Brief Backstory: The setting is a Middle America town in the late 1970's and Lute (The Root), our hero, is a well-hung 18-year-old who's finishing high school, playing bass in a rock band, and spreading his own brand of goodwill among the local ladies. In this episode, Lute is seduced into a threesome with his girlfriend Leslie Wilson and her hot mother, Gwen.
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Luther Casey had been friendly with Leslie Wilson since middle school. But when she blossomed during her sophomore year of high school, so did their relationship. And by their senior year, after they'd both turned 18, they were screwing on a regular basis.
Leslie's dad owned a business and traveled a lot, so he wasn't around much. And her mom, Gwen, really liked Lute and gave him plenty of private time with her daughter. So finding the right time and place for sex wasn't much of a problem for Lute and Leslie.
Leslie fit Lute's "perfect female" physical profile to a T. She had a pretty face, was tall with a well proportioned body - tight stomach, slightly fleshy ass and sizeable breasts - and her medium length hair was a reddish blonde. By any guy's standards, Leslie was a beauty.
But in addition to being a babe, Leslie was also a good student and was destined to become a successful lawyer. And on top of it all, she had a voracious sexual appetite. So every chance they got, she and Lute would have hard and passionate sex.
Leslie's favorite position was to be on top, allowing Lute to look suck on her big 34C melons as she rode his huge rod while fingering her twat until she screamed and came. And since she was on the pill, the couple would then resume fucking like crazy until he drove himself deep into her cunt and filled her hungry pussy with loads of his cum.
And though they were both dating and having sex with other people during that last year of high school, they loved their chances to be together.
But things with Leslie took an especially interesting turn for Lute early one fall Friday evening when he went over to her house after practicing with the school's jazz combo.
Lute was starving, and fortunately Gwen, Leslie's mom, had made a big meal and expected Lute to join them. Leslie's dad wasn't due home for several days, and her big brother was off at college, so it was just the three of them.
Lute had always liked Gwen. She was smart and funny, and she was also a babe like her daughter - basically an older looking version of Leslie, but with even bigger tits and some gray streaks in her light brown hair. Lute wasn't yet an expert on guessing women's bust sizes, but he figured Gwen to be about a 36D.
So, thanks to the fine food, a few glasses of wine for the ladies and some beers for Lute, the three of them had a great time together. Gwen had on a low cut sweater that showed off lots of her juicy cleavage. And Leslie was wearing leggings and a flannel shirt that was unbuttoned farther than usual, making it obvious there was no bra underneath to contain her own luscious bosom.
As they talked and laughed and drank, Lute began to forget that he was sitting with a forty-five year old mother and her eighteen-year-old daughter. Instead, Lute started to see them as two hot ladies that he'd love to get in bed. And from the way they were both flirting with him, he could almost imagine it happening. But he stashed that thought away in his "Highly Unlikely/Ain't No Way" mental file.
When they had finished eating, Lute helped clear the table and take dishes into the kitchen. And as he was standing at the sink rinsing off the plates, Gwen came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. Pushing her big soft tits against his back, she whispered into Lute's ear, "Leslie tells me you're quite the lover."
Surprised, Lute looked over and saw Leslie smiling sheepishly as she wiped off the counter tops, giving him a raised eyebrow look that he was unsure how to interpret. But when Gwen slipped one hand down to his bulging crotch and began massaging his thick meat through his jeans, Lute quickly understood where this was headed.
Gwen then continued her seductive whispering, "Leslie tells me she's willing to share you, that is, if you're willing to be shared."
Lute looked over again at Leslie, who this time gave him a sexy smile and a nod. Emboldened, Lute turned around and faced Gwen and joined her in a soulful kiss. And as they kissed, Gwen hungrily opened her mouth and worked it over Lute's as she shoved in her tongue, and then put her hand back onto his crotch, grabbing as much of his huge cock as she could.
"Please don't think we're some kind of kinky sluts, okay?" Gwen whispered as she took a pause from their kissing, "But I came home early from work a few weeks ago and heard you two making love in Leslie's room. The door was open, so I was naughty and peeked in. And I confess, I watched longer than I meant to. Because, my god, when I saw your huge beautiful cock in my daughter's mouth, I couldn't stop. I hope you'll forgive me for that, but damn, you've got a gorgeous cock, Luther Casey!"
"Wow!" Lute stuttered as he backed away from Gwen and looked over at Leslie. Seeing that she was still smiling at him, he added, "Well, I'm definitely embarrassed, and, uh, yeah, I guess I'm also kinda' flattered."
"I think you should definitely go with the 'flattered' part," Gwen laughed.
"So, what is it the two of you have cooked up?" Lute then asked, looking over inquisitively at Leslie.
"Well," Leslie said seductively, "If you're willing to have a threesome with my mom and me, we'd really like that, and we're sure it'll be really fun...for all of us!"
Still somewhat incredulous at what he was hearing, Lute looked back at Gwen and fumbled out, "But what about your husband?"
"Oh, don't worry about Dan," Gwen assured him with a wave of her hand. "We agreed some time ago to an open marriage. And I expect he's spending the weekend with his lady friend in Boston. So this 'don't ask, don't tell' arrangement has worked out well for both of us."