Chapter 11: Almost Caught

"Greg!" Sarah bolts upright in bed. Greg just came into the house. How Sarah knows this she is not sure, but she knows it. She looks next to her in bed and sees her son Paul sleeping. They fell asleep after they made love shortly after Connie left for the sleepover.

She gives Paul a shove, and whispers, "Wake up!"

"What?" Paul is slow to come awake, as his dreams are even more erotic than his reality. To speed up his return to consciousness she rolls him onto the floor. She jumps on top of him and puts her hand over his mouth.

"You father just walked in the front door. We fell asleep, and you can't be in here naked. I'm going out and keep him from coming in here. You get your clothes and get out quietly. He can't know you were in here fucking me. She jumps off him, grabs her dress, and has it over her head when she opens the door to their bedroom and disappears toward the front of the house. She thinks, this is one of the major benefits of no underwear, you can move quickly.

"Shit!" Paul quietly says to himself. He gets up and runs over where he threw his clothes. He looks around. At the time he was more concerned about fucking Connie or his mother than where his clothes landed. He quickly finds his shirt and shorts, but his underwear is nowhere to be found. Fuck 'em, he says to himself, and dashes for the door.

He's just outside the door when he sees his mother coming out of the kitchen, and he can hear his father right behind. Sarah sees him standing naked in the hall with his clothes in his hands. She turns pale and spins around and takes Greg's arm and pulls him across then hall into the living room. She stammers at Greg, "Let's get go into the living room." She almost shoves him into the room. She looks back at Paul who panics and runs back into the bedroom. His father looks at Sarah and says, "What's up hon." He's confused as to why they are in the living room. Sarah walks up to Greg, embraces him and kisses him hotly. She feels his cock swell against her stomach. "Greg, honey I want you to fuck me on the sofa."

"Paul's home isn't he?"

"He's up in his room?

"If he gets thirsty and comes down he'll see us. Let's go to the bed room."

Sarah has run out of ideas. Resigned to her fate she walks back to their room and follows Greg inside.

When Paul entered the room he decided he had three choices: a window, but he would never get one open, climb through it, and get it closed in time; the bathroom, nowhere to hide if his father decides to pee; and the closet, the only hope, it's a big walk-in and he might be able to hide inside the hanging clothes.

Greg and Sarah enter the bedroom, Sarah gives the room the once over wondering where Paul is. She suspects the closet, as the bathroom door is open. Greg is in a very good mood. He won $350 in the poker game and had a few drinks. He's waves a $50 bill in front of Sarah, and says, "Hey babe, you look hot tonight. Do you want to party? I've got fifty bucks, if you'll give me a hot blowjob" They've played hooker and bar pickup more than once in their pretend sex games.

"I don't know," Sarah professionally relies, "fifty's not a lot. How do I know you don't have some kind of tiny little pecker that's going to squirt the moment I touch it with my tongue. I may sell my pussy, but I like my pussy pleased too."

"Let me show you." He yanks down his zipper and pulls out his cock. "See baby, I'm packing power."

Paul, hiding in the closet, is getting quite an earful. This sounds like a cool game to play with Connie. He knows he doesn't have enough money to play this game with Sarah.

Sarah says, sounding impressed, "Now that's quite a cock you got there. With a cock like that I'll only charge a hundred for a fuck."

Greg pretends to bargain, "How about $150 for both."

Sarah acting greedy counters, "Make it $250 and you can have my ass also."

Greg shoves the cash down the neckline of her dress. "Sold! Now get naked and where's the lube."

Sarah realizes she's not sure where the lube is. She used it on Connie getting her ready for Paul, but she doesn't recall what happened to it since.

Greg opens their special drawer and moves some of their toys around looking for the tube. He pushes the drawer shut and says to Sarah, "Hmm, looks like we're out. Oh, wait, I bought some last week." He starts toward the closet.

Sarah quickly asks, "Where are you going?"

"I put it in one of those little drawers in the shelves."

"Wait... "

Greg opens the closet door and goes inside. Sarah thinks, if he sees Paul we may have to put a ring on him. Greg finding Paul naked in their closet would cause too much trouble. Sarah would have to act surprised and Paul would suffer some terrible punishment that Sarah couldn't allow. Sarah is ready to bolt for Paul's room and the ball. Greg emerges from the closet with the small tube and embraces Sarah. Sarah sees that Greg has left the closet door wide open. As they kiss Sarah can see a slight movement behind a rack of her dresses. She knows Paul is back there. The row of dresses parts, and she sees Paul's head emerge. Paul looks at her and she motions him to wait. Greg is getting aroused; he wants to fuck his hooker. His hard cock is pressing against her pussy. Greg pulls the tie of the halter-top of the dress and pulls it down to her waist.

Paul is still watching as his father slides his hands inside the dress and presses his palms into her ass. She sees Paul watching this, but can't do anything about it. Sarah's dress drops to the floor. She is now naked with Greg sliding his hand around to her pussy to measure her wetness.

"Honey, you're soaked. What's got you going?"

"I always get hot at the thought of my clients fucking my ass." Carol climbs up on the bed, her ass facing the closet door. She wants Greg's back to the door.

"I'm ready now. Oil me up and let's go."

"Oh, no, I paid for a blowjob, and I want a blowjob." He moves to sit on the bed, facing the closet. Sarah looks for Paul, but doesn't see him. She drops to the floor before Greg's cock. She rather hurriedly sucks it in her mouth. His cock is sure hard, she thinks, it feels so good in her mouth. Licking up the side and down the large vein on the bottom, she sucks one of his balls in her mouth and caresses it with her tongue. Her idea is to get him really hot then, when she can get his back to the door, get Paul to sneak out. Holding his cock down with one hand and his balls up with the other she slips her tongue down to below his balls. She licks around his round hole.

Greg groans, "Babe, I love it when you rim me." Sarah turns his temperature up to high when she inserts her tongue into his ass.

"Oh, fuck me." Greg's legs are raised into the air as he gives his wife plenty of room. Paul is again peeking out through the dresses and sees his mother with her tongue up his father's ass. He thinks about making a run for it, but knows if his father turns his head to the left he'll easily see him. So he waits. As he waits his cock is rock hard. He's still naked; he didn't have time to put on his clothes. As he watches his mother lick his father he starts to stroke his cock.

"Oh, fuck, Sarah, you're going to make me cum."

"Well, mister, you're only paying for one cum."

Greg sits up quickly whacking Sarah's forehead with his cock. "Then we better get to the fuck." Sarah climbs on the bed and shoves Greg's legs up on the bed. Paul watches his mother move his father's body. He suddenly realizes that she's moving him so his feet are pointing directly at the door. She is getting an escape ready for him.

Sarah throws her leg over Greg and points his cock at her wet pussy. She puts the head into place and drops down over it. When her ass meets his balls, she leans forward, pressing her tits into his face, and starts to quickly bounce her pussy on his cock.

"Move it now," she says, "move it now." Greg starts fucking up into her pussy. Sarah cries out, "Move it now. Move it now."

It comes finally to Paul that his mother is talking not to his father, but to him. His father's face is smothered by his mother's tits, and her cries of 'move it now' have him concentrating on fucking her harder.

Paul steps out into the open and sees his mother's cunt being rammed by his father's big cock. Paul thinks, maybe someday he will be able to step up the bed and put his cock into his mother's tight ass while his father fucks her pussy, but for now, Paul carefully walks across the bedroom and silently opens their door and slips out. Standing quietly by the door to catch his breath he can hear his father tell is mother to put his cock in 'her paid for ass.'

Bob and Carol arrive at The Shore Club in South Beach shortly before eight. Carol gets out of the car laughing at Bob and says, "No more stop."

"No. Let's get up the room and finish this." Bob tosses the keys to the valet, "Luggage is in the trunk."

Bob and Carol walk up to the desk to check in. The clerk does a double take at Carol's chest. Her plunging neckline shows a little of her navel and displays the sides of her lush breasts. Carol knows that South Beach desk clerks are not surprised by much, and are usually happy the guests aren't fucking during the check in. Carol gives her chest a sideways flip and watches the clerk's eyes follow her swaying tits. Carol realizes that she loves to show off her tits. She knows she has spectacular tits and she wants everyone to have an opportunity to enjoy them.

Carol snuggles up to Bob, and whispers, load enough for the clerk to hear, "Hurry up Bob, my pussy's wet and I need your cock." She brushes her tits on his arm and grins at the clerk.

Bob checks in as if nothing were going on. The clerk is impressed at Bob's cool. He thinks, if I had a hot pussy like that hanging on my arm, wanting my cock, I don't think I would remember my name."

"You have Bungalow 3. Your luggage will be delivered shortly."

Carol smiles at the desk clerk and whispers to Bob, "Bob, a bungalow, how romantic. Now let's go fuck." Bob's hand cups the bottom of Carol's ass and calmly says, "What was it you want to do?"

Carol looks the clerk in the eye, and says in a louder than normal voice, "I said I want to fuck." She glances down and sees the clerk has developed at nice hard on. She pulls aside her dress, gives the clerk a look at one of her tits crowned by a dark nipple, and smiles at him. Bob puts his hand up and covers her tit. He looks at the clerk and says, "She just loves to show them off. Let's go." Carol lets the dress fall back and she and Bob walk hand-in-hand toward the bungalows.

The bungalow is at the edge of the beach which comes right up to the small patio. It's dark but the beach is still crowded with partiers. The dress of the crowd is minimal, mostly thongs and bras for the ladies. As Bob and Carol approach their door they notice a couple is using one of their patio loungers to fuck. Carol and Bob walk right beside them, and Bob surprises them when he opens the door. Carol looks at the couple not far from orgasm. A teenaged girl is sitting on the boy, and is softly chanting, "Fuck me--give me your cock." In her passion she repeats this. Carol already hot beyond any restraint, looks at Bob standing in the open door, smiles at him then walks over to the couple. She leans down to the girl and kisses her wetly, with lots of tongue. Carol's fingers pull on one nipple. The girl gives off a low moan and cums on the boy's cock.

When she finishes cumming Carol ends the kiss and releases her nipple. She says into the girl's ear. "You're pretty hot. Why don't you ditch the cock and come back later and join the party."

"Oh, fuck," she pants, "what kind of party."

"Just a fucking party, I would love to taste that pretty pussy of yours. Even with the cum in it. We'll be in here, but come back a little later, I've got to fuck my husband right now and then we're going dancing. Come by around midnight."

Bob is still holding the door for Carol. He sees her help the girl cum, but doesn't hear what she says to her. Carol walks into the living room and tosses her purse on the coffee table. She looks at Bob hotly as she reaches for the hem of her dress and raises it over her head. She's naked. Carol puts her hands on the back of the sofa, and orders Bob, "Get over here and fuck me." Carol has noticed that Bob hasn't been very obedient for the last part of the trip, but now in the hotel room Bob jumps to serve.

He kicks off his loafers and drops his shorts. Carol's is shocked at the sight. Bob who hasn't worn anything, but boxer shorts since she began looking in his pants, is wearing tiny red thong underwear. Carol looks at the small pouch trying to hold his hard cock.

"Nice underwear, Bob. When did you get those?"

"I went out during lunch. I thought I needed a change." At that moment, Bob's cock pops out, fat and hard. Carol wiggles her ass at him. He kicks off his shorts and undoes the Velcro tabs at the sides of the thong, and peels them away. His shirt lands on the back of the chair and he steps up behind Carol.

Bob pushes the head of his cock into the wet lips of Carol's pussy. She pushes back to speed up the insertion. She's in heaven. This is what she's wanted for years, and Paul's giving it to her. Bob's cock slides deeper to stop at the bottom of her pussy. Carol's cunt accepts it as if a new cock. Her new cock begins to fuck her slowly.

"Bob, your cock feels so good in my pussy. A little faster, yes, like that. Oh, Bob I want to fuck all night. My cunt needs a lot of cock Bob."

Bob doesn't react to this other than pumping faster. He thinks he could fuck all night. "What did you say to that teenybopper on the lounge?"

"I told her to come back a little later. I wanted to eat her pussy."

"That would be hot to see. I didn't know you liked women."

"It's newly acquired taste, Bob."

"Whose pussy have you licked?"

"Sarah's"

"Just Sarah's"

"No."