Sharing the MILF List Ch. 13

"Dude I was just shopping with Mrs. Wills and your Mom." I said.

"What are you doing with . . . oh fuck, Sonny, what are you up to now?"

"Funny you should ask. We were just discussing our plans for the evening and we wondered what you were doing . . . "

"Nothing. Nothing! Fucking nothing!" He nearly screamed.

"Oh, you have a date?" I said into the phone, ignoring him. "Sorry to hear that. I mean, great, have a good time. You'll be out of the house then?"

"No, Sonny! Sonny! I am right here. NO DATE! What are you . . . "

I continued to talk over him. Alissa was staring at me like I just asked her to strip and dance on the table. "Well, yes, it would be rude to cancel on her."

"Sonny! What the fuck . . .?"

I could hear the light go on.

"Oh, they are there. What time should I be there?"

"You have to meet her at eight? Too bad. I imagine you'll be too late to help me out with what I have in mind. You won't mind if we use the house for while, then will you?"

"Sonny. Sonny? Oh, you want me to be there at eight o'clock. Gotcha. I'm at home now. I'll run over to see Brent or something. Eight bells, see you then."

"Don't play your music too loud, dude when you come home. It might bother the neighbors. See you later."

"Oh, right come home quiet. I gotcha!" Sammy was burbling with excitement. "Eight o'clock. Shit, Mrs. Wills and Mom!"

I hung up. "Shit." I said. "Looks like it's just us."

"Sonny, what are you thinking?" Alissa asked, suddenly her self-assurance was around her ankles where I wanted her panties.

The thought struck me as perfectly wonderful. I turned to Alissa and placed my hands on her full hips, ran them down to the lower edge of her taut skirt and slipped under it. I ran them up her smooth, hot skin till I found the thin line of her thong around her waist. The skirt was bunched over my wrists. Her lower body was revealed. Chris stared at us from behind her, licking his lips like a hungry dog, er, wolf told to "stay".

I had just hooked my thumbs into the line of her thong when the private door opened and Laura tottered into the store, followed by Ahumay and lastly, Rodney, still buckling up his pants. Laura weaved, fuck drunk to be sure. Her hair was a mess and cum ran down both legs. She was a wreck. The three of them noticed Alissa's exposure at the same time. They stopped, in a line staring at my hands under Alissa's skirt. I pulled down on her thong.

Alissa, realizing they were behind her, gasped and shook her head. The shiver that ran her body matched what Laura had felt. The thong rolled into a neat line at the point of her hips. I pulled it out a bit and then down the swell of her hips, down the sweet taper to her strong thighs. By the time I knelt to move it towards her knees, she was panting. Her arousal seemed to be nearly instant. The skirt remained tucked into itself, showing her ass and all to everyone behind her.

Just at the moment, someone tried the door. It rattled and banged.

Alissa's hands found my shoulders. I felt her weight tilt onto me and since I was squatting, I thought we were going to topple. I got a knee down and skimmed her thong to her knees.

The door rattled again. No one moved.

"Oh Christ." Alissa mumbled, her voice a raw slur.

I pushed the twisted thong on down her calves. When I got to her ankles, I lifted one while she balanced on my shoulders with her hands, removed the thong and then repeated the motion with her other leg.

The door rattled once more then we saw a shadow pass along the front display window, flowing over the screen between us and the glass enclosed display.

I stood up and pulled Alissa's tight skirt down over her ass and hips, but not quite all the way. I could just see the line of her pussy lips between her spread legs. She bowed her head. I stepped back and looked at the brother and sister past Laura. Laura's white blouse was open. She was trying to fasten her bra. Her hands trembled.

Ahumay moved behind her and reached under the blouse and hooked the bra.

"Thank you." Laura breathed.

Ahumay and her brother came deeper into the store closer to where Alissa and I stood. Chris was off in the racks watching us.

I looked at Alissa, her head was bowed but she felt my attention, my eyes, my lust. When she looked up, I noticed her brown dress was unbuttoned down to just below her breasts, showing them both off to good effect. The stretch fabric V'ed around her breasts. I said in a normal voice, "I am going to fuck Mrs. Honeywell, Ahumay. Do you wish to join us?" I said that as much for Alissa's benefit as for anyone.

Ahumay studied me for a moment, moved around Laura Wills and nodded to me She approached me and extended her hand. "Fair is fair." She said but her lips trembled. I took her hand in mine, it tightened, tense with anticipation. I released her hand, understanding what to do next.

I walked around the rack beside Alissa to stand beside her. "Mrs. Honeywell, I think you should tell me something."

She turned her head but not far enough to see me. "Yes, Sonny?" She asked. Her voice was tinny, high, thready with tension.

"Would it be all right if I fucked you, right here in front of everyone?" I asked.

Alissa hissed, drawing her breath through her teeth.

I ran my hands up her back, found the hook on the back of her bra and released it. I put a hand on her hip and twisted her to face me. Her eyes were down. The bra was slack on her breasts, falling down inside her dress which caught it, uncovering her. She made no effort to cover herself.

I leaned into Alissa, finding my way in her curious behavior. "I want to fuck you and I want everyone to watch us." I said in a voice anyone could hear. "Do you think they would like to see me fuck you, Mrs. Honeywell?"

After a long pause, a trembling hesitation, she nodded. She was facing past me. Ahumay was behind her and Laura and Rodney were behind me. I had lost sight of Chris.

"Don't you think you should ask someone? This is their store, after all." I said softly.

Alissa lifted her head. Her eyes regarded me with such longing, such arousal I knew I was on the right track. She wanted to be displayed, to show herself sexual as she had not been till now. She shifted her gaze past me. "Do you care if he fucks me?" She said, her voice was a draught in the night.

From behind me I heard Rodney croak. "Fuck no. Fuck her."

I waited. My eyes held Alissa's gaze till she inhaled sharply.

"Please." Mrs. Honeywell whispered.

Ahumay moved behind me. Her voice tinted the growing gloom of the late afternoon. "Yes. I would like to see, to see Mrs. Honeywell, ah, undressed and, and have sex with you. You would let me, let us watch you and her?" Her voice held anticipation, arousal, and wonder in equal but very, very intense measure.

I did not answer. I took a light grip on Alissa's elbow and guided the semi-nude woman towards the counter. By the time we arrived she had apparently unbuttoned the rest of her brown dress down to the waist. Her torso was revealed, her breasts only partly covered by the lank bra. The stretched cloth still accented her bulbous ass. She turned and faced me.

I turned and found Ahumay beside me, just out of my peripheral vision. Her eyes shown with concentration.

I said, "Laura, undress Mrs. Honeywell for me, will you?"

The blond woman nodded. She moved to Alissa and pulled the shoulders of the dress off Alissa's shoulders. Alissa shuddered as her torso came fully into view. Laura removed the bra and dropped it on the counter. She smoothed the upper part of the dress off the black woman's shoulders, running her white hands over Alissa's darker shoulders. Alissa closed her eyes as Laura's delicate white hands caressed her chocolate skin. Laura pushed at the sleeves, unraveling them down Alissa's arms. Laura put her hands on Alissa's hips and pushed the dress down, around Alissa's hips. Laura shucked it off Alissa's hips. Her hands caressed Alissa's hips and thighs, forcing the tight dress down the woman's legs till the knees knit together and the dress pooled on the floor. Alissa stood in the chilly store, utterly nude but for her shoes. Laura, kneeling before the black woman ran her hands up and down the black legs before her.

"I think she needs garters." I said, turning to look meaningfully at Ahumay.

Ahumay's eyes lighted. She nodded and scampered off and returned with white stocking dangling from her arm and a red and white garter belt. She halted, suddenly, curiously confused about what to do next. I took them from her. She stepped back. I extended them to Laura. "Put them on her."

Laura, her eyes shining nodded eagerly. I moved to Ahumay's side and watched with her while Laura affixed the belt around the slope of Alissa's hips and the pulled each white stocking up each statuesque black leg. Delicately Laura fastened the stocking to the garter belt and then stood to consider her work.

Her black legs were encased in sheer white stockings. The red garter belt had four straps for each leg, each red with white trim. Her upper body was bare. Alissa's eyes were closed. Her pussy was framed in electric white an red lines. When Laura's hands left her, her eyes slowly opened. Her lips were parted and she was breathing distinctly, making her bare breasts rise and fall.

Laura turned to look at me, glowing with the beauty of her efforts.

"She needs a bra." I said. "Something sexy." I added unnecessarily. Ahumay nodded eagerly again, smiling. Her brother had not moved. He stood as though carved of ebony marble. One hand absently stroked the ridge of his cock clearly evident in his pants. Ahumay returned with a white and red bra that matched the garter. She handed it to Laura and the blond woman fit it carefully onto Alissa's breasts and fastened it into place.

Alissa was panting now. Her legs weaved forward and back. Laura turned her to face me, looking back at me, pride in her eyes.

"Kiss." I said softly.

Laura laid a hand on the side of Alissa's face and tilted her head. Alissa was completely passive. Then the blond bent and pressed her mouth to the black woman's full, parted lips. With her other hand, she pulled the bra strap off Alissa's Alissa moaned into Laura's mouth. All she wore was the bra, garter belt and stockings. Her pussy glistened. Laura pressed a hand in between Alissa's legs and Alissa groaned, her hips bucking forward in a violent reaction to being touched. They broke the kiss. Laura stepped back, her hand still pressed into Alissa's crotch, a finger bent and disappearing between the pouting lips of Alissa's glistening pussy.

"She is ready, Sonny. She is very wet." Laura spoke, staring into Alissa's eyes. She wiggled her finger, pressing her hand hard against Alissa's crotch.

"I want this." Alissa whispered, her voice filled with surprise. "I am so aroused. I am so, so, so . . . " Her eyes closed and she bowed her head, her hips shifted around and back and forth as the blond woman's finger probed inside of her.

I looked at Ahumay who has focused on the two women. When her eyes shifted to me, she blinked and then smiled slightly. It was friendly but cautious.

I moved away from her side and turned to face her. I removed my shirt, holding it in one hand. She extended a hand and I handed it to her. Her eyes fixed on my crotch. My cock twitched. I unbuckled my slacks. When I unzipped them, tracking down the arch of my hard cock, the girl licked her lips. I shucked my pants down and off, removing my shoes as I did so. I stood before her. Behind me, I heard kissing and turned to see Laura was plundering Alissa's lips while her hand worked between the black woman's legs. I turned back to Ahumay.

She nodded. "Please." She whispered. "I do want to see you. Like, that. Then, then I want to see you with her."

"Would you like ...?" She shook her head immediately. I skimmed my briefs down and off, standing before the extraordinary woman quite and proudly nude. Her eyes never left my cock. Behind me, Alissa groaned. I turned to look at her and say Laura slipping her finger out of her. Alissa shuddered, lifting her eyes but they only made it to my cock, my bare, hard cock. She licked her lips.

I approached the black woman. I turned her and gently bent her onto the counter. I unfastened the bra, deciding I wanted her breasts bare. The bra dropped to the counter. Laura helped untangle it from Alissa's arms. Alissa once more assumed the position, her elbows under her and her full breasts scraping along the counter top, hands griping the back edge. I looked back at Ahumay.

She was watching us, fascinated. When she felt me looking at me, her eyes shifted up to look me in the eyes. "I have never," she began but ended up chewing her lower lip. Then she started again, "I have never seen it. I always close my eyes and listen, I imagine but I never really see anything."

I turned around to look at Rodney.

He grinned and shrugged. "She always turns her back on us." He said softly. "I like it when she is there. It makes the girls more comfortable. They always come like a freight train!" Now he grinned and he looked really young, the confidence in his cocksmanship apparent in his expression. All allegiance to "cool" was gone. Only sexual pride remained.

I nodded, and moved behind Alissa. She was panting her head bent down past her shoulders, between her arms. I put my hands on her hips and opened her. The motion pressed her onto the counter so she could lift her hips, exposing herself to me, waiting. She panted and her skin sizzled under my hands. Her legs, still encased in the brilliant white stocking made a stark contrast with her black skin.

I griped her ass cheeks and pulled them apart framed by the garter belt and the straps down the back of her thighs. Alissa grunted, widening her stance and arching her back to lift her pussy. I ran a finger down her crack past the dimple of her ass hole, lower to her pussy. Alissa shivered. She hunched her body, lifting her hips, cocking them up to allow me better access to her pussy. She groaned when my finger stroked down the length of her pussy from the low end up to her clit. When I touched it, she flinched. My finger pressed into her soaked depths.

"Oh, please." Alissa moaned.

I took hold of my cock. "Mrs. Wills mouth or my cock?" I asked.

Alissa only moaned, burying her face in the crock of one arm. I ran my cock head down the cleft of her ass till it contacted her pussy. Catching my cock head in her lips, I gripped her hips and tried to push into her but I slipped through. My cock slid between her legs. Even that feeling nearly unhinged me. Before I could take hold of my own cock, Laura was beside us, pulling my cock back into line and then pressing me into Alissa's body. The black woman sighed and her body shivered. I ran my cock into her with a hard, steady thrust, impaling her with half the length of my cock. I felt the difference of the stockings changing into the smoothness of her upper thighs against my legs. Laura's hand wedged between us. I withdrew and Laura moved aside. I shoved back, penetrating the bent black woman. She moaned as I slid into her. Ahumay moved around beside us, her eyes were wide open.

"Oh gracious." She murmured. "You are ... ah ... doing it to her?" All semblance of the assured, sexual woman was gone. She was a girl seeing coitus for the first time.

I nodded. "I am inside of her." I said.

Ahumay's lips twitched. She moved closer and extended the back of her hand under Alissa. She pressed it against the side of Alissa's breast. Alissa moaned. The hand turned and cupped her breast. The moan attenuated, stretching out to please Ahumay. Ahumay looked pleased at the response to her touch.

I grabbed a hold of Alissa's hips and rammed her, driving my cock through the resistance of her body. Back and forward into her again. Alissa quivered, shaking as I drove into her.

"Oh gawd, fuck yes, fuck me." Alissa panted, rocking on her heels to grind back against me. I pulled her hard against me and she shuddered. Ahumay held fast to Alissa's tit.

I fucked Alissa with long, slow strokes, scoring the insides of her pussy with the head of my cock, lancing into her with dozens of perfect strokes. I fucked her till I felt the swimming deliciousness of my climax rising up in me. He held onto her body, the garters under my hands. I jammed my cock deeply into her and ground my cock around inside her body. Her plush ass cushioned me. Alissa groaned and beside us, Laura groaned, anticipation rich in her tone. Laura was removing her blouse and bra, leaving her skirt in place.

Chris and Rodney came closer, staring at Mrs. Honeywell bent on the counter, taking my cock.

I pumped cum into Mrs. Honeywell. She gasped and then bucked once as her body responded to what she knew was happening behind her.

Alissa's orgasm startled Ahumay. She withdrew her hand as Alissa bucked, stepping back from us.

As the moment passed, I regained my senses and stood back from the bent woman. She turned her head and Laura touched her delicate white hand to Alissa's dark cheek. Laura offered Alissa her finger and Alissa sucked it into her mouth. My cock got hard again. Something about the sight of Alissa's rich black lips sucking on Laura's white finger fired me full again.

"Your turn, Laura. Clean her up. I want you to lick Alissa's pussy. Clean my cum out of her."

Both women shuddered at once, as though they shared a body. Laura helped Alissa stand and steadied her when she swayed. Alissa pulled herself heavily up onto the counter, shifting her ass to sit on it. I moved over to Alissa and kissed her once more, twisting her to the side. I felt rather than saw Laura's lips find Alissa's pussy. Alissa suddenly sucked on my lips and her hand gripped me. An arm looped around my neck and her body twisted to rub her naked breasts against my bare chest. I bent an arm to grasp her great breast and squeezed it. She grunted and then she came, keening into my mouth while her lower body quaked. Mrs. Wills was surely and artist. Alissa shook and her hips bucked on the counter. She lost hold on me and made to lie down but there was nothing to lie on. She sat beside the cash register machine.

Rodney took two steps and pulled the machine off the narrow counter. Laura moved out of the way, Alissa turned and lay down the length of the counter. Laura resumed her position between Alissa legs. I helped Alissa center her ass on the narrow counter, her legs dangling. I kissed her tits, her body shifting as Laura resumed lapping at her pussy. I took Alissa's black breast in my mouth and sucked on it hard, sealing my mouth around her dark, aroused nipple, torturing it with my tongue, flipping its turgid stiffness which made Alissa moan and gasp.

"I cannot believe I am doing this." Alissa wheezed around her panting gasps. One hand lay on the back of my head as she fed me her great tit.

I released her breast. Her eyes found mine and they were filled with waiting, compliant eagerness. She wanted to be possessed, willing to do whatever I wanted. I moved closer to her thigh, placing my cock right over the arch of her black leg. Laura, sensing me, lifted her head and saw my cock. She took hold of it with a hand and moved to lean over Alissa's thigh, her black skin divided by the upper line of the white stocking. Laura kissed and sucked the helmet end of my cock, licking at it like it was a lollipop. Then she returned to Alissa's pussy and lapped at her till the black woman seized again, an orgasmic convulsion lasting a couple minutes at least. Once Alissa came again, Laura rose up and sucked my cock into her mouth, pulling it deep into her throat, sucking and swallowing around my steely cock, Alissa's leg between us like a bumper through which Alissa could feel both of our motions.