her mouth and giving me head. Her sucking and slurping seemed overly loud, even in my very excited state, but it even further heightened my arousal. She then raised herself a little higher and sucked in the entire length of my love pole, her lips coming to rest tightly against the mass of hair at the base of my dick.

Electricity fired through every sensual nerve of my body as she shook her head side to side before slowly raising her tight lips and sucking even harder as her head came up the full length of it before again plunging. This she repeated over and over. The feeling was unlike any I had ever experienced. I had to refrain from grabbing her head and taking control of the thrusts she was herself controlling. Within minutes, I exploded a huge load of juice into her mouth, which she wallowed around with her tongue before swallowing. I could feel more being expelled as she again pushed her head down the full length of my meat. Again, at the point her mouth met the base of my dick, she began shaking her head back and forth, the head of my pecker deep in her throat and being squeezed by its tightness. Finally she removed her mouth and began firmly jacking me off with fast, tight strokes of her hand. As each last creamy pool of cum exited she stopped just long enough to suck it away with her mouth before again continuing with the hand-job. After a minute of this, I’d been sucked completely dry. I was totally spent, more so than I had ever been. She continued running her tongue up and down my shaft and sucked at my balls for some minutes more before falling on the bed beside me.

“Did you like that as much as I did?” she asked, turning her head so she could look into my eyes.

“The best I ever had. How did you ever take the whole thing in your mouth?” I asked.

“I’ve always liked doing that. Never one that big, though. Anytime you want me to use my mouth just let me know. I love the taste of your cum.”

“Yeah. Believe me, I’ll be wanting more of that. Maybe you can show Natalie how you do that, too.”

“Oh, I think Natalie will have no problem doing that. It’s one of those like mother like daughter things.” At this she smiled and giggled.

Looking down, I could see her fingering at her hairless cunt. I slid off the bed and positioned myself between her legs. She opened them wide, as I began kissing and licking at her hairless slit and her inner thighs. Turning my attention back to her cunt, I used my fingers to open the pouty outer lips before moving my tongue in to lap at the beautiful exposed inner meat. Her engorged clit became the object of my next licking, sucking and rubbing. She began moaning and rocking her hips side to side causing me to more vigorously push my face into her quaking crotch. Orgasms racked her body as she squirmed around on the bed, reaching down and pulling my head harder into her slimy box. Finally she sat up and lifted me back onto the bed. She kissed me and snuggled into my chest, pulling me tightly into her and within minutes both of us were fast asleep.

Several hours later, I awakened and dashed off to the bathroom and soon came back to find she had moved up to find a pillow and straightened herself on the bed, lying on her side and again fast asleep. I lay down, in the dim light of my room, looked down at her large breasts protruding out, and marveled at their perfect shape. Not able to resist, I moved down to them and sucked gently at the nipples until I again drifted off to sleep. My last conscious thoughts were of the other men who would soon be sucking them, using her to satisfy their own urges, and the pleasure I’d feel giving them permission to use her and my sister to satisfy that sexual hunger, as if they were both nothing but cheap whores.

Early the next morning I awoke to find her still sleeping peacefully. She was laying on her other side with both hands up near the pillow at her head. I reached across her and began feeling one of her breasts. She must have only been lightly dozing, as she lifted her arm higher and rolled a little onto her back to allow me better access. For some minutes we lay like this, the only movement being my hand rubbing and squeezing at her firm breast meat. Finally she rolled my way and kissed me before getting up and heading off the bathroom herself. Soon she returned and, after lying down, pulled me on top of her. We kissed hungrily at each other before I raised and shifted myself to begin fucking her. Instead of going at each other with the fury of our last couplings, I humped her hot, steamy slit in slow, deep thrusts, seeking out the very depths of her love hole until we both climaxed and lay back on the bed exhausted.

“Do you like fucking your mother?” she asked, looking at me as a little girl would look up at a teacher or parent seeking approval or praise for doing something well.

“You must have forgot the sucking thing,” I said, smiling back at her. “I can’t wait to do you in the ass to see if it’s as good as your pussy and mouth.” We both giggled at that, and I moved a hand again to feel her breasts as I turned on my side to face her.

“Wherever you want to put it, I’ll comply,” she said. “Anytime you want me to be your bitch.” Her eyes flashed in carnal delight.

“I like that,” I replied. “And I must say, you’re going to be my main bitch. But I might want to pimp you out, though. I’d like to see other guys enjoy you as much as I do.”

“Whatever you want me to do,” she said. “Even if you want me to bend over for Max.”

I smiled at that and knew what she was getting at.

“You and Natalie are getting more and more excited thinking about Max, huh?” I asked.

“Before Natalie started talking about it, I never gave it a lot of thought - - - not for some years, anyway. But,” she hesitated, “I used to fantasize about it as a girl and your dad even joked about getting a big dog for me. I think he fantasized about watching me getting mounted by a big, ol’ filthy mutt, and I can remember him talking about what he would like to do to Natalie when she got older. I think he would really like to be here with us today. He’d probably be up in Natalie’s room right now fucking her like mad. He was always horny as hell.”
That surprised me. I had never considered him being like that. Like father like son, I thought.

“If you want, maybe Riley and I can talk with Sarah and find out if there is a good time we can go over and you and Natalie can watch Max in action before you make up your minds whether or not you want to do it,” I told her.

“I was hoping you would. But I worry about Riley’s dad. If he found out, he could use that as an opportunity to get to Natalie before you decide what you want to do about that,” she said.
“I’ve been giving that some thought, too,” I replied. “Natalie isn’t too apprehensive over Riley’s dad. I believe she’s been fantasizing about being his bitch for some time now. Maybe it’s because she wants to be dealt with like a little whore, and to experience being treated a little rough and used like a piece of meat. I can’t figure it; but there it is. Also, now that Tammy is with us and considering the fact that Riley’s dad wants in her pants, it might be the right time to do it. He would divide his time between the two of them and that might temper his meanness. One thing is for sure, he will finally get tired of them and he’ll be wanting to find another young girl to abuse before too long.”

“I think Tammy isn’t going to want to spend any time with him,” Mom interjected.

“I believe, between you, me and Natalie, we should be able to lean her that way, though. Tammy is in a desperate situation. She needs desperately to find a new home, and we have what she’s been looking for. Tammy will just have to pay whatever price we want if she plans to stay around. She might resist at first, but I think we can force her into doing our bidding,” I selfishly remarked.

I was absentmindedly still feeling my mother up, as we lie there whispering to each other.

“Do you realize what opportunity exists for you now?” My mom asked me.

“Yeah. I’ve got a myself a harem,” I said, laughing out.

“No,” she exclaimed. “But yes, you do. Seriously though, more than that, you’re in a position to dictate the terms to Riley’s dad and that Smitty guy they’d have to agree to. It’s clear they want more from you than you need from them. You can sit back and forget about them entirely, if you want, and I bet they’re going to realize that pretty soon, too, if they haven’t already. I bet he’s put two and two together and figures you’re holding most of the pieces he wants. Maybe it has nothing to do, anymore that is, with us joining them but setting the terms and conditions for them to join us.”

“I hadn’t considered that. When did you come up with that?” I asked.

“It just occurred to me, that’s all,” she replied.

“Yeah, I think you’re right. Why in the hell should we worry about having to do their bidding? We can just sit back and let them come us. And you’re right, Riley’s dad will not be able to stand the fact that the two young pieces of tail he wants so desperately are locked away over here at our house. His little head will overrule the big head and he’ll soon want to do a little negotiating. I bet that’s going to be a lot sooner than later, too,” I said, thinking aloud to myself more than needing to share my thoughts with my mother.

“Well, it might not be a whole lot sooner. After all, he has Jeannie, her mother along with Sarah and Ruthie to satisfy him and he might go out looking for another young girl to bring home,” Mother surmised.
“Yep, that’s true enough. Well, I guess we shall see. I think Jeannie, being a bit like her mother, will be over here as much as she can to play with Natalie and Tammy. Her mother really likes to play with other girls, according to Sarah, and we might even find her knocking at our front door one of these days. She has her sites set on you, too, after all,” I said, smiling at my mother.

“I might like that myself. I’ve seen her before and she is a very attractive woman. And you never know - - - Sarah and Ruthie might like to pay us a visit from time to time. One thing’s for sure; we have a much bigger house to play in than any of them have. Lots of room, that’s for sure. We could house all the girls over here if it ever came down to that,” I said.

“That would be something, huh? You’d really have a harem then, huh?” She laughed out.

“What’s that they say about having too much of a good thing?” I laughed back.

I raised myself and kissed her nipples before kissing her on the mouth. She grabbed my shoulders and held me as we sucked gently at each others lips. Slowly we got up, put on our clothes and went out into the kitchen where the early morning light was streaming into the room. All was quiet, and I noticed my mother turned her head as I did to listen for any sounds coming from upstairs.
“I’m going to start breakfast,” my mother said. “Can you go up and see if they’re up yet? Let them know we’ll be eating in about thirty minutes.”

“Okay,” I said and turned to walk towards the stairs.

As I approached Natalie’s door, I slowed to again see if I could hear any sound from her room. Not hearing anything, I slowly opened the door and peered into the room before opening it wide enough to enter.
Natalie and Tammy both were lying naked on top of the bed and were both sound asleep. I walked over and sat on the edge of the bed and reached down to Natalie’s shoulder to nudge her awake. After a couple of shakes, she opened her eyes and brought a hand up to rub at her eyes.

“Mother said to get up and come down to breakfast,” I told her.

She rolled over on her side and reached to shake Tammy awake. Tammy opened her eyes with a start and bolted upright in the bed. She, too, brought her hands to her face to rub some life into it.
“Mom’s getting breakfast ready, Tammy,” I told her. “Should be about thirty minutes or so.”

“Okay, thanks” Tammy said. She got up and walked off into Natalie’s bathroom without another word.

“Looks like you two had a good time last night, huh?” I asked Natalie with a sly, knowing smile on my face.

“Yeah,” she said. “You should have been here. We would have drained you dry.”

We both had a good laugh over that.

“Sorry, but I was tied up elsewhere,” I said.

“I can imagine. I bet you had a great time, too, huh?” She asked me, smiling up at me with a devious little smile, which she had used on me from time to time since she was a little girl.
“Yeah. A really great time. In fact, a number of great times,” I retorted.

“Ha! I bet.”

She slowly raised herself to a sitting position and, as she did. I helped myself to a handful of one of her youthful breasts. She moved her arm back behind her to allow me plenty of unobstructed access to both of her tits. She moaned quietly, her eyes closed, as I massaged both of the perfectly shaped mammary glands. I then pushed her back on the bed and half crossed her body, lying down over her, whereupon, we began kissing.

I raised myself a little and rubbed a hand down her cheek.

“Mother and I have been talking about Riley’s dad and what options I have,” I told her.

“Do what?” she asked. She look startled.

“It occurred to mother, first, that we might be in the best position not to join Riley’s family but wait around for them to come to us. That way, we dictate the terms of how things would work. If Riley’s dad gets carried away, well, we simply deny the bastard access to our group. In short, we don’t go to them; we wait until they come to us. You understand?” I asked her, then leaned down and kissed her neck.
“Yeah, that’s pretty good. I hadn’t thought about that,” she replied.

“Well, I hadn’t either. Like I said, mother figured that out. And I think she’s right. Are you still thinking about Riley’s dad? Are you still thinking about wanting to be his bitch?” I asked her, with a devilish grin of my own.

“Yeah, I still think about it, but I wasn’t so sure you or mom would understand that I still wanted to do it.”

“I kind of figured that,” I said, lowering my voice to a whisper. “But another thing occurred to us, too. Tammy’s here with us now. Riley’s dad wants her in a bad way, too. We think that makes the whole scenario with him different. That is, if we can get Tammy to give it up to him, too. She might resist doing it freely by herself, but you’re also in the equation.”

“At first, maybe. But only if she can be with me the first time and not be by herself, she might do it. She probably fantasizes about it, too. But, she could also freak-out. If Riley’s dad is alone with her in a room, well, he might just rape her, opening up old wounds. And after talking to Jeannie about him, well, I don’t think he’ll stop once he’s made his mind up he wants to use her,” Natalie told me.

“For good or bad, if you want to give yourself to Riley’s dad, what Tammy thinks is secondary to that and to what you want. The bottom line is we might use her as a buffer whether she wants to be used as one or not,” I told her. “Do you understand?”

“Yeah. I think so. And I think you and mom are right. Tammy will come around or she can leave. The fact is there’re plenty of girls out there like Tammy. Most would do what they were told to be able to stay around and loaf in a big house like this and, at the same time, not have a care in the world. I think she’ll do it. You might have to tell her she will have to, though. I think she will listen to whatever you want her to do. She’s quite taken with you, Big Brother.” Natalie followed that with a seductive, lustful smile.

I again lowered myself to her lips and savored their soft, moist touch. We were still lightly kissing when Tammy came back into the room.

“Sorry!” she squeaked out. “You want me to leave?”

“No. Come over here and take my place.” Natalie said. “He wants to talk with you. I’ve got to use the bathroom myself and Mom will have breakfast ready pretty soon. We better hurry up.”

Natalie walked off to the bathroom and Tammy moved to the bed to take her place. As she lay back, I brought by hand to her cheek and looked down into her beautiful eyes. She had a fresh, innocence to her, not unlike Natalie but, also, she looked younger than Natalie, although that was not the case. She had dressed in a light yellow tube top with matching yellow shorts.

“I want to ask you something,” I said, lowering my hand down to her arm and stroking it lightly.

“Okay,” she replied.

“Mother and I are considering, at some point in future, to give Natalie to Riley’s dad to keep him from going crazy and possibly ruining everything. However, to make things easier and probably better for her, we are going to ask you to also give yourself to him. With both of you available at the same time, we think he will be less likely to hurt either of you. Do you understand what I’m saying to you?” I asked her.

“Yes. But I don’t think that will change him. He’s always going to act the same way. It doesn’t matter whether he has one or twenty girls. It might be a mistake to think you can. I’m afraid of him. I don’t want to do it,” she replied.

“And if I ask you to do it for me?” I asked.

“If you tell me to, I will,” she said flatly.

“Well, enough for now. We can talk about this later. If you have any questions, you can talk to Natalie and my mom, too. I really want you to stay with us, Tammy. I hope you don’t think this changes things between me and you.”

“It’s okay,” she said. “I figured Natalie might do it anyway. She talked some to me about it last night. I could plainly see she was excited about the possibility of giving herself to him.”
“Okay,” I replied. “Just think about it. Now we better get downstairs. Mom will be wanting to know what has become of us.”

I bent over and kissed Tammy and shifted my hand from her arm to her left tit and gave it a squeeze before standing and offering her a hand to raise off the bed. She smiled and winked at me as she stood. I then dropped my left hand down to the right cheek of her ass and gave it a good long squeeze, as I kissed her once again. She leaned into me before we both turned and walked out the door.