Extending the MILF List Ch. 12

"You see, one woman is tied on one end and another on the other end. Naked, you understand, well, pussy bare anyway. It shifts when they fuck you." She put a hand on the rail and pushed against the spring. Nothing moved. She went around to one end and leaned into it. Still nothing moved. She took a little run at it and the thing shifted and then clicked back into place, bumping against her.

"See. You get a double action. It, its really ingenious and my son, god, he designed and built it and now he fucks me on it all the time." She looked pointedly at Lydia. "Like Sean fucks you, I mean all the time."

That was a little lie but one I built around them with my arbitrary restrictions.

Laura looked over at me. "I think Sonny has in mind trying this out on you and Mrs. Spilletti, here."

"Oh my god." Norma expostulated. She looked at me.

I grinned and shrugged. I glanced at Lydia and quickly looked away. She had plenty of color in her face now.

At that perfect moment I heard the patio door open and close. Annie appeared at the top of the stairs. She stared down at our little tableau and seeing and hearing what she did, no motion and silence, she stepped carefully down the steps. The clump of her platform heels on the carpeted steps sounded like cannon shots in the basement.

Lydia looked around. Her face worked as she recognized Annie from their previous encounters.

"You've met Mrs. Kingston, my next door neighbor." Laura said, sounding like the perfect hostess, all polite and shit.

Lydia was shaking her head. She was muttering something.

"What mom? What did you say?"

Lydia looked up at her tall, gangly son holding her against his body. "I fucked them all. Down at the dealership. I fucked them all because, because I thought...I thought..." Her voice faded. "Oh god, what have I done."

No one really understood what she was saying but me.

"Say, Sonny, is that your car out there? I wondered..." Sean said and then looked down at his mother and stared at her.

"Why don't you and I show them how this works?" Laura said, looking at Annie.

Annie looked at me.

I nodded. Seemed like a great idea. Fucking gravity! If you can't depend on that, how do you expect to juggle anything!

Laura unbuttoned the front of her blouse. "Boys. Care for a little Laura and Annie?"

It was warm in the basement. Whoever had used it last had left the vents open. Mrs. Wills got her blouse open, exposing her bra and tummy to us all. She walked over to an old chair, stripped off her blouse and dropped it on the seat. She reached behind her and unhooked her bra. It loosened and she lovingly removed it from her fabulous breasts.

Annie wore hooker chic. She had a coat on which she shrugged off, letting it pool on the floor beside her. She had a little midriff tee that left her tummy bare. She pulled it up over her head, exposing her tits. No bra. She worw a short dark plaid, pleated skirt. She left it in place but stepped up onto the box at the near end. She looked at me.

Sean moved first. Annie bent over the end of the rail and Sean fastened her in. When her legs were properly affixed to the half-pipes, he spread her legs, lifting her up and opening her. He flipped her skirt up and stroked her little ass. It was bare, no undies. He ran a finger between her legs and her ass bucked.

"Hands." Annie growled

A set of cuffs dangled from a string over the rail near her hands. Annie slipped them onto her wrists and lay down on the rail. Chris had improved on the cuffs. They fit from wrist to elbow.

"Oh my god." Lydia whispered.

"No shit." Norma echoed the sentiment.

Sean tightened the soft laces on the forearm cuffs and hooked them together. He pulled on them, stretching Annie out on the rail. The trailing cord, he wrapped around the stud at the middle, securing it with a half-hitch.

"Mom, watch this." He unbuckled his pants and exposed his very hard cock to the air. He got behind Annie, crouched and entered her. She grunted as he pressed his member into her. Her hips raised and then slapped down once. Sean backed up and then ran his length into her shivering body. She was not cold, she shivered from the heat. She was having a hot pleasure stroke.

"Oh Christ." Lydia Favors moaned, watching her son fuck the woman attached to the rail.

Sean withdrew from her dewy depths and slammed into her. The rail shifted under them and then, after a light delay, snapped Annie back like she was a gun chambering a round, ramming her onto his cock with metallic force. She moaned. Sean repeated the action and she cried out louder. Her arms tugged at the line secured to the middle stud.

"Sonny. Will you?" Mrs. Wills said, still using her pretty hostess voice.

I stripped off my shirt, shoes and pants and stood in the warm basement stark naked, not just naked but stark naked. Laura was topless. She wore a skirt as well. She lifted it. She wore white panties. She let it drape back into place. She walked over to me cupped the back of my head with one hand and pulled my lips down to hers. She kissed me like a lover long neglected but finally reunited with the favorite cock in her queue.

When her hand wrapped warmly around my bare but very hard dick, I thought I'd come immediately. I almost did. I felt the thrill warble up my spine and pop in my brainstem. Everything else about me felt irrelevant at that moment. Who cares about gravity when you are in the orbit of this heavenly body? My body came alive and I felt Laura's living tits brushing against my bare chest. I felt her delicate little hand on my side, the other on my cock. I sensed a growing need emanating from her like a field pressing at me and then enveloping me.

I shuddered.

Laura released me, satisfied that I had responded to her. "Sonny, will you?" She repeated. She sauntered over to the opposite end of the rail and placed a hand on it before turning to look askance at me. Shoot, I was already naked, I figured I just as well.

"Not a pimp?" Lydia said. Clearly her mind was reviewing the tapes at warp speed, reviewing literally everything that she had just seen and heard. She walked over to where Annie was moaning on the rail, her son pumping the little Chinese woman with steady, careful strokes designed to enthrall her, and arouse her, not consume her, a little more than a tease but less than full consummation.

Lydia, aggressive bitch that she was, grabbed a handful of Annie's hair and pulled her head back. I don't think she understood what she was doing and her astonishment when Annie bucked into a squeaking orgasm made me want to laugh. Lydia looked so startled when the woman before her climaxed at her rough handling she let go of Annie's hair.

The orgasm lapsed.

We all saw clearly what Lydia had revealed.

Annie seemed unconcerned about her exposure. She lifted her head and looked at the woman. "What you say?" She muttered, her voice swollen with her arousal.

"He doesn't own you? You want to do this?"

"God, yes." Annie groaned. Sean had pressed his cock deep into her as his mother spoke, almost as if he thought she wouldn't notice him fucking the woman right in front of her. "He own me, fine. I want this, yes, much. God oh god, yes!" Sean continued his thrusting and Annie refused to refuse its effects on her, letting them ripple through her. "I, I want. I want. God, yes, want." She mumbled.

Lydia looked at Laura. "And you?"

Laura glanced at me and then smiled that soccer mom smile. "Sonny owns me tits, ass and pussy and I swear to you Lydia, it is the best thing that ever happened to me." She looked at me. "Hook me up and lets show her how it works."

See? If you just wait, Mohammad will bring you the fucking mountain.

Laura moved to the end of the rail and lay down on it. She actually moaned as she did. The cool velvet of the cushion must have titillated her tits. She rubbed her nude torso up and down a couple times, scraping her tits on the fine, purple fabric. Chris had upgraded the thing.

"Sonny, please. I want it." Laura's voice keened with need.

I moved to her and in a couple minutes had her strapped and tied onto the rail. I was guilty hard.

"Tie them together." Sean grunted from the other end, still pumping into Annie. This wasn't his first copulation of the day, evidently.

I did as he suggested, extending the cord between the two bound women. Both wore very comfortable cuffs on their arms, covering them from elbow to palms. They were hooked together with two elastic bands. A little hitch line with an end hooked to each cuff had an eye-ring on it that allowed me to loop the cord between the two women and pull them taut on the rail.

Sean stopped fucking Annie and pulled out of her, letting the rail settle into its center position. Each direction had a little give, spring-loaded so both ends could get a little snap back. With both ends fucking, the snap back would become greater and more profound.

When I had the women tied properly, looping the line around the center stud so they had a little resistance between them, I moved behind Laura Wills. The woman trembled with anticipation. She turned her head to speak but when I laid a hand on her skirt-covered ass, she moaned and fit her face into the opening that accommodated it on the rail.

I flipped up her skirt and positioned myself behind her. Her body trembled like elm leaves in a hail storm. I tore at her panties, ripping them off of her hips. She groaned a little as I opened her up. I fingered her between the legs and found her spring wet. I entered her with a finger and she screamed.

"Yes, oh god, yes, fuck me, Sonny!"

I thought her response a little overblown but then I entered her and her body bucked. I realized the whole proceedings from the moment I called her, had proved to be foreplay for Laura Wills. She was aroused nearly beyond the limits of her sanity. Her body was primed and ready to respond. I gave her something to respond to.

My cock slid into her like a thumb into soft-spread butter. She lurched, she bucked, she screamed. I felt rather than saw Sean reconnect with Annie. The rail communicated his thrust into Annie by jamming Laura Wills hard onto my cock. She groaned with the sudden infusion of pleasure and cock into her body. My eyes were closed. I consciously opened them and felt the rail shift under me. Laura's body crunched against me, cinching her tightly onto my cock, like some accommodating servant was fitting her onto me.

I felt vertigo as I was moved back without any effort. Then the thing snapped back and Annie cried out. I pulled back my ass and slammed forward, jamming my cock into Mrs. Wills. She screamed and bucked. Another slight orgasm shook her and shook her hard.

The rail shifted under me and then snapped back, jamming Laura back onto my cock again. It twitched and she was pressed further in my direction. My weight met Sean's force and Laura got squeezed in between. My cock penetrated her body so far I felt her cervix with the end of it. She grunted and her orgasm broke like a spring shower. She shook, she quaked, she moaned.

"Oh my god." Norma exclaimed. "I never, I never, I never imagined such at thing."

Sean was trotting now, his motion let me ride along but I finally roused out of my lethargy of pleasure and added my own contribution. The rail began to jerk to and fro, snapping to its limit in one direction and then clicking the bound woman hard onto a hard cock in the other.

"Me neither." Lydia whispered. "My god, me neither."

Sean and I found our rhythm. It was sort of halting, ramming forward into our woman and then holding while the rack snapped back to center and then clicked against us as our opposite number fucked into his pussy on the stick. Back and forth we fucked our women while they keened and grunted. Laura babbled and Annie chirped, neither making intelligible sounds. We had just gotten into a good, steady rhythm that was driving both women to distraction when Sean began to come.

I know this because he said so.

Suddenly our even locomotion dissolved into a series of little punches that turned Laura into a puddle of goo. She bucked and screamed as the complex rhythm surprised and delighted her. I held tight to her hips and found my own orgasm. I dropped into the same short, staccato strokes and Sean and I fought for control of the rail, utterly unconcerned with the other guy's actions.

This set up a confusing set of motions for the women and, I theorize, they could not predict and thus anticipate the actions of the cocks in them and so they ended up focusing on the sensations themselves. Annie came the first time with a hiss and a flinch, by climax number five, she was screaming her fool head off. Laura harmonized, contralto voice shimmered with pleasure as her body shimmered with orgasm. I joined her there, thrusting and pumping and my own orgasm walloped me, dulling my brain while my body convulsed.

I ran down. Sean ran down. Annie and Laura quieted.

"Holy shit." Norma muttered. "Fuck me if I don't want to try that."

"Oh god." Lydia managed, her voice sounded so tense it seemed amazing that she managed to make any sound at all.

I meanwhile felt my spine spurting out the end of my dick. I figured I'd need it later but I was too wrung out to recapture it. I slumped over Laura's back and I must have blacked out because the next thing I remembered was Laura's tight voice.

"Sonny. Sonny. Heavy!"

I struggled off her back. Air whooshed as she inhaled deeply, finally able to get enough oxygen.

My eyes opened and I saw Sean in much the same situation. I pulled my cock out of Laura, a little amazed to find it perfectly hard. The air felt cool on it. He wilted. Laura's legs were framed by her skirt and it gave an illicit thrill to the picture of the bound woman, helpless on the rail.

I may need to name my dick since we seem to have so much in common. The little dialogs would make more sense...oh, no, that would mean I am crazy. So no.

Sean and I both stepped off the boxes at the same time. We looked at each other and then we looked at the two remaining women in the room. One was his mother and the other was his strange. I'd had them both. Hmm, whom would he choose?

"Mrs. Favors, is it? Do you mind awfully if I fuck your son. Well, I am going to suck him and then I want a ride on that contraption, if you don't mind?"

I give Norma credit, she asked and then actually waited for an answer.

Lydia Favors stared at her and then nodded vacantly. "Yes, Mrs. Favors is my name."

I grinned a little and released Mrs. Wills. Laura was a little wobbly but she stepped off the box and got right to her knees.

Lydia saw that and her eyes bulged. "Mine." She guttered. "My cock to suck."

Norma was already on her knees looking up at Sean, bending his cock down to her lips and sucking him deep into her throat. Lydia felt left out. I could see it. The spot light shifted away from her and that made her tits droop. She was having none of it.

She walked over to Mrs. Wills and tapped her on the head with one finger. "Get the China doll loose. Its our turn."

As soon as Laura struggled to her feet, Lydia knelt and looked up at me. "I am going to suck you, Sonny, and fuck you and then you are going to tell me what the fuck is going on here."

I admired her sense of order, and her priorities, fuck now, understand later.

She reached for my cock. I caught that one hand by the wrist and held it still. "Easy, Lydia. Sean wanted to fuck you. I helped him out. Seems to me like you wanted to fuck him too so, well, I guess I helped you out too."

She stared and I must say, it was "open-mouthed". I felt her warm, wet breath on the end of my cock. Oh my. I let go of her wrist and just like that my cock disappeared, like it was the bimbo in a magic act. Lydia sucked my turgid dick into her mouth and it expanded to meet her expectations. I swelled up into her throat and she coughed me out.

"Hard enough." She muttered.

Off came her coat. Off came her sweater, her bra, her slacks and shoes. She stripped till she stood before me in nothing but her bikinis. She looked defiantly at me and then her face changed. She looked over her shoulder, her breasts bobbing as she did. I clutched them but she did not seem to notice. I thought they were going to fall off so I held onto them. Just helping out with a couple helping hands.

Lydia stared at Sean.

I think he felt her eyes because his eyes were closed while Norma sucked his cock. They opened.

"What?" He said.

Laura was unfastening Annie. She finished and the two women shuffled back watching.

"What?" Sean said again.

"You, you did this? You wanted to have sex with your own mother?" Lydia whispered.

Sean's mouth worked. He waved a hand at me. "They did too. All of them. They all fucked their mothers and, and I'm going to fuck their mothers and they are going to fuck you." He grinned a wicked grin. "And, and Quilla. I promised."

Lydia gasped.

"She, Quilla, she made me promise. After I told her about..." His face turned deep read, the flush spread down to his nipples. The fucking guy could blush, by god.

"About what?" Lydia whispered. One of her hands rose up and pressed one of my hands harder against her tit. I felt the tension in her hand and her breast seemed to grow firmer, an illusion I know but a good one.

"About, about how I fucked a couple women with Sonny the other day. About how I fucked Annie and well, you know about Mrs. Wills. I know you watched us several times, for several minutes while we fucked, watching her come before barging in and making a scene. You liked seeing me fucking her and when she got hers, you interrupted before I got mine." Sean grinned crookedly. "I was usually on the upswing, going the second time by then, though so, well, you didn't stop anything, not really. I, I think you just wanted, you were just jealous. You wanted me to fuck you."

Norma pulled her mouth off of Sean's cock. "Hey, asshole, pay attention, I'm blowing you down here."

His hand patted her head but he remained focused on his mother.

Norma got the same feeling I did. Those two had something going on and we had become incidental to their little immorality play. Norma got to her feet and seeing Lydia was naked, stripped as well. She padded over to me. "I guess its you and me, Sonny. Mommy Lydia and the long stalk there need to work out their shit. I say we help them."

If Norma had inhibitions, she had traded them in for coupons.

I gave Lydia a soft shove and it was like she was on water. She drifted to her son, like a freed lily pad. They melted into a tight clinch, kissing like they were newly acquainted old lovers, familiarly voracious. Sean lifted her up. Her legs wrapped around him. The fucker was strong, I mean Sean. He lifted her ass up and tried to drop her cunt first onto his cock. He missed and when Lydia tried to reach back to make the connection, she nearly toppled them.

Laura, always the perfect hostess helped. She moved behind Lydia, steadying Sean with a hand on his shoulder. She fingered Lydia between the legs. Lydia groaned and I presumed a finger penetrated her. A moment later, Laura had hold of Sean's cock. She fiddled for a moment till she got it properly positioned.

"Now. Down." Laura whispered.

Lydia's body dropped and just like that she was once more full of her son's cock. Her legs wrapped securely around him and her ass bobbed as she fucked him. He held her, supporting her ass with his huge hands.

In moments the red-haired woman climaxed, her body bucking and shaking. The rest of us stared at their ecstasy. Norma lost interest first, two eye blinks after Lydia stopped coming the first time.

She looked around at me. "That's great. What about me?" She twisted back to look at Lydia and her son. "Hey you two, want to get on the rail or do I need to get my little red book and call in a backup?"