## Chapter 4 Paul finally loses something he’s had far too long.

Sarah returns from her shopping trip as Paul is buffing out the last bit of wax.

“Paul, you always make my car shine so nicely. Thanks, honey.”

“You’re welcome, Mom.”

“Are Connie and Stephanie back from the mall?”

“They never went, she and Connie stopped to get her money, and they stayed to help me wash and polish the car.” Now, this isn’t the full truth, but it is all he will swear to now.

“Where are they?”

“I think they’re up in Connie’s room.” He sent them up there after their fun because his father said the car had to be polished by his return. Paul knew that he meant it, and didn’t want to offer as an explanation that he had also wanted to get a blowjob from Stephanie after his sister had blown him.

“Thanks, hon,” and she swivels on her high heels and strides up the sidewalk to their front door.

Sarah puts her packages on the counter, looks out the window and watches Paul stowing the hose and bucket in the garage. Pleasure surges though her as she watches him walk from the car to the garage. He is so handsome and virile, she thinks. Her rise in passion is also linked to an overpowering sense of protectiveness. She can deny him nothing and will grant him anything.

The phone rings.

“Hello.”

“Sarah, Carol, we’re having a cook out tonight and wondered if all of you would join us.”

“I don’t think we have any plans. Greg will be home a little after five, but I’m sure we can be there.”

“My nephew, John, bought a new suit and my sister, Cathy, thought perhaps Paul would like the old one, if it fits. It’s in great shape, he’s only worn it a few times”

“I’ll have Paul try it on tonight. He needs a new suit. I’ll bring some wine, and I have a fresh loaf of French bread.”

“That would be great. Come over about 5:30 and we’ll have drinks.”

Sarah hangs up the phone. She enjoys Carol and Bob’s company and these cookouts are always delightful. She opens the window facing the garage and tells Paul about the cookout. Slipping off her high heels, Sarah walks back to her bedroom.

In her walk-in closet she removes her blouse and slacks and hangs them up. While hanging them up, she sees her image in the dressing mirror on the wall. She admires her plush cleavage and her still trim build. She had not put a bra on this morning. She had looked in the mirror and decided she didn’t need one. Forty, she thought, and only a little droop. She looks at the hair on her pussy and decides to shave it off with her next shower. Greg has always wanted her bare, but she thought it awfully slutty. She touches her pussy and she thinks she just might surprise Greg. Something like turn out the lights, push him back on the bed and set her hairless cunt down on his mouth for some of his his fine pussy eating. Sarah pulls a light yellow sundress from the row of clothes. It slips smoothly over her naked body. She feels her pussy dampen with the thought of dressing to please both Greg and Paul.

She heads upstairs to let Connie know about the cookout. She walks to Connie’s door and knocks lightly.

“Connie I’m home. We’re going next door for a cook out at 5:30. You’ll need to get your homework done.”

Sarah hears Connie answer, “Stephanie’s here Mom, and we’re almost done with our homework. I’ll be ready.”

“Perhaps Stephanie would like to join us.”

“Thanks, Mrs. Davis, but I’m going out with my parents tonight. Thank you for asking.”

“Ok. I’m going down now to get things together.”

Sarah hears giggling as she starts toward the stairs. “Girls their age think everything is funny.”

Paul finishes stowing the hose and closes the garage door. He walks into the house and stops in the kitchen. He looks around for his mother, not seeing her he yells, “Mom, where are you?”

Sarah is starting down the stairs when she hears Paul call for her. “I’ll be right down,” she answers.

She finds him in the kitchen making a sandwich. “Don’t eat too much, dear, we’re having a cookout with the Mathews.”

He slaps the top slice of bread on his sandwich and takes a bite. He walks over by her and quietly says, “Mom, could we talk about the rings?”

“Sure honey, what do you want to talk about?”

“Can we go somewhere where we won’t be disturbed?”

“Sure Paul, we can go down in the basement and sit on the laundry-room couch.”

“That’s fine.”

Paul’s eyes focus on the swaying of his mother’s hips as he follows her downstairs. They enter the laundry room and walk over to the couch. Paul sits down first, and his mother settles in rather closely to him. She takes his hand and says, “What do you want to talk about?”

“I want to talk about the ring you’re wearing. Mom, why do you always do what I ask you to?”

“Because you tell me to, and it feels like the right thing to do. You would never tell me to do anything that would hurt me. Would you?”

“No.”

“See, I have complete faith you will look out for my welfare and happiness, and along with that I must do everything to see to your welfare and happiness.”

“So what would you do to make me happy?”

“I would do anything, anything.”

“Would you kiss me?”

“Of course.”

“Then kiss me.”

Sarah turns to Paul and softly applies her lips to his. She caresses his lips and lightly opens hers. She softly bites his lips with hers. Her tongue comes out to slide over his lips. Moistening his lips with her tongue, she slips it into his mouth seeking his. The kiss lasts until Paul pulls back slightly dazed and gazes into the adoring eyes of his mother.

“Mom, that was wonderful.”

“I thought so too, dear. Would you like another?”

“In a bit, would you let me put my arm around you and cuddle here for a while?”

She scoots over until she is sitting snugly against Paul and pulls his arm around her, whispering in his ear, “How’s that?”

“It’s great mom. Do you ever mind me telling you what to do? Are you unhappy about the ring?”

“Oh, no Paul. I would never remove my ring. Pleasing you and serving you is my greatest duty and privilege.” She pulls his hand down over her breast and snuggles in closer. He can feel the hard nipple through the dress’ fine material.

“Mom, do you realize how dangerous these rings can be? This is something out of a science fiction movie. If the government knew that these rings existed they would make us all disappear to get them.” Unconsciously, he begins squeezing the hard nub of her breast. Sarah’s breath begins to quicken.

“I know Paul. We must keep their existence a secret. You must be very careful about whom you choose to offer a ring.” Paul pulls his fingers up from the hard nipple and slips under the neckline of her dress. He lightly caresses the full top of Sarah’s breast, the tips of his fingers grazing the erect nipple.

“I need to get advice about this, but I can’t trust anyone who doesn’t have a ring, but I don’t dare hand out anymore rings without good advice.” Sarah is getting very turned on. Paul’s hand on her tit is causing her to squirm in the seat. Her pussy is aching. She slides her hand over to Paul’s crotch to see if his cock is hard. It is.

“Paul, let’s ask Carol Mathews, she’s one of the town’s top lawyers. She’s very intelligent and could help us figure out what to do.” She strokes the hardness in his pants feeling it reach full strength.

“Do I dare talk this over someone who’s not wearing a ring? Could we trust her not to tell? This is so dangerous.”

“I think I should give her a ring. I know she would take one from me. Then we could all sit down and decide on our best course of action. She can’t know how to advise us about the rings without knowing what it is to wear one.”

“I don’t know. Turning a close friend into a slave doesn’t seem right to me. When you and Connie got rings we didn’t know the power they had, and Connie gave Stephanie a ring without asking me.” Sarah begins to pull down Paul’s zipper. She easily unsnaps his pants, and reaches inside and pulls his cock into view.

“I don’t see myself as a slave. Slaves are forced to work or be punished. You’re not forcing me or Connie to do anything.”

Paul thinks, she must not know about Stephanie yet.

“Paul, I think giving Carol a ring would be a wise course of action. Honey, we ring wearers are very happy and so I wouldn’t worry about Carol being angry about the ring. I can give it to her.” She loves the feel of her hand sliding up his hard cock, encircling the head, and descending to his balls.

“Mom, do you think she could help us use them in different ways?”

“What kind of ways?” Paul fully slips his hand inside the neckline of her dress taking her full bare tit into his hand. He lightly pinches the nipple and feels his mother tremble against his body. He reaches around and cups the fullness of her large, soft tit.

“Well, right now we’re just using them for pleasure. I know there’s nothing wrong with that, but don’t you think that a little money would help out too?” She rubs his pre-cum over the head of his cock making the head slick.

“More money wouldn’t hurt. We have tried to save for your educations, but you’re both good students and we could use the money to send you to good schools. Paul, Carol would be a valuable addition to our group. She could advise and, perhaps, protect us from trouble.”

“Ok, Mom. Give her a ring.”

“Good, I am glad that’s settled.” She moves so she is kneeling on the couch next to him. She reaches down and pulls her dress up to her waist and swings a leg over Paul. She reaches down and aligns his cock with her pussy. “Now, let me settle my pussy over your hard cock.”

She lowers her cunt until the head of Paul’s cock splits her wet lips. Connie may have given him his first blowjob, but she is going to give him his first fuck. She lowers herself over his big virgin cock and doesn’t stop until she feels his balls cuddle up to her ass.

Paul’s cock fills his mother’s pussy. She is so hot inside. He hooks the dress straps and pulls them down exposing her lush tits. He leanes into her scent and takes the nipple into his mouth his fingers had teased earlier.

Sarah leans over giving Paul her breast. She whispers into his ear, “Suck my tits. Suck them like when you were a baby. I want you to fuck me Paul. I want to feel your big cock fill my cunt and shoot your hot cum into it. Do you like the feel of my pussy, son? Does it feel good around your cock?”

Paul moves his hands to her hips and pulled her up. His cock withdraws from her cunt. He can see the shine of her juices. His hands reverse direction and he pushes her down on his cock. “Oh, Mom this is so good. My cock feels so good in your tight pussy. You are so wet. I don’t ever want to leave your hot cunt.”

She is panting intensely and whispering in his ear, “Honey, you can fuck mommy any time you want, anywhere you want. All you have to do is ask, baby, and I’ll suck your cock, I’ll take your big cock into my pussy until you cum, or I’ll let you fill my tight ass with your cum.”

She strokes her pussy along Paul’s cock squeezing with all her power. She wants his hot cum. Picking up her pace, she pants in Paul’s ear, “Have you fucked Connie yet?”

Paul reaches under her dress and molds his hands around her flexing ass cheeks. He shakes his head. “She blew me earlier.”

“You should. I bet she has a very tight little pussy. The next time we fuck, I would you like to bend me over the kitchen sink, and take some butter and lube up my ass and fuck me right there, right over the sink, with your cock up my tight little ass.”

Paul switches nipples. Leaving the nipple moist, distended, and erect. He sucks hard, rapidly creating a match for the original nipple..

“Paul, suck my tits. Make me cum.”

“Mom, I’m cumming.” Paul’s balls begin pushing his cum up his cock and into his mother’s hot pussy.

“Me, too. I’m cumming too. Shoot your cum in me baby. Fuck me.”

Paul’s cock releases his load as five or six intense pulses. His mother’s pussy squeezes his cock, accepting his hot load. They pump against each other until they are satisfied.

Sarah slowly stands up and reaches down to stop the flow of cum from her pussy. She picks up a towel lying by the dryer and places it under her pussy, letting it gather the cum she is expelling. Paul lies on the couch with his head laid back on the headrest catching his breath.

His mother takes the towel stained with their combined fluids and folds it. She opens a cabinet door and carefully places the towel in the back corner, never to be washed. Sarah smiles and thinks, “He was just as good as I thought he would be.”

“Do you think she heard anything?”

Connie looks down at Stephanie. She has to look down as she is lying on top of her. They are topless, and lying with their breasts pressed together and softly kissing.

Connie answeres, “I don’t think she did. Even if she did, she wouldn’t care.”

“Your mom wouldn’t care that we’re half-naked and making out?”

“I don’t think so. My mom and I have an understanding.”

“And what kind of understanding is that?”

“That orgasms are very fun to have, however you have them.” Connie says this as a whisper in Stephanie’s ear. She rises slightly from the firm body under her and rolls to Stephanie’s side. Connie’s fingers find Stephanie’s very wet crotch.

Stephanie whispers back, “It’s too bad Paul had to finish the car. I really wanted to suck his cock too. You made it look so hot. I had to get up close and watch.”

“It was hot. His cock was so hard and it tasted so good. I didn’t even notice you were so close until after he had cum in my mouth.”

“My pussy was still throbbing after Paul made me cum. When you took his cock in your mouth I had my hand down my pants playing with my pussy. If Paul had held off a couple of minutes, I would have come with him. I saw his cock shooting the cum in your mouth. I knew if I waited too long, you would have swallowed, and I wouldn’t have gotten a taste. I’m glad you shared his cum with me. It was so delicious.”

“I couldn’t believe it when he said that he had to finish the car, but if we were still horny we could go up stairs and do each other.” She rubs her hand over the wet front of Stephanie’s shorts and lightly touches her clit through the damp cotton.

“Oh, Connie I love making out with you.”

“Me too, I’ve never made out with a girl before. It’s pretty hot. Steph, you really soaked these pants when you came downstairs.”

“I couldn’t believe it when I wet my pants. I’ve never done that while cumming, but I’ve never cum that hard before. That was the first time someone has made me cum. I don’t know how Paul could rub my feet and make me cum harder than when I play with my pussy.”

Connie presses harder into the wet material and Stephanie continues, “It’s like his fingers weren’t rubbing my feet, but were right on top of my clit. Your fingers are giving me the same feeling right now.”

Connie pulls off the wet pants and tosses them to the floor. “You can wear some shorts of mine home.”

“Tell me about sucking his dick! Touch my pussy and tell me about his dick.”

“It was so hard and so hot. My mouth fit so perfectly around it. I got so hot knowing that Paul was going to shoot his cum in my mouth. I could tell he liked lots of tongue on his cock. When you suck his cock, use lots of tongue, like this,” Connie licked Stephanie’s lips and slipped her tongue into her mouth. Stephanie practiced sucking Connie’s tongue as if it were Paul’s cock. They kissed softly for a minute then Stephanie said, “It think I can still taste his cum in your mouth.” Connie slipped her hand inside Stephanie’s panties and started to slowly stroke her pussy lips.

“I’m glad I had you share. You can’t suck Paul’s cock and have him cum in your mouth without sharing, Connie. Oh, Connie that’s so good. Put a finger in me.”

Connie laughed while slipping her middle finger up Stephanie’s wet cunt, “I’ll make sure you get your share if you’re anywhere around when I’m sucking Paul, I’ll share his cum with you, but you have to promise the same for me.”

“Connie, I’ll never suck Paul’s cock without sharing the cum with you. When do you think we can suck his cock again? How about after school tomorrow?”

“I think we could do it then. If Mom’s home we may have to come up here or use his room.” Connie slid down and began to suck on one of Stephanie’s nipples. She slipped a second finger into the hot pussy.

“Connie, oh, yeah, fuck me, . . . , have you thought about more? Have you thought about fucking Paul?”

“Constantly. He will fuck me when he’s ready to fuck me. I didn’t suck his dick until he told me to. So, I suppose I’ll fuck him when he commands me to.” Connie moved her body between Stephanie’s spread legs. She looked at the wet pussy before her and licked her lips at the thought of tasting her friend’s wet pussy juices. She loved the taste of her own pussy and knew Stephanie’s would be just as sweet. She leaned in and slowly traced her tongue through the soaking cunt.

“Yes, eat me. Lick my pussy. I’m so hot and I need to cum.”

Connie silently dipped her tongue deeper into the pussy before her. The taste was so sweet. She probed the opening slipping in her tongue and tasting the innermost juices.

Stephanie was not long from cumming and panted, “Tell him I want him to fuck me too. We could fuck him together. Would you lick my pussy while he fucks you? That would be so hot. His big cock fucking your hot pussy, while you eat my cunt. Then we could switch. He’ll fuck me while I eat your pussy. Faster. Lick it harder. I’m going to cum. Cumming. Lick me. Cumming. Here it is! Cumming!” Stephanie went into spasms on the bed and Connie held on tight kept licking her. She collapsed and Connie raised her head and smiled at Stephanie.

Stephanie sat up and pulled Connie’s face to her own and passionately kissed Connie.

Sarah had come up to tell Connie that they were all going next door. The Mathews were going to barbeque and the Davis family was invited. She had been about to knock on the door when she heard the moan. She glanced down the stairs to see if she was alone. She then leaned into the door and pressed her ear against it. She heard their discussion about Paul and the sounds Stephanie made as Connie her to a major orgasm.

Sarah listened to her daughter lick her best friend to a powerful orgasm. A trickle of liquid ran down her leg. It was exciting to wonder if the juice was hers or Paul’s. She thought that she would ask Paul if she could join Connie and Stephanie. She imagined how hot her re-introduction to girl/girl sex would be with her daughter and her daughter’s best friend.

She waited a moment, and then softly knocked on the door. “Connie, get dressed. We’re going next door to eat.”

Stephanie looked into Connie’s blue eyes and said, “Do you think she heard us? Why would she think we’re not dressed?”

“It’s cool. She wouldn’t care if we’re in her making out. Let’s get dressed and go down stairs”

Stephanie pointed to Connie’s pussy and said, “Don’t you want to take care of that? I could give it a quick lick.”

“That’s Ok. I’ll just get some one else to do that later.”

“Cool.”

The Davis’s and the Mathew’s households often cooked out. Many times combining efforts. Their houses were similar two-story houses. Being located on the edge of town the woods came right up to their back fences. They shared recreational facilities as the Mathews family had a pool and the Davis family had a hot tub. The hot tub sat in a small shed just outside the back door. Greg and Sarah had the shed built over the hot tub to ensure their privacy.

Bob Mathews was loading up the brick barbeque with briquettes and wood chips when their neighbors arrived. Sarah still wore her yellow sun dress. Its low neckline displayed the breasts that Paul had sucked on so ardently just an hour ago.

When Connie came around the corner of the house Bob stopped feeding the grill as he admired the firm breasts and slightly erect nipples that filled her snug t-shirt. So firm they hardly jiggled as she walked past to the picnic table, Bob had to tear his eyes away and get back to setting up the fire.

She walked over Bob’s daughter Elizabeth and they started chatting. Elizabeth’s attention was drawn to the clear view of Connie’s breasts. She has seen Connie’s bare breasts twice in the past while changing into swim suits. They were perfect, so succulent and begging to be fondled. Her mouth watered at the small bumps her nipples created. Elizabeth liked boys, but she had never turned down a willing girl.

“Connie, how can you go without a bra. I mean, you’re almost naked.” Elizabeth’s nipples were aroused and were starting to create small bumps in her shirt right through her bra.

Connie laughed and said, “No I’m not.” She reached for the bottom of the shirt, and looked Elizabeth in the eye, “I’d have to take this off to be naked.” She pulled up on the hem, and Elizabeth said, “Stop.”

Connie let go of the shirt, laughed, and said, “I was only teasing.” Elizabeth wished they were alone so Connie could have stripped for her. Elizabeth, being Paul’s age, was much more experienced sexually than Connie. She had fucked a couple of her boy friends, and given many blowjobs, but most of her sexual experience came from playing girls volleyball. Half the team was either gay or bi. Elizabeth wished Connie played volleyball. She would show her what it was liked to get spiked after practice.

Paul walked over to say hello, and was dressed as Connie with a t-shirt and shorts, but filled out the top less fully and the bottom more fully. Elizabeth thought Paul looked different, but didn’t understand exactly why. His tight shorts showed off what he was carrying. Elizabeth was impressed at the bulge.

Holding a plate of burgers, Carol Mathews stepped out of the house and set the plate on the grill sideboard. Dressed conservatively in khaki pants and a blue silk blouse, she carried her forty years as though in the low thirties. Her red hair, set off by the light blue silk blouse, was her most striking feature. Her large breasts were tightly restrained by a matching blue bra.

Elizabeth’s brother, Pete, was Connie’s age, he was thin and smaller than the average high school senior. Paul spotted him shooting baskets in the driveway and went over to join in.

While Paul stood several inches taller than Pete, he was shorter in one vital area. It wasn’t obvious since Pete was wearing baggy shorts, but Pete had a 10-inch cock.

His senior year had started off quietly, with the girls in his class largely ignored him. He had learned long ago that his cock drew stares in the locker room. Pete realized that his cock, while soft, was twice as big as any other boy showering. All the boys in his class stared at the long tube of flesh that hung from his crotch.

One of the boys told his college sophomore sister about the kid with the huge cock. The girl approached Pete on the walk home after school and invited him to her house for lemonade. Her house was on the way, so Pete saw no harm. She gave him a glass of lemonade told him to sit on the couch. She went back to her room, and when she returned she was wearing nothing but a t-shirt and very tight shorts.

Pete couldn’t take his eyes off the crease her pussy made in the soft white material of her pants. She sat down by him and said, “I’ve heard that you have equipment of a special size.” Pete had no idea what she was talking about. She leaned close into him giving him a close view of her swaying breasts and the scent of her perfume. She looked down as the entire front of Pete’s pants rose up.

When Pete left an hour later he was smiling. So was the girl. He left her lying on the couch in a triple-orgasm daze. In her euphoria, she fell asleep, and caught hell when her mother came home to find her naked on the couch with her shorts and t-shirt on the floor and no underwear in sight.

Since then Pete rarely made it home on time. Girls started meeting him after school and soon the competition was keen for his attention.

Pete never talked about what went on at these after school sessions. The girls learned that they could have a fantastic fuck in their dorm room and not have rumors getting to their regular boy friends, this lead to several repeat engagements.

Paul had no idea that the small, skinny kid he was shooting baskets with had nailed many of the girls who lived in the dorm.

Elizabeth and Connie sat at the picnic table watching the guys shoot baskets. Each of them rather horny from the path their conversation had taken. Connie wanted to ask Elizabeth to find an excuse to go up to their room when Elizabeth leaned over the table to Connie she slightly pointed to Pete and said, “Connie, If you promise not to tell anyone I’ll tell you a secret about my brother.”

“Sure, I won’t talk.”

“Look at Pete over there.”

“Notice anything special?”

“No.”

“The girls in my classes tell me he has a ten-inch cock.”

“No!”

“Yeah, they say he’s phenomenal in bed. He goes up to the college everyday and fucks one of the girls living in the dorm.”

“Little Pete!”

“Bev Martin told me she asked him over and after she sucked him he put her over the coffee table in her dorm room and fucked her to four orgasms.”

“We’re talking about Pete here.”

“Yeah.”

“Have you ever seen it?”

“No, but I sure would like to, even if he is my little brother.”