Extending the MILF List Ch. 09

"Then while he recuperated, my own daughter went down on me. He got hard in a flash and fucked her while she ate me. Same thing the next night, different guy. Saturday, though, she came home really late and she brought the guy into the bedroom, sat him beside me and blew him while I watched. Sucked his cock right beside me till he came. Then she told me to suck him. I did. When he was hard, she told him to fuck me. He did. I came and came. I thought my skin was too small and it was going to split open and I'd just spew all over the room. God, he was long and skinny and tickled but didn't fill. Size does matter."

I was hard. Lovely Kline was pimping for her mother? God, that sounded hot. Doing a mother and daughter? Oh the idea of it suddenly captured my imagination. I had already, I guessed but in a scattered way. I wanted a shot at concentrating on it. Then I thought of my own mother and sisters and I nearly came. I sobered a little. After Sid got done with Mom, the only thing worth fucking on her would be her ass, not all bad, that. I chortled.

Becky glowered at me. "It's all your fault." She said again.

"What? That you are getting laid regularly? Finally? Seems like I should send you a bill."

Rebecca shook her head. "No. Not that. That is nice, though. I mean, having this much sex in a couple weeks let me in on what I have been missing all my life. Orgasms, that's what! God, I have come more in the last ten days then I came since I got married and that should till you why I'm divorced. I just didn't know what I was divorced from, or really why. I didn't understand." She groaned a little. "Now I do!"

"I've met your ex-husband, Rebecca. I understand perfectly."

She looked startled, perhaps that I was talking, or making sense. Then she grinned. "I guess you would. No, the problem is that Lovely has taken to ordering me around and dammit, I always do what she says, particularly when she has a hard cock in tow. Do you know how many different men I fucked this last week? Six. Six! And I'll do it again tonight, though I think she is changing her tactics.

"Last night, while one fucked me the other fucked her. God, I was in the same bed with my daughter, fucking. He was between my legs and she lay beside me. They fucked us together and we came at the same time. She had her legs wrapped around him and they were bouncing and bouncing. I got so excited I came first before the guy blew his wad. God, once he started coming, I went off again. I was astonished. Then while the guys recuperated, Lovely and I sixty-nined. She plopped her pussy down on my face and ate me while she drained all over my face. I had to eat her. She insisted. She was full of cum and, and, yes, I ate it out of her. Of course the two guys were hard in minutes then, watching Lovely eat me and ride my face. They switched and fucked us both again. We switched again, sucked them hard again and they fucked us again. All in about an hour." She giggled, a self-conscious giggle. "I love young men. Great refraction."

"Is that the right word?"

She shrugged, her shoulders moved her breasts and I was transfixed again. "Who cares? Great recovery? You know what I mean! They fucked us both three times in a couple hours. I must have come a dozen times. Once I got started, I would have fucked a platoon."

I nodded understandingly though I had no idea what it was like to come twelve times in a row like that. Fuck me but women are lucky but I suppose that balances out. If I was a woman, I'd be in the Guinness book of world records for coming the most times in a row without getting out of bed.

I ordered French fries and a coke. "So? Why did you call me? Sounds like you are getting all the cock a girl could ask for."

Rebecca nodded. "I, I want you to take me to bed. I mean, I want have sex with someone without my daughter telling me to do it. God, it is so humiliating. She brings some strange guy home, walking him right into the bath while I am showering or to my bed while I am trying to go to sleep. She doesn't even talk to me. Not a word. She just asks the guy if he wants to do a mother and daughter. She told one guy she wouldn't fuck him unless he did me first. Made me sound like I was begging for cock on the street corner and she had to find some for her poor mommy. She told another guy I'd suck his cock for him then he could fuck her. I did. He did. She bent over top of me and he did her from behind. She ended up sucking my tits while he fucked her."

She seemed to slip into commentary, constantly forgetting her point.

"What is your point? What does Lovely picking up strange men have to do with me?" I circled back to her enticing comment about taking her to bed, without volunteering too vigorously to do so. I wanted to be sure I heard right, because I'd fucking volunteer for that duty about now.

Rebecca's uneasy eyes finally focused, fixing on me. She looked fevered. "She, Lovely, my lovely daughter, she, she just demands that I fuck whomever she brings home. She tells them I'll fuck them and damned if I don't. She tells me to suck their cocks, and I do. She sits on my face and tells me to make her come and I do and she does." Here, the MILF blushed furiously.

"Well, not really. Lovely, I, I come but she says I am learning. She says I need a lot of practice, I need to make her come a lot but I suck at it. She says I am getting better but I still need to practice. God, I ate her this morning before she went to work for half and hour. Nothing. I don't know what I am doing wrong!

"This, this is your fault, Sonny. You owe me. I want you to take me to bed and I mean now. I want it to be my choice. I want to come without being ordered to suck or fuck anyone." Her voice softened. "Maybe, maybe you'll be gentle and make love to me, make me feel loved rather than feeling like a towel men use to wipe their hard cocks on. In. On. Whatever."

I finished the last fry. "Okay. Sounds good."

For a moment, the voluptuous woman started at me. "Just like that? No argument? Just, okay?"

I nodded. "Did you think I'd turn you down?"

Rebecca's eyes misted up. I was bumfuzzled. She explained. "I, I just love feeling desired but, but I wanted to have a say in it. I wanted to chose who bedded me, not feeling like I was being used by my daughter all the time." A tear tracked down her cheek. She swiped at it. "I feel like a fucking parking garage. I keep expecting to find a line of men, dicks in hand, waiting to fuck me and Lovely taking their money. God, it is so humiliating to have her just hand me over to a man like, like..." She stuttered to a stop.

"Why don't you just tell Lovely, no. Rejection will stop her from bringing home men or at least stop her making promises she cannot keep. Just tell her no."

Now Rebecca began to bawl. "I can't" She wailed. "I just can't and I don't know why! I want to but then Lovely looks at me with her sweet eyes and tells me to suck a cock or open my legs and let him fuck me, I just do! I can't stop it. I, I, I am mortified by my own behavior but, too, I am crushed by getting this treatment from my daughter." She wiped her eyes again.

She actually smiled. "But she seems to love it. I mean, she gets this look in her eye and sometimes I see her watching him between my legs and she looks so pleased with me. I, we don't fight any more."

"Because you always do what she tells you?" I couldn't tell if she heard me. I was getting a picture of the situation though.

"Last night, last night she asked them if they wanted to fuck me both at the same time. They said sure but they didn't." She sounded disappointed. "I, god, I dreamed after they left, I dreamed of sucking a cock with another cock in my pussy. I think I creamed in my sleep but I can't tell since I was full of cum from being fucked three times!" She shook her head. "Let's go. God, talking about it and I feel it seeping out of me, like I am a sponge that soaked up lust for years and now it is getting squeezed out of me and I can't stop it. I am so wet right now. God, Sonny, this is all your fucking fault. You, you have to take me to bed."

"Impeccable logic." I grunted, understanding her feeling of being taken for granted and wondering if she knew she was doing the same thing to me. Who cares! I wanted her to take me for granted long enough to come a few times between her loving legs! I got the check and paid the waitress. The girl looked at Rebecca and then reprovingly at me. Shit, its always the guy's fault.

"So? May I take you to bed, Rebecca?" I asked softly. In the empty diner, I felt like I was shouting.

Rebecca dabbed at her eyes and nodded.

"Where shall we go?" I was thinking of the apartment but thought that might be weird for her, knowing what it represented.

"The Prince's Palace. It's just a block over." She dug in her purse, pulled out a wallet and produced a card. "I already have a room." She got out of the booth.

Already had a room? That means I am a sure thing? I was not sure whether to be proud or ashamed. I chose proud. I was, after all, going to get a chance to fuck this woman. Of course, I had all the leverage I needed. I could have fucked her in the diner really, but having her want it, having her call me and ask to be taken to bed, that is a whole different thing. Its like fish fillet compared to fish with bones. I followed her out into the increasingly bitter cold. The wind whipped around us lashing at us and insinuating its way under my coat.

Rebecca took my arm. "I want you to treat me like a lover. Take me to bed and make love to me. I, I want you to kiss me. Everywhere, like before and just when I am screaming that I cannot stand it any longer, I want you to enter me and fill me with your delicious cock." She stopped. "Oh, I do need to learn how to suck a cock better. My...Lovely, she can suck a guy for a couple minutes and he comes in her mouth."

Rebecca grinned at me, oddly, a smile of pride. "She swallows. I'll, after you make love to me, after you have brought me to a delicious orgasm, then I want to practice sucking your cock." She squeezed my arm, even through my coat I felt her passionate bosom as she shivered. "I think, I think I might learn to really love sucking cock. I, now, I can feel the head of your cock on the roof of my mouth, that little tender ridge on the flat of my tongue, like I had it in my mouth right this minute. Oh, Sonny, we are going to have so much fun!"

I suddenly came to a halt, right in the sparse pedestrian traffic out in the cold. I took her by the wrists, she had on gloves, and turned her to face me. "Rebecca, darling, I understand you called me so you could have sex with someone without being your daughter's bitch. It does not follow that you make me your bitch. I have one woman doing that with me already and I assure you, one is enough. If I take off your clothes, Becky dear, I will take what I want from you and give you what you need and want. But I am no one's bitch." I wanted to emphasize my point more but she looked so chastened I fell silent.

After a moment while the cold wind swirled around us, I took her gloved hand and started to walk, only realizing I didn't know where we were going. I had to ask her to lead us to the hotel.

Becky guided me through the revolving doors of the old hotel, and to an elevator. She punched the eighth floor. I had a jazzy jolt, feeling like I had been bought. I glanced at Becky and she looked distinctly unhappy. I found her hand and slowly took off her glove. She watched me. The couple in front of us studiously ignored my foreplay. The whole space vibrated with sexual tension.

Having removed her glove, I handed it to her and she stuck it in her coat pocket. I lay a hand on the small of her back and put tension on my fingertips. She resisted for just an instant before shifting into the circle of my arm. I wanted to kiss her but did not want to spook her. That thought got hung up in my inner censor. Dumb ass, it said, she called you. She wants you. Kiss her! She is dying for your affection.

I rolled her towards me and sure enough, her chin tilted up, her lips parted, her eyes closed and the ungloved hand drifted to the side of my face. I kissed her lips, a chaste, careful kiss. Becky was having none of it. Her hand moved to the back of my head and sealed our lips together. Her tongue slashed past my lips and I met it with my own. We pressed our lips together, rolling our heads to find the best contact. I twisted and pushed her back against the wall of the elevator. It sounded like a thump on a bass drum.

"I think they are into each other." The woman in front of us whispered.

"Yeah, he is definitely going to get lucky tonight." The guy returned.

"Tonight, hell, if we weren't here they'd be doing it right here in the elevator."

I heard them, I know Becky did because she moaned assent at the woman's last observation. With one hand, I unbuttoned her long coat, exposing the ridge of her breasts. I moved to her side and placed my palm over her tits. Becky grunted but continued kissing me, holding my head with her hand. Her gloved hand found the hand on her breast and covered it, the crushed velvet on the back of my hand accentuated the plush resistance of her breast.

"My god, look at her body. She is built for sex."

The bell dinged and I broke the kiss. The couple had turned as they were watching us. The door behind them opened and they each moved to one side and we had to exit between them. The doors closed and Rebecca giggled nervously, a sound, not a laugh, a trill that scraped out of her throat.

"See? You could have fucked me and I would have let you. God, what is happening to me. All I want, all I think about is sex. Take me to bed and that is no command, it is a plea. Have mercy on me. My daughter, my god, she has me tangled up in her sensual web and I cannot escape. Hell, I don't even want to any more! I want to die of too many orgasms! Please, I am begging you, take me to bed!"

"Uh huh. Are you going to tell me the room number?"

Rebecca looked shocked and then laughed real laughter. "Oh, yes, of course. My god, you kiss better than Lovely."

"Practice and commitment." I chortled, unfazed by the comparison or the surprise in the woman's voice for that matter.

Becky walked us to her room and dug in her purse for the key card. The door opened into a fairly standard hotel room. The door banged shut behind us. We stood side by side looking at the room, the bed with the covers turned down on one side, not touching at all. I stepped behind her and helped her remove her coat. I hung it up.

Her ass arced behind her and I had to touch it. She wore a long skirt that flowed off over hips like water overflowing a Roman fountain. She stood still before me, panting softly in the rattling of the old room. I placed both hands on the slope of her ass. Her body tucked in tight so her hips and ass formed a shelf around her waist, with barely any slope. I bet a monkey could have stood on her ass and thrown shit at you with no problem. She was swaybacked as a twenty year old mare.

I squeezed her full ass cheeks. This woman had an ass!

"You like my butt?" Rebecca whispered.

"I do. My god, you have the ass everyone else wishes they had."

"Don't think it is too big?"

"Too big for what?" I asked.

She hesitated, stumped. "I don't know. Anything." Then she groaned deep in her body under the increasing pressure of my hands massaging her firm butt cheeks. It seemed impossible that such an ass could be that firm, that well-formed. I moved my hands back to her waist. She had the ribs of a woman five foot two and the ass of a woman six foot six. Her body curved as only a woman's body can curve. I moved my hands around her, stroking her tummy as I did. Becky hissed as I ran my hands over her body. When one hand mounted one breast and the other caressed low on her abdomen, she gasped.

Her brown hair was pinned up, leaving her neck completely bare. I kissed her neck. I kissed up to her ear lob and sucked it for a moment. "I have a confession, Rebecca." I whispered between kisses.

"You're married?"

"And she wants to join us, she loves eating pussy...no, something different."

"Yes?"

"I like marking the women I have sex with."

"Oh?"

It wasn't an objection so I kissed down to a spot on her creamy skin, I licked her, I kissed her and then I sucked there, pulling at her firm flesh. For a woman with a daughter Lovely's age, her skin was taut and tight.

Rebecca moaned as I bruised her. One hand found the side of my face and lay there, feeling me sucking on her neck. I moved my other hand from her sleek waist up her side to the mound of her breast, covering it with my whole hand. She was certainly more than a mouthful, more than a handful, she was plentiful in every way. I squeezed her tit hard, pressing through the bondage of her bra or whatever, an over corset, maybe.

Rebecca moaned approval.

I released her neck and stared at the red mark on her clear skin. "There, I marked you."

"Mmmm." She sighed. I released her breast and stepped back. I put my hands on her hips and guided her towards the bed. When we were close, I halted her, pressing the tips of my fingers against the front of her hips. She halted. She was panting more profoundly now, her upper torso seemed to quake and her breath rattled.

I cuddled up to her amazing ass and kissed the other side of her neck. She bent her head away from me, exposing her neck on the left side. I sucked at it. She groaned, feeling it deeply. Her hands sought my hips behind her and she clasped me against her back.

"Oh god, Sonny, I feel your lips inside, deep, deep inside me. Like, like my skin is connected, the nerves are connected in, in, inside of me. I never felt like this. I, I never gave into the need for sex before. I, I was terrified of calling you."

I clamped both hands on her breasts, massaging and squeezing them.

"I dreamed, after they finished with me last night, I dreamed you were taking me and, and I woke up, time after time and all I could think about was your body heavy on me, your cock placed deep in me, your mouth on me, like that." She grunted. "I actually, actually dreamed of you bruising me, putting hickeys all over me." She giggled slightly. "I want to see Lovely's eyes when she sees the hickeys on me."

Becky shrugged me off her back and turned around.

"She, she told me tonight, tonight she was bringing a group, like four and they they were going to all do me and then, then we both do two at a time. I, I asked her if, if she had ever had two at a time and she shook her head but said she wanted to try. She, she said she'd heard about having a cock in the ass but never tried it. I, I was surprised because she seems to know all sorts of things I never even imagined. That's not what surprised me really, I thought she meant, you know, a cock in your pussy and one in my mouth."

I was confused. "Don't have a pussy."

Rebecca made a face like a young girl. "She, Lovely, my daughter, she says I have to learn to eat pussy and suck cock if I want, if I want to show men a good time with her. She, she says the mother-daughter thing, no man will turn us down."

Becky Kline shuddered. "I think there is something wrong with my daughter and now, how she has infected me. Here I am with you and wet and soupy as if I had just been fucked two or three times. God, if you touch me, I'll climax right here."

She did like to talk. Perhaps she was nervous.

I moved around her and sat on the bed. She watched me, suddenly silent. I found the tail of her sweater and felt around to find the first button on the lower side. I unbuttoned it.

Becky looked over the cliff of her tits and groaned. "You're taking off my sweater. You, are you going to mark my breasts? Put hickeys all over me?"