Wanting Carol

"18."

"Awww. You're just a baby. Well, I think it is my responsibility to teach you a few things, me being a little older. Don't you?"

Ryan's penis stiffened at the seduction. Even though he wanted his mom, there was no reason why he couldn't take advantage of this situation. "I guess so," nodded the young man.

Sarah slipped her foot out of her heel and lifted her leg up. Her petite foot met Ryan's crotch and began to rub it. She then took his hand and slid his fingers into his mouth. "How does that feel, baby?"

He couldn't answer in words. There was just a slight gasp.

Then out of nowhere, Ryan was startled by a familiar voice. "Five beers please, bartender!"

He turned to see Cindy walking up from behind him to ask for drinks.

Frightened of being spotted, Ryan dove his head into Sarah's breasts. Sarah cooed, "Ooooh, go right ahead," as Ryan licked and sucked on her titties. She pulled her bra down so that he could have access to the nipples.

Without looking up to expose his face, Ryan followed Cindy's exchange with the bartender.

"Five beers is $15 cash," stated the bartender as he placed all of the beers on the bar.

"Can I pay in pussy?" shouted another familiar voice.

Out of the corners of his eyes, Ryan watched Eve walk towards the bar in see-through white leggings and a bright yellow bra that complemented her tan skin.

"You know you're the only one I'd do this for. You can pay with pussy on one condition," stipulated the bartender, "I get to hit it from behind and hold that perfect ass of yours."

Eve giggled from the flattering comment as she walked behind the bar. She bent over facing the main room, her elbows and arms on the bar. The bartender positioned himself behind Eve, slid her leggings down below her firm ass, yanked her yellow thong to the side, and thrust himself inside of her. He grunted.

All of this was happening a few feet down the bar from Ryan. It was shocking how fast and loose people here played it. Regulars here had clearly become desensitized to inhibitions over time. But Ryan was incredibly turned on by all of this. Still, he forced himself to turn away from the erotic show in fear of being seen by Eve.

Meanwhile, Cindy strutted behind the bar as well, standing next to her friend. She began sliding the beers down the bar to the five closest available men. The blonde bombshell, wearing a tight, blue, backless dress informed the men that they would be playing a drinking game.

"Here's the deal... There are five beers and five of you. The first three who finish their beer get to take me to the couches and run a train on me." Cindy smirked as she suggestively rubbed her massive jugs, which were nearly popping out of her dress.

The man drank. After the three winners had been decided, Cindy approached the two losers, French kissed them, and let them briefly squeeze her voluptuous breasts as a consolation prize. She then walked out from behind the bar and disappeared into the darkness with three men following close behind.

Ryan's head was now out of Sarah's rack and on a swivel looking for his mother. If this was what Eve and Cindy were up to, he could not even imagine what his mom was currently doing.

"That was amazing. Why don't we go to the back and find a room?" Sarah winked at a preoccupied Ryan.

Right as an attractive woman was offering him to close the deal, a familiar figure caught Ryan's eye. He froze.

Through the darkness, against a back wall, he saw his mother. Wow... She looked beautiful. Carol was in a black cocktail dress that ended teasingly below her rear and pussy. Her look was completed by a pair of sultry black heels and black garter socks that rose just above the knees, showing off her inviting thighs. The deep U-cut in the top of her dress presented her round breasts like they were being offered on a platter.

She was in her forties, so her face had a sexy maturity, and her top-notch body was postured in a way that exuded confidence and experience. She was gorgeous. He marveled at how much she was teasing her firm breasts, which were irresistible to Ryan.

And apparently, they were also irresistible to the man fondling them. A somewhat-jealous son peered across the dark, music-filled club to see a shirtless man in a cowboy hat massaging his mother's breasts through her cocktail dress.

Ryan's envious glare was interrupted by a loud groan. A few feet away, the bartender's eyes squinted as he climaxed into Eve. Eve's face demonstrated that she was unimpressed with the bartender's performance. The bartender's flaccid chode fell out. Eve fixed her underwear and walked away without even looking back at the man who just left his sperm inside of her.

Eve was heading right toward Carol, who was in the far corner of the club. Anxious to see the new development in better detail, Ryan held up his index finger to Sarah, indicating that he'd be back in a moment.

Ryan tailed Eve at a distance as walked over to Carol and the man in the cowboy hat. The covert son made sure to stay in the shadows.

As Carol turned to greet Eve, the shirtless cowboy released his grip of the two jiggling melons, much to Ryan's liking.

Eve, in her yellow bra and white tights, was still mildly dissatisfied as she remarked to her friend, "Well, I can see that things are going much better with you!"

Ryan listened from a short distance away behind a couch.

"I was actually just telling the Oral Queen here about how much she'd enjoy blowing my seven-inch rod," the cowboy spoke, nudging Carol. "In fact, I bet she'd like it so much that she'd even let me enter her pussy."

Ryan was startled and floored over the thought of that man fucking his mom. But, on the other hand, he was oddly turned on by it.

"Ha! You wouldn't even be able to last until you got in her pussy," doubted Eve. "Why do you think she's called the Oral Queen? No man here has ever lasted longer than five minutes in her mouth." Eve winked, "If you want a wet mound to stick your massive piece in, mine is available..."

Carol tugged at her cocktail dress and continued Eve's statements, laughing, "I have never let another man enter my cunt since I met my husband. I only give head. That's how I'm so fucking good at it. I don't cheat. In my mind, it's not cheating if it can't make a baby. And believe me, you definitely aren't the guy I'd cheat on my husband for."

This was surprising news to her horny son considering the attitude everyone seemed to have. Ryan was actually touched to hear that she hadn't been cheating - well, kind of. His mom was just going to this club to feel sexually wanted, not to act like a whore - well, kind of.

The man in the cowboy hat did not give up. He abruptly undid his belt buckle and then dropped his pants and briefs in one motion. A large erection sprang out of its cage.

Carol noticed that Eve was ogling the sizeable cock. Carol reached down and grasped the cowboy's shaft firmly before looking him in the eye.

"How about this, Cowboy..." a confident Carol proposed, "If you can last more than three minutes in my mouth, I will let you shoot your load deep into my pussy. But, if you last less than three minutes, then your load is going on the floor, and then you'll have to fuck my friend Eve's cunt whenever she wants it, however she wants it, for the rest of the night."

"You got yourself a deal!"

Ryan, Eve, and a few bystanders watched closely as the seductive housewife dropped to her knees in order to pleasure the stranger. She started by sensually licking the shaft, familiarizing herself with the new cock, but then she quickly moved on to full-speed sucking. She was on a strict time limit.

The resisting cowboy did his best to ignore the sensations, but Carol was a pro. Her tongue flicked the sensitive underside of the shaft. Her right hand pumped at the base while her left hand massaged the testicles. Her tactical, slurping blows could even be heard by Ryan.

As Carol bobbed her head in a circular motion, working in and away, the feeling overpowered the cowboy, and he surrendered. He closed his eyes and his member twitched in Carol's mouth. Honoring the terms of the deal, she took her mouth off of the cock.

Her original plan had been to aim his tip at the ground, making him watch his ejaculate go to waste; however, Carol felt the need to reward him for his confidence and determination. Plus, she enjoyed having fun.

She looked at the middle-aged cowboy in the eyes as she pointed his swollen cockhead at her creamy, exposed breasts. She let the cowboy watch as his seed spilled onto the massive swath of bare chest.

It took less than two minutes.

Eve, with moisture flowing into her sperm-filled pussy, bent down next to her friend and licked the cum off of her tits. Carol laughed throatily.

The grateful friend swallowed the salty fluid and pointed at her prize, "You're coming with me, partner."

Ryan's jaw was agape.

Eve turned to Carol, "I'm going to take him to a back room and let him fuck me once he regains his stamina. I think Cindy is still getting fucked by those guys from the bar."

"That's fine. I guess I'll just go to gloryhole room since I'm already warmed up, ha-ha." The victorious 43-year-old rose to her feet and strode toward a distant door.

Here's my chance, thought Ryan.

But evidently, a lot of other men believed that it was their chance as well. After the show that Carol had put on, there were plenty of horny men interested in seeing what she could do for them.

A group of eager guys followed Carol to the gloryhole room, with Ryan trailing.

The gloryhole room had two entrances. There was one for men and one for women. An employee, acting as a guard, made sure that people went into the correct room. He also was charged with displaying a counter of how many men and women there were in each room. It would be frustrating for a man or woman to walk in there expecting a fun time only to find out that there is nobody for them on the other side.

The interior of the room consisted of ten pairs of stalls. Each stall was made of a whitewashed, half-inch sheet of plywood. Though the separation between the male and female participants was only half an inch, the stalls did their job of concealing the identities of the participants. The stalls ran the entire depth of the room with no gaps in between the stalls, ensuring the safety of the women.

The only locations where there were no barriers between the men's and women's sides were the twenty holes in the wall. Each stall had two holes - one about two feet off of the ground, great for doggy style sex, and one about three feet off of the ground, great for blowjobs. The one on the bottom was larger so that, during sex, the ballsac could fit through the hole and slap against the female's ass, rather than it painfully slapping against a wood wall.

Ryan could see by the guard's counter that there was only one woman on the women's side, his mom. There were already nine men in the stalls, so Ryan hustled in, taking the final available spot. It was the spot closest to the entrance, which was considered to be the worst spot since it was the least intimate. Everyone who walked into the gloryhole room had to walk past that spot.

Upset that his mom was likely beginning her oral crusade at the other end, the desperate teen had nothing to do but just wait there and hope that, at some point, she would get to him. Okay, she's far away. But if she gets here, you're in!

As Ryan waited, Carol was kneeling down in the farthest stall. Poking through the higher hole was a medium-sized white cock. It was the cock of an older man, maybe 65. The Oral Queen shrugged and began to work her magic.

It was two minutes into the blowy, as Carol was starting to increase her speed, that she heard the man speak to her through the wall. It was usual for men to say things to her. They talked dirty. They called her sexy names. They told her where they wanted to shoot their load. All of those things made Carol very happy. She liked being wanted and appreciated.

This time, however, the man behind the wall commanded, "Take it all you dumb bitch!"

That did not sit well with Carol. It was one thing to call her dirty name but it was another thing to degrade a respectable wife and woman. She pulled away from that ungrateful cock and moved to the next stall.

In the next stall, Carol was dealing with a shaft belonging to a younger man, perhaps Latino. She started with her usual methods of pleasure, and then less than a minute into the blowjob, the fun-loving Carol heard, "Come on, you worthless whore! Suck me faster!"

Taken aback, Carol immediately went to the next stall only to hear, "Blow me better than you blew that cowboy, you nasty whore!"

It was remarkable how she was doing all of the work to satisfy these men, and none of them showed any level of appreciation. They were acting entitled.

Carol then realized that when she had deep-throated the shirtless cowboy, a rare display with an audience, many of the men in the audience had interpreted it as a woman with no self-esteem trying to find a sense of worth in making men happy. That interpretation pissed her off.

Hesitant but optimistic, Carol walked into the next stall.

Meanwhile, in the stall closest to the entrance, Ryan awaited his chance to live out his dream. It was a dream he needed to fulfill. Finally, the moment came as he felt a warm mouth wrap around the girth of his piece. Oh my god, she's doing it.

"Oh god!" moaned Ryan.

"So, is this the handsome guy from the bar? It's Sarah."

Ryan almost went flaccid. He had thought his fantasies were coming to life. It turned out that Sarah had watched him enter. With him being the tenth entrant, she was pretty sure which stall he'd be in.

Sarah's mouth felt great around his erection. She was a few years older and much more experienced. She definitely knew what she was doing. But if his mom reached his stall and another female was there, it would ruin his chance.

Ryan decided that honesty was the best policy.

"Sarah," he articulated, "I think you're really hot, and I really appreciate all of the attention you've given me tonight. But the truth is, the woman of my dreams is here, and I need to be with her. I love her, and I can't get her out of my mind. I'm sorry."

"Oh..." Sarah paused. "Well, there's nothing to be sorry about. I understand completely. Thank you for not just using me for the head and then telling me that you had no interest, ha-ha. I've had that happen before. So, who's the lucky lady?"

"She's the other woman in this room, her name's Carol. She's in her early forties but has an unbelievable body. She has black hair." Ryan described his mom.

"Oh her!" exclaimed Sarah. "She's a pretty popular lady. I think she's the woman of a lot of men's dreams. You have a lot of competition for her attention."

"Yeah, I know... I'm beginning to feel like it's never going to happen," expressed Ryan depressingly.

"Well don't say that!" assured Sarah through the plywood. "I'll tell you what, I'll go find her in this room and tell her to visit this stall next."

"Seriously!" Ryan was overjoyed.

"Sure. I'll get her to come right over here."

Sarah left the first stall and found her young friend's dream woman.

Carol was in the fourth stall from the rear and had her mouth full. The cock was long and black, which was unique because there weren't too many black regulars. Thus, Carol was gagging on the nine-inch garden hose.

This man was speaking just as disrespectfully as the other men, but since Carol hadn't seen any exciting action lately, she decided to take him all the way. The penis twitched in her mouth, but instead of holding it in, Carol aimed it at the ground. She watched the ropes of jizz plummet to the tile in front of her.

"Carol?"

The elegant but frustrated mother felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned to see a younger woman in a wrinkled men's dress shirt. "Yes. Can I help you?"

"Well, it's actually about helping someone else. There's this guy in the front stall. He has a better-than-average cock. He's really young and inexperienced, but he seems like a great guy." To conceal Ryan's feelings, Sarah fibbed, "I was blowing him until I realized that he was younger than me. I only like my men much older. Anyway, I feel bad about having to leave him because of how considerate and nice he seemed, so I was hoping that you could go over to that stall and satisfy him. He really deserves it."

Carol beamed at Sarah like she was an angel sent from Heaven. "I'll be right over. Oh, and by the way, there's a sexually frustrated older man in the first stall. He might be an asshole, but I'm not sure. Have fun!"

Carol's walk to the front stall led her past five more dicks dangling through a hole. Unfortunately for them, they were being skipped. Carol had just been informed of a man who could turn her night around.

Enthusiastically, the housewife turned left into the first stall. In front of her was a thick shaft with taut, shiny skin. It was throbbing from its base up to its young, pink mushroom head. The cock and balls were clean-shaven, and the crotch was trimmed.

The six-inch erection launched through the top hole, pointing at the ceiling. It flexed slowly. It was excited yet reserved. In was young in its appearance yet mature in its presence. Carol wanted that fucking cock.

"I hear that you're deserving of a nice blowjob. Is that true?"

Ryan's heart raced as he recognized the familiar voice. It was the voice that sounded like the comforts of home. He chose to disguise his voice by deepening it slightly. "Well, I haven't done anything to deserve one from you, but I'd definitely appreciate one. I've seen how happy you've made some guys in this club. I hope I can make you happy too."

Carol wanted to tear up at the anonymous man's words, mainly in relief. "Believe me, just by saying that, you've made me happy. So now I think it's time for you to be happy," she seduced. "How about I put that big, beautiful cock of yours in my mouth and give you one of my famous five-minute blowjobs? And don't worry, babe, unlike other guys in here, I'm gonna let you cum deep in my throat, and I will swallow every drop of your sperm."

The phallus in the gloryhole was already on the verge of ejaculating. Ryan pressed his trembling arms and body against the plywood as a means of support. "I would LOVE that."

As Ryan felt his mother sensually kiss the soft tip of his penis, he melted. "Ooohhhhh."

Laughter came from the other side. "If you're getting set off by that, then you're about to be a very happy man."

Carol began her normal procedure for her five-minute blowjob, except that she was putting even more effort into this one. She cared about this one.

The warm tongue running up his shaft, the lips kissing and popping on his head, the forceful circulating sucking, the tightness of his sex organ in her throat - Ryan was not experienced enough to know how to handle this.

It was only about a minute into the best head of his life that Ryan felt an orgasm coming. The stimuli were too overwhelming. His mother, the gorgeous woman who had raised him, was passionately trying her best to make him cum in her mouth.

He couldn't let the experience end in just one minute, so he tried something that he read online a few months ago when he wanted to learn how to last longer.

As the unknown dick jerked and twitched in Carol's cheeks, she that he was about to orgasm. With how little time had passed, she considered that maybe she had blown him too well. Nevertheless, she opened up wide with her soft lips and inhaled the entire length of the young shaft. With her nose pressed against the white plywood, she awaited the sensation of her throat being filled with hot, sticky fluid.