Joanie rolled over on her side so she faced Sandy. She reached
out her hand and brushed a few strands of wispy blond hair from
Sandy's face. They were smiling at each other, Sandy's lips shining
and slightly parted. Joanie put her hand on the back of Sandy's head
and pulled her into a kiss. Their heads danced together, and I saw
their tongues twining and rolling together like sibling snakes. Joanie
moved her hand from Sandy's head, and moved it lazily down her back,
massaging her spine, until she reached her ass. She grabbed the
eighteen year old's butt and pulled their bodies together. Sandy's
long pale legs intertwined with Joanie's opulent tanned thighs as they
pecked and probed each other's mouth.

Joanie brought her hand from around Sandy's rear end and began
rubbing the young girl's breasts, bringing her fingertips together and
pushing, splaying her fingers as she did so. Then she would pull her
hand back, rejoining her fingertips, capturing Sandy's abundant tit-
flesh. At the end of this motion, Joanie would twist Sandy's nipple.
Joanie kept up this caress in a steady rhythm.

Sandy tentatively placed her own hand on Joanie's breast.
Joanie gave a hum of pleasure, and reaching behind her, untied the
string holding her bikini top. Her top fell in a small pile between
them. Sandy rolled Joanie's full breasts around and around. pressing
them to Joanie's body. Joanie in turn recommenced her fondling. She
hooked her finger in the top of Sandy's suit, and pulled it off her
tit. Sandy's tit literally spilled out of the bikini. Her nipple,
smaller in circumference than Joanie's, was an incredibly light shade
of pink. Like her clit, it was abnormally long, extending beyond the
pillow of her pale white breast at least a full inch, smooth and
gently tapering at the tip.

Sandy shifted nervously. Joanie said, "Relax, honey, you can
trust me."

Sandy smiled at her again, "I know, it's just, uh, I'm afraid
of sunburn."

Joanie threw her head back and laughed. She looked down at me,
silent witness to their pleasure. She smiled at me and said, "I guess
we'd all better be careful. Let's go upstairs to Bob's room. I've got
some things I'd like to share with both of you."

They both stood up. Joanie said, "Let's give the little
slutboy a hand. He looks like he needs it."

I raised up, unsteadily, Joanie and Sandy holding my elbows.
As I stood, my bare chest brushed Sandy's distended nipple, still
hanging from her top. She shivered. Joanie reached across us and
taking Sandy's hand from my arm, lowered it and placed it on my dick.
My turn to shiver. Together they led me through the sliding glass door
into the house by my throbbing cock, Joanie and Sandy's fingers
entwined. I hurried to keep up.

We never made it upstairs. We took a couple of steps into the
kitchen, and Joanie turned to us. Maintaining her hold on me, she put
her other hand on Sandy's shoulder and knelt in front of me, pushing
Sandy to her knees as well. She said.

"Let's make slutboy squirt, feel how stiff he is? He's been so
nice and quiet. Mommy wants to see him squirt for you."

She yanked Sandy's swimsuit top off her body, and cupping one
of Sandy's tits, pulled me into her. Sandy's large soft pillowy breast
swallowed my hardness. Joanie pulled me back a bit, and looking down
at Sandy's incredibly long stiff nipples, said, "Honey, your nipples
must be incredibly sensitive. Come on slutboy, rub your dick across
Honey's nipple."

She manipulated my cock so that the ridge beneath the head of
my dick went back and forth across Sandy's light pink nipple. Her nip
was so stiff and long it felt like a pinkie finger rubbing the most
sensitive part of me. Sandy and I both moaned.

Moving behind Sandy, Joanie grabbed both of the nubile
teenager's tits and trapped my cock in between them. I fucked her
cleavage violently, my dick lost in her white flesh except in my
upstroke, when the purple head would emerge. Joanie increased the
pressure on Sandy until her obscene eraser tip nipples joined
together, then Joanie rotated and rubbed them together. I swung my
hips forward with abandon, enveloped in Sandy's cleavage.

I came, then, without warning, in thin high spurts. My first
spasm hit Sandy in the chin, and splashed Joanie on the lips, as she
looked over Sandy's shoulder. The rest of my cum shot out in squirts
all over Sandy's tits. Joanie rubbed a gob of it between the elongated
nipples of the eighteen year old blond.

Joanie then said, "Now comes the good part. You know what to
do now, don't you, be a little cum licking pervert for Honey."

Sandy and I looked into each others eyes, sharing our shame
and pleasure. Keeping our eyes locked together, I lowered my head and
took the cum-drenched distended nipple that Joanie was proffering to
me in my mouth. I bit her lightly with my front teeth. I had cum a
lot, and had to swallow several times as I worked my way up to her
chin, where my jizz still hung thickest. Sandy rubbed both of her
hands over my still hard dick. Even though I had just cum, my fifteen
year old penis, enflamed by the filthy doings of the afternoon,
remained filled with blood, and turned a deep red in Sandy's fingers.
I made my tongue into a point and caught the dollop of my own juice
hanging in a viscous string from Sandy's chin on the tip of it. I
carried it there, my tongue out, to Joanie's waiting tongue. We
embraced, Joanie and I, sandwiching Sandy, and danced my cum around
our tongues.

Sandy pushed me on my back and speared her mouth with my
wiener. She brought her head down and took me up to my pubes, making a
nasty wet sound. Her hair fell around her face, and her cheeks
hallowed as she sucked me like a vacuum cleaner. I could only glimpse
Joanie, hidden behind Sandy, doing god knows what to her.

I glanced over to my left and saw a pair of legs. In shock I
fell back. Vickie was sitting on a kitchen stool, her textbooks on her
lap. She had her head down, watching us with burning eyes, her mouth
ajar, breathing heavily. Sandy saw her about the same time I did, and
jumped up, grabbing her bathing suit and running from the room. I
guess this was a little too much for Sandy! Joanie was last to notice
her daughter watching her boyfriend lick his own cum off the tit's of
her step-brother's girlfriend, tits being fondled and offered to her
boyfriend by her very own mother. I blushed, for the first time that
day. I lay back on one elbow, my ankles crossed, my dick hanging
erect.

Joanie sat cross legged at my feet, her big brown tits shining
with sweat. She brushed her hair into place with her hand. She said,
"Well, dear, home early?"

Vickie just sat there, her hands balled into fists. Her
textbooks slid off her lap and clattered on the tiles of the kitchen
floor. Her face was puffy, and tears gathered in the corners of her
eyes. At last she spoke, "Mom, it's just so unfair, it's just not
fair."

I looked at the floor and blew a quiet whistle.

"I should be doing that to Bob. He's MY boyfriend, not
Sandy's."

Joanie said calmly and evenly, "Vickie, if you want him to be
yours, you've got to act like he's yours."

Vickie slumped her shoulders, collapsing in on herself.

"Oh Mommy, I'm such a," she paused, searching, "I'm such a
COWARD!"

"Honey, you're just young, baby. Nobody expects you to know
everything. Come on, honey, don't cry."

I felt like shit. I managed to pipe in, "Vickie, it's you I
love."

Joanie and Vickie both looked at me hard and said, "Oh, shut
up."

Joanie said, "Vickie, if you want some help, I'm always here
for you. I've told you what I think you should do with Bob, and since
you haven't followed my advice, he's up for grabs."

She rocked forward and grabbed my cock, as if to illustrate
her statement. I wondered what on earth Joanie could have told Vickie
about me. She wasn't acting very motherly now. She shook my prick,
bringing it back to full attention. She leaned forward and held me
with both hands, moving them up and down. I hissed and arched my back.
She said, "You don't need to fear this, you can make it do anything
you want. Sit down here, I'll show you."

"I dunno, Mommy, I'd be more comfortable in a place with more
privacy."

"Suit yourself. Come on, Bob, let's all go upstairs and show
Vickie what this can do."

We headed up the narrow back stairs, Joanie swinging her ass
back and forth in her disheveled bathing suit, Vickie in her white
cotton blouse and plaid schoolgirl skirt. Her long alabaster legs
pumped up the steps. I followed behind, my dick banging against my
thighs.

Joanie led us into her bedroom. She took me by the dick again
and led me to the center of the room. I stood still and Joanie gripped
my wrists and bent my arms behind me. She barked, "Stay like that."

She went to a drawer and came back with a pair of black nylon
stockings. She offered one to Vickie and said, "Tie his hands behind
him with this."

She stood in front of me while her daughter tied me up. She
shucked her bikini bottoms off. She stood and watched me, hands on her
hips, legs spread. I had never seen anything sexier, her head thrown
slightly back, her slender arms crooked, her full breasts heaving,
those giant succulent nipples, the gap between her legs where the
black fur stood at a crest, her ample thighs, her sinewy calves and
last, but not certainly least, her narrow ankles, her heavenly feet. I
stared at her nudity, eyes popping out of my face. Joanie had wormed
her way into my psyche, and as I stood there, helpless, my breath came
in long gasps. Joanie held the other nylon draped down her leg.

Vickie did a thorough job, cinching my wrists at the small of
my back. She walked around me and stood next to her mother. She looked
down at the other black nylon and asked, "What are you going to do
with that, Mommy."

Joanie slinked to me, bending down, and said, "This is
insurance."

She wrapped the stocking twice around the base of my cock and
balls, then once tightly around the base of my cock alone. She tied a
knot, leaving the unused part of the stocking hanging. My dick filled
and pulled against the restraint. Joanie stood up again, holding the
end of the stocking. She pulled it a little. A rush of ecstasy spread
in my groin. She walked me closer to Vickie using the black nylon as a
leash.

"He doesn't seem very frightening now, does he, honey."

"No Mommy, he doesn't", Vickie finally smiled, and taking the
nylon leash from her mother, gave my boner a couple of tugs. Joanie
said, "This keeps that nasty dickie in its place, and keeps Bobbyboy
from cumming unless WE want him to. Why don't you go get some of those
presents I gave you, I think they might come in handy."

Vickie handed her mother the leash, and ran out the door.
Joanie reeled me in until I stood with my body pressing against her.
She hissed, "OK, pervert, it's showtime. I want you to make my
daughter happy. She needs to cum so bad she can't see straight. And
she needs you to do it." Joanie yanked the stocking several times to
emphasize the words. "Everything that's happened so far today is just
a prelude to what's about to happen. I'm going to rev you up and
make you do things so nasty I'm even embarrassed to think about them."
She pulled the nylon with one hand and drummed a finger on the
thickness of the head of my prick. "I am going to make you lick every
part of Vickie's body, stick your dirty little tongue in every hole,
rub your nasty dickie on every square inch of her, and when you're
through I'm going to fuck you myself, do you hear me, slutboy." She
lifted her thigh and thrust her hip forward so her cunt made contact
with my nylon wrapped boydick. She pushed against me, rutting her
pussy on me. I whimpered. "Nnnng, this is just the beginning, little
pervie, just to keep you interested."

Joanie stood on tip toes, and threaded the leash through her
legs. She ran the nylon under her pussy and took hold of the end
behind her. She pulled my cock through her thighs, then lowered her
self down on it, fucking back and forth. I felt her full pussy lips
wrapped along the top of my dick.

"Oh yeah,that's it. I love grinding your dick with my pussy.
Feel how wet Mommy's getting." She was letting go with a torrent of
cunt juice and obscenities. She wiggled back and forth, jamming her
clit and pussy lips against my cock, which was bent down and held by
her weight, struggling to stand upright.

"Ooh yeah'. she groaned. She reached down and aimed me at her
cunt. Wrapping a tanned thigh around my buttocks, she pulled me closer
and surrounded me with her pussy. I almost cried it felt so good.

She leaned back and held on to my shoulder with one hand, and
fucked me in fast economical strokes, her breasts jiggling in
counter-rhythm. She took one last thrust, and I looked down where our
loins met. She pulled back slowly, her cuntlips sliding and holding my
purple boyprick, which was glistening with her juices. She stepped
back, turning me loose, and my cock sprang back and violently slapped
my stomach.

Just then Vickie returned. She had changed into a short black
silk kimono, which barely cleared her waist. She held a paper shopping
bag at her side, and stood next to her mother, poking some errant
strands of her chestnut hair behind her ear.

Joanie still held me by my nylon leash, and she looked over at
her coltish daughter, who was staring at my bound pecker. Joanie told
her daughter, "I know you're afraid of sex, baby, that's why I gave
you those toys. Look at Bob's dickie, it's no different just because
it's attached to him. He lets me do anything I want with it, don't
you."

"Yes, Mommy."

"Take off your robe and show this little slutboy your
beautiful body. He'll show his gratitude with this." She yanked me
again so my dick pointed at Vickie.

Vickie untied the sash that held her robe on, and shrugged it
off her shoulders. She was tall, my height, with chestnut hair cut in
a long pageboy. Her eyes were aqua, her nose strong and aquiline, and
her lips were full, almost fat. I loved kissing their softness. She
was pale, in sharp contrast to her mom, and slender. She had barely
developed. Her breasts were small hillocks on her chest, but her
nipples were completely out of proportion, as big around as Joanie's
and full. Her areoles stood out from her chest, puffed and brown. Her
waist was narrow and her hips flared out. Her body was splattered with
cute freckles. Her pussy had a sparse covering of light brown hair.
But her legs! She may have had the torso of a girl, but she had the
legs of a chorus-girl. Most of her height was due to the length of her
legs. I stared for the first time at my girlfriend nude. My heart
pounded, and my mouth went dry.

Joanie went behind me and pulled me roughly to the end of the
bed by my bound wrists. She pushed me back on the bed, then took
Vickie by the hand and guided her up next to me. She fished inside the
shopping bag and pulled out a bottle of massage oil and a white
plastic vibrator. Vickie and her mother sat on opposite sides of my
waist. Joanie said, "Hold out your hands, baby."

When Vickie did what she was told, Joanie poured massage oil
in them, the excess spilling all over my loins. Joanie then took
Vickie's hands and placed them on my dick. Joanie said, "Get him all
oily, honey, I want his peter slick. I want him to show you dickies
are for more than just poking."

Vickie squeezed my sex in her slick oily hands, kneading me.
She had rubbed my boner accidentally a couple of times before, through
my jeans, but had always jumped as if she'd been electrocuted. Now she
milked me with even pulls. Joanie said, "Now, rub him against your
breasts."

Vickie took the stocking leash and pulled my dick
perpendicular to my body. She leaned over me and barely touched the
tip of my cock to her puffy nipple. She tantalized her engorged
nipple-tip with the bulging purple head of my bound cock, holding me
at the base, and waving my wand back and forth. She leaned over
farther and pushed my dick into her tit. Her nipple, along with the
head of my prick, disappeared into her flesh. I felt a sudden shock.
Joanie was leaning over my other hip, sliding the vibrator up my dick
to her daughter's nipple. We both twitched and moaned. Joanie held the
vibrator parallel to my prick and turned the power up. Vickie rubbed
herself obscenely on my meat, her nipple expanding and becoming even
larger. Joanie poured more massage oil on me, holding both the
vibrator and my cock in her hand. Becky leaned her body over, and for
a few moments used my humming cock to fuck the prickly skin of her
armpit. The scratchy whiskers made me squirm.

"That's right, baby, use him. Make him fuck your armpit."

Vickie sat up, then leaned back on her arms, her shiny brown
hair falling away from her face. She rubbed the bottom of her right
foot against the slickness of my buzzing unit, kneading me between her
toes. She put her head back and groaned.

"Oh Mommy... this feels soo good."

Joanie was breathing in uneven rasps, "You're feeling your
power, baby. This little slutboy's penis is yours, yours to play with,
yours to pleasure yourself with."

Vickie ran her foot along me, turning it to and fro so the
delicious humming made slippery contact with her puckered sole, her
long pink toes, her heel, around her ankle.

Joanie said, "Come up her, baby, come up here and rub your
slutboy's dickie on your pussy. Make him make you cum, Vickie... "

Vickie swung her leg over my hips, and straddled me, sitting
on my thighs. She looked crazy, a patina of sweat covering her entire
body. Her red brown nipples looked painfully swollen. She moved up
until her child-like pussy was pushed up against my cock. Joanie said,
"Yes, that's it, rub your pussy on your slutboy's vibrating cock."
That's what she did. She rutted her hips and spread her thin little
pussy lips until they fit around the underside of my cock. Joanie
held my cock and the vibrator next to it against the pink open sex of
her virgin daughter. Vickie's nether lips made wet slapping sounds as
her mother tormented us by rubbing my fibrillating dick on her
daughter's clitoris. The resonance of the vibrator was driving us both
to the edge. But the black nylon stocking tied around my cock and
balls wouldn't let me finish, not yet. I was somewhere between
complete pleasure and utter agony. Vickie started gasping in short
bursts.

"Hee, hee heee. Here it comes", said Joanie.

Vickie pressed my cock and the vibrator hard against her pussy
and tensed her body. She suddenly froze, except for her hips, which
bucked against my prick. She yelped, "Ohohohoh, yes yes yes."

She continued to tremble for some time, holding her mother's
hand and my stocking-tied cock tightly against her sopping cunt with
both her hands, the tendons sticking out. The only sound was the buzz
of the dildo. At last she slid back towards my knees.

Vickie sat very still, Joanie switched off the vibrator, and I
could do nothing but grit my teeth. My nuts felt the size of
grapefruits. Vickie opened her eyes.

"Wow."

She clambered up the bed and covered my face in kisses.

"I love you so much, Bob. I love you I love you I love you."
She was grinning widely and shaking her head like a puppy.

"Good job, slutboy, now it's time to reward your patience.
Vickie, come over here."

Vickie galumphed over to Joanie's side. She hugged her mom,
like a daughter hugs a mom, and kissed her cheek.

"Thank you too, Mommy."

"What are Mommy's for, baby?"

Joanie handed the dildo to Vickie. She took my legs, and bent
them back, towards my head. I was too heavy. Vickie grabbed a foot and
helped. I lay with my knees bent, feet in the air, ass and dick
exposed to my girlfriend and her beautiful, happy child. Joanie said,
"We're going to make Bobby very happy now, Vickie. This is something
hardly anyone does for a boy, but sometimes it's the best thing for
them.".

She was rubbing more oil on my cock and nuts. I couldn't
imagine what she was talking about. I just wanted her to untie my poor
aching privates and let me get release. Joanie's hands were joined by
Vickie's, slathering more massage oil on me. Joanie lifted my leash
and dragged her fingernails over my balls She raked the sensitive
patch of skin between my balls and ass.

Vickie followed suit, the eager student. Joanie said, "Hold
out the toy, darling."

Joanie poured a generous stream of oil on the dildo, jacking
it off, while Vickie rubbed tentatively on my tender virgin asshole.
It dawned on me what Joanie was going to do. I had felt a full body
rush of humiliation as I realized she planned to buttfuck me with her
daughter's white plastic dildo. I pulled my knees up higher. I was
ready, prepared to be Vickie and Joanie's butt-slut. Vickie massaged
my balls with squishy squeezes.

Joanie handed the slimy dildo to her child, and said, "Here,
baby, stick this in your boyfriend's ass. Take his cherry, honey. Then
I'm going to leave you alone for a while, and I know you'll let him
take yours."

Vickie held the plastic dick in her hand, knitted her brow,
and asked, "I don't know what to do, Mommy."

"Oh sweety, let me help you."

They held the phony penis in their hands, and Joanie guided it
to my asshole. She told Vickie to pour more grease on it. I was lying
back, in heaven. I hadn't spoken a word in an hour while my girlfriend
and her mom used me like a pleasure tool. And now they were going to
penetrate my most private place. I was so lucky. I hope I didn't wake
up and find out it was all a dream.

Joanie and Vickie rubbed the tip of the dildo against my
asshole. I gasped. They worked it slowly back and forth, inserting the
tip bit by bit into me. I had never felt anything like it. I matched
their probing by lifting my hips and thrusting against the invading
vibrator. They gave a forceful shove and the white plastic gizmo slid
past my anal ring and deep into my ass. I moaned. My face flushed
bright red and the tendons stuck out in my neck. Joanie said, "Now
just fuck him, baby."

Vickie pushed and pulled the cock in and out of my ass with
long luxurious strokes. I saw stars. Joanie sat at my side, knees to
her chin, watching her child fuck my ass with her head turned to the
side. Vickie flicked the switch on the bottom of the sextoy, and as
the humming filled me, she began to rotate the evil little dick as she
pushed it in and out of me. My universe shrank and became the pleasure
that my girlfriend gave me, fucking my ass with her dildo.

Joanie reached over and untied the black nylon stocking that
restrained my cock. Unleashed from its prison, and aroused beyond
belief by the fucking my girlfriend was giving my ass, I filled with
new blood. Every vein on it stood out. Joanie took the stocking and
put her arm inside it like a glove. She ran the nylon covered fingers
of her right hand over my over-loaded penis. My over-sensitized penis
could feel every warp and weave of the black nylon Joanie was using to
polish my penis. Vickie increased her tempo, sliding the dick in me
with both hands. The rasp of the nylon on Joanie's fingers was making
my cock an angry red. My heart beat filled my ears. Oh god oh god. My
ass clenched tight around the dildo. Joanie pulled her hand down to
the base off my pecker, and cum started flying everywhere.

I felt a mouth engulf me and swallow my sperm. I looked down
and saw it was Vickie. She sucked hungrily on my head as I pumped
more and more cum into her mouth. Joanie sat back and beamed at us.
She retreated off the bed and left us alone. Vickie looked up at me,
spizz dripping from the corner of her mouth, and smiled.

Joanie was right, later that night Vickie did give me her
cherry. She tied me to her bed and rode my cock until dawn.
Vickie's Mom Chapter 4
"Shaved by Joanie"
by Cinque Manson

No one who saw us at the Hamburger Hut would have mistaken us
for anything other than what we appeared. Young lovers, not yet sweet
sixteen, holding hands under the table, eating french fries and making
goo goo eyes. Vickie and I wandered among the other shoppers on Drake
Street, protected by a bubble of love. In the back of the bookstore,
in the dark refuge of the psychology section, we clutched and kissed.
But we nearly always maintained a demure facade in public.
At Joanie's house it was an entirely different matter. Almost
the moment we entered Vickie's mother's house, her demeanor changed
from virginal fifteen year old to experienced maitrisse with the snap
of her now regal fingers. Sometimes this created delightful
incongruities. One day, after her volunteer job at the community
hospital, she trussed me up like a turkey and made me service her
asshole with my mouth, her red and white candy-striper outfit bunched
around her waist. I lapped her creamy butt cheeks like a starving cat,
and when she pulled her cheeks apart with white-knuckled fingers, I
parried and thrust my tongue around her pinkish-brown asshole. I
inhaled her earthy smell, and noted every subtle change in her taste
as I probed the inside of her with my tongue. At first a little
bitter, as my efforts increased, her butthole produced a slow steady
flow of rectal mucus, my ambrosia, musky and thick. She kept me
captive, eventually cumming four times, bent over with my tongue
snaking in and out of her wrinkled little anus, for over an hour. When
she was satisfied, she straightened up, patted her dress back into
place, and adjusted the plastic badge that said "Vickie", with a
smiley face dotting the "i", over her left tit. She beamed down at me
as I kneeled on the kitchen floor, nursing my aching tongue. She
grabbed my face and french kissed me passionately. Joanie clicked by
in her tiny opened-toed sandals, and ruffed up my hair,

"What a good little slutboy", and went back to stirring the ingredients that would eventually be our dinner.

Sandy, Vickie's step-brother's eighteen year old girlfriend,
moved into our happy household a few days later. I was in the
backyard, on top of a step-ladder, pruning the privacy hedge around
the swimming pool. I heard Joanie's BMW pull into the garage, and the
back gate swung open with a crash. Sandy shoved a large duffel bag in
front of her, with Joanie taking up the rear, carrying a couple of
shopping bags. She called over to me,

"Make yourself useful and carry Sandy's bag up to the attic."

After I threw Sandy's olive-green duffel in the far corner of
what I thought of as my room, I joined Sandy and Joanie downstairs.
They sat on a divan in the sitting room, Sandy hunched over, wringing
her hands, and Joanie leaning back casually with her arms extended
over the back of the sofa. Joanie said,

"Sandy's dumped Junior. She called me this morning crying her
eyes out, poor thing. So I've invited her to stay here and try and
sort things out. You two can share the attic for now."

I started to ask how we were supposed to share a room with one
bed, but Joanie put her finger over her lips, and I closed my mouth.
After a minute of silence she said,

"You know, Sandy, Vickie's still a little miffed at you for
playing with her slutboy."

Sandy shifted uncomfortably in her bellbottomed jeans. Her
ample breasts shifted in her tube top.

"I feel just awful about that. I don't know what came over
me." I think she must have thought our little party had been an
aberration. "I'm mean it was really good, what happened, I mean, uh,
just not Vickie seeing us." She had no idea that after Vickie had
caught her tit-fucking my cock that Joanie, her daughter, and I had
gone upstairs and fucked and sucked the rest of the afternoon. Joanie
said,

"Well, I think you owe her an apology, at least."

"Yes, ma'am."

"You know, I was planning a special dinner for Vickie tonight.
How would you two like to help?"

"Sure!" I said with enthusiasm.

"I guess so, but I'm a pretty lousy cook."

Joanie turned to Sandy and said,

"I was thinking more of service, for the both of you. You can
carry a dish, can't you."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good. Let's go upstairs, there are a few details I'd like to
go over before I start cooking."

"Me, too?" I asked.

"Of course, my darling little pervert. You're one of the
details I need to work on."
Joanie led us up to the attic room. She threw the shopping
bags she had brought in with her on my mattress. She told Sandy to
open them. Sandy bent over my bed and pulled out a pair of pink bikini
cut panties, sheer to transparency, and a black silk kimono, identical
to one Vickie owned. Joanie said,

"No, not that bag, that's for slutboy."

Sandy reached into the other bag and fished out an incoherent
tangle of leather straps and patches, studded with stainless steel
snaps. She looked at them, confused. Joanie stood with her arms
crossed over her tit shelf and said,

"Those are your serving uniforms. I want you to strip down now
and we'll attend to some personal grooming before you put those on."

I didn't take much coaxing. I peeled off my T-shirt and
cutoffs in five seconds flat. My dick, exposed to my Mommy Joanie,
stirred and became heavy, although not fully hard, not yet. Sandy sat
on my mattress, staring at the outfit she held and shaking her head.
Joanie said sharply,

"Don't get shy on me, young lady, I've just saved your butt
from Junior, and I'm giving you an opportunity to make up with Vickie.
Just do it and get it over with."

Sandy kicked off her rubber thongs. She pulled the tube-top
off her big soft breasts and lifted it over her head, cascading her
long straight surfer-girl hair through it. She stood side by side with
me, unbuttoned her bellbottoms, bent at the knees, and shucked them
and her panties down her long pale legs and over her feet. She put her
arms to her sides, and we both presented ourselves to Joanie.

Joanie looked at us for a moment, then approached us. She
faced Sandy and placed her hands on Sandy's shoulders. Joanie ran her
hands lightly down Sand's collarbone, meeting at her cleavage, then
moved them outwards over Sandy's melon breasts to her incredibly long
distended nipples. Sandy sucked her breath in sharply. Joanie didn't
linger, though. She moved her hands down Sandy's belly and lowered
herself to the floor. She held her hands in the attitude of prayer and
pushed them between Sandy's thighs, pushing them open, exposing
Sandy's sex. It was covered in fine blond hairs. Joanie moved her
hands back and forth on either side of Sandy's apricot shaped pussy,
and Sandy's knees bent slightly to accommodate Joanie's touch. Joanie
said,

"Mmmm, Sandy, you're really built for sex. Your nipples and
clit are so yummy I can hardly stand it."

I watched as Joanie spread Sandy's pussy and exposed her nasty
dangling clit. It protruded an inch from her open lips. The sight of
it made my dick dance and grow towards the ceiling. Joanie said,

"Look, Honey, look at what your nasty big clitty does to the
slutboy. He wants to rub his little dickie all over yours. Just look
at him."

Sandy raised her oval face and turned her almond shaped blue
eyes to mine. We shared a look, remembering the last time our eyes
met, when I'd sucked a copious load of my boycum off her stiff long
nipples. She looked down to my prick, standing out from my pubic hair,
growing bigger with each heartbeat. Sandy said,

"His dick gets so big."

Joanie replied, "You make it big, Honey, your sex makes it big, don't forget
that."

Joanie took her hands away from Sandy's sex, and Sandy's body
followed her touch, just a bit. Joanie cursorily stroked Sandy's legs,
and made a sour face. She said,

"That won't do at all, you've got to shave your legs, Honey, I
can't have you serving my daughter with all that stubble."

Sandy blushed a very appealing pink. Joanie looked over at my
dick standing at attention at her eye level and said,

"Your too hairy for my taste, too. Well, let's go take care of
both of you."

She took us down to the master bathroom, and sat Sandy on the
toilet. Joanie pulled off her white cotton peasant dress and kicked
her panties into the open laundry hamper. She sat me at Sandy's feet,
and instructed me to clean her legs with my mouth, starting with her
feet. She rummaged around in a cabinet under the lav while I started
my tongue bath. I sat back a bit from the full bodied eighteen year
old, as she raised her foot to me and pointed her toes. I loved
holding her heel gently in my hand while my tongue washed her arch,
sole and ankles in wide strokes. She curled all her toes but the big
toe, and I took it deeply into my mouth, twirling my tongue around and
around it. Sandy moved a hand into her lap and furtively frigged
herself.

"Ah ah ah, none of that, Honey. I don't want you to get ahead
of us", Joanie rebuked as she got on her knees behind me.

I felt her hands slathering something gooey on my balls, which
were hanging under my ass, vulnerable to her as I concentrated on
Sandy's delightful pink toes. My testicles felt strange, tingling as
Joanie kneaded them with some sort of liniment. They grew warmer with
her touch, then hot, then excruciating. My balls were on fire, heavy
and full. Joanie reached beneath me and jerked a handful of grease on
my cock, which slowly began to burn . My sucking and toe worship
became fevered as well. The bathroom filled with a menthol aroma and
Sandy and my moans.

I scratched the soft wrinkled sole of Sandy's foot with my
front teeth and she wiggled her ass on the toilet seat. Her legs were
spread, and as I laved her feet I stared agog at her nasty erect
clitoris, which had joined my blazing teendick in throbbing and
twitching.

Joanie moved beside me, and with an aerosol can sprayed the
leg I wasn't attending with shaving cream. She said,

"Honey, put your foot in slutboy's lap, that's it."

And she covered that leg in foam. She handed me a disposable
razor and said,

"Ok, hotshot, I want you to make her as smooth as a baby, and
you'd better not knick her, I want her perfect for Vickie."

Sandra's beautiful pale white foot rested on my pulsing penis.
The unguent that Joanie had rubbed on my cock and balls steamed and
Sandy's toes, cool and wet from my saliva, felt heaven sent.

I started a tentative pass with the razor near Sandy's ankle.
Joanie was behind me again, and as I carefully scraped the shaving
soap off Sandy's leg, I felt one of Joanie's fingers teasing my
butthole. I undulated between the weight of Sandy's toes wrapping
around my cock head and Joanie's exquisite probing of my ass. I moved
up and down between the two, splaying Sandy's toes with my pecker, and
impaling myself on Joanie's finger. Too late! I felt the burn
spreading from my anal ring, up to where Joanie was tickling my
rectal walls. I was trapped between the delicious foot in my lap and
the mentholated finger Joanie diddled inside my asshole. Tears dripped
down the sides of my eyes.

I kept shaving, cautiously overlapping each pass so I missed
no hairs on Sandy's long lean shins and thighs. Sandy turned her foot
outward and I rubbed a dollop of foam on her inner thigh, up to her
crotch. I leaned forward, to work more closely, and I smelled her
cunt, like wild mushrooms and trout. She held my prick hostage in the
firm clamp of her toes as I placed the razor against her pussy and
drew it back to me in delicate movements.

When I finished with that leg, I sat back, and Sandy switched
to the other. Joanie kept up her frigging of my glowing butt,
accelerating and decelerating her rhythm, keeping me on the edge
without bringing me to climax. When that leg was finally done Joanie
said.

" Go sit over there for a minute, slutboy, I want to finish
Honey myself."

I sat on the edge of the tub and watched as Joanie knelt in
front of Sandy. Grabbing Sandy's thighs, Joanie positioned her closer
to the edge of the toilet seat. With a squirt of the aerosol can,
Joanie covered Sandy's pussy with foam. She massaged the foam into her
pubic hair with two fingers. Sandy gritted her teeth and said,

"Ow, that burns a little!"

"Quiet up there", Joanie snapped, and with a couple of quick
flicks of the razor, she had denuded Sandy's pussy of its wispy blond
hair. Sandy's pointy clit seemed to stand even farther out from her
sex now that the surrounding cover of hair was gone. Joanie dipped her
mouth down and caught the freakish imitation of a penis between her
lips. Sandy cried out and raised one of her legs to allow Joanie clear
access to her sex. I hissed my breath in and out through my teeth.
Joanie always had a way of cranking me up.

Joanie said, "Lie right there, slutboy, its your turn." She pointed to the fuzzy blue bath mat. I lay down on my back, anxiously anticipating my shaving. "Sandy, get down here, I'm going to need your help with this little pervert, he's just covered in fur." I did have a little puff of chest hair and a fairly thick blond thatch of pubic hair for a fifteen year old. I waited in happy anticipation for the women to shave me.

Joanie sprayed shaving cream on both my legs, around my stiff
purple dick, and then up my belly to my navel. She handed Sandy the
razor, then walked up to my head. She told Sandy to get started, with
the same warning she had given me to take care. Joanie placed a tanned
narrow foot on either side of my head. Then she crouched over my face,
eclipsing the bathroom light with her ass. She ran a shaving cream
covered hand over my chest hairs as she tantalized my face with
grazing sweeps of her own thick pussy bush. She tweaked and twisted my
nipples and lowered herself on my mouth. She said,

"Oooooh, slutboy, come on and eat Mommy's cunt. Stick out your
filthy tongue and make Mommy feel better."

She ground her cunt into my mouth and nose, leaving a trail of
lubricating fluids as she spread herself on my face. And her taste.
Her sex tasted sweet, like earth, lemon, and brown sugar, not some
artificially flavored douche, but her own natural juice and skin
combined, intoxicating and addicting. I couldn't get enough, pivoting
my head up and down, my tongue absurdly extended, trying to gather
every drop of her into my mouth and down my throat. Her glistening
black pubic hedge rubbed unmercifully on my cheeks and chin. She
thrust her hips forward a little and let my tongue play on the brown
rose of her asshole. I adored her anus, tickling it with my tongue in
a point, then, with my tongue flattened to a broad plane, I lavished
Joanie's butthole with worship. She pushed against me and my tongue
entered her royal rectum. I was overcome with the nasty shame of it,
as I always was. I fucked her asshole forcefully with my mouth,
pushing my tongue along her delicious shit channel. She rewarded me by
mixing her butt-honey with my saliva. A string of her golden rectal
mucus connected her asshole and my tongue-tip as she shifted her cunt
back over my feverishly working mouth. Sandy shaved the fuzz off my
legs. Joanie clasped the head of my straining boy boner by her tapered
fingertips and held it up straight. She said,

"Go on, Honey, shave those ickey hairs off slutboy's dickie."

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