sucking and quivering around his enormous cock meat. Finally, unable to grasp what was happening to her, she felt the world go black around her.
Phil felt his mother’s body go limp beneath him, and he looked at her face carefully, searching for signs of distress. He could see that she was breathing steadily, so as gently as he could, he eased his cock out of her, smiling as a faint whimper escaped her lips. He moved onto the bed next to her, and cradled her small body against his, waiting patiently for her to come around again.
Lois felt her son’s strong arms holding her gently, and heard his soft words as he whispered in her ear before she opened her eyes. She turned her head, looking back over her shoulder at him, smiling when her kissed her cheek lightly.
Closing her eyes, she snuggled closer, bringing his hand up to her lips and kissing his fingers.
“H… How long… ”
“A couple of minute’s maybe. No more than five. I really wasn’t watching the clock, you know? You gonna be okay?”
“I… I think so.” she said, moving his arm and trying to sit up. “But I really have to pee.”
She grunted as she rolled over to the edge of the bed, then swung her legs over the edge. Her feet hit the floor with a dull thud. Her head was spinning, and she didn’t appear to have control of her body yet.
“Help me, honey.” she whined, waving her arm in his direction. “Help me get up, or I’m gonna pee all over your bed. I really have to go!”
Phil laughed and slid off the end of the bed, coming around to stand in front of her. He leaned down, wrapping his arms around her, and lifted her to her feet. She started to sink toward the floor as he released her, so he turned her around in his arms, holding her up as they walked toward the door.
At the doorway, Lois grabbed onto the frame, steadying herself, and leaned back into her son’s chest.
“I… I think I’m good now. Turn me loose and let’s see what happens.”
Phil relaxed his grip on her, but kept his arms around her, and she stayed on her feet, swaying slightly.
“Okay. Kiss me goodnight, baby. I’m gonna sleep in my own bed if you don’t mind.”
“Okay, Mom.” he laughed, kissing her softly on the cheek. “Don’t forget to pee. In the toilet. In the bathroom. I’ll check on you in a little while if you don’t mind.”
“Thass fine, honey.” she mumbled as she staggered into hall, holding on to the wall to support herself.
Phil watched as she made her way slowly down the hall, and into the bathroom. Grinning like an idiot, he flopped on his bed and reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the roach and his phone. He started flipping through the pictures he’d taken as he lit the joint again.
“Un-fucking-believable.” he muttered as he hit the doob and looked at his mother’s jizz coated face.
After she pee’d, Lois went down the hall to her bedroom, waving at her son as she passed his open door. She flopped on her bed, reaching over to the nightstand and grabbing her own phone. She pressed Tracy’s picture on the speed dial, and held the phone up to her ear.
It rang once, twice, a third time, then Tracy’s voice came on. “Can’t talk, leave a message, call you back.” Click.
“Hi, Tracy, it’s Lois.” she giggled. “I’m sorry for calling so late, but I’m really stoned, and still a little drunk too, I think. Anyway, I was… well, I was kind of hoping you’d come over and suck Phil’s cum out of my asshole for me. I figure you owe me one since I sucked Kyle’s cum out of your pussy this morning, and oh god, that was so fucking hot! I loved eating your pussy, and his jizz tasted so good! Anyway, Phil just fucked the shit out of me, literally, and your tongue up my ass would just be the perfect end to an almost perfect day, ya know?”
She paused for a moment, laying back on her bed, her fingers moving down between her legs to stroke her clit.
“Mmmmmmm, I feel so good right now!” she purred. “I wish it was your mouth on my pussy instead of my fingers. Your tongue would feel so much better on my little clit! Oooooohhhh! That’s it, get your tongue in my cunt, baby! suck my cunt fo… ”
The phone fell from her hand as she started to cum again, and she moved that hand down between her legs, jamming three fingers into her cum filled cunt. She heaved and writhed happily as her orgasm roared over her, grunting and sighing loudly, completely unaware that she was still live on Tracy’s voicemail.
Her fingers still buried in her pussy slit, she drifted off to sleep, her mind and body overwhelmed by the events of the day.
Chapter 5
Scene Five-Tracy, Kyle, Lois Phil Part One
Her mouth hanging open in disbelief from what she was hearing, Tracy listened spellbound to Lois’s voicemail. She listened all the way through the message, then listened to it again. And again. She was about to replay it for a third time when she decided it might be more fun to get all the nasty details from her friend, live.
She hit Lois’s picture on her speed dial and waited impatiently for her to pick up. When the call went to voicemail, she hung up and redialed, cursing under her breath when it went to voicemail again. She sat the phone down on the kitchen table, pacing back and forth, then decided to make a pot of coffee before she tried calling again.
She filled the decanter, taking her time as she poured the water into the back of the coffee machine, then took the basket out and rinsed it in the sink, put a fresh filter in, carefully measured out the coffee, and hit the start button.
She walked over to the table, picked up her phone, and looked at the clock on it. Two minutes had passed.
“Shit!” she muttered.
She pulled up her voicemail again, and saw that Lois’s message came in at two forty-two A.M. She looked at the clock and saw that it was a little after ten thirty now. She hit the redial button again.
The phone rang once, twice, then Lois’s groggy voice was whining in her ear.
“WHAT? What is so FUCKING important that you have to call me at… what the hell time is it? Who is this anyway?”
“You little slut,” Tracy laughed, sitting down at the table and leaning back in her chair. “I knew you were gonna fuck him! I just knew it! As soon as I saw how that bare beaver made you look, and the way you played with your pussy when you talked to him! Oh Phil, I’m just like those little teenage nymphos you’re always sticking your big dick in. Wanna fuck me instead? Come on girlfriend, details. I want it all.”
Lois groaned and laughed at the same time. Her head was killing her, and her body was sore, but all in all, she actually felt pretty good after everything she’d been through in the last twenty-four hours.
“Mmmmmmm, come over and eat my pussy for me, and I’ll tell you all about it.” she tried to purr, but it came out as a husky rasp.
“No way!” Tracy laughed, jumping up out of her chair and walking into the living room, plopping down on the couch and leaning back against the arm rest. “Your pussy probably smells like a swamp by now. How about I let you fuck Kyle instead?”
Lois sat bolt upright in her bed, unable to believe what her friend had just suggested.
“Are you serious?” she asked.
“Sure,” Tracy answered casually. “I mean, that’s what friends are for right? Besides, you’re probably not gonna let me fuck Phil unless I let Kyle pound your little pee hole, so it all comes out in the wash. Or somewhere. Anyway, I’m sure we can find enough holes between us for them both to cum in.”
Lois fell back on her bed, kicking her feet in the air with delight.
“Oooooohhhh, you are so naughty!” she giggled into the phone. “I knew there was a reason I liked you. How do you wanna do this?”
“Well, my living room is bigger, and I like my couches better than yours, they’re bigger and softer, ya know? Oh, you don’t mind fucking in front of an audience do you? God, I hope not! I really wanna see Kyle slamming his big dick into your hot little cunt, sweetie. That would make me so hot!”
