I slid behind the wheel, and my Desoto Fireflite purred to life with a twist of the key. It was Monday, still early, and I wanted to drive over to Deanna's house, and take her to school in style. It had been a weekend to remember, on Sunday morning, my morning wood had been taken care of, and I had awakened to the feel of my cock, rock hard, being stroked to life by my Mom's hands.
"Now, fuck my best friend, fuck her pussy good, and fill her up with a hot, juicy load!"
Monique was spread out, her arms and her thighs open wide, welcoming me. My cock, stiff as iron, was more than ready to lead the way, and I powered in, a loud growl of pleasure from Monique as I buried myself balls deep. I rode deep inside Monique's eager, tight grip, my Mom watching us with a hungry gleam in her eye until Monique's howls of orgasmic joy, the tightening clench around my shaft brought me right to the brink.
"Pull out Kev, and shoot your load all over my body!" Monique ordered, and eager to please I did exactly as told. Pulling out, I felt her hands wrap around my cock, two thrusts into her warm hands and I erupted, my cock jerking and pulsing.
Gasping, I watched a long stream of pearl white cum shoot out, splattering just under her breasts, another gushed out, painting a white stream down her belly, then more streams joined, painting her pubic triangle, Monique's hands gripping me, not letting go until she had milked every drop out of me.
I had laid down, watching as my Mom eagerly licked up every drop, then, naturally, being between Monique's thighs to lick up the last of my cum, she had dipped her face down into the hot, wet seam, and brought Monique cresting again, her cries of orgasmic pleasure as she enjoyed another noisy, gushing release.
Monique wanted to see me fuck Mom again, and she sucked me up to another bone-hard erection, and my Mom, her arms and legs spread wide, her eyes eager and hungry, a smile of joy welcoming me, and our grunts mingled as I slid into my Mom's tight pussy.
Monique lay next to us, whispering endearments about how good we looked, how sexy it was seeing mother and son in a hot collusion of desire, and my Mom got a long hard ride. The look of bliss on her face, her cries and moans of pleasure at climax brought on my explosion, and I growled as I fired a thick volley deep inside my Mom, and Monique was happy to lick Mom's cunt clean.
Monique had to leave, she had a business trip, and her flight was an early morning flight on Monday. When she left, it was very plain to see that this weekend was not our last, Monique and my Mom made it very clear that they wanted more of our hot, three-way action, to which I was happy to agree to. After Monique was on her way home, my Mom had suggested that as much as she wanted me again, we should wait until I had claimed Deanna's virginity.
"That way, when you do pluck her cherry, she'll get a big rush of juices to fill her up, she'll love it. And when you have claimed her virginity, I'll want you right here, fucking my eager cunt as you tell me all about how it felt to fuck Deanna's sweet pussy. And you have her Mom to fuck, too, so many ladies to satisfy!"
My mind returned to the here and now as I pulled up in front of Deanna's house. A light in the kitchen was on, good, I didn't want to be waking anybody up. I climbed the stairs and rapped softly on the door. When it opened, Deanna's Mom was there, her look of "I wonder who that is" turning to a look of lust and desire.
The fact that she was wearing a very sheer, powder blue robe, showed very clearly that she was naked underneath, the smile she gave me as she saw my eyes drank in the sexy sight, she cocked her hip to one side, giving me the best display. Her eyes traveled down, her eyes locked on my bulge, which was quickly growing to its morning wood.
"Hello Kevin, so nice to see you again."
Opening the door, she ushered me inside.
"Good morning, Anne, I'm here to take Deanna to school in style."
"Ah yes, I see you have that wonderful car outside, Deanna told me about it, a 57 Desoto, right?"
As I answered in the affirmative, Anne continued, "Such a nice young man, she's upstairs, probably still in bed, would you like to go and wake her up?" Her voice lowered, huskily she purred, "If she wasn't here, I'd give you a blow job that would make your toes curl, then you'd get a special, nice hot breakfast, I sit on the table, spread my legs and let you see my hot, pink pussy, and let you dine on my hot, steamy juices. That would be your nice, hot breakfast Kev, think you'd enjoy that kind of special, hot breakfast?"
As I nodded eagerly, Anne cooed, "As much as I'd like to serve that up to you, I don't want to get greedy. I only want what Deanna gets, not more. So, go upstairs and wake her up, then come downstairs and I'll give you a more traditional nice hot breakfast, before school. I always say you learn better on a full stomach."
I trotted upstairs, conscious of the eager gaze of Anne watching me. In the hallway, I walked down towards Deanna's room and peeked in her room. She was asleep, and I crept in, and I slid onto the bed and spooned her body. She let out a soft sigh, snuggled against me, and I gave her gentle kisses up and down the side of her neck. I felt her rising to wakefulness, and she stiffened in my arms. She spun around, her eyes wide, and her body relaxed when she saw it was me.
"Kevin, you wonderful man, good morning!" Deanna cooed.
"Good morning to you baby. I am here to take you to school in style, in your very own chariot."
She snuggled up close, and whispered, "My Prince Charming."
I decided to tell her what was on my mind, and I said, "Nothing but the best for my girlfriend."
