Chapter 137: Danny Mouton, 14, Bliss...

Carole and Richie continued to make Kim the center of their considerable attention. They took turns licking her pussy. They each made her cum, although it took Richie a little longer.

Carole licked her ear and whispered, “Are you ready?”

“Yes.”

“Tell me what you want — say the words.”

Kim spoke clearly, without hesitation, “I want Richie to fuck me again.”

“Say please.”

“Please.”

Carole guided her son in, then got up to check the focus of the two cameras. Just right. Richie was doing her in the missionary position, and Kim was eagerly lunging up to meet his thrusts. He was also using his fingers on her.

She climaxed again, then even harder.

Carole said, “Open your mouth for Richie.”

Instant compliance

Carole stroked Kim’s clit as Richie spurted into her mouth. Carole lay down on top of her and they swirled his cum around with their tongues. An extra layer of intimacy that Carole was implementing with her targeted girls.

To some, sharing cum seemed extra naughty.

After that second threesome — as she’d done with Denise Hebert — Carole ‘gave’ Kim to Richie. By their third session, Kim now came over to the Landry home and was waiting for Richie when he came home from school. It was the best sex of her life, even though Richie wasn’t as skilled with his fingers and mouth as Carole. Plus, he was so beautiful — it was a turn-on just to look at him while he did her.

The following Monday afternoon, while Richie had Kim in heat, her ankles over his shoulders as he stood at the end of his bed fucking her, Carole brought Danny in.

Kim saw her naked and aroused son, but it didn’t register for a second. But Carole had timed it precisely. She had waited until Kim was just starting to climax.

As Kim and her son stared at each other, Kim shuddered through a strong orgasm. Carole reached down for the girl’s clit to continue heating her up. Kim’s mind was racing -- Danny! I’m cuming! Richie! Danny! Carole. Underneath all that mental turmoil was a subliminal awareness that she was still in heat. That her orgasm was merely a prelude to the next one. She didn’t think the words, but her body knew that Carole’s expert fingers were stoking the fire.

Kim couldn’t control her body’s hunger, its need — its desperate need — for release. Danny stared in awe — the sight was almost overwhelming to him.

Then, as instructed, Danny bent down and deep-kissed his mother for the first time ever. Richie kept pounding her. Carole worked her clit-magic. Kim, still in a bit of a daze, moaned and met Danny’s tongue with her own. Her mind hadn’t yet processed the fact that her son had watched her climax while she was getting fucked.

Carole and Richie eased up on Kim, giving her one small, final climax. Then Richie straddled her chest while Carole positioned Danny so that both mother and son were licking his cock. He spurted twice into Kim[s mouth, then four times into Danny’s. Carole and Richie moved away, leaving Kim and Danny by themselves in bed.

They didn’t need to be told what to do — they just kissed each other as if they’d been sharing cum for months. Kim, obviously still in heat, lay on top, grinding her body into his.

After a group shower, Carole held Kim’s hand; Richie, held Danny’s. They led the Moutons into the kitchen where Richie fixed a large pitcher of margaritas. Kim didn’t bother to ask if she could get dressed.

The conversation was a bit subdued. Carole had prepped Danny, but it had still been such a momentous scene for him. Kim had been caught unawares that her son would be included, but it couldn’t have been a complete shocker either.