Extending the MILF List Ch. 19

"What's wrong, Mrs. Wills?" I asked seriously.

"Oh god, Sonny, you don't know what its been like, these last few days."

"Oh?" I asked noncommittally, not wanting to spine the story with my words. I wanted her review.

"Hold me, Sonny, just for a moment."

I turned to her and she snuggled against me, put her arms around my neck and looking up at me. Her body stopped trembling.

"Oh god, Sonny, I have been so aroused for so long, it is good to feel your arms around me, so I can relax. That woman scares me. Women are so hard on other women anyway but she, my god, she is utterly dominating and I get so aroused, I don't know what to do! I can't express it, she spanks me. I have welts on my ass because I disobeyed so often and got things wrong. She is very exacting and precise and expects me to be." Laura chuckled. "Jeb gets no better treatment. Did you know about him?" She shook her head. "I didn't. My god, he does love to fuck her, though and she has him wrapped around her little finger. If I wasn't there with him, I'd be laughing at him but I am no better off. At least he got to leave the country."

"You are getting some time away too. I'm going to give you to some people. Get in the car. I'll explain on the way."

She did and I did. I told her about Holly and what she wanted and what Gary wanted and what Marjorie had done. I told her she needed to figure out what Gary had been told so I could correct things if I needed to. She sounded so bubbly and happy, I felt a little guilty. Then I remembered who I was dealing with and that feeling faded. I was pulling up to the Romelingame house, a sprawling ranch that must have been fifty years old from the lay out but had been updated. Here is where the Romelingame money was, I saw now.

Ellen took that moment to remind me of her presence in the car.

"Hey ass hole, aren't you going to introduce me to your little sex slave here?"

"No. But I'll introduce her to you. Laura Wills this is Ellen Collier."

"Oh yes, she works for Alissa and she's sexually involved with Mrs. Honeywell's son, Sammy." Laura sounded so formal, I nearly laughed.

"Ellen, this is Mrs. Laura Wills, one of the original MILFs in Sonny's Harem. Happy?"

"Delighted." Ellen sounded morose, which I understood to be because suddenly she wasn't the center of attention.

"Stay here, Ellen. I don't want to confuse anyone with you and you'd confuse Confucius. I'll leave the keys so you won't freeze. Don't steal my fucking car or its no dick for you for a month."

"Dare you to try."

"I could have Sammy stocked up on pussy for the next month and he'd never even miss you."

"Oh, fuck you, he'd miss me plenty!"

Her vehemence surprised me but I didn't stop to think about it. I opened the back door for Laura and escorted her up the winding walk to the front door of the house. It had a long porch along the front as early 20th century houses had, to shield it from the sun and provide shade to sit in out side the hot house in summer. The chimes were stately and grand, sounding almost like notes from a large pipe organ.

"Uh, Sonny?" Laura spoke from deep inside her fuzzy, fake fur coat, white with black spots with a high collar.

I looked around and she had a hand out, a delicate little silver chain in it.

"Oh, good thought." I muttered. The other end was attached to the golden collar around her neck.

The door opened. A middle aged man who had once been handsome but now looked a little doughy around the edges regarded me for a moment without speaking.

"Mr. Duncan?"

I nodded.

"Is your wife home?" I asked. By this point in my week, I was in no mood. "I'm here to fuck her."

"So she said", the man said. "I'm Gary Romelingame. Please come in." He looked like he was in shock. He had coal black hair, wavy with a flip texture that reminded me of Buddy Holly. Of course it might have been the black rim glasses.

I followed him into the house. He just left the door and walked down into the sunken living room. Mrs. Romelingame sat on the couch, her bare legs peeking out from under an expensive silk dressing gown. Her feet were bare and I stared. I'm not really into feet but hers were sexy. They struck me as sexy and that weirded me out a little. I couldn't stop staring at them. Her toes wiggled at me and I looked up at her face.

"Hello, Sonny." Mrs. Romelingame whispered from her perch on the couch.

I ignored her or tried to. I didn't remember her being that shiny. Her hair was tangled, falling about her face. I turned to look at Gary.

"Mr. Romelingame, I spoke to you on the phone?"

He nodded. I was not surprised he wasn't all that chatty.

"This is Laura Wills. She's mine." I turned to look at Laura. She trembled with excitement. "Mrs. Wills, won't you take off your coat?"

"Mrs. Wills? Where's her husband?"

I got it that the whole wife of another man thing might have some tenderness for him. Laura shrugged off her coat. I took it and lay it over a chair. She looked around.

"Laura, I did get to see what you are wearing, show us please."

She understood precisely what I mean. With both hands she dragged her long gray middy up her legs until she could grasp the lower hem, and then she lifted it high up over her waist, exposing her legs and ass. She wore a garter belt and stockings but nothing else.

"As you can see, Gary, she's ready to be fucked. Just so you know I'm not kidding...Laura, please suck my cock."

Mrs. Wills got immediately to her knees and opened my zipper. My cock was dog tired and I felt it. She fished him out of my trouser cave and exposed him to the fresh air. She held it delicately in one hand and kissed the end and then up the wriggling shaft. I willed it hard as hard as I could but I got nothing. It was at that moment I felt scared. I think Laura sensed it because she moved the end to her mouth and slurped me inside. Her tongue went to work on me and she stared up at me as she sucked me. When she began to hum, I felt it and my body quivered a little. I felt the response and relaxed. My cock grew hard in her mouth. She continued to suck me until I was fully erect and my skin was stretched so tight I felt thinner. The woman could suck cock!

I tapped on her head and she backed off of my cock, leaving it bobbing luridly before her eyes, which fixed on it like a setter on point. I gestured to her to stand and helped her to her feet. I turned her and guided her to the back of the lounge. She immediately bent over it, planting her hands in the seat.

Her skirt draped over her ass. I wadded it up in my hands until her ass appeared. I pushed it onto the small of her back, exposing her. I waddled up behind her and entered her. No foreplay, no niceties, nothing, just a straight plunge into her blonde goodness. She groaned and her ass wiggled against me. I was deep in her and she felt soft, gooey and flush with erotic zeal. I gripped her by the hips and pumped into her a few times. She cooed a little.

I looked over at Gary. He stood watching us, his face masked with a studied disinterest. I pulled out of Laura and she moaned a little, sounding so very disappointed at the sudden vacancy.

"Care for a go?" I asked after stepping away from the bent blonde. Gary glanced at his wife and shook his head.

"I know, your wife is right there. Unless you've fucked another woman in front of her before, this must seem strange to you."

"You have no idea!" Gary responded.

"You sure you don't want a little sample? No hurry. I'm leaving her with you and Marj for as long as it takes to convince you of two things. First, that I can manage to convert Holly into the woman you desire and second, that having a woman in a leash and collar can be really wonderful." I waited but he just stared at the floor. I shrugged. "No matter.

"Laura, why don't you crawl over to Mrs. Romelingame and give her a little taste and by that I mean, go down on her, not sit on her face."

Laura didn't even turn around and scowl at me for implying she was stupid. I wanted to be precise and that took some specificity that sounded a little haphazard to me. Mrs. Wills did crawl over to the couch. She brooked no resistance from the woman. In moments, Laura had Marjorie's panties off and her knees split wide. When Laure bent to lick her pussy, Marjorie groaned. It wasn't some sound made just for effect, it came from inside her bones and echoed around them. Laura went down on her with full gusto.

I looked over at Gary.

"Gary, in a minute I'm going to fuck your wife. She traded her ass to me for Holly and that end of the bargain doesn't change if you send Holly away. Do you understand?"

Gary's eyes were fixed on Laura kneeling over his wife's spread legs on the broad couch. I stopped talking to watch and sure enough, Marjorie twitched and moaned a little, before her hips bounded up and down just once, like she was settling into the position. Laura set to eating her and rubbing her clit.

I moved my eyes from his wife to Gary.

"Mr. Romelingame, Gary, I know things may not have worked out very well with Holly. I'll keep her for a while but you have to promise me to fuck Laura here, let her serve you, use her for sex or make her clean the house, I don't care but keep this in mind. She's yours, not hers. Marjorie may not have the proper patience and that says to me she needs some training of her own. After I fuck her...I don't know if I can come or not. I have been fucking all day, hell, all week. I might be blowing feathers. After I fuck her, I suggest you fuck her. I realize things haven't been good between you two for a while but maybe what you two need is just some plain old sex. I mean, maybe what you need is to use each other for sex but that only works when everything is good. For now, you use her, and Laura. You want Holly on her knees with her mouth open? Laura will do that. Let her show you both what it's like to have a woman to use for sex. As you can see, she loves eating pussy."

Mrs. Romelingame heard me mention her name and lifted her head. Her dressing gown had come open and her tits had appeared. She looked at me from between them. I toed off my shoes and was making ready to fuck her when the door opened and Ellen pushed inside. I looked daggers at her.

"Don't mind me. It's too fucking cold out there to wait for you. I'll just stand here, quiet as a mouse!" She did, fitting herself into the corner of the glass room divider beside the doorway.

I glanced at Gary and he was staring at Ellen. He looked at me.

"Is there anyone else out in the car?" He asked. "It is awfully cold out there."

I respected his concern. I shucked down my pants and walked over to where Laura was making love to Marjorie's pussy with her mouth.

"No, this is everyone but if variety interests you, put in an order and I bet I could come pretty close to providing you the perfect woman of your dreams."

"I had her but I kicked her out."

I twisted to look back at him, standing right behind Laura.

"Why ever would you do that?" He pointed at Marjorie.

"Because she said if I didn't she'd divorce me."

I chuckled.

"She just needs sex. You've been so obsessed with Holly you neglected the house pussy. A no no, if I know anything about marriage, which I don't and likely never will."

I tapped Laura on the ass and she lifted up her head. She twisted around to look at me.

"Yes, Sonny?"

"Suck Gary's cock for him while I fuck his wife." I mumbled, not really wanting Gary to hear it but at the same time, speaking directly to him. She crawled across the floor, posed before him and began to fumble with his pants. He took hold of her hands for a moment, stopping her, staring at his wife. I got the message.

I got to my knees, lined up my cock and mounted Marjorie. The woman bucked nicely as I penetrated her, rooting my cock far into her with a single thrust. I felt like Superman. My cock was hard again. My god! I love being young! Marjorie reached for me, trying to pull me on top of her. Instead I sat on my heels, pulling my cock most of the way out of her even as I pulled at her hips, tugging them off the couch. She tilted down and with considerable strength, sat up, moving her weight off the edge of the couch and onto me. Her pussy gaped and swallowed my cock whole.

"Oh my gracious, I am full of dick!" Marjorie moaned. She leaned against me, mounted perfectly on my cock. I grasped her ass and adjusted until we were clamped tight together. She looked down at me and then lay her hands on my shoulders. She bent over me and kissed me. She sat up, then kissed me again while she squeezed me with her knees. I pulled her forward and our bodies clinched together. She moaned then twitched. Her hips jerked a couple of times and she cried out.

"Coming, coming, coming!" Her voice tortured with the pleasure bubbling out of her. I felt her twitching in every part of her body. I held her with both hands. Her tits wafted against my face until I took one and sucked at the end, licking and kissing the mound of her nipple. She sighed and then tensed as another wave of ecstasy rolled through her.

I lifted up, lifting her as I did so. She unbalanced me and I lay her back onto the couch. Her knees clasped against my sides. I lay over her, pinning her down. She groaned again, her voice warbling with passion. I kissed the side of her neck and she keened, letting me search for her mouth and silencing her.

"Oh god, Marjorie!"

I twisted to look at Gary, thinking he was having second thoughts. His cock was in Laura's mouth and his hips were pumping against her face. I presumed he was coming. God, the guy was a quick hitter, or it'd been a long time since he'd gotten everything to work together. I pulled out of Mrs. Romelingame and stood up. She lay panting on the couch, hooking one heel on the couch back and using the other to keep her from rolling off of it onto the floor. I shuffled back, pulling up my pants.

Gary had his eyes closed and his hands on both sides of Laura's head.

I felt like an interloper. I found my shoes, sat and put them on and then got my coat. Margorie stared at her husband coming in Laura's mouth.

"Laura will tell me if anything goes wrong and who to blame it on. Marjorie, if you want, I'd get you your most treasured fantasy. Want to fuck three guys as the same time? Have two women make love to you at the same time? Fuck in public or maybe there's something special you'd like. I may not be able to do it all but I can try or maybe find someone who would come with you, whatever your spice might be. Think about it but don't mess with my girl here. She'll tattle and you'll lose everything. He came in two seconds. What does that tell you."

When she made to answer, I held up a hand, turned away and walked to the door. Ellen opened it and we stepped out into the cold. I pulled on my coat before the shiver undid me completely. God, it was cold!

In the car, with the heater running full blast, I checked the time. Shit, it was nearly a quarter to twelve. I quickly typed a text to Melissa, telling her I was running late and not to despair. I got an "ok" back and was about to head for the airport when my phone rang.

"Holly? What? I have you covered, just relax."

"Sonny, you have to get me out of here. Your sisters are having a huge fucking fight about who is going to shower with me and whatever comes after that, or who. I'm like the last truffle on the plate and they are fighting over me."

I heard the private little bit of joy that report contained but I also heard the note of panic in her voice.

"Your sisters are crazy! They are downstairs screaming at each other."

Shit. When the three of them got into a fight, it was never about what it was about. I had a feeling it was about the 500 mile boss and his stringent set of rules they didn't like and the queue those rules implied. It could just be about who got Holly for the night but I doubted it.

"You have to get me out of here, Sonny. They are batshit crazy."

I could hear screaming in the background. Shit, shit, shit. I needed to go get her. I knew I did. Leaving her there just wasn't right. I turned around and headed for my house. I told Holly I'd call her and to meet me out front. I had no idea she was so sparsely dressed. When I pulled up in the drive, she scampered out of the house and opened the front door.

"Who the fuck are you?" Holly growled, her mood not much better than mine.

"Who the fuck are you?" Ellen knew, which I thought was horribly unoriginal since I knew for a fact she knew who this was. Ellen was feeling neglected. She looked over at me. "I could have stayed in the apartment making Oreos."

"Get out, I need to sit up front." Holly ordered. Shit, she could see Ellen was a redhead, but she ordered her to move anyway. We were all freezing and I feared I see one or more of my crazy sisters barreling out at us claiming Holly was hers. Apparently, they were having too much fun screaming at each other to notice their excuse for fighting had exited the building.

"Ellen, get in the back." I said. Ellen glowered at me but then got out. "No, no, no, you too. I need some space to think. Melissa is going to sit up here so you two need to get comfortable with each other. You'll probably need to sleep together or it's the floor and a doily."

Ellen laughed and got into the back seat. Holly slammed the front door, hard, and got into the back. I drove off.

"Why don't you eat my pussy." Ellen snarled.

"Why don't you eat my pussy!" Holly returned. Neither woman was getting high marks for originality.

"Hey, eat this!" Ellen responded.

"You eat this!" Holly shot back.

"Lay down."

"No, I'll be on top!"

"Sonny, tell her to let me be on top!" Ellen cried, her voice unrecognizable.

Jesus, I felt like every parent who couldn't stop with just one kid.

"I should be on top!" Holly cried.

"Oh really? Why? Because you're top bitch?"

"Hey, fuck off. I have tits. You look like a twelve-year old boy!"

"But I'm not. I have a cunt that some people call Snappy."

"You mean Skippy, because you're gooey and smell like peanut butter?"

"Enough!" I shouted. "Holly, are you still wearing your collar?"

"Yes sir."

"What does that mean?"

"It means...oh goddammit, fine. You mean she can be on top?"

"It means you eat each other and let me fucking drive!" I growled. It was like I had two little spoilt twists in the back seat, not grown women. God, they were whining and moaning like diva's eating fast food.

I was thinking about tomorrow and what I was going to do with Holly and various other things, when my phone rang. The freeway was mostly clear and there was no snow so I decided to answer it.

"Mr. Duncan?" The voice said in my ear.

"Speaking."

"I hope it isn't too late to call. I have had a busy day and this is the first chance I had to call you. I understand you've met my son, Jamie?"

Shit. This had to be someone related to James St. Vincent. Oh, right, his father, I'd guess. I felt pretty good, though, because I had him covered. Annie would be available tomorrow. If he really did like Asian strange, I had some high quality for him.

"He said I could be on top!" Ellen whined from the back seat.

"Ellen, shut up." I growled.

"Excuse me?"

"I beg your pardon, sir, you caught me at an awkward time."

"Mr. Duncan, I was wondering if we could meet tomorrow morning, early. I have some things to discuss with you, ah, before you deliver Mrs. Honeywell to my son. I understand he has negotiated an exchange with you and I wanted to discuss it with you."

That sounded ominous.

"Okay, sure." I almost asked where he was staying but decided to have him meet me at my place. "I'm at the China Sparrow. What time were you thinking? We could get breakfast or a cup or something downstairs in their restaurant."