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"Bobby. I'm gonna be waiting for you naked in bed. Mom won't be back until tomorrow afternoon so we'll have plenty of time alone. I want you to come right in without a word and just fuck me silly. I've been waiting for it all week and I can't wait any longer. I'm leaving the front door open for you, honey. Don't keep me waiting."

Sara hung up the phone with a sexy smile. That was one message she was sure Bobby would be more than happy to find in his voicemail inbox. She lifted her soft, wet body from the sudsy bathwater and toweled herself gently dry. She was nicely shaven, smooth and silky. Her body felt luxurious. She spritzed on some of her mother's perfume, blew out the candles and pulled the plug from the bath. Then she sidled over to her mother's bed and tucked herself in. She fell asleep easily; relaxed by the bath, and dreamed of being woken by her boyfriend Bobby's strong muscular arms parting her thighs and sliding his cock home into the center of her sex.

Cliff glanced down at the bouquet of roses he had purchased for Maxy. They were so fresh he could smell them from the driver's seat. He was sure she would love them. There was no real occasion for them, but he had recalled that it was their three month anniversary that afternoon--three months since they had first decided to date exclusively, three months since he had first told her he loved her. Three months since they'd first made love in that gorgeous king-sized bed of hers.

He was even more in love with her than ever now, though his traveling put a bit of a strain on the relationship. He always made it up to her with very passionate love making when he returned however, and she never failed to admit that it was worth the wait. Now he would surprise her, coming home a day ahead of schedule, coming home with flowers and gifts for her and her sixteen year old daughter, Sara. It would be a wonderful night.

He was near her house now--within five miles of city limits. His anticipation was growing steadily stronger. He couldn't wait to feel her soft warm body beneath him. He couldn't wait to feel her love, engulfing him, warm wet and cozy, pleasing him as only she could. It would be wonderful. Perhaps he would go down on her first. Perhaps he would make her come a couple of times before he got himself inside her. Could he wait that long though? It was already a challenge; just thinking about fucking her hot little body was making him hard before he even got to her. It felt like being a teenager again.

Maxy came into the house, exhausted from work. She had booked off early, feeling depressed, feeling overwhelmed, unable to make it through the third nightshift in a row. She missed her Cliff. She missed her bed. She just wanted to stumble into the house and go straight to sleep. She couldn't wait for Cliff to get home tomorrow. She would send Sara out for the day with $50 and tell her not to come back until after midnight. She wanted no interruptions, no distractions from her plans at fucking her beloved man until his cock was battered and raw, hanging limply down between his thighs, completely sated. Then she would suck him off again, and they would do it some more. She had not seen him in two weeks and she was so horny she could cry.

When she got to her bedroom however, she noticed Sara fast asleep in her bed. Apparently Sara had not expected her home that night and had opted to sleep in her mother's bigger, more comfortable bed. Oh well. No harm done. Maxy simply wandered across the hall and dropped down into Sara's bed instead. She barely had the energy to strip her clothes off before she passed out completely, snoring lightly in the dark of her daughter's bedroom. Her last thoughts were of how wonderful it would feel to have Cliff there with her right then. Though she was exhausted, she would find the strength to fuck him sweetly all night long. She would have to be quiet so as not to wake her daughter of course, but they were well practiced in silent sex, her and Cliff.

Bobby hung up his cell phone with a broad grin. His shift was done and he tossed his apron into the laundry bin at the back of the restaurant kitchen. He had gotten a very sexy message from his girlfriend, inviting him to come on over and fuck her until dawn. He would too. In fact he wanted nothing more in the world after a hard night of dealing with crabby waitresses and irate customers. His only thought was his girlfriend's sweet silken body, writhing around beneath him, making all his stresses and strains fade away with her delicious female loving.

He skipped out the back door and was in his car before the apron had even landed on top of the pile back in the laundry bin, at least it seemed that fast to him anyway. He was excited and had already forgotten he had even been at work. His only thought was the taste of Sara's kiss, the feel of her hands on his ass, the squeeze of her sweet little pussy, insatiably milking him of his very essence. God, he loved that girl. He was thinking of proposing in the next couple of years. He wanted to make her all his own. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.

His car sped through the streets, as though it were as horny as he was, and soon he was in front of her house.

"Come right in, without a word, and fuck me," she had said.

That he could do. He pictured her, sleeping soundly in her little pink bed, waiting for him to come and make sweet love to her. He couldn't wait.

At first Maxy thought she was dreaming. She hadn't been asleep for very long, but suddenly there was Cliff, climbing in bed with her, kissing her, reaching down to probe her wetness without even so much as a word. He must have raced home to be with her! He must have sped all the way across three states to get here 18 hours ahead of schedule. She had not even heard him come in the house. He knew to be quiet, she assumed. He must have found Sara in the big bed and come in here to make love to her. Oh, how she was happy to have him there. It was literally a dream come true.

He kissed her and fondled her with such intense excitement that she was almost immediately swept away by the depth of his passion. He was breathing heavy and his cock was already hard, pressing into her leg as his fingers teased and fondled her clit. She sighed, but did not make any louder sound than heavy breathing. She did not want to wake Sara.

Her lover moved to mount her. She parted her thighs and he guided his eager cock into her hotly oozing cunt, fumbling with an excitement that was unlike him. He was so turned-on; he seemed as awkward as a teenaged boy. It took him a few tries to get it in and Maxy found that so exciting. It was like their first time all over again. Finally he was inside her, thrusting his way into the bottom of her, and she hugged him to her chest with all her strength. Her lover had come to her, and was now inside her. She was near coming within minutes, and so was he.

Cliff parked his rig down the block from Maxy's house. It was a bit of a walk, but the neighbors complained that the big old truck was an eyesore on their quiet residential street. He snatched up the flowers and gift bags, checked his breath in the palm of his hand and climbed down from the cab of the truck.

He was at Maxy's front door within minutes. He tip-toed in, as quiet as a mouse, and removed his shoes. Within minutes he had placed the gifts for them on the counter, put the roses in a vase to soak in a bit of water, and was carrying them down to the bedroom where he would make love to his beautiful woman.

He headed down the hall and turned straight into Maxy's room, not wanting to disturb Sara, if she was home. Her door was shut, and she was surely fast asleep by this hour. He was pretty sure Maxy would be too. All the better to surprise her, he thought.

Sure enough, there she was, asleep in bed. The room smelled thickly of her perfume, and his already stiffened erection throbbed at the scent of her, associating the scent with sex. Soon he would be inside her. Should he wake her first? Show her the flowers? Nah, he thought. He would just mount up and awaken her with his cock, sliding deep inside her. She would like it that way. She always did.

Bobby was in heaven, making love in Sara's bed. She was so responsive, so sexy, so free and willing to pleasure him in every way. She tickled his balls so sweetly with her fingertips while he stroked in and out of her, and he buried his face in her neck, struggling with all his might not to cry out in ecstasy. Sara was strangely self-assured beneath him. Almost like she knew exactly how and when she would come, and was simply waiting for him to match her pace. It made him feel even more in love with her. They connected on a level that was deeper than words. They were truly lovers.

He could feel the constriction of her vaginal muscles fluttering and twitching all around him as she approached her climax. Still she did not release so much as a peep, other than her sweet grunting and hot panting as he worked her body deliciously beneath him. He buried his cock to the hilt inside her, over and over again, trying to crush down against her clit, trying to pleasure her even more, and she responded with a swirling and bucking of her hips that was uncharacteristic of her. She seemed to be in an extra sexy mood. That phone message had said it all.

He was near coming now, so turned on by her new energy that he could barely hold back from shooting his load deep inside her. He wanted to so badly, but Sara always objected. She said she preferred him to shoot it all over her stomach, tits, ass, face, whatever, as long as he didn't come inside her. She was on the pill, but she wanted to be extra careful besides. The pill failed every once in a while after all. It had for her mother.

Finally the sweet girl was coming beneath him, much to his surprise. He had never made her come like this before, while fucking her. He was amazed at the feel of it. He felt her pussy grinding on his cock as he speared it in and out of her and he heard her breath released in deadly silent panting noises, as she fought to keep from screaming. It was all he could stand. He was now on the edge of coming himself.

Sara awoke with a man between her thighs. She smiled in the darkness and spread her thighs wider, reaching down to grab a hold of his precious manhood. She parted her labia with the other hand and guided him into her without a word. He had followed her instructions. He was on top of her and about to begin fucking her with no preliminary conversation. Her tight little pussy was instantly wet, and she was ready to receive him before the head of his cock even touched her.

The head of his cock? There was something wrong. Bobby's cock didn't have skin on its head! Sara felt it once again, pulling back a foreskin that should not have been there. She slid her hands down the shaft and found that yes, it was the same length and thickness as Bobby's, but he could not possibly have uncircumcised himself could he? Of course not. What was going on then?

The cock found her tight little entrance and was poking into it and sliding inside her on the very first try. This was also strange, since it usually took Bobby a good couple of tries at least before he found her little hole and got it in her. Suddenly Sara felt herself full of cock on the guy's first try and she gasped in both shock and pleasure.

Suddenly it occurred to her that this was not Bobby. The man began stroking in and out of her with such confidence, such expertise, that she knew it could not possibly be her semi-virginal young boyfriend Bobby. She knew he could not have re-grown his foreskin over night.

Almost as quickly as she realized that the man was not Bobby, she also realized that it could only be Cliff, her mother's boyfriend. Her eyes widened in shock at this notion and her mouth dropped open in a surprised gape that the man on top of her could not see.

Cliff must have come home early, expecting to find her mother in this bed, and just gotten on and started fucking her without even realizing who it was.

"Oh my god!" Sara thought to herself. "What the hell am I gonna do?"

She laid there in shock for a moment, frantically trying to think of how she could get herself out of this situation without humiliating both Cliff and herself in the process. She didn't know what to do, so she just laid there, feeling his big hard cock stroking exquisitely in and out of her. His pelvis ground into her clit on each pass, making her feel so damn good that she began to wonder if she even wanted this to stop. His motions, his strength, his confidence were so sexy, compared to Bobby's.

She and Bobby had only been fucking now for about a month since they'd lost their virginities to one another. Bobby was a good lover, but he still didn't really know how to please a woman. Cliff on the other hand was doing a wonderful job at fucking her, and she slowly began to reciprocate the fuck, feeling horrified at herself for enjoying it, but unable to resist the pleasures this man was driving into her nubile young body. She had never imagined it could be this good. Soon she was near coming. Damn, this man was awesome.

Cliff worked his way inside the wet and willing woman. For a moment he wondered why she had felt up the end of his cock so awkwardly before he'd put it in her. Perhaps she was so happy to see him she was checking if this wasn't all a beautiful dream or something. It's not a dream, honey, he thought to himself. I'm gonna make love to you so good, you'll never want to let go of me, ever again.

The woman was not being very responsive though. She just laid there for the first minute or so of fucking, as though she had no idea what the hell was going on. It was very strange. Eventually she came around of course, she always did. She must have been just dreaming at first. That was it. Soon he had her writhing and squirming beneath him, gyrating like a hot little minx and panting like she hadn't been fucked so good in years. She seemed to be enjoying it way more than usual, and this was beginning to turn him on even more. In fact, to his surprise, she was already close to coming within minutes of having his cock inside her. That was nice. That was just what he'd wanted.

She felt strangely tight though, tighter than he remembered her being. As he sawed himself in and out of her, he noticed the difference more and more, and as she approached orgasm it became even more obvious. Her cunt was as tight as a teenaged girl all of the sudden, and so much wetter than usual. It felt wonderful, so hot and tight around his delighted cock! It even sounded wonderful, receiving his thrusts with wet slurping noises, making a sexy mess of the sheets beneath her ass. She was gorgeous, but she felt strange at the same time, almost like it was a different pussy.

Finally, she climaxed beneath him with a violent shaking. Her breathing ceased and her body rocked beneath him, milking his cock with its tight spasmodic squeezing, coaxing an ejaculation from him. Her motions beneath him were so incredibly intense, that for a moment he almost wondered if it was Maxy at all. Maxy kept her body in excellent shape, he had no complaints about her physique or her stamina in bed, but this was incredible! She had never reacted this aggressively to an orgasm before. She usually just purred and moaned and sighed contentedly like a cat in the hot summer sun. Now she was bucking and squeezing him energetically, as though he might fly away at any moment if she didn't hang on for dear life. It was very beautiful. She must have missed him terribly.

Maxy was shocked to feel her lover yank his cock out of her and begin spraying his come all over her tits and stomach. It shot up all the way to her very chin and she gripped his thigh excitedly as he emptied himself onto her in a strange display of spontaneity. It was incredibly sexy, and she wondered why her Cliffy had never done that before.

Her own orgasm had left her weak and trembling, feeling all gooey and well-fucked on her daughter's bed. Cliff had been so intense this time, so eager and energetic, almost chaotic in his fucking, as though he had no idea what he was doing, but just wanted to fuck her for all she was worth. He seemed to have so much energy, so much vigor. She hadn't been fucked like that since they'd first started dating and it was very sexy. She was glad their sex life had not dulled to a regular routine as she'd thought it had. This was why she had come so quickly.

Now, feeling his hot sticky come shooting out all over her made her mind even more gooey. She felt wet and sexy, covered in his virility, like a 16 year old cheerleader in the backseat of a car once again. She remembered the bumbling young men she had been with in those days. Guys who would pull it out and shoot it all over her, paranoid about getting her pregnant, leaving her coated in a mess of their reckless love. She had ruined more than a few outfits, but it had been worth it. Then of course Sara had come along, and she became an 18 year old mother with a man who had no interest in fatherhood. Now she was 34 and had finally landed a man who loved her. She was more than happy to have his hot sticky come all over her tits that night. In fact she was honored.

She pulled him up to her and took his cock in her mouth. It was in that moment that she suddenly realized that it was not really Cliff at all. His cock was the same size, but the foreskin was missing. At first she wondered if he had simply pulled it back or something, but as she took more of him into her mouth, she found it wasn't there at all. She was shocked beyond belief that she had just had sex with a man who wasn't even her boyfriend, but she kept on sucking and bobbing on his cock, trying to play it cool while she tried to figure out what was going on.

It came to her almost immediately. Of course! It was Bobby, the young man her daughter was dating. He must have come in, thinking that Maxy was out for the nightshift at work and simply started fucking the girl in Sara's bed, assuming it could only be her. Damn! She was sucking her daughter's boyfriend's cock. What a colossal mix up!

Then the full realization of the situation hit her, however. She was actually laying there fucking and sucking a virile young stallion of a teenaged boy. He had even made her come within minutes of getting it in her. His body was fast and strong and hard, and his cock was hot and throbbing in her mouth. She was suddenly incredibly aroused by the whole situation. She had seen this boy around the house day after day, and had always thought he was a sexy young man. She had even found herself secretly envious of her daughter from time to time. Now here she was sucking that same young man's cock. Would she pass up this opportunity over a crisis of conscience? She couldn't. He was too sweetly irresistible.

She could taste his come, it was thick and sugary, downright yummy compared to Cliff's. She continued sucking and slurping on his cock until he was fully aroused and near coming again. She turned him onto his back and went down on him for all he was worth. She might only ever get this one chance to relive her lost youth with this hot young stud, and she intended to make it count. She would worry about the consequences later. Right now, all she wanted was to taste another sweet load from his eagerly erupting cock. He was almost there.

Sara was struggling to hang onto the last strands of coherent thought as her body bucked and churned through the ecstasy of a beautiful climax. The man had made her come so quickly she was astonished. She had never come during sex with Bobby. He had made her come a few times of course, with his hands and once with his tongue, but he had never fucked her to an orgasm like Cliff had just done. It was absolutely wonderful.

The next thing she knew he was coming, deep inside her. She had never felt this sensation before either. His cock swelled and a jet of hot semen spewed out into her churning womanhood. The feeling was absolute heaven. For the first time she knew what it was like to be truly female, receiving a man in the bonds of climax, and feeling his seed poured out inside her. She gripped him with all her might and fucked her cunt hard against him, over and over again, greedily compelling the sweet nectar from him in a dizzying horizontal dance.

She had never allowed Bobby to come inside her, but she intended to start. The pill would just have to do its fucking job. She could not bear to miss out on this delicious pleasure ever again.

Cliff emptied his load into her and they both died away into the repose of post-orgasmic bliss. Their hearts beat and their bodies trembled and every single move they made was wet and slippery, both inside of her and out.

Still they did not say a single word. They lay there like that for a long time.

The next thing Sara knew, Cliff was rolling over onto his back and pulling her down toward his lap.

"Oh shit!" Sara thought. "He wants me to give him head! I have no idea what the hell I'm doing. He'll know it's not mom for sure!"

She went down on him nevertheless, trying to play it cool, trying to become her mother in action, if not in actuality. She grabbed his cock and took it into her mouth with all the enthusiasm she could muster. His hand fell to her head and she began bobbing and slurping, sucking and swirling on him with her mouth, as she imagined a girl in her position ought to. He didn't seem to have any complaints. He just tousled her hair passionately and breathed out sweet praise of her oral administration. She kept this up for a good ten minutes, until her jaw was sore and her neck was aching. She was determined to do a good job. So maybe he finds out it's not her mother. So what. At least he could say she gave him some really amazing head.

She had only tried this with Bobby once, and she hadn't liked it. He was too eager, too impatient, and he spoiled it for her by trying to force her into going deeper and faster when she hadn't even wanted to suck him off in the first place.

Now with Cliff she found she was actually enjoying what she was doing. She actually found herself eager to please him, instead of just going through the motions for the sake of getting it over with. She sucked and bobbed on him, determined to make him come, determined to get him off, before he realized who she really was and put a stop to it. She was so horny now, she would probably try to seduce him if he did end up stopping her.

Perhaps he had already figured it out though. Perhaps he was just playing dumb, just as she was. She sped up excitedly at this thought, and was delighted to feel his cock twitching and throbbing as it readied itself to come in her hot little mouth.

Bobby found himself getting some really amazing head from a girl he'd thought was Sara. He wasn't so sure anymore though. This was just too amazing to be Sara. Sara was not this talented. The one time she had given him head, she was clumsy and awkward, and didn't even finish. Now either she had learned a thing or two in the two weeks since she'd last gone down on him, or this wasn't her at all.

The way her mouth felt on him, the sweet swirling of her tongue, and the steady bobbing suction that was driving him madly toward orgasm made him favor the latter option. He reached up to grab the woman's head, holding on to it, lovingly, desperately as she sucked the life right out of him.

If it was not Sara, then who could it be? Sara's mom? Did she think that he was Cliff or something? What was she doing in Sara's bed? She was supposed to be at work 'til the next afternoon or something.

Before he could finish his train of thought, he was coming. He was coming hard and gloriously into this woman's mouth. It was beyond beautiful. His whole body tensed and his breathing faded into sharp sexy little gasps. He felt like she was sucking the very strength right out of him and was draining him dry, swallowing what he gave her in thick hot streams of sweet teenaged ejaculation. He could hear her throat gulping his load down and he began to feel dizzy, overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment. By the time he was completely spent, he knew beyond a shadow of doubt that it was not Sara.

"Miss Kinney?" Bobby asked the woman in the dark.

"Yes, Bobby?" she replied, still stroking his pulsating teenaged erection.

"Oh, my god. It's really you!" Bobby said, and then passed out in front of her. The shock and intensity of the moment were too much for his little mind to take.

Cliff lay there on his girlfriend's bed getting head from his girlfriend's daughter. He had figured the mystery out as well, but was too fucking blown away to put a stop to the action. There he was with a sixteen year old girl sucking eagerly on his cock. He could not believe it at first, but her motions and strokes were just too clumsy to be Maxy. Maxy knew how to suck cock. This girl, although she was energetic and willing, seemed to have only a general idea of what she was doing. She sucked hard, and fast, and made lots of slurping and puckering noises. Her tongue seemed to be everywhere at once, as though trying to please him randomly, instead of skillfully. She kept stopping to gasp for breath every once in a while, instead of calmly breathing through her nose as Maxy did, and she had latched herself onto his cock like she was starving or something, not moving down to lick his shaft or balls, not teasing or nibbling him so sweetly the way Maxy did. She just bobbed straight up and down like a mad woman, desperate to make him come.

Sara was actually amazingly good at it though. It was really good head, but he worried that if he didn't' stop this he might ruin his relationship with her mother. Did she know that it was him, or did she simply assume that her boyfriend Bobby had stumbled in on her for a quick romp? He had no idea, and as the situation dawned on him more and more he began to feel dizzy with excitement at having his cock sucked so sweetly by this eager little teenaged girl. It was a once in a lifetime treat he would probably never experience again.

It was right about then that she sped up her motions on his cock even more and he began spewing his load out into her mouth with a startled grunt. She coughed a bit as the hot sticky mess hit her in the back of the throat and she pulled off in surprise. His cock continued erupting into her face however, so she jerked and yanked on it, finishing him off in this way, if not in her sweet little mouth. His come coated her face in sticky streaming ropes of hot male climax. Cliff arched his pelvis upward in the intensity of the moment, and felt his come flooding out of him. It didn't seem to want to end. Perhaps knowing that it was a nubile young girl on the receiving end prompted his body to deliver more. He strained with all his might to give her all he had. Cliff's last thought before he blacked out was that he would never feel this good again, as long as he lived.

Then he fainted, dead away, leaving poor Sara with a face full of come, wondering if she'd killed him.

Maxy shook Bobby gently. He did not respond. He was right out of it. She even slapped at his face a bit with her hand. He still did not move. He was breathing though. That was a relief. So she got up and stood by Sara's bed side. What was she gonna do? She couldn't fuck him again, she knew that much. It was too risky. What if her daughter found out? She would hate her forever. Perhaps she could carry Sara in here from her bed and lay them down beside each other. Then they would wake up in the morning and he would think perhaps it was all a dream.

Yes that's what she would do, if she could do it without waking Sara up. She backed slowly toward the door, still covered with his come, not wanting to wake him now from his shocked slumber. Then she opened the door and backed out of the bedroom.

Sara could not believe it! She had actually sucked this man's cock so well he had passed right out. At first she felt a twinge of pride, but almost immediately she came to her senses. She had left Bobby that message and he might be here any minute! What if he came in and caught her covered in her mother's boyfriend's come. He would be crushed! He would be heartbroken. She knew she had to get out of there and cleaned up fast.

She would just have to leave Cliff passed out there, waking up some time later to wonder perhaps if it was all just a dream. She slowly backed toward the door, and opened it without looking. She stepped out into the hall and turned and saw her mother standing there, bare naked and covered in come.

The two of them did not scream, as women would have normally done being startled like that. They just stared at one another in shock, watching the streams of come slowly oozing down the other's naked body. "What the hell had gone on in the other bedroom?" each woman thought to herself. "Why is my mother/daughter covered in come?"

Then as quickly as they'd thought that, they each realized that they themselves were also covered in come. It could not be denied, it could not be hidden. Some sex had definitely gone on for both of them. Maxy knew that it was not Bobby, Sara had been fucking, and Sara knew that it was not Cliff's come her mother was coated in. Then almost simultaneously, they each put two and two together once and for all. Their eyes widened.

"Oh my god!" they said in unison.

"You didn't-"

"Did you just-"

"Oh my god!"

They stared at each other with wide eyes for what seemed like several minutes as the reality of the situation became fully apparent. Maxy realized that if Sara was covered in come, it could only mean that Cliff had come home and surprised her in bed, thinking it was Maxy herself. Sara realized that her mother must have come home early, found Sara in her bed, and wandered into the smaller bedroom instead. Then when Bobby had come over and found a naked woman in Sara's bed, he naturally assumed it was her and started fucking her.

"You didn't stop him-"

"You just let him-"

"Oh my god!" they said together once again.

So there stood two naked women, a 34 year-old mother and her 16 year-old daughter. They had just realized that they had slept with each other's man. Once the shock wore off, they realized that neither of them really had a right to be angry, since they were both guilty of the exact same thing. It was then that the incredible humor of the situation dawned on them. Maxy laughed first, a squeaking little repressed giggle that threatened to explode into all-out laughter. Sara snickered as well, then big smiles spread across their faces.

"What have we done?"

"Oh my god, mom! You fucked my boyfriend!" Sara laughed. "You dirty slut, you!"

"And I suppose those stringy ropes of come all over your face are moisturizing cream that accidentally exploded all over you," her mother replied with a sarcastic smirk.

"Do they know what happened?"

"They must know! It's so obvious when you're fucking someone who's not you're usual lover."

"I figured that one out just now myself, a little too late unfortunately, but then Cliff just passed right out. I couldn't believe it!"

"You're kidding! Bobby passed out too. I guess I was too much for him."

"Me too, I guess," Sara answered.

"Wait a minute, young lady! How long have you been sexually active?"

Sara cringed, regretting having deceived her mother this way.

"About a month now," she confessed. "Bobby was my first. I was his, and don't worry, I'm on the pill and everything."

"Why you little tramp! You've been fucking around all this time and you didn't tell me?"

"Sorry, I just thought you'd freak. I was gonna tell you eventually. I just didn't know how."

"Well this is damn sure a funny way to find out, isn't it?"

A strand of semen was dangling from Maxy's right nipple. It swung back and forth like a pendulum as she talked. Sara was hypnotized by it. It was a very erotic sight. In the back of her mind, she knew it was Bobby's come, and for a moment she wanted to lick it all off of her mother's tits. Finally the strand snapped and the lower half of it dropped to the carpet between her mother's feet.

"Yes it is," Sara said, coming out of her daze.

The two of them smiled. There was peace and understanding between them.

"So what do you think?" Maxy asked.

"Of sex, you mean? I love it. I mean, it's kind of clumsy and awkward and everything with Bobby, but it's getting better."

"It does get better, yes. Cliff is an amazing lover."

Sara blushed, averting her gaze all of the sudden.

"But I guess you already know that," Maxy smirked at her. "I can't believe my little girl fucked my man!"

"Well I could say the same for you, mom! You know it's against the law for you to go to bed with a 16 year old boy."

"I know, but it was worth it," she said, rolling her eyes up toward heaven. Then she locked her gaze on Sara and whispered, "That boy of yours is one hot little fuck."

"You think so? I never realized. I had nothing to compare him to. I mean, I always enjoyed it, but..."

Suddenly Sara's door opened and Bobby poked his head out. His eyes widened in shock at the sight of the two nude women covered in come.

"Oh my god!" he said, and shut the door again.

Sara and Maxy both made the exact same face at each other--a look that seemed to say "Oops! What do we do now?" For a moment it was almost like looking in a mirror.

"Bobby, wait," Maxy said. They opened the door and saw him sitting on the bed in shock. "There's been a bit of a mix up it seems."

"Apparently there has," Cliff said from behind them.

The two women turned around and saw him standing in the doorway behind them. Suddenly all four were together.

"Apparently," Maxy began, "you two came over and found us two in the wrong beds. We all had sex with the wrong person, there's no denying that. We're gonna just have to figure out how to deal with this. Obviously we all knew what was going on. You can't pretend you didn't know it was me, Bobby, and Cliff, you obviously know that I don't have a tight little body like a teenaged girl. Sara, you know as well as I do that Bobby is circumcised and Cliff is not. We can't deny that to ourselves either. We all knew what was happening and we all went for it anyway. Let's admit that to ourselves and cut through the bullshit right off the top."

"You're right," Cliff confessed with resignation. "I knew it was you, Sara. I'm sorry."

"And I'm sorry too, Sara," Bobby added. "I knew it wasn't you I was with, but I was too excited to stop. Please don't be mad."

"I can't be any madder than you can be at me," Sara said. "I knew it was Cliff before we even started and I was too shocked to say anything. Once he got started though I was enjoying it too much to stop him. I'm so sorry, Bobby, and mom."

"Well I guess I'm guilty of the exact same thing," her mom replied. "This was all just a big mix up. But let's also admit to ourselves that everyone of us enjoyed this whole mix up immensely. Let's not kid ourselves about that either."

Sara looked at Cliff, and Bobby looked at Maxy. Cliff looked down at the floor.

"I admit it," he said solemnly. "It was wonderful to be with a gorgeous little teenager again. I can't deny it. I wouldn't make it a regular habit, but it was nice that one time."

"I agree completely," Maxy said.

"I just can't believe I had sex with your mom," Bobby told Sara. "It's so weird. It's like a dream or something."

"But you liked it didn't you, Bobby," Cliff asked. "She's amazing in the sack."

"She is," Bobby said with a downcast glance.

"And you, Sara, I'm not gonna stand here and listen to you tell me that my Cliffy didn't rock your little world. He fucks my ass off and always leaves me begging for more."

"It was incredible," Sara said, blushing beet red. "I've never come like that before. Can you teach Bobby how to do that, Cliff?"

"If he's open to it," Cliff said.

"I need all the help I can get. Sometimes I feel like I don't even deserve to be with Sara," Bobby said. "Like she deserves more or something."

"Now don't sell yourself short, Bobby," Maxy said. "You were actually pretty good. I haven't come that quickly in years. No offense, Cliff."

"None taken," Cliff replied.

There was a silence between the four of them as they all collected their individual thoughts.

"Well come on, Sara. We've got to get cleaned up," Maxy said. "I'm starting to get all crusty here."

"Me too," Sara grimaced.

The bathroom was right across the hall and the two men watched the two women wiping their come off of themselves with a warm wet cloth. Then they began wiping each other down a bit in spots they'd missed and the two men glanced at each other with wide and lustful grins.

"I guess you guys are just loving this sight, aren't you?" Maxy teased.

The two men had erections pointing out at them like divining rods of sexual arousal. Sara giggled and Maxy walked up and grabbed a hold of each man's rod.

"I've always wanted to go skiing," she said, and all four of them laughed.

Before they knew it both couples were on the king-sized bed in the master bedroom fucking, sucking and giving each other pointers all night long. They traded off more than a few times and finally collapsed in a big heap of flesh as the sun came up in the window behind them.

There were surprisingly no regrets, and no bitterness the next day between the four of them. In fact they started up again over breakfast the next day when Bobby walked up behind Maxy, flipped up her house coat, eased his insatiable morning erection into her, and started fucking her over the kitchen sink. Maxy melted into the moment, moaning lustily and bucking backward against him, hanging on to the counter for dear life as he rammed energetically in and out of her sopping wet cunt. Sara and Cliff looked on in awe, and finally Sara could take no more. She straddled Cliffy in the chair and worked her sweet little cunt up and down on him until he came, filling her with the hot and thick streams of the day's first come. Bobby came moments later, delivering his sweet load into Maxy's waiting mouth as she knelt eagerly before him to receive it. They barely were able to untangle themselves long enough to cook and eat breakfast at 2 in the afternoon. They were all shaking with excitement, and eyeing each other up like pieces of meat dangled before a pack of starving dogs.

"I think I could learn to like this little arrangement of ours," Maxy said, nibbling a strip of crispy bacon from her fork. "It's kind of nice having two different cocks at your disposal like this."

She had a man on each side of her and she reached down to stroke their two erections while they ate. Then she shuddered and went back to eating. Sara just smiled dreamily at her, and sipped at her orange juice. She could not eat. Cliffy had his foot up on her chair between her thighs and was massaging her clit with the pad of his toe. She was so wet she found herself sitting in a puddle on the chair by the time the meal was done.

Then the boys carried the girls in their arms to the couches in the living room where they fucked them all day long, in all sorts of new and wonderful ways none of them had ever dreamed of. They took breaks individually, to run to the washroom, grab a drink or a sandwich, or quickly jump in the shower every couple hours, but the sex never really stopped all day long.

Finally it was time for Bobby to go to work, and Sara and her mother were left with only Cliff to entertain them after that. He was significantly worn out, by then, but they were gentle and patient with him. He managed to eat one while the other rode him to a deliciously screaming orgasm. Cliff did not even remember which woman was which after a while, but he had no complaints.

"You women are insatiable," he said. "How long 'til Bobby gets off work?"

"Six hours yet, studly," Sara grinned. "Can you keep us occupied until then?"

Cliff groaned with exaggerated exhaustion, but went back to licking her sixteen year-old clit. It would be a long and beautiful night.

When Bobby arrived back at the house later that evening he found the three of them fast asleep in the king-sized bed. Cliff was in between them with a gorgeously naked woman on each side. Sara had his hand on his exhausted phallus, and Maxy had her face, nestled into his neck. He looked like the happiest man on earth.

Bobby got into the bed, next to Maxy and awoke her by pressing his cock to her lips. Her eyes fluttered open, followed shortly by her mouth, and she sucked him off once again, until he was gasping up at the ceiling, squirting his orgasm into her sweetly gulping mouth. He delivered the last load of the day and kissed her gratefully on the forehead before passing out with the rest of them, in complete exhaustion.

The orgies continued regularly like that through the next couple of years. They all enjoyed swapping lovers whenever the urge took them, and they had an ample share of hot sweaty threesomes as well, if one of the four were absent from the group. Sara and Maxy would team up to service Cliff or Bobby occasionally, and at other times, Cliff and Bobby would team up to work Maxy or Sara over for all she was worth. Their all-time favorite activity however was having the two men fuck the two women while the girls enjoyed a hot steamy 69 with each other.

There was never any jealousy, or bad feelings between them. All four of them knew they had a wonderful thing going there. They were free to enjoy sex to the fullest, without restraint or hang-ups of any kind, and they milked it for all it was worth.

The ironic thing was, however, that in the end Sara married Cliff, and Maxy married Bobby. There was enough love to go around for them all of course, but none of them could deny the special spark they felt that very first night when it all began.

They lived happily ever after. I would tell you what happened between their children when they came of age, but that's another story.

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