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CHAPTER EIGHT

Skipping home after her session with Mr. Burke, Janie was aglow. Her cunt and tummy still tingled with the feel of his cum, making her imagine she could actually feel all that jism sloshing around inside her.

That was one nice thing about Al Burke, she thought happily. He had a load of jizz that just wouldn't quit! It waked her silky panties, plastering them to her cunt with a sticky tightness that tickled her heated pussy with every prancing step, keeping her aroused.

It was with that delicious warmth still oozing throughout her that she burst into the living room. Her mother sat curled on the couch before the television, a magazine in her lap.

"Hi, Mom. I'm home!"

"So you are." Mona looked, up with a smile, instantly affected by her daughter's exuberance. "My, you're back early for once, aren't you? Those Burkes usually keep you sitting till all hours. I'm glad to see they've been a bit more thoughtful for once!"

"Oh, it wasn't a real babysitting appointment." Not in the least embarrassed, Janie just had to share her happy glow. "I went over there to fuck Mr. Burke. We fucked right there in his bushes and, wow, did I make him glad I dropped by!"

Mona's jaw dropped.

"I can imagine," she heard herself say dimly, stunned.

And the thing that astonished her most was Janie's total honesty about the whole thing. She hadn't even blinked an eye, as if it was the most normal thing in the world to tell her mother!

"Of course, we didn't have much time, with Mrs. Burke sitting right in the house and all, but it sure was better than last time! Is something wrong, Mom? You look funny."

"Uhhh," Mona didn't quite know what to say. The vivid image of Al Burke with her daughter seemed to burst through her mind, numbing it.

At last, she took a deep breath. It helped clear away the haze of shock. Setting the magazine aside, she found the words. And surprisingly, her voice didn't come out a bit choked.

"Janie, I think we'd better have another woman-to-woman talk. Come here and sit down. I have a few things to say."

Honestly perplexed, Janie did as she was told. Concern knitted her attractive young face, and understanding began to dawn. "It's not wrong for me to tell you these things, is it? I mean, since we haven't been keeping any secrets from each other, I thought you'd want to know."

"No, no, that's all right. You're free to tell me anything, any time. It's… it, it's not that part that bothers me."

She hesitated, not quite certain how to go on. And vaguely, a ripple of guilt began to swell within her. She was the one who'd spent the night with Don Jackson, heedless of her impressionable teenaged daughter. What rights did she have as a mother now? How could she explain the difference between right and wrong to Janie, when she wasn't quite sure of them herself these days?

On the other hand, if she didn't, who would? Al Burke, no doubt!

"Darling," she said at last, considering her words carefully. "Darling, you can't just go dropping your pants for every man who wants you. My God, a precious young woman like you would never get them up again! I'm sure Mr. Burke is… well, a nice man in his way. But no man can help taking advantage of what you've got. Especially if you're offering it to him! You have to be a bit more elective, and find a nice young man who's really right for you. Do you understand what I mean?"

Realization seeped in. Janie's lips tugged then flew up into a wide, knowing smile. "Oh, Mom! I'm not in love with Mr. Burke or anything like that! I'm just sort of… sort of practicing, until the right guy comes along. Besides, it's fun, and he's been teaching me all sorts of new things! There's nothing wrong with that, is there?"

Oh, my God, Mona thought with weak regret. How did I get us both into this?

"I'm quite certain Al Burke sees it that way too," she said, determined not to throw a tantrum. Abruptly, she rose from the couch, her voice firm. "Let me see just what he did, I want to make absolutely sure he didn't teach you anything… uh, painful. Show me your pussy, honey."

Though not quite certain what her mother expected to see, Janie obeyed without hesitation. Pulling her panties and jeans off, she propped her feet up on the edge of the couch, letting her knees drop wide apart.

Mona found herself staring down at the teenager's bared, puffy-lipped young cunt, still wet from her evening's activities.

She knelt, gazing at the splatters of jism that leaked from her daughter's little pussy. White trails of cum oozed across Janie's pink cuntflesh in thick globs. When she reached to pry the girl's cuntlips open, even more jizz slid out.

"Well…" she said, her voice a bit husky at the sight. "Al Burke certainly seems to do a thorough job, I'll give him that! Goodness, I never saw so much cream come out of one prick! Are you sure… that is, you didn't stop to visit any of our other neighbors, too, did you? God, honey, this looks like you've been behind every bush in the neighborhood!"

"Mother!" Janie burst out a shocked breath, surprised that her mom would even think such a thing. "This isn't the first time I fucked Mr. Burke, and it may not be the last. But I'd never go around settling for just any old cock, and you know it!"

Her voice was sincerely indignant, and Mona immediately regretted her hasty accusation. After all, who was she to point a finger, after everything that had happened? How could she blame the daughter for experiencing exactly the same desires that drove the mother?

"I'm sorry, Janie," she said at last, feeling a little dribble of cum trickle across the fingers that still held her daughter's cunt open. "Honestly, I am. It's just that I want you to be discriminating with your experiences, that's all. Do you understand?"

Janie nodded, easing the worried frown on her mother's brow. "You don't have to worry about me. Really, Mom. I know what I'm doing."

"All right," Mona sighed, her anxiety lifting into a smile. "I'm glad we had this little talk. And now I think it's best if we get rid of the evidence. Let me take care of that, darling."

She leaned forward, and her tongue darted out. "Ahhhh," Janie squealed delightedly as her mother tongued her tingling pussy, licking along its slick flared lips and dipping between them to collect the drool of Mr. Burke's cum. Her pussy seemed to spark with hot little jolts of electricity as all the jism was worked out of her and swallowed up. Her mom's lapping tongue traced across every tender fold until not a drop of evidence remained. She kept licking until she had the teenager twanging up, her slender thighs tautening and pussy bursting with new juiciness as she groaned ecstatically.

All too quickly, it was over.

Once she was sure every last trace of jizz had vanished between her lips, Mona rose.

"Now go take a shower and cool down. And remember, we'll keep no more secrets between us from now on, whatever happens. Any problems can be worked out, just so long as we're honest with each other. All right?"

Janie hopped up and gave her mother a quick hug. "All right. I love you, Mom."

Then she darted for the shower to cool her seething young cunt.

Mona watched her daughter go, still smiling.

Rut the worry persisted through the rest of the evening. And as a mother, Mona couldn't have just any horny man with a stiff prick filling those needs! She might not be any prize-winner as a mom these days, but she was still Janie's mom, for better or worse.

Even after she went to bed, her mind was churning in fear for her daughter's safety, scheming motherly schemes.

She didn't get a wink of sleep until, finally, far into the night, she struck upon a scheme that just might work.

At least, it might be worth testing out, tomorrow.

The moment he got off work, Chuck Peters scrambled across the parking lot to the rusted six-year-old sports car he'd bought with his own money. He was clutching a large, heavy bag of groceries.

He dumped the bag in the back seat, then leaped behind the wheel. Pushing back a mop of sandy hair from his eyes, he felt his stomach tense in a knot of anticipation.

Chuck roared the car to life, and he tore out, hardly able to believe his luck. Mrs. Sanders had called in a big shopping order, and she had asked for him to deliver it.

Oh, man, she'd asked just for him!

With that thought whirling through his head, he had to force his foot to ease up on the accelerator, pushing through the endless traffic. The vivid memories of Mrs. Sanders' voluptuous body made his balls tingle and tighten as he drove. It had been two days since that unbelievable session in the parking lot, and he hadn't forgotten a single instant of it. He remembered the way she'd hefted her big tits up to him, the way he'd sucked and tasted them in his mouth. Her snug, squeezing cunt had slid on his prick, pumping the cum right out of him while that gorgeous body had writhed and her soft, deep voice wailed for more.

"Ohhh, shit!"

Cursing with nervous impatience, he swung around slow-moving vehicles and veered onto her street. His hands were sweaty, and his stomach clenched in a turmoil of hope, fear and nervousness. Even now, it was hard to believe that beautiful woman had let him fuck her. Hell, she'd practically begged for it!

As he pulled up in front of the Sanders house, Chuck couldn't help the surge of doubt that ripped through his gut. Sure, she'd asked just for him, but that didn't really mean anything, did it? What would a woman like that want with a teenage guy, when she could have just about anybody in town? Hell, who could get that lucky twice?

He sat in his car for a long, fearful moment, almost too scared to go up to the door and find out.

At last, taking a deep breath, he wiped the sweat from his hands and climbed out. Scooping up the loaded bag, he walked quickly up to the front door, then rang the bell. His legs felt weak, and his face went red.

When the door swung open; he wasn't disappointed.

"Why, Chuck! My goodness, I didn't expect you quite so soon! Come in, please. That bag must be heavy."

Mrs. Sanders stood there in a sexy, low-cut dress, looking more beautiful than ever. She beamed at him.

"It's no trouble, Mrs. Sanders." Blushing even more deeply before the magnificent brunette.

Chuck hastily lugged the groceries into the living room, and he set them carefully down on a table.

"It certainly was nice of you to make a special trip," she was saying, enjoying his unease. "Corning out all this way to deliver those things."

"Aw, it was nothing." When he straightened once more to face her, his face went crimson. Oh, shit, he had a hard-on already! "…anything else I can do to help, Mrs. Sanders?"

"Well, let's see…"

Mona smiled, looking him up and down. Her eyes widened a bit when she saw that Chuck's cock was creating a fierce bulge, straining outward with obvious intensity.

Despite herself, she felt her pussy cream, tingling with warmth at sight of that lush young stiffness. She was tempted to take advantage of that hard, youthful cock on the spot. She hadn't seen Don since yesterday morning, and her cunt was more than ready for some action.

But Mona had a plan, and it didn't include soothing her own ache, no matter how much it needed soothing.

Still, a little fun might be nice.

Unable to stand her monetary silence, Chuck burst out quickly. "I mean, anything you need done, like… like last time?"

His mouth twitched in a small shy smile, and she had to give in a bit.

"Well, I don't really have any thing for you to do, but I suppose you deserve a nice tip for treating a customer so well. Is there any special tip you have in mind?" She'd caught the way his gaze traveled over her body, and her lips tugged up with a knowing smile. "Oh, I think I remember just what you like best. Come here, Chuck. I have the very thing for you, right here."

Still smiling widely, she pulled down one of the straps of her flimsy dress.

A large, creamy tit spilled free, all ripe and jiggling, pointing its fat, pink nipple out at him. Even as he gaped at her tingling tit tip, it seemed to blossom like a flower, distending to an inch-long tremor of arousal that made his throat constrict.

"Mrs. Sanders," Chuck groaned.

He swooped. His mouth fastened greedily on her hard-peaked tit, lips sucking with furious need and prick throbbing up stiffer than ever.

Shoving her tit to his face, she let the dress slip to the floor. Then her fingers went to work on his clothes as well.

Far from resisting, Chuck only mouthed her quivering nipple all the harder. Moments later, he was absolutely nude, his cock shivering up with arousal as her hands pushed him back to the couch.

"Ahh, that's good! Now just sit back, while I make sure your cock is nice and hard so we can really have some fun. That's it, yessss."

Chuck sat. His prick soared up in the air, bobbing and vibrating with urgent twitches. Mona's tit slipped from his lips, and she knelt.

Her mouth sank over his massive, reddened cocktip, and she began to suck.

"Oh… oh, yeah!"

He arched up, groaning happily. His cock seemed to fit perfectly between Mrs. Sanders' full lips as her tongue flitted across its sensitive surface, tasting his pisshole. She sucked faster and his balls started to ache. He clutched her head, thrashing and working more of his prick up her throat. Chuck's eyes rolled, and Mona purred.

And at that moment exactly, the back door banged and Janie Sanders' voice came toward them from the kitchen, light and unsuspecting.

"I finished watering the flowers like you wanted, Mom. Now what can I – uhhhh?"

She froze in the kitchen doorway, staring at her mother, who knelt over the teenaged boy draped across the couch. Both of them were stark nude.

"Oh, shit!" exclaimed the boy.

At first, Chuck was too stunned to move. As his eyes unglazed, and Mona raised her head. Then his hands flew down in an instinctive effort to hide his slickened hard-on from the open-mouthed girl who stood there, taking it all in.

They faced each other, both totally astounded.

"Well, it's about time you got here, darling." Mona's brown eyes flashed wickedly as she enjoyed the teenagers' mutual reaction. "I thought you might miss out on the fun completely, for a moment there! Have you met Chuck, our grocery boy?"

Slowly, Janie nodded, dumbfounded. She and Chuck were in the same class at high school, and she'd seen him around lots of times… but not like this!

Rising to her feet, Mona went on. "Well? Are you both going to just gape at each other, or shall we do something about this situation right now? Janie?"

Mother and daughter gazed at each other, and realization sank in. Overcoming her initial surprise, Janie felt her lips tug up.

"I, uh… I better go." Dazed and embarrassed, Chuck started to reach for his clothes.

"Oh, that's all right."

Janie's voice cut his motion short, and something in it caught his breath. He looked up, too numbed with shock to know quite how to respond to this unexpected situation.

His eyes bulged.

Janie grasped her tee shirt. In one sure motion, she peeled it up and off. Her bare tits heaved upright and thrusting forward with her arch.

Chuck's mouth went dry. Before he even had time to take in that sight, she was unsnapping her cut-offs.

The crisp, bunched, denim slithered down her thighs, and the boy let out a hoarse breath as her blonde, fleecy cunt bush came into view.

Then she was swaying forward, her pussy melting in a flood of heat as Chuck's bare, veined prick leaped up, bobbing huge and enticing before her.

"You don't have to go just yet, do you?" she said, making her voice sexy and bold. Under Mona's approving gaze, she stood before him, feeling her cunt gush hard under his open stare. "I mean, I don't mind if you and my mom fool around, Chuck. But the least you could do is invite me, too! You don't mind that, do you?"

Totally overwhelmed, Chuck found himself caught up in a situation he'd never imagined in his wildest, horniest dreams. Two of the sexiest women in town were standing right in front of him, their big tits pushing out and tufted pussies all slick and glistening. Mona's thick brown curls tangled wetly, and Janie's gold bush split open to display her pink, pouting little pussy mouth.

"Ohhh, shee-itt! Mummmmffhh!" His face plunged into Janie's mound of cunt hair, tongue leaping along her pussy crack.

She squealed. "Oooooh!"

A burst of juice flooded onto his jabbing tongue, and he gulped it down. His tongue raced across her plumped pussylips, wiggling up between them, making her shudder and open her legs wide apart.

"Oh, Chuck, that's so nice! Eat me, eat me good! Ohhhh!"

Her cunt mashed against his mouth as she gyrated down on his lunging tongue.

Mona had to smile. Well, the kids certainly seemed to be hitting it off! She hadn't really expected it to go this smoothly, but it was hardly surprising. After all, Janie was a popular girl at school; no doubt Chuck had been only one of a hundred boys who'd longed to get their hot little tongues and pricks into her cunt!

And he was definitely taking advantage of that opportunity now. Moaning deep in his throat, he sloshed his wet, fat tongue into the girl's slushy fuck slot. He drank up her juices, bobbing for even more.

"Oh… ohhh, fuck that's nice!"

Squirming and arching in unison, the two teenagers were instantly caught up in their mutual hungers.

This was what she'd planned: a nice, shy, big cocked boy to help her daughter through the uncertainties of her new-found womanhood. But Mona had no intention of being totally left out.

She knelt once more, easing between their bodies and resuming her mouth-hold on his engorged prick.

Soon, she had it quivering between her lips on the verge of explosion. Janie was yelping and humping on Chuck's mouth, and he was groaning as his cock and tongue wagged furiously in their two moist, warm vises.

Mona did one of the hardest things she'd ever done before. She drew back, knowing that only a couple more sucking strokes of her mouth could have unleashed a geyser of hot cum down her throat.

Gasping with hungry frustration, she grasped his rigid prick and pushed him back on the couch. He slumped willingly, his mouth and chin shining with her daughter's cream.

"Now, darling, I want you to get to know our grocery boy the best way of all," she managed, squeezing his swollen cock. "Let's show Chuck just how much we appreciate him. Hurry dear, before I beat you to it!"

Janie was only too glad to oblige. She practically leaped onto his lap, her slender thighs flying wide apart, and her arching cunt surging for the meaty prick in her mother's fist.

"Ahhhnnn!" the girl moaned.

His flared cockhead sank between her cuntlips, and the lovers both gasped.

"Janie… that's so… fucking… good!" Chuck arched up. His prick slid snugly into her hot, grasping cunt as it poured syrupy juices onto her mom's fingers.

Mona withdrew her hand just in time. Instantly, the teenagers were thrashing in a fury of activity, Janie bouncing on his big, thrusting cock, and Chuck clutching her bouncing tits.

Totally caught up, they began to fuck wildly. Their bodies heaved and meshed together, flat stomachs rippling in unison and downy crotch mounds entangling into a carpet of brown and gold fur as his cock soared up her sucking pussy, plummeting them both to climax.

Mona watched it all, her expression aglow. For right or wrong, she'd brought them together. Now only time would tell.

As if that thought came right on cue, Chuck spumed.

"Uhhhh!" he cried.

At the same time, Janie's blue eyes flew wide, and her head lolled. "Aaannnggghhh!"

Blast after blast of completion tore through them. His jism ripped up into her beautiful clenching little cunt, draining dry, while she exploded again and again in orgasm.

"Oh, Janieeeee!"

"More, more!"

They were still twitching and grinding together as Mona quietly gathered up her dress, then slipped into it.

When she paused at the door to look back, they were clinging in a happy embrace. Their faces were lit, lips and tongues flitting to each other as if they'd known each other all their lives.

Satisfied, she turned and went to look for Don.