I Feel Lucky by cmsix

Chapter 20

That was it for our talk tonight and after I'd finished my cigar and my next drink, I went up to the twin's bedroom. All my girls were in bed waiting for me, except Mom. I guess that I had to let Dad have some time with her too, every now and then. Actually it worked out pretty well if neither Dad or I ever mentioned anything about it.

It was a good thing that we weren't going to school tomorrow either, but I didn't tell Shelly and Shelia why, just that we weren't. I hadn't asked Dad whether it was supposed to be a secret but I treated it like it was and would keep on until I knew different. I figured that they'd be pretty happy about it too. For a minute or two I hoped that I could get them to take flying lessons with me, then I remembered what had happened when they drove the Vette home, maybe not.

Even after two and a half hours spent fucking all five of them, I still wasn't sleepy while they all drifted off. I was thinking and wondering what was going on with Dad.

He'd seemed to go off on a tangent when he found out I'd been shooting and I'd spent most of the time since then, buying things, and fucking. I also wondered where he'd gotten off to Sunday afternoon and wondered about the decision to move Gail and Kathleen into our house too.

I was all for it and it was working out fine so far. Who'd piss and moan about having so many willing women right at home. Not me, that's for damned sure. It didn't seem like something that would ever have a chance of happening though and here it was, a done deal.

The office down at his work was a surprise too. It was fine with me, more than fine and I was sure that I would love going to 'work' down there. Traipsing down my little secret passage and summoning one of my secretaries for a little 'dick' tation, in my new secret bedroom.

I guess the thing that kept my mind spinning was the way it seemed to happen almost all at once. I was happily taking a Friday off because of a teacher's meeting, after I'd had the beginning of the week off, skipping school for a trip to Dallas, and the next thing I know, I'm off buying a truck and a Hummer and a couple of campers, then another Hummer.

Then Dad goes off for a meeting on Sunday afternoon, Gail and Kathleen are moving in and I'm getting an office, home schooling, and flying lessons. It had been a hell of a weekend and it was spreading on into the next week. I couldn't make sense of it and finally I fell asleep.

Someone was jostling my shoulder and I woke. It was Mom and she shushed me before I could say anything. The girls were pretty much piled on each other and I got out of bed without waking a one, following Mom out of the room.

She headed downstairs and I kept following, into her room and then her bathroom.

"I need someone to wash my back, and my titties and my pussy, are you up for it?" she asked, grinning.

I was naked and had a hard on, of course, so I looked down at it poking out in front of me.

"I seem to be," I told her, grinning right back.

We were in the shower and washing in only a few minutes. Mom's shower had a sort of bench molded into it on one end, and after we'd played with each other for a while, I sat on it and Mom slipped aboard. She set the pace and it was a slow one. We had a really nice long fuck and when Mom went off the second time, I did too.

"You really know how to wake your momma up," she said, as we finished washing and then got out.

"I like the job and I work at it."

"I'll fix you a big breakfast as a reward," she said, pulling on a T-shirt and heading for the kitchen.

I went upstairs, put on some sweat shorts and then went back to the kitchen where Mom was already underway.

"Jack told me about your new office and bedroom down at work, and he told me about the home schooling and your flying lessons too. I guess that you're happy about all that," she said.

"I'm glad about it for sure, but it seems like everything just snowballed from me needing a gun rack," I said.

"I know it might look that way, but we'd talked about the home schooling before. He made his mind up after you caught up a weeks worth of your schoolwork in one morning. We hadn't talked about the new accommodations downtown but I'm sure he thinks that you'll need someplace to spend some of the free time you're going to have now," she said.

"I'm not so sure that I'm going to have a lot of free time. Dad says he wants me to be able to finish all the work for high school in eighteen months," I said.

"It isn't going to be that hard, Jimmy. Your Dad wants you to go to Harvard and if you want to that's fine with me. I hope it doesn't come to it, but if it does I'll put my foot down. You are not going off to college before you're eighteen, and that's final. Not only that, but the twins are not going until you're eighteen either. You three are staying together," Mom said, and I could tell that she meant it.

"Well what will I be doing, if he has me through with high school work in eighteen months?" I asked.

"Whatever you want to I guess, probably a lot of fucking, if I know those five upstairs. I know two of them really well and they aren't going to let a good dick go to waste. I'm sure that Gail, Kathleen and Judith will feel the same way about it. I know that I intend to get my share," she said, and smiled.

"Somehow, I don't think that's going to hurt my feelings, but I can't see myself lying around fucking all day for years, even though it sounds really good right now."

"You'll still be doing a lot of reading too. That's something that can be shifted backward in your education. You can learn the technical things first; even the technical parts of English, then you can do some extensive reading after that. Just because you've finished most of it doesn't mean that we have to send the teacher away," she said.

"I think I see what he had in mind now."

"You may and you may not, but even Jack was going about it ass backwards. We have room enough for twenty-five or thirty people to live in this house and I can't even imagine why he thought he'd hire a teacher to come out here three days a week," she said.

"What?"

"He needs to hire one to move in with us, so they can be available most of the time," Mom said.

"Wouldn't that mean taking in a whole different family?"

"Not if we can get the teacher I think we want. I know of one, she's almost my age, and she got pregnant very young too. I think you and her son are the same age, and she's divorced so they won't have any embarrassing baggage to bring along. I'm going to do some checking on her today and if she's as good as I think, then I'll call her to see if we can get she and her son to move in," Mom said.

"How do you know so much about her?"

"She just fascinated me and I kept track of her without much trouble. I didn't have her followed or anything like that, I just asked around mostly.

"She got knocked up by an older boy, and his family was pretty well off. Her Dad is also a lawyer and by the time he got through, she was pretty well set up for life, financially anyway. In fact that's how I found out about her.

"Your Dad wasn't through school yet, but the boy's father was a client of your Grandfather and they wanted him to fight it out in court. Your Grandfather told them that he couldn't represent them, since he and the other lawyer, the girl's father, were friends. He advised them to settle and scared the shit out of them, with tales of how it would look in the paper, and how the District Attorney would feel about it. It was clearly statutory rape.

"He told Jack and I about it and I felt sorry for her at first and then, I found out that after the baby came, she finished school and then went to college to become a teacher," Mom said.

"It seems to me that if they move in here it will change our lifestyle a little or maybe a lot," I said.

"Maybe, but we can put them in the other wing and keep everything pretty well separated. You probably won't be too thrilled with her here though. She looks a lot like your mother," she said.

"What?"

"That's one reason I was fascinated with her. It isn't that we look alike, especially in the face, but we're almost exactly the same size, our hair color and eyes are nearly the same too. Her titties are a little bit bigger than mine but I think I have a better ass," Mom said, grinning now.

"I'm beginning to like the idea of her moving in a lot more every minute. You say that she didn't remarry?"

"No, she didn't. In fact I don't think she ever had another male friend at all. She might not like men, but as far as I know, she's never had a close woman friend either, except her sister," she said.

"Sister?"

"Yes, she has a sister, a few years younger than she is. She's a blonde though, a blue eyed blonde. She's a teacher too and she's also single now," Mom said, and I figured out that she was way off into teasing me.

"Well I'm going to let you and Dad work all that out. It sounds great to have another beautiful woman around but I think it's time I pulled in my horns, or horn. I might have enough to take care of already," I said.

"It's a wise man that knows his limitations, Jimmy," she said.

"I'm not sure I have enough, but if I don't, I'm getting close," I said, getting up to give her a good kissing and groping.

"At least you realize that you have some limitations, that's more than can be said for a lot of grown men.

"You probably should go wake up your sweethearts and tell them it's about time for breakfast, and then you might want to find something to occupy yourself today. Your Dad will be gone all day at least, and the movers will be bringing Kathleen's and Gail's things before long. I'm sure that we'll all be helping them today. You're on your own," she said, kissing me again.

I went upstairs to kiss and pinch everyone awake. I was nearly pummeled to death with pillows for my trouble. I told them they had a busy day today and when I mentioned the mover's imminent arrival, they finally piled out of bed.

I decided that it was probably another good day for shooting and since I had the hummer now, I got my 7mm Magnum and my 30-06 from the gun case and took them down to the hummer. The Barrett, Pythons and Diamond Backs were still in it. I also brought my remaining Glock down for the trip.

Going to the indoor range first, I took the Glock and all four revolvers inside. Al, the instructor that had helped me last time, was the first one I saw, he was standing over by Scotty's bench and I walked over to talk with both of them.

"Hello, Jimmy, shooting again today?" Al asked.

"I hope to be in a little while, but I'll need your help again I think, do you have time?"

"Seems to be all I have right now. What's going on this time?" he asked.

"I bought some revolvers, and I've never fired one. Is there much difference?" I asked.

"One very big one, do not let your second hand get forward so that the flash between the cylinder and the barrel can burn it or give you a gunpowder tattoo," he said.

"How's that?"

"There is clearance between the front of the cylinder and the rear of the barrel. When you fire, hot gases and tiny particles of spent powder are forced out. If your hand, or anything else is near the front of the cylinder, you'll get a burn and some of the spent powder will be forced into your skin," he told me.

"Ouch."

"At least, probably more like, 'God damn, that hurt, ' is what you're likely to say," he said, laughing.

"I'm going to try to keep from doing it at all."

"That's the best way. What type of revolvers did you buy?" Scotty asked.

"I got two Pythons and two Diamond Backs," I told him.

"Are you sure that they're in good shape?" he asked.

"They're all new, so they should be. I did want you to check them out though."

"Where did you find new Diamond Backs?" he asked.

I named the gun store and then told them what the clerk had told me about the Diamond Backs.

"I knew that the old man died, and I'd heard that someone had bought his whole store and moved it away, but I didn't know who, and I didn't even know that he had any Diamond Backs. I'd have tried to buy them if I'd known about it. I'm sure that they were pretty dear though," Scotty said.

"It doesn't much matter to me, since Dad is very enthusiastic about me shooting and practicing. They were seven hundred dollars apiece," I told them.

"That's not very far out of line, although who knows what's out of line for something that you can't buy anymore. It's more than they were when they were made but that was a while ago too and everything is higher now. Let's have a look at them," Scotty said.

I opened the first hard case and brought out one, still loaded. I unloaded it and handed it over to Scotty.

"Did they have the original boxes?" he asked.

"Yes, I was going to throw them away but Gail told me I should keep them, just in case I didn't like the revolvers and wanted to sell them. I doubt that will come up, but I did put the boxes away where they wouldn't be damaged," I said.

"I don't know who Gail is but that was smart of her. You could probably even sell the boxes to a collector if you don't want them. How were you able to buy these anyway, I know that you aren't old enough," Scotty asked.

I told them the 'call the cops' story and it must be a funny concept, since they even laughed with me telling it. Scotty could hardly believe that the sergeant would do that for me and said that it wasn't entirely legal. He said that it would have satisfied him though, if it ever came up.

They both looked over all four of the revolvers, decided that they were in perfect shape and then Al and I went to the range part of the building. He showed me the proper grip and explained the difference between the revolvers and the Glock, especially the double action difference, and he told me that if I had time, cocking the revolver and firing single action always gave better accuracy.

I spent three hours there and just before I intended to leave, I asked if they knew of a rifle range that had room for really long shots. This led to me explaining about the Barrett and they both wanted to see it too.

I brought it in and they looked it over carefully, they seemed impressed with the quality. They didn't know of a range anywhere near us, where I could give it a real test. I left and went to the regular rifle range we used.

This was an outdoor range and it was nearly deserted today. I spent another three hours there and even though three hundred yards was the longest distance, I put about a hundred rounds through the Barrett. I sighted it in to be six inches high at three hundred yards and hoped that would help me out if I had a longer shot, even though I couldn't actually imagine shooting at anything but a target.

When I got home, I had guns to clean. We had a little workshop in the garage for just this type of thing and I spent an hour and a half at it. When they were all clean again, I hauled them upstairs. I noticed the pickup in the drive and remembered that there were three Winchesters that I hadn't even bothered to fire, another day, maybe.

Kathleen and Gail were all moved in and everyone was in the kitchen when I got there. I spent a lovely few minutes being welcomed home and decided that the asses here fit my hands much better than the revolvers had, but I managed not to shoot in the kitchen.

Supper wasn't ready but wasn't far off. Since I'd stopped around lunchtime for some Bar-B-Queue, I wasn't starving. I sat at the counter and let them tease me while they cooked. It wasn't like normal though, all of them were cooking at something or other, even Shelly and Shelia and that was really out of the ordinary.

It was good when they got it on the table though and Shelly and Shelia had done desert, apple pie. It was damned good and I told them so.

"Just because we don't cook much doesn't mean we can't," Shelly said, poking her tongue out at me again.

"Come here to me, I want that thing in my mouth if you don't want it in yours."

They both came over and we did a little kissing but nothing serious. Later everyone went to watch TV and we were pissed because we couldn't find a porno movie that we thought was any good.

Dad called around nine and told Mom that he wouldn't be back until tomorrow afternoon or night, again. He canceled the plane-scouting trip too, of course. Oh well, as long as he didn't change his mind completely.

Mom decided that it was a good chance for me to sleep in her bed with her tonight and though they grumbled a little, the others took it pretty well.

I didn't feel a bit cheated and while I loved sleeping with a bed full of women, I also loved getting my Mom alone in hers, for the whole night. The only drawback I could envision would be if Dad came home unexpectedly and I didn't really think he would. If he did, well, shit happens.

Mom and I had a nice long hot shower together before getting between the sheets. We cuddled up to kiss and pet leisurely after we had. I did a lot of nipple sucking and a bit of fingering before we flung the sheets off us so we could get down to business.

It was just a treat to get between my mother's beautiful legs, especially since her hot slick pussy was between them too. I pushed up into her, as she guided me in, and then started slow stroking while she held me to her with legs crossed across my ass.

We weren't racing and I kept it slow and steady, taking long strokes and even pulling all the way out every now and then, just so I could push it into her again. As mother's pussy got wetter and wetter I began to hear the squishing of her oils every time I put it up her all the way.

She tricked me and went off about half-cocked for a good come, but I didn't get there with her. After she recovered, I pulled her up onto her hands and knees and got behind her. I was going to mount her dog style but her ass just looked so good, sticking out and taunting me with her pussy's juices running half way down to her knees. I put my face on her pussy and licked.

She shivered and moaned and pushed back toward my tongue as it whipped her clitty. Somehow I got way off into just eating her pussy up, and then my tongue strayed to her rosebud and I tried to push it up her ass. She made a loud groan from down in her chest and then seemed to be almost purring.

I got hotter as I went, and soon I was nipping her ass cheeks with my teeth, then I'd switch to tonguing her pucker. I slid a finger up her pussy to pump it for a while and then went to my knees behind her, grabbing an ass cheek in each hand and squeezing them, pretty hard.

Mom howled like a dog when I pushed it back up her pussy, hard, and started pumping. After a few strokes I pulled my wet dick out of her and laid it in her ass crack, she tensed up, thinking that this was it I guess. It wasn't it though, since I knew that she needed to be a lot wetter back there first.

I pushed around in her crack for a while, spreading her own pussy's lube over her and then plunged my dick back up her for more. I put my slippery finger to her butt and pushed it up her ass a little. She gasped but not really loud, and after a little diddling, she was trying to push her ass onto my finger and her pussy around my dick at the same time, and it was working.

I could feel her ass loosening up some and I pulled my dick out of her again to lay it back up her crack, for more juice. I did this four more times, it probably took ten or fifteen minutes in all, but in the end her ass was slimy with her fuck oil and I'd even been able to push a lot of it up her with my finger.

It was time to get on with it as far as I was concerned. I was more than ready to really get my first piece of her ass. I swabbed my dick up her dripping pussy again and then pulled it out, putting the fat knob right over her rosebud and pressing.

It was so tight, but I knew it would give sooner or later and I could feel Mom trying to relax back there. I'd press it to her and then back off and then do it again and again. Finally my dickhead popped through.

She was pretty relaxed until it went in and then she clamped, I guess it was involuntary. Whatever it was, it was strong and it came from all the way around at once. I was hung and I kept still, anything else right now would probably hurt both of us.

Mom was pretty quiet now but she was panting like a dog. When I felt the pressure ease off a little, I pushed more dick up her, maybe two more inches before she clamped me again. I could take it better back on the shaft so I held still, except for reaching around and petting her pussy with my hand. This action seemed to help her get her mind off the dick up her ass for a minute.

It also let me get more juice for the main deal too, and as I played with Mom's pussy it kept pouring out the hot creamy lube. When I thought I had a good bit, I cupped my hand over her and squeezed a little for more.

I pulled my hand up and opened it over her crack and my cock. I could see her fuck oil drip out of my hand and onto my dick. I spread it a little with my fingers and pushed against her again. I got nearly all of it up her this time and without giving her a pause I pulled it back until I felt her ring around the edge of my purple helmet. Then I shoved it all the way in this time.

"Oh, God damn, Jimmy, God damn, God damn, God damn! OH!" she practically screamed, and I know for sure that they could hear it upstairs.

Things were going my way now and so I started pumping. Mom growled and howled but after two or three strokes she was pushing back at me and the grip on my dick wasn't nearly as tight. It was smoother too since her pussy juice had been spread around by now.

Mon came out with a loud 'Uh' every time I bumped up against her cheeks, but she was into it. Her ass was banging back at me harder with each pump. I gave her a real reach around and began to wiggle her clitty with a finger. She couldn't stand much of this before she went right off.

"Oh, yes! That's it, God dammit, that's it. Fuck my ass harder you big dicked little bastard, harder, harder!" she yelled, as loudly as she could.

Hell, I didn't know any better than to give her just what she was asking for. I leaned all the way over her back, took a titty in each hand for a hold, arched my back and started humping for all I was worth.

Mom just screamed this time, a long loud wail that she kept up until she was out of air, and then she sucked in another lungful and was at it again.

That second scream set me off too and I'd had no idea that I could shoot that much come. It seemed like it came out of me for minutes. When I was done I just fell onto Mom's back, squashing her to the bed with my dick still way up her ass.

We were both out of breath and panting but I did manage to roll off Mom after a few seconds. I was on my back and she was still on her front and she put her mouth on me and sucked on my tongue.

"Jesus, Jimmy, what a ride. I can't believe how wild it felt when you grabbed my titties and shifted your ass into overdrive. I know I'll be sore in the morning but it was damned sure worth it," she said.

"Now, I wish I'd done it sooner, it didn't hurt too bad did it?"

"Not really, there were a couple of twinges, but they were more scary than painful. I know it's going to be sore tomorrow though," she said.

I kissed her fiercely and pulled her over onto me. She snuggled up close with her titties on my chest and one leg thrown half over my two. As we kissed, I reached down to get a hand on one of her astonishing ass cheeks and I squeezed it tight.

"Don't worry then, Mom, I won't do it to you again, tomorrow, after it's sore. I'm sure going to do it to you again tonight though," I said.

She jerked her lips up off mine and I could see she might be about to say something I didn't want to hear. I let go of her ass cheek, raised my hand and then brought it down in a sharp little spank.

"Ouch," she said, and then looked at me, grinning.

I didn't say anything but I did grin back.

"Ok, Jimmy, I get the message. I've gone from Mom to fuck toy in only a few minutes, haven't I?" she asked, and then she put her lips to my neck to suck on it a little.

"Are you upset about it?" I asked her.

"Not so you'd notice," she said, nibbling on my earlobe.

I drifted off for a while with her draped over me, then I woke up later and we did it again. I found some KY this time and it was a lot easier but somehow it wasn't quite as good to me. Maybe because it wasn't the first time any more, but I don't think that was it.

It seemed to be even better for Mom this time and I'm pretty sure that the lube did help on that score. I'd have to ask her later if it really made that much difference to her. We cuddled back together again when we were done and then drifted off to sleep.

I woke the next morning with Mon's mouth around my dick. I could see the washcloth she'd used to clean me up, and it made me feel better. I thought that she would give up on the blowjob and straddle me for a good morning fuck but she didn't. She sucked me dry and swallowed every drop.

When I was spent she snuggled herself up onto me, and rained kisses on my face while I petted her ass. She squirmed it around under my hands and cooed her appreciation.

"Did you notice that I made sure not to spill a drop?" she asked.

"Yes, I saw that."

"I wanted to make sure that I didn't get a spanking this early in the morning," she said, in an oh-so-sexy little voice.

"There are no guarantees," I told her, and she shivered.

I didn't give her a swat, but I realized that she was going to tease me into it again and probably soon. I don't know how I knew, but I did know that she wanted one every now and then. I wondered if I could make it work with Shelly and Shelia. I'd have to see, in fact, I might need to check it out for all my lovelies. I could live with a few red ass cheeks from time to time.

Mom and I got up and took a shower then. I was very careful when I washed around her abused back door.

"It's funny, Jimmy, but it isn't sore yet and it doesn't even feel like it's going to be, I'm really surprised," she said.

"Me too, maybe it liked it," I said, and laughed a little.

"It liked it all right and I liked it. I've never come that hard before. I think that the second time actually helped instead of making it worse, it went in so easy with the KY and it felt so much smoother," she said.

"Maybe we should do it again then."

She smiled an almost shy smile, looking up at me with those big green eyes.

"If you want to, we can."

"Let's wait a day or two, at least. I don't want to put you out of commission; I just can't take that chance. There are other asses around here that need a little too," I said, and tried out my evil grin.

We kissed around a little more and then went into her bedroom to dry off. I didn't have any clothes down here but it didn't matter. Mom put on a T-shirt and headed for the kitchen with my dick pointing the way right behind her. I was probably only about eighty percent hard, but it was sticking straight out.

The others were all in the kitchen, drinking coffee as we came out. I don't have the slightest idea why, but Tolishanea was with them, in her little maid uniform. She was looking right toward me as I walked out, with my dick waving in front of me. Her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open.

She's very light skinned, I think it's called 'paper sack tan' but I'm not sure. Of course, I knew that she could blush, but I'd never seen her do it until now. She didn't get red, she couldn't, but her upper chest and neck did get noticeably darker. Her eyes never left my dick though. I smiled and waved at her as I turned to go up the stairs.

When I got back down to the kitchen, with shorts and a shirt on this time, they all started in on me about scaring the help.

"She wasn't scared, she was in lust," I said.

This got them going and they didn't want to let up. I figured one of them would mention last night's loud noises sooner or later and finally, Shelia did.

"What did you do to our poor mommy last night, we heard her screaming," she said, giggling.

I didn't really know what to say and had decided not to say anything when Mom spoke up.

"Somebody got a dick up her ass last night, and then a spanking, and a dick up her ass again," she said, and almost sounded like she was bragging.

"He spanked, you?" Shelly asked.

"Well it was only one good swat, but then again, I had sense enough to behave after that and not argue. One swat was enough," she said, and then made a point of rubbing the cheek I'd hit.

It was quieter than the Sprint commercial then; you really could have heard a pin drop. I think they were waiting for me to say something but I didn't. I just sipped my coffee. Soon enough they were tired of the silence and Gail started another subject.

"What are we going to do today? We're all moved in and we still don't have to go to work," she said.

"I think we'll all go practice today. I know Shelly and Shelia haven't been in ages, Mom either," I said.

"Practice what?" Kathleen asked.

"Shooting," Shelly said, it isn't so bad, a little of it is fun.

"You mean with guns?" Kathleen asked, incredulous.

"Yes, haven't you ever done it?" Shelia asked.

"Never, I've never even held a gun," she said.

"Well, it doesn't hurt or anything," Shelly said.

"I'm excited, I'm not afraid. I've just never done it before. I bet I might like it," Kathleen said.

"Well I'm afraid, I've never done it either, but, after what Sharon said, I'm afraid not too," Judith said, and then giggled.

Everyone laughed after that and the serious mood from the spanking revelation was gone. We were all heading back to change then and the girls asked if they could wear panties today.

"Of course, feel free."

"Well who's going to fix lunch?" Shelly asked.

"I'll tell Tolishanea and Kamakeata to make some sandwiches or something?" Mom said.

I had a thought then and told her I'd do it. I really wanted to see if Tolishanea would still feel like teasing me, after this morning. I walked out into the washroom/lounge; she and Kamakeata were actually doing something, washing clothes. Of course it mostly involved sitting around and waiting on the machines.

"Tolishanea, would you and Kamakeata fix some sandwiches or something for lunch. We'll be out all morning, probably won't be back until one," I said.

She surprised me a little.

"We'll be glad to, what kind of sandwiches would you like?" she asked.

"Pork."

I left without laughing somehow and wondered to myself if I could have stopped her teasing months ago by just waving my dick at her. I knew it was different now and it might not have been the fact that she saw me naked. It could have been that she noticed that I was naked, and following my mother out of her bedroom this morning.