It had also been an interesting night for Billy Joe and Steve. After I had given them permission to take the powerful customized Nomad wagon out for a spin, Steve told Billy about a house party down in Jacksonville Beach, where he was sure they could get a little action. Billy steered the sleek machine through the downtown streets and with Steve's directions, they were soon heading east on Beach Boulevard and over the Intra-coastal Waterway bridge to the beach.
They turned south on Fifteenth Street and drove past the golf course and west on Sea Breeze Woods Drive. It was obvious, by the number of cars in front of the fourth house down the block, where the party was taking place. Billy drove past and turned around and parked on the opposite side of the street.
The door was open and they walked inside. A tallish, skinny blond rushed up and hugged Steve and welcomed them to the party. Things seemed pretty laid-back to Billy due the fact that the music was playing softly, there were only about a dozen kids there and the party goers all seemed to be sitting around in small groups talking or drinking beer. If there was any action here, it was mighty quiet action. The girl, Betty, invited them to help themselves to the fridge and the food. Steve disappeared and returned with two beers but Billy refused and opted for a Coke instead, explaining his responsibility for the extremely rare automobile he had been entrusted with.
A freckle-faced boy came up to us and asked if we had been out back by the pool yet. Steve said no and he pointed the way and told them to be sure to check out the sliding glass doors into the bedroom off the pool enclosure. They walked through the door out to the pool area. Three guys were standing by the afore mentioned glass door and looking in on the activities in the bedroom.
Steve asked one of the boys what was going on and the boy told Steve to take a look. Inside the partially opened door, a middle aged, silky blond woman sat on the edge of the bed feverishly sucking the cock of a tall, pimply-faced youth, who appeared to be about to pass out from the sensations he was experiencing. She was a good bit overweight and all she was wearing was a red satin bra and panties.
The boy by the door explained to Billy that she was Betty's mother. He told them that Betty didn't know that she was back here blowing all the boys who wanted it, while the rest of them were in the other part of the house. He told them he was next and if they wanted a great blowjob to get in line.
The pimply-faced kid blew his nuts after a few seconds and they watched as the boy they had been talking to pulled his zipper down and took his place where the other one had been standing. Billy asked one of the others how many she had done so far and was told eight. Steve looked on as the boy she was with now, pulled his dick out of her mouth and shot his load all over her big bouncy tits, leaving wet trails of sperm on her red bra.
The other two boys standing by the door each took a turn and was quickly dispatched by the heavyset woman on the bed.
Steve looked at Billy and said, "Lets do her together."
Billy shrugged and they entered the room. Steve slid the glass doors closed and snapped the latch. He then pulled the curtain across the window so no one could see into the room.
"I didn't think you were going to show, Stevie," she cooed.
"I wouldn't have missed it for the world, Mrs. B," Steve said, pulling his pants down and dropping his shorts.
The woman's eyes gleamed at the sight of Steve's enormous cock dangling semi-hard between his legs. He pulled his shirt off and stood naked. His dick was huge, much thicker than Billy's and a full ten inches long, and it wasn't totally hard yet. Billy stripped and the two of them stood facing the bed.
Mrs. B reached behind her back and freed her big boobs from the bra and stood to pull her panties down. Billy glanced at the panties as they hit the floor and made a mental note to retrieve them before he left. Steve stepped in front of the woman and she took his huge member in her mouth and sucked it until it stood like a tree branch. Billy moved close and she took his cock and worked the same magic on him.
Steve lay on his back and she lowered herself on his big pecker, sinking completely down on it without hesitation. She wallowed around on him and then looking turning her head, she said, "Fuck my ass hole."
She leaned forward on Steve and Billy crawled between her legs and pushed his thick cock through her wrinkly butt hole. She groaned loudly as he plunged into her ass but soon the three of them were engaged in a clumsy humping motion. Billy could only get a few inches in her ass but he held on as he felt Steve driving his huge cock in and out of her cunt. The sensation of Steve's gnarly prick sliding past his through the thin membrane separating Mrs. B's ass hole and cunt was more than Billy could stand. He unloaded a flood of jizz in her tight hole and was forced out by Steve's enormous pole.
With Billy's weight off her back, the blond woman pushed herself up and pulled her legs underneath her so she could raise and lower herself on and off Steve's prick. Billy marveled at the woman's ability to take such a monster prick inside of her.
"I'm gonna cum, Mrs. B," Steve announced.
The woman pulled off his cock and flopped on her back. Steve kneeled over her face and jacked his big meat with his hand. Suddenly he groaned and stiffened. Billy watched as Steve exploded, covering her with long thick streams of milky juice, from her forehead to her belly button. Billy couldn't imagine where so much cum had come from. Steve had gushed a tremendous amount over her reclining body.
The bedroom door suddenly burst open and Betty stormed into the room raging at her mother.
"You nasty fucking slut!" Betty screamed at her mother. "How could you do this to me, you filthy, cock sucking whore!"
Betty attacked her mother, who was still prone on the bed. As she grabbed for her mother's hair, Mrs. B kicked at her from the bed, catching her in the stomach. She moved with the quickness of a cat and sprung from the bed and slapped the girl hard across the face, sending her sprawling to the floor. The older woman jumped on her daughter and gathering a full handful of hair, jerked her head up and slapped her hard again. The girl bucked up, throwing the older woman forward slamming her head against the front of the dresser. Dazed, she turned and with a clenched fist, buried it in her daughters mid-section, knocking the wind from her lungs.
Mrs. B grabbed her by the hair again and then she took a handful of the front of her daughter's blouse and ripped it from her body. She tore her filmy brassiere away next, exposing her hard little titties to those gathering in the room to see what the commotion was all about
"You raise your hand to me, you little tramp, and I'll teach you about life," Mrs. B raged.
She doubled her fist again and smacked her daughter with a serious uppercut. Betty was out cold, lying on her back on the bed with her legs dangling to the floor. Mrs. B peeled her daughter's skin-tight spandex hip-huggers and panties down her legs and threw them aside.
