Sharing the MILF List Ch. 03

Laura whimpered and shivered.

I pulled out of her body and she whimpered again. "Laura, you cannot come today. If you come, you go back home and I will not let you serve any more, or again, when we have anyone else, when we do the Annie to anyone else."

"No. No, please." She whispered. "I want to, to, serve you. Everyone."

"No orgasm. No climax. No cumming. Do you understand."

Mrs. Wills nodded.

"Now make sure my mother is aroused and wet but do not remove her clothing. I am shutting the door and we'll come get her. If she is not wet when I return, you go home. Understand?"

"Yes, Sonny." Laura Wills whispered, still bent over the dresser, her ass glistening with the smears of moisture.

"If you are good today, I will use you again the next time."

I left the room, closing the door behind us and went back to the kitchen. I fixed a cup of tea.

Sammy was staring at me. "What has gotten into you?"

I shrugged. "What do you mean?"

"You are acting all, all, all Landon and shit!"

I shrugged. "Mom pointed out to me that airtight is not a variation on dating. It is a mode of treatment; it is pleasure by combining our use of the with their acceptance of us. They want it. We want it but someone has to go first. That is me. I made all the MILFs, I need to direct them to our goal of airtight."

"I thought you said you were going to let things develop?"

"I was wrong. I am acting like Brent now but I will not overdo it or get bent if we break with the plan."

Sammy nodded. "Right. He hates to have a plan and not follow it to the letter. He is a little . . ." Sammy stopped talking and grinned.

I grinned as well, "Anal?" I said.

Sammy half-laughed then said, "Oh shit, who is going to take him in the ass?"

I nodded, thinking about that but the doorbell rang. I glanced at the stove clock. Ten exactly. "So? Did you do anything with your mom last night?" I sipped from my tea cup.

The doorbell chimed again.

"Shouldn't we answer the door?"

I sipped again. "Let them wait for a moment. Anticipation can be very exciting. So? What did you do?"

Sammy glanced worriedly towards the front door.

"What? Do you think they are going to leave? Let them wait." I said.

Sammy smiled then. "I slept with her. We fucked after you left. My gawd she was so turned on. I thought she would never run down." He rubbed his cock. "I entered her this morning but left her panting. I did not want to come up empty today. Of all days!"

"She loves to be eaten, Sammy. When she gets home, take her to the shower and eat her there." I shoved off the counter, set down the tea and went to the front door. I opened it.

"Why is Mrs. Wills here?" Landon asked immediately.

"Good morning. Right on time."

"Well?"

"Are you coming in or not?" I said, starting to close the door but Landon put a hand out and stopped me. I stepped back and they trooped into the house.

"I would not fuck with Sonny today, Landon. He has it going on!" Sammy said with a chortle in his voice.

I grunted and walked into the living room and sat down. The other guys followed but stood around staring at me.

"What the fuck, Sonny?" Landon said. "You said ten o'clock. It's ten o'clock."

I just stared at them. The effect was comical but I was silent mostly because I could not think of anything to say. They all stared at me but when I did not look away, they got nervous and started glancing at each other and shifting their feet. "Are you going to sit down?" I asked finally.

They all looked abashed, including Sammy who knew what was in the bedroom waiting for them. They all found a place to sit.

"Sammy and I fucked Mrs. Honeywell and my mother last night." I said. "Mom and I discussed this and agreed. This is an event, like going to Disneyland. We are not going to live here. If you are confused about this, we need to get that clarified. We are not trying to turn our mothers into sex slaves."

"Why not?" Chris asked.

That stumped me. "Well, ahhh, okay, I don't know the answer to that. I guess what I mean is that I am going to make it clear to each MILF that they are an occasion, an event, perhaps like a sexual holiday. They need to know that we are going to give them something we all want and then they can go back to being mothers. If you want to persist, that is up to you. But I am not going to try to be involved. My charge from this august body is to get us all into those august bodies. Once we are airtight all round, then you guys, and when and why and how you fuck is none of my business and none of your business. Oh fuck it. My point is this. We have to tell the MILFs that they are fucking for now but it does not mean we own their pussies. Right?"

"No." Landon shook his head. "Whatever happens afterwards, we should give them the impression that we are owning them. Now. What we do not do is leave any confusion about that." He looked at me. "You are not giving them the idea that we are just fooling around with them, right? We are actually going to Annie them, right?"

"No doubt about that, Landon. We were one cock short of doing the Annie with Mrs. Duncan and Mom." Sammy said. "Trust me, the MILFs are going to be airtight if we stick with Sonny." He nodded then.

"Fuck it." I said, realizing finally that trying to organize and orgy was stupid. I stood up. "Stay here." I walked out of the living room back to Mrs. Honeywell's bedroom and opened the door.

"Oh, ohhhh fuck!" Mom was panting on the bed.

I walked around beside her where Laura was laying between her legs. Laura had Mom's panties pulled partway down Mom's hips and was blowing in the clit while stroking Mom's pussy lips. My mother was clearly wet, through and through.

"Enough. Laura, get her up and take her out to the living room. Stand her in the middle of the room and wait for me. Mom?"

Mom opened her eyes and looked at me. "Yes, Sonny?"

There was that luscious phrase again. "Go out to the living room and wait for me."

They got off the bed and left the bedroom. I began to undress. She was my mother, I needed to lead the way. Perhaps I would lead the way with them all.

When I was naked I walked down the dim hall towards the living room. My mother was standing in the midst of the four males who were staring at her. She looked a bit frightened, a little aroused and a lot uneasy. Landon sat in the lazy-boy and Sammy on the love seat. The couch where Chris and Brent sat faced into the room with the back to the hall. Laura Wills stood near the TV.

No one made a sound.

"Mrs. Wills." I spoke from behind the couch. Everyone looked at me and saw me, naked, erect and quivering with adrenalin. "Come here, please."

Laura walked over to me.

"Lift your skirt, please." She did. "Mrs. Wills has graciously agreed to help us today. She will serve as the maid, keeping us and Mom clean. As you can see, she is naked under this fetching black skirt. You can enter her as you like but she cannot come today. This day is for my dear, beautiful mother." Mom smiled despite her unease. "Laura will suck you or fuck you as you like but do not come in her or make her come. If you do, she will have to go home. This is Mrs. Duncan's day." I felt a little foolish but using her married name was going to match how the other guys would think of her. "Is everyone okay with that?"

"Why her?" Landon asked, but he was looking at Chris who had his head down.

"Mrs. Wills, bend over the couch please." She did without lowering her skirt. "Spread your legs." She did. "I am going to fuck you now."

"Yes, please." She said, still holding the skirt above her waist.

I grasped her hips with one hand and directed my cock between her legs. She grunted and bent further, arching her back and pressing her ass at me. My cock head found her entrance and slipped inside of her. She was slick and hot and wet and seemed to suck me into her body. I shoved hard into her and she groaned and dropped her head. Her blond hair obscured her face. "Mrs. Wills is a submissive and she is wet right now because she knows, she is going to be close to the most intense sex she has ever witnessed but she will not come, not till we are all sated." I punched my ass at her and pulled free of her grasping, clasping pussy. "Go to the bedroom and wait for us, Laura."

"Yes, Sonny." She said, dropped her skirt, straightened and walked away from us.

I walked to the center of the room. "Mother, if you please, clean me off." My delightful mother did not hesitate but got to her knees and began to clean Laura Wills off my cock. "Gentlemen, this is my mother. When she is done cleaning my cock, we are going to undress her and then I am going to fuck her. Then we will take her back to the bedroom and she will suck the lot of you, fuck the lot of you and then we will join her together to the fellowship of airtight MILFs." Mother sucked my cock into her mouth and took me completely into her throat, gulping me like I was ambrosia. I closed my eyes and focused on the sensation of my mother's mouth on my cock. I felt her swaying breasts, sheathed in the soft cashmere sweater brushing my legs as she sucked my cock. "She is a cocksucker and I am a motherfucker." I pulled her up to her feet. "Please, undress her."

I stepped away from the woman and watched as the guys all stood, as though on cue, rising at the same time. Sammy approached her, pulled her sweater up to her breasts and then over them. She wore a flimsy bra, sheer, giving form but hiding nothing. She lifted her arms and Sammy pulled the sweater over her head and off her arms. He stepped back taking the sweater back to his seat as though it was a trophy. The other three guys glanced at each other and Chris stepped in behind her and unhooked her bra. He kissed her lightly on the side of the neck.

Mom sighed and shifted to face him but he held her shoulders, pulled the bra straps down her arms and she let it drop down and off. Chris moved his hands under her arms and cupped her breasts and kneaded them for a few moments. Then he stepped away, picking up her bra as moved away. He came over to stand beside me.

We watched Brent puzzle over the pleated black skirt. Chris leaned close and whispered, "When do I get to fuck mom?" His voice quivered.

"Yours or mine?" I asked, just to torture him. I knew what he meant. I glanced over and grinned a little when his eyes met mine. "Getting impatient?"

"Seeing you do that to her, yes. Gawd I thought my head was going to explode!"

"Which one?"

Brent mastered the mystery of the skirt and it dropped to the floor. Mother watched as he slid both hands down one of her legs and carefully lifted one foot then the other to free her skirt. She wore stockings, thigh highs with a pair of sheer white panties which clearly displayed her pussy and luminous skin. Mom's eyes were closed and she had her hands on his shoulders for balance. Brent leaned in and kissed her above the stockings while stroking the cheeks of her ass. He rose and carried the skirt away.

"Really, Sonny. When?"

"Chris, your mother is a submissive woman. If you tried to take her tonight, she would not resist you, I do not think. But I want her to serve us with each of the other MILFs, just like she is now. The anticipation will make her crazy. When it is finally her turn, she will be crazy with lust. She wants that. She wants to feel the longing, the desire, the need and have it delayed, dangled before her, displayed, demonstrated, offered then jerked away before she is satisfied."

"But you might fuck her any time."

"So might you."

Landon approached my mother. He caressed her boobs, thumbing her nipples. Mom bit her lower lip. When he ran a hand down between her proud breasts, down across the flowing plain of her tummy and over the panty sheen at her waist and thence between her legs, she grunted and flexed her hips, pressing her cunt against Landon's hand.

"But you want me to wait?" Chris said, watching my mother respond to Landon's touch.

"I do. You will fuck my mother, Mrs. Honeywell . . . "

"I know but, well, since I was or am going to be last to fuck my mother, wondered if I could be the one to . . . to . . . do what Annie asked. You know, fulfill your part of the bargain you made with her."

Landon took both of my mother's breasts in his hands and kneaded them for a few moments, ending with each nipple pinched between his thumb and fingers. She winced as he pulled at the tips of her breasts. He dropped his hands to her waist, hooked thumbs into her panties and slowly pulled them down over her wide hips. She shuddered as the tight band scraped over the broad, bare crotch.

"You want to fuck Annie?" I asked.

"Just while I am waiting, you know, to . . . to . . . do mom." He finished, gulping. He seemed apologetic.

As I thought about it, it seemed fair. Someone had to go last but taking on Annie was a worthwhile endeavor. "Sure. Sid leaves Sunday." I cursed. I had not asked and Annie had not said when he was returning, how long he would be gone. I walked purposefully back to the master bedroom. I found Laura sitting on the vanity stool. She stood as soon as the door opened. "Call Annie and find out when Sid is going to be back or how long he is going to be gone." I closed the door and returned to the living room to find Landon licking my mother's bare pussy, her panties around her ankles and his hands clasping her ass. Mom was shuddering, her lips open and she panted, licking her lips, her eyes closed. Her hips began to move, slightly, pressing her cunt against Landon's face as he licked her, pressing for more pressure, pressing for a piercing tongue.

"Hi Sonny." Sammy said, eyes shifting back and forth between me and my nearly naked mother.

Landon pulled back and looked over at me with a curious mixture of guilt and defiance on his face. He removed her panties and returned to his chair. I walked to my mother. I bent and kissed her nipples, great, inverted nipples which nestled in the midst of large round aureoles, bumps of flesh which swelled as I kissed them. Mom moaned.

I stood up. "On your knees, Mom. All fours. Time to be fucked doggie style."

My mother got to her knees and spread her knees, arched her back and rocked her ass high, splitting her cheeks till her pussy appeared. I knelt between her calves and stroked her pussy with one hand. She grunted when my finger entered her.

"Oh gawd, Sonny!" She hissed. "Put it into me. Mount me, son."

"Geezus." Brent said.

I entered her, slipping the head of my cock gently inside her pussy. She pressed back, sheathing me deeper. I grabbed her hips and yanked her back hard onto my cock. She squealed and then shrieked as I began to pound into her, hard and fast. She came with a wail and dropped to her elbows. I pulled free of her weeping cunt.

For a few minutes we watched in silence while the waves of climax rippled through her body. Finally, she rolled to her back. "Who's next." She sighed.

"I want her on the bed." Chris said softly. He got up and stripped off his shirt and kicked away his shoes. Mom watched him pull down his pants and briefs. He looked at me, naked and erect, his cock was hard and pointing directly at my naked mother.

I nodded and helped Mom to her feet. She brushed past me, and walked back to the bedroom. I stood still, waiting. Everyone else followed. I was last into the room. Christ was standing beside the bed while my mother settled down on her back in the middle. +

She reached out a hand and Chris took it. She pulled him to his knees on the bed and maneuvered him between her legs. "Chris, will you fuck me? I want you to mount me, put your cock in me and fuck me!" She whispered. One of her hands closed around his cock and guided it to the entrance of her snatch. Then her hands went to his hips and pulled him into her, tipping him over like a landslide. Chris fell to his hands. Mom wrapped her legs around his waist and clinched him firmly into her body. She moved her hands to his face and pulled him down. "Kiss me, Chris. Then fuck me." His mouth covered hers and they kissed. For a few moments it was tentative, gentle and then it became probing and insistent. Chris felt her kissing him. He broke free.

"Oh gawd, Mrs. Duncan. You feel unbelievable! I cannot believe I am inside you!"

"Fuck me, Chris. Pull it out and slam it into me hard." Mom said, still whispering.

Chris, instead, bowed his back and began to lick her breasts, first one then the other. When he stopped licking and began to suck on it hard, Mom's hips hammered up at him and her body arched. She squealed as the rough tongue rasped on her nipples.

I glanced at Laura. She was standing with a hand on the vanity table, staring at her son while he fucked my mother.

"Laura." I said softly as Chris picked up speed, pounding my mother's pussy with force and power. "Laura!" I said more insistently.

She looked back at me.

I gestured for her to come and she did. I slipped an arm around her waist. "Your son is fucking my mother." I whispered into her ear, then I licked and kissed her ear. Chris moved his hands down to Mom's ass and pulled her up to meet his downwards strokes. Mom planted her feet and began to lever her body up, taking Chris' cock deep into her each time. "Suck my cock, Mrs. Wills." I whispered.

She turned away from the scene of her naked son, agog and staring at me.

I stroked her blond hair, brushing it away from her shoulders. The maid's outfit was perfect, tight below her breasts but bunching them into cleavage. "Chris is not going to fuck you today, Laura. Eventually, once you show you can serve us well. Eventually, we will all fuck you. I promise. But now, suck my cock." I pushed at her shoulders and she knelt, disappointment written on her face like a proclamation. She looked once over her shoulder as Mom began to scream and Chris abruptly pulled out of her. He rolled away from her heaving body, panting and cursing. Laura licked at the moisture swathed on my cock and then kissed the head. She sucked at the head and licked the shaft till it was clean and then sucked me deeply into her mouth. I grasped her head and pulled her back. "Did you talk to Annie?" I asked.

Laura tried to nod but then said, "Yes" when my hands did not allow the movement. Chris tottered off the bed to the easy chair and sat down. No one else moved. My mother was writhing on the bed, close to an orgasm but robbed by Chris' departure. His cock was red and streaked with glistening moisture. "Yes. Sid will be gone three week, she thinks." I pushed her head back onto my cock. She gagged a little at the suddenness of the intrusion, adjusted and then sucked me deep.

"Chris!" I gestured. He stood up and staggered over to me. Everyone was now watching Laura suck my cock. She felt the attention while at the same time, aware that her naked son stood over her, watching her perform fellatio on his best friend. I felt a tremor quiver through Laura's body. "Chris, Sid will be gone after Sunday, likely for three weeks or so. Pick a day and rape Mrs. Kingston. Call me to see if she will be home or just watch and get her some night. Do not wait too long. Someone else may want a shot at her." Laura sucked hard on my cock and I pulled her off. "Laura, go undress someone. My mother needs more cock."

She pulled off my cock and stood, looked about the room in a dazed fashion, adjusted the bodice of the maid's uniform and went to Landon. She pulled his tee up and off his torso. She unbuckled his belt and opened his jeans. She shucked them down.

Mom quit her thrashing on the bed and turned partly onto her side to watch Mrs. Will strip Landon.

Mrs. Wills took off Landon's shoes and socks then removed his jeans. She sat on her heels for a moment, staring at his hard cock bowed up in his white jockeys. She stroked it with her hand. Landon groaned and his hand went to her head.