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Something about Donna, 5.
"That's great, honey..." Donna muttered, only half-heartedly listening.
Dan had, nervously and unenthusiastically, walked her through the morning's happenings at work.
He never did that, and it was utterly uninteresting things, at that.
Donna held the phone to her ear, more waiting for her husband to get to the actual reason for his call, than listening to these sweeping procrastinations.
"Listen, babe..." Dan
finally
sighed, "I-I just wanted to, about the, um, stuff, yesterday again."
"You don't need to worry, honey!" Donna assured him warmly. "Nothing like that is ever gonna happen again."
Dan sighed with great relief. "All right, babe."
"I promise you with all my heart!" Donna went on, her voice sweet and loving.
"Thank you, baby. That's what I needed to hear. I love you! More than anything," Dan said, a touched shiver in his tone.
"I love you, too, honey! Always!" Donna cooed happily.
"All right. Let's just move forward. You know, kinda refocus on
our
relationship," Dan said, his happy excitement breaching through the phone.
"Absolutely!" Donna smiled.
"How about lunch together? I can get home in like half an hour. Are you in the house?" he chatted on, joyfully.
"I'm taking a walk, but I'll be home like any minute," Donna lied.
"All right, see you soon then!" Dan sang, bristling glee.
"Bye, honey!" Donna hummed and ended the call.
She grunted a bit. Now she needed to get home for lunch. Her eyes caught the gleaming surface of the pool. Then she sighed, looked up and turned to walk back into her best friend's house.
"Everything fine?" Rachel inquired, as Donna stepped back inside.
"Yeah, it's fine. Gotta get home for lunch soon, though," Donna said.
"You just got here," Rachel muttered, pouring two cups of coffee.
The plan had been to have coffee, lunch, and talk things through. Donna had also secretly been hoping to hear Rachel's thoughts about having her own son cum on her.
She had spent her shower time that morning, thinking about her and her son's best friend. Her thoughts had even gone so far as to picture Rachel and Ricky having dirty sex with each other.
As she sat down opposite Rachel, Donna felt that all-too-familiar tingle pulse between her legs.
"So, have you talked to Ricky?" Donna asked, with feigned offhandedness.
"Hm, haven't gotten around to that yet," Rachel mumbled, intently staring down in her cup. "How about you and David?"
Donna wriggled a bit on her chair. "A bit. But there wasn't much to talk about, you know. Only 'heat of the moment' things," she muttered, trying to sound genuine.
"Yeah. Exactly," said Rachel, unconvincingly.
Donna felt wetter. She knew it wasn't the proper time for that. Still, all she wanted to do was ask Rachel if she liked Ricky jerking off on her, and then finger herself while listening to the answer.
Donna managed to restrain herself though, opting for an agreeing hum and a sip from the steaming cup.
Then Rachel puffed a bit. "Well, honestly I --" she started. But before Donna could get her hopes up, her BFF was interrupted by the front door being opened roughly.
Donna felt her heart skip a beat, as in walked not only Ricky, but David, too.
"Oh? Hi, baby!" Donna waved happily and surprised.
David and Ricky stopped dead in their tracks.
"Mom?" David gasped.
"Woah?" Ricky huffed.
They had obviously not expected to come face to face with their mothers when they walked through the door.
"What's up?" Rachel asked her son, sternly.
"Nothing, mom." Ricky said, "We just decided to meet for our breaks here."
David looked nervously at his mom.
Donna gave a warm smile back.
"Guess we'll be in my room then," Ricky muttered to David.
"Yup!" David agreed, way too quickly.
"See you later, baby!" Donna called sweetly after the two fleeing young men. Donna's panties were absolutely drenched and her heart was racing. She eagerly snatched Rachel's attention, winked, and nodded in the direction of Ricky's room.
Rachel's first expression was one of shock. It quickly passed and switched to a more contemplative appearance. Rachel chewed her bottom lip, seemingly considering Donna's implicit proposal. After a few more heartbeats, she sighed deeply, met Donna's eyes and nodded. A sly smile growing on her face.
Donna squealed with excitement. Eagerly, she pushed her chair back and got on her feet.
........
As soon as the door was slammed shut, the two young men sat flabbergasted down on Ricky's bed.
"Can't believe mom's here..." David mumbled.
"I know, right?" Ricky gasped. He gave a snorting laugh, slapped David on the arm and winked. "Hey? You think they're game for a foursome?"
"Come on, dude," David groaned, annoyed, even though he got that Ricky was joking. Mostly joking, at least.
"Just a thought," Ricky said innocently, grinning anything but.
"Why would I want that?" groaned David. "Besides, mom agreed to not do these weird freaky-things again, anyway. And I'm pretty sure she was serious, so."
"Yeah, yeah," Ricky muttered, shrugging unbothered.
David seemed content for two seconds. Then he let out a crooked, teasing little smile.
"But I'm sure
you'd
wanna do it, you perv," he laughed, and gave his best friend a playful push.
Ricky smiled. "Yeah, well..." he shrugged.
David puffed and shook his head. "Still can't believe you jizzed on your mom..."
"Yeah. Twice!" Ricky chuckled.
"So weird, dude..." David muttered.
He noticed Ricky squirming a bit, his cheeks getting a little flushed.
Ricky leaned up closer. "Felt kinda great, though," he said in a hushed voice, eyes gleaming.
David stared intently in his friend's eyes, then his eyes wandered and noticed Ricky's groin. It was impossible to miss, so big the bulge was. "Fuck! Are you hard?" gasped David.
"Yeah!" Ricky hissed. To David's awkward discomfort, he then proceeded to unbutton and unzip his pants.
"Hey! Come on!" David yelled, greatly indignant.
"Hey, you liked it, too!" Ricky countered, pulling his hard dick out. "Fucking my mom and all," he clarified, firmly.
David sat confused and uncomfortable for a moment, watching his best friend slowly start to jerk off. This was weird, but far from the weirdest thing he'd experienced. Just yesterday, he'd watched his mom slap her big tits for him. And he
did
enjoy banging Rachel. His dick tingled.
"Yeah... All right," he sighed, admittedly. The memories of the last few days came flashing back. There was Rachel's mouth, her tits, her butt and her pussy. There was cumming on her and cumming in her. There was Ricky emptying himself over her breasts. There was his mother's boobs being slapped, her eyes, when she screamed, looking at him, to see if he liked watching her.
David moaned instinctively. He just realized he sported a raging hard-on all of a sudden, begging to be let out.
He glanced at Ricky, jerking off completely unbothered. "Screw it," David grunted, opening his pants to let the throbbing member out.
"Yeah, dude!" cheered Ricky, laughing, as he noticed David jerking off, too.
Pretty soon, the heat in the room got them both to pull their shirts off; their pants and underwear having already more or less fallen to the floor.
..................
"You hear that?" Donna hissed excitedly, ear pushed to Ricky's bedroom door.
"Yeah. They're stroking, all right," Rachel answered, her tone very hard to read.
"So--?" Donna grinned, "We're going inside, or what?"
They hadn't really talked about anything, she and Rachel. Just both wordlessly agreed to sneak to look in on their sons. Donna was explosively turned on, though; that Rachel's answer didn't matter, that she was getting in that room. She
needed
this.
"I-I dunno..." Rachel hesitated.
Still, Donna saw her friend's blushing cheeks and glistening eyes. She knew Rachel was just as hooked as herself. She just needed a little nudge in the right direction.
Donna was more sinfully excited than any of the preceding times. "Don't you want another go with R-- with David?" she blurted out, hoping her slip-up went unnoticed.
Rachel took several deep breaths, then she swallowed, and gave a very slight nod. "Fine!" she snapped. "Let's do it!"
Donna felt such a rush, she could cry.