Date: Fri, 16 Aug 2002 23:30:39 -0700
From: PaulP Cummings <ppcummings@hotmail.com>
Subject: On Golden Lake Part Two

On Golden Lake Part 2
(Inc, urine, anal, MF, Ff, Mm, MFm)

By ppcummings (ppcummings@hotmail.com)


This is a work of erotic fiction, and is not intended for viewing by anyone
under the age of 18. All characters and events portrayed in this story are
fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons or events is coincidental.

Comments and helpful criticism are welcome, and may be emailed to
ppcummings@hotmail.com.


******


Meg eased slowly into the waking world, disoriented and unsure where she
was.  She was lying on her side on a soft bed, and although she had no
covers on, she felt warm and cozy - she could sense sunlight bathing her
naked body.  But where was she?  This wasn't her own bed, she was sure of
that.  Slowly, she opened her eyes, squinting in the bright sunlight.  Her
big, brown eyes blinked, and came into focus. She saw a nightstand next to
the bed, and wood paneled walls.  Then, she remembered.

She was in Blake's bed.  And the night before Blake and...Oh my
God...Justin...had taken her.  Had FUCKED her.  BOTH of them had fucked her.
  Oh God, what had she done?   She had fucked her own son.  And she had
ENJOYED it.  LOVED it, as a matter of fact.  She had been like a wild animal
in heat.

Had it been some weird, twisted dream?  No, the memories were coming back
with vivid clarity, one after another.  It was no dream.  She and Blake had
been drinking wine...chardonnay, she recalled vaguely.  And then she and
Blake were in bed.  God, she had peed in front of him!  And then somehow,
Justin had appeared.  He...he had licked her pussy, and fucked her.  Blake
had fucked her virgin ass.  And she had eaten it all up like a whore.  But
now she felt dirty, and ashamed.  And guilty.  What had she done?  What had
she been THINKING?  She groaned in despair, and then she felt the mattress
shift behind her.

"Good morning.  How did you sleep?"  Meg recognized the deep, masculine
voice of Blake, and felt his warm body pressing against her naked back.  She
lay frozen, emotionally torn between the shame of the dirty, nasty memories
from the evening before and the sensual feel of Blake's firm, muscular chest
pressed against her bare skin.  His strong but smooth hand gently caressed
the swell of her hips, making every nerve ending in her body tingle, and she
felt him snuggle up even closer against her.

"I...I slept okay," she replied softly.  "Um, Blake...where's Justin?  Is he
okay?"

Her voice had a frightened, urgent quality.  She was a concerned, protective
mother.  Blake's soothing hand traveled over her hips, then along the
narrowness of her waist, along her ribcage toward her lolling breasts.  "Of
course he's okay.  He's in the shower."  And sure enough, Meg could hear the
running water in the next room.  She could hear Justin singing a nonsensical
ditty, his voice echoing off-key off of the shower walls.

She sighed with relief, then spoke haltingly.  "Blake...what we did last
night was...was wrong.  This is just awful.  I'm worried about what Justin
might think."  And she felt the sting of tears come to her eyes - tears of
anger and embarrassment and confusion.

Blake's roaming hand paused momentarily on her firm breast, and then he
began insistently caressing it again as he whispered soothingly into her
ear.  "Hush Meg...Justin is fine.  What happened last night was
natural...what happened...well, it just happened.  Don't do this to
yourself."

Meg shook her head in despair, and buried her face in the mattress.  "I
don't know," she moaned forlornly.  "It's not right - I'm an awful mother."
The tears stung her eyes, and began to stream down her cheeks.

"Stop tormenting yourself," he scolded.  "You're NOT an awful mother.
You'll see - Justin is fine."   He fondled Meg's firm breasts, and with his
palm he stimulated the nipples until they were hard and erect.  She felt his
hard cock pressed between her buttocks, probing against her anus, then
lower, against her already-tingling pussy.  She knew from long experience
that she was getting very, very wet.  Seemingly powerless to stop herself,
she sighed and pressed back against him.

Meg was confused and angered by her body's response.  Her mind was wracked
by guilt, but there was no denying the eroticism of what had happened last
night, and Blake's stimulation was helping her relive the physically
powerful sensations.  Not even her wildest thoughts and dreams and fantasies
had elevated her sexuality to such an extent.  Everything about last night
had brought her body to unknown heights...her son licking her aching
pussy...and...and FUCKING her.  Blake's hand guiding Justin's cock into her
pussy, and licking his sperm out after Justin came.  That had been
incredibly erotic, but it was...odd somehow.

She cleared her throat.  "Blake?"

"Yes?"  His fingers gently pinched her pink, erect nipple.  His muscular
body was glued to hers, and she again felt his erect, probing cock pressing
against her ass, her groin.  She closed her eyes and purred softly,
undulating her hips.  She couldn't help it - her pussy was beginning to
throb against his touch.  A pleasant warm tingle was enveloping her.

"Last night you...touched Justin.  And after he...after he...fucked me...".
It felt so STRANGE to say that.  But it had happened.  She had to face the
facts.  She brushed the tears from her eyes.

Blake froze momentarily.  He had a feeling he knew what was coming.  But he
continued to fondle her erect nipple, trying to hide his nervousness.  "Yes
I did Meg.  And?" he asked in as casual a voice as he could muster.

"Was that the first time you had ever touched him?"

Blake knew this question would have to come sooner or later.  He considered
being completely truthful, but thought that would be the wrong approach
given Meg's state of mind.  He settled instead on a partial truth, a
response that he had trained Justin on the night before, after Meg had
fallen asleep in exhaustion.  Hopefully it would work, but if he screwed
this up, there would be hell to pay.  He measured his words carefully, but
didn't stop stimulating her tits.  Maybe if he could distract her...

"Well," he paused for effect.  "It's kind of embarrassing Meg."

Meg tilted her head to look at him.  "Embarrassing?"

Blake ran his hand over her flat tummy.  "Yeah, kinda.  I was...I was
jacking off in the living room the other day, and Justin barged in on me."

Meg was listening intently, her eyes searching out his.  Blake's warm hand
crawled along her stomach, then caressed the smooth sensitive skin along the
edge of her pubic hair.  "I was mortified," he continued.  "I pulled my
shorts up as fast as I could, but Justin was looking at me.  And he
seemed...I dunno, curious I guess.  It was strange Meg.  I didn't know what
to do, but he wanted to see what I was doing.  I...I ended up letting him
touch me.  We touched each other."  Meg looked away, contemplating in
silence what Blake was telling her.

Blake forged ahead.  So far so good.   "I know it must seem strange Meg.  I
don't know what to say."  His fingers were brushing through her pussy hair,
and so far, she was doing nothing to resist.

After what seemed an eternity to Blake, but was really no more than a minute
at the most, Meg spoke softly.  "I...I guess I'm not sure how to take that
Blake...it's just not right."

Blake knew exactly what she was referring to, but he redirected the
accusation innocently.  By "not right", Meg was referring to Justin's youth,
not his sex, but he pretended he understood otherwise.  "I guess you're
surprised that I'm bi, aren't you?"

"Well...yes...but that's not really what I mean Blake.  Justin is so young.
He's only 13 for God's sakes.  It's not right."  But Meg was tormented by
what she had just said.  No, it WASN'T right.  On the other hand, she wasn't
much better, letting her son fuck her like some sleazy slut.  And she had
ENJOYED it!  Just like the enjoyment she felt over what Blake was doing to
her now.  His strong but nimble fingers were dancing along her upper thighs,
caressing the silky sensitive skin.  Despite her best efforts, she was
getting horny.  Damn Blake!  She should be angry with him for what he had
done, but she just couldn't.  She had begun falling for him these last few
days, and despite the fact she should be furious at him, she simply was
incapable of that emotion right now.  She should just get up and leave, but
she couldn't pull herself away.

Blake let Meg sort out her thoughts in silence, but he was far from
inactive.  He danced his fingers from her thigh up and over the swell of her
hips, and slowly, seductively caressed her smooth ass cheeks.  He loved the
feel of her bare ass!  At once firm, but pliable.  She seemed to like the
touch as well - she sighed softly in response.  Down the hall, he heard
Justin turn off the shower, but he continued.  His fingertips drifted along
the crack of her sexy ass, then he ran the tip of his index finger over her
asshole toward her pussy lips.  He was delighted to find that they were
swollen and slippery with her juices.  He fingered her hot cunt, rubbing the
silky wetness.

"Oh yes," sighed Meg breathily.  She arched her back, thrusting her ass
against his probing fingers, seeking out the stimulation they provided.

"Mmmm," Blake sighed.  He removed his hand from her wet cunt lips, grabbed
his cock, and guided it against her pussy.  He slid the swollen cockhead up
and down, rubbing it against her and coating it with the wetness of her
juices.  He chuckled softly. "Someone's getting horny."

Meg groaned, and pressed back against him insistently.  She knew where this
was heading...she was going to get fucked by this handsome man again, and
she wanted it...NEEDED it...desperately.

Blake's prick was as hard as steel in his hand.  The anticipation of fucking
Meg again was overwhelming to him, and he knew that Justin would soon come
out of the shower.  Once again, he was going to fuck this slut in front of
her horny young son.  He probed her wet cunt with his cock, and rubbed it in
circles against her swollen clit.  She inhaled sharply in response, and he
smiled - he knew she was ready to receive him inside her.  He aimed his cock
lower, wedging it against her swollen pussy lips, and thrust his hips
against her.

"Oh God Blake!" she cried out softly.  "Yesss."  She groaned with ecstasy at
the sensation of his wonderful manhood snaking deeply into her, inch by
inch, until it was buried as deeply as it would go.  He paused, and she
humped back against him, feeling his wiry pubic hair pressed against her
buttcheeks, tickling them.  She felt his hand reach around her, sliding
across her pubic hair.  His fingers brushed against her clitoris, and it was
as if a bolt of electricity shot through her.  "Oh Blake!" she cried softly.
  "Fuck me!"

She groaned huskily as her lover began to thrust back and forth, his stiff
cock sliding in and out in long, smooth strokes.  All the while, his
talented fingers rubbed her swollen clitoris in tight little circles.  She
clutched the cool sheet next to her in her clenched fist, and gave herself
completely to her lover.  She was surprised, in a way, at how she was
responding.  She had orgasmed time and again last night at the hands of her
two lovers, yet here she was again, horny and aching with desire, and
needing to cum.

Blake's hand stimulated her expertly...her pussy was on fire, pulsating and
quivering in her lust.  He began to fuck her faster and faster...his cock
sliding noisily and wetly between her tight, clinging pussy lips.  His
pelvis slapped against her ass, drilling into her harder and harder.  And at
the same time, his nimble fingers frigged her clitoris.  She closed her
eyes, concentrating on the delightful sensations in her pussy.  She felt
every inch of the man's steely cock sliding in and out of her welcoming
vagina.  His fingers rubbed her sensitive clitoris in rapid, circular
motions, bringing her closer and closer....

"Oh Blake...fuck me harder..." she pleaded in a husky, out-of-breath voice.
She bucked her hips violently, impaling herself on his prick.  It was
difficult, lying on her side like this, but she thrust her ass against him
as best she could.  And all the while, his cock slid in and out, making
liquid slapping sounds.   "Yes...yes...YES...YES," she groaned.  "OH GOD
YES!  FUCK ME...FUCK ME...".  Blake's fingers were a rapid blur on her
clitoris.  She was so close...she desired Blake with all her will.
"Oh...oh...oh...uh huh...uh...uh...YES...Oh God you're gonna make me cum."
And suddenly, the delightful sensations reached a peak, and with a long
animalistic moan, she was cumming hard.  "OH MY GOD YES!  OH GOD FUCK ME!
FUCK ME!" she begged.  Her body was wracked with violent spasms...she was
vaguely aware of Blake moaning harshly in her ear, and she knew that the two
of them were cumming together, as one, lost in each other's passion.  The
two lovers writhed their sweaty bodies together, each using the other to get
themselves off.  They groaned loudly in unison, as Blake pistoned his
erection in and out of her wet, clinging pussy.

Gradually, her orgasm subsided, and Meg lay gasping, sweat dripping off her
brow.  Blake's wonderful penis was softening inside her, no longer filling
her.  She opened her eyes slowly, blinking her long lashes in the sunlight
that poured through the bedroom window.  A hazy blur slowly came into
focus...it was Justin, standing in the bedroom doorway.  He was nude,
holding a bath towel in his hand, watching her and Blake intently.  Her eyes
flickered down his body, and she saw that her son's penis was standing
erect, pointing at her.

Oh God.  He had been watching them.  Suddenly the single-mindedness of her
orgasm was forgotten, and she was a responsible mother again.  She moaned
softly, this time in despair.  Her confusion was enormous, her mind
conflicted.  She had to get away!

"Justin..." she began.  She paused uncertainly.  "We...we need to go now.
Put your clothes on okay sweetie?"  She drew away from Blake and sat up on
the edge of the bed.  She placed her arm across her breasts protectively, in
a futile effort to hide her nakedness from Justin.  "Blake, Justin and I
need to go."  Her eyes darted around the room, searching for her clothes.
Her blue dress lay in a crumpled heap on the floor near the foot of the bed
where if had fallen the night before, and she quickly strode over to
retrieve it.  She couldn't find her panties, but it didn't matter.  She
stepped into the dress and began pulling it up, aware as she did so that
Blake's freshly-deposited sperm was seeping out of her pussy, dribbling down
the inside of her thighs.

"Meg, are you okay?" Blake asked.  She glanced darkly at him as she pulled
the dress up, over her hips.  He was lying there on the bed, his penis now
shriveled.  She looked away quickly, back toward Justin.  He was still
standing there in the doorway, his penis erect.  For some inexplicable
reason, this made Meg angry.  "Justin, get your clothes on!" she shouted at
him wildly.  The boy, startled, began to gather his things.  Meg was
immediately sorry for the outburst, but she couldn't help it.  Her emotions
were raw and tormented.  Tears came to her eyes.

"Meg, don't be angry," pleaded Blake.

"I'm...I'm sorry Blake.  I have to go."  Her voice was choked with emotion,
her chest heaving with sobs.

She buttoned the dress with trembling fingers as Justin hastily put his
clothes on.  Without so much as a backward glance at Blake, she put her hand
on her son's shoulder and prodded him out the door.  The two of them left
the house, and they walked in awkward silence down the lane to their cabin.
All the while, Meg felt Blake's semen bubbling out of her, trickling down
her legs.  The feeling tormented her, reminding her of what she had just
done.

When they arrived, Meg slipped into her bedroom, retrieved her bathing suit
from the dresser, and hastily put it on.  She walked into the kitchen, where
Justin was standing uncertainly.  She gave him what she hoped was a
reassuring kiss.  "Fix yourself some breakfast okay sweetie?  I'm going to
go for a swim."  She had to get away to sort out her thoughts - away from
Blake, away from even Justin.  She should stay with him, and comfort him.
But she couldn't, not now at least. She strode purposefully down to the
beach, waded into the warm water up to her hips, and dove in.

The water felt refreshing and cleansing on both her body and her soul.  She
dogpaddled for a while, stretching her muscles, and then flipped over,
backstroking across the bay.  She watched the puffy white clouds moving
lazily across the sky as she swam.  Her mind was slowly clearing.  God, what
a trying few days these had been!  What was she to do?

For one thing, she thought to herself, she needed to quit being angry with
Justin for things that weren't in his control.  Why had she yelled at him at
Blake's house?  It wasn't HIS fault that he was aroused by what she and
Blake were doing.  And what about Blake?  This wasn't exactly his fault
either.  Or was it?  She just couldn't sort it out.  She turned back toward
shore, and picked up the pace of her swim until her lean muscles were tired
and sore.  She reached the beach in front of the cabin and staggered onto
the warm sand.  She bent over to pick up her towel and walked, exhausted, up
the beach stairs to the cabin.

Justin was finishing a bowl of cheerios as Meg walked into the kitchen.  He
dropped his spoon in the bowl and looked up, shyly and uncertainly, as she
approached him.  He looked timid, scared even, and his expression broke
Meg's heart.  A loving glow came over her, and she bent down and hugged her
son with a long, warm embrace.  "I'm sorry I yelled at you sweetie.  I
shouldn't have."

Justin hugged her back, tightly.  "It's okay Mom."

"Justin," said Meg haltingly.  "What we've done is...is...".  She didn't
know how to finish.  "What I mean to say is...".  Good grief, she had no
idea how to deal with this.  Maybe later she would be able to express
herself.  Unable to comfort him with words, she ran her fingers through his
tousled hair reassuringly, then pulled up a chair and sat next to him.  They
looked at each other in silence for a moment until they both smiled to break
the nervous tension.  "I guess neither of us knows what to say," she said at
last.

"It's okay, Mom.  Maybe later."

She shook her head and sighed loudly.  He was dealing with this better than
she was.  "You're growing up so fast," she said finally.

Justin grinned, but didn't reply.  Suddenly the emotions welled up inside
her. "I love you Justin," and she leaned toward him and kissed him on the
cheek.

"I love you too Mom."

*****

Meg and Justin spent the rest of the day absorbed in mundane household tasks
- vacuuming, dusting, washing dishes.  Despite the summer heat, Meg put on a
pair of baggy jeans and a tee shirt, and over that a bulky sweatshirt.  She
did her best to act like a mother, and tried with all her might to pretend
that what happened the night before didn't really happen.  But that was
impossible, she found.  What happened was reality.  And that reality was
overwhelming to her.  Justin, on the other hand, seemed to be dealing with
it better than her.  He acted just like he always did, happy and cheerful.

She prepared his favorite dinner for him, spaghetti, and the two of them ate
on the front porch as the sun descended behind the tall trees on the far
shore of Golden Lake. They made small talk for a while, but always Meg's
thoughts took a darker turn, and she fell silent.  She absently twisted a
lock of brown hair in her fingers, watching the sky turn a vivid red.  She
thought briefly about calling Blake, but discarded the idea.  What would she
say to him?  He had probably lost all respect for her, which maybe wasn't a
bad thing.  She felt the same about him.  Or did she?  She angrily wiped a
tear from her cheek.

They brought their dinner plates into the kitchen, and mother and son did
the dishes together, Meg washing and Justin drying.  She was keenly aware of
their close proximity, and the two of them couldn't seem to avoid brushing
against one another on occasion.  It was discrete and meaningless (or so Meg
hoped), but each time it happened, she was disturbed by the fact that it
brought a vivid memory of the intimacy the two had shared the night before.
And those thoughts were so profoundly emotional...and erotic.  An unbidden
image of Justin laying between her splayed legs, licking her pussy, swept
into her consciousness.  'Stop it!' she scolded herself bitterly.

With the warmth of the cabin, combined with the hot, sudsy dishwater, Meg
was sweating profusely.  Her bulky clothing was oppressive, and she finally
relented and pulled the sweatshirt over her head.  She glanced furtively
down at her breasts, pressing against the damp fabric of her tee shirt.  'I
really should put on a bra,' she thought to herself.  Her nipples were
protruding a bit, and the aureoles were casting a faint shadow through the
thin cloth.

She stole a look at Justin.  He too, was looking at her breasts.  Yes, she
definitely should go and find a bra, but she was inexplicably frozen in
place.  Justin was gawking at her chest, and a tingle coursed through her
body.  She felt her nipples harden.  Oh God, she was horny!  What was
happening to her?

Meg cleared her throat.  "Hot in here," she said awkwardly.  They continued
to do the dishes together in silence, Meg now very much aware of Justin's
secretive glances.  Sweat was dripping from her brow, and the tee shirt was
getting stickier - it was now glued to her.  Her nipples were sensitive and
erect, protruding very visibly.  Finally, Meg could stand it no longer.  She
escaped to her bedroom and hastily put on a bra.

The dishes now washed and dried, they retired to the living room and watched
television.  It was a sci-fi movie, certainly not Meg's favorite, but Justin
insisted.  They curled up on opposite ends of the sofa, Meg reading a
woman's magazine and Justin watching the movie.  But it was a bad movie, and
Justin seemed bored and disinterested.  Soon, Meg noticed that he was
beginning to nod off.  He really hadn't slept much the night before, and she
watched lovingly as his head drooped, lower and lower.  Soon, he was
breathing deeply, sound asleep.  She reached over and tapped him gently on
the shoulder.  "Time for bed honey," she whispered.

His eyelids flickered.  "Okay Mom," he said sleepily.  "Good night."  He
clambered off the couch and Meg watched as he staggered off to his bedroom.

She continued to read for a while, but soon she too began to get tired.  But
her mind was a whirlwind of emotions.  She found herself thinking about
Blake.  She pictured his face, his body, his laugh...

The words in the magazine were blurring together in a meaningless jumble.
She sighed deeply.  What a day this had been!  She tossed the magazine
carelessly on the sofa next to her and yawned.  She wasn't sure what the
next day would bring, but she was too tired to think about it.  She went to
her bedroom, stripped her clothes off, put on a robe, and strode down the
hall to wash up in the bathroom.  But as she passed Justin's bedroom door,
she heard a faint sound from within.  She paused and held her breath.  There
it was again - a groan.  Was Justin having a nightmare?  She heard it yet
again, louder this time.  Concerned, she pressed the door open a crack and
listened intently.

She didn't hear another groan, but there was a different sound emanating
from the darkness of the bedroom within.  A rhythmic squeaking sound...and
then she realized what she was hearing - the metallic creaking of the
bedsprings.  Oh God...Justin was masturbating, and here she had nearly
barged in on him in her impetuousness, just as she had done a few days
before.  When would she ever learn?

But despite the fact that her brain was screaming at her to close the door
and leave, her curiosity was overwhelming, and she took a nervous breath and
pushed the door open a bit further, peering into the darkness.  The light
from the hallway behind her streamed into the bedroom, and a narrow sliver
of light fell onto his bed.  She saw one of Justin's bare legs, shaking and
vibrating, as the bedsprings squeaked beneath him.

Suddenly, the noise stopped, and Justin was still.  "Mom?"  His nervous
voice called out from the darkness, and Meg saw a flurry of activity - he
was hastily pulling a sheet over him.

"Yes...yes, it's me honey," she replied.  Her voice quavered with a mixture
of guilt and embarrassment.  She should turn around and leave, but her legs
suddenly felt rubbery.  She seemed rooted to the spot.  What was she doing?
She felt utterly incapable of thinking rationally.  Moving slowly and
unsteadily, almost as if in a trance, she pushed the door completely open
and entered the room.  The bed was bathed with light from the hallway, and
she watched as Justin finished pulling the sheet over him.  The expression
on his dimly lit face was a mixture of ... what?  Guilt, curiosity, even
arousal?  And then her eyes were drawn to a bulge beneath the thin cotton
sheet, in the area of his groin.

"Umm, hi Mom."  His voice trembled a bit, and his face was flushed.  There
was no doubt in Meg's mind - he had DEFINITELY been playing with himself,
and he was doing a poor job hiding it.  Meg was still ashamed over what she
was doing; yet her son's own embarrassment eased her nervousness.  A small
smile played over her lips, and she relaxed a little.  She walked up to the
bed and sat down on the soft mattress next to him.  She curled her long legs
beneath her, and watched as her son's eyes played up and down them
appreciatively.  Oh God - what was she DOING?  It was almost as if she were
teasing him!

"Watcha up to kiddo?" she asked nervously.

Justin cleared his throat.  "Um, nothin'.  Just reading."

Meg smiled down at her son.  She felt more courageous.  "Um, in the dark?"
She touched her son's arm tenderly. "Honey, you can be honest with me...it's
okay.  Were you...were you playing with yourself?"

Justin gulped, and nodded shyly.

Her hand caressed his forearm soothingly.  "Were you thinking about last
night?"  She couldn't believe she was being so bold as to bring up what had
happened the night before, but her mind was working in dangerous,
uncontrollable ways.

Justin nodded, and Meg took a deep breath.  It was time to get this out in
the open.  "I guess we haven't talked about what happened Justin.  I know it
must have seemed... strange to you, and it did to me too."  She looked away
from his eyes, and her gaze was drawn once again toward the telltale bulge
in his groin.  It certainly wasn't subsiding.  If anything, it appeared to
be even larger.

"Mom?"  His voice was shaking.

She forced herself to look him in the eyes.  "What is it sweetie?"

"Did...did you LIKE what we did?"  His voice was barely audible.

In the deep recesses of her mind, Meg's rational self knew that this was a
good opportunity to end this before it went too far.  She should tell Justin
that what they did was wrong, and they should never discuss it again.  She
should be absolutely clear on that point.  They must NEVER repeat what had
happened.  But she wasn't feeling particularly rational.  Her resolve
wavered as she looked down at her son.  A deep feeling of love swept over
her.  They looked intently into one another's eyes for a moment.  But then
Meg noticed his eyes flicker, and his gaze was drawn toward her exposed,
bare legs, curled on the mattress next to him.  She sat there in silence,
caressing his arm, his bare shoulder, allowing him to look at her as she did
so.

"Yes," she whispered.  "I did.  I enjoyed it very much."

She couldn't believe she had said it!  It was WRONG!  But Justin grinned
happily, and suddenly it seemed to Meg that maybe it WASN'T so bad to admit
it, to accept what had happened.  Accepting it didn't have to mean that it
would happen again.  Did it?  Her mind was as if in a fog.  She was utterly
confused by her conflicting emotions.

"You're.... not mad at me?" he asked meekly.

A wave of powerful maternal emotion washed over Meg, and she felt her eyes
beginning to water.  She smiled down at him lovingly.  "Of course I'm not
mad at you sweetie.  You didn't do anything wrong."  She ran her fingers
tenderly along his brow, stroking his hair.

"'Kay."  Justin licked his lips nervously.  His eyes darted away.  "I...I
liked it too Mom."

Meg could only nod - she didn't know how to respond.  But before she knew
it, she found herself upping the ante. "Um...What did you like most?"  Why
was she DOING this?  Why had she asked that?  It didn't MATTER what he had
liked - it wasn't as if they were going to do it again!  But she couldn't
resist, whether it was because of lust or curiosity or something else.  She
charged on.  "Or is it too hard to decide?"

Justin smiled.  The ice was breaking a bit.  "I liked all of it Mom...but I
think...".  He stopped and giggled.

"What?"

He looked up toward the ceiling thoughtfully.  Then he screwed up his
courage.  "I guess if I had to pick something, then I'd say I really liked
watching you pee."  He said it quickly, almost blurting it out, and his
cheeks reddened with embarrassment.

"Hmmm."  Meg was a bit surprised by that.  On the other hand, there HAD been
something erotic about the nasty act. "Really?" she asked.

"Yup.  I really liked it...and I'd like to see it again.  It was like some
stuff that Blake showed me on his computer...".  He paused, suddenly
uncertain.

"Hmm.  On Blake's computer?  What kind of stuff?"

Her son chewed his lip thoughtfully.  Meg's fingers were back on his bare
arm, stroking and caressing it idly.  She realized that something about this
conversation was having an unwelcome and unintended effect.  She was alarmed
to realize this was arousing her.  There was a familiar tingling in her
groin.  This was not good, not good at all.  But it wasn't too late to end
this and leave.  All she had to do was stand up and say good night and close
the door behind her...

But Justin interrupted the half-formed thought.  "I don't think I'm supposed
to say Mom."

"It's okay sweetie.  You can tell me anything."  God, it was more than a
tingle in her pussy - she was downright horny!  She needed to relieve the
itch, but not here, not with her son!  She couldn't do that, not again.  But
she felt almost powerless to resist the evil temptation.  An unsolicited
image of Justin's pink tongue darting against her clit intruded into her
mind.  The image was so strong - did she actually WANT that to happen again?
  Maybe she didn't care if it was right or wrong.  She just needed it!  And
then she knew.  It WOULD happen again.  YES!  She wanted it to happen!  The
thought of what she knew was going to happen here in this bed made her
insanely horny...she shifted on the mattress, still sitting, but now facing
her son.

She repeated herself.  "You don't have to be afraid of telling me."  She
caressed his upper arm softly and tenderly as he laid there, then moved to
his shoulder, massaging it lightly.  Without thinking about the
consequences, she shifted her long tanned legs, spreading them slightly, and
she knew that Justin would be able to see between them.  She also was very
much aware that she wasn't wearing panties underneath the terrycloth robe,
and Justin would be able to see her bare wet pussy.  There was no going
back.  She NEEDED it to happen.  And as if on cue, she saw her son's gaze
drop down, and his eyes widened.  A thrill coursed through Meg's body, and
she shivered with excitement.

Justin licked his lips.  It was an almost obscene gesture.  "Well...he has
some...some movie clips on his computer that he showed me.  There was one
with a woman peeing on a man."

Meg's eyes widened.  She had vaguely heard of such acts, golden showers they
were called if she remembered right.  She wasn't sure if she understood the
sexual attraction in that.  On the other hand, there was no denying that it
HAD been intriguing peeing in front of Blake the night before.  There was
something so...so NASTY about it.

"Hmmm," she said.  "Sounds kind of interesting, I guess."  And then a nasty
kinky thought entered her mind.  Dare she say it?  Her inhibitions were
rapidly disappearing.  She giggled in nervous embarrassment.  "I suppose you
want to see that again sometime?"

Justin looked surprised.  "Oh wow, could I?  I mean ...maybe I could?"

"Well, we'll see kiddo...maybe."  Oh God, she was so unbelievably horny,
talking like this.  Her mind was reeling with shock and excitement.  This
was so...so NAUGHTY.  And Justin was very openly staring between her legs.
Leering at her.  This was the moment of truth - what she did at this point
would establish firmly the very nature of her relationship with her son.
And really, would it be so wrong?

With newfound determination and acceptance, she sat back and spread her legs
a bit more, excited by the fact that Justin was ogling her.  She glanced
down at the bulge between his legs.  The sheet was visibly tenting in
response to his erection, hidden beneath.  She caressed his naked hairless
chest, rubbing the small pink nipples, and then she allowed her hand to
drift lower, toward the very edge of the sheet.  Justin was licking his
lips, watching her hand.   She began to push the sheet slowly down his body,
exposing his flat, tanned tummy.  She saw the goose bumps forming there.
Inch by inch, his glowing skin was exposed to her...his belly button was now
in view.  Not too much farther now.  She glanced up at him, and their eyes
met briefly.  Lower and lower went the sheet, until only an inch or so
remained until the bulge hidden beneath was exposed to her.  Her son's
erection.  An erection that was meant for her.

Meg swallowed hard, her body visibly shaking with nervousness, if not
virtual terror.  'Oh God Oh God Oh God,' she intoned to herself.  'What am I
DOING?'  But there was no stopping it - she was out of control, crazed with
lust.  It was now or never.  Like taking a plunge into cold water, she
tugged on the sheet, pulling it up and over Justin's penis in one quick
motion.

And finally, there it was!  This was the moment of truth.  For the first
time, she had a close look at her son's erection.  It was...different then a
man's, yet not too different at all really.  It wasn't quite as big, either
in length or girth, as compared to the few adult lovers she had had.   Only
a few hairs at the base...the balls in a tight little sack.  But the biggest
difference was in how erect it was.  The cock was pointing almost straight
up from his body, visibly twitching.  This wasn't the partial semi-hard
erection that many men waved around proudly (her ex-husband came to mind) -
this was the real thing.  She wanted to see it up close!  Without thinking,
unable to resist, she brought her face lower and lower...nearer and nearer.
She knew she shouldn't, but she was absolutely powerless to resist.  Her
boy's cock was only inches away, and she could smell it.  It was musky and
erotic.  What did it taste like?  Oh God oh god oh god...she lowered her
face further, and before she really realized what she was doing, she had
flicked the tip of her pink tongue against it.  The swollen cock jerked
reflexively in response, and she heard a soft gasp from Justin.

A powerful, erotic thrill ran through her entire body.  God, she felt so
ALIVE at this moment, insane with lust.  She smiled nervously and looked up
at her son out of the corner of her eye.  "Do you like that honey?"

Justin nodded vigorously, his eyes closed.  Meg scrambled between his spread
legs.  She felt like a cheap slut, but she didn't care.  She took the cock
between her trembling fingertips, and licked the length of the underside of
the shaft, from the smooth hairless balls to the very tip of the swollen
head.

"Uh...yeah," grunted Justin.

It was all the encouragement Meg needed.  She began to tongue and suck her
son lustily, lapping away at his erection with long licks of her pink, wet
tongue.  His cock jerked and trembled, and his hips jerked spasmodically on
the bed.  She alternated her loving attention between his balls and the
smooth shaft, until they both glistened with her saliva.  Justin moaned with
pleasure.  "Oh Mom, that feels so good," he whispered hoarsely.

"I'm glad it does honey.  Your cock tastes sooo good."  She couldn't believe
what she was hearing herself saying - she was talking like a whore.  But it
didn't matter.  She was simply expressing exactly what she was feeling.  She
lifted her face and took the head of the throbbing cock between her soft
lips.  She sucked fiercely, her cheeks hollow, and Justin gasped with
pleasure.  She took more of his erection in her willing mouth, then began
pumping up and down, gripping him tightly between her lips, her mouth
sliding easily on the well-lubricated cock.  Her fingers ran lightly and
delicately over his balls as she fellated him.

Meg's oral ministration was having a powerful effect on Justin.  "OH YES,"
he cried out, and he began to buck his hips up and down, driving his cock
deeper into his slutty mother's mouth.  He ran the fingers of one hand
through her hair, caressing it lovingly as she worshiped his hard dick.

Meg loved every moment - the taste, the smell, and the tactile sense of the
smooth, hard cock against her tongue.  But she especially loved the sound of
Justin's moans of pleasure.  It gratified her immensely that she could have
this effect on him.  But he was beginning to thrust into her too quickly -
she was afraid he would cum.  It was too soon for that - she had so much
more in mind.

She released Justin's shiny, dripping wet cock from her mouth and knelt
upright on the bed between his legs.  She and Justin looked into each
other's eyes with silent understanding as she nervously untied her robe,
letting it fall off her bare shoulders.  Her nude form was exposed to her
son for the second time in as many days, and she watched proudly as his
lust-filled eyes roamed hungrily over her body.  She felt seductive and sexy
and desirable, and she crawled up to meet him, straddling his nude form on
hands and knees.  She knew his cock was only inches from her pussy.  She
lowered her body and allowed her lolling breasts to hang in front of his
face, tempting him.

He needed no further coaxing.  He instinctively took a nipple between his
lips and began to suck at it hungrily, almost like a nursing baby.  Meg
closed her eyes and focused on the wonderful sensation of her son's mouth
pleasuring her.  Thirteen years before, she had nourished him with this very
breast.  Now, she was nourishing him in a different way - sexually.  She
heard his satisfied moans as he sucked, and this made her even hornier - the
thought that her son could get such pleasure from something so basic.  Her
body was on fire.

Almost by accident, Justin's cocked brushed against her pussy, and she
nearly jumped out of her skin at the sensation.  Having intercourse with her
son would be the final, ultimate act, and she wanted it!  She pushed back
gently, stimulating her pussy against his hardon, swirling her hips in a
circular motion, pleasuring herself against his cock.  She knew her pussy
juices were lubricating the cock head, getting him ready for what she knew
must happen - that Justin was going to fuck her!  Her son moaned loudly and
contentedly, and he sucked and pulled at the distended nipple fiercely.  He
must have sensed the excitement building in her also, and the air in the
room was electric with their building lust.

She wiggled her hips, maneuvering herself until his cockhead was wedged
between her juicy pussy lips.  She gasped with passion.  She desperately
needed to feel him inside her, and she pushed back, more urgently.  In one
long motion, Justin's lovely cock entered his mother's warm, clinging pussy.
  Mother and son moaned together, and she settled down on top of him and
hugged him lovingly.  Justin put his arms around his mother and pulled her
close.

Meg scooted her hips back, embedding her son's cock inside her.  "Mmm, yes,"
she purred.  "That feels so nice sweetie."  She looked into his eyes and
smiled.  He smiled back at her, his eyes glazed with passion and lust.  They
shared a secret moment, and she pecked him on the lips.  She didn't CARE if
this was wrong, or what other people might think.  What she needed was to be
made love to.  He returned the brief kiss uncertainly.  Meg sensed his
inexperience - maybe he had never kissed a girl?  So she kissed him again,
eager to teach him.  She opening her mouth, letting her tongue explore his
lips, until he opened up to her.  As their bodies writhed together in a
sensuous dance, mother and son kissed each other passionately, their warm
tongues probing one another's mouths.

They released after a time, and Meg carefully rolled over onto her back,
pulling Justin with her.  She wanted him to be on top - she wanted to feel
his weight pressed against her.  She wanted her little boy to take her, to
fuck her like a man!  And Justin knew exactly what was expected of him - he
began to thrust, slowly at first, then faster, moaning softly.

To Meg, it felt wonderful, indescribable, to be fucked by him again.  His
cock was noticeably smaller than Blake's, but it was so stiffly erect inside
her that it didn't really matter.  She flexed her vaginal muscles, sucking
him into her.  Justin moaned deeply with pleasure as he fucked his mother
lustily.  He buried his face in her sweaty breasts, took an erect nipple in
his mouth, and sucked fiercely.

"Oh God Justin...god yes...fuck me!" she cried.  She clutched his smooth
muscular asscheeks in her hands and pulled him toward her, eager for him to
plunge his erect cock as deeply as possible into her tight, wet pussy.  She
spread her legs as wide as she could and humped her hips upward toward him,
grinding her pelvis against him, and was rewarded by the stimulation of the
hairless base of his cock sliding against her erect clitoris.

"Yesss," she hissed through clenched teeth.  She arched her back, pressing
her heaving breasts into her boy's face.  "Suck my tits...suck them.  God
yes!"

Her horny son groaned loudly, and he picked up the pace of his frantic
thrusting.  His eyes were glazed, unseeing in his lust.  Sweat dripped from
his brow, and his wiry body was a blur as he humped against his mother's
writhing body.  The room was filled with the sounds of the squeaking
bedsprings, the slurping sound of Justin's mouth on Meg's nipple, the liquid
slapping of his cock sliding in and out of her juicy pussy, and their
passionate moans.

Meg's face was a mask of agony and ecstasy.  "OH GOD...FUCK ME JUSTIN!" she
screamed.  She met her son's frantic thrusts with wildly bucking hips.  She
felt so desirable, so ALIVE beneath her horny son.  She desperately needed
to cum, and she maneuvered her throbbing clit against the base of his cock,
to find the last added bit of stimulation she needed to get off.  But the
boy could hold out no longer...with a tremendous final thrust he cried out
and plunged his cock as deeply as he could into her clinging pussy.  He
buried his face in his mother's sweaty breasts as his orgasm washed over
him.

Meg felt the spasms course through the boy's body.  She was disappointed at
not having cum with him, but that emotion was brief, and she was soon
overwhelmed with a deep unabashed love for him.  She wrapped her legs around
his taut ass, encircled her arms around his body, and pulled him tightly
against her, letting him use her to get off.  Gradually, his climax eased,
and his breathing slowed.

"Oh Mom," he sighed.  "That felt so good."

"I'm glad honey."

"Did...did you cum too?"

"No I didn't sweetie, but that's okay."  She tenderly brushed her
fingernails lightly across his sweaty back.

"Oh."  He bit his lip in thought.  "But why not?"

She smiled.  "Honey, women don't ALWAYS have an orgasm when they...when they
fuck."  She couldn't BELIEVE she was having this conversation.  A few days
before such a thing would have been unspeakable.  But a change was coming
over her...she didn't want to dwell on the thought - she wanted to suppress
it, to focus on the wonderful feelings her son was creating in her.  No, she
hadn't cum, but that didn't mean it didn't feel wonderful, both physically
and emotionally.

Justin relaxed on top of his mother, and the two lay there in each others
loving arms, their body heat mingling and keeping each other warm.  The boy
rested his head on his mother's bare shoulders, while she kissed him
tenderly on his forehead, tasting the salty sweet perspiration that beaded
there.  Her son sighed contentedly at his mother's loving touch.

Meg's cunt was still filled by his young prick.  She could easily feel that
he was maintaining his erection inside her.  In fact, not only was he still
hard, she could actually detect it pulsating against the walls of her tight
pussy.  She smiled to herself - here was a pretty clear difference between
young horny boys and older men.  She wouldn't be surprised if he could fuck
her again, despite having just cum powerfully.  The thought excited her, and
her pussy tingled with desire.

Once again, her mind drifted back to the previous night, to the delightful
lovemaking between the two of them and Blake.  This time, she remembered
with vivid clarity the excitement she had felt when Blake had thrust his
wonderful cock in and out of her virgin ass.  Anal sex had always scared
her.  She had never realized how good it could feel, not just physically,
but mentally.  The awesome mix of pain and pleasure was great, but she
thought that it was the NASTINESS of it that was so powerful.  And just as
this revelation came to her, she felt her son's prick jerk inside her.  She
marveled at that...he was still so horny!

Justin shifted position to kiss his mother's breasts again, and as he did
so, his cock slipped out of her pussy with a pop.  She felt his warm cum
pour out of her cunt and wash into the crack of her ass.  And a thought came
to her.  She could experience the wonderful sensation of being anally
pleasured again, if she wanted it.  And she DID want it - desperately.

"Justin?" she purred.

"Hmm?" came his muffled response.  He was suckling her boobs, and Meg had to
smile.  He seemed to enjoy doing that an awful lot!

"Remember last night when Blake put his...cock inside my butt?"

"Uh huh."

"Would you like to do that to me too?"

Justin smiled happily.  "Oh Mom, I would LOVE that!"

"Do it right now sweetie.  I need to cum sooo bad."

Justin got on his knees, and Meg grabbed the back of her thighs and pulled
her legs back until her knees were touching her breasts, exposing her
obscenely gaping pussy and cum-covered asshole to her son's admiring gaze.
"Let's do it like this sweetie.  I want to rub myself while you fuck me."

"Okay."  The boy positioned himself between her spread legs, grasped his
still-hard prick in his fingers, and with a bit of effort maneuvered himself
into the proper position.  After some amount of inexperienced fumbling, he
wedged his cock head against her tight bumhole and paused.

"Like this?" he asked.

"Yes.  That's perfect sweetie."

"Are you ready Mom?  Should I do it?"

"God yes honey.  Slide it in baby...fuck me!"  She spread her legs as wide
as she could and drew her knees back.  Justin closed his eyes, flexed his
ass, and pushed against his mother.  With agonizing slowness, his smooth
hard cock impaled his mother's rectum.

"OH GOD YES!" cried Meg.  "JUST LIKE THAT!"  It felt absolutely wonderful,
just like she remembered from the night before, if not better.  A little bit
of pain, rapidly subsiding, and the delicious sensation of her ass being
stretched and filled.  She reached out and pulled Justin forward, and his
weight pushed her knees down onto her chest.  This freed Meg's hands, and
she immediately began rubbing her throbbing pussy with both of them while
Justin stroked in and out of her pulsating asshole.  It felt wonderful!  She
knew she would come within minutes.

Justin groaned as he slid his cock in and out of his mother's asshole.
Their moans of pleasure intermingled.  Meg rubbed her hard clit fiercely as
Justin sank his cock deeply into her rectum.  His mouth was agape, and he
was panting, out of breath.  Meg thought that he was clearly enjoying this
as much as she was.

As if reading her thoughts, Justin gasped sharply.  "OH, this feels so good
Mom.  Your bum is even tighter than Blake's."

Meg was so crazed with lust that she almost missed the casual statement.
She blinked rapidly. "You've fucked Blake in his ass?" she asked,
incredulous.

Justin immediately realized that this was something he was definitely NOT
supposed to reveal, and it showed by the expression on his face.  Blake had
coached him on what to say if the topic came up, and that was definitely not
part of it.  But there was no sense lying about it.  The pace of his
thrusting slowed.  "Yes," he said shyly.

"I...I knew you and he touched each other...but I didn't know you did that!"

Justin nodded glumly in reply.  It was clear to Meg that he felt he had let
the cat out of the bag.  But her reaction to his revelation surprised her.
She wasn't mad at Blake's stretching of the truth.  Instead, the thought of
Justin fucking Blake in the ass excited her greatly.  And now that very same
cock was in HER ass.  Oh God!  She smiled.  "It doesn't matter sweetie,
really it doesn't.  All I want is for you to fuck me now, and hard!"

Justin grinned, and immediately complied with his mother's demand.  The
intensity of his thrusting grew at a faster and faster pace.  Beneath him,
his mother screamed with passion and desire for him.  "Oh yes...oh
yes...FUCK YES...fuck me honey!"  Her fingers danced feverishly across her
wet, swollen clit.  Her orgasm was building quickly, and her guttural moans
filled the air.

"Deeper Justin.  Harder!  OH GOD!"  And suddenly, with a loud hoarse cry,
Meg was cumming.  "YES!  YES!  YES!" she screamed over and over.  Her entire
body tensed and convulsed, as spasm after spasm coursed through her.  Her
clit fluttered, her pussy and asshole convulsed, and her entire body was
taut and trembling.  And with a loud moan, Justin announced his own orgasm.
He plunged his swollen cock as far as he could into his mother's ass and
held it there as streamers of hot sperm shot deeply into her rectum.  The
two lovers writhed against one another, until finally they collapsed in a
naked sweaty heap in each other's arms.

And the power and intensity and emotion of what had just happened hit Meg
hard, and she began to cry softly.  They were tears of confusion and sadness
and regret, but mostly love.  It was a deep, undying love for Justin.  He
was a bit mystified by her reaction, but he knew enough to comfort her, and
he kissed her tenderly on the forehead, until they finally fell asleep in
each other's arms.

*****

Two more lazy days passed on the shores of Golden Lake.  The summer was
drifting by, and Meg was beginning to realize that she had done basically
nothing to prepare for the upcoming school year.  She loved teaching, but
she loved her summer vacations too.  Every August, she had to force herself
to get ready for the long grind ahead.

And every year, it seemed to get harder.  Maybe she was getting burned out
on teaching.  The students certainly weren't making it any easier.  The
sixth graders weren't so bad.  The eighth graders, on the other hand, were
almost impossible to discipline.  Thank goodness Justin wasn't like that!

At least she and Bill had the good sense (and enough money) to send him to a
private school.  Maybe she should consider getting a job at a private school
too?  Certainly the students must be easier to deal with than the
ill-mannered students she had to deal with.

She sat at the kitchen table, notes and papers strewn in careless piles in
front of her.  She tapped away at her laptop, outlining her classes for the
first few weeks of the school year.  But she was having trouble
concentrating.  She stared wistfully out the window and ran her fingers
through her hair.  Through a gap in the trees, she saw Justin down at the
beach, skipping stones.

She sighed loudly in frustration.  Her concentration was practically nil.
She found herself thinking about Blake...

She hadn't talked to him since three mornings ago, when she and Justin left
abruptly.  Her feelings toward him ebbed and flowed.  Generally, she was
angry with him.  Angry at him, and embarrassed by what she had done.  But
the intensity of that emotion had eased considerably.  The last few days
with Justin had resulted in that.  She was a different person now - she
recognized that fact.  She and Justin...and Blake...were in a relationship
that she didn't fully understand, but she didn't really care.  She felt like
a new woman - sexually free and alive!  So different than these last few
lonely years since her divorce from Bill.  And Blake!  What exactly WERE her
feelings toward him?

For one thing, he wasn't AT ALL like her ex-husband.  She liked Blake.  She
liked him a LOT.  But how could she face him again?  What would they say to
one another?  Maybe she WAS still angry with him.  He had seduced Justin!
And her!

But no, this morning she had screwed up her courage and tried to call him on
the phone, getting so far as picking up the receiver, tapping in his phone
number, and letting it ring.  And ring. And then she remembered.  He had
told her that he was going to be out of town for a few days on one of his
short business trips.  Oh well, he'd be back.  But when?  Tonight?  She
couldn't remember for sure.

And so she had found herself thinking about him all day long.  She clearly
wanted to see him, but why?  It should have been obvious to her - for one
thing, she was horny.  She had purposely avoided having sex with Justin
these last few days.  She was accepting of the fact that it was going to
happen again, and there was no denying that she WANTED it to happen again.
But she felt that maybe there could be too much of a good thing.  It seemed
important to her to maintain some air of normalcy in their relationship.
For both her sake and Justin's.

Damn, she couldn't concentrate.  She saved her file and turned the computer
off.  Suddenly, she felt the need to get out of the house for a while.
Maybe she could hit the mall and add to her wardrobe.  Her budget was
meager, but surely she could afford a new outfit or two.  She chuckled.  In
a way, that would sort of be getting ready for the school year.  And a heck
of a lot more fun than preparing class notes.

She rearranged her papers into more orderly piles, than walked down to the
beach.  Justin was still tossing stones into the lake.   She watched with
admiration as a flattened stone skipped 6, 7, then 8 times across the still
water.

"Wow!  Pretty impressive kiddo!"

Justin grinned broadly.  "Pretty good huh?  Been practicing."

"Yes very good.  Say sweetie, I'm thinking of taking a drive to the mall.
Wanna keep me company?"

"Hmmm.  Can I get a new video game?"

Meg looked at him sternly.  "Have you finished the last one you bought yet?"

Justin sighed and rolled his eyes.  "No, not yet."

"Okay then.  When you finish that one, we'll buy you another."  She put her
arm around him.  "Deal?"

He nodded.  "Deal."

Meg laughed.  "Okay.  Give your Mom a hug."  He turned into her, put his
arms around her back, and squeezed her tightly.  Meg realized that his face
was pressed into her breasts, and he was leaving it there.  One of his hands
slipped down the small of her back, toward her butt...

She quickly pulled away, and he looked at her with a hurt expression.  Her
chest tightened, and she suddenly felt unsteady on her feet.  They looked
deeply into each other eyes for a moment, and then the moment passed.
"Maybe later, okay sweetie?"

He nodded his head slowly.  "Okay."

Meg was pleased to see a slight smile on his face.  "So, do you want to come
with me or not?"

"I don't think so Mom.  I'll stick around here."

She was disappointed, but it was his decision.  He was old enough to be by
himself for a few hours.  "Okay babe.  I won't be home too late."

*****

Meg strolled down the wide aisles of the mall, passing groups of boisterous
teenagers and tired-looking mothers with young children in tow.  It had been
a successful shopping trip, as evidenced by the two bulging shopping bags
she carried.  A couple of new pairs of slacks, three new blouses, and she
hadn't even broken the bank.

She was heading toward the exit when she found herself passing Summer Heat,
the little shop where she had purchased her swimsuit just a few weeks
before.  Meg smiled to herself.  This is where it had all started, with the
purchase of her thong.  Funny how such a simple thing could be a
life-changing experience, but it was true.  That simple piece of fabric had
set off a chain reaction.

She paused just outside the store entrance, and glanced discretely inside
the brightly lit shop, grimacing a bit at the beat of the hip-hop music that
emanated from within.   Her eyes flitted over the racks of brightly colored
swimsuits and other summer wear.

She spotted a slim, blond girl in the middle of the store, and Meg
immediately placed her - it was the very same one who had sold her the
swimsuit.  The girl stood in front of a rack of fluorescent swimsuits,
holding a clipboard in one hand and rifling through the inventory with the
other.    A smile came to Meg's lips as she recalled how nice the girl was,
how she had complimented her, flattering her.  She flushed a bit when she
recalled the girl saying she had a "cute butt".  It had been AGES since she
had heard a compliment like that.

Meg wondered how old she was.  Seventeen?  Sixteen?  This was probably a
summer job for her.  She certainly fit the look of a high school student.
She wore little or no makeup, but she didn't need it - her face was pretty
and fresh looking, and very expressive.  Something about her free and easy
bearing called to mind a cheerleader.  She was a few inches shorter than
Meg, and quite slim.  Her wavy blond hair was strewn carelessly on her head.
  She was wearing a pink navel-exposing crop-top blouse, molded tightly to
her torso.  Her small breasts strained against the fabric.  Her pants were
faded blue jean hip-huggers, slung very low on her hips, and flared at the
ankles.  The girl was young and vibrant, lip-syncing to the music that
filtered from the overhead speakers.   Meg smiled wistfully.  Oh, to be
young again.

Suddenly, Meg started.  She realized that the girl was watching her.  She
flashed a radiant smile of recognition, put the clipboard to her side, and
sauntered casually up to Meg.  "Hi!  I remember you.  From a couple of weeks
ago right?"

Meg nodded and returned the smile.  "Yup.  I bought a bikini."

The girl grinned.  "Yeah.  A very SEXY bikini if I remember
right...actually, a thong.  You looked sooo hot in it, but you didn't
believe me."

Meg felt her face flush with embarrassment.  "Oh, I believed you," she said
with a friendly smile.  I was just a little...shy I guess.  I'd never worn a
thong before."

The girl's eyes flickered over Meg's body, down to her bare legs, then back
at Meg's face.  "I sure don't know why you'd be shy...you've got a great
body."

Meg cheeks were getting warm.  It was so...WEIRD...to get these compliments
from a teenaged girl.  She didn't quite know how to respond.  "Uh,
thanks...you sure know how to make an old woman feel good."

"Oh, you're HARDLY an old woman.  Not with legs like those."

Meg laughed merrily.  "Well then, how old do you think I am?"

The girl put her finger to her lips and thought for a moment.  "Hmmm."  Her
blue eyes wandered searchingly over Meg's face.  "I'd say.... thirty-three.
No, thirty-two!"

Meg giggled.  "My my, aren't you sweet.  You're flattering me.  Actually,
I'm thirty-seven."

The girl's eyes widened.  "Really?  Gosh, you don't look thirty-seven."  She
giggled mirthfully.  "Your husband is lucky."

Meg sighed.  "Not really.  I'm...we're...divorced."

"Oh."  The girl grimaced.  "Whoops.  I guess I put my foot in my mouth.
Sorry."  She touched Meg on the arm, a friendly pat.  "Anyway," she
continued cheerily, "My mom's thirty-eight and she looks a LOT older than
you.  You must not have any kids right?"

"I have one...a boy.  He's thirteen."

"Well, motherhood has been kind to you," said the girl brightly.  "I'm
sixteen, and I've got a younger brother and a little sister."  She laughed.
"I guess we're wearing our Mom out."  She stuck out her hand by way of
introduction.  "My name is Katie, by the way."

Meg introduced herself and took the proffered hand.  It was warm and soft,
and she shook it gently.  The girl squeezed back, and then slowly released
Meg's hand.  Once again, she touched Meg's arm softly, and held it there.
"Very nice to meet you Meg.  So...are you here to buy another swimsuit?"

Meg shook her head and smiled.  "No, just passing by.  I think I'm all set
in the swimsuit department."  Katie's hand was still lightly resting on her
forearm.  Meg cleared her throat nervously, very self-conscious over Katie's
lingering touch.  "Anyway, I think I've spent enough money today."  She
glanced down at the shopping bags in her hand.

A flash of disappointment crossed Katie's face.  "Sure I can't convince you
Meg?  It's always a good idea to have a spare suit.  Heck, I've got three of
them!  Plus, we're having a clearance sale, so there are some good deals in
here."

Meg paused in indecision.  It WAS a good idea to have a spare....

"Plus," continued Katie.  "I could use some company.  It's so slow today
that my boss left me in charge for the rest of the day.  She hardly EVER
does that."  She sniffed and rolled her eyes in exasperation.  "She thinks
I'm too young to be trusted."

Meg didn't respond, and that was all the opening that Katie needed.  She
grinned broadly, flashing her pearly white teeth.  "C'mon Meg!  I'll show
you what we have."  She grabbed Meg by the hand and led her into the store.

*****

"So tell me Meg...have you worn your new suit yet?  Do you like it?"  Katie
was rifling through a rack of fluorescent bikinis, trying to find one to
Meg's liking.

Meg smiled.  "Yep.  I've got a LOT of use out of it already."

"Isn't it just sooo sexy wearing a thong?"  Katie looked pointedly at the
older woman and winked.  Meg grinned shyly and nodded.

"Where have you worn it?"

"Oh, just at a summer cabin - my ex-husband's.  It's over at Golden Lake.
My son and I are staying there the rest of the summer."

Katie frowned.  "Hmmm.  Well heck, aren't there any guys to show off for?"
She giggled.  "Other than your son of course."

Meg smiled nervously.  The girl didn't realize how close to the mark her
comment was.  As a matter of fact, she HAD shown off for her son.  And Blake
too of course.

"Well...there IS this guy...a neighbor...who seems to appreciate it."  She
winked.  "A LOT."  She couldn't believe how open she was being with this
girl.  But Katie seemed so bright and cheerful and innocent - Meg felt
reasonably comfortable telling her.  Almost like a teenage girl sharing
secrets with her best friend.

"Oooh," purred Katie.  "Tell me more."

Meg laughed lightly.  "Let's just say I've had some fun the last couple of
weeks."

Katie winked in understanding, and pulled out a dark blue bikini from the
rack.  "Here's one Meg.  This one's got a thong bottom.  Kind of like the
suit I sold you, but half-price.  Shall we see how it looks on you?"

*****

"Oh wow Meg...that suit looks FANTASTIC.  It's even sexier than the one you
bought."  Katie's clear blue eyes roamed up and down the older woman's body,
while Meg stood half-nude in front of her, awkward and self-conscious,
shifting nervously from foot to foot.  She was standing in one of the
store's two small dressing rooms, and Katie was just outside, looking in.
"You've GOT to have it."

Meg laughed.  "You're a very good salesperson Katie.  But I don't know...".

"Well, I'm not just saying that to make a sale, if THAT'S what you're
wondering.  It really DOES look great.  And it fits to your boobs really
well...turn around and check 'em out in the mirror."  Meg nervously
complied.  It was so STRANGE being complimented like this.  It was
almost...flirting.  A fleeting thought crossed Meg's mind.  WAS Katie
flirting with her?  Was she gay...or bi maybe?  Once before in her sheltered
life Meg had experienced another woman coming on to her.  At least, only
once that she was certain of.   But Meg brushed the thought aside.  Nah, it
couldn't be.  Katie was probably just being customer-friendly.

She appraised herself in the mirror.  Katie was right, she decided.  The
suit DID fit nicely.  The bra wasn't quite as skimpy as her new suit, but it
seemed to lift her boobs a bit, making them appear larger.  She adjusted the
top slightly, as Katie continued her flattery.  "Gee Meg - you have SUCH a
tight butt.  I hope mine looks so good when I'm thirty-seven.  I'm
like...TOTALLY afraid I'm gonna get flabby."  She giggled.  "Ooh, looks like
you HAVE been wearing your new suit...no tan lines like you had last time."

Meg smiled and looked at Katie's reflection in the mirror, over her
shoulder.  "You're right...the new suit's seen a lot of use.  And thanks for
the compliment, but I don't think my butt is all THAT great."

"That's what you said the last time you were here, but you're WAY too modest
Meg.  It's a very, very nice rear.  Nice shape to your hips too.  Except the
thong needs a little adjusting.  It's not fitting you quite right."

"It's not?"

Katie shook her head, and Meg's eyes met those of the younger girl in the
mirror, and they held each other's gaze for a moment.  Her heart skipped a
beat...Katie WAS flirting!  She was certain of it.  They looked into each
other's eyes for a long, electricity-charged moment, until finally Meg
looked away.  She was embarrassed, nervous, flattered.... but
also...excited?  She was so confused...

Meg had never had sex with a girl, hadn't even really thought about it.  The
one time a woman had flirted with her she had been too shocked to even know
how to react.  Nothing had happened.  But there was something about what was
happening now...she was intrigued, curious...but the girl was so young - was
Meg simply confusing friendliness with flirting?  She looked up again, into
the mirror, and watched nervously as Katie approached her from behind.  She
wasn't sure what was going to happen next, or what to do if something DID
happen...she felt her heart pounding in nervous anticipation, fully
conscious of her near nudity.

Katie was standing directly behind Meg.  The older women could smell the
girl's delicate, flower-scented perfume, could hear her breathing, could
almost, in fact, feel her warm breath on her bare neck.  In the mirror, she
saw Katie glance briefly over her own shoulder, back through the changing
room doorway toward the main store.

"You have a great body Meg," she said.  "And nice hips."  She giggled.  "I
think I already said that."  Did Meg detect just a hint of nervousness in
Katie's voice?  "So when you pull the sides of the suit up a bit higher...".
  Meg felt the girl's nimble fingers grasping the fabric at each hip and tug
upward gently..."you can really show them off."  Katie's fingers lingered
for a moment, then they slid between the waistband and the sensitive skin of
Meg's lower back.  Katie continued: "And we can snug up the string a little
bit between your butt cheeks I think."  She followed the thin strand of
cloth with her fingertips, at once pulling upward and pressing inward.
Katie's fingers were soft and warm against her sensitive skin, and Meg
reflexively spread her legs slightly.  Katie's fingers lingered between
Meg's ass cheeks, just above her anus, and then she slowly drew them upward,
running them over the fabric of the thong.

Meg closed her eyes.  Her senses were reeling - she was shocked,
dumbfounded, and titillated...titillated by this young girl!  Katie was
practically groping her ass, but the last thing Meg wanted was for her to
stop.  It felt so erotic that Meg was paralyzed.

"There.  That looks better," said Katie softly, and Meg couldn't help but
notice that her sweet young voice was shaking even more with...what?
Nervousness?  Arousal?  Oh God, Meg didn't know what to do about this.  So
she just stood there doubtfully, allowing it to continue.  She opened her
eyes again, and met Katie's stare in the mirror...the girl's eyes were
bright and shiny.  She watched and felt as the girl pressed lightly against
her.  She felt the fabric of Katie's denim jeans brush against her ass,
fleetingly at first, but then the girl pressed against her more forcefully.
Their gaze was still locked together in the mirror.

"There," repeated Katie.  "Much better.  Now let's see how the top is
fitting you."  Once again, Katie glanced back over her shoulder.  Meg
realized that she was confirming that there were no customers that had
entered the store - that the two of them were still alone.

"It's...it's okay I think," stammered Meg.  "It looks good."

Katie pressed her body against Meg's back, and the woman could feel the
girl's warm breath against the side of her neck.  "Um...yeah, it does...it
looks like the fabric is a little bit baggy on your left boob though....
let's see if we can make it right."  Meg watched in the mirror as the girl
reached both arms around her.  Her left hand slid beneath the side of the
bra, pushing it outward, as her right hand cupped the breast in an effort to
reposition it.  Her fingers brushed her nipple, and Meg almost jumped out of
her skin - she both watched and felt her nipple stiffen at the girl's soft,
delicate touch.  She sighed in an involuntary response to the sensation.  Oh
God, it felt wonderful, but she shouldn't let this continue.  This was
crazy!

Meg watched as Katie's delicate fingers pushed and prodded her breast,
ostensibly to adjust it under the bra, but the touch was more of a caress
than anything.  Her palm was rubbing softly against Meg's erect nipple, and
the warmth of her hand permeated the delicate skin.  Meg heard the girl sigh
softly next to her ear, and she looked up.  Their eyes locked once again,
silently communicating the sensuality of the moment.

"I think that looks better...don't you Meg?"

But neither of them looked.  Their gaze was fixed on one another.  Meg was
very much aware that the girl's hand was still on her breast, softly
and...sensuously...caressing it.  Every one of her senses felt sharpened.
She could feel the girl's warm breath on her neck.  She could hear Katie's
breathing, harsher and deeper.  She could feel her own breathing quicken.
She could feel the girl pelvis pressing against her ass, more insistently
now.  Meg's self-control was waning, and she pressed back invitingly.

Katie immediately acted on that little invitation.  She thrust her groin
against the older woman.  "Are you...into it Meg?" she asked softly.

Meg knew exactly what she was being asked, and she didn't know how to
respond at first.  But finally she replied in a shaking, nervous voice.
"I...I don't know Katie...I don't know if we should do this."

Katie was now openly caressing Meg's breast, applying pressure to the erect
sensitive nipple.  "Have you ever been with a woman... or a girl?"  She took
a rubbery nipple between her thumb and index finger and tweaked it gently.
Meg gasped.  "It's fun Meg," continued Katie.  "I like being with girls...A
LOT...and I really like YOU."  She kissed the side of Meg's neck delicately,
and ground her pelvis against the older woman's naked butt.

Meg's senses were reeling.  This young girl was expertly seducing her.
"I'm.... confused...I don't know what to do..."

"Just go with the flow Meg," Katie whispered.  She lifted both cups of the
swimsuit upward and Meg's heaving breasts sprang free.  Katie cradled them
both, and began to knead them and caress them with her warm hands.

"Oh god," sighed Meg softly.  The sensation was wonderful!  She felt her
face flush with arousal.

"Mmm, your boobs are so nice...firm but soft.  You have a beautiful body
Meg.  Everything about you is beautiful."  She caressed Meg's breasts and
circled her fingertips lazily around the dark, distended nipples, and Meg
leaned back against her, her legs weak and rubbery.  She suddenly felt
light-headed.

"Meg," Katie continued.  "I'm going to close up the store in about half an
hour.  We could be all alone.  If you want to," she added. She kissed Meg's
ear lobe.  "We could have so much fun together."  Her hands left Meg's
breasts and began to slowly, sensuously slide along her waist, over the
flare of her hips.  She pushed her groin firmly against Meg's butt.

Meg knew that she should just leave, get away from this situation before it
was too late.  But she was already too far gone...this was an experience she
just HAD to have.  There was no denying what she was feeling, and she nodded
slowly.  "Okay Katie.  Let me...let me go to the food court and get
something to drink...I'll be back."

*****

Meg wandered through the mall in a fog, a half-filled paper cup of Seven-up
gripped in her trembling hand.  The day's hustle and bustle was winding
down.  Most of the customers had left for home, and all of the merchants
were closing their stores for the night as she walked past.  But she was
oblivious to the activity around her, her mind swimming with nervous
anticipation. Her heart pounded nervously in her chest.  She couldn't
BELIEVE she was going through with this.

She ducked down a side hallway to the ladies room.  What in the world was
she doing?  Having sex with a woman was one thing, but having sex with a
high school girl was another.  First Justin, now Katie.  Where did this
newfound interest in teenagers come from?  A fleeting thought of Justin
entered her mind, but she shook it away.

She entered a restroom stall, tugged her panties down to her knees, hiked up
her skirt, and perched on the cool toilet.  The smell of her sex permeated
her nostrils.  God, she was so aroused!  She tentatively ran a finger
through her pubic hair, and touched her pussy lips.  They were slick and
juicy with her excitement, the lips swollen and protruding.  She rubbed them
briefly, fighting the temptation to masturbate.  Her musky womanly smell
filled the air, and she nervously, awkwardly, lifted the wet, shiny finger
to her nostrils.  She breathed deeply, inhaling the erotic perfume.  She
looked at the trembling finger intently for a moment, and then brought it to
her lips.  She had tasted herself many times, but knowing what she was about
to do made it different somehow.   Would she taste Katie too?

She pulled her damp underwear completely off and held them in her trembling
fingers.  As she peed, she brought the panties to her nose.  Is this what
Katie would smell like?  She knew that she would soon find out, and with
eager anticipation, she tucked the panties into her purse, grabbed her
shopping bags, and walked quickly toward the bathing suit store.  She smiled
to herself as she walked, as the name of the store came to her.  "Summer
Heat", it was called.  How fitting - yes, this was definitely turning into
one hot summer.

*****

"I was afraid you wouldn't come back."  Katie held Meg by the hand and
coaxed her through the now-darkened store toward a back storeroom.

"I said I would...you can trust me."

Katie smiled back at the older woman as they entered the back room.  Meg
glanced around briefly - the room was small and filled to the brim with
cardboard boxes stacked on metal shelving.  There was a small office desk
tucked in one corner, and a threadbare old chair and non-matching couch were
pushed against the wall.  She stood nervously in the middle of the room as
the girl closed and locked the door.  "Oh, I know I can trust you.  It's
just that you seemed...nervous...and...and I guess I was afraid you didn't
like me."  The girl turned around and faced Meg.  They stood in awkward
anticipation, looking into each other's eyes.  After a few moments, Katie
slowly approached the older woman.

"I DO like you Katie."  Meg watched nervously as the girl approached her.
The girl was beautiful; there was no denying that.  And she exuded an
amazing, rare quality of both sensuality and innocence.  Her face was young
and fresh - bright, blue sparkling eyes, curly blond hair, easy smile laden
with straight white teeth, a cute little up-turned nose...for the first
time, Meg realized that she wasn't sporting the nose ring she had been
wearing when she had first visited the store a couple of weeks before.  She
was glad for that.

She allowed her gaze to drift downward, her eyes roaming over Katie's slim,
youthful body.  The breasts were small, but shapely - the tight blouse did
little to hide their form.  Small bumps defined her erect nipples, poking
against the thin fabric.  Below the blouse, her flat, tanned tummy peeked
out invitingly.

Katie was now standing before her, and she looked up innocently at the older
woman, a shy smile playing across her pouty lips.  "Do you think I'm
pretty?" she asked softly.

"Yes.  Very much so," replied Meg.

The girl came closer, and touched her hands lightly to Meg's arms.  Her
smile broadened.  "And I think you're beautiful."  She was shyly caressing
the older woman's forearms as they hung at her sides.   Her eyes glinted in
the dim light of the room, and she lifted her pretty face up to Meg's.
"Anyway, thanks for coming back," she whispered.  She paused for a moment in
thought, then continued:  "When I asked you earlier if you'd ever been with
a girl, you didn't really say one way or the other."

Meg smiled.  "No, I guess I didn't did I?  Um...well, to be honest, no I
haven't.  I guess I've lived kind of a sheltered life haven't I?"

Katie's eyed widened.  "You mean I'm your...I'll be your first?  Oh my god,
that is SO cool!"

Meg laughed mirthfully.  "Yes.  You're my first."  She paused.  "But tell me
something.  No offense, but you seem...well...I guess you seem so young...I
guess...maybe too young to have much experience in this either."

Katie giggled.  "Well, I'm not THAT young Meg.  Anyway, I've been with a
couple of girls."

"Really?  Girls you meet here in the store?"

Katie shook her head.  "Uh uh.  Well, only one other girl I met in the
store.  The other is my best friend.  We do it once in awhile.  I mean, it's
fun!  We both like boys too, but we're REALLY into each other."  She looked
pointedly at Meg.  "Are you nervous?"

Meg nodded.  "A little, yes."

Katie chuckled.  "I guess I am too, a little."  Her cute little face grew
suddenly serious.  "But maybe we shouldn't be nervous...I mean, we like each
other right?"

Meg nodded, and licked her lips nervously.  God, this was so exciting!  And
Katie was so pretty, at once both childlike and sexual.  They gazed
longingly into each other's eyes.  And suddenly, before either of them even
realized what was happening, the woman and the girl kissed.  The touch of
Katie's warm lips sent a shiver through Meg's body, and she knew that she
desperately needed this to happen.  She put her arms around her and pulled
her close, and their mouths opened as they kissed each other with growing
passion.

Meg sucked hungrily on Katie's long pink tongue.  Her hands roamed over the
girl's back, caressing her, stroking her, and she was rewarded with a soft
passionate moan.  Katie returned the caress, running her hands with
passionate urgency up and down the woman's warm back, as their tongues
intertwined. She clutched Meg's ass cheeks through the thin fabric of her
skirt and squeezed them firmly. Meg groaned huskily into the girl's mouth,
and she pulled her close, their pelvises humping and grinding against one
another.

Katie dipped her hands beneath the hem of Meg's skirt and caressed her bare
ass cheeks.  "Oooh," she sighed.  "You took your panties off for me, didn't
you?"

"Mmm hmm," Meg murmured.  "Just for you."  She moaned huskily, delighting in
the sensation of the girl's small hands stroking her smooth ass cheeks.  Meg
returned the favor, lowering her own hands to grasp the girl's slim butt
firmly through her jeans.  She pushed her tongue deeply into Katie's warm
mouth, and the two of them groaned with uninhibited lust.

Katie may have taken the lead in seducing Meg, but now it was the older
woman's turn to be the aggressor.  She pushed her groin against the girl's
slim thigh and humped against it feverishly, stimulating her hot pussy.
"God I need you so bad," she whispered hoarsely.  She snaked two fingers
beneath the waistband of the girl's low-slung jeans, probing the forbidden
crevice between her butt cheeks.  "Let's get these clothes off."

They reluctantly loosened their embrace, and pulled away from one another.
Meg hastily unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall from her shoulders,
followed by her white, lacy bra.  Her eyes locked on Katie, who was watching
her expectantly, as Meg pushed her skirt over her hips, then stepped lightly
out of the garment.  She stood uninhibited and proudly nude in front of the
still fully clothed girl, who was watching with undisguised lust.

Meg ran her fingers sensuously up and down her ribcage.  "Aren't you going
to join me?" she asked coyly.

Katie smiled.  "Yup. I just didn't want to miss anything."

Meg watched as the younger girl slowly pulled her tight pink blouse up and
over her head, revealing her naked torso.  She tossed her hair carelessly
back into place, then glanced furtively down at her breasts.  "They're kinda
small," she said shyly.

They were indeed small, but Meg didn't mind.  They were perfectly
proportioned B-cups, pert and firm.  The nipples were dark and erect,
jutting proudly.  "They're very nice Katie.  VERY nice."

Katie acknowledged the compliment with a shy grin.  She looked at Meg
intently as she unzipped her jeans.  She slowly pushed them down and over
the flare of her slim hips.  She wasn't wearing panties, and her
light-colored, trimmed pubic hair came into view.  Meg licked her lips in
anticipation as Katie bent over, eased the jeans down her long, tanned legs,
and then threw them carelessly into the corner.  She turned around, and Meg
delighted in the view presented by the girl's naked ass - cute, slim and
shapely.  "Mmm...such a nice butt," she said with true admiration.

Katie spun around and smiled bashfully.  She was now seemingly ill at ease,
almost timid.  Meg approached her slowly, and tenderly placed her warm hands
on the girl's slim waist.  Katie looked up at the taller women, her eyes
glinting with passion.  "Make love to me Meg," she whispered.

Meg needed no further encouragement.  She drew the girl close, and they
embraced tightly, this time unencumbered by clothing.  Meg reveled in the
deliciously erotic feel of the girl's nude body pressing against hers.
Katie's skin was impossibly smooth and silky.  They hugged tightly, Katie's
small pointy breasts pressed into Meg's larger, more rounded boobs.  Their
hands roamed freely over one another, caressing each other's back, hips, ass
- the sexual urgency increasing as they grew accustomed to the other's
touch.  They kissed briefly, but Meg's excitement was growing.  She needed
more - to touch, smell, and taste the girl.

But Katie's bout of shyness had only been temporary, it seemed.  She was
once again the aggressor.  She pushed Meg, gently but insistently, into a
sitting position on the couch and straddled her lap.  Their mouths locked
once again and they kissed passionately.  Meg opened her mouth to the girl's
probing tongue, feeling it dance nimbly inside her mouth. The kiss continued
for several minutes as they feverishly caressed one another's bodies, until
finally Katie pulled away slightly, breathless and panting.

"You're a great kisser Meg...I LOVE to kiss," she giggled.

"Me too."  The weight of Katie on her lap, the feeling of the smooth skin of
her legs pressed against hers...it was deliciously erotic.

Katie absently fondled Meg's lolling breasts.  "Your boobs are beautiful."

"Thank you," replied Meg.  She arched her back, pushing her breasts into
Katie's caressing hands.

Katie smiled.  "I like to kiss boobs too.  Can I kiss yours?"

"Mmm," cooed Meg.  "You don't have to ask."

Katie smiled happily and lowered her face to Meg's breasts.  She took first
one nipple, then the other, in her mouth and tenderly suckled them,
alternating from one to the other.  Meg purred contentedly and clutched
Katie's head, pulling her against her breasts, feeding them into the girl's
mouth.  It felt WONDERFUL.  She was reminded of Justin suckling her nipples.
  It felt similar, although Katie's touch was softer, and more tender.  The
difference between a girl and a boy.

"Mmmm, that feels sooo good Katie," she purred, as stroked the girl's wavy
blond hair. "But I'd like a try at yours too."

"Okay."  The girl straightened up, still straddling Meg's lap but bringing
her small breasts to Meg's eye level.  The older woman tenderly kissed the
flare of the upper part of the girl's pert boobs, as Katie moaned softly in
response.  Meg moved lower, working her lips along the sides of the firm
breasts.  Katie arched her back and cooed, encouraging Meg to continue as
she cradled her head in her delicate hands, running her fingers through the
woman's soft brown hair.

Meg, now the aggressor, half lifted, half pushed Katie off of her lap and
back against the arm rest, and resumed her attention on her pointy boobs,
this time working her way to one of the luscious brown, taut nipples.  She
took it between her lips and suckled softly, eliciting a loud gasp from the
younger girl.  "Oh God...yesss," she hissed.  "I LOVE that!"  Meg sucked
harder, and Katie pushed her breast against the probing lips and tongue.
The older woman moved from one of the girl's pert breasts to the other,
alternately licking and suckling each nipple in turn.  Katie's nipples were
super-sensitive - that was obvious to Meg.  The girl clutched and pulled
Meg's hair feverishly, pulling the woman's mouth to her, moaning loudly as
she did so.

Meg kept her hands busy as she mouthed Katie's firm breasts.  She allowed
them to wander freely up and down the girl's body, caressing her, fondling
her.  She ran her fingers over her ribcage, down over her flat stomach,
caressed her slim thighs.  She could feel shivers of pleasure spasm through
Katie's nubile, young body.  She caressed the soft, creamy skin of Katie's
inner thigh and sucked hard on the girl's nipples until they were rock hard
and shiny with saliva.

"Oh God yesss...Suck it Meg," Katie moaned.  "I love that...".  Meg
continued to caress the girl's inner thigh, and Katie spread her legs in
invitation.  As she did so Meg caught a faint musky whiff of the girl's
pussy.  The smell had an intoxicating effect on her.  She knew she was
arousing the girl, and that only increased her excitement at what she was
doing.  She prodded the girl to spread her legs wider.  Katie eagerly
complied, and the deliciously erotic smell intensified.  Meg ran her fingers
slowly, teasingly, along the sensitive skin of her upper thigh, closer and
closer to the object of her desire.  She brushed her fingertips across
Katie's trimmed pubic hair, and the girl trembled.

Meg lifted her face from the girl's saliva-covered breasts and gave her a
peck on the lips.  "Would you like me to touch you there Katie?" she asked
softly.

Katie's eyes were shiny with passion.  "Yesss.  PLEASE Meg."

Meg cupped the girl's warm, willing pussy in her hand, then slowly,
teasingly, drew her finger along the swollen, pink pussy lips.  She felt the
wetness there, and repeated the motion, this time burrowing her finger
deeper, between the labia.  Katie's juices coated her finger, and she rubbed
her fingers up and down, smearing the girl's cream into the protruding pussy
lips.

"Mmmm...yeah," sighed Katie.  "That feels sooo good."

But Meg wasn't satisfied with only touching the girl's pussy.  She wanted to
look at it and smell it, up close.  She wanted to lick it, to worship it, to
make Katie cum.  She prodded the girl into a half-sitting, half-laying
position on the sofa, her butt perched on the edge of the cushion.  She
coaxed the girl's trembling legs wider and knelt on the floor between them.
She looked up briefly at Katie, who was watching her with glazed eyes, her
breathing heavy and rapid with anticipation over what was coming next.  She
shifted her gaze to Katie's pretty pussy, noting the trimmed blond pubic
hair, the lips pink and protruding and shiny with juices.

"Mmm, looks like you shave your pussy hair?"

Katie licked her lips and nodded.  "My girlfriend does it for me sometimes."

"Ooh, nice."  Meg noticed the nub of Katie's clitoris peeking out from under
the hood, an inviting target.  She leaned forward, extended her long, pink
tongue, and touched the swollen clit.

Katie's body went rigid at the touch, then she shuddered and her legs
quivered.  "Ohhh yesss...lick me," she moaned.  She clutched Meg's hair in
her trembling hands and pulled the woman's face to her pussy.

Meg spread Katie's pussy lips open with her fingers and licked hungrily.  It
tasted much like her own pussy did, sweet and sexy and tangy, except maybe a
bit more delicately flavored.  She lapped up and down with long licks,
sometimes focusing on the swollen pink lips, sometimes circling her tongue
tenderly around the girl's protruding clit.  Katie lifted her hips off the
cushion, grinding her sopping wet pussy against Meg's probing tongue.  She
cried out with passion.  "Oh GOD Meg!  Suck me...fuck that feels so good!"

Meg felt almost as excited making love to Katie's pussy, as Katie seemed to
feel being orally pleasured by Meg.  Her sensations were flooded by the
girl's response - everything from the heady smell, the musky taste, and the
feel of the smooth juicy pussy lips against her probing tongue.  Katie's
torso was writhing sensuously.  Meg reached her hand beneath her and began
to fondle her own pussy.

Katie's eyes were tightly closed, and her breaths came in short, quick
gasps.  Meg's expert tongue was bringing her to the heights of ecstasy.  She
sank lower in the soft cushion, lifted her legs, and grabbed her ankles to
open her budding womanhood as far as possible.

Meg paused briefly to rest her tongue.  "Do you like this Katie?" she asked
coyly.

Katie moaned softly.  "GOD YES...please don't stop."

"Mmm, don't worry, I won't."

Meg inspected the girl's pussy briefly before continuing.  Her pubic hair
was wet and matted, the pussy lips swollen and shiny and gaping open
obscenely.  As Katie spread her legs wider, her tiny puckered asshole was
now exposed to view, coated with seeping pussy juice.

A vivid memory from her recent experience flooded Meg's mind - the memory of
Blake licking her asshole.  She remembered how incredible it had felt, so
soothing and ticklish and tender - nasty and erotic.  She wondered...would
Katie like it too?  There was only one way to find out.

She leaned back in, and touched the tip of her extended tongue delicately
and lightly to Katie's inviting asshole.  The taste was erotic - musky and
salty and sweaty.  Katie's asscheeks clenched, and she moaned softly.
Encouraged, Meg touched her tongue there again, this time licking in a small
circular motion.  Katie again moaned with pleasure.  "Mmm, I LIKE
that...keep doing it Meg."  She pulled her legs back, her knees almost
touching her chest.

Meg spread the girl's ass cheeks with her fingers, and Katie's asshole gaped
open invitingly.  She licked feverishly in tight little circles around the
sensitive opening, feeling it flexing spasmodically under the touch of her
tongue.  Katie writhed with passion, whispering and moaning encouragement.
But Meg wanted to bring Katie's stimulation to another level.  She moved her
tongue back to the girl's succulent pussy, slurping at the whitish
secretions that were seeping from the opening.  She brought a finger to
Katie's spit-soaked anus, and rubbed it against the opening.

Katie groaned with lust as Meg laved her inflamed pussy with her darting
tongue, and fingered her asshole.  "Oh yes...oh yes...oh yes..." the girl
intoned huskily.  "God Meg, you're gonna make me scream!"  Her slim hips
were humping up and down, and Meg was having difficulty keeping her tongue
planted on Katie's swollen pussy.  She applied pressure with her middle
finger against the tight but slippery asshole, and inserted it up to the
first knuckle.  At the same time, she took the girl's erect clit between her
lips and sucked gently.

"OH FUCK!" screamed Katie.  "OH GOD SUCK ME MEG!"  She thrust her hips
violently and clenched Meg's head between her bucking thighs.  Meg darted
her tongue rapidly against Katie's vibrating clit, and pushed her finger
into the girl's sweet asshole up to the second knuckle.  At the same time,
she inserted her index finger halfway into the girl's warm, wet pussy.  She
felt both holes tighten and spasm, and she knew Katie was about to cum.  She
began to finger-fuck the girl with both fingers as she licked the swollen
clit.  She could barely breathe, locked in Katie's vise-like grip, but she
knew she couldn't stop.  Her young lover needed to cum.

Katie was crying out continuously with lust and passion.  "Oh yes...oh
yes...oh God yes...OH GOD...OH GOD...OH GOD...YES...YES...YES!"  And
suddenly she was cumming violently, clutching Meg's hair, pulling her into
her pussy, her sweaty, trembling legs locked around Meg's head.  Her entire
body shuddered and convulsed.  "OH YESSSS!" she screamed. "SUCK MY CUNT!"
And all the while, Meg kept her mouth locked to the girl's clit, sucking it
and licking it, forcefully finger-fucking the girl's pussy and asshole as
she brought her to the heights of ecstasy.

Soon, Katie's spasms slowed, and Meg released the girl's distended clit from
her mouth.  Katie sighed contentedly in the aftermath of her crashing
orgasm.  Meg kissed her pussy tenderly, helping her to ease down gradually
from her erotic high.  She gently pulled her fingers, now wet and shiny with
the girl's secretions, out of her secret holes.

Katie looked down at Meg through half-lidded eyes and giggled lightly.
"Your face is soaking wet."

"That's because your pussy is soaking wet sweetie."

"Oh god, I know...I've never cum harder in my entire life."  Meg leaned
forward, and the lovers embraced and kissed each other passionately, the
girl sucking her own juices from Meg's tongue.  Finally, reluctantly, they
broke away.

"Yours isn't the only pussy that's soaking wet.  God, I am sooo horny," said
Meg.

Katie stroked the older woman's arm tenderly.  "Oh Meg...I'm sorry...you've
done so much for me and I've left you high and dry."  She winked playfully.
"Maybe I can fix that."

Meg grinned.  "Oh I'm sure you can.  And trust me, it won't take long."

The two quickly switched positions.  Katie pushed Meg playfully down on her
back.  She knelt between the woman's splayed legs, then reached over and
kissed Meg.  Meg opened her mouth to the girl's probing tongue.

"Mmm, I can taste myself on you," whispered Katie.  She licked Meg's lips
and chin, slurping up the residue from her pussy, then began to work her
mouth along Meg's neck, down to her shoulder.  Meg closed her eyes and
caressed the girl's blond hair, reveling in the touch of the girl's lips and
tongue on her body.  Katie continued lower, and took one of Meg's protruding
nipples in her mouth.  She sucked softly, as Meg moaned with pleasure.

"Oh God," she sighed.  "I need you so bad Katie...my cunt is on fire."

Katie released the nipple, and slid her wet tongue along Meg's stomach,
leaving a shiny trail of saliva on the woman's tanned skin.  Meg squirmed
with pleasure, and Katie continued lower still, kissing and licking down to
the older woman's curly brown pubic hair.  She traced around the edge of
Meg's bush, finally reaching the inside of the her trembling, creamy thigh.
Meg groaned, and spread her legs as wide as she could.

"Ooh, you smell sooo sexy," Katie whispered softly.  "And your pussy is sooo
pretty."  Meg was desperate for the touch of the girl's tongue, but Katie
was teasing her.  She licked the smooth, sensitive skin on the inside of
Meg's thigh, halfway to the knee, then switched to the other leg and
repeated the tongue caress.

"God, Katie - you're gonna make me scream - please lick me," begged Meg.  "I
need it so bad."  She opened her eyes briefly and looked down at the girl,
her cute innocent face in position between her legs, so agonizingly close to
her pussy.  Katie winked playfully and smiled.  She brought her face closer
and closer, all the while keeping her blue eyes locked on Meg's.  Meg
watched the girl extend a long pink tongue, closer and closer.  Her
breathing quickened in anticipation.  And finally, Katie touched the
wonderful tongue to her clit and licked rapidly.

"OH YES!" screamed Meg.  She arched her back up off the couch and moaned
passionately.  "Lick me Katie...PLEASE!"

Katie spread Meg's pussy lips with her fingers, and ran her soft tongue
rapidly up and down between them, from the oozing cunthole all the way up to
the distended clit, and back, again and again.  Meg thrashed on the couch.
She groaned passionately and clutched the girl's hair, pulling her face
against her, humping her pussy against the delightful, pleasure-giving
tongue.

"YES!" panted Meg.  "Just like that!  Suck meeee...".  She was in ecstasy.
The girl's wonderfully soft tongue seemed to be everywhere at once,
exploring every nook and crevice of her horny pussy.  Katie's tongue was
making wonderful, passionate love to her, and Meg thought she was going to
go insane with pleasure.  She needed to cum before she lost her mind.
"Please Katie...suck my clit," she moaned hoarsely.

Katie wrapped her lips around Meg's swollen clitoris and suckled it, at the
same time darting her tongue rapidly back and forth, stimulating it to a
fever pitch.  "OH YESSS!" screamed Meg.  "SUCK ME KATIE!"

Meg felt the girl's tongue vibrating rapidly.  Her orgasm was approaching
and her entire body became rigid, her thighs quivering.  It felt so
wonderful...she tossed her head wildly from side to side, grunting with
pleasure.  Katie's tongue stimulated her clit, faster and faster, and she
thought she would go mad...and finally she was cumming violently.

"YES...YES...YES!  OH GOD KATIE!" she screamed, and her body writhed in
involuntary orgasmic spasms.  She pulled Katie's head tightly to her groin
and humped against the girl's wonderful mouth, her mind focused on nothing
other than her screaming, pounding orgasm.  "OH YES!"  And through it all,
Katie stayed with every wrenching spasm, her mouth glued to Meg's juicy
pussy.

Meg slowly, very slowly, came back down to earth.  She had cum harder and
more satisfyingly than at any time in her life.  And as her breathing
gradually returned to normal, Katie crawled up to her and they hugged
tightly and lovingly, whispering sweet words to one another like two
longtime lovers.  Forgotten in Meg's mind was her earlier trepidation at
having sex with this young girl.  Just as she had done with her other
incredible sexual experiences these past few days, she cast all worries
aside and focused only on the great erotic pleasures that had so
unexpectedly entered her life.

But soon, Meg realized it was time to leave, and she told Katie so, with
great reluctance.  She felt she could have stayed locked in the embrace all
night.  Katie had a crestfallen look, seemingly near tears.  Meg tenderly
brushed a lock of Katie's hair from her forehead.  "What's the matter Katie?
  You seem so sad."

Katie sighed deeply, her eyes averted from Meg.  "I don't know...It's just
that this was so nice...".  The girl's voice broke with emotion.  "And I'll
probably never see you again."

Meg ran her fingers delicately over the girl's cheek.  "Hush.  Don't say
that...we can see each other again."

Katie's face brightened.  "We can?  Really?"

"Sure thing sweetie."

Katie looked uncertain.  "But how?  Where?"

Meg wasn't sure herself.  She considered the problem for a moment.
"Well...".  She paused, undecided.  "Maybe you could come and visit me at
the lake."

Katie grinned broadly.  "Oh Cool!  That would be awesome!  I'm only working
here for a few more days, than I'm taking the last couple of weeks of summer
off."  She paused and thought for a moment.  "I could borrow my Mom's car
and drive out to see you."

"That would be great Katie.  Maybe...maybe you could stay over some night."
It sounded wonderful, but she wondered how she would explain it to Justin.
Oddly, the same thought seemed to have crossed Katie's mind.

"Um...It'll seem kind of weird...I mean, with your son there.  Won't it?"

Meg nodded absently.  "We'll figure something out."

******

While Meg and Katie were making wild, lusty love to one another, Justin and
Blake were sitting side by side on the couch in Blake's living room.  The
television was on, but neither of them were paying any attention. Justin,
left alone while his mother went shopping, was eager to talk to the older
man.  They hadn't spoken since that eventful threesome three nights before.
And Blake was just as eager to talk to Justin.  Meg's reaction the next
morning had confused him and left him with trepidation over what would
happen next.  Meg had seemed accepting, yet confused, and uncertain.  He was
dying to know what, if anything, she had said to Justin.  Not knowing was
driving him crazy - he'd had trouble these last few days focusing on doing
business with his clients.

But Blake was now overcome with a sense of relief, as he and Justin sat
there chatting.  After considerable prompting, the boy had just revealed
that he and his mother had sex together two nights before.  This told Blake
a great deal.  Not only was Meg accepting of what had happened - she seemed
willing to go even further.

Blake picked up the television remote and turned down the volume.  He didn't
want to miss ANYTHING of what Justin was telling him.  He turned toward the
boy and looked at him intently.

"So tell me sport...did your Mom seem to LIKE what you and she did?  Did you
make her cum?"  He was trying to be casual about this, but his excitement
was growing as he heard himself ask the question.  He was aroused, and he
discretely adjusted his erection inside his shorts.

Justin took a big swallow of iced tea, placed the glass on the coffee table
in front of him, and smiled at the memory.  "She didn't at first," he said.
  He wiped his lips with the back of his hand.  "But she did when I stuck my
thing in her bum."

"Wow!"  Blake was amazed.  Not only did Justin and Meg have sex again, but
they had anal.  It was incredible!  "What all did you two talk about?"  He
could detect his voice shaking with his excitement.

Justin shrugged.  "I dunno.  Lots of things.  I guess she said something
about feeling weird about it."  He scratched his head in thought.  "And she
asked if I felt okay about it, and I said that I did.  I said I liked it."

"Did she ask about me?"

The boy nodded.  "Uh huh."  He cleared his throat and squirmed a bit,
suddenly uncomfortable.  "She asked if...if you and I had, you know...DONE
anything.  I mean, together."  He averted his eyes.  "I didn't know what to
say."

Blake smiled.  "That's okay kiddo." At least he HOPED it was okay.  "Anyway,
she already knows we'd been together.  I told her so."

Justin nodded.  "Yeah...it seemed like she already knew."  He reached for
his glass of iced tea, leaving a ring of condensation on the coffee table.
"Anyway, I said we...that we did it...you and me, I mean."  He was still
looking away awkwardly.  "She asked if I liked it, and I said I did."

The older man chuckled.  "You did okay Justin.  And by the way, I liked it
too."  He watched Justin shift position on the couch and discretely press
against his erection with a balled up fist.

The boy looked up at Blake and smiled with a boyish grin.  The two of them
sat in silence for a moment, and then Justin giggled.  "Oh yeah, something
else...she asked something about what I liked most about that night."  He
smiled shyly.  "I said I really liked seeing her pee."

Blake laughed.  "DID you now?  Oh my.  What did she say to THAT?"

Justin shrugged.  "She didn't say much.  Something about it being
interesting.  And she said that maybe she could do it again for me."

Blake arched an eyebrow, and sat in silent astonishment, his erection now
throbbing painfully in his shorts.  Both Justin AND Meg were expressing
interest in one of his wildest kinks.  This was beyond his wildest dreams.
He watched as Justin drained his glass.  An erotic, nasty thought crept into
his mind.  He cleared his throat nervously.  "You know Justin," he said
casually.  "I'm really into pee too.  But not just with women.  It would
excite me to watch you pee too."

"It would?"

"Yup.  In fact, it would be really hot if you'd pee ON me."

"Really?  Do people do that?"  Justin's eyes were wide as he looked at Blake
with heightened interest.

"They sure do.  He touched the boy tenderly on his hand.  "Come on to the
bedroom.  I can show you."

******

Blake lay naked, spread-eagled on the bed, licking his lips with
anticipation.  Justin knelt over him, straddling one of the older man's
muscular thighs.  He held his semi-hard cock in his fingertips.  "Like
this?" he asked shyly.

"That's perfect Justin.  Pee on my cock."  The older man looked on with
growing lust as the boy frowned with concentration.  He could see the
youth's tummy muscles flexing, and his little cock twitching, as Justin
strained to release his bladder.  Blake's cock was standing proudly erect,
only inches from the boy's smaller prick.

The boy grimaced.  "I have to go, I really do.  But it's not coming out."

"That's okay sport.  Take your time."

Justin grunted, and released a short spurt of pee that landed with a splash
on Blake's cock and tight stomach.  He giggled and looked at Blake.  "Is
that okay?"

Blake's cock twitched.  "Mmm...perfect!  Just like that.  Do it again
kiddo."

Justin grunted again, and soon golden, sparkling urine was splashing in a
hard steady stream onto Blake's erection.  His cock pulsated with his
arousal, as the warm piss bathed his naked body.  Justin giggled as he aimed
the stream up and down Blake's steely shaft.

"Oh God, I love that Justin!  But come closer - pee on my chest and my neck
too."

Justin inched forward on his knees, still straddling the man's prone body.
His naked butt cheeks brushed against Blake's cock, as the stream of piss
splashed off his muscular, hairy chest and neck.  As the pungent smell of
the warm urine wafted through the bedroom, Blake snaked a hand down to his
groin and began stroking his erection.

"On my face!"

"Your face?"  Justin seemed taken aback by the request.

"Yes!"

Justin aimed his now slowing stream higher, and it splashed off Blake's
chin.  He grabbed the boy's ass cheeks and pulled him forward.  He opened
his mouth, and let the golden liquid gush inside.  He reveled in the salty,
erotic taste, and considered swallowing it, but instead let the tangy liquid
trickle out of the corner of his mouth, washing over his cheek and neck.

He pulled Justin further forward, and took the boy's cock, still dribbling a
slowing stream of piss, into his eager, sucking mouth.  The boy closed his
eyes and moaned as he fed his growing cock into the man's warm, wet mouth.
Blake slurped on the stiffening shaft eagerly, licking away the residue of
urine, and replacing it with a shiny layer of saliva.

He released the cock from his mouth briefly.  "Did you like that Justin?"

"Yeah...that was cool!"

"Mmm.  I liked it too.  Would you like me to pee on you?"

Justin looked down and pursed his lips in thought, then shrugged.  He seemed
wracked with indecision, and Blake watched, silently, as the wheels turned.
Finally, he responded.  "Sure, why not?  Do you want me to get on the bed?"

"Nope...you can stay right there.  I'll pee on your butt."

Justin giggled merrily.  "Okay."

Actually Blake wasn't sure if he could piss at all - his hardon was raging,
and unlike some men, he had trouble urinating with an erection.  On the
other hand, the pressure in his bladder was intense.  Maybe he could do it
after all.  He concentrated as he idly ran his tongue around the swollen
head of Justin's cock, and soon a few squirts of piss were released,
followed by a steady, forceful stream.  His cock was in perfect position,
and the golden arc of piss splashed all over Justin's lower back and smooth
butt cheeks.  He spread the boy's ass open with his hands, and pissed into
his butt crack, feeling the urine splash down on his own chest.

Justin giggled.  "It's warm."

"Yep.  Feels good hey?"

"Yeah...but kinda weird.  Can you lick me some more?"

Blake nodded, and took Justin's cock back between his warm lips, suckling
the hard cock, running his wet tongue expertly along the shaft and the head.
   As his urine stream subsided, he took his fingertips and ran them along
the crack of Justin's ass, rubbing the warm piss into the boy's smooth,
tender skin.  He looked up, and the boy's eyes were closed, his mouth agape,
clearly enjoying the sensation.

Blake continued to suck the boy's throbbing erection with hollow cheeks, and
eagerly ran his fingers over the boy's delightfully smooth ass.  After
awhile, he drew the tip of his index finger down the butt crack, and traced
it in a lazy circle over the boy's puckered asshole.

Justin moaned softly.  Encouraged by his response to this new stimulation,
Blake pressed the tip of his finger against the hot, tight hole.  Before
Justin could protest, he wriggled the finger, slippery with urine, up and
inside the boy's ass up to the first knuckle.

Justin gasped and bucked his hips, pulling away from the probing finger.
But Blake was persistent.  He pushed it deeper inside and wiggled it around,
all the while sucking the boy's cock.  He felt the youth's sphincter relax,
and soon his finger was deeply embedded.

"Does that feel nice kiddo?"

"Um, not sure."

"Tell you what...why don't you get on your hands and knees and we'll try in
a different position?"

The boy looked doubtful and uncertain, but after a moment he nodded and
reluctantly pulled his cock out of the man's mouth.  He knelt on the bed
next to Blake and looked at him with a questioning look on his face.

"It's okay Justin.  You'll like it.  You'll see."

Justin nodded, and got on his hands and knees, his cock bouncing and bobbing
beneath him.  Blake rolled over and reached toward the nightstand.   He
grabbed a jar of Vaseline, and then knelt behind the boy.  He admired the
boy's smooth, muscular asscheeks.  They were pale where they were normally
covered by his swim trunks, in sharp contrast to the rich, dark tan that
covered the rest of his body.  The tiny, hairless asshole peeked out
invitingly from between the butt-cheeks.

"You have a really pretty ass Justin."

"I do?"

"Yep.  I sure would like to lick it."

Justin giggled.  "Okay."

And so Blake leaned forward, and touched the tip of his tongue to the
youth's puckered asshole.  Justin moaned and spread his legs, as Blake
tasted the saltiness of Justin's sweat and his own urine.  He formed his
tongue into a point, and licked and probed the dark, forbidden hole.  The
boy squirmed at the sensation, moaning softly.

"I like that Blake."

The man smiled.  "It feels good doesn't it?  Would you like me to stick my
finger in again?"

"Okay."

Blake opened the Vaseline jar and smeared a glob of the slippery jelly on
his fingers.  He pressed a greased index finger against Justin's tight,
puckered asshole, and pushed slowly, inserting it up to the first knuckle.
Justin clenched his asshole and grunted.

"How's that feel Justin?"

"Kinda weird Blake...but it's okay."

"Good...now relax.  I'm going to push it deeper.  It will feel REALLY nice
in a second."  He pushed the finger past the second knuckle, feeling
Justin's rectum squeezing against it.  "Mmm," he said.  "Your ass is nice
and tight - I can't wait until my cock is inside there."  He pulled the
finger out slowly, then pushed it back in.

"Your cock?"

Blake slid his finger back and forth, and the boy moaned softly.  "Yes.
Would you like me to fuck you in the ass like you did to me the other day?
Like you did to your Mom?"

"I don't know Blake," Justin replied nervously.  "Will it hurt?"

"Just a little at first, but then it will feel real good.  I'll be careful
okay sport?"

"Umm...okay, I guess."

Blake's cock was throbbing, almost painfully.  He couldn't believe his could
fortune.  He was about to fuck this boy's virgin asshole!  He quickly
smeared Vaseline all over his cock, whispering soothingly to the boy as he
did so.  His cock was deep red and trembling in his fingers as he rubbed the
grease along its entire length.  He knelt behind the boy, and caressed his
round ass cheeks.  He could tell that the boy was tense and nervous, but
slowly, gradually, he sensed him relaxing.

He moved into position, and carefully pressed the oily cockhead against
Justin's tight puckered asshole.  He had to resist the powerful urge to
thrust immediately - it was important that he go slow and easy.  For maybe
the first time in his life, Blake was glad that his cock was no more than
average in length and girth.  Much bigger, and there was no way that
Justin's virgin asshole would accept it.

"Justin?"

"Yes?"  The boy's voice was soft and shaking - he almost seemed frightened.

"I'm going to do this VERY slowly okay?  It'll hurt a little at first, but
you tell me if it hurts too much.  After it goes in, it'll feel good."

"Okay Blake."

"Just relax okay?"

"I'll try."

"Atta boy."  Blake reached underneath Justin, and caressed the boy's cock
with his oily, lubricated hand.  He was glad to find that Justin was still
erect and excited.  He felt the smooth cock trembling and twitching in his
fingers.

Now ready to mount the boy, he held his cock in his other hand, positioned
it against the boy's bumhole, and pushed, very gently and very slowly, until
the head of his prick entered the dark recesses of Justin's ass.   The boy
gasped sharply, and Blake whispered to him to relax.  He slid his fingers
slowly along the shaft of the boy's erection, and Justin began to buck his
hips slowly in rhythm with the older man's caress.  In doing so, he forced
Blake's cockhead a bit deeper, until it was completely embedded in his
stretched asshole.

'So far, so good,' thought Blake to himself.  He began jacking off Justin a
bit more vigorously, and the boy responded, wiggling his hips.  Justin's
cock was pulsating in his slippery hand, and Blake could feel the boy's
sphincter squeezing his cockhead, drawing him deeper inside.

Before either of them realized it, Blake's cock was halfway inside Justin's
incredibly tight, warm rectum.  "OUCH!" Justin protested.  "That hurts
Blake."  Blake felt the boy's ass tighten, trying to expel the invading
cock.

"Sorry kiddo.  Let me just stay still for a sec, 'til you get used to it."
He circled his fingers around the boy's steely erection and slid them back
and forth, maintaining a slow, steady rhythm.  With his other hand, he
caressed the boy's smooth asscheeks.  Justin groaned, and Blake felt the
asshole loosening, welcoming his cock once again.  He pushed gently, and in
one smooth motion, he buried himself to the hilt.  The boy yelped softly,
but it was less from pain than surprise.

"Mmm, your ass is so nice," sighed Blake.  "How does that feel kiddo?"

"Okay...okay Blake...kind of weird."  His voice betrayed both apprehension
and arousal.  "I don't know if you should go any farther in though okay?"

Blake smiled.  "I'm as far as I can go Justin - it's all the way in."

"It is?"

"Mmm hmm.  And it feels wonderful."  Blake was beside himself with lust.
The boy's virgin asshole was so incredibly tight, squeezing and massaging
his oiled shaft.  He began to slide in and out, fucking the boy slowly and
gently.  And the boy responded - he bucked his hips back and forth in unison
with the older man's thrusts.  He moaned softly, obviously enjoying this
newfound stimulation.

"Oh God, this feels good," groaned Blake.  "Do you like it Justin?"

"Mmm, yeah," came the boy's breathless reply.  "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Blake fucked the boy with a little more vigor, but still gently.  He knew
that there was no way in hell he was going to be able to prevent himself
from cumming quickly.  He wanted the two of them to come together, so he
increased the pace of his pumping the boy's cock.

"Ooh, that feels good Blake," sighed the boy.  "I LIKE that."  He was
meeting Blake stroke for stroke, bucking his hips obscenely back and forth.
Blake's prick slid smoothly and easily in and out of the hot bumhole, as he
pumped his fingers up and down the youngster's throbbing prick.  They were
both moaning and breathless.

"Mmm, just like that Blake!" Justin cried out.  "Mmm, yeah...yes!"

Blake's fist was a blur on the boy's prick.  Suddenly, Justin cried out
loudly.  His entire body tensed, and he began bucking violently as he
ejaculated.  Blake felt the warmth of the boy's cum coating his hand,
lubricating the cock even further.  And the excitement of the boy's orgasm
had an effect on Blake, and he was coming too, deep inside Justin's hot ass.
  His prick throbbed and spasmed as a hot load of semen squirted into the
depths of the youngster's ass.

They cried out again and again in unison, their bodies bucking and writhing
in wanton abandon as they came.  Blake's sperm further lubricated his cock,
and it now made a liquid slapping sound as it plunged in and out of the
boy's stretched asshole.  And all the while, he pumped his fist back and
forth along Justin's smooth, shiny cock, as the boy's cock squirted cum
again and again onto the bedspread beneath him.

And finally, the two of them collapsed in a sweaty heap, as Blake's
semi-hard cock popped out of the boy's asshole.  They lay there together,
panting and heaving.  Blake sighed contentedly.  Damn, that was incredible,
he thought.  He had now fucked two virgin assholes in three days, and a
mother and son combination to boot!

After awhile, Justin announced that he'd better get home. "My Mom should be
back from shopping," he said.  "I don't want her to worry about me."

"Okay kiddo.  Let's get cleaned up."

******

Meg woke up the next morning to a wet and windy day.  She yawned and
stretched, cozy inside the sheets.  Her mind drifted back to the day before,
to her incredible, first-ever lesbian experience.  God, Katie was so hot!
She had no idea such pleasure could be had at the hands of another woman (or
a girl).

She looked out the window.  Raindrops were splashing against the glass -
what a dreary day.  She decided she'd need to do without her customary
morning swim, so she just laid there for awhile, staring at the ceiling and
thinking.  She could hear the sound of the television - Justin was up.
Unfortunately, he was already in bed when she got home the night before.
Anxious to see him, to wish him a good morning, she hopped out of bed,
deciding she would make him a nice, hearty breakfast.

*****

Meg stood in front of the stove.  Inexplicably, she found that her mind was
doing flip-flops.  Perhaps the rain was altering her mood.  Once again, she
was having trouble coming to grips with the fact that her relationship with
Justin had changed in profound ways, in a way that was very different than
other mothers and sons.  The last few days, she felt her acceptance of the
situation was growing.  But today she was wracked with guilt, and there was
no getting around it.  But at the same time, her newfound sexual freedom was
overwhelmingly exciting.  How could she deny her physical needs?

And what about yesterday's experience with the young girl Katie?  It has
seemed SO right at the time.  Now, though, she wasn't sure...

She was equally tormented by her feelings for Blake.  These last few days
had been emotionally exhausting, and he was at the center of it all.  Here
was a strong, virile man, attractive, a great sense of humor - all things
that had been absent in her failed marriage.  She almost felt that she was
falling in love with him.

On the other hand, he had seduced her teenage son.  And he had seduced her.
How could she love such a man?

She cracked a couple of eggs into the cast iron skillet and threw the empty
shells into the sink with frustration.  Dammit!

*****

She and Justin spent the rest of the day together.  She felt that today it
would be best to be the mother she had always been.  She and Justin played
scrabble for a while...she even joined him on his computer to play a few
video games.  All in all, it was a good day, a day shared with her son.

But that night, she couldn't sleep.  She tossed and turned, naked beneath
the cotton sheets.  Now, in the darkness of her room, she found herself
thinking of Justin not as a mother, but as a lover.  And she thought of
Katie.  Katie's creamy pussy, Justin's hard cock...but always her thoughts
returned to Blake.

She lay there in the darkness, listening to the night sounds filtering
through the open bedroom window.  Somewhere out there in the forest, an owl
hooted.  She heard the faint sound of Justin coughing over in his bedroom.
The rain had ended, but she could her the water still dripping off the
trees.

Meg rolled over onto back and stared into the darkness.  She ran her
fingertips idly over her stomach, ran them up along her ribcage, along the
sides of her lolling breasts.  God, she was horny!  She needed to cum,
preferably while being fucked.  She toyed with the idea of visiting Justin
in his bed, but shook it off.  Best to let him sleep.  She wished Blake were
here...

She caressed her nipples, feeling them harden between her fingertips.  Her
pussy was tingling.  She began to glide her hands down her stomach, but then
pulled them away in angry frustration.  She wanted to cum, but not by her
own hand.  She needed to be fucked!  She threw the sheet off of her, grabbed
her cell phone from the nightstand, and tiptoed down the hall, in search of
the little slip of paper bearing Blake's number.

After rummaging through the kitchen drawer, she found it and smiled
triumphantly.  She punched the seven digits with trembling fingers.  The
phone rang five times, then six.  Maybe she should hang up...this was crazy!
  But just as she was about to disconnect, she heard Blake's sleepy voice.
"Hello?"

She paused, uncertain.  "Hello?" Blake asked again.

Meg cleared her throat nervously.  "Blake...it's Meg."

"Meg!  How are you?  Um, is anything wrong?"

"No.  I'm...I'm sorry I'm calling so late.  It's just that...".  She giggled
nervously.  "I'm horny.  Can I come over?"

*****

Blake opened the door, wearing a bathrobe and a big grin.  "Come on in Meg,"
he said with amusement.  "If you're horny, you've come to the right place."

Meg entered the familiar, cozy living room, and Blake closed the door behind
her.  She spun around, and the two of them faced each other, Meg smiling
nervously.  She shifted her weight from foot to foot, and gazed shyly up
into Blake's eyes.  What should she say?  Unthinking, impetuous in her
horniness, she heard herself blurt out:  "I need to be fucked Blake."

Blake was taken aback by her boldness, but he watched with growing interest
and desire as she pulled her tee shirt up and over her head.  She unzipped
her shorts, and let them fall down her long, tanned legs.  She wore no bra
or panties, and she stood there nude in front of Blake, and allowed his
appreciative eyes to roam up and down her nude body.  Blake untied the belt
of his robe, and let it fall to his feet.  Meg's eyes were drawn to his
cock, rising before her very eyes.

Without speaking, they fell into each other's arms and kissed each other
deeply, their hands roaming over each other's naked bodies.  Meg pushed her
breasts against Blake's muscular chest and shoved her tongue deeply into his
warm, sucking mouth.  Their tongues danced against each other hungrily,
until Meg finally broke off the kiss with a breathless gasp.  She ground her
pelvis against his thigh and moaned.  Blake's steely erection was throbbing
against her stomach.

"God, I've missed you," Meg whispered.  She desired him with every inch of
her being.  But there was something she needed to say first.  She needed to
clear the air with him.  She pulled subtly away from him and looked into his
eyes.  She swallowed nervously and sighed.

"I was angry with you Blake."

He nodded.  "I know.  Are you still mad?"  He ran his fingers like a comb
through her silky brown hair.

She looked away and smiled ruefully.  "Sometimes I am, and sometimes I'm
not.  Now, I'm not."

He stood silently, caressing her hair, and let her continue.  "I think what
you did was wrong, and at first I was furious at you.  But now, after these
last few days, I think I understand.  And sometimes...sometimes I don't feel
that it's so wrong."

Blake put his strong hands on her shoulders, and massaged her tenderly.  Meg
could feel herself melting under his touch.  She let herself fall against
his strong chest, and she felt tears stinging her eyes.

"I had sex...with...with Justin again," she said haltingly.  "And I enjoyed
it."  Her chest heaved, and she cried lightly as Blake drew her close.  "I'm
a terrible mother," she sobbed.

He nuzzled her sweet, perfumed hair and whispered to her comfortingly.
"Shhh.  It's okay Meg.  Don't be hard on yourself."

Meg sniffed.  It was like a huge weight was lifted from her shoulders.
Revealing her shame, and telling Blake her secret thoughts and desires was
having a therapeutic effect.

Blake continued.  "Having sex with him doesn't mean you're a bad person Meg.
  I've seen Justin since that night.  HE doesn't think you're a terrible
mother."

Meg nodded against Blake's shoulder.  "I know he doesn't."  She snuggled
against him even closer, feeling his warmth envelop her and permeate her
naked body.  His erection was pressed against her groin, and she rubbed
against it, stimulating herself.   She needed him so bad, but she wanted to
finish what she had to say.  "I'm going to have sex with him again.  I know
that now.  I...I want to have sex with BOTH of you again."

Blake closed his eyes and sighed with relief.  This was working out better
than he had ever hoped it would.  She drew away and looked him in the eyes
again.  "I think it's because I trust you to be good to us Blake.  Do you
understand?"

He nodded, as she continued.  She looked away doubtfully, licked her lips,
and then brought her eyes to his again.  "I think I'm falling for you
Blake."

He was taken aback.  His eyes widened with shock.  This was incredible,
unexpected, and much more than he had bargained for.  He didn't know what to
say.  But as he looked into her big brown eyes, he felt an unfamiliar
emotion welling up inside him.  This WAS turning into something more than he
had planned for, but that wasn't a bad thing.  It was pleasant, VERY
pleasant.  A couple of weeks before, he had set out with a plan to get into
this woman's pants, and nothing more.  But since then, he now realized,
something more had happened.  He liked her...he liked her a LOT.  She was
witty and pretty, his equal in intelligence...and he even liked Justin.

Her gaze was boring into him, her big eyes bright and shiny.  He gulped.  He
didn't know what to say, and then he just decided to acknowledge what he
felt.  "I think I'm falling for you too Meg."

They stared at one another, a long intense stare.  And then a smile played
at the corner of Blake's lips, and she smiled back, a broad, happy smile.
And then they laughed merrily, and she pressed against him, and they kissed
deeply and passionately, their hands roaming over one another with urgency
and abandon.  They pressed against one another, she pushing her groin
against his powerful erection.

"God, I want you so bad!  I need it now!" she gasped.

"Let's go to the bedroom."

"No!  Now.  Right here on the carpet."

Blake chuckled, and the two of them sank into the deep, plush rug that
covered the living room floor.  They kissed briefly, but passionately, and
Blake nuzzled the nape of her neck.  He pecked the soft, tender skin
delicately with his lips.

"God, I can't wait Blake," Meg groaned.  "No foreplay necessary."  She
paused, her breasts heaving with passion.  "In fact, THIS is how I want it."
  And before Blake knew what was happening, Meg flipped over onto her
stomach.

"From behind?"

"In my ass."

"Oh my," he groaned.  His interest had perked up a notch.

She sprawled out, spread her legs wide and tilted her shapely ass toward the
ceiling, in clear invitation to him.  He knelt on the floor behind her,
admiring her round, firm butt cheeks, the tight puckered hole winking out
from between them.  He leaned forward, and touched his tongue to her
asshole.

She squealed at the sensation, reached her hand beneath her and began
frigging her wet pussy.  "Oh yes," she gasped.  "God how I love that!" Blake
lapped at her tight, musky hole with his long tongue, coating it with his
saliva, and soon her fingers were a blur as she masturbated herself.

Meg was unbearably horny.  The touch of Blake's tongue on her ass was
delicious - until he had first put his mouth there a few days earlier, she
hadn't dreamed that her asshole could be such an erogenous zone. But she
wanted more!  And Blake seemed to want it too, for he pulled away, and soon,
Meg sensed him kneeling behind her, ready to mount her.

Blake spit on his fingers and rubbed them over his swollen cockhead,
lubricating it.  He wedged it against Meg's slippery, tight asshole and
paused.  "Do you want me to fuck you Meg?" he asked slyly.

"God yes!" she gasped.  "I NEED it!"

Blake pushed forward, and the length of his prick entered her hot, dark
hole, inch by glorious inch.  Meg screamed at the exquisite mix of pain and
pleasure, and her sphincter squeezed him like a vise.  He was afraid he was
going to cum before he even started, and he paused with his cock only half
buried in her ass.  But Meg bucked her hips upward, and impaled herself on
his erection.  Blake grit his teeth and moaned.  He nearly had an orgasm
right then and there, but the moment passed, and soon he was able to begin
ass fucking her.

He fucked her asshole forcefully, harder than he had ever fucked anyone
before.  He was afraid he would hurt her, but the harder he fucked her, the
more she moaned with pleasure.  He drove Meg deeply into the carpeting, and
they fucked each other like savage beasts, sweating profusely and crying out
with passion.  Meg's fingers snaked beneath her and she manipulated her
swollen, slippery clit as Blake thrust deeply into her rectum, and soon she
could feel her orgasm approaching.

"Oh yes, oh yes, OH GOD YES!" she screamed.  "FUCK MY ASS BLAKE!"

And that scream of passion set Blake off.  He groaned loudly, and plunged
his cock as deep as he could and held it there.  His throbbing pulsating
prick fired spurt after spurt of hot molten cum deep inside her, and all the
while she writhed and convulsed in a violent frenzy beneath him.  She
screamed like a wild animal, urging him to fuck her, to fuck her as hard as
he could.  She thrust her ass against him as he pounded into her.  They used
each other to get themselves off.

Their mutual orgasm gradually subsided in intensity, and the two lovers
gradually came back to earth, flushed and sweating after their exertion.
Blake's cock softened inside Meg's warm, tight asshole as he hugged her
tightly.  Meg was weeping softly from the physical and emotional release of
her orgasm.

"My God," she whispered.  "I don't know what's come over me...every time
I've cum these last few days, it's harder than the last."

Blake chuckled softly.  "Nothing wrong with that Meg."

"No, I guess not," she replied.  "It's just that I guess I hadn't realized
how sex-starved I've become these last few years."

"Well, hopefully I've cured that."  He brushed his fingers over her
sweat-matted hair, pulling it from her eyes.  The two of them lay
comfortably, nestled like spoons.  Blake's soft cock was still wedged inside
her warm, clinging asshole.

Meg was sore, but it had been worth it.  God, if only she could have Blake
to fuck every day!  On the other hand, why not?  After all, he lived only a
short walk away.  But she frowned when she remembered that the summer was
fast coming to an end.  Soon, she'd have to go back to the city to start
another school year.  She was going to lose Blake.  And worst of all, she'd
lose Justin to her ex-husband yet again.  But she brushed aside the thought
fiercely.  There were still a couple of weeks left to the summer, and she
intended to enjoy them to the fullest.  Blake and Justin...and Katie!  She
had almost forgotten.  The girl was scheduled to come on Saturday.  Only a
few days away!  Would she keep her promise?

She nestled against Blake's warm body as she thought about the girl.  She
hadn't figured out yet what she was going to tell Justin about Katie.  Or
what she would tell Blake for that matter.  She really ought to tell them.
For one thing, she had to let them know that it was critical that they not
tell the girl about the special relationship she and Justin and Blake
shared.  She had already told Katie about Blake - no harm there.  But it
wouldn't do if Katie knew about the incestuous relationship Meg was having
with Justin.  God that would be a disaster!  What if Katie were to find out
and tell someone about it?

Well, she ought to tell Blake at least.  It would be a bit embarrassing to
reveal such a secret thing.  But still...She cleared her throat and began:
"You wanna know something?"

"Hmmm?  What is it?"

"I'm getting company on Saturday.  At least, I HOPE I am."

"You are?  Who?"

"A girl I met at the mall."  And she told Blake everything.  About meeting
Katie for the second time in the swimsuit store.  About how they had flirted
with one another.  About the incredible sex she and the girl had shared.
And about how they made plans to get together this coming weekend.

Blake was speechless.  His cock, still nestled inside Meg's warm asshole,
was getting hard again.  "My God Meg...that's incredible!  Have you ever had
sex with another woman before?"

Meg shook her head.  "No.  I mean, I guess I've sort of thought about what
it would be like, but I never thought I would actually DO it.   It's just
that she was so sexy, so sweet...it felt right."  She paused, suddenly
overcome with embarrassment, but then continued haltingly.  "I...I guess I'm
feeling a little guilty though.  She's very young."

Blake circled his arms around her in a big bear hug.  "I wouldn't worry
about it Meg.  Besides, it sounds like SHE seduced YOU."  They lay silent
while Blake digested this revelation.  Meg was amazing - one surprise after
another.  What a hot, sexy woman!

After a few moments passed, Meg continued.  "I'm not sure how this is going
to work this weekend.  I haven't told Justin about Katie.  I don't want him
to know.  And I certainly haven't told her about Justin."  She moaned with
despair.  "God, it would be a disaster if she found out."  She pushed the
thought aside and continued playfully.  "I DID tell her a bit about you
though."

"Hmmm.  Interesting...what did you say?"

"Never mind," she replied with a giggle.  Then a cloud came over her face.
"I'm just a little worried she won't come.  She hasn't called yet."

"Don't worry - she will.  Heck, Saturday's still a couple of days away."  He
fondled her tits in an attempt to take her mind off her worries.  "So, what
are you going to do until then?" he asked slyly.

She smiled.  "I'm gonna fuck."

Blake laughed.  "Well, you and Justin COULD stop by tomorrow you know."

Meg looked back at him and winked.  "Yes...we could at that.  Which reminds
me," she continued.  "Justin said something about movies on your computer.
When are you gonna show them to ME?"

He winked back at her.  "Tomorrow."

*****

Meg and Justin arrived at Blake's cabin late in the afternoon the next day.
Meg was brimming with nervous excitement.  From what Justin had described,
she was in for a real treat with these movies.  But that wasn't the half of
it.  For the first time since that eventful night nearly a week before, the
three of them would be having sex together again.  She was certain of it.

"Okay Meg," Blake announced.  "You get the center chair.  The place of
honor."  He chuckled with amusement, as Meg plopped herself down eagerly.
Blake had arranged three chairs in front of his computer monitor.  He took
the seat to Meg's left, reached across her, and with a few mouse clicks, he
called up the media player.

To Meg, watching the movie clips was like a revelation.  She had learned so
much about her own sexuality this past week, and about the kinky, previously
unimagined side of sex in general.  But some of the things she saw on the
videos rocked her imagination.  One clip, in particular, made her pussy
tingle and pulsate.  A black man was sitting in a big armchair.  A pretty
blond girl with a tattoo of a snake on her left breast was sitting on him,
facing away from him, and the man was fucking her in the ass.  Her
impossibly long legs were spread wide open, revealing a shaved pussy, and
clearly showing the man's thick shiny cock sliding obscenely in and out of
her gaping asshole.  A shorthaired Asian girl with small breasts leaned in
between the blonde's legs, and lapped away at her pussy.  The blonde's low
moans revealed the intense pleasure she was getting out of the experience.

Meg was flabbergasted.  She just wished the video were larger.  It was
filling only about a quarter of the computer screen.  She was about to ask
Blake if he could make it any bigger, when the Asian girl began to slide her
tongue along the man's cock as it entered the blonde's asshole.

"Oh my god," said Meg with a low, husky voice.  "Now THAT looks
interesting."

Meg was startled by Justin's voiced agreement to her right.  She was so
enraptured by the erotic video that she had forgotten all about him.  She
gave him a sideways look, but he was completely focused on the movie -
obviously it was having as much of an effect on him as it was on her.  She
looked discreetly at his lap.  The bulge in his shorts revealed his
excitement.   Her hand unconsciously crept toward her groin.  She dipped her
fingers beneath the tight waistband of her cut-offs, and brushed them
through her soft pubic hair.

Blake smiled at their reaction.  "Yup, it IS hot," he agreed.  "But wait -
it gets even better."  He lifted a finger.  "Right about...now!"

Meg watched in amazement.  Without warning, a short spurt of pee streamed
from between the blonde's pussy lips, and splashed onto the Asian girl's
face.  It subsided a bit, and dribbled out, bathing her pussy, asshole, and
the man's swollen prick with golden liquid.  All the while, the girl kept
licking.  After a moment, another spurt of pee appeared, followed by a
steady stream of the golden urine.  The Asian girl stopped giving her tongue
bath to the man's prick, and opened her mouth wide, taking the pee inside.

Meg's jaw dropped.  "Oh God...oh my god...that is sooo wild!"

"Mmm hmm," agreed Blake.  "That's one of the best in my collection.  It's
got a lot of my favorite things - anal, watersports, ass to mouth...".  He
paused, watching Meg's reaction.  Her eyes were glued to the computer
monitor - she was utterly taken by the videos she was seeing.  He noticed
that her lips were parted, and her breathing was quickening.  Her breasts
were pushing against her tight tee shirt, and bumps formed where the erect
nipples poked against the thin fabric.  Her legs were spread slightly, and
her fingers were inside her shorts.

"What do you mean - ass to mouth?"  Meg asked.

"When a guy fucks a girl in the ass, and then puts his cock in her
mouth...or another girl's mouth."

"Oh my."

A couple of mouse clicks, and Blake had another video running.  This showed
a man licking a woman's erect clit, while she released a heavy stream of
piss against his chin.   The short video finished, and soon another one was
playing.   In this one, a man was lying on his back on a bed, while a
slightly overweight woman squatted above his large cock.  He released a pee
stream, which soaked her pussy as she suspended it above him.  Soon, she
eased down, and the cock, still with a golden stream of piss arching upward,
entered her pussy.

"Oh wow!" exclaimed Meg breathlessly.  "I wonder what THAT feels like?"

"It feels great!"  He grinned.  "Trust me...I've tried it."

"Hmm.  Really?"  God, she was horny.  She exchanged a shy, sidelong glance
with Blake, and then looked out of the corner of her eye to her right, at
Justin.  She unzipped her shorts and pushed them down her legs, exposing her
bush to their appreciative stares.  She spread her legs wide, and brazenly
began rubbing her pussy lips.

"Yep...it's a lot of fun, let me tell 'ya," continued Blake.  He looked
across Meg at Justin and winked.  The boy grinned, and then lowered his eyes
to watch his mother frig herself.  Blake watched him begin to rub the bulge
in his groin.

Blake chuckled.  "Speaking of which...".  He pointed to the water bottle on
the desk in front of them.  "Maybe you should take another swig of water."

"Hmmm, if I didn't know better, I'd say you're trying to make me have to
pee."  But she didn't protest further.  She took a long pull from the
bottle, smacked her lips, and then resumed absently rubbing between her
legs.  "And anyway, I ALREADY have to go."

"Oooh," said Blake.  "I like the sounds of that.  And I have to go too.  How
'bout you Justin?"  The boy smiled and nodded.

"Oh God," groaned Meg.  "This could get interesting, couldn't it?"  And she
was ready for ANYTHING by this point.  ANYTHING.  The videos were blowing
her mind.  Her pussy was tingling, her inhibitions were rapidly fading, and
she felt half-crazed with lust.  She leaned back in her chair, legs askew,
fully aware of Blake and Justin's appreciative, leering eyes.  She welcomed
their stares, flaunting her body proudly to them.  She drew a finger
teasingly along her pink, swollen vagina, smearing her juices until her
pussy was glistening and shiny.

She watched the next video clip through glazed eyes and spread her legs as
wide as she could.  She was dimly aware of Blake's strong hands lifting her
tee shirt up and over her breasts.  He brought his lips to an erect rubbery
nipple, and Justin did the same to the other nipple.  They suckled her
sensitive breasts as she arched her back and masturbated.

Blake paused for a moment and whispered into her ear.  "So Meg...do you
REALLY have to pee?"

She nodded.  Her bladder was aching and full, the sensation at once
intermingling and contrasting with the horny fire in her pussy.

"C'mon...let's the three of us go to the bedroom."

Meg reluctantly removed her fingers from her pussy as Blake took her by the
hand and coaxed her from the chair.  Justin was still sucking fiercely on
her nipple as she got unsteadily to her feet.  She ran her hands through his
hair tenderly, noticing the bulge in his shorts as she did so.  Her entire
body was tingling with excitement.  Soon, she was going to have both of her
lovers.

The three of them entered the dimly lit bedroom, and Meg watched with
curiosity as Blake strode to his dresser, pulled a plastic-wrapped square
out of a drawer, and tore open the package.  It was a brand new shower
curtain liner of all things.  She started questioning him, but he pulled
back the bedcovers, including the bottom sheet, laid the plastic liner on
the mattress, and drew the sheet back over.  She giggled with understanding.
  "It looks like you have something in mind," she observed.

Blake laughed.  "Yup.  Something wet."

The three of them quickly stripped off their remaining clothes, and then
Blake motioned Meg to get on the bed.  She lay down on her back, legs
spread, and watched with anticipation as her lovers joined her.  Both of
them had strong erections, especially Justin.  His cock was standing proudly
stiff at an angle from his body.

Blake curled up next to her and nuzzled and sucked at her earlobe, and
Justin brought his face to her breast.  He soon was noisily suckling at an
erect nipple while she ran her fingers through his brown hair, cooing and
purring.  She closed her eyes, soaking up the attention being paid to her
sensitive body.  She arched her back and moaned, feeding her nipple to her
son.

Blake moved his attention to her neck, then licked and kissed his way past
her breasts.  He trailed his tongue slowly, teasingly down her flat tummy,
and then got into position between her spread legs.  Her musky feminine
aroma filled his nostrils, and he lowered his mouth to her juicy cunt lips.

"Oh God yesss!" she hissed through clenched teeth.  "LICK ME!"

Blake's tongue expertly lapped at Meg's succulent pussy lips, exploring
every fold and crevice, letting her juices wash over his tongue.  Meg
thrashed and squirmed, her hips making a sinuous dance on the mattress.
After a few minutes, he paused.  It was time.

"Do it Meg!  Pee while I lick you."

"Oh God, I don't know if I can," she gasped.

"Yes you can...pee on my face."

Meg's bladder WAS aching - she desperately needed to go.  It was just so
intimidating doing such a private, revealing thing in front of them.  But in
a way, it excited her.  She closed her eyes and concentrated.  She tried to
cast aside for the moment the wonderful sensation of Blake's mouth probing
her pussy, and focused on her full bladder.  She grunted, and a small
dribble of golden urine seeped from her urethra, soaking her cunt lips,
dampening the sheet beneath her.

Blake watched, fascinated, as Meg strained to pee.  Her face was a mask of
concentration as her stomach muscles flexed and undulated and her pussy lips
contracted and expanded.  Finally, with a moan of relief, a steady stream of
urine splashed onto her inner thigh, then onto the sheet between her legs.
A fan-shaped wet spot spread outward.  Blake eagerly moved closer, letting
the hot spray of piss splash against his face.  Then he lowered his mouth to
her peeing pussy and began to flutter his tongue against her clit, letting
the golden stream soak his chin and neck.  Her sexy, pungent smell filled
the air.

Meg moaned with a combination of pleasure and relief.  "Oh...oh
god...yes...uh...uh...UH...UH," she gasped as Blake eagerly lapped at her
pee covered pussy.  It felt so nasty and kinky - being stimulated while
peeing like this.  Who could have thought that this could be so erotic?

Justin was watching raptly, his attention momentarily diverted from his
mother's tits.  As Blake sucked Meg's pussy, he watched as the boy begin to
idly fondle his hard cock, squeezing and rubbing the smooth shaft.  But
soon, it appeared, the boy decided he wanted more, for he knelt next to his
mother's head and put his cock invitingly in front of her face.  Meg eagerly
took her son's smooth, hard prick in her mouth and sucked it lustily,
smacking her lips noisily and wetly.

Justin shifted position so that he could more directly watch what Blake was
doing.  He got behind his mother, almost but not quite straddling her face,
so that his tight, hairless balls were resting on her sweat-dampened
forehead.  All the while, she licked up and down the trembling, hard shaft.

"Mmm, that's SO hot," said Blake.  "Lick it Meg!  Lick your son's prick.
Lick his balls!"

Meg shifted position, scooting back a bit so that she could reach Justin's
balls with his tongue. Blake could see her extend her long, pink tongue and
flutter it against the boy's hairless balls.  Justin groaned loudly in
response.  Suddenly, perhaps remembering how good it had felt when Blake
licked his asshole, the boy inched forward subtly.  Now completely
straddling his mother's face, he lowered himself onto her.  Blake watched
eagerly as Meg's face became completely enveloped by her boy's warm, sweaty
groin.  She was extending a long tongue in anticipation.

"Lick his asshole Meg...make him feel good," Blake whispered.

"Mmm," moaned Meg lustily.  Her tongue slathered over her son's balls, and
she sensed Justin shifting forward, bringing his asshole directly over her
probing mouth.  She hesitantly stuck her wet tongue out and touched the tip
to his hot hole, reveling in the salty, musky taste.  Justin's boyish moan
rewarded her effort.

Blake, lying on the pee-soaked sheet, lapped at the warm juices seeping from
Meg's succulent pussy, and watched as she continued to tongue her son's
sweet little asshole.  Justin's eyes were closed, and his mouth was slightly
agape, as he soaked up the sensation of his mother's oral pleasuring.  His
cock was erect and bobbing in front of him.  He was moaning in
encouragement.  "Oh yes Mom," he sighed.  "Lick it just like that.  I LOVE
it!"

Meg purred with delight.  Blake could hear the liquid slurping sounds of her
wet tongue increase in volume and intensity.  She was really getting into
it!  He was amazed at the change that seemed to have come over her these
last few days.  There seemed to be nothing that she wasn't willing to try.
She had gone from being an innocent, sexually frustrated single mother to a
kinky, hardcore slut, seemingly overnight.

He found the sight of Meg and Justin together irresistible, especially
Justin's rapture as his mother tongued his balls and asshole.  The boy's
cock was turgid and hard, pointing up at a 45-degree angle.  It was visibly
quivering.  Blake had to have it!  He reluctantly removed his mouth from
Meg's soaking wet pussy and crawled up her body.  He lay between her spread
legs, and suckled on each of her swollen nipples, but only briefly.  He
desperately wanted the boy's cock in his mouth. He reached forward, and took
the quivering cockhead between his lips, tasting the salty precum.  He
massaged it with his tongue, as Justin moaned with arousal.

Blake's raging hardon was nestled against Meg's swollen, slippery cunt lips.
  He swirled his hips in a circle, rubbing his erection against her.  She
groaned with pleasure, her voice muffled as she licked Justin's tight balls.

Justin's steely cock was jerking inside Blake's mouth.  The boy's breathing
was harsh and ragged, and Blake knew that it wouldn't take much oral
stimulation to make the boy cum.  He licked the velvety tip of the boy's
cock until it was shiny and wet with saliva.  Justin gasped loudly.

"Do you like that Justin?"

"Oh yes!"

"Do you like your mom licking your ass and balls?"

"God yes!" gasped the boy.

"Then tell her so!"

"Oh...lick me Mom!"

Meg was delirious with lust.  The sheer kinkiness of what was happening was
almost unbearable.  Justin squirmed on her face as she tongued his balls and
tight bumhole.  All the while, she could sense, if not quite see, Blake
fellating her son's hard penis. All of her senses were stimulated:  the
musky, sweaty smell of Justin's crotch filled her nostrils.  His soft, sweet
moans rose and fell like music to her ears as she and Blake stimulated him.
She could hear Blake's tongue and lips slurping wetly on his shaft.  The
sweaty, salty taste of Justin's asshole washed over her probing tongue.

Her pussy was on fire.  Blake's strong, muscular body sprawled between her
spread legs, and his cock rubbed back and forth across her swollen clit as
he sucked off Justin.  She wanted nothing more than for Blake to fuck her.
But he wasn't cooperating, and her arms were trapped beneath Justin's spread
legs, so she couldn't grab him and draw him into her.  She settled for
wrapping her long legs around Blake's ass, hoping beyond hope that this
would prod him into mounting her and shoving his cock home.

Blake sucked Justin's shaft fiercely.  The boy's prick was slippery and
smooth between his lips, and he could taste the salty-sweet precum as it
oozed onto his tongue.  Justin began to fuck the older man's mouth lustily,
and Blake redoubled his efforts, drawing the hard cock deep into his hungry
mouth, nearly deep-throating him.

Suddenly, Justin emitted a sharp gasp, and Blake felt the boy's cock jerk
spasmodically.  He nearly gagged when a stream of Justin's semen shot
against the back of his mouth, but he recovered, and swallowed the warm cum
hungrily.  Another spurt, but this time Blake held the semen on his tongue.
He slid his lips back and forth along the boy's hard shaft, as Justin sighed
and moaned with pleasure.  Soon, Blake's mouth was filled with the slimy
cum, but he didn't swallow it.  He had other plans...

Meg moaned encouragement to her boy as he climaxed, delighting in the fact
that she and Blake were able to make him feel so good, to get him off.  Her
son's hips rocked back and forth with his body's orgasmic convulsions, and
his sweaty thighs squeezed her face.  She darted her tongue against whatever
she could reach as Justin yelled with pleasure - his asshole, balls, thighs.
  Soon, his urgent bucking ceased, and he gingerly lifted himself off her
face and plopped down on the bed next to her.

Blake's smiling face came into her field of vision.  She wrapped her arms
around him as he brought his mouth to hers.  Their lips touched and they
kissed fiercely, open-mouthed, as Justin's semen poured from Blake's mouth
into hers.  "Mmmm," moaned Meg, after she swallowed the warm cum hungrily.
  "Delicious."

Blake nodded in agreement, then looked at Justin with a sly smile.  "Yep.
His cum is VERY tasty."  Justin grinned and propped himself on his elbow
next to them, watching intently as Meg and Blake kissed each other again.
Their tongues danced together, exchanging the sticky remnants of the boy's
cum.  Meg clutched Blake's ass cheeks in her hands as he swirled his hips,
massaging her hot cunt with his steely prick.  His swollen cockhead slid
teasingly up and down between her pussy lips until it was slick and shiny
with her juices.  He was agonizingly close to inserting it.

"Oh God Blake," groaned Meg.  "I am sooo fucking horny, and you're teasing
me."

"Who?  Me?"  Blake smiled evilly, and kept rubbing his cock slowly back and
forth across her engorged clitoris.  "What do you think Justin?  Should I
fuck your Mom?"

Justin nodded eagerly.  "Yeah.  Go ahead Blake!"

The man chuckled with amusement.  He wanted to fuck Meg almost as much as
she wanted it, but he was having too much fun.  He grinned at Justin as his
Mother moaned beneath him, clutching at him wildly, like an animal.  Justin
was once again idly fondling his cock, now semi-hard again after his recent
cum.

"Hmmm," said Blake.  "Looks like Justin might like his cock sucked again.
Or maybe you'd like him to fuck you Meg?"

"Oh God yes!  Either of you would do."  She was moaning and breathless,
frustrated with Blake's teasing stimulation.

A nasty thought came to Blake.  "Or," he continued..."It was sooo sexy
watching you pee just now.  Maybe you'd like to watch Justin pee?"

"Mmmm," moaned Meg.  "Maybe I would at that."

"Maybe...maybe you'd like him to pee on us while we FUCK."  And as he said
the word, he shifted his hips and wedged his swollen cockhead between her
slippery pussy lips.

Meg humped against him in a futile attempt to mount his pleasure-giving
cock.  "Yesss," she moaned hoarsely.  "Oh God, that sounds SO hot!"

Blake grinned.  Meg's eyes were glazed with passion.  Droplets of
perspiration beaded on her forehead.  Her face was flushed, and she was
moaning in frustration.  He flexed his asscheeks and pushed his cock against
her.  "What do you think Justin?  Does that sound like something you'd like
to do?"

The boy licked his lips and nodded eagerly.  "Uh huh.  I DO have to go."

Meg moaned lustily.  Her pussy was on fire.  She needed to be fucked so
badly by her lover.  And the thought of her son peeing on them while they
did the evil deed...oh god, she couldn't stand it!  She bucked her hips up
off the bed, pushing desperately against Blake's powerful body.  She wrapped
her legs tightly around him, and her hands clutched at him feverishly.
"Fuck me Blake!" she pleaded.

Blake knew that it was time.  He stared intently into Meg's eyes, and pushed
his swollen cock into her slippery pussy in one smooth, easy motion.

Meg screamed out with pleasure as his cock entered her.  "OH GOD FUCK YES!"
she cried.  "YES!  YES!  FUCK ME!"  She spread her legs wide and thrust
against him, as he fucked her with long, forceful strokes.  Her aching pussy
pulsated around his delightful cock as he thrust in and out.  She could hear
Blake telling her son to get ready, to pee on them as they fucked.

Blake eagerly awaited Justin's warm piss.  But as he fucked Meg, he realized
it would be SO much more exciting if Meg were on top, and Justin peed
directly on her.   He carefully rolled over onto his back, pulling Meg with
him, all the while keeping his cock buried deep in her liquid hot pussy.
Meg's sweaty, heaving body was now sprawled on top of him, and Blake grabbed
her firm ass cheeks in his strong hands.  The two of them humped against one
another vigorously, using each other's bodies to pleasure themselves.

Looking over Meg's shoulder, Blake caught Justin's eye and nodded.  It was
time.  He watched as the boy got up and stood precariously over them,
balancing as best he could on the rocking mattress.  His cock was now erect
in his fingers.  Blake knew that it might be difficult for the boy to piss
with a hard on, and he willed him to succeed.

Justin held his cock in his fingertips and strained to piss.  Blake saw his
stomach muscles flex and contract with the effort.  The boy grunted, and a
small dribble of golden urine seeped from the pisshole, onto Meg's tanned
back.  Blake heard her giggle, and then she whispered in breathless
encouragement.  "You can do it honey...pee on me."

The boy's face was a mask of concentration.  He flexed his pelvis again, and
this time, a powerful stream of pee spurted from his hard cock.  It splashed
onto his mother's back, then onto her undulating butt cheeks.  It ran down
the crack of her ass, bathing her pussy lips and Blake's thrusting cock.
Blake could feel the warm liquid pouring over his balls, cascading into the
crack of his ass.  The sheet dampened beneath him.

Justin giggled as he directed a steady stream of piss back and forth over
his mother's back and ass.  All the while, Meg and Blake fucked each other
lustily, their excitement heightened by the kinkiness of the golden shower.
Both of them were now soaking wet.  Blake could smell the musky sexy
fragrance of the boy's piss, intermingled with the heady smell of Meg's
soaking wet pussy and sweaty body.

Blake watched as Justin's urine slowed to a trickle, then stopped.  Justin
grinned broadly at him, then knelt on the bed.  He stared intently at his
mother's bucking ass, wet and shiny with pee and heaving and flexing as she
fucked Blake lustily.  His fingers massaged his erect cock.

"Mmm, Justin...looks like you're horny again," said Blake breathlessly.

Justin grinned.  "Yup."

"Doesn't your Mom have an incredible ass?"  He spread her ass cheeks open
with his strong hands.

Justin nodded.  "She sure does Blake."

"Why don't you touch it?  And lick it?  Hmm, maybe you could even FUCK it
while I fuck her pussy.  Would you like that Meg?"

Meg gasped.  "God yes!"  She glanced over her shoulder at Justin.  "Make me
feel good sweetie."

The boy maneuvered behind his mother.  He knelt on his haunches for a
moment, watching Blake's big cock plunging in and out of his Mother's
soaking wet pussy.  Her pink cunt lips were swollen and shiny.  He watched
with fascination as they clung to Blake's hard wet dick.  Blake spread her
asscheeks farther, and her puckered asshole gaped open enticingly.   He
moved closer, stuck out his tongue uncertainly, and touched it lightly to
her asshole.

Meg groaned hoarsely and bucked her hips.  "Mmmm, yes Justin," she
whispered.  "God, that feels good!"

Encouraged by his Mother's response, Justin licked around and around the
tight hole.  She squirmed and moaned, and he tongued her asshole with
relish.  It tasted salty with sweat and pee.

Meg buried her face in Blake's shoulder and moaned with delight, biting him
lightly as Blake whispered in her ear.  "Does it feel good Meg?  Do you like
it when your son licks your asshole while I fuck you?"

"Yesss," she hissed.  "I LOVE it!"

"Maybe you'd like him to stick his cock in your ass so we can fuck you
together?"

"Oh fuck yes!"

"Then tell him!"

Meg moaned softly.  She wanted it...NEEDED it.  "Fuck me in the ass Justin,"
she pleaded.  "Stick your cock in my asshole!"

The delightful soft wetness of Justin's tongue fluttering against her
asshole abruptly stopped, and Meg sensed him shifting position on the bed
behind her.  Blake stopped thrusting his cock into her pussy and spread her
asscheeks wide to make it easier for Justin to find his target.  Meg waited
breathlessly for her son to enter her.  The anticipation of both of her
lovers fucking her at once was almost unbearable.

She felt Justin's cock probing against her asshole.  She worried momentarily
about the lack of lubrication, but soon realized that she was so lubricated
with Justin's saliva that it wouldn't be a problem.  Plus, she had been
fucked back there by Blake, and Justin's cock was quite a bit smaller.

The cockhead was now wedged against her, applying slow and steady pressure.
She felt Justin push, and she gasped loudly as he slid easily past her
sphincter.  He paused for a moment, and then she felt his prick filling her
ass as he slowly slid it in.  "Oh God yes," she moaned softly.  "That's it
sweetie.  Fuck my ass!"  Blake and Justin began fucking her in unison -
Blake's cock filling her juicy pussy, and her son's smaller cock wedged into
her rectum.  Both her holes were satisfyingly full, and she was afraid that
the sensation would literally drive her mad.  She bucked against them
violently, and with each thrust of her hips, she rubbed her swollen clit
against the base of Blake's cock, stimulating herself, bringing her
hair-trigger cunt closer and closer to orgasm.

She clutched at the sheets as she humped her sweaty body against her lovers.
  "Oh yes...oh yes...oh yes," she moaned over and over, announcing her
passion to them.  "Oh...oh...OH GOD...Fuck me...fuck me...FUCK ME!" she
cried.  And suddenly she screamed out with pleasure, as her climax began to
wash over her. Wave after wave of pleasure spread over her whole body, from
her aching clit to the tip of her toes.   "Oh God...uh...uh...uh...OH
YES...FUCK YES!" she cried.  And neither of her lovers could hold back their
own orgasms.  The walls of her juicy pussy pulsated and gripped Blake's
cock.  Her asshole clenched tightly around Justin's thrusting prick.  And
they came in unison, shooting their pearly cum deep into Meg's holes.

Meg screamed in ecstasy.  "OH GOD FUCK ME!" She writhed violently on top of
Blake.   Her orgasm seemed to go on and on.  Her entire body convulsed and
spasmed again and again, and all the while she cried out with pleasure.  Her
lovers stayed with her as best they could, meeting her wild thrusts, driving
their cocks in and out, as streamer after streamer of cum erupted deep
inside Meg.

Gradually, their orgasms subsided.  Meg, breathless with her exertion,
collapsed in a sweaty heap on Blake's body, and Justin fell forward on top
of her, his softening cock still embedded in her asshole.  The three of them
panted, exhausted after their lovemaking.  They laid there together for a
long time, content and silent in the afterglow of their orgasms.

"Oh my goodness," sighed Meg finally.  "I don't think I've ever come so
hard."

Blake smiled.  "Me either.  Nothing like being fucked by two men at once
hey?"

Meg chuckled.  "I guess not.  But I think it was Justin peeing on me that
did it.  God, that was so hot!"

Justin giggled.  "Yeah, I liked doing it too."

"You know what though..." began Blake.  "I have to pee really bad too.  I'm
the only one of us who hasn't gone yet."

Meg smiled.  "You're not allowed to leave yet.  I want to keep your cock
inside me."

Blake grinned slyly.  "Who said anything about leaving?  I could just pee
right now."

Meg lifted her face in surprise.  "You mean, INSIDE me?"

"Sure, why not?  What do you think, Justin?"

"Yeah, that would be cool!"

"Hmm," began Meg uncertainly.  "Well, I guess you could...it would
feel...interesting."

"Heehee, yes it would.  Hang on."

Blake had to piss like a racehorse.  He concentrated for only a few moments,
and then without warning his warm pee bubbled up inside Meg's pussy, coating
the inner walls of her vagina.  Soon a hard stream sprayed inside her.

"Oh God," Meg groaned.  "That feels wild!"

Her cunt was filled with the warm piss.  It escaped around Blake's semi-hard
cock, and poured over his balls onto the bed sheet below them.  Meg moaned
lightly - the sensation was strange, but very, very pleasurable.  She felt
it warm her from the inside out.

After a minute or so, Blake's urine stream finally subsided.  The three of
them were soaking wet, covered in the musky-sweet juices of their lovemaking
- piss, sweat and cum.  They lay there together for a long time, snuggling
against one another and caressing each other's bodies.  Meg didn't want it
to ever end.

*****

A recording:  "The number you are dialing is not in service."  Katie slammed
the telephone down in frustration.  For the third time, she punched the
telephone number that Meg had given to her, and she got the same result.

FUCK!  She couldn't believe it.  Either Meg had mistakenly given her the
wrong number for her cell phone, or she done it on purpose.  No, she
thought.  Meg wouldn't do that to her.  And she was right.  In fact, Meg HAD
made a mistake, and given her the wrong number.  The week before, after
their eventful get together, Meg had transposed two of the digits.

Katie sat at the dining room table in stunned disbelief.  Here it was
Saturday morning, and Meg expected her that afternoon at Golden Lake.  It
was nearly a two-hour drive, she had promised Meg she'd call first, and the
lousy phone number was wrong.

She sighed with frustration and disappointment.  She had such an amazing
experience with Meg - she had thought about little else all week, and she
was looking forward to seeing her again.  She had made arrangements to
borrow her Mom's car (concocting a story that she was going to stay at her
friend Jessica's house), packed a small overnight bag, and now it looked
like she wouldn't be able to go.  FUCK!

On the other hand, she DID still have the little slip of paper that Meg had
given her - the hastily drawn map showing how to get to her summer cabin.
Maybe she should chance it and go anyway.  But what if Meg had a change of
heart?  What if something else had come up?  It seemed to Katie that she
would be taking a gamble by just showing up.  Heck, Meg might not even WANT
her to come anymore.

She drummed her fingers on the table, eyeing her travel bag forlornly, and
thought through the problem.  'Oh what the hell,' she thought to herself.
'I'll risk it.'  And she grabbed the car keys and her overnight bag and
marched outside to the car.

*****

The day was hot, and a brisk wind was blowing off the lake, sending large
rolling waves crashing onto the beach.  Meg lay back, supporting herself on
her elbows, and let the warming rays of the sun wash over her bronzed body.
The warmth of the sand emanated through the beach towel beneath her.  Rain
was threatening - indeed, large, ominous thunderheads were building on the
horizon, but for the time being at least, the sun was blazing down upon her.
Blake was reclining in a similar position to her right, and Justin was
playing in the waves at the water's edge.

Meg took a large swig of water from her bottle.  She eyed the cell phone on
the towel next to her and sighed.  Katie wasn't going to call - that seemed
obvious at this point.  She couldn't understand it.  The two of them had
gotten on so well, and the girl seemed genuinely excited about getting
together again.  But something must have come up.

"I guess she isn't going to come," she said quietly.  There was a tinge of
sadness in her normally cheerful demeanor.

Blake looked at her sympathetically.  "Looks that way," he agreed.  "I'm
sorry Meg.  I know you were looking forward to it."  Blake felt sorry in
more ways than one.  He wasn't sure exactly what was going to happen this
weekend if the girl DID arrive, but he sure had been hoping that he would be
included.  He looked out toward the lake and watched Justin splashing in the
waves.  "Did you ever tell Justin about Katie?" he asked.

Meg shook her head.  "No.  I couldn't figure out what to tell him.  I was
just going to play it by ear when she showed."  She sighed forlornly.
"Looks like it doesn't matter anyway."

Blake patted her arm tenderly.  "Maybe she'll still call Meg.  In the
meantime, let's just enjoy the day.  Okay?"

Meg shrugged.  "I will."  She saw Blake looking at her with a look of
concern on his face, and smiled.  "I'll be okay.  Really.  And yes, I AM
enjoying the day, especially with you here."

Blake grinned.  "Good."  He watched as Meg fidgeted with a strap on her
swimsuit.  "I like your new suit by the way."

She smiled broadly.  "Thanks.  Compliments of my visit to Katie."

He winked at her playfully.  "She has good taste.  On the other hand, don't
you think you'd be a little more comfy if you took it off?  And besides - no
sense getting tanlines."

Meg giggled.  "Hmmm...".  She glanced around her, thankful for the secluded
nature of the cottage.  She looked out across the cove, at the cabins on the
far shore, safely distant, and then shifted her gaze out into the open water
of the main part of the lake, where a few boats were putt-putting slowly in
the distance.  Justin was throwing stones into the waves as they crashed
onto the beach.

A sly smile played across Blake's ruggedly handsome face.  He walked his
fingers up her arm.  "What do you think Justin?" he called out.  "Should
your mom take her suit off?"  Meg tutted and slapped his hand playfully.

The boy walked toward them, playfully kicking at the sand, and sat on a
towel next to his mother.  "Heck yeah!" he exclaimed.

Meg laughed.  "I guess we have a consensus."  She reached her long, tanned
arms behind her, untied the straps of the suit, and let the top fall free of
her breasts.  She immediately felt the breeze play across her sensitive
nipples, and they stiffened in the open air.  Justin was looking at them
with his mouth hanging open as she flaunted her breasts proudly in front of
them.  She winked at Blake, and then pushed the thong bottom down her legs.
She sat cross-legged and naked in front of them.  Meg sensed a sexual charge
in the air.  Her own anticipation was powerful.  The three of them were
going to have sex together, and the mere thought of it filled Meg with
desire.  Blake was staring at her, a half-smile playing across his ruggedly
handsome face.  It was as if he was reading her thoughts.

"What are you smiling about?" she asked playfully.

"Oh nothing," he replied in mock innocence.

She looked at him with playful suspicion, and lay back on her beach towel.
There would be time for sex later.  The thunderclouds had passed by, and the
sun was bright and warm, bathing her naked body in luxuriant heat.  She
sighed contentedly, and stretched her arms back over her head, letting the
warm lake breeze wash over her nude body.

Blake and Justin reclined on either side of her, admiring her long, lithe
form.  Blake couldn't get over how sexy her body was.  A few years before,
she had been pretty, but pudgy.  Now, her toned muscles rippled beneath her
dark skin.  Her breasts were almost perfect to his eyes; two rounded globes,
at once soft and firm, jiggling with every movement she made.  Her stomach
was flat, her pussy hair dark and trimmed, and her legs long and sensuous.

He glanced out toward the lake, noting that it was virtually empty of boats,
and the few that were out there were well outside the cove, far from shore.
The three of them were alone, with no prying eyes to interrupt them.  Not
that Blake would've minded if it were just he and Meg.  But it wouldn't do
at all for the wrong person to see them having sex with Justin.  For he knew
the three of them would have sex again, and hopefully soon, right here on
the beach.

He shifted his gaze toward Justin.  The boy's eyes were running up and down
his mother's naked body.  Then his eyes met Blake's, and the older man
winked at him.  Time to get the action started.  Blake placed a big, strong
hand on Meg's leg and began to caress it slowly and sensuously.  Justin
immediately began to stroke his mom's tummy, then ran his hand along the
side of one of her lolling breasts.  Meg purred encouragement to her two
lovers, submitting to the delightful sensations of their hands on her
willing body.

*****

Katie pulled her mother's Buick into the gravel driveway, hoping beyond hope
that she had found the right place.  The map more or less got her here, but
it wasn't easy.  She had taken two wrong turns, and finally had to stop and
ask for directions.  She rolled to a stop behind another car (Meg's car, she
hoped), turned off the ignition, and sat for a few minutes, butterflies
churning in her stomach.  Finally, she screwed up her courage, checked
herself over in the rear-view mirror, and clambered out of the car.  She
walked uncertainly onto the front porch of the cottage.  With a nervous
sigh, she knocked timidly on the door.

There was no answer, and she rapped harder.  Still no answer, and she swore
softly under her breath.  She circled the cottage warily, but the place
seemed deserted.  DAMN!  She hadn't called, and Meg probably had made other
plans.  She moaned forlornly, and decided it just wasn't meant to be.  She
began walking dejectedly back to the car, when suddenly she heard the sound
of laughter, or maybe a boy giggling, from the rear of the cabin, maybe down
by the beach.  'Aha!' she thought to herself.  Meg must be down at the lake.

Her spirits soaring, she walked quickly to the edge of the small yard, and
peeked over the embankment down toward the shoreline.  At first, she saw
nothing, but she stepped a few paces to her right and peered through the
shrubbery again.  A stiff breeze off the lake blew her blond hair, and she
saw whitecaps out on the water.  She scanned the beach...there!  She saw
someone reclining on the sand.  No, two people, lying side by side.  She
shielded her eyes from the sun and looked again.  Actually, there were three
people.  She gasped.  What were they doing?

Katie's heart raced as she squinted toward the beach.  It looked like Meg,
lying on her back...yes, it was definitely Meg!  And totally naked!  And
there were two guys lying next to her, one large and muscular, and the other
very short.  Oh my God!  The short one was sucking her tits, right there on
the beach!  The other guy was...wait a minute!  He was getting between her
spread legs.  He was leaning down.  He was licking her pussy!

Katie's mind reeled.  This was unbelievable!  Oddly, she found she had a
tinge of jealousy, but she quickly dismissed that.  It also occurred to her
that she was perhaps intruding on a very personal moment.  Should she leave
quietly?  Or should she keep watching, to see what happened?  As her
interest grew, that was the course of action she chose.  But she better stay
hidden - the trio was less than fifty feet away, and she didn't want to get
caught.  Maybe Meg (and her lovers) wouldn't appreciate the fact that
someone was spying on them.  Katie ducked behind a mass of foliage to hide
herself, feeling fortunate that she had elected to wear drab clothing.  She
was wearing a pair of khaki shorts and a dark blue tank top.

She wondered who the men were.  Meg had mentioned something about a
neighbor.  Blake was his name, if Katie remembered correctly.  The way Meg
had talked about him, Katie had the impression that she was smitten with
him.  According to Meg, he was handsome, nice, and great in bed.  Maybe this
Blake guy was one of her partners down there on the beach.  Maybe that was
Blake between Meg's legs.  Whoever it was, he was an awfully good-looking
guy, even if he was a bit older.  Tall and muscular, deeply tanned, strong
looking arms...and he clearly had an oral talent.  Meg's tanned legs were
spread wide apart, and she was clutching the guy's hair, pulling his face
against her.  The wind was dying down, And Katie could now hear, every once
in awhile, Meg's soft moans of pleasure.

Katie also remembered that Meg was staying at the cabin with her son -
Justin, his name was.  Odd that Meg was being so bold that she was having
sex out in the open.  Apparently, Justin was gone somewhere, leaving Meg
alone with her two lovers.

Blake (Katie decided it MUST be Blake between Meg's legs) pushed his swim
trunks over his hips as he ate Meg out.  Katie watched as his erection
sprang free, plainly visible even from this distance.  He began to fondle
himself, clearly aroused by what he was doing.  And he wasn't the only one
who was getting excited.  Katie's pussy was developing a most pleasant
tingle inside her shorts.  Without even being aware of it, her fingers
started to rub her crotch.

But who was the other guy, the one sucking on Meg's tits?  A neighbor?  A
friend?  Whoever he was, he was a little dude, especially compared to Blake.
  In fact, he seemed quite a bit shorter and thinner than even Meg.  Katie
briefly thought that maybe he was a shorthaired, flat-chested girl.  But no
- he too tugged his swim trunks off, and a hardon appeared.  Heck, even his
cock was kind of small, but it sure was erect!

Katie's fingers dipped beneath the waistband of her shorts.  God, this was
exciting!  She'd never seen people having sex before, and the sight was so
fucking erotic!  Plus, her own sexual experiences were limited.  She'd been
fucked by a boy only once in her short life, had sex with a couple of girls
(especially with her friend Jessica), but still...her sexual self was only
in the mere waking stage.

Whoa, some activity down there...Katie watched as the little dude shifted
position.  He released Meg's tits from his mouth, and got on his knees,
straddling Meg's face.  She heard the woman moan with pleasure, saying
something to him.  Meg took his cock in her mouth, and the guy said
something that Katie couldn't quite make out.  He was facing her, and Katie
drew herself behind the bush to make sure she was still hidden.  Goodness,
the guy was little!  Katie's eyes drifted over his tanned body - thin arms,
small chest...wow, a hairless cock!  She did a double take, and suddenly she
realized with a shock that this was no man at all - he was a boy!  And a
young boy at that, maybe a few years younger than herself - probably not
even in high school yet.

Katie gasped audibly.  She couldn't believe what she was seeing.  But that
was nothing compared to what came next.  As the boy fed his erection deep
inside Meg's mouth, Katie could very distinctly hear him moaning with
pleasure - "Oh Mom, suck me, I LOVE that."

Katie thought her mind would explode.  Was that...was that boy...Justin?
Meg's SON?  And she heard him again:  "Suck me Mom."  Katie's heart pounded
in her chest, and her eyes opened wide with shock.  Meg was having sex with
her own son!  She couldn't believe what she was seeing.  Meg had seemed
so...well, so INNOCENT.  Yet here she was, sucking her boy's cock like a
slutty whore.

This was far beyond anything in Katie's experience.  Incest, right before
her very eyes!  It was...it was...repulsive?  At least, it was supposed to
be that way.  Yet Katie didn't find the act to be repulsive at all.
Instead, she found herself becoming very, very aroused as she watched the
forbidden act.

How long had Meg and her son been having sex?  And how long had Blake been
part of it?  Katie didn't know, but she didn't really care.  The sight and
sound of Meg and Justin getting it on like this was so fucking erotic, Katie
could barely stand it.  Her fingers were now probing between her
increasingly wet pussy lips, frigging herself as she watched the obscene
sight unfolding before her eyes.

She could see Justin's little man-boy cock sliding between Meg's lips.  It
was wet and shiny and red, powerfully erect.  His eyes were closed and his
mouth was agape, clearly enjoying the feel of his mother's mouth on his
prick.  Blake was still eating Meg out, partially obscured behind Justin.
Katie pushed her shorts and panties down her slim legs, drawing the fingers
of both hands through her swollen cunt lips.  She felt more aroused, more
excited than she had ever felt in her entire life.

*****

Blake fluttered his tongue rapidly up and down Meg's cunt lips.  Damn, he
loved licking her pussy!  For one thing, when Meg was wet, she was REALLY
wet.  Her copious juices seeped from between her pussy lips, and Blake
lapped up the musky liquid eagerly.  He spread her labia open with his
fingers, and her cunthole gaped open.  It was full of pungent juices, and a
little rivulet ran down into the crack of her butt, bathing her asshole.  He
licked her bumhole clean, then ran his tongue up her swollen lips again, to
her clitoris.  He peppered the swollen nubbin with quick flicks of his
tongue, and Meg moaned loudly with pleasure.

"Oh God yes!"  She groaned.  "Suck me!"

Blake inserted first one, then two fingers into her warm, wet pussy and
continued to stimulate her clit.  His long tongue was a blur as he fluttered
it up and down, up and down, all the while fingerfucking her tight pussy.
He felt Meg's powerful thighs squeezing the side of his face, and her hips
bucked up and down as she humped her sopping wet cunt against his mouth.

"Oh yes...oh yes...OH YES!" cried Meg.  She forgot about Justin's cock for
the moment, completely caught up in seeking her own pleasure.
"Oh...OH...OH...FUCK YES!  SUCK ME!"  Her body tensed, and then she
convulsed again and again, as her orgasm swept through her body.  Her toes
curled, and she clutched Blake's head in her hands, pulling him against her
throbbing clit.  She screamed her pleasure again and again.

As Meg's orgasm subsided, Blake released her hard clit from between his
lips, and crawled up next to her.  She had taken Justin's cock in her mouth
again, and he kissed her on the cheek, then on the lips, flicking his tongue
briefly against Justin's hard prick as he did so.  Suddenly, he felt
thirsty.  "I'll be right back," he announced.  "I'm going up to the cabin to
refill my water bottle."

*****

Katie was leaning against the tree, shorts and panties twisted around her
ankles.  Her eyes were closed as she frantically rubbed her clit with her
finger, bringing herself closer and closer to orgasm.  Meg's heaving and
moaning climax had excited her to no end - that Blake must be good!  If only
he could do that to her!  But Katie knew that was impossible - there was no
way she could intrude on the three of them.  Meg might totally freak out if
she knew that Katie had seen her having sex with her own son.  No, Katie
would have to settle for getting herself off by her own hand, and then leave
quietly.  Maybe she could make arrangements with Meg to see her another
time.

Droplets of perspiration beaded on her brow as she rapidly frigged herself.
She was getting closer and closer.  She spread her legs and propped herself
against the tree, raking her fingers along her swollen, slippery cuntlips.
She opened her eyes - better check to make sure that the three of them were
still down there on the beach.  And into her field of vision came...Blake.

Her throat constricted, and her eyes widened with shock.  She instinctively
pulled her hands from her groin, and turned around, shielding herself from
him.  She quickly bent down and pulled her panties and shorts up her legs,
covering herself.  Her heart pounded in her chest.  She couldn't believe
that she had allowed herself to be caught - caught spying, caught in this
revealing position, caught doing secret things to herself by a man she
didn't even know.  She was embarrassed, ashamed, and a little afraid.  She
trusted Meg; at least she thought she did.  But could she trust this Blake
guy?  What might he do to her?  Would he be mad at her for spying on them?

She took a deep, nervous breath and turned around slowly.  Blake was
standing about 10 feet from her, naked as a jaybird.  His cock was standing
at attention as he stared at her.  Their eyes met, and suddenly, Katie
seemed relieved.  He seemed just as shocked as she was - he certainly didn't
seem very threatening.  His eyes twinkled a bit, and he smiled at her - a
nice, friendly smile.  It calmed her a bit, but her heart was still
pounding, and she knew that she was blushing.  God, she wanted to find a
hole and crawl into it!

Blake's smile broadened.  "Hi there," he said softly.

"Er, hello," Katie stammered.

"Are you Katie by any chance?"

Katie nodded, surprised.  "How do you know?"

"Meg's told me about you.  She expected you today, but didn't think you'd
come."  He paused.  "She'll be glad to know you're here," he added.

Katie nodded dumbly, unsure what to say next.  So Blake continued.  "Were
you...watching us?" he asked.  He was still smiling that friendly smile.  He
took a couple of steps toward her.

The girl glanced down at Blake's muscular body.  His cock wasn't quite as
hard as it was at first, but on the other hand, it hadn't subsided very
much.  She looked back at him and nodded.  "Yes," she admitted.  Sorry."

Blake chuckled.  "Don't be sorry.  It's exciting to think you were watching
us.  Did you like what you saw?"  He took another step toward her.  He was
now standing directly in front of her.  Katie's heart was racing.

"Yes," she replied nervously.  "I...I did."

"My name is Blake by the way."  He extended a hand, and Katie took it.  It
was warm, powerful, and it almost completely enclosed hers.  She began to
pull her hand away, but he didn't release it.  Instead, he held it, gently
massaging the side of her wrist with his thumb.

"Pleased to meet you Blake.  Meg...mentioned you to me."

He cocked an eyebrow.  "Oh?  What did she mention?"

She smiled.  "Nice things."

Blake chuckled.  "Well she mentioned nice things about you too.  VERY nice
things.  His hand released hers, and began to caress her forearm.  She was
aware of his nakedness, of his hard cock only inches away.  He loomed over
her, but she was no longer scared, just mortally embarrassed.  It was
obvious that Blake knew that she and Meg had sex together.  She felt her
face flush.

"So," Blake continued.  "What did you like most when you watched us just
now?"

Katie shrugged.  "I...I liked watching you eat her out."  She couldn't
believe that she was saying these things to this stranger!

"Mmm, good.  I love to suck Meg's pussy."  He smiled broadly.  "Do YOU like
to eat her pussy?"

Katie gulped.  "Yes," she said, almost in a whisper.

"What else did you like about watching us?"

She licked her lips nervously.  "I...I liked watching her suck off Justin."

"DID you now?"  He winked at her.  "Do you know who Justin is?"

Katie exhaled with a whoosh.  She knew her face must be beet red by now.
Her throat felt narrow and constricted with nervousness.  "Yes.  He...he's
her boy."

Blake tried to hide the thrill that coursed through him.  It was amazing!
This girl had masturbated as she watched the three of them, and she knew
that it was an incestuous relationship.  Yet, she didn't seem put off by it.
  The very fact that she frigged herself as she looked on MUST have meant
that Meg and Justin's lovemaking excited her.  He wondered how far this
could go.  He cleared his throat, hoping his voice wouldn't be shaking with
excitement.  "What do you think of that Katie?"

The girl took a deep, nervous breath.  In a way, this all felt wrong to her,
but there was no denying how aroused she had been watching them, and how
excited she was now talking to Blake.  He was standing so close to her that
they were almost touching.  In fact, she felt something brush along her
waist.  It must have been his hard cock, but she didn't dare look.  His
strong hands were massaging her arms, at once calming and exciting her with
his touch.  "I think...I think it's exciting."  There, she had said it!  'Oh
God Oh God Oh God,' she intoned silently to herself.

Blake pushed forward, and his cock rubbed against Katie.  This was beyond
his wildest dreams!   He looked deeply into the girl's eyes.  "Meg and
Justin have a special relationship," he whispered softly.  "We ALL do."

Katie nodded in understanding.  The man pressed against her.  She felt his
erection resting against her stomach.  She involuntarily thrust her hips
forward.  She was terribly excited by what was happening to her.

"Katie, why don't you join us down on the beach?  Meg will be happy to see
you."

She gulped nervously.  "Are...are you sure?"

"She'll be surprised at first I think, but it will be okay.  Trust me."

The girl nodded, her mind in a fog.

"Good," said Blake with a smile.

She allowed him to take her by the hand, and she floated along behind him,
his naked, muscular butt flexing sexily, as they walked down the short
flight of stairs to the beach.  She sensed that she was about to have the
sexual experience of her life.

*****

Meg and Justin had shifted positions.  Justin was lying sprawled on his back
on the big blue and white striped beach towel, his thin legs spread wide.
Meg was crouched between them, pumping her hand up and down her son's hard,
shiny prick as she lathered the swollen cockhead with her tongue.  They both
had their eyes closed, and Meg was murmuring contentedly under her breath,
clearly enjoying the pleasure that she was giving to the boy.

Blake and Katie came to a halt, and he released her from his grasp.  He
looked back at her, held a finger to his lips, motioning for her to stay
silent, and knelt down on the sand next to Meg.  Katie stood there, nervous
and self-conscious.  Blake was whispering something into Meg's ear.

Suddenly, Meg pulled back abruptly, her eyes wide.  She looked up wildly,
and saw Katie standing there.  She clasped her hands over her mouth.  At the
same time, Justin opened his eyes, confused, and he too saw the girl
standing over them.  He sat up, covering his groin with his hands in a
futile attempt to hide his erection.

"Katie!" Meg exclaimed.  She looked back and forth from Blake to Katie, and
then at Justin, and groaned forlornly.  "Blake...This isn't good.  Why did
you bring her here?  NO ONE is supposed to know about us.  About...about
Justin and me."  Katie felt so sorry for her - Meg seemed angry and confused
and frightened and embarrassed all at the same time.  She was practically on
the verge of tears.  Katie realized clearly how secret Meg wanted her
relationship with her son to be.  For a moment, she felt like an intruder.
She nearly ran away, but fought the urge.  Instead, she knelt on the warm
sand next to Meg and placed her hand gently on her arm.

"It's okay Meg," she whispered soothingly.  "I...I saw the three of you.  I
know what you were doing."  She caressed Meg's shoulders.  "It's okay,
really it is.  I understand."

Blake smiled.  "See Meg?  I told you.  It's okay."

Meg shuddered with emotion, and she exhaled loudly, keeping her eyes averted
from Katie.  She seemed lost and uncertain.  But Katie kept softly stroking
her shoulders, massaging Meg's naked back.  "I understand," she repeated.
"It's fine...I think it's...sexy and...and beautiful."

Meg found the courage to look at the girl, kneeling there next to her.  She
visibly relaxed a bit.  "You do?" she asked softly.

Katie nodded.  "Yes I do.  It's okay Meg, really it is."

Meg sighed loudly.  She looked intently at Katie, sweet Katie.  She WAS glad
to see her, she just didn't expect it would be under these circumstances,
that the girl would find out her most intimate, forbidden secrets.  But she
seemed accepting of it!    Katie was smiling at her, and Meg took the girl
in her arms and hugged her tightly.

"I'm glad to see you Meg," whispered Katie.

"Oh me too," replied Meg.  The two embraced and caressed each other.  Katie
ran her hands up and down the smooth, bare skin of Meg's shoulders, down her
spine to her lower back.  She felt the older woman shiver in response.  And
then their lips touched, and they kissed, a soft peck at first, then a
deeper, juicier kiss, their tongues dancing in and out of the other's
mouths.

They broke the embrace, breathless and panting.  Meg squeezed the girl hard,
then chuckled.  "I'm being rude.  I haven't even introduced you to Justin
yet."   She released Katie from her embrace and motioned to her son.
"Justin, I'd like you to meet Katie.  She's a...friend of mine.  Katie, this
is Justin."

Katie smiled.  "Nice to meet you Justin."  For the first time, she got a
close look at the boy.  He seemed to be a few years younger than she was,
but it was obvious he was growing up to be a handsome boy.  There was the
faintest resemblance to Meg.  The same brown hair, dark complexion, similar
facial features.  He was looking at her shyly, his arms still clutched
protectively over his groin.  But it was obvious that he still had a
powerful erection - he had probably been close to coming when she and Blake
interrupted them.  And, Katie surmised, watching his mother kiss her
probably hadn't helped the situation.  She glanced over at Blake, kneeling
on the other side of Meg from her.  He was grinning broadly, looking from
Katie to Meg and back again.

"There," he laughed.  "The introductions are out of the way."  Katie and Meg
laughed with him.  The ice had been broken.  Even Justin smiled shyly, still
uncertain what it meant to have this girl here with them.  Katie felt sorry
for him, having the oral attention of his mother broken up so suddenly.  But
why shouldn't the two of them continue?

She smiled down at the boy.  "I'm sorry I butted in on you like that Justin.
  It sure looked like it felt good."  She looked at Meg pointedly.  "Maybe
you'd like your Mom to pick up where she left off?"

Meg smiled, and blurted out:  "Only if you join me Katie."  My goodness!
She couldn't believe she was offering up her boy to Katie, but it felt so
right to do so.  She wanted them both, with an aching longing in her loins.
And she wanted Blake too.

"I'd love to," Katie replied.  "If Justin will let me."  She and the boy
looked at each other, and he smiled at her.  His shyness was slowly
evaporating.  He hunched down onto the towel, and laid on his back again, in
clear invitation to them.  His pretty cock was sticking straight up in the
air.

Impetuously, Katie began to remove her clothes.  Everyone was naked except
her, and she wanted to get right down to business.  She glanced casually out
toward the lake, and at the surrounding shore.  The place was secluded.  The
tingle in her pussy was raging, and the thought of she and Meg getting it on
with this horny boy was unbearably erotic.  Blake, Meg and Justin watched
her as she pulled her tank top over her head, exposing her naked breasts to
their leering gaze.  She then pushed her shorts and panties off, and tossed
them on the sand next to her.  Her heart was pounding and adrenalin was
coursing through her body as she knelt there in front of them in her
nakedness, but she wasn't inhibited - only very, very horny.

With an unspoken glance at Katie, Meg got on her hands and knees and lowered
her face until she was at eye level with Justin's hard, throbbing cock.
Katie watched as Meg took her boy's cock in her nimble fingers, stuck out
her tongue, and lapped at the underside of the stiff shaft from his hairless
balls all the way up to the peehole.  And a burning hunger came over Katie -
she too wanted to taste the boy's cock, to share it with Meg, to make him
cum.  She got between the boy's spread legs, lowered her face to him, and
took the swollen cockhead between her lips as Meg licked the shaft.

"Oh yesss," groaned Justin loudly.  "Mmmm, that's nice."

Meg and Katie ran their pink tongues up and down the boy's prick.  Meg took
the base of his cock in her fingers and jacked him off gently as the two of
them orally pleasured him.  Their saliva intermingled, and they occasionally
paused to kiss each other wetly, probing each other's mouths with warm, wet
tongues.  And through it all, Justin lay back in ecstasy.

Blake sat back on his haunches, momentarily forgotten.  But not for long.
As Meg sucked off Justin, her ass was pointing directly at him, her dark
asshole winking at him obscenely.  Lower, he could see her distended, pink
pussy lips, swollen and shiny with her juices.  She had cum for him a bit
earlier, but he knew that she would be ready for him again.  He tongued her
asshole and pussy briefly, but his horniness was unbearable, his cock aching
and throbbing.  He wanted to fuck her so bad, to shoot his hot cum in her
once again.

He knelt behind her, grabbed her shapely asscheeks in his powerful hands,
and wedged his throbbing cockhead between her swollen pussy lips.  Meg
moaned, and wiggled her hips in invitation, humping her cunt against Blake's
trembling cock.   Blake closed his eyes and pushed, soaking up the wonderful
sensation of his quivering cock entering her tight, clinging pussy inch by
glorious inch.  Meg pushed back hard against him, and soon his prick was
embedded in her pussy as far as it would go.  Blake gasped and began
thrusting in and out of Meg's cunt as she bucked fiercely against him.

"Oh God fuck me Blake!" cried Meg, her voice muffled around Justin's shiny
cock.  She was sucking the prick fiercely with hollow cheeks, as Katie
coated his hairless balls with saliva.  Justin bucked his slim hips up and
down, fucking her mouth, and Meg knew he would soon cum for her.  She
squeezed his shaft between her lips and slid them up and down, again and
again.

"Oh Mom...Oh Katie," he cried out.  "Suck me!"

And Meg felt the first squirt of hot semen hit the roof of her mouth.  She
released his cock from her mouth, and pumped his shaft with her hand.  His
sperm erupted like a geyser, and soon both she and Katie were catching the
streamers of cum in their mouths.  Some of it oozed down his cock shaft, and
Katie slurped it up noisily.

Justin's orgasm subsided, and the woman and the girl licked him clean,
pausing now and again to exchange his cum from one tongue to another,
kissing each other juicily.  They squeezed and milked the last drops of
sperm from the pisshole.  And all the while, Meg moaned and bucked against
Blake, who was fucking her savagely from behind.

The sight of the two of them slurping up Justin's cum was too much for
Blake, and with a loud groan, he plunged his cock as deep as he could into
the wet recesses of Meg's cunt and ejaculated.  His cock trembled and
convulsed inside her, and then he thrust in and out of her as fast as he
could, all the while gasping loudly, shooting his sperm deep inside his
lover.  Spasm after spasm gripped his body, until he was spent and exhausted
with the exertion.  He collapsed on Meg's back, sweating and heaving.
Gradually, his cock softened inside her, and he removed it with a pop and
fell onto the towel, still trying to catch his breath.

Meg, too, fell on the big towel and rolled onto her back between Justin and
Blake.  She spread her legs and let the warmth of the sun wash over her.
She felt Blake's cum dripping out of her, flowing over her pussy lips and
collecting in a pool beneath her ass.  She smiled and purred contentedly.
Looking up, she saw Katie kneel next to her, her eyes glued on her pussy.
Her tongue was flicking absently over her red, pouty lips.

Meg laughed.  "Do you like what you see Katie?"

"God yes," groaned the girl.  "It looks like Blake came buckets inside you!
It's running out of your pussy."

"Well, don't let it go to waste sweetie!"

Katie smiled and clambered between Meg's splayed legs.  She lowered her
face, stuck out a long pink tongue, and began to lap at Meg's swollen pussy
lips, slurping noisily, sucking at them.  She drank from her vagina like a
straw, collecting the final remnants of Blake's cum as it leaked out.

"Oh God Katie, that feels nice," murmured Meg.

"Tastes good too!" came Katie's muffled voice.  "Sweet and salty at the same
time."  The girl continued to tongue and lick Meg's pink, shiny cunt lips,
lapping up and down like a dog, delighting in the sensual taste, the
wonderfully powerful and musky aroma.  Her face was wet and shiny with love
juices, and she hummed contentedly as she serviced the older woman.

"Oh fuck!" exclaimed Meg.  "That feels wonderful."

Meg watched the girl as she licked her pussy with her talented tongue.  She
noticed that she was reaching back underneath herself, rubbing her own
pussy, and she realized that the girl was probably the only one of them that
hadn't yet cum that day.

"Ooh sweetie," she purred sympathetically.  "No need to play with yourself.
Swing your butt over here and we can do each other."

Katie needed no further encouragement.  Without missing a stroke of her
tongue, she maneuvered herself into a 69 position and lowered her trembling,
throbbing pussy onto Meg's face.  She immediately felt a delightfully
smooth, nimble tongue probing her horny pussy.

"Mmm," she moaned.  "Just like that Meg.  Suck me!"

Blake's cock was coming back to life as he reclined next to the two women
and watched them suck each other off.  And so too, he observed, was
Justin's.  The boy was now kneeling next to them, watching intently as they
ate each other out, feasting his eyes on their bodies, especially Katie's.
'And how could he help it?' thought Blake to himself with a smile.  Meg and
Katie both had great figures, despite the striking differences between them.
  Katie's form was slim and almost girlish.  Her breasts were much smaller
than Meg's, but the nipples were no less firm and erect.  Her hips were
quite slim.  And her ass!  Blake didn't think that he had ever seen a more
beautiful butt in his life.  It stuck out just right, slim yet rounded, very
firm.  The pretty butt cheeks were slightly paler than the rest of her body.
  It flexed and bucked in an amazing sexual dance, suspended as it was over
Meg's probing mouth.

She and Meg were moaning in lusty unison as they tongued each other cunts.
Katie, especially, was obviously enjoying herself.  Her body flexed and
quivered sensuously on top of Meg.  He realized that neither he nor Justin
had really touched her yet.  She seemed to be almost forbidden fruit, but
that could soon change.  Maybe Justin should get the honors?

He caught the boy's eyes and motioned with a nod toward Katie's ass.  Justin
looked at the older man questioningly, and Blake whispered his
encouragement.  The boy crawled on hands and knees behind the girl, and
watched from this new vantage point while his mother licked her juicy pussy.
  Blake watched as Justin ogled Katie's pussy and asshole and absently
stroked his cock with his little hand.  Soon the boy's prick was stiff and
erect in his fingers.

"Katie?" Blake whispered.

"Hmm?" came the muffled, questioning reply.  The girl's mouth was glued to
Meg's pussy.

"Would you like a cock in your pussy to go with Meg's tongue?"

"Mmm," she purred.  "Yesss."

"How about Justin's cock?"

"Ooh yes."

Justin positioned himself behind Katie, clutching her undulating ass in his
hands.  He inched forward on his knees, aiming his cock at her gaping, wet
cunthole.  His mother smiled up at him, and briefly interrupting the tongue
fucking she was giving Katie, she reached with her hands and helped him
position his erect, throbbing cock.  She placed it against her gaping pussy
hole, and before she knew it, the length of his prick was disappearing
inside, only inches away from her glazed and admiring eyes.

Katie thrashed and moaned with pleasure.  Justin's cock certainly wasn't
very large, but it didn't matter.  The very thought of this mother and son
combination servicing her at the same time was hot beyond belief.  As the
boy plowed his prick in and out of her tight cunt, Meg began to lightly
flutter her tongue against her clit.

"OH FUCK!" Katie moaned.   "Oh yes...yes...YES!"  She buried her face in
Meg's sopping pussy and slurped hungrily, but she wasn't really paying
attention to what she was doing.  Her every thought was bent on the release
of her own sexual tension.  She bucked her hips furiously up and down,
searching out Meg's warm, wet tongue, the boy's thrusting prick.  The dual
feeling was exquisite.

And now a new pleasurable sensation washed over her.  A soothing, smooth
wetness was gliding over her ass cheeks.  She looked over her shoulder with
glazed, shiny eyes, and there was Blake, running his tongue along her rear.
She groaned, and smiled at him.  It felt wonderful!  He ran his tongue up
and down the crack of her ass, coating it with saliva, then he licked
Justin's cock shaft as it slammed in and out of her pussy.  He then focused
on her asshole, extending his tongue, flicking it against her while Meg
sucked her clit and Justin fucked her cunt.

Katie bucked furiously against her three lovers.  She flexed and undulated
her ass obscenely as Blake began to push his tongue against her asshole.  He
was trying to tongue-fuck her butt, and the feeling was wonderful!  She
screamed with pleasure against Meg's juicy cunt.

After a few minutes, she felt Justin's urgent thrusting slow, then stop
entirely, and he slowly extracted his cock from her tight pussy.  She began
to protest, but before she could say anything, she felt a new sensation.
His cock was back, but this time he was pushing it against her asshole.  A
fleeting sense of panic came over her.  She had never been fucked in the
ass, had never had anything inserted there that was bigger than a finger.
But then she remembered that Justin's cock wasn't very large, and she forced
herself to relax.  And all the while, Meg's tongue flicked against her clit.

Meg looked on as Justin wedged his cock against Katie's puckered asshole.
Blake was helping him, spreading Katie's ass cheeks for him while Justin
maneuvered his prick into position.  Blake allowed a dribble of saliva to
fall on the puckered hole, lubricating it.  The sight was incredibly erotic.
  She wondered briefly if Katie had ever been ass-fucked, if she knew how
good it felt.  She heard Katie's low, guttural moans.

Justin pushed gently at Blake's encouragement, and his cock head disappeared
easily inside Katie's rectum.  "Ooh, ouch," protested Katie.  But Blake
whispered to her to relax, and Katie did.  Meg extended a wet tongue and
licked Justin's cock, just at the place where it disappeared inside Katie's
bum, to help lubricate it, to make it easier for the girl.

Justin pushed again, and this time half of his cock disappeared inside
Katie's ass.  Meg heard the girl inhale sharply, then groan with pleasure.
She licked Justin's cock again, and then began to lick the girl's clitoris,
flicking her tongue rapidly against the swollen bud.

"Oh God YES!" groaned Katie.  She bucked her hips back sharply, and suddenly
the entire length of Justin's prick buried itself in the girl's tight, dark
hole.  She took Katie's clitoris between her lips and suckled gently,
peppering it with short stabs of her pointy tongue as she did so.

"OH GOD!  Lick me Meg!  FUCK ME JUSTIN!" cried the girl.  And Justin began
to plow his erection in and out of Katie's stretched, gaping asshole.  Meg
felt the girl's sweaty body undulating in an erotic dance on top of her.
Katie was emitting a stream of constant moans, her face buried in Meg's
pussy.

Meg took the girl's clit firmly between her lips and sucked hard.  "OH FUCK
YES...OH GOD...OH GOD!" cried Katie.  "SUCK MEEEE!"  And suddenly, the girl
was cumming.  She screamed with pleasure as she bucked her body violently on
top of Meg, thrusting her hips back to take Justin's cock as deeply as she
could.  And all the while, Meg sucked on the girl's clit, feeling the tender
organ convulse and throb between her lips.

"FUCK YES!" screamed Katie.  "FUCK ME!" she gasped.  Her body undulated up
and down as her crashing orgasm washed over her.  And then Meg came with
her, bucking her cunt against Katie's pleasure-giving tongue.

And then Justin's loud moan announced that he too was cumming.  He thrust in
and out of Katie's ass in a blur, shooting his sperm deeply into the girl's
rectum.

Finally, their bucking, frantic thrusts slowed, then stopped, and the three
of them panted and heaved in the aftermath of their orgasms.  Meg watched as
Justin slowly withdrew his prick from Katie's clinging asshole, and then it
was free with a pop, wet and shiny with his cum, and hanging mere inches in
front of her face.  She couldn't resist - she extended a long tongue and
licked the creamy residue from his semi-hard cock.  She tasted the pungent
mixture of his sperm and her ass, and she found the taste incredibly erotic.
  When his cock was clean, he pulled away, and she watched, fascinated, as
the girl's anus expanded and contracted.  A stream of semen flowed out and
dripped onto her face, and Meg opened her mouth and drank it in.  She then
licked the girl's asshole clean, soothingly washing the freshly fucked hole.
  Finally, she smacked her lips, and the three of them collapsed in a
sweaty, panting pile.

Blake watched the three of them caress and hug each other tenderly.  He
shook his head in disbelief at his good fortune.  Never in his wildest
dreams did he think his summer would ever turn out like this.  But he didn't
think it would end with the passing of the summer.  He smiled.  Three years
before, Meg had been a shy, rather plain schoolteacher, hardly noticed by
him except in passing.  Three weeks ago, she had been a hot, sexy slut in
his eyes, something to be merely desired and won.  But now, their
relationship was something else entirely.  He liked her, liked her a LOT.
What did the future hold for them?

THE END

Ppcummings
August, 2002