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Suck Your Dick for a Dollar?

by craigool 04/25/13

"Good. Shorts and trunks please." holding her hand out she demands the rest of my clothing.

Eager to comply, I forget what I was watching until my shorts catch on my cock. I blush, then pull them the rest of the way down and off, handing them to her.

"Ah, so it WAS you who was peeping me when the alarm went off. Well take a good look." She says as she stretches out a finely sculpted leg, like a dancer doing a kick, then uses her hands to open up her bush to pull the lips apart. Bright red, her cunt is open to my gaze for the first time.

"Down boy! Time enough for that later. Now tell me what you think we need to do, and if we need anything we don't have, while I fix us some pancakes and coffee." she says with a smile and even a laugh in her voice, so I feel slightly less embarrassed about the hard-on that will not go away.

"Don't let Helga see that thing full size. She'll be over the fence and sucking your cock before you can say diddly-de-do." Mabel warns.

I stuff myself into one of the kitchen chairs and think about baseball.

Thanks to having already pre-mixed the pancake batter in a jug in the fridge, and a new type of coffee maker I'd never seen before that you just pour the hot water through (from a separate pre-heated tap!), breakfast is in our bellies before 8:30 AM.

"So we just do the yardwork nude?" I ask.

"We can. The whole neighborhood here is nudists and swingers. That's why Tommy chose it for us." Mabel says with a touch of scorn.

"I don't understand how it could be so easy for you to accept all of this – coming from our family and all." I observe.

"Be careful, the pyracantha bites. So you really don't know then?" she chuckles.

"Know what?" I say as I gleefully scan my eyes over her figure.

"Your Grandma and Granddad – they were the old school version of swingers. Like a subculture of the Society of Friends, they believe that love is important and non-violence is important, so the only way to make that happen is to not covet each others wives, but to freely share each others wives. Thus your Mom and I are probably only half sisters, born of the same mother." Mabel explains.

"I can't really get my head around that." I say as I use the clippers on the bushes.

"It gets funkier. Your Mom and Dad are still part of that same subculture. Swingers so deeply woven into the fabric of our country that some of the founding fathers were members, and that same non-violent philosophy still motivates them today." Mabel teases.

"So that's why the college draft deferment was so important to them?" I am suddenly learning things I knew but didn't know my whole life, not consciously.

"Exactly. Oops, get ready to be embarrassed." Mabel warns.

"Hey! Who is that stud muffin you're chatting up?" a buxom blonde calls from over the fence.

Soto-voce Mabel said "Time to meet Helga.", then "Hey yourself, meet my new boyfriend Stan!".

Grabbing me by the hand, Mabel takes me to the gate between the two yards, then through it.

Laying her beach towel on her reclining lawn chair, the first Playboy Bunny I'd ever met in person turns to face me, flashing a smile as bright as a thousand suns, her bullet shaped breasts standing out a good inch to two inches more than Mabel's, her smooth Scandinavian skin dark from daily suntanning, fully nude, as her V shaped bush practically points to her puffy pink pussy lips. I can see them lube from our combined gaze, as Mabel and I gaze hungrily on the hottest snatch I've ever seen.

"Nice cock. Can I shake your dick instead of your hand?" Helga oozes promiscuity.

"Maybe later. We're trying to get the yardwork done before the heat of the day." Mabel objects.

"You could always cool off in our hot tub – right inside those doors. In the mean time, since you are here, how about you put the suntan lotion on me?" Helga proposes.

"No way I can object to that. Especially if you return the favor." Mabel offers.

"As long as we both get to cover every inch." Helga teases.

We start with Helga, squirting the lotion into our palms, then rubbing it on her back, her sides, her stomach, her ass, her legs, her arms, her breasts, her neck. We are fondling our naked neighbor, Mabel being very thorough, just as I am, and Helga is writhing in pleasure from our combined touch. "It's important we don't let your private parts burn." Mabel observes, as she fingers Helga's swollen pink pussy lips, then rubs between them as I make certain her flawless breasts never suffer from the rays of the sun today. In just a moment, her body shakes, her knees go weak, and I have to sling my arm around her ribcage to hold her up.

"Bitch." is all she says, as Mabel chuckles.

Then it is Mabel's turn, as Helga and I take turns covering every part of her body, starting with my working up her flawless Rockette quality sculpted legs, to that flawless ass, then up her back to her neck, then down to her pillowy soft breasts, stomach, and wild forest of fur. There I encounter Helga's hands, fingering Mabel's clit and stroking in and out of her tight channel, pushing into Mabel's chest with her head to push her back off balance. My hands instinctively grab onto her breasts, as my fully erect hardon slides in between the cheeks of that perfect ass, like a hotdog nestled in a bun. A moan escapes Mabel's lips, and then we are falling, backwards onto the lawn chair.

"Brilliant Bitch." is all Mabel says, through clenched teeth, as Helga chuckles.

They pull me up to stand, but then Helga's hands go right to my cock, stroking it and my balls, as if trying to pull the last inch of length out of my cock. Mabel is kneading my ass cheeks like dough, then sneaking a hand through to grab my balls, then tweaking my nipples, her hands are all over me, and before she can even get her hands on my cock I am spurting all over Helga's stomach. She just rubs it in to join the suntan lotion.

"Don't worry. He's young. He will be ready again shortly. Wonderful to meet you Stan." Helga says dismissively, as she lays down on her beach towel.

Mabel grabs me by the cock and leads me home.

"What just happened?" I ask her as we get back to her pool.

"You might call it an omen, a portent. A happy accident. Or two old women taking advantage of a young naïve man." Mabel observes.

"I've never had an experience like that in my life. If that's being taken advantage of, then please – do it as much as you want!" I laugh, trying to gather my wits.

"That brings something up that I've been meaning to ask you. I'm an older woman, in the prime of her sex drive, used to having sex three or more times per day, and you are a young man in the prime of his life, used to beating off three to six times per day." Mabel states matter of factly.

"I do not." I object.

"You do too. Your mother counted and informed on you. I have the data for the past two weeks since you broke up with Jenny. If you want to argue about it, that's fine, we can do that another time. What I need to know right now, is did Jenny ever suck your cock?" Mabel asks, clearly in control.

"Yes of course, at the drive in. In defense of her virginity which she gave up the first night to Kurt Hickman." I say and nearly spit in disgust at the same time.

"So clearly, there is going to be sex here between us while you are here. Now listen to me very carefully. My mouth doesn't stutter and your ears don't flap. Suck your dick for a dollar?" Mabel asks me in a hopeful voice, as her proposal hangs in the air.

I am thinking that I still have about 50$ of the money my folks gave me – and then a pang of guilt about not calling them hits me – and then I realize that my Aunt is going to suck my cock at least fifty times.

"Yes, you May." I say with a wide smile.

"Yes, you Stan." she chuckles, as I realize I've been staring at her tits.

"Let's go inside and take a shower." Mabel says, then leads me by the cock again.

We go upstairs, past the little bathroom between the bedrooms, to the master bedroom shower. It seems designed to hold four people, with a bench seat on the back wall.

Adjusting the water with two deft twists of the controls, she says "Lather me." as she hands me the soap. Taking a soap of her own, she lathers up my cock and balls, gently stroking my shaft, as her other hand teases my entire body. I try to return the favor, playing with her pillowy tits, tussling the nipples back and forth, getting lost in the forest of fur, in which I could play all day, down to the wide open swollen lips of her sweet pussy. I wonder how it tastes and devise a plan to find out. As she puts a leg up on the bench to give me better access, and I bend over to soap her leg as she grabs my balls and then fingers my butthole! After I come back down from jumping to the ceiling, she taunts me "No dirty holes here!".

I resolve to attack her holes, fingering both her butt and vagina, as my thumb strokes her clit, and her hips start moving in rhythm. After a shudder, she instructs "Other leg.", while she puts the other leg up on the bench. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Facing me into the spray, she rubs herself on my back like a cat, as my balls feel like they are ready to explode. Her hands are everywhere, in deft, light touches, but every other one strokes my cock and balls, teasing the helmet, stroking the shaft, tugging on my balls. Swatting my ass, hard, she says "Dry off and join me on the bed." She steps out of the shower, and my cock realizes it is without attention, for the first time in at least half an hour. Since I am fully erect, my cock directs me to do as she says.

Fluffing the pillows and leaning them against the wall, she pats the bed next to the pillows and says "Right here, big boy." I see her bending over and think about how it felt to rub my dick on her ass, only minutes ago, and how wonderful it would be to pound into her from behind, thrusting against the most perfect ass ever made...

"This isn't your girlfriend giving you a quick toss off to keep you out of her snatch. This is your new girlfriend, sucking your cock." Mabel says as she slides my dick into her throat, and unlike with Jenny, it just keeps going and going until her lips are nibbling on my balls. My cock is completely swallowed by her throat, as she slowly pulls me back out, until her tongue can dance on the tip of my dick. Her hands slowly join together stroking down the shaft, until they reach my balls, then back up, as her mouth slides down my shaft again. Slowly she pulls back up, tormenting the tip of my cock until I'm sure I'm going to cum, two full strokes up and down, up and down with her hands, then she pulls on my balls, pulling them away from my body as her throat slides all the way down my cock again until her lips tickle my balls. Slowly she slides back up, as her hands do the stroking while her tongue torments the tip, one, two, three strokes, then down her throat as she pulls my balls away. I am starting to figure this out, and trying to figure out how long I can make it last. I think I can make it to five. If I think about baseball.

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