Sharing the MILF List Ch. 15: Conclusion

"Jesus H. Christ in a bucket." Brent said. "I have never seen a woman come like that in my life."

"Keep practicing." Sammy said somberly.

For a moment no one made a sound but then Alissa choked into a laugh. We all joined her. Her eyes opened and she grinned up at me, still upside down. Faces are not right at that angle.

"Help me up, Sonny. I have to go get Mrs. Clark ready for the buttfucking of her life." Her voice rasped, straining past her perfect teeth. I placed my hands under her shoulders and helped her sit up. She groaned. "Christ, I will never be the same. That fucking woman knows all there is to know about eating pussy! Sonny, if she ever gives lessons, you need to be sure to sign up." When she realized what she said, she turned and looked at me, her face drawn with fear.

I just grinned and nodded. "Practice, practice, practice!" I returned.

Alissa immediately smiled. She stood, still wobbly with post-orgasmic shakes. She took a couple steps. Sammy took one arm and Chris took the other and they escorted her the way Kyla had gone.

"Boys! Come fuck me. Now!" Kyla called from the bedroom.

I looked at Landon and he rolled his eyes. "I'm sorry, Sonny." He said.

"What are you talking about? The woman wants us to go fuck her magic ass. I think we should." I got up and with Brent we went back to the bedroom.

Kyla gestured to us, lining us up in front of the big screen. She grabbed Brent and moved him all the way to the right, closest to the door. "You, big boy, will be last. No way I am going to ask these guys to go second once you drive your trunk into my tunnel." She put her finger to her lips and walked down her line of young cock. She gripped each cock as she passed by, as though sizing it for fit and fitness. She moved Landon next to Brent and me in the middle. Then Chris. She stopped in front of Sammy. "Guess what big boy, you are first. Are you ready to do your duty, young man."

Sammy snapped to attention, his cock bobbing before him. He saluted smartly. "Yes, ma'am. I think I could fuck a soda bottle and make her come after what I just saw. Where did you learn to eat pussy like that, ma'am?"

Kyla fairly glowed. "You think she liked that? Wait till she gets fucked a few times and then I do her. She will go out of her fucking mind!" She turned to a bag she had carried from the entrance. She took out a large, extra large tube of lube. She handed it to Alissa. "You will keep the way prepared for what is to come." She said brightly.

Alissa took the tube and nodded soberly. "Who do you want to take off your clothes, Mrs. Clark?"

Kyla cocked her head. "Guess."

"Landon." Alissa said immediately.

Kyla nodded. "So very right." She looked at her son. "Care to help your mother strip so your buddies can ravage me?" She asked. "What is the time? Oh yes, I see." The clock radio read five-thirty. "We have plenty of time. Boys, I want you each to fuck my ass as fast and hard as you can. I will go clean up a little after each of you fills me up. Landon, will you please?"

Landon, nude as the rest of us, moved to her mother and began to unhook and unzip till the ribbons and swatches of her dress loosened. He helped her shuffle it off her plush body. Alissa took it and hung it in the closet. Landon unfastened Kyla's bra and then knelt and peeled her bikini's down her legs. She struck a pose. "I'll leave on the heels boys, unless they get in the way. Sammy? Need some fluffing?"

Before Sammy could answer, Alissa knelt before him and sucked his cock into her mouth.

"Oh god, Mom, suck me!" Sammy said, staring down at his naked mother.

She did a round of bobbing on his cock but stood up and with a hand around his cock, led him over to the bed. "Sit here." She said, sitting him on the far bed. Kyla crawled onto her knees on the other one. She tucked pillows under tummy and chest. She bent over them, facing us. We stood in a line before her, buck naked.

"You boys are so perfectly beautiful. Time to fuck my magic ass!" She cooed.

Alissa was swathing Sammy's cock. I went over and got some lube on one hand. I went to Kyla.

"Okay, Mrs. Clark, time to put some cock where your mouth is." Everyone groaned. "Or whatever. Time to be fucked in the ass till you come."

"You have such sweet lips, Sonny!" She reached back and pulled her hips open, revealing her ass hole. I dabbed on her little rear cone and thrust a finger into her. Her ass hole welcomed me like a cat house welcomes conventioneers. My finger sank into her immediately. She groaned and then lifted her head. Her ass squeezed down hard and then began to wrinkle and ripple. The sensation made me hard again. And that was just my fucking finger.

I pulled out of her, added the last of the lube and shoved it into her body. Kyla groaned. Then I felt the tingling on my hand. Shit, she was using some magic lube.

I left her and took my place in line. It felt really weird to just stand there in a line but she had not said we could relax. No one else was moving, so I stayed put. Alissa finished polishing up her son's cock, kissed him on the lips and muttered, "Go get her, baby!"

Sammy did. He got on the bed before Kyla's arched ass and fit his cock against her. Before he could push into her, she pushed back. His cock sank into her.

"Oh yes, there it is!" Kyla moaned. When Sammy pulled back and hammered into her, she groaned and then wagged her ass a little. Sammy pulled back a little and resumed pressure. Kyla moaned long and low as the long thin cock penetrated her ass. Sammy continued pushing till he was sealed against the plush arch of her ass.

"Oh my god, what an ass!" He growled. He pulled back and pounded into her again. She grunted, pulling her hips apart as he fucked her. For a couple minutes only, he pumped his cock into her ass before he came, spewing into her with extended groans. She lay down on the pillows but then rose up.

Chris stepped forward. "Stay put, Mrs. Clark, I'll definitely fuck you dirty!" He growled. Alissa greased him up and he got behind Kyla.

Kyla got her hands under her and held still. Chris fit into her ass and began with a series of little popping motions, ramming his cock into her a little at a time till he too was rooted completely in her ass.

Once fully impaled, Kyla's face took on a look of concentration. Chris' expression changed. The cloud in his eyes lifted and his eyes got really wide. "My god, what an ass!"

Sammy, laying on his back beside the bed, said, "I already said that. You have to get new material."

"What a fucking amazing ass, oh god, oh my ass fucking god!" Chris began to come immediately. He bucked and humped while Kyla glowed below and before him. Her face was filled with a curious look of satisfaction.

She wagged her ass while Chris pumped her and then he pulled free and stumbled to the other bed. Alissa looked at me but Kyla was already on the way to the bathroom. Alissa followed. Kyla waited for her at the door, took the taller black woman into her arms and they kissed like lovers, nude, female lovers.

The door banged shut and Brent sat in the desk chair, Landon on the end of the bed which left me the easy chair. No one spoke. The shower came on, the toilet flushed. We looked around. I was furiously trying to think of something to say when Landon spoke up.

"Sonny, this is it, isn't it?"

"What?"

"The end of the MILF list. Mom, Kyla will be air tight and that is that. That is what we set out to do. Then it will be time to go back to, you know, being normal."

"Do we have to?" Sammy said out of sight on the floor. "I mean, I like fucking our MILFs."

Chris regarded me from the bed, one knee up to hide his cock. "Yeah, Sonny, what happens next?"

"Shit guys, why are you asking me? I'm just the piano player."

"Don't give us that shit, Sonny." Brent said. "None of this would have happened without you."

"Yeah, only because you fools though my mom was the weak link. Shows what you know!" I had nothing else to respond with, so I guess I was stalling, waiting for the flash of inspiration that would disguise that fact, or change it.

"No," Landon said in a quiet voice. "It shows what you know. You did do this, Sonny. But it is stupid to think we will ever be able to go back to dating girls and trying to persuade them to take off their bras." He looked over at me. "What happens next?"

I shrugged. I knew what I was going to do next. "We extend the MILF list boys. I, for one, have always wanted to fuck a mother and daughter."

"Oh fuck!" Sammy said, chortling. "Of course! You always have a plan, you mother fucker."

Chris was staring at me. "You already fucked your mother, Sonny. Seems like you are half-way there." His eyes bored into me.

I felt like he had read my mind. I was fumbling but Alissa saved me. She came out with wash clothes and towels and cleaned up Sammy and Chris. She saw my drooping meat and came over to me. She invited me to stand up and then kissed me like a lover. The feel of this voluptuous creature, quivering with desire in my arms astonished and duly aroused me. When Alissa drifted down, her lips making little wet tracks on my body, I got really hard.

Kyla appeared just as Alissa sucked me deep once more. "Here, here, no sucking up what is mine. Bring that cock over here and mount me, Sonny. You were the one who discovered my magic ass! You should enjoy it whenever you like!"

"What?" Sammy sat up.

Kyla chuckled and got onto her perch on the bed. "He fucked my ass the first time in Lady Bea's or was it, The Call of the Wild? Anyway, he fucked me in the ass in a changing room with Laura Wills outside the door trying to figure out what we were doing. Did you ever tell her?" She settled into place and gestured to me.

I pushed at Alissa's forehead and she withdrew. Seeing Landon was drooping, she went over to where he was leaning on the doorway and took his cock into her mouth. He stroked her billowing black hair gently. I moved to bed and climbed up behind Kyla. She was greased up and I released I was just wet. "Lube?"

"I am fine. Run it in. It will be hotter, tighter, better." Kyla growled.

I shrugged, shuffled up behind her open butt and touched the end of my cock to her skin. She flinched. With her butt pulled open by her own hands, I probed for her asshole, found it and it was honestly like she just sucked me inside. I pressed a little and I slipped into her like it was inviting me, rolling out the red carpet like. The resistance rippled around my cock and then I fully impaled her.

"Oh fuck, Sonny, you feel so good like this. Fuck me! Fuck me, hard."

I did. I began to pump her ass, seeking some stable rhythm. Her clasping ass massaged me each time I descended into her. It rippled and kissed me with full-bodied passion. That an ass could feel that way astonished me.

"Oh god, yes. Harder, Sonny!"

I picked up the pace and doing so, found my climax beginning to grow deep down in my loins. I began to hammer the woman bent before me. Kyla groaned then her head came up. Her body flapped, her hips bucking, just once. Then her ass clamped down so hard on me I was afraid to move. I was buried in her ass and she twitched.

"Oh god, god, that is not possible. I am coming, really but it is so, so, so diiffffeerrrent!" Kyla's voice turned into a cry as her body responded to the deep penetration. I ground against her and my orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks. Suddenly I could not breathe, all I could do was poke and jerk as I spewed cum into her ass. Kyla rippled and gasped around my cock. I fell over her back, laying on her. My weight broke her down and she went to her elbows then lay down on her chest. That bent her ass and increased the tension on my cock buried inside of her. She moaned and began to shake. The shakes did not abate, even as my orgasm ended. I was gasping and she was snorting and her hips were pulsing under me.

"Jesus, what a woman!" I said, struggling to get my weight off her chest. She groaned and then rose beneath me. I got off of her, found my chair and collapsed.

"Landon, darling, come fuck your mother's ass." Kyla cooed.

Alissa released her son and Landon moved behind his well-positioned mother. With no preamble, he rammed his cock into her. She howled as he sank through her clasping depths. When he was rooted deep in her, he immediately came. When Kyla realized what was happening, she looked up at the black woman. "Fuck you, Alissa. Fuck you." Alissa looked suitably ashamed.

Kyla looked at Brent. "Okay big boy, clean or dirty?"

"How dirty are you?" Brent asked, the guy was looking for data to make a decision.

Landon tumbled off of Kyla, staggering to the floor by the other bed, where Chris sat.

"I am a dirty, dirty girl, big boy, come fuck me."

"I don't know, Kyla. You are a small woman and only Cici Duncan has had my cock in her ass. She is bigger than you."

That did not go over well at all. "Fuck you, Brent. Bring that little monster over here and fuck me. Now."

Brent looked suitably abashed and did as she said. Instead of entering her ass, however, he put the end of his cock against her cunt and began to push into her there.

"Oh my fucking Christ, fuck me!" Kyla, she screwed her ass back at him but then her head came up and her eyes opened wide. "You are in my pussy, Brent. You are fucking my pussy!"

Brent relented, pulling out of her. "Still want me in your ass?" He asked, his tone was chiding and Kyla understood it exactly.

"I dare you, big boy. Fuck my ass. Then we'll see about airtight!"

Brent fit his cock against her ass and she shoved herself onto him.

"Oh my god, Brent baby, fuck me!" She moaned.

"She is so tight!" Brent groaned through gritted teeth.

"Fuck you, they all seem tight to you." Chris said from his vantage point. From where I sat, I could see quit a lot of cock uncommitted. Then the doorbell rang.

"Fuck, who is that?"

Kyla lifted her head. Her eyes were glistening, her face a strained mask. "Sonny," she grunted as Brent pulled back and shoved back into her. "Sonny, you should answer that. You are the one, the one, the one they expect to be here." She lowered her head.

I thought she meant the hotel staff.

Brent roared and pushed more cock into the woman. Kyla began to buck before him, her body betraying her, convulsing her with wave after wave of pleasure from the profound penetration.

There was a robe hanging by the closet so I grabbed that and went to see what housekeeping wanted and to shoo them away. Behind me, Kyla found her voice and screamed, loud, so loud I was beginning to wonder if I would find house security at the door.

I did not look to see who was there so I could not play dead or hide or something. I opened the door and saw Darlene Emerson standing there. She was in all her sensuous glory. She wore a see-through white blouse and a red bra beneath it that cupped her breasts but hardly covered them. She had a wrap skirt on that hugged her hips and legs. I stood and stared.

"Sonny?" She snapped her fingers. "Can I come in? Did I miss the party?"

Something snapped me out of my trance. I had been looking for the right response. I gave up and said the first thing I thought of. "Jesus Christ, Darlene, you cannot be there. Not now." Behind me, Kyla screamed, even louder than before.

Darlene's eyes flicked past me and for a moment I thought she was going to try to push past me. I was all prepared to bar her way and demand she leave but her next words fucked me up and she got past me.

"I know. Kyla is going airtight tonight. Or maybe tomorrow. She is doing five guys in a row in the ass right now, right?" She pushed past me and I let her. I was white bread, limp and unresisting. But I recovered quickly.

I caught her by the elbow, convinced I needed to get her out of there before anyone saw her. I bodily pulled her back to the door. "You have to leave." I hissed.

"Sonny? You're hurting me!" She whined

I was having none of it. I did not release her. All my instincts resisted the logical action, that was to punch her lights out and stuff her in a closet till I could figure out what to do with her. But that is something out of a movie. I did something far less original and interesting.

"You have to fucking go, Darlene. Landon is going to give you a ring. He showed it to me. Unless you don't give a shit about him, you have to get the fuck out of here."

I could not have made a bigger impression on her if I had sucker punched her with a fine upper cut, which I do not possess in the first place and never with a woman in the second. She looked like I had hit her square on her pretty glass jaw, which in a way, I guess I did.

Her eyes had gone glassy but then she rallied and shook her head. Behind us, Kyla screamed. I slammed the door shut. Christ the woman had a pair of lungs. Then it dawned on me that Kyla must have told Darlene what was happening because she already knew.

"What did you say?" Darlene asked, her eyes clearing.

I released her. "Sorry about that. I haven't said anything to him about you and you little drama play. He thinks you are a hooker and that marrying will let you stop hooking. He still does not get that you like hooking. You cannot let him ask you to marry him without knowing who and what you are."

"What am I, Sonny?"

I stepped back. Her voice was dead. "Darlene, I think you two are great for each other. I have never seen Landon so, well not happy exactly but affected, bothered by any of the many women he has fucked then he is with you. He is utterly focused. I, I think you don't bore him." I almost added "at least not yet" but that would have been cruel to her and unfair to him.

Her face, till then a still mask without expression crumpled. "Oh my lord, Sonny, what do I do now?"

I shrugged. "Right now, we are buttfucking his mom, do you think you should be in on that? Look I don't know why you are here, or how but, but if you love him, you need to think about what you do next. If you don't, then I guess it does not matter." I turned to go. I stopped, looked back at the girl. She looked so impossibly young, younger than I had ever seen her. "You must do something but make it quick. As soon as the little monster cock splits Mrs. Clark open, someone is going to be looking up here to see where I went. If you are still here, I hope you have a good story, better than the one Landon knows about you." I left her then.

I returned to the room and sat in my chair. It was only happenstance that from that vantage point I could see out the door to the living room via the mirror between the beds. So I saw Darlene appear and walk to the bedroom door.

Kyla was on the bed, panting and gasping while she sought to push the rest of Brent's big cock into her pliant ass. When I sat down, he was three quarters of the way home. But when he pulled back, he lost some headway.

"Fuck, Brent, are you always this big?" Kyla asked.

Brent laughed despite the pained concentration on his face. "Maybe we shouldn't ..." He stared but Kyla cut him off by jamming herself back onto his cock, taking half of him into her body in one motion.

"Shut up and fuck me, Brent. If Cici Duncan can take you, I guaran-damn-tee you I can." She growled, then screwed her ass back at him. Two or three more times they restarted his penetration. Alissa was beside them, dabbing lube on them. Then she looked at me and mouthed something.

"What?"

"I said, I have an idea. Get a belt." Kyla's head whipped around to look at the black woman. Then like a light went on, she nodded.

I wanted to be first out the door so I was and found Darlene pulling a broad, fat belt out of Brent's trousers by the couch. She handed it to me and I took it to Alissa. I did not look to see where Darlene went. I ignored her. I wanted her to leave for Landon's sake but then again, I wanted her to stay for his sake too. No way her little charade would endure if she stayed. Landon with a broken heart, however did not appeal to me. But then again, if she was just using him, better he find out now rather than later. I had no idea what was the best outcome. Then it occurred to me that if she stayed, I would definitely get to fuck her. My cock voted for that and I had objective proof that I was a shitty person of the lowest sort. But what a fucking body the girl had!