another recruit with a daughter

The next weekend was one of the most intense I've ever had. I had a chaste date with the, oh, so young Luann, on Friday, a test day with her mother on Saturday and my mom and bob and his mother on Sunday. I dozed through most of class on Monday.

When I got to Luann's on Friday night. She had the door open before I could ring the bell and was dragging me down the sidewalk before I could say hello. Behind me I could hear an argument. As we were walking away, I could hear that it was an ugly argument and was glad that I got Luann out of there. I've found that when it comes to ugly, why ask, they'll soon tell you all their woes, usually more than you want to hear. Once again I had the car, even though I was underage, I felt that is I drove sanely and stayed away from the teen hangouts I was more or less bulletproof. At the mall, I parked opposite the megaplex and we went to Olive garden, I felt we were pretty safe from running into any friends in a place where they handed you menus. Luann ate like a horse! Lots of salad, extra pasta and a big dessert. I sat in silent admiration. As I watched her eat I noticed a couple of bruises one on her upper shoulder and a welt on her wrist, and the possibility of something by the hairline on her left forehead. Interesting A stroll over to the theater and we settled on a movie that both of us could stand. Once again, Luann demolished one of those big tubs of popcorn and a couple of candy bars. All I did in the theater was hold her hand; during the last 15 minutes she rested her head on my shoulder. When we got back to the car, Luann asked if she could talk to me.

Sort of the same old story, divorce, lost job, maxed out credit cards, behind on the house payments. I interrupted, "Was that what the fight was about?"

"Sorta, mom has this guy that's been paying most of the bills, he's not very nice, hits her when he's drinking"

"He hit you too? I saw the bruises."

She started to cry, embarrassed that I had seen the marks. Then she continued, Charlie was a real piece, kept them on a real tight leash, no money, he brought their groceries to them, never enough. One time when her mom had an additional fight with him he didn't pay the electric bill and they were without AC for two weeks in August. The only way they got the lights back on was to both get on their knees and tell him that he was a great guy and they were bad girls. With that he grabbed her mom and dragged her into the bedroom for two hours. Her mother cried all night, that night. Now Luann really started bawling, her mother had told her that Charlie was looking at her and remarking about Luann just sitting around. "But I work part-time at the burger stop! I know you got Jean's mom a good paying job, could you help us? My mom's pretty and I would be so thankful to you" With that she was on her knees on the seat facing me and kissing me as if I had just walked on water. "Please. please, I'm so frightened about what's going to happen to us" Man, I could learn from this fuck.

"OK, sit down, I don't own that company, they pay me a commission if I find them girls they can use. Look this is convention and escort stuff, the women have to look good and be flexible in their thinking, sometimes they go on dates with the salesmen or the customers. You think your mother could do that? It would mean that you'd be home alone on weekday nights, is that a problem for you?"

Luann assured me Charlie was never there on weekends, (sure sign he was married) so I set up an interview for noon on Saturday. "Now, no promises, tell your mom, I'll be there about noon, I want to see her in a party style dress, with her face made-up as if she was going out on a date. Luann, I don't want you there when I interview your mom, there's a long detailed questionnaire and your mother might be embarrassed to answer them in front of you. You be sure that both you and your mother realize these are adult jobs, so be sure you talk it over if she gets a job offer.

With more pledges of "We'll do anything! Really, anything! We have to get away from Charlie, he hurts mom and I'm scared that I'm next." I got several more kisses with a clumsy tongue thrown in, free.

When I got home I called Linda, she had screwed up a few weeks ago and got her ass arrested. No big deal as far as the law system goes, arrest, bail, court, fine and back to work, just part of the overhead. I had approached the arresting detective (as her nephew) and we had put him on the payroll at 300 a week. Well, 300 plus Linda once a week. Shit she brought the law down on us, so I also took 100 of the 3 out of her earnings. I had warned her, not a word or how much she was making. The money wasn't a high price for protection but for insurance I had wired her living and bedroom with those spy cameras so we had a complete portfolio of Sergeant Dick, as I called him, in all his rampant glory. He was married so I felt we had him under control if the shit hit the fan. I had her bring 4 cameras over and told her the next time she sees Dick (the sergeant that is) ask him if he could do an identity check for us) I told her to go home and rest up for a possible busy day with all of us and her son on Sunday. "Look Linda, you know Bob is my best friend, but he can't fall in love with my mother. We all here at this table know that our sex games are either for fun or for profit. Love is going to screw up everything. You could move in here tomorrow and the three of us could live, suck and fuck happily ever after; but add love to that mix and we've got jealousy and that means big trouble. Sunday we are going to teach your son a valuable lesson that there is a real divide between sex and romance, otherwise, we'll have to drop you from our roster, and I sure as hell don't want to do that, both for money reasons and right now sitting here, I get hot looking at the two of you. You two are so hot together I get a hard on looking at you with clothes on."

With a cry of "You know the way to a young gal's heart." Linda kissed us both and was out the door.

Then I spent fifteen minutes reassuring mom's sense of insecurity. "No, our relationship isn't just sex. Yeas, I know incest is wrong, but not in this case. We do have something special and unique that I don't have with the other whores. Even though mom winced ever time I used that word, and even thought I did love her as my mom and as my bed partner; it was important to remind her that she was a whore. If a whore gets self confidence she either stops being a whore or thinks she no longer needs a pimp. Either one is bad for my business.

I skipped sex with mom Friday night and ducked out on my morning blow job. I wanted to be rough and ready for my interview with Connie at noon. As usual when you have an appointment time drags. So I decided to arrive an hour early. I like to keep the "girls" off guard, it seems to keep them on their toes, and this one might just as well start learning. Luann's mom answered the door in a robe. I introduced myself and apologized for being early. "Look as long as I caught you before you put your makeup on, let me tell you what we're looking for, sort of sexy office, a little more eye shadow, full lips, highlighted cheekbones, accentuated eyelashes; that sort of thing." She was giving me sort of a weird look, so I went on, "I'll be sending photos in with your application and my recommendation. You go ahead and I'll find something to watch on TV" I gave her fifteen minutes and walked back and found what had to be her bedroom, I opened the door without knocking. She was in bra and panties trying to put on eye shadow

. "Alright if I have a cola?" That brought a shriek and the classic cover up pose hands over boobs and crotch

"You get out of here, you don't go into someone's bedroom without knocking, I'm not dressed" In other words, the usual.

"Whoa, take it easy, if you get this job, you'll be changing clothes in lots of places, some of them public" She was still complaining about my rude interruption as I broke in' "Hey if you're offended, this is probably not a good job for you, tell Luann I stopped by" Now that got her attention.

"No, no, I'm just not used to having, no, it's OK, err, stay if you like" Like fish in a barrel! I watched her mess with the eye shadow for a while and then offered to help. Having watched the girls put on their war paint often enough I could work as a beauty consultant. I know the look they are looking for, let me help you.

Five minutes ago she was yelling about me walking in unannounced and here I was putting makeup on a woman clad in just her bra and pants. "There, see how that sets off your eyes? OK, you get dressed, something like an afternoon cocktail dress, some cleavage for the camera and I'll see you in the living room."

Twenty minutes later Connie came out in an older but clean cocktail dress. I asked her to stand, took a few photos, including one that exaggerated her cleavage. Had her sit next to me on the couch and went through the usual set of bogus questions, age height, measurements, schooling, most recent job, and so on. As we talked Connie was wringing a hanky in between her hands. I decided she was desperate enough to go right for the kill.

"Let's talk about this job. We're going to want you as a personal escort, if the customers are happy your tips are between 1 and 300 a night. Depending on what the customer wants your fees are between 3 and a thousand a night. "its fun watching their eyes get big when they realize what I'm talking about.

"Are you talking about prostitution? I can ... I never..."

As her voice was rising, I was getting up, "OK, sorry, I figured with this guy doing you for food, you'd jump at the chance to pay off your house and have some money of your own."

I was three steps from the door when she said, "Well just what would I have to do, could we talk about it?"

I turned, "You going to listen all the way this time, no false modesty, no bullshit? OK get me a glass of ice water and come back and sit next to me, we have a lot to go over." Might as well get her used to obeying me.

When she got back and sat down, I reached over and moved her skirt to mid thigh. "No, this is how you should be sitting from now on." Then I ran down our fee structure for her and asked how she felt about anal, because that's a big part of our job, she blanched but swallowed bravely when I told her the other girls would give her tips on technique on that and deep throating. As I was talking I could see a very slow trickle of tears. Poor little Connie was starting to realize her life wasn't turning out the way she had expected. When I told her it would be expected for her to go down on other girls and have then do her I had to go find her some Kleenex as she just sort of gave in. I let her cry it out for five minutes and didn't lay a finger on her. "All right, what are the tears all about?"

"I thought this was a real job, I'll be just trading one piece of hell for another, and I'm not gaining anything"

"Let me see if I understand what your daughter told me; this guy that's screwing you, barely pays the bills, doesn't give you enough food and keeps you on a very tight leash with no future and now he's starting to make eyes at your daughter, right?" That really brought on the water works, all she could do was nod yes among the sobs.

"Now listen closely to what I've been trying to tell you. You're a whore right now, a very poorly paid whore. You come to work for us; you'll have your bills up to date and be saving money in no time at all. Most of our girls are saving for a business or to go back to school. With me the only person you'll be fucking for free will be your boyfriends and me. I expect you to average $700 a week take home, if you don't book that kind of money you are not our kind of girl and we'll let you go. Now is there something you don't do, I mean you suck cock right, (another nod) if you don't deep throat, the other girls will teach you, do you do anal, (a very slow nod) do you enjoy it?

"I, I, I sometimes"

"Don't worry, we can teach you to have an orgasm anytime you want to, I mean you always tell the john he made you came, but most times you just fake it, it's easier on you. Now look, I'm talking one, two, rarely three guys in one night, three or four nights a week. You might be getting fucked a lot more now for a lot less money. Now whether you go to work for us or not, here's $500.00 get some groceries in the house, you can't live like this. That's a gift, but it's the only gift you'll get from me if you don't join up, OK?"

Five hundred was no longer that much money to me and I thought of it as sort of a rookie signing bonus. As she got her crying under control, I asked her the big one. "Well shall I leave, or do you want to be free of that asshole and have a future?" Good for her, just a little more sniffles and she said she'd go to work for us.

"Let's get started, just who is this asshole slapping you around?" Turns out it was her old boss, Connie had even meet his wife at company functions before he laid her off. Three weeks after he fired her he called her up and asked her to lunch, thinking there might be a job in it of course she went, within three weeks she was fucking for groceries. I got his name and office phone number, Connie even had his home address, they used to exchange Christmas Cards!

"Now stand up, I want to take off your clothes" One more panic attack. "Look, if you're going to do this, you had better get used to taking your clothes off in front of men."

"But you're a boy; I mean you're dating my daughter"

"Let's get this shit out of the way, I have five girls working for me, they all think I am a good fuck and a damm good pimp, they're all making big money. Right now, right here, is the last time you worry about my age. I'm willing to take you on, get rid of this prick and save your future, so you don't worry about how old I am, you just worry if you can keep me and our customers happy! Understand!" She nodded, "No say it" "You're the boss, I work for you, is that Ok Peter?"

"Very good, now stand up and turn around, I'll take off your dress" There it was, that shoulder slump; she was mine!" Of course she had to bow her head to let me at the zip at the back of her neck, but even as I slowly lowered the zipper she kept her head bowed. I slid the dress slowly off her shoulders and arms and turned her to face me, so she could step out of the dress. "Now, look me in the eyes, never be afraid to look at your date, in fact look at him with desire in your eyes, come on, try it" Well, it was a first attempt. Looking her up and down I saw bruises on her rip cage. Now you take off those panty hose, today is the last time you wear those things, from now on thigh highs or a garter belt, OK" She nodded, and saw my look,

"Yes sir" I held out my hand and she balanced herself as she slid those ugly pants off. Whoops, more bruises on her upper thighs.

"Turn around, and I'll unhook your bra" From the back, her head was even lower this time. Now hold the bra in place and turn and face me, when you do, cross your arms and slowly remove the bra, tease me a little before letting me see your lovely tits. You almost don't have to coach women about that move, they all know guys are tit happy and love to tease us. "Very good, now do you want to take off your panties or shall I do it for you?" Connie just put her head down and waited for me to do what ever I wanted. "OK you take them off and smile when you look at me as you do it." A very weak smile, but a smile. Half way down her legs she tentatively put her hand out for balance, "Sure, don't be afraid, be intimate with the john." Now, she stood nude in front of her teenaged pimp and didn't know what to do next. "Turn around slowly, let me look you over" Oh, Oh, big black and blue mark on one cheek of her ass. I reached out and touched it and could see her wince. "What happened here?" "He kicked me." More sniffles. Time to have a big talk, sit down and talk to me.

Apparently he just hit her when ever he felt like it. The black and blue mark on her ass was from when she was bending over to pick up her clothes after they had just got laid. When she asked what she had done, he told her nothing, I just felt like kicking you ... He had burnt her a couple of times with cigarettes but stopped because he didn't like the scars. As far as sex went there wasn't much he hadn't done to her, tit fucks right after fucking her ass, of course ass to mouth, she didn't so much as deep throat as he shoved his dick down her throat whether she gagged or not. We sat there, me with my clothes on, Connie naked telling me what a submissive fool she was. I had her show me what rooms this guy fucked her most in. She'd pick out his favorite spots in her bedroom and the bath and I set up the spy cameras.

"Now next time he comes over, make sure you get him in the right locations, with pictures for his wife, I don't think he'll bother you any more. Why should I tell her that I was going to convince him to never ever come near her and her daughter again, that was my business. You just call me at this number and I'll be monitoring the cameras, if he pulls any really weird shit I'll be here to stop it." Connie had been nude so long she no longer noticed it, time for a reminder of her job function. "Now, let's see how my new girl kisses." The new girl was pretty good at it, and she responded quickly to having her boobs gently squeezed and certainly her clitoral reflexes seemed up to snuff. As she was reaching for my pants, I stopped her and lead her towards her bedroom.

Once in the bedroom, I decided to give Connie the full romantic treatment. I undressed and we were quickly wrapped in each others arms. I gave her lots of caresses, up and down her back, skipping her ass due to the bruise. Then it was on to slow kissing, nothing forceful, if anything my tongue was tentative when it first entered her mouth. Gently was my watchword as I slowly worked up to caressing her tits. (A little flabby, but aren't we all?) Once again, slow, slow caresses followed by soft gentle kisses, I bet we were necking for 20 minutes before I reached down for her pussy. I struck oil. Treating her like a virginal teenager after the way she had been abused had paid off big-time; she was a virtual oil bath down there. Of all the women I've ever fucked, she had the slickest pussy juice I've ever seen or felt. Hyper slick, a thin layer could have reduced friction on a locomotive, a wonderful sensation. I pulled my lips back and whispered, "Oh, I'm glad to see you like sex"

She giggled "I like your brand of sex, if this is what being a whore is like, I can't wait!" As she was saying that she reached out and held my dick. "Oh such a nice size" With that I rolled on top and slid my dick all the way in with one gentle push. As I said the slickest pussy I've ever had. From there on it was good old fashioned missionary sex, her with her legs bent, and me on knees and elbows. I slowly stroked her for a least two orgasms on her part and when I looked down and saw her forehead covered in sweat I started to sprint for home. That set her off a third time and as I came, I licked her eyelids and just below her eyes and then tried to put the tip of my tongue into each nostril before locking us in a deep kiss, that we had to break because we were both breathing so hard. As I rolled to the side she leaned over and kissed me again and reached for my cock. "Can I just hold it for a while, please?"

"Oh honey you're going to hold it a lot, that was very good sex, how are you at sucking cock? That was all I had to say and she was slurping away and licking my dick clean of our juices. I just laid there with my hands playing in her hair as she held my dick in her mouth. Before I got hard, she got practical, "What are we going to tell Luann, won't she wonder why you're not going out with her?" No sense telling her all my plans, "First let's take care of the asshole and see how you do at your new job, I'll still go out with her until all of that is settled, You know we're not going steady or anything, just like with you I have other girls working for me, don't worry, it'll work itself out."

I was getting dressed, she didn't want her daughter to know that she had fucked me and was almost shoving me out the door. I left with her set up to spend a training session with Sharon for next Wednesday and us planning on filming the asshole, Monday or Tuesday, whenever he showed up.

Sunday we had to deal with Bob. He thought he was in love with my mom, she sure as shit wasn't in love with him. She had originally fucked him so we could get his mom in the stable. Bob's mom was a more or less happy whore; she had had a shit job and was now making some good money from nice johns who didn't ask for any weird shit. So Sunday was going to be dedicated to teaching Bob that both his mother and mine were whores that worked for me, and he was just a friend that I allowed to share. Sometimes sex is just plain more fun, with an extra guy. When Bob and his mom Linda arrived Sunday for brunch, I told mom and Linda what a good time Bob and I had had last week with Sharon and Jean. As I was describing some of the things, mom broke in, can we do some of that stuff?

"Well, I guess you two have been real good whores all week, you deserve some fun. Mom, undress Linda in front of Bob, show her off to him. Let's see how Horney you can make him for his mom. Then Linda, you do the same for mom in front of me." I was watching from the rear, but it was still a hell of a show. Mom was standing behind Linda and unzipping her dress as she kissed the side of her neck. Linda was as good an actress as mom. she gave a little shiver as mom ran her tongue into her ear. Now I was just watching mom's elbows and hips but I could tell she had Linda's bra off and was holding Linda's tits out to bob. "Aren't they nice, does momma's little boy like her tits, well wait till you see this lovely trimmed pussy." Once again I could tell that mom was playing with Linda's pussy as she, there is no other word, exhibited her for her son. "Oh Lyn, you are so wet, why don't you ask Peter if you can fuck your son?"

"Peter. Please can I fuck my little boy?"

Maybe, maybe after you get Rose all hot and bothered, then I'll let you fuck your sonny boy."

Quick as a wink, Linda had my mom turned facing me and marched her over to me holding her tits through her dress. Just then it sunk in to Bob what our mom's had just said. "What do you mean ask Peter, you're my mom, I can fuck you whenever I want to, and we don't need anybody's permission!"

Linda was first to answer, "Hey mister, I don't work for you, I work for Peter, he can tell me when and where to put out, you're still my son, you don't order me to fuck, fuck you or anybody else. You want to get laid you treat me nice you don't tell me to do anything! When we're in Peter's house, he's in charge, or I don't work! Now you be nice, or you go home alone." Even though we had rehearsed it, it was sort of fun to see a nude angry woman.

Bob turned to me, "Are you telling me I have to ask you if I want to make love my mother?"

"Yeah Bob, I guess that's what's going on here. Both your mom and mine are whores and they work for me. I can't tell Linda what to do in her own house, but when she's over here, I am in charge and right now I want to see her undress my mom and eat her pussy. You don't want to watch that then I guess you can go home and get your own girl"

"That's not right; I shouldn't have to ask you to fuck my own mother!"

"Listen, it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be fucking her, or my mom at all. Remember, I set it up the first time, you owe me big time. Now listen when it comes to sex, these two are my whores, not yours! In this house, I can tell your mother or mine to take their clothes off and they won't put them back on until I tell them to. Now you want to stay, we can have some fun today, I'll let you fuck my mom and she'll suck you, but no ass fucks for you today that's just to teach you who owns these whores, but you can watch me fuck both of them in the ass OK?" Bob mumbled a sort of affirmative. "What's that are you going to play or are you going home?"

"OK"

"Good, now get over here and watch your mom make love to my mom." The girls went right to it. If I hadn't fucked both of them, I would have sworn they were dedicated dykes. I watched as mom stuck a finger in her mouth and made a big production of lathering it up with her saliva, and then she reached down and slid it into Linda's ass. Now I had fucked both of them in the ass many times but it was still an erotic turn on to watch that finger slide right in. Then to frost an already rich cake, mom slowly pulled out that finger and brought it up to Linda's mouth that was sucking on mom's nipple, Linda didn't hesitate and gulped at that finger, reveling in the taste of her own ass. I knew she enjoyed that taste because of the many times she had sucked me clean after I had reamed her.

I stood up, time to get out of my clothing, Bob didn't need any second reminder, I sat back on the couch as the girls were 69ing each other into their first orgasm of the day. "OK ladies, get over here and suck your son's cock so it's nice and wet for your fellow cocksucker to fuck" One nice thing, you never had to tell these ladies to suck your cock twice, they leapt to their assigned dicks. It's always nice to have a new bimbo sucking your dick for the first time, but the best cocksucker of all time had to be my mom. She knew every trick in the book and loved to make love to my dick. All the girls that worked for me were good blowjob artists, but love always trumps technique, and when you combine the two of them you experience one of the rare exotic sex performances of the world. I looked over and Linda was doing a good journeyman job on Bob, but Bob was watching my mom's head as it swallowed my dick. I reached over and put my hand on the top of Bob's hand as it rested on his mom's head. "Come on, Linda, get your heart into this, that's your son's dick in your mouth, make love to it" With that I shoved her head all the way down on her son. Bob sort of flinched as his mom had to swallow to stop from choking; I held her head down for a full minute as I watched her continually swallowed to keep from gagging. "OK, time to fuck your neighbor; up you go girls, time to switch partners." Part of my mother's beauty was that she could take her mouth off my dick and make it seem reluctantly. With her hand still around the base she gave the head one last kiss and a tongue lick. You can't teach that kind of adoration.

As she grabbed Bob's dick prior to sitting on it she whispered, "Let's see how good you can fuck your whore" I could see by Bob's face that, it hurt him to hear her say that. Linda was on me in a flash. She let out a satisfied sigh as she settled all the way down on my dick.

Not to be outdone she said, "I'm your cunt Peter, where do you want to fuck me? Want my ass, anytime boss man!

"Right now I want to see you put your talented twat, to work, show me all your tricks, and make that pussy, snap for me."

I knew it was important to break Bob of his idea that he was in love with my mom. He had to learn that his was fucking, not romance, as one of the other whores once said, fuck we ain't going to the prom let's fuck. Now Bob and I were sitting side by side each with his dick in the other guy's mother. I could watch and compare their tits as they bounced up and down on us. Group fucking is much more exciting than one on one. I mean, sometimes you want to be alone with a girl and concentrate on just the two of you, but for pure eroticism give me three couples and maybe a few extra guys or gals. I have yet to meet a girl, in or out of the game that secretly doesn't look over her competition both for physical looks and technique when I've been in orgies. That coupled with a woman's natural tendency to be bi curious and for that matter, bi-complacent and group activities are a geometric progression over just one man, one woman sex.

In the mean time, Linda was showing me her talented twat at work; she had great vaginal muscle control. Although nothing can compare with fucking your own mother, well perhaps a mother coupled with your own sister, still, mom, even with or without her sister was still tops in my dirty mind. There aren't a lot of guys in the world that can pimp out their own mothers, make big money, and have their mothers not only support them as a whore, but thank them for the privilege and in addition never ever say no to you, in or out of bed, mom even once told me she was acquiring a taste for her own menstrual blood, because I made her suck me clean if she was having her period. That reminds me, I'll have to have her go down on one of the girls when they are flagging, and see how she likes that. I mean, I know she'll like being forced to do that by her son, but I want to find if she really likes licking that red river.

But, I digress, "OK Bob. I'm about ready to come in your mom, how you doing on that sweet bitch, my mom?'

"Just about there, almost, almost..."

"OK girls, when we cum I want you off the dick you're on and sucking your son's dick clean of your sister whore's juices, ready?" The answering grunts, sounded as like affirmatives to me. As I came, I grabbed Linda by the tits and tried to pull her even further down on my dick. "Here I cum baby, I wish my dick was long enough to come out of your mouth, I love the insides of your cunt, squeeze it and hold it for me ... Tighter!"

Linda yelled as she came, "No bigger, your cock is perfect, no bigger, just right now, you fill me boss, you fill me ... all ... the ... way!" And with that she was on my mouth sticking her tongue as far into my mouth as she could. What a sweet talking whore!

"Now, cunt, get over and suck your son's dick, see how good it tastes with my mom's pussy juice all over it" She and mom switched places in a nano second. My dick was almost too sensitive to be sucked on but looking down and seeing my mom looking up at me with love in her eyes and my dick in her mouth, made any pain go away. "As soon as you girls get our dicks clean, let's get in the bedroom so Bob and I can watch you two do each other. And this time I want to see a lot of romance." I looked over at Bob, and could see he was suffering with an oversensitive dick, just like me. I nudged him, "Now tell me that having two whores at your beck and call isn't more fun than making love to one girl, Right?" I got a begrudging yes out of him and the girls got up from their knees and lead us into the bedroom.

Once in the bedroom, the girls, per our earlier plans, really put on a performance. I know they both enjoy going down on each other. One of the problems with being a hooker is johns don't give a shit about the broads they're fucking. If anything, there is always a hint of rough trade in each date. Some whores have told me they are always worried about the guys that try to turn a trick into some sort of dating experience. In the girl's mind, that's the possible psycho date, but the guy that likes to think he's got the big dick, and he's ripping the girl a new cunt or choking her with his mighty tool, they're the standard and are easily played by whores. What guy does wallow in, 'Oh you're so big', 'Oh nobodies ever been that far inside of me', 'oh you're a potent guy, what a lot of cum, thought I was going to drown'. And so on and so on. Anyway, a whore quickly gets used to looking for real pleasure outside her dates. A fellow whore understands their needs and shows gentleness that they just don't get from guys.

As I was saying, I find it a real turn on to watch two women leisurely make love to each other. There is a certain ease and grace that I only have when I'm just about to go to sleep after a great fuck, but ladies can keep that up for a half an hour. Just the way they caress each other's bodies, they just don't grab tits or ass, they work over the whole package, backs, shoulders, stomachs, a kiss on the inside of the knee is quite exciting to watch and apparently to feel. But after a while our moms got down to the main event. A smart man can learn a lot by watching women eat each other out. They are much more delicate than guys; more teasing than forceful all in all I don't see why broads even put up with guys sometime. Must be that need to reproduce and have a man in their life.

Bob and I were sitting on each side of the bed with our moms between us. I was starting to get hard and he had a raging hard on. "Now look Bob, this is the way to treat whores, let them entertain us. They feel better when you give them direction, you start with that love shit, and you confuse them and scare me. What you and your mom do at home is none of my business, you can make love to her, fuck marry her if you want to, I don't care, but when you're with me or my mom, we're whoring and the girls should be treated like whores. Isn't that right ladies?" Amid their licking and caressing, both nodded yes.

"I know I told you no ass fucking today but if you want to fuck your mom in the ass while she licks me and my mom, I think we can do that. Linda, if I tell you to will let your son fuck your ass?"

"Peter you're the boss of my fucking, you tell me, I'll do it!"

It took a bit of arranging, but I was lying at almost a 90 degree angle to mom, with one of her legs between mine and the other over my body. I had Linda slide my dick into mom and now i was on my side and mom on her back. That gave Linda plenty of access to both pussy and prick. She was on her knees with Bob behind her, absolutely loving her ass. As Linda would lick both of us with one swipe of her tongue I could re3ach under and grab her free swinging tits, and for the fun of it could get my hand down to her pussy where I could slip inside and feel Bob's dick plowing her ass. Once or twice, I slipped my dick out of mom and into Linda's mouth, while I fingered mom, then back into mom's pussy and by stretching I could get my hand up to mom's mouth so she could suck both of us off my fingers. Bob came first (asses are so tight) I wasn't far behind; tongue and pussy at the same time are hard to resist. When my dick popped out of mom, Linda was right there to suck it clean. When my dick was clean of cum juice Linda swung over mom and ate her puss clean while mom tried to suck her ass dry of Bob's cum. The only one who had to use a wash cloth was Bob, but he really didn't seem to mind. That last foursome was so intense that it sort of ended our day; everyone was just emotionally washed out. After a short nap, Bob and his mom went home. I made a point of telling Linda, "As long as Bob quits talking about being in love with my mom, you fuck and suck his ears off! Bob, you start that romance shit, and both you and your mom are cut off! No more big paydays for your mom! What we did here today was recreational fucking, it was for the fun of it, and it was not true love. You stay sensible and you and I will have a lot more foursomes and maybe some moresomes. In fact, maybe we'll swap moms some weekend."

When I saw Bob in school on Monday, he made a point of telling me that he thought he saw what I was talking about. The idea of fucking versus romance. Well time will tell on that.
Chapter 11A
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