Extending the MILF List Ch. 10

Lydia Favors bucked under me. Her orgasm was instant and went off like a fire cracker, snapping inside of her, leaving her panting. I pulled out and thrust into her again.

"Oh, on her back, then her side with, with one leg raised." Suzanne instructed. She got it, fully. She had surrendered to my tease. I accommodated her stage directions. I pulled Lydia to her feet, moved her around to the far side of the bed and sat her down. She grunted and lay back, awkward with her arms bound behind her.

"Oh god. Now fuck her! Fuck her hard, like, like it was me!" Suzanne's voice was raw with emotion.

I got astride Lydia's body and dragged her to the center of the rumpled bed. I moved down, drawing a wet line on her lank belly. She began to hiss and moan. Her legs bumped against mine and I rocked back and forth, letting her open her legs so I could get between them. I bent my cock to her pussy and thrust into her. She cried out, her body bucking. It clinched down on me like an insolvent bank closing its doors.

Lydia lay awkwardly on her zipped up arms. Her eyes clinched closed but her hips punched up at me like an oil well, bobbing with metronome regularity, pumping up and down on my cock, stroking her million little nerve endings coating the folds and rills of her pussy using the shape and length of my cock.

"Fuck her!" Suzanne cried. "Hammer her. Pound her. God, Sonny, don't tease her. Give it to her. Ram your cock in her!"

Lydia opened her eyes.

I read the questions in them. Answers would take too long so I went with the cliff notes and dropped between her legs, pinning her pulsing ass to the bed, wrenching her body. She squirmed to make her arms flex properly. I ground my cock down into her body. The look in her eyes glinted and flitted away. A moment later they closed and she gasped, her body hunching tightly, her mouth seeking mine.

I could tell she went to the gym because she rose up and kissed me, look ma, no hands! She held the pose while I fit my hands around her ass and then we lay down together. I lifted my hips and slapped us together, the crack of the impact seemed to echo in my head. Her legs lifted and she groaned. I felt that little slippage, like a seal broke and I penetrated some secret corner of her pussy. She seemed pleased with the intrusion, arching her back, her chin lifted and her mouth opened soundlessly.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god!" Suzanne chanted behind me.

I remembered her requests. I tipped to one side and lifted Mrs. Favors right leg, blocking it high on my shoulder. That twisted her on her zipped up arms, contorting her body more. I had pulled out of her pussy to reposition her, now I fit my cock back to her entrance and pressed into her.

"Oh snakes and ladders, slide down into me!" Lydia whistled, her voice a high note warbling like a drunk nightingale.

"Fuck her!" Suzanne growled. "I mean fuck her. Make her, make her scream!"

I wrapped my arms around Lydia's one leg and lifted her ass as I popped my hips at her crotch. My cock pierced her deeply and she dangled, bound and helpless. I rose up on my knees, lifting her nearly off the bed. Each time I slammed into her body, it bounced away helplessly, like a swinging elephant's trunk. She was utterly helpless. We'd nearly separate, my cock just kissing her now sloshing pussy lips and then gravity would move her closer. I'd let her body swing close before hammering against her, penetrating her but also banging her again into a backward arc.

"Uh, uh, uh!" She grunted as I fucked her. She was contorted out of shape, too much to orgasm but her body zinged with sensation.

"From, uh, from behind." Suzanne whispered loudly, like a prayer she wanted both God and Satan to hear. She got me only.

After a couple more pendulum swings like England does, I twisted Lydia Favors onto her plentiful tits. I dropped her leg and let her lie still for a moment, panting and grunting, situating herself so she could breathe again.

I grasped each plush thigh, widened her legs and drilled into her. Her pussy reached out and sucked me in. I aimed but Roger the Rocket is not that accurate. I speared the woman right in the main channel, sloughing down through the layers of her pleasure till her wondrous ass cushioned me. I lay on her ass, propped up on my hands, her arms and hands between us. I ground my cock into her body and she groaned.

Suddenly I was aware of Rebecca laying on her side watching us, eyes glowing.

"Fuck her hard, now, Sonny." Suzanne husked, her voice raw with anticipation.

Suspended on my arms, I pounded down into Lydia Favors. She grunted with each impact. Her body seemed to open for me. I think I could have jumped off a step ladder with my eyes closed and penetrated her pussy dead center. She seemed always to anticipate my moves and her body swelled under me and then popped down and up to receive me. Her ass bunched between us, cushions of pleasure that held me safely out of her, rather than disappearing into her as I wanted.

She began to pant and grunt at the same time. All at once, she sucked air and went utterly still.

"Oh, oh, oh my fucking goat-fucking, butt-fucking, ass-licking, fuck me harder god!" Lydia screamed and her body bucked under me, coiling and then arching, jamming her body up at me, cinching us tightly together.

I wanted to come and as the woman lost her fucking mind, I felt wistful that I was merely hard and willing. I really wanted to pump into her but settled for stroking her and being her loving dildo. Lydia's ass pumped back at me with impressive force. Finally I let my weight settle onto her ass and she ground up at me.

"Oh god, come, come, coming!" Lydia cried. Her body twitched and bucked. She hunched and hunched and then screamed wordlessly. Quivers possessed her and she shivered like a palm frond in a hail storm. Great tectonic motions that originated deep in her, like a shift that shook continents, she shook, she moaned, she groaned and orgasmed with a redhead's intensity.

I got to my knees, pulled her back up their slopes and let her come with my cock jammed tightly inside of her.

She didn't seem to notice. She just groaned and thrashed, her arms twisting behind her like a shark's main dorsal fin. She grunted and gasped.

"Jesus Crackers!" Sean said from somewhere out of my sight. "That is what I call an orgasm!"

He sounded really jealous. I know the feeling. Lydia Favors really did love to fuck and to come and come and come. She seemed utterly uninhibited, surrendering to the situation without reservation. When she finally quit shaking and lay, cocked over my knees, twisted up on one shoulder, I had that warm feeling that told me she would make a perfect mother-daughter fantasy for my guys.

I pulled out of her and sat back. My cock was still hard. I didn't mind. The feeling had gone out of it a while ago. I needed a breather.

After a while, Rebecca got off the bed, still naked. She walked around like it was perfectly normal for her, losing that dainty, self-conscious prance she had about her before. She too seemed ready to be subjected to the airtight express while her daughter cheered her on. I felt certain that Lovely Kline would be delighted with our treatment of her mother and would eagerly submit her own body to the same.

"I, I need to go." Natasha said. She padded into the other room, found her clothing and began to dress. I unzipped Lydia and she rolled to her knees beside the bed. She stood up.

"Can I go too, Master?"

I know she was being sarcastic but just for a moment, I thought maybe she had twisted over to join Mrs. Wills. Then she looked back and if a woman can look sardonic, she looked sardonic. She should be in the fucking dictionary, I mean, under sardonic but fucking sexy would work too, I suppose.

"Go." I said. "I'll call you again."

She surprised me then, given that earlier look. She laid both hands on the sides of my face and kissed me soundly and loudly. "You do that, Sonny Duncan. I, I..." She could not finish.

I smiled. She got up and dressed with the others.

Rebecca Kline came over and kissed me in the same way. "I, I, me too." She whispered.

Validation makes the heart grow fonder. Fuck, if the universe had a message for me it was keep fucking every woman who dared to smile at me. I shook my head. The four of them walked out of the apartment, leaving me still on the bed and Suzanne Northcutt unplundered and nude on the chair.

"I may have underestimated you, Mr. Duncan. I, I guess I thought you were just a callow boy."

I grinned crookedly, too tired to make it a whole grin. "I am callow as they come." I chuckled. "I come callowly, even. Sometimes, I am no better than a dildo." I gestured at my cock which lazed in a complacent stupor, Lydia Favors drying on me like a masque.

"Perhaps a shower would perk you up?" Suzanne mumbled.

"Perhaps. Want to carry me there? I am not sure I can walk."

Suzanne laughed. I heard rapture in it, like she was coming down off a genuine high that she loved and wished to share with the world. God, that was so sexy, so sexy that my earless cock pricked up.

"I haven't stood up because my legs feel like rubber. Rubber, not rubbers."

I grunted and rolled off the bed to my feet and straightened.

She looked up at me, her eyes cool and appraising.

I got a signal and my cock rose up, hardening.

Suzanne laughed. "My god, I have esp."

"See? He's not as brainless as you always thought!" I returned. I offered her a hand and when she put hers in mine, I pulled her to her feet. We wobbled together and then wobbled back to the shower. I was still hard.

"You traded for me and I am still clean as a whistle." She whispered.

I smiled. I pushed her under the warm water and was about to join her, when I heard my phone ringing.

I stumbled out to my pants and answered it.

"Sonny? It's Natasha. I, I need to know. Can, can Norma stay at your house?"

"I, sure. When, when will she be there?"

"He's, he's coming in tomorrow. God, Sonny, I am vibrating like a new age virgin. If, if he wants nothing to do with me, you better call a meeting of the MILF sons and line them up. The way I feel now, I'll do them all in twenty minutes."

"Bye Natasha. Come by and get a key. Call first. I'll make it work, I think."

I hung up and went into the shower. Suzanne stood under it, preening like a duck in the rain. I moved in behind her and stroked her body and she let me. We washed and when the soap was long gone, I kissed her and she kissed me. Her gray eyes looked up at me, liquid and moist in the steam. God, I do love civilization.

"Sonny, really, you traded for me, don't you think you should, you know, have me? Sam might be suspicious if I go back to him untouched." She bowed her head, hiding in the lee of my body from the falling water. "Besides, I, I want to find out if I can come with, with just you inside of me. I, I don't know if I can but god, after that, I might be able to, you know?"

I shrugged. "We can try, milady."

We shut off the water, toweled off and then walked holding hands, naked, into the left bedroom, the one that did not smell like a locker room for the Swedish bikini team and their fluffers.

She turned down the bed and slipped between the sheet. She lay looking up at me. "I want you." She whispered.

I smiled and crawled over her and kissed her, a curiously gentle kiss we shared like we were both holding an orchid between us. Her thigh nudged my knee and her legs opened. I pulled away from her lips and got between her legs. Her hands found my loyal cock and directed it to the opening in her body.

Electricity snapped through me when my cock head connected to her furrow. Her pussy lips kissed my cock and I felt her trembling. I sank into her and she gasped.

"Oh god, I, I have never been this ready to have a cock thrust into me." She breathed. Her hips rosed and fell, like a great billows, pulsing and absorbed me.

She felt like liquid stone beneath me. Her body bubbled with passion and steamed with lurid lust.

"Fuck me, Sonny. God, I feel as if I'll come if you hammer me like you did her."

"Turn over." I said through gritted teeth.

She smacked my straining back. "You know what I mean!"

I didn't really. I wanted a nice firm hold on her ass while I pounded her. She lifted so my hands slid easily under her and I did as she requested. I closed my eyes, gripped an ass cheek in each hand and pounded down into her body. Her knees lifted and my down stroke struck deep, rooting into her seething sweetness.

My orgasm arrived like a comet falling out of the firmament, trailing a tail of fire but undeniable and unavoidable. Into her I launched my orgasm, like an explosion bursting with light and lightness. I felt like I was floating, anchored in her body by my cock, clinging to her ass as though I would cavort off into space if she did not anchor me. The pleasure burst in me and I poured into her.

She cooed and received my obeisance, laying languidly under me while I filled her.

When the crash and smash passed, I lay clutching her, my cock slathered in her liquid, propped on her pelvic carriage. "No luck." I whispered.

She kissed the top of my head. "Sonny, I know you don't believe me but I came when she did. I did. God, I never felt that before. I could not believe it, it was so strong it scared me and I, I stopped it." She giggled a little, embarrassed. "I am not too bright some time. If there was ever the perfect time to come, that was it. The redhead, what was her name?"

"Lydia."

"She, she'd have come more and maybe wouldn't have left. You could fuck her again."

"When I have you?"

"Shut your sweet lips."

I stretched and kissed her, ignoring her order. I had nothing but dust.

The next morning, I walked her over to Sam's door and received a thoroughly mussed D. Debra.

Sam did not even say a word. He just nodded and pulled Suzanne inside. I took D. Debra home. She dozed against the door till we got to her neighborhood.

She sat up and looked around. "I, Sonny, that, that was interesting. I have a confession, though."

I did not respond.

"I, I like it better when you are there, when you, you are watching, I mean."

She looked at me, her eyes glittering in the dirty dawn light. I finally met her eyes, still without words.

"Come, come to the house Sunday, at six. Play practice should be over for the day. I, I think it is time for us to have sex."

I shook my head. "I want to take you out first, on a real date, so you can say you got a meal out of it at least."

She laughed and got out of the car. Dee Dee bent down and looked at me with laughing eyes. She wanted to tell me something but I interrupted her.

"So? What changed? You told me I'd never dip my pen in Dee Dee's ink."

Her face twitched. "You share." She said. "I did not expect that. Usually when men fall in love with me, they get all possessive, like I am an object with a title. So, I strike first. Put them off balance, I try to own them. See what I mean? I am a person and no one owns me, ever. What I have, I share. Turns out you, you share to and you are fully willing to share me. I have to tell you, that, that is compelling. Now I just need to know if you know how to fuck." She started to close the car door but pulled it back. "About dinner, fine. Plan on it. Or don't. I'll get something out of it, don't you worry. I am a big girl and I can take responsibility for my own orgasms, just let me have control of my body and we'll be fine."

She shut the door.

I shook my head. That speech crammed a lot into it for me to think about. Think about it I would. At that moment, though, I watched that body owned by that woman walk away from my car.

She went to the door and it opened. D. Debra let the woman open it. They spoke and then both looked at me. Her mother. She had a flip of blond hair and D. Debra's tits on a lanker body, clearly evident in her satin night gown. D. Debra turned and waved at me, her mother watching our exchange with a half-smile and blue-eyed interest.

I drove away, tangled up in the idea that D. Debra was ready to have sex with me but she still hadn't yet fucked all my friends. She had a few to go. I smiled to myself as I drove to my empty house and got ready for school. Another day, more sex for Sonny. God, what a life!