This will make more sense if you read the earlier parts. Don't worry, they're fun, action packed, and build the tension. Read them first! Also, all characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. Enjoy.
The school bell rang and Donna's hands trembled on the steering wheel. The anticipation of spreading her legs for her young boyfriend sent a surge of adrenaline through her. She adjusted her glasses and watched the high school empty out. She needed Patrick to fill her. Her life revolved around the hours each day they writhed together in their own little hotel room.
"Over here, Pat." Donna leaned forward and waved through the open window. She could see his smiling face as he jogged over. She sat up and looked at herself in the rearview mirror. She liked what she saw. Her hair was perfectly coifed and her makeup expertly applied. She knew she wouldn't look quite so put together later that afternoon. Patrick had taken lately to forcing his monster cock down her throat, and that tended to make her mascara run.
Patrick bent at the waist and gawked at Danna through the open window. She was so breathtakingly pretty. "My lady."
"My lord." Donna beckoned him into the car. "Get in, Pat. I can't wait to get you all to myself." They hadn't made any pretense at solving Portsmith's mysteries for over a week. Their mutual need was just too strong.
"Me too." Pat opened the door, climbed into the passenger seat, and closed it behind him. He tossed his backpack into the back seat. "My mom's out shopping, my sister's visiting a friend, and my dad's at work."
"So?" Donna put the automobile in gear and drove away from the curb toward the hotel.
"So, I was thinking. We never get to do it at my house." Patrick adjusted his glasses and watched her pretty freckled face as she concentrated on driving. "I want to do it in my parents' room. We'll have the house to ourselves all afternoon."
"Oh, Pat." Donna shook her head and a slight smile curved her red lips. "You're so bad." She took the next right and drove toward Patrick's house.
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"You're ... so ... deeeeeep." Donna sat on Patrick's lap with her feet over his shoulders. The pair had recently tried all sorts of new sex positions. Donna found that with Patrick's youthful exuberance, lithe body, and long cock they could do all sorts of wonderfully perverted things she'd never been able to do with Mark. She held onto Patrick's narrow shoulders, her body bent, with her round boobs pressed into, and spilling around, her thighs.
"I'm going to ... uh ... uh ... uh ... cum again." Patrick had his legs crossed and he sat upright on his parents' bed. He was completely naked but for his glasses. Before they started, he had put a beach towel under them. That was a sound decision as sweat and cum from both of them now stained the towel, but hopefully not the sheets below. His fingers pressed into her thighs and he helped her bounce. "Where do you ... want it?"
"Fill me up ... my lord ... fill me all the way up." Donna squealed as the teenager released inside her. Doubled over as she was, he had spectacular access to her depths. She rode that magnificent high that Patrick's cum always gave her. Nothing else in life came close to that feeling. When she came back down to Earth, she was still in his lap with her feet over his shoulders. "I ... could ... feel it all the way ... in my belly." She let go of his shoulders and leaned her head back on the mattress.
A voice by the door startled Donna and Patrick.
"What in heavens are you doing, Pat?" Susy stood in the doorway, her eyes and mouth wide in shock. She held a hand up to her ample bosom, clutching at her white housedress. "With that tramp ... in my bed ... and that smell ... it's so ..." Unconsciously, she reached to her collar with both hands and began unbuttoning her dress.
"Mom ..." Patrick scooted back and away from Donna. His long dick slowly slid out of her until it sprung free with a plop. There was all sorts of frothy cum and pussy juice covering his blueish dickhead. His dick didn't deflate one bit as he sat there. "... I can explain. You see ..." But there was no explaining this. He scrambled off the bed and got to his feet. He looked into his mom's brown eyes and he could see that telltale vacant look. Oh no, his sweat was twisting her mind. He tried to cover his manhood with his hands.
"You can't keep doing this, Pat." Susy unbuttoned her dress down to her navel and kept going. Her cleavage peaked out from inside her bullet bra. "What would your father say?"
"He'd say ... um ... that I'm a man?" Patrick glanced at Donna. "Sweat," he whispered to his girlfriend.
"Go for it," Donna whispered back. She reached for her glasses on the nightstand and put them on. She then stretched out on her side on the bed and propped her head up with her hand. She should have been mortified at being discovered in the midst of her affair by her teenage boyfriend's mother. But she was still dreamy from the last orgasm, and she was more than curious to see what would happen next. Cum leaked out of her and dribbled down her pale thigh to the towel below.
"Dad wants me to be a man." Patrick folded his arms over his thin chest, inadvertently exposing himself to his mother again. He saw his mother's gaze fall to his dick and fix itself there.
"Oh, we all know you're a man now, Pat." Susy finished unbuttoning her dress and dropped it to the floor. She stood before them in her white bra and panties. "You're a man with a trollop." She waved her hand in Donna's direction. "She doesn't even have the decency to cover herself up." Susy pulled her eyes away from Patrick's penis and looked over the shapely woman lying on her bed. She was quite a sight, Susy had to admit. "And on my bed. How could you, Pat?" She looked back at Patrick's raging erection and took a step toward him.
"Mom, there's something you should know about our sweat." Patrick's brain moved slowly. The curvy woman approaching him clouded his thoughts. He stole another quick look at Donna and she nodded at him with encouragement. He had her approval for whatever was about to happen. "There was a meteor and --"
"Don't talk nonsense." Susy reached behind her, undid her bra, and let it fall to the floor.
"Wow, Mom. They're perfect." Patrick looked at those massive tits with their dark nipples and then he looked back up to her face. Her high cheekbones, dainty nose, and cleft chin were all perfect. Every inch of her was perfect. "What ... um ... are you going to do?"
"I'm going to satisfy you with my hands." Susy stepped up next to her son and circled his dick with her fingers. "If I satisfy you, you won't need her anymore." She nodded at the redheaded woman leaking cum on her bed.
"I love her, Mom."
"It's puppy love, she doesn't love you back." Susy's hand's slid along the veiny monster.
"I do love him, Mrs. Lannit." That was the first time Donna had admitted it out loud.
Both Susy and Patrick looked over at her.
"Really?" Patrick hadn't expected the first time a woman professed her love for him he'd have his dick in his mother's hands. "I love you so much, Donna."
"I know. You tell me all the time." Donna nodded and watched the spectacle. "If you really want to win him back, Mrs. Lannit, you'll need to take him in your mouth."
"You're crazy." Susy looked down at the woman with a frown and then brought her focus back to the monster in her hands. "Your juice is all over him. That's disgusting. I'd never."
Five minutes later, Susy found herself on her knees in front of Patrick, lovingly licking and sucking on his penis. It was clean now. Somehow, she'd cleaned the whole thing. Even his balls had no secretions but Susy's saliva on them. It was degrading to be doing what she was doing in front of that trollop, and in only her heels and panties, but the redheaded tutor was right. She needed to go the extra mile to win her son back.
