The Pastor’s Son (closed for CasualK9)

Min & Little Ant

Anthony was back in the dorm washer/dryer area, he had spent more time here in the last couple of hours than he had the entire semester. He wanted to call his mother, but didn’t dare. He saw the photos and videos had been forwarded to Bulldog’s phone and knew there was little likelihood of getting them back.

As guilty as Anthony felt, he was more scared of what his Aunt Nicci might do, for this was as much or more his fault as it was his mother’s.

Minerva felt terrible, it was intended as fun, of course it was wrong, but it was no worse than trying to trick her sister into sucking her son’s cock, and then encouraging him to fuck her. This had seemed just a little bad. Now it it completely blown up, and Minerva didn’t know what to do?

The worst part was, how nice Nicci was being. This wasn’t like Nicci, this was sisterly, of course Nicci’s didn’t know exactly how bad it was and Minerva had chickened out. The note had talked about next week, and Minerva had a plan. Well, sort of a plan. She needed to talk to Anthony, found out how bad this really was, and then on Sunday, in church, with Niici’s eyes on the prize of that big gorgeous cock of that young kid, she would tell the truth.

Down and out of the house she waddled, they had really had a hell of a day. She got into her car, pulled out, and called her son.

“You’re where? He did? All over his sheets! All over yours?” It was so wrong but Minerva took some pride in the fact taht she and Nicci had gotten two college boys to masturbate all over their room to their shenanigans. Yet the bottom line was still the same.

“See if there is any way you can get those pictures back?” She knew Anthony would fail, he always failed. “Oh, and do you still have the pics?” He did, “Then send them back to me ….” At least she could give Nicci that. As they rolled in it was a double edged sword, both of them looked really hot and … somebody else was in control … for now!
 
Ricky, Muriel and Atlanta

It was a shame that the 7-11 hadn’t sold bourbon or rum, as it would have really improved the cherry coke Muriel was nervously draining. She knew her daughter knew something, but what and how?

She was genuinely thrilled to see her daughter, and knew Ricky was even more so, but the timing could have been better.

“What a nice idea, going for a little ride, sharing a refreshment together?” It was Muriel being Muriel, adoring her beautiful children, keeping the conversation light and breezy, the exact counter to her husband. Yet if there was a facade to be played, Atlanta ended any such delusion. Blunt and to the point, that was Atlanta, her aggressive amazon.

"So," Atlanta said, "You two are fucking each other now? Is that how its going at home since I left, or am I missing something? And what's the Pastor up to these days?"

Ricky looked at his sister, “We haven’t fucked … “ Then looked at his mother, “That isn’t fucking is it?” Atlanta had a hard time not laughing her little brother even cuter and perhaps more naive than ever.

“No, most certainly not, no one has fucked anyone … “ And that included the pastor, he had been too caught up in bondage and pain, which Muriel enjoyed more than his fucking anyway.

“I don’t believe you, you smell like sex, both of you .. strongly!”

Muriel was composing a response, when Ricky volunteered, “Are blowjobs sex?” He looked at his sister adoringly, even finding himself briefly staring at her lips, as she swallowed her Evian, nearly choking.

“I have had two of those today, one from the sister of the lady I tried to help, but Mom’s was much better, and so was the taste of her sweet lady liquids in her pussy.” Ricky looked from his mother to his sister who were staring at each other.

“You let him eat you, you sucked him off?!?! MOM!!!!” It was only then that Atlanta took a real look at her mother. Once again a bit red with flush, but there was much more. “Fuck Mom, you look amazing, he has the gift doesn’t he … “ Atlanta looked at Ricky, his sweet blue eyes, so adoring and then she scanned down, to where clearly he was hiding an even sweeter cock.

“Holy fuck!” This led so many different directions, some ripe with potential, others alarming in their implications, and then she did a double take. “What the fuck do you mean the sister of the lady you tried to help?”

Muriel reached out, took her daughter’s hand, “Yes, a lot has been going on, but really, it all might be quite good …”

Muriel looked like a 1960’s Mary Tyler Moore, on the old Dick Van Dyke Show, a throwback to a kinder, more innocent time, and she was about to explain how oral sex with her son, Atlanta’s brother, was really a good thing for everyone .. including Atlanta!
 
Minerva and Nicci

Minerva had a dual fold purpose for pushing for their Sunday outing. She had taken a great deal of time getting ready, having changed from one outfit, to another, to another. Anthony was still asleep when she left, having missed her first attempt, a sundress with a plunging neckline and bowed skirt. The dress was bright flowers in bold colors and she coupled it with no hose, a pair of Scarlett pumps and matching lipstick. She liked how she looked, but for church it was a bit small town whorish. Which was interestingly, exactly how she was feeling at the moment.

The second was a bit too tight fitting, and while she wanted to catch Ricky’s attention, she wanted her sister to be the feature, sort of. She finally decided on the suit skirt, it meant all business, but she was wearing a black bustier undneath, so that work could quickly transition to pleasure. For since that day at the pool, sucking that gorgeous cock and swelling that delicious cum, Minerva felt the best she had felt in ten years, maybe more, and looked better too.

As Nicci got up, and God damn, even feeling like she did, she hated how good her sister looked in panties. Even at her age, Victorial’s secret, the ladies addition, should have been calling for her modeling. She had on those athletic like panties, gray t-shirt like triangles covering her privates, barely, and looking like exactly Madison Avenue wanted males to want women to look. “Have you lost weight?” Nicci asked, and Minerva was thrilled, she was not used to compliments form her half sister, “Yes, yes I have, about ten pounds and that’s not all…”

Nicci looked over with cocked brow, but knew instantly her sister was right, “Your skin, it looks amazing, a new moisturizier …” it was an interesting question, Minerval had been trying to undertstand herself. Truth was she had been sick with stress over how to handle bulldog, but instead of looking tired and harried she looked great, and it all went back to, “Nic .. I think it’s the kid .. his cum .. I’m not kidding… but I am pretty sure…”
 
Nicci & Minerva

“My pussy is tighter too …”. Minerva just blurted it out, blushing, but needing to tell someone, and only Nicci knew the challenges she had faced. “After the cucumber, that night I was checking, you know how I have struggled with that. It had not only come right back, but, I swear Nic.. I would have even been tight for Ant!” That was quite a declaration if Minerva would have felt tight for a cock as small as her son’s. Nicci knew, Little Ant had been a fat little baby, and her sister had worked ever since trying to tight back up, meanwhile Nicci’s children had been perfectly sized and with her maniacal workouts, no such issues. Yet, what woman in her 30’s didn’t wish she was tighter, just imagine how Mike would love it.

“Honestly Min, are you trying to make this kid too good to be true? A gorgeous cock, a tight young body and now the miracle cum!” Nicci laughed out loud, it was all too crazy wasn’t it? Yet, she found herself biting her lip, what if? There was only one way to find out? There it was, the price tag was still on the light cotton dress. The dress itself was meant for someone a bit petite, white, almost lacy, it dripped innocence, despite the deep neckline and a hem a bit below mid thigh. However, on a body like Nicci, breasts billowing while attractive and slightly sexy on most women of petite build, on Nicci’s little powerhouse figure it was mouth watering.

Wiggling into it, realizing there was no room for a bra, and slowly jiggling and massaging her breasts to fill in the cotton cups, Minerva would have killed to look that good in anything. When coupled with the contrast of her dark tanned skin, against the lily white of the dress, all Minerva could say was “Wow!” Nickie liked wow, “Not too much?” She twirled, partly to look for a crop sweater to put over the top, but when she did, the slightly, billowy, flowing of the lower part of the short dress, flared out, revealing Nicci’s tanned, toned legs, and smooth shaven pussy.

“I think the soft pink angora sweater, the one that gathers nice and tight at your waist with the sleeves pushed up, would be perfect. Both innocent and crazy sexy?” Minerva was so enthused about how Nicci looked, Nicci couldn’t help but be excited too.

“What about shoes? Strappy sandals?” Muriel asked, and then had one other question, “you are wearing panties … aren’t you?”
 
Muriel, Rick & Atlanta

Ricky felt the kick to his leg, and straightened up. He was just learning the wonders of a woman’s body, but he looked at his sister, “Sorry.”

Muriel smiled at her daughter, “So, you’ve tasted yourself? Good, and yest it is delicious.” Muriel was feeling an incredible sense of pride, describing the genetic gift that she had bestowed on her golden children. “However, while you have the genetics, the power isn’t in your own, your body is used to that, the power is in … “ She couldn’t help but blush, “Combining.” And with that, both women, found their eyes moving to Ricky.

Atlanta was watching her mother, and slowly but surely it was as if someone was wiping away the lines from his mother’s eyes, her skin looking young and fresh, and her body. “You didn’t fuck?” Muriel shook her head, “No, I swallowed him … “ She paused, not wanting to completely lie, “This time.”

For Atlanta, she loved her brother, always had, she had known he had a crush on her, but who didn’t, and from him she didn’t mind, it was harmless. Plus, until recently he hadn’t shown, other than his enormous cock, the physical superiority, like herself. Yet he had certainly filled, out, and now, without meaning to, she found herself staring at her brother’s crotch.

“I know, it is awesome to consider the possibilities?” Muriel acted like she was playing matchmaker. “Mom, he’s my brother, it isn’t awesome at all …it’s ..it’s …”

Muriel wouldn’t hear of it. “My sweethearts, we have a gift, we are people of God, how dare we not celebrate what God has so generously given.”

Atlanta who usually dealt with life in a very black and white manner, seemed to find herself drowning in the gray. “Mama, can you tell me again what Grandma said about taking it in the ass?”
 
Nic & Min

Min was in such a better mood, although her discussion with her son the day before had left her quite sad. When she had started the session with Nicci and made the fateful decision to forward the pictures, she had meant it as innocent fun. Well as innocent as sending increasing pornographic pictures of one’s aunt to her nephew could be. But let’s face it, after the Escape Room, those lines of traditional demarcation were forever blurred.

It had been such a good day, one of the best days of bonding with her half sister she could ever remember, and then to have it end with Bulldog’s text had made it all come tumbling down around her.

It hadn’t been until yesterday when she had received the rest of the story from Anthony, how he had been caught, forced to walk the halls in a cum stained sheet diaper and had to do two loads of laundry while forced to give his phone to Bulldog. Poor Anthony was so sorry, and Minerva was angry at herself that her supposed good deed had now gone so terribly bad!

“He’s just bluffing right?” She’d asked, only to be convinced it was no bluff. Things were only getting worse for Anthony as well, as he was now openly referred to as Pervert, up and down the halls. Despite the fact that Bulldog had not fully yet disclosed, it was hanging over his head. “Mom, please you have to help, I don’t know exactly what he will do, but I wouldn’t put anything by him, ANYTHING!!!”

This was as bad as Minerva had feared, and she had no choice but to come clean as she knew she needed Nicci’s help, or at least her brain, and although she might not want to, Nicci had just as much exposure here as Minerva and Ant!

They hopped into the car, and Minerva brought out her phone. “Hey! I’ve got some good news and bad news, but look….”

She handed over her phone and Nic shot her a glance, “How did you?” Nicci was already skeptical but part of her was thrilled to know the pictures were there. She slowly started going through them….

Minerva watched her eyes, “You really look hot don’t you… I mean WOW….” Nicci’s eyes were wide open, she had no idea how much had been video, but those were even better than some of the stills. “They really are, arent’ they… Oh fuck, Mike is going to love these…” She started picking and choosing, sending the ones she wanted to her phone, deleting the ones she didn’t and even the ones she did after transmitting. She couldn’t trust Minerva to have these.

She saw the ones of Minerva, “Fuck you look hot too… what if I sent those to Mike?” Nicci was of course kidding, but Mineva piped right up, “Go ahead, we are all family right?” Now Nicci was getting nervous, that answer was not like Minerva at all. She remembered the preamble and asked, “So, you said good news and bad news…” And she watched her sister’s shoulders deflate!
 
Muriel Atlanta & Ricky

Ricky was confused by the whole conversation, but he couldn’t help watching the two women he loved most in the world talking about their “gift”.

He heard his sister’s last comment, "Okay, Mama, I get it now. I get it. But we need to figure this out. Isn't there someone we can find to test it on other than us? I mean, assuming we want to share him?"

“Test what?” Ricky asked, and watched his sister giggle, something Atlanta did rarely. She was not a girly girl, more and Amazon Princess, but even she was embarrassed. “Well baby brother, we need a guinea pig to test exactly what your cum does to women dependent on where they receive it.”

Atlanta had already somehow gotten over the morality ambiguity, this was a clear opportuny for competitive advantage, something Sun Tzu would have appreciated. The fact it also might involve some fun with her handsome little brother, that was just icing, butter cream at that, on the proverbial cake.

“I mean we could each ….” Murlie offered, “I have already swallowed and look …” She stuck out her chest which were now extra firm, extra large C’s and her skin was looking younger by the second.

“I don’t need bigger tits…” Atlanta explained matter of factly, they just get in the way. Hers were still very nice, firm, perky, but a small handful at best. “But my abs, my core, my legs, my ass…. Ricky could be very helpful!”

Each woman was doing a full inventory of their bodies, when Muriel spoke up, “But Sweetheart, it isn’t just the magic, your bother is very … attentive.” Atlanta understood the code words here, so few men really enjoyed and excelled at eating pussy, and little Ricky, now big Ricky, seemed to be a prodigy in more ways than one.

“Atlanta, I have been thinking, I have a thought on where we might get some advice …”

When they went back home, the pastor was at the kitchen table working on his Sunday sermon, Atlanta gave the Luke’s t warm of hellos and headed up to her room to think. Saturday was spent doing chores around the house and there was never an oppotuntity to move ahead. And of course, Sunday was supposed to be reserved for God.. at least Sunday morning….
 
The Pastor

Two days earlier….

It was his worst fears realized. The voice of his wife expressing desires for his son, a son whom he knew he could never compete. While his wife Muriel was forty years old, having had Atlanta at 19, Ricky at 21, Richard Johnson was fifty. Richard had been given Muriel’s hand by her father. Muriel’s father knew of his family’s gifts, and felt he needed to put his daughter’s virtue into the hands of a man of God.

Although nearly ten years older, Richard Johnson had been so immersed in being a preacher, raised in the strictest of households, he had never indulged in pleasures of the flesh. Given their mutual naitivity, and Richard’s natural inclination to never show weakness, early on they had engaged sexually purely in the pursuit of having children. The thought of pleasuring a woman orally never occurred to him, as he thought if filthy.

Early on Pastor Richard Johnson was a strikingly handsome man. Thick, wavy brown hair with steaks of blonde highlights, nearly six foot three with a naturally fit and muscular skeleton. Yet he was not endowed with the superior genetics of Muriel so the years had not been as kind.

As the years went on, a bit of weight had gathered around the middle, such that he wore spanks to keep it all in. As the hair had grayed and thin, he was now a bleach blonde, with a strong comb over, not too dissimilar than a recent President.

Yet as he aged, he had also found an interest in sex he hadn’t known existed. It had all started a few years back, he had been traveling, giving his sermons to a variety of audiences. One would be attendee had been so taken with his powerful delivery, his dominant tone, she had come in after hours seeking private guidance, submitting herself fully, and giving him a confidence and power in sex he had never known before.

He had learned his attraction to BDSM, dominance and masochism, never worrying about the pleasure of his lover, more out of ignorance than anything.

To sit in the hallway, listen to his wife’s reaction to his son, her comparison to himself, had been shattering.

Today …

The Pastor’s rhetoric today was on the sanctity of marriage, the importance of the marital bond, and the woman’s responsibility to her husband… let’s just say that only half the congregation was nodding their heads in approval. None of them included, Minerva, Nicci, Muriel or Atlanta ….
 
Ricky, Atlanta & Minerva

Ricky was confused, today was suppposed to be an introduction to the Lenten season, Ash Wednesday was this coming Wednesday, but for some reason the Pastor had changed his plans. Ricky listened carefully as always, yet while both Muriel and Altanta saw the obviousness of the Pastor’s message, his none too subtle condemnation of the happenings of his own household.

Their reaction was at best muted. Atlanta truly did not care, she had long since gathered an idea of her father’s philanderings, and almost laughed out loud at the hypocrisy of the message, while Muriel understood her husband’s message, but she was a woman who suddenly felt reborn, and it would take a far more powerful antecdote than guilt to fight her addiction.

The Pastor had taken liberties with his church, doing his own types of confessions and repentance, only available to females, and only performed off hours. He had also taken on the giving and receiving of communion which was when Ricky and the sisters made thier connection.

“Mrs. Burton is here, and her sister….” Ricky whispered to his mother, Atlanta overhearing and turning around spotting the two women who were clearly unlike any others in the audience.

“Who the fuck are they?” She whispered, with Muriel giving her a hush sign, “Those are the women Ricky referred to yesterday.” Atlanta turned again to take a longer look. Immediately not liking the woman based on breast envy alone. Ricky’s mind was in a whole different area. Over the past few days he had thought back often on his time at Mrs. Burton’s house.

He needed a moment to collect himself so when the service was over, Ricky went out the back entrance, it lead to a series of small meeting rooms, but he had barely gotten there at all, when he heard the door open behind him.
 
Ricky was embarrassed by the get up his father forced him to wear. It was one thing when he was little, the cute little boy, dressed like some sort of middle Eastern prince, albeit with very garish tastes. Ricky had assumed all of that was over when he became older, but when he had come back from his missionary trip, his father had a whole new get up made for his increasingly adult frame.

“You look like an idiot, you have to tell Dad, NO!” Atlanta had said walking into his bedroom this morning. She had come bouncing in in a pair of short, shorts and a cut off tank top, looking incredible, only to be a bit disappointed to see her little brother was already ready for service. She had thought that now was as good as any to begin better understanding the power of their combination, yet she was still hoping for a guinea pig that might better help her understand the power of various options.

So Minerva’s comment hit home, and he was looking down ashamedly, particularly seeing that Mrs. Burton was there, and now looking at him in this ridiculous get up. “I know, I look like an idiot don’t I ….” He said shaking his head, lost for a moment in the humiliation rather than the far more compelling point the very forthright Minerva was saying.

Minerva was having her own internal debate. Yes, she had brought Nicci here to sample the boy’s offering, but after her initial time with Ricky, she had felt incredible, looked incredible for the next four days, but this morning, getting ready, she had noticed the effects starting to slip away, and was curious, if perhaps she didn’t need a refresher herself?

“Whip that big, delicious meat out!” He couldn’t believe what he’d heard, nor the reaction it created within his body. He looked at the two women who were both staring down at his crotch. Ricky tried to clarify, fighting back the urge to do exactly as requested, making sure he had heard right, and knowing the craziness of even considering.

“One second… “ He said and began to retrack the labyrinth Nicci and Minerva had just traveled. He went back a full three rooms, locking the doors in each room until he rejoined the two ladies whose nipples now were nearly bursting through their dresses.

Ricky’s timing had been fortuitous, as having seen the two women slip out the back, Atlanta had gotten her mother’s attention and they were now following, only to find themselves thwarted. Muriel bit her lip, more curious than outraged, she was quite a devotee of the fun pack and in fact had considered reaching out to Nicci with her current dilemma.

“What do you think they’re doing?” She asked her daughter, to which Atlanta rolled her eyes, “Guess?” Atlanta was not near as positive about these two women, she was protective over Ricky, and frankly, she was not sure how to take having a woman like Mrs. Burton, even her sister, as competion for her brother’s gift?

Ricky was back in the room, and the conversation was doing its work as the massive tent began to rise in his flared pants, much to the two women’s glee.

“I knew it Nic… “ Minerva got down on all fours and began crawling toward Ricky, wiggling her big ass, and doing her best from having her tongue hang out. “What are you doing?” Nic asked. Minerva was now at Ricky raising on her knees and reaching up, curling her fingers around the draw string pants, “Just prepping him Nic…” As if her sister needed help in getting a cock hard to suck.

Ricky was staring at Nicci, the tan legs, the short dress, the oh so hard nipples, and Nic giggled… “I don’t think he needs your help, but maybe a bit of visual …” As she slipped her dress off her shoulders… just as Minerva pulled Ricky’s pants down, his cock springing up, and slapping her across the face …
 
Ricky was shocked and disappointed at … himself. He had reacted so suddenly, violently and cruelly, the poor woman was just over enthused at sucking his gift, but she had used the good lord’s name, in this house of… well more like the back room of God.

He reached down to cradle her cheek, as she snorted and drooled, and wagged and delighted his massive cock. “That’s alright but please, don’t speak of Jesus while you’re …”

“Sucking your delicious looking prick!” Nicci called out, laughing and actually admiring her sister’s go for it attitude. Nicci had stripped, and while she enjoyed the boy’s near constant admiration, his eyes panning up and down her body as if trying to remember every inch, she realized she was getting the short, well there was no short end, but the wrong end of this deal.

Ricky was amazed, at the vision Nicci displayed. “Are you here to enjoy the gift?” Using the term his mother and sister had used. Nicky laughing, “I mean it is a very nice cock, but ‘the gift’ someone certainly thinks highly of himself!” Yet she was craning her neck, God Damn, she looked up at the ceiling as if the God she didn’t really believe in, might hear her thoughts, but it really, really was a gorgeous and massive cock. The fact her sister, no had drool halfway down her suit jacket, just made that glistening missile look better.

“No, I don’t, it is what my mother and sister told me, how my cum has magical properties …” Minerva popped off, “See, see, I told you.. like it makes your skin look younger and ….” Ricky took over, “Well, it all depends I guess on how you take it… swallowing it doesn’t have as long of an effect but yes, your skin, your breasts get firmer, you lose weight. But according to my Grandma…”

Nicci kept moving closer, “Jesus Fuck, your Grandma fucked you too?” Ricky looked, “Mrs. Burton, please, with the Jesus…” Nicci nodded, again looking up as if being judged by something she didn’t think existed, “Sorry…”

Ricky continued, “No, I haven’t.. I haven’t fucked anybody, yet, just been told what happens, supposedly the ass has the….” Nicci stopped, “This is a story isn’t it, everyone wants to fuck my ass and you thought…” But then she looked at the kid, he wasn’t using a line, hell she knew a line, every line. This required some thinking. Ricky looked at Nicci, “Would you help me get out of this?” Nicci undressed Ricky, admiring every nook on his young body, and pissed her sister had somehow moved in first.

Clothes off, Niicci took action. Nicci hit the ground, her knees planting, her massive tits bobbing up and down, and pushed her sister to the side. Luckily there was plenty of Ricky to go around. “I need to think …” She said, and bent down. “What are you doing?” Asked Minerva… “I need to think, and I need cock, and… well … we are going to share.” And so the room suddenly grew silent, other than the smacking of lips, and moans of pure delight. If one didn’t know, and only listened at the door, a feast of Huns might be the assumption.

Sometimes the women’s lips and tongues meeting as the worked each side of the shaft, his balls, the tip. Suddenly Nicci got a nice big glob of precum as her tongue battled Minerva’s to enjoy the slit at the tip of the massive cock.

In it went in her mouth, very, very tasty, and then she swallowed and felt the shiver throughout her body, a jolt that put five hour energy to shame. “God Damn!” She clapped, her tits even more gravity defying than ever, Ricky cringing, “Please Mrs. Burton you promised…” Nicci had pushed Minerva down to work Ricky’s balls, and had the massive tip, all the way in the back of her throat.. .”Swoorryyy” She garbled out, except, she wasn’t, this was going even better than she had hoped!
 
Ricky couldn’t believe it as he looked down and saw the two beautiful faces and Lucious lips adoring his tip, pole and sack. He let his hands settle momentarily on thier heads, petting their thick mains, “Oh that’s sooo good!” It was one thing to have a single woman slurping and worshipping your cock, but two! Every so often their heads or mouths would bump into each other, both cuught up in the feast. Ricky would hear some snorting and almost a noise he knew he had heard before, and he was right, it was on his Grandpa’s farm, the pigs at the trough, but given the visual here, he could not place the sound.

Nicci had ether picked up her sister’s technique or it came more naturally than she realized, but if someone had walked into the room, they would have seen two phat asses swaying as the women sucked, licked and enjoyed with reckless abandon. Now the noises were a bit more like hogs at the trough, but sexy hogs, who were delighting in the meaty meal provided.

With the slight enhancement that had come as a result of enjoying his mother, Ricky’s cock was truly prodigious. Nicci finally took as much of it as she could in her mouth, and brought her hands to his shaft, leaving only his balls available to Minerva where she alternated tonguing and sucking one of the heavy balls, which held the magic cream, into her mouth.

“Oh Mrs. Burton.. your mouth and hands… oh.. ohhhhh…..” Her technique was flawless, but the reversing cork screw combined with her talented tongue was driving him crazy, his cock achingly stiff, his balls beginnng ot cinch tight to his body, readying the canon to fire!

Ricky reached down, grabbing the back of Nicci’s head, as much to keep his balance from the dizzying act that had his blood rushing to his needy prick, and then grasping Minerva too, just because… a tongue working his massive balls felt really good!

“OH Fuck!!!!” Ricky looked down startled, he didn’t talk like that, had never used that word, but this felt soo … soooo….”FUUUUCCCKKKKK!!!!” His hand latched on the back of Nicci’s golden locks, and he thrusted his young pelvis and began fucking the bitch woman’s mouth and throat…. He was cumming, erupting, and sweet little Virgin, Ricky was fucking the absolute shit out of the sexy woman on her knees in his father’s church.

Minerva felt the eruption begin in his balls, and with her mouth still full with one of them, tried her best to say, “Savs sump for meee…” She only wanted a bit, well actually as much as she could, as she proposed she and her sister do a little cum swapping….
 
“Are you sure?” Her mother asked, “Very fucking sure!” Atlanta answered. “Honey, please, remember were are in your father’s and our Lord’s house.” Atlanta knew but she was on a mission. “How many god damned… sorry, darned keys are there on that chain?”

The answer was near 30, as there were all sorts of nooks and crannies in the church and the Pastor wanted them all to be secured. So it was quite the exercise to find the right key to get through barricade after barricade that Ricky had set by locking so many levels of doors.

Finally they got through the fourth one, and now the sounds were coming through loud and clear. “What the Hell?” Atlanta said to the sound of snorting and grungint and slurping and gagging, Muriel again gave her daughter a look, college had really increased her vocabulary in a most unappealing way. Yet both women felt their nipples getting hard, their pussies wet, the smells and sounds of sex undeniable. “Those fucking bitches … “ Amber saidk thinking of her brother being taken advantage of, a thought someone dismissed as she heard her brother come across loud and clear.

“OH Fuck!!!!” Ricky looked down startled, he didn’t talk like that, had never used that word, but this felt soo … soooo….”FUUUUCCCKKKKK!!!!” Atlanta giggled, maybe little brother was growing up, which made her feel a little better about some of the feelings and desires she was feeling for him. If these bitches could provoke this, just wait until he got, or better she got, her hands on him.

Muriel was fondling with the keys, she couldn’t find the right one, trying one then another to no avail. Meanwhile inside Ricky watched the two women kissing and sharing.. Nicci realizing and looking out of the corner of her eye. “You like this kid.. women sharing your cum?” It was delicious, even better than Minerva’s description as words did not do just to the combination of flavor and effect of the young man’s cum.

“Watch this…” Nicci rose on her knees and pulled her head back. “Wait, no…” Minerva said only to see her sister above her, grabbing the sides of her sister’s head, and tilting it up. “Open your mouth… “ She said, only ot look at Ricky and give a wink. Nicci then opened her mouth to slowly let a stream of cum and saliva slip out of her mouth and into Minerva’s waiting opening, Minerva’s mouth open and neck crained like a baby robin, craving sustenance.

“Oh Mrs. Burton.. .that’s sooo…..” Ricky didn’t even know the right word, but it was unbelievable, his cock already so hard and wanting more of the gorgeous older blonde’s sexy body. With her on her knees Ricky feel to his and slid his hands into her panties, pushing them over and down her full hips.

“Already want more?” Nicci teased, belying the slick wetness that was rolling down her own thighs. She leaned over and wiggled her ass, “Then come and get it….” Nicci’s was horny as hell, but no more so than Minerva, who realized she didn’t have a shot. So she hiked her skirt up, and slid her finger down into her slit, while still playing with some of Ricky’s cum in her mouth.

She actually wanted to watch and enjoy Ricky fucking her sister. Ricky was about to lose his virginity, and that was when Atlanta pushed her mother out of the way, tired of waiting and used her Olympic strength legs, to kick the door off it hinges. “Ricky!” She yelled, while Muriel seeing the cum that had spilled on Mineva’s cleavage, found herself falling to shove her face into Minerva’s breasts to lap up the few delicious traces of her son’s cum.
 
Minerva found herself giggling and squirming, it was one thing to be cum swapping with her sister, it was quite another to have this attractive woman, fondling, lapping and sucking on her gargantuan breasts. She didn’t realize really what a mess she and Nicci had made, but Muriel was quite thorough, and frankly quite good and pleasuring at her clean up. As for herself, Muriel had never before done anything to a woman, but as she unbuttoned the black suit jacket, revealing more and more of Minerva’s massive tits, she found herself quite enjoying.

Nicci and Atlanta paid them no mind, as they were engaged in their own interaction. Nicci realized that denying was not really going to work. “I had just planned on blowing him… fucking him was Ricky’s idea.” Atlanta shot a look at her brother who realized yes, that was indeed what he had hoped. “Ricky, do you want to fuck her?” Atlanta could honestly understand, the older blonde’s body was off the hook gorgeous, erotic in a way that Atlanta’s own thinner, leaner, statuesque version could never be, although no less appealing in her own right.

Ricky swallowed, “Well, her cock sucking felt so good, and I came so hard, but I still….” And both Atlanta looked down and had their eyes admire and their mouths water and their pussies drip at the throbbing beast Ricky was holding in his hand. Nicci was already sliding her panties back down, almost in reflex to the massive beast and he won quivering cunt, and also in relation to the heat permeating the room.

Muriel who had progressed from simply lapping up the cum and spit, to pulling out one of Minerva’s massive ma mercies, and asking, “Do you mind?” Only to have Minerva pull the woman’s hungry mouth onto her now aching nipple. Muriel turned her face flushed, and her cheeks wet, “Mrs. Burton, you want to fuck my boy?”

Nicci, who had completely without thinking dropped backed down to all fours, tilting and propping up her stunning ass like a bitch in heat, answered in a way that didn't quite jibe with her position, “I DID want to, but that was before his whole familybarged in..."

Atlanta looked at her mother, they had discussed something like this, but not this, so it was Atlanta who spoke, “Well, if you want to fuck him.. we need you to.. not just let him fuck you.. but when he is done.. you’re done… we need to see what happens when… “. Atlanta looked at the sexy blond, on her knees, raw sexuality dripping from every inch of her.. “We need to know what happens when he fucks your ass?”
 
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Both ladies were posturing a bit, unwilling to acknowledge their weakness for the naive but incredibly endowed young man. For Nicci, Ricky’s cum had been a revelation, no better tasting dessert she could imagine, and even as the first few ropes pelted the back of her throat her addiction would begin to take effect. She hated cum, but loved his, she didn’t need some snot nosed kid, but this delicious elixir spouting out of him was making her feel better, stronger and perhaps even hornier than she could ever remember.

For Atlanta, she had love how her sweet handsome little brother worshipped her, how he was her little lump of coal, but now everyone was beginning to see the underlying diamond of which she was not only possessive but protective. It was one thing for her to say things about Ricky, it would be very different if anyone else dare do anything even close to similar.

Yet they also admired each other, the perfection of a female form so very different than their own magnificent variety. Never was ether Atlanta or Nicci not by far the most stunning and fierce female form in a room until … now! So they postured, but even as they did, they watched Ricky, his massive cock deliciously throbbing as Nicci protested while assuming the position and wiggling her ass so that Ricky might find the right hole.

“I am not just some whore that needs to fuck this kid… “ She said, even as she reached back to find Ricky’s misguided cock and help him find his way home. “I wasn’t planning to fuck him at all….” She said as she finally felt the massive tip enter. “"I'm married! I'm not a sluEEEEEEEAAAHHHH … OHHHMMMM….” Moaning at the sheer magnificence of the manhood now entering her tight tunnel. She wiggled her ass to make it fit a bit better, to stretch her as oh fuck she liked to be stretched, and Atlanta found herself teasing her nipple with her finger, partly in arousal, partly in jealousy as she watched this woman taking her brother’s cock.

“I never said you were a slut… “ And the irony was not lost on Atlanta that given the situation, her own mother now humping the leg of the sister of the woman her brother was fucking, while Atlanta was beginning to disrobe herself, that any of them might refer to any other of them as a slut.

“Ricky’s cum has magical powers… just like mine…. And I need to know just what those might be ….” Nicci was looking over her shoulder at Atlanta, watching as the young girl seemed to be slowly stripping. “When you blew him, didn’t you feel something….”

Nicci reached up, grabbed her tit which was even firmer than her usual, enhanced state. “Well uh… “. She felt her skin, it was 100 x better than any facial she’d ever had. “OH GAWD” Just then Ricky began pumping harder and harder… “YOu mean if he comes inside me.. it is…”

Atlanta laughed, “Supposedly, but the best, the very best is supposed to be… if he cums in your ass!” Now Nicci really had to think what to do with this information…. Meanwhile being plowed by the best dick she had ever had….
 
Atlanta knew she hadn’t heard anything about Ricky fucking the hot older blonde woman’s ass, but they would cross that bridge eventually. However as Atlanta watched her brother pumping that gorgeous cock of his into the older, and Atlanta had to admit, hot as fuck, bitch, she was getting a bit antsy herself. Maybe she had over thought it, why did she need a guinea pig, she was an Amazon princess, after all, why the fuck didn’t she just take on the challenge herself?

Ricky was lost in it all. So this was it, he would no longer be a virgin and My God, oops that was bad, he shouldn’t think that, but holy &*!&!!!! Mrs. Burton’s pussy, and the way she moved it, squeezed him, rammed back into him, as shook and the grunts with each thrust, it was all incredible!

“Fuck the bitch Ricky, fuck her harder ram it all the way inside!” Atlanta was yelling like Ricky was a teammate, just rounding the last turn and being encouraged to give it all she had until she broke the tape. Nicci only nodded, the kid was impossibly big, and so fucking hard, but yes she wanted more, she wanted to be rammed until she felt that cock halfway into her stomach.

Nicci began to move, she had learned how to take a really big cock make it all fit, and so as she moved Ricky knew to follow but never, never, slow down! Suddenly Nicci wa up her legs straight in an upside down V, her arms extended out in front of her, her massive tits now flapping with each deep, really deep, really hard thrust. The kid was a natural, or maybe with a dick like that, he couldn’t miss. “Grab my legs, lift me spread me…” Nicci demanded, she’d only tried this once before, but if the kid was going to give her all he had, the “wheelbarrow” provided the easiest, deepest access.

Muriel clapped in enthusiasm, “That’s it Ricky….” She was so proud, Atlanta was honestly in awe at the strength, stamina and ludicrous lewdness the woman was willing to go to to be thoroughly railed. Atlanta was honestly in awe… wondering if she might replicate this postion, how it might feel, she sure as fuck intended to ind out.

However, now other than the heavy breathing from the women, Muriel and Minerva idly groping each other’s tits just to keep themselves busy as they looked on… while Ricky hit all the spots. He was so huge, he couldn’t help but work her clit and g-spot and every other fricking inch of her with every thrust. “Don’t cum… let MMMMEEEEE!!!!! Nicci howled, wanting the full hardness fo this massive prick to be working her for her first of several continuous orgasms. “Squeeze your ass Ricky….” Muriel encouraged, not wanting her son to disappoint the upstanding Mrs. Burton by cumming inside her dripping cunt too early ….
 
As Ricky sat there watching, his dear mother and Minerva pushing each other with their shoulders as they worked for better angles and the ability to slide their tongues ever deeper into Nicci’s gaped opening. “Oh so good…” Ricky tried to peer around, first thinking it was Mrs. Burton responding to her sister’s oral skills, only to realize it was the lip smacking satisfaction at enjoying and swallowing a mouthful of Ricky’s creamy sweet cum! He couldn’t help but smile.

Yet as he watched, he heard Mrs. Burton’s request “… Can one of you get my clit, please? That’s what would really help finish me off. I’m sure lots and lots of the kid’s cum must be on my clit…” Finally the opening Atlanta was waiting for. With the two older women gluttonously pushing their noses deep up Nicci’s ass crack, it was Atlanta’s athleticism and height that allowed her to slip her body underneath Nicci in a 69, like position, wrapping her hands around Nicci’s strong waist, and and chinning herself up to lick and suck on Nicci’s clit. ‘OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!!” Nicci screamed out as the amazon temptress latched herself to the married woman’s clit. Let alone the view of looking down on the young athletes saved, pussy and pursed wet lips.

Muriel looked up, so proud, “Try her, she tastes as good as Ricky….” Minerva removed her tongue from her sister’s slit, “You’ve eaten your daughter too?” Why given all that was happening this should surprise Minerva was an entirely different question. “No, of course not …” Yet even Muriel knew this was more a function of opportunity than anything and there was little doubt she would soon be wanting to dine at her daughter’s Y, “We all have the gift, Ricky, Atlanta.. and then she stuck out her increasingly firm breasts, thanks to her son’s cum, “And me!” Minerva could hardly believe it, and slid two fingers down, and up inside Murile, “Oh my… “ Muriel responded, except fast as they entered, they were gone, being taken straight up to Mineva’s lips, pushed inside and sucked like the world’s best lollipop! “Holy fuck … she’s right Nicci… the whole family’s got it!”

And that was it, seeing his beautiful sister move into position, he wasn’t even aware she had gotten naked, the first time he had ever seen her, and now combined with Mrs. Burton the sight was overwhelming. Ricky was also not pleased with the remarks that he had heard, “Ricky, I thought I taught you to always please the woman first… “ and “… Just because Ricky came too fast?”

Too fast.. Ricky had held on like a champ, or so he thought, but that mattered little, what did matter was his new found pride, and the fact that he was young, and blessed and now, once again raging hard! He was not about to leave Mrs. Burton unsatisfied, but how did he remove the two older women from their trough? The moaning in the room was near deafening, which only made Ricky throb harder. Then he realized why she hadn’t cum, of course, he had been doing it all wrong. Without even thinking, Ricky came around in front of Nicci, “So, you weren’t completely satisfied, well…” Nicci looked up, shocked that the young man had recovered so fast, and so beautifully. Her husband would have been done for the night and this kid had barely been ten minutes, maybe five. Atlanta looked up to see her brother, “Ricky what are you…” But Nicci was way ahead. “That’s right Ricky show me how…” She was more than willing to suck that gorgeous cock again, and she was loving the three female tongues currently taking her to high heavans!

If Nicci were honest, she had had fantasies about being three timed, even four, but never had the group been like this. She was realizing that short sightedness of her fantasies. Taking his hands he gripped the sides of Nicci’s face, her mouth open, her tongue beginning to salivate. “Hey … “ Minerva called thinking she was next in line, “Shut up, let the kid back in he’s not finished!” Nicci moaned as she felt the massive cock push into her mouth and halfway down her throat. All Atlanta could see was her brother’s massive missile heading back into Nicci’s mouth as she lapped at her cunt.

Atlanta was delighted, she had now commandeered a ringside seat, “Go for it little Bro…” As she watched her brother’s massive member slide in and saw his balls bounce around and under Nicci’s chin. “Now Mrs. Burton… “ Ricky said as politely as he could. Nicci feeling incredible to be so wonderfully filled, “I am going to make you cum like a whore!” Muriel had begun kissing Minerva, hoping that the two women could share the cum they had, but had to pause, “Look at my two babies… aren’t they beautiful.” And they were, but Minerva couldn’t help feel jealous of her sister, that gorgeous bitch!
 
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The Pastor had finally finished saying good bye to the last Parishoner, the parking lot was emptying and finally he was done for the day. He was also extremely irritated, he had sent Ricky to fetch some pamphlets from his office, and the boy had disappeared, furthermore his wife, who also stood in the receiving line with him, and his daughter were nowhere to be found. He had searched the rectory, even gone back home to find no one. Having come back he had headed toward his office, only to find door after door unlocked, and hearing the oddest din of moaning and he could have sworn gagging.

Having reached his office he pulled the massive key ring out from his pocket. Now which key was it? His wife always knew but to the Pastor they all looked the same. The more he tried to find the key, the more he was sure there was already someone in his office. He began by knocking, assuming it was Ricky, and then more and more became convinced that there was more than one individual inside, and he was sure it smelled like his wife’s pussy!

Atlanta had been so consumed by the moaning of herself as, for the first time in her life, she sucked and licked a woman’s clit and pussy, not to mention the loud moans of her brother, mother and whoever the other bitch was, and then there was the slurping and choking and inaudible words from the sexy blonde, that at first, and for several moments she hadn’t heard the knocking.

Nicci’s awareness, when stifled with the massive cock firing that delicious cum down her throat also gave no awareness, and as for Ricky, Mrs. Burton’s deep throating had him in such a state of delirium, a fucking bomb could have gone off in the room and not drawn his attention away from the world class fellatio of Mrs. Burton.

Even Nicci, her pussy being eaten as no man had ever been able to, and the gargling and slurping and enjoyment of the kid’s incredible cock hadn’t heard at first, and even when she did, when Atlanta screamed out, she was still in a bit of disoriented euphoria.

Back Murile and Minerva fell on their asses, wiping their mouths with their forearms like a couple of Huns after a barbaric feast. “Huh…the Pastor?” Murliel gasped, at the moment more disappointed this all had to end than any retribution her husband might deliver. “Move, for fuck’s sake move!” Atlanta screamed, as the woman looked to find their clothing that wwas scattered all over the floor. “There’s my dress, now where’s my … “ She was about to say thong when she saw it laying on the desk after having had it ripped off by, she couldn’t even remember.

“No time… get out… “ Atlanta was opening the back door to the office and then another which led to the outside. To a small courtyard and then out to the parking lot. “What the fuck I can’t… “ Nicci complained, only to have Atlanta use her Amazon strength to grab her by the shoulder and pushed the naked Nicci and partially naked Muriel and Minerva out teh door, herself following. “Ricky, you’ve got to tell him something, tell him you were… “ She looked down at his still massively hard cock, “Jacking off!”

Ricky was only partially dressed when the Pastor came in, pushing past Ricky to see the women, bounding across teh parking lot and piling into Minerva’s small car. The last thing he saw was Nicci’s gorgeous, fat naked ass as she dove in the back seat as Minerva and Atlanta were already in the front.

The pastor was fuming, “Ricky what the … what happened here?” Ricky was shirtless with his cock still pitching a tent in the odd pants his father had insisted he wear. “Well Father, I cannot tell a lie…. I … have… sinned … quite a bit!”
 
“What do you mean?” Atlanta turned, asking her mother, as Nicci was suggesting she could go without. However, Nicci was not yet at the stage of her sister, who had been marginally satisfied with today’s little taste, after seriously jonesing from the withdrawal and reversal of effects of the kids cum.

Muriel ignored her daughter for the moment, focusing in stead on Nicci and Muriel, “I’m not worried, MY Ricky’s baby batter is addictive!” Minerva could only nod her head in agreement. “You can tell Nicci that if she lets him cum in her ass, that the effect is even stronger and lasts longer!” Muriel said it with such enthusiasm, as unbeknownst to her daughter, Muriel had gone to bed with a large, thick cucumber pushed deep into her cavity in an attempt to possibly prepare herself. She had surprised herself how easily and deeply she had fallen asleep, and that was before the most magical of dreams!

Nicci herself had never felt better, she was tempted to do back flips all the way to the front door, just like she had done in high school to wild cheers up and down the basketball court. In truth, the team had been terrible, but the raucous crowd would fill the field house, as twice each game once each half Nicci did her trick. After the second the gym usually largely emptied other than the visiting, usually winning team’s fans and parents.

Nicci found herself grabbing and fondling her very, very firm breasts, she only hoped her husband might get home soon to enjoy the results of his wife’s morning workout. That was the other thing, she had been railed and faced fucked like a nympho already, and yet she was unquestionably, and insatiably horny. Was this really all from the cum of that handsome young kid’s magic and magestic dick?

Atlanta was still sitting there thinking. She had seen her brother’s cock for the first time today, and could not get it out of her mind. And as much as she liked and admired Nicci, she could damn well, “take one for the team” herself. In fact, she hated to say it, but she was dying to. It was the most gorgeous dick she had ever seen, and she was fascinated in how it might legally make her even a better competitor, a true win-win! She thought about saying as much to her mother, but she and Minerva seemed to be on their own trail and sometimes some things were best left unsaid. She was already planning her own little workout schedule with Ricky.

Minerva had been thinking, “So I understand Ricky’s effect, but you said that you two ….” Muriel blushed, yes, our pussies taste like….” She didn’t even have to finish and Minerva was throwing the car in reverse, “You two haven’t seen my house yet … my husbands out bowling!”
 
Ricky was terrified, realizing he was only half dressed, and unsure of what exactly the wraith that is father might bring down. Meanwhile the Pastor had watched the bouncing blonde hop into her car, and was sure that was the same woman he had seen in the back of the church.

“Do you know who that woman is?” The Pastor’s voice bellowed. Ricky swallowed and his answer came out more as a squeak than real words. “I do.”

“What do you know about her?” The pastor was sill looking out the door, and even from a distance he could see the woman was magnificent.

Ricky wasn’t sure how to answer. “She .. feels really good!’

The pastor’s head jerked around, “Feels? You felt her?” The pastor could not believe such a woman would allow …

“Yes Sir, we… fornicated… twice.” Ricky didn’t really know the techinical difference, he only knew he had fucked her pussy and face, making her cum each time. “Hard!”

The pastor was outraged, angry and jealous! He took his hand and struck the back of it hard across Ricky’s cheek sending him sprawling. “And your mother and sister …”

There wasn’t really a question there so Ricky didn’t have to lie, “They aren’t here sir, they left …”

The Pastor had much to think about, “We will discuss this later …”

The Pastor went back home, he could not stop thinking about the naked woman … he needed a plan!
 
Nicci hadn’t even heard Muriel’s request, and Atlanta didn’t understand why her mother felt they needed Nicci for this task, as there were many mouths wanting and needing to be fed, however, for the first time in her life Atlanta felt she had a real mentor, she had, had coaches, plenty of those, but nothing like what she might learn from Nicci. So sharing her brother’s seed with the unbelievably sexy and smart older woman seemed right, as if it was her decision to make.

No, Nicci was replaying what her sister had just said, before smartly pulling out of the driveway, like an 18 year old who knew he better pull out before blowing into his virgin girlfriend’s pussy. “All those dirty pictures and videos of us playing in your kitchen and slutting it up that day with the cucumbers and you winking your ashole and everything that afternoon after your pool made their way to my son, as you know … “ Let’s stop right there, the fuck she had known, and if she had she would have lit into her sister. So she hadn’t deleted them by mistake, she had sent them to her son, who not surprisingly to Nicci, fucked it all up.

It was one thing to show Little Ant, Nicci already knew how fucked up all of their relationships were there. Not her highest moment, but what the fuck, it had been kind of fun giving the kid a thrill. But now, God Damn It! She had just fixed her last blackmailing issue and now her slutty mother of a sister had gotten her back there again. Nicci was seething, thank God she had the incredible buzz of Ricky’s loads still coursing through her veins or she wouldn’t have known what to do. The other issue was, it didn’t matter how hard she had been railed, Nicci was as fucking horny as she could remember.

She needed to think and got off. In she went into her house and into her bathroom suctioning the massive dildo to the wall. She needed to think, and so she simply lifted her dress and slammed her phat ass back on the silicon monster, but damn it, it didn’t compare to that kid’s dick. She was addicted, Muriel woulldn’t have to worry, but as she fucked hers let silly, Nicci was finally able to think about what they might do.

“You did what?” Atlanta said as the tires screeched leaving the driveway. “Who the fuck is your son, whose bulldog, and what did you say about a cucumber and a winking ass?” These women were off the hook and Atlanta could not nelp herself, nor could Muriel, as these women brought out each of their inner sluts!
 
As they rode along in the car, only Muriel was now in the back. “I assume your son is not at home, will we be alone?” Muriel’s voice was a bit strained as she was moving as she spoke. It was only when Atlanta looked into the back seat she realized what her mother had been up to, as she was in the process of putting her very damp panties into her purse.

She blushed as she caught her daughter’s eye, “I just thought that might help things along when we got there. Atlanta who was also in a skirt, was not sure what they were headed into although her mother seemed to be much further along that road.

“So what do you know about this Bulldog?” Atlanta was curious, and although she had never had much use for any, she knew well how easily she could get some college guy to do damned near anything if he thought he had a shot at her.

“I don’t know really, My Anthony said he is a football player, and they must have very different standards for football players as the boy sounds like a near neandrathal.” Atlanta couldn’t help but laugh, “Yeah, I’d say that is pretty typical. And he has pictures of you, wants to black mail you in some way? What does he want?”

Minerva didn’t honestly know, she had let her imagination run wild a few times, but the fact he wanted to meet both she and Nicci, made her think it was at least partially sexual.

All the women could feel themselves getting hornier as Minerva pulled into her house, this was far smaller than her sister’s, a fact Minerva was very well aware of. As they got out of the car Atlanta was still thinking, “Tell me what you know, maybe I can help.. I mean…I tend to have a lot of football players who would kill for this?”

Muriel shook her head, “Honey, I don’t think I like that, those boys thinking of you like that….” And somehow she said this despite the fact that the idea of some sort of female three way, suddenly had her pussy leaking down her very attractive thighs!
 
Minerva’s house was nothing like her half sister’s McMansion. It wasn’t uncomfortable by any means, three bedroom, a master for her and Anthony, Little Ant’s room and then a guest room, which more often than not held one of the many relatives from Anthony’s large Italian family.

Anthony was a big eater and Minerva was a good cook, having learned to make all the old fashioned Italian recipes he loved. So it was, that as they walke in the 2,200 square foot home, the small of garlic was thick in the air. “Sorry, I am making home made spaghetti for my husband tonight.” Muriel didn’t mind, she was hungry and the idea of a nice thick sausage was particularly appealing, but for Atlanta it was not appealing at all.

“Let’s go down stairs, we refinished the basement, there is a pool table and bar.” Even as they walked down the stairs into the basement the two older women were already unbuttoning their tops, while Atlanta was thinking about Mrs. Barton and the Bulldog guy.

“Maybe I could help you.. “ Atlanta repeated. Minerva was no longer thinking about bulldog but the description Muriel had made of she and her daughter’s gift. Minerva had not gotten near enough of Ricky’s cum, and her body was jonesing for more. “Oh Honey, I’m counting on it, why don’t you two get comfortable and I’ll get us a drink.

Muriel was already topless and looked over at her daughter, “Yes honey, why are you still dressed.” Atlanta sighed, and began to undress, not sure exactly why she was willing to do this. Licking the hot older woman’s clit was one thing, but…

Murlie had moved over the the pool rack and was eyeing to cues, she had them upside down her in her hands, focusing on the handles. Minerva brought over three glasses of white wine, she had used the time to remove all her clothes and stood in front of the mother daughter combo, stark naked.

Muriel as now holding the cue upside down, running her fist up and down the thick handle. Minerva saw her, “Oh you naughty, brilliant woman!”

Minerval hoisted her phat ass up on the pool table, the vinyl cover still on it. “Hand me that cue…” She laid down on her back her knees bent and spread. Atlanta had just slid off her pants, and Minerva looked at her, “Okay, straddle my face, I have to see how you compare to your brother …”

Atlanta looked at her mother questioningly, only to see her mother motion for her to pursue the position. It wasn’t more than thirty seconds later that Atlanta was riding Minerva’s face, only to find that Minerva was incredibly good at eating pussy, but that was not all, as Atlanta could not help but find it erotic how both Minerva and her mother were fucking themselves with the five foot long cues!
 
There was a moment there Minevera thought she might suffocate, her tonge deep in the love tunnel of the hot, young blonde athlete, her tongue cascaded in the sweetest of nectars and a pool cue rammed eight inches deep into her motherly cunt! “Iiiii cannnn nnnn nnnn’t…bre’……aaaaathhhhh…….” She finally gasped, gulping for breath, before usine her he hands to pull down on Atlanta’s hips so she could once again have her tongue inhaled on the young amazon’s pussy.

Every lap filled her with more energy, but it wasn’t until Atlanta started driving up and down, cumming like a whore, raising her hands and bucking like she was Deborah Winger at Gilly’s, that Minerva got the full effect. While different and not as intense as Ricky, the young girl’s cum gave her that sweet, sweet flavor, and that full body revitalization that sip of the fountain of youth, that was amazing.

“Fuuuuckkk!!!!” Minerva laid there, her big tits heaving up and down her bodhy quivering as it fully enjoyed the rejuvenation process the miracle juice enabled.

‘Oh good girl, I’m so proud of you sweetheart, look what you’ve done for Minerva?” Only then, as she was finally off the saddle of Minerva’s face, did she see the effects of her orgasm. She was still panting and feeling a glow herself, but what she was far more amazed was the look of Minerva. Her breasts firmed and the lines seemed to melt from her face, her eyes widen, it was as if the world’s best plastic surgeon had been brought in, but this was the after, no scarring or healing, necessary.

Atlanta began to dress, wanting to change the topic, thinking about Nicci, and sincerely wanting to help. “So tell me about this Bulldog… I would like ot help.”


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It was funny, that at the very moment that Atlanta was asking this question Bulldog was in the University locker room, having just gotten out of the shower. “Hey, I’ve got something to show you guys…. “ Suddenly there was a group of five players, wearing only towels, wrapped around Bulldog, looking over his shoulder, “Who the fuck is that blonde?”

Nicci might have been interested to know that a group of college athletes were every bit as impressed as the high schoolers, and if asked to vote, she would have been the hottest milf here too. “I like the brunette….” One contrarian view was voiced, “I love a huge ass, and look at those fat titties!” As Minerva had her own appreciation chore.

“Who are they? …. Where did you get this?” The questions came in, but at least for the moment he kept that secret. “I’ve got them coming to meet me tomorrow… both of them….”

The place went wild, “How… you’re shitting me.. the fuck you are….” Bulldog only smiled, and then told them where he would be meeting them, they could come see if they wanted to. At the moment he never envisioned where this might eventually lead ….
 
Minerva had, had quite the day. After driving Atlanta and Muriel back to the church, she had felt so good that she had gone back home and taken a run. For many woman this wouldn’t have been a big deal, but Minerva hadn’t gone jogging in 15 years, but that was how good she felt, and as she ran by, massive tits bouncing, and luscious ass swaying, word began to spread around the neighborhood and man after man was ready, in theory raking, mowing or fertilizing such that they all got a close up view to the bouncing Minerva.

Such a day of excess though had taken its toll, and so she was indeed asleep, waking up as the church bell chimed noon, and only then seeing her sister’s text. “Aaarrrggghhh…” Minerva moaned, seeing the message. She went to voice mail and listened. She wanted to cry, she knew Nicci was right, she had done a terrible thing, but she couldn’t help it, she loved her Ant, and would do anything for him. She wanted to be able to say she had learned her lessons, understood boundaries, but this was Nicci… boundaries were every moving, all they needed was a big dick involved.

Minerva showered and took her time, admiring how good she still looked in the mirror. She had well learned that the effect didn’t last, but by god she was going to enjoy this. She even put on her favorite, sleeveless sun dress, taking full advantage of the very short term bounce and perkiness of her massive tits.

Finally she dialed her sister, only to have it ring and ring. No matter how busy she was, Nicci always answered, but in the moment, Nicci had other interests.

“Ricky there is a Mrs. Burton on the phone for you….” Ricky heard the church receptionist, he was in his father’s office, doing a list of chores, when Mrs. Burton called in. “Mrs. Burton… “ the pastor looked at his son, “Is that… “. Ricky lowered his eyes as he nodded yes.

The pastor had a grin on his face that would have made the Cheshire Cat envious, “Well son, invite her over… there is something I want to show both you and her.”

Ricky took the phone, “Hello Mrs. Burton, I wanted to thank you for yesterday…”

Nicci could only laugh, “You fucking should thank your lucky stars …” but then she remembered why she had called, “I enjoyed it too Ricky, and I was wondering if we might meet where ….” She was going to ask him to come over and shoot his miracle spunk into some cup she might drink.

“Yes, I’d love to see you, could you come over here …” Ricky looked up at his father who was nodding approvingly, although Ricky had no idea of what he was thinking.

“Ten minutes… and be hard….” Came Nicci’s response. She would call Minerva back from her car, she was in a hurry.

“That was a good boy son, there is something I want to show you….” The pastor put his hand on Ricky’s shoulder and lead him down stairs, they were headed to a place Ricky had been told to never go, but when his father opened the door he had no idea what he was looking at.

“What is all this, I don’t understand….” The Pastor only smiled, “Well son, a woman like Mrs. Burton is a woman who I think would enjoy this…” Ricky still didn’t understand, there was a big X with bindings, there were benches and machines and all sorts of items that all looked … extremely uncomfortable. “Are you sure Sir?” The pastor was indeed!
 
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