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CHAPTER NINE

Don Jackson shut the lawn mower off and breathed a loud sigh of relief as he mopped the sweat from his face. He squinted from his front yard in the morning sunlight, looking across the street at Mona's house. Standing there sweating and dirty from mowing, he found himself smiling. Was she up yet this morning? Not that it mattered. After last night, she had a perfect right to sleep late. Christ, she'd practically worn his balls off, fucking like crazy!

His gaze fell on the skimpily-clad teenaged girl who lay stretched out on a fluffy beach towel, and all thoughts of last night were thrust away with a twinge of guilt.

Janie Sanders lay sunning herself and reading a magazine, just as she had been all morning. Don had caught her watching him several times as he mowed the lawn, and a dull suspicion had crept into him. Did she somehow know what was going on between he and her mom? Hell, how could she not know? The way they'd been running back and forth across the street these past few days, what else could she think?

The realization made, him wince. On the other hand, Janie had to find out sometime. And maybe it would work out best all around if she already knew, after the things he and Mona had talked about last night.

On impulse, Don took a deep breath and headed across the street, not taking time to think.

The teenager's head popped up as if she had been watching him all along from the corners of her eyes. "Hi, Mr. Jackson!"

"Morning, Janie." He crossed the yard, then stood over her, not quite able to keep his eyes from drifting along the smooth curves of her slender, tanned body. "I haven't seen much of you around lately. How's summer vacation treating you?"

"Great." She wiggled a bit, displaying the fact that her flimsy bikini covered very little. The enticing jiggle of her dangling young tits made him sweat harder, and the full round upthrust of her ass reminded him a great deal of Mona.

His cock gave a nudge in his shorts, and he jerked self-consciously as the teenaged girl went on.

"It's the greatest vacation I've ever had, and it's hardly got started! With practically the whole summer ahead, I'm going to have more fun than ever! Are you all right, Mr. Jackson? You look kind of strange."

"Uh…" He coughed, tearing his gaze from her body, and rushed on. "Just the heat, I guess. Is your mother up yet? I kept her out pretty late last night… I mean, we had a lot to talk about."

A mysterious little smile darted across her lips, and he had the unpleasant feeling that his words weren't fooling her at all. She shrugged.

"I don't know. But you can go in and see, if you want. Mom wouldn't mind that, I guess. Since you're dating and all."

"Uh, yeah." He was growing more uncomfortable by the moment under her steady gaze. "Well, I think I'll do that, if you don't mind. And, if I were you, I wouldn't stay out too long in that outfit. You're going to get yourself burned in places you wouldn't believe!"

He tried to joke his way out from under those wide blue eyes, but his grin came off weak as she spilled even more knowingly. "I won't, Mr. Jackson. See you!"

Don turned and fled.

Once in the house, he chuckled safely at his own embarrassment and paused to take a few deep breaths, then headed up the stairs toward Mona's bedroom.

"Honey?" he rapped lightly on the closed door, then peeked his head in. "You up?"

As he'd suspected, Mona was asleep. She lay in a tangle of sheets, one leg stuck out bare, an arm thrown across her tits and long brown hair flowing across the pillow.

He crept in and stood over her, staring down.

Christ, she was gorgeous! Don felt an ache swell in his stomach, a pleasant hunger not quite like anything he'd ever felt before. Oh, Christ, was this love?

He almost turned away, hating to wake her. But he hated to leave even more.

Instead, he unthinkingly reached down. Gripping the sheet that lay crumpled over her, he gently eased it back.

He sucked in a delighted breath when he saw that she was nude. But then, Mona had a natural beauty that never failed to take his breath away. Her bounteous tits jutted upward, their pale creaminess topped with fat nipples that were just ripe for eating.

But even more enticing than that was her dark furred pussy, glistening in the morning sunlight between her slightly spread thighs with a temptation he just couldn't resist.

Kneeling before her at the foot of the bed, Don pressed his face into that soft luxuriant carpet of fur. His tongue flicked out.

"Uhmmm…" She gave a small moan as he stroked her parted cuntlips, feeling them moisten quickly in response. A burst of cream oozed warmly over his tongue, and he lapped it up. Then, eager for more, he eased between the butterfly spread of her flared cuntlips and dipped deep inside her.

"Ahhh," she sighed.

Mona's body twitched. Her legs drifted farther apart, giving him free access. Don tongued her juicy cunt as if he'd never tasted its sweetness before. Plowing up into the depths of her, he swallowed the nectar of her cunt. His tongue wiggled with wild darting jabs inside her pussy, trying to taste every inner recess.

It didn't take much of that to have her panting softly and arching on the bed, her pussy mound hunching up in spasms.

Mona's eyes fluttered open, and she groaned. She reached hazily down to clutch at his head and humped ecstatically.

Don pulled abruptly back, meeting her slightly unfocused gaze with a grin.

"Good morning, sleepyhead. Now you know just what it feels like to have a wet dream… like the kind you've been giving me!"

"Oh… ohhh, you bastard!" She laughed huskily and opened her legs even wider. "Now that you've got me started, come here and finish the job, damn you!"

But he stood up and shook his head, enjoying her gasp of frustration. "Uh uh. Let me shower off first, get some of my front yard off me. Then I'll give you a going-over that'll make you think you're finished all right, once and for all!"

"Promises, promises!" She made a face, still squirming with horny arousal as he headed for the bathroom. "You'd better just keep this one, buster!"

Her voice sounded woeful behind him, and Don chuckled lightly as he crossed the hall. He turned the shower on full-blast, then shucked his clothes and stepped in.

The cool spray rushing over him felt wonderful. In fact, the whole world was wonderful. As he showered the sweat and grass off his body, Don was humming happily. His cock lolled with half-stiffened anticipation as if fully aware that it was going to be snugly sheathed in Mona Sanders' hot cunt just minutes from now.

For the first time in his life, Don was truly a happy man. He'd finally met his match in Mona, and they both knew it. Just as they knew she'd met hers, as well. The things they'd talked about last night, the plans and hopes and dreams that lovers murmur lying in bed together, should have seemed a little silly and embarrassing in the gray light of morning. But they didn't.

Oh, Christ, I've really got it bad!

Smiling broadly at that pleasant realization, he soaped himself down with new vigor.

He didn't notice the bathroom door swinging open.

He didn't see Janie standing there, taking in his nudity with a pleased, hungry gaze. Or the way her eyes lit up when she saw his monster of a prick swinging up in rigid arousal, weaving under the spray all slick, fat and tantalizing.

She responded instantly, fingers flying over her bikini. Its top fluttered away, and the bottoms struck the floor at the same moment.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, she stepped under the spray with him.

"Hey!" Don laughed as smooth feminine flesh pressed against him. Expecting to see an impatient Mona, he turned. "Can't you wai… aaaiiii!"

He stared as Janie Sanders smiled up at him, her sleek body shining wetly under the stream of the shower, and her big, slick tits gouging into his chest, their nipples hard and thrusting. "Hi again, Mr. Jackson! Wow, you sure have a big cock! Mom said it was something else, but up close it really is!"

A small fist wrapped around his engorged prick, and Don jerked as if he'd been shot. "What… oh, Jesus, what the hell are you doing? Janie, stop that! For Chris sakes if your mother walks in and sees us – stop it!"

Stunned by the abrupt appearance of the girl and the nearness of her smooth body, he tried desperately to pull his throbbing prick from her grasp.

But somehow he couldn't seem to escape. Janie clung to his cock, squeezing with firm assurance. It swung up to full stiffness in her hand as he gaped down at her big, thrusting tits, watching the rush of water cascading off their round nipples.

Don opened his mouth, but only a harsh grunt came out.

Pleased at his dumbfounded expression, she cupped one of her big tits, hefting it up in invitation. "You like my tits, don't you, Mr. Jackson? I'll bet you'd like to suck one, wouldn't you? Go ahead. I don't mind! Because there are things I like, too… like this."

Her golden wet cunt swung forward, rubbing its downy moss against his cockhead with bold invitation.

Don groaned. It happened so suddenly that all he could see was her pink-tipped tit pushing up at him and all the moist cunt hair melting against his inflamed prickhead, making it strum forward for more.

He couldn't help it. With an almost agonized growl, he swooped, and his mouth fastened on her tempting taut nipple. "Unnhh… mmmm."

This time, it was Janie's turn to gasp. Her pussy creamed furiously, and she shoved her tit to his sucking mouth for more. "Oooh, yesss! Yes, Mr. Jackson, that feels really good! Suck me nice and hard, just the way you do Mom! Aaah."

This was what she'd been awaiting a long time, maybe from the very moment she'd seen Mr. Jackson's big, meaty prick plunging into her mother's cunt that first night not so long ago. Raising a tapered leg in the air, she pulled his giant prick between her soaked thighs and felt it slide along the flared trench of her pussy.

"Oh… ohhhh!"

The tip of his cock slipped between her sopping cuntlips, and any last protests slid out of Don's throat in a moan. He heaved forward automatically, and his massive cock sank several inches into her.

"Aaannnh!"

Janie let out a small overjoyed wail as her pussy was pushed open to take the biggest prick it had swallowed yet. She clung to him, her fingernails digging into his slippery back and her upraised leg kicking in the air as his cock slid to its hilt.

"Ohhh, Mr. Jackson!" she panted, writhing against the water-beaded shower wall and twisting on his monster prick. It slid and lurched in her hot pussy, pulsing like a bomb about to explode. "You're fucking me! Do it, do it good! Fuck meeee!"

"Oh shit," Don groaned. Helpless under the squeezing friction of her snug little cunt, he began to shove his cock in and out. His big hands slid down to cup her ass, kneading her asscheeks with rough hunger. Suddenly, they tightened. Janie found herself being lifted into the air, both legs kicking out free.

Then, with one deft motion, he thrust forward. His cock slammed up inside her, and she squealed: "Gaammhh!"

Pinned to the wall with both legs fluttering up to limply wrap about his waist, she gasped ecstatically as Don's strong hands clutched her ass and held her to the spat. His cock surged in and out of her cunt with fast, furious strokes.

"Oh, Don, fuck me, fuck me just like you do Mom! I want your prick all the way in me, like you give it to her! Faster, give it… ohhhh, that's so fucking good! More, more! Unnnnh!"

Don plunged, sinking his cock into her blonde cunt with harsh urgency. Unable to stop what was happening, he gave a pained whimper and rode her on his prick as if she were practically weightless, jamming it into her pussy with tortured, violent thrusts.

Her face wrenched in a look of pure delight, and she cried out. "That… that's nice, that's really nice! Make me cum! Oh, Don, I'm gonna cum! Fasterrrrrr!"

The spray rushed over their hunching bodies. Janie arched onto his enormous prick with a gleeful series of gasps as it pumped her to a spiral of orgasm.

Despite himself, Don felt his balls churn. Driving his cock in and out of the girl's sucking hot cunt, he felt an explosion boiling up inside him. His voice hissed out as he fucked into the cunt of his lover's daughter. "Take it! Take it! Unh… unnnnh!"

Janie spasmed, and her head rolled back.

"Owwwooohhh!" she sobbed.

Then it happened. He grunted and slammed his cockmeat into her, just as it blasted its load up her cunt.

They twisted and surged in unison, simultaneous orgasms wrenching through them both. For an instant, even thoughts of Mona slipped from his mind as he pistoned spurt after thick spurt of jism up her tight pussy.

"Uuuuuuhhh," he groaned.

"Ohhh, yessssss!"

They reeled under the streaming shower, both totally engulfed in mutual explosion. Don felt every drop of jizz being sucked out of his bloated prick, just as expertly as if it were Mona doing the sucking. Finally, when she'd taken it all, she slumped.

"Oh, Donnnnnn."

Her legs fell apart, dangling in the air.

Janie and Don were leaning limply against the shower wall, both drained and gasped for breath, when they heard Mona's voice cut sharply through their sated haze.

"Well, it's about time you two got better acquainted! But did you have to use up all the hot water? I might've liked a shower, too, you know!"

"Mona!" Don jerked away guiltily. His cock slurped from Janie's pussy, plopping its downcast prickhead in her mother's direction. He stammered, unable to collect his disjointed thoughts.

"This… this isn't what it looks like."

"That," Mona quipped, "would be a neat trick. Because what I just saw could only look like one thing! And you, young lady… the least you could've done was wait until I'd had a little more fun before you went throwing yourself on top of him! Now I'll have to start warming him up all over again!"

She stood there in a sheer, pale nightgown, smiling as if she'd just caught them playing some mischievous prank.

Leaning dazedly against the shower wall, Janie smiled back. "Tha… that's okay, if you let me help. Can I, Mom? I'll bet I could warm him up again for you!"

Taken all at once, it was too much. Don stared from one to the other of them with his mouth open, not knowing what to say in the midst of this baffling scene. So he didn't say anything.

"Oh, no you don't!" Mona reached out suddenly, and she tugged deftly on his prick, pulling him out of the shower. "You've had your share of fun for the morning. Now it's my turn!"

Don was agape. He followed meekly as she pulled him away, having no idea at all what to expect next.

A moment later, he found himself sprawled dripping-wet on her bed. Mona's nightgown drifted to the floor. Janie was also there in the room.

Then both gorgeous, nude women were converging on his soft prick.

Their tongues lashed out greedily across his massive cock, and he groaned as reality slipped further and further away.

"Jesus, I can't believe this! Oh Jesus!" But it was happening. Purring like a pair of kittens, Mona and Janie lapped his heavy balls and lolling cock back to life. It nudged up, slowly stiffening as he gazed down at the two pink tongues flitting across his sensitive fuck shaft. Soft golden curls and glossy brunette tendrils cascaded over his hairy stomach like ticklish fingers as the women licked and mouthed his swelling prick with worshipful care.

Janie lifted her head, aglow with pleasure. "All right, Mom, he's all yours! But I'm going to have fun, too. You're not the only horny woman under this roof anymore!"

She scooted up to Don's face, her big tits dangling above him with obvious enticement.

"Janie, I don't think – umff!" Any protest he started to make was smothered as a large, hard, pink nipple found its way between his lips. He couldn't resist pursing his mouth around her rubbery, oversized tit tip, sucking at its textured sweetness as Mona's mouth covered his inflamed cockhead.

The brunette's lips moved lovingly up and down his blossoming fuck shaft. One of her hands tickled his balls and the other slipped between Janie's thighs to massage her drenched cunt. The teenager thrashed, moaning.

"Ohhh, suck me Don! Suck my tits good! Good, goooood!"

It was the craziest situation he'd ever been in. But under the direction of two of the most beautiful women he'd ever known, it quickly became the nicest as well. Don's hands slid along Janie's arching back, then drifted down to her quivering young ass, grasping both pliant ass globes and dipping along the crack to glide through gold cunt curls.

Don's hand met Mona's, probing there as well. She gave a sound of acknowledgement and sucked his cock all the harder. Her sticky fingers entwined with his, guiding them to Janie's cuntlips. It was Mona who pushed Don's fingers into her daughter's twitching froth of cuntjuice, who led him to Janie's pussy and stroked their entangled fingers along her tender young cuntslit.

Before he quite realized it, Don had a finger up Janie's cunthole. It was joined by one of Mona's. In unison, they began to finger-fuck Janie's pussy.

"Ohhhhhh, yes!"

She wailed happily, thrashing on their fingers and shoving her tits to Mr. Jackson's mouth in an ecstasy of sensation.

For what seemed an eternity, the three of them sucked and fingered in a trio of uninhibited delight.

Suddenly, Mona couldn't withstand his pulsing prick any longer. Plucking her finger from Janie's cunt, she rose and gasped.

"Oh, darling, I've just got to fuck your cock! If I don't get it in me this very moment, I'm going to scream!" She staddled his slickened prick, poising her aching pussy above it.

With a single downward thrust, she slammed onto his prick full-length, taking every inch of it up her cunt. Mona reeled rapturously, swaying to roll his engorged cock inside her.

At the same time, he arched up, jamming his finger into Janie's cunt in a spasm of dizzy pleasure.

"Ohhh, fucking yesss!" the teenager squawked, creaming like crazy. Abruptly, she twisted forward from his probing finger, hastily wiggling atop him and planting her slushy cunt on his face.

"Eat me! Use your tongue to fuck my pussy, Mr. Jackson! Do it. Ohhh, fucking baby, do it!"

Don's mouth was filled with sweet gyrating pussy, its soft fur tickling his nose and cheeks. He shot his tongue eagerly up her delicate, hunching cunt, and twirled it wild inside her.

Panting and gasping ecstatically, the teenager twisted around on his face to confront her mom, who was seesawing on his prick with the luxurious abandon of a woman finally fulfilled.

Cock and tongue drilled up into the two of them in a wordless expression of mutual need as Don tilled both their cunts, totally absorbed in the strangest experience of his life.

Their lust-hazed eyes met, and Mona smiled. She leaned forward, cramming his prick meat even more tightly inside her. Janie did the same.

They clung together in a frantic, moaning kiss, tongues spearing hungrily into each other's mouth as Don drove them to mutual orgasm, his cock on the verge of fresh explosion.

When he came, it was with an upward lunge that stabbed his prick and tongue completely into both his women's loving pussies.

"Muhh!" Mona hummed. "Uhhhmmmm!" Janie wailed. The three of them came like that, shuddering and writhing and groaning.

"Fffuum, ohhh, babyyy," Mona cooed deliriously as the last little splatters of his jism seeped into her. Then she sank in oblivious joy beside him, her cunt slurping off his drained prick with a loud squishing sound.

Janie slumped forward, but she wasn't done yet. Her soft lips slid across Don's dripping prick, tongue joyfully collecting the film of thick juices that covered it.

She twisted slightly, then dove between her mother's open legs.

"Ahhh," Mona sighed as her bloated cunt was lapped into fresh tingles, cleansed of his thready jism.

At last satisfied, Janie swung about to join them, squirming atop her mom and Don in a exuberant hug.

"Oh, wow, this is terrific!" Her voice was gleeful, a breathless gasp. "I wish… I wish we could be like this forever! Why don't you marry Mom, Don? Then you could be my dad!"

"Janie!" Mona gave a little laugh, but her face blushed nicely. She avoided Don's startled stare like a shy bride, remembering the veiled promises they'd made each other only last night.

"Your dad…" His voice came out in a croak.

Janie's eyes were bright and penetrating. She wiggled, unconsciously grinding her lush cunt against his thigh. Mona's blush turned fiery. She nuzzled embarrassed against his chest, her breath warm and vibrant on his skin.

Janie's dad.

Mona's husband.

Well, worse things could happen to a guy, couldn't they? And it didn't really sound too bad, not too bad at all.

Don grinned.

"We'll see. We'll just see about that." And they did, too.