Chapter 31: Barry Mouton, 14, Pearl’s Son...

Tammy answered her cell in the bathroom. CC said, “Bring Joe-Joe to the Bar.” Click.

Tammy giggled — no telling what mischief he had in mind for this bright Monday morning. As soon as Joe left, she nudged her son, “Cunts Corner.”

He lit up, “Sure!” Going in to school an hour or two late wasn’t a problem — they were used to that. He kept stealing glances at his mother as he piloted them on the familiar route.

They climbed up the steps, folded their clothes into the same cardboard box. A comfortable married couple going through a familiar routine. Except it wasn’t familiar and it certainly wasn’t routine to Joe-Joe.

Sinéad strolled over, “Ah, Joe-Joe boy, tis your favorite I’m featuring this fine morning, is it not?’

They looked up at the flatscreen and, sure enough, there was Tammy Lafayette lying naked in Cunts Corner in all her glory. The slanting morning light had caught her pussy just right — it seemed to glow.

Joe-Joe’s cock sprung to life. Sinéad shook her head, “Tell me, Tammy, is the boy an admirer of prime pussy, or is he a twisted deviate?”

Tammy cupped her chin in her hand and pretended to take the question seriously as she stared directly at Joe-Joe’s erection.

“You tell me, Sinéad — is it natural for a boy to get a hard-on staring at his mother’s pussy?”

“Ah, lassie, tis a question for the ages. Joe-Joe, why are you staring at a picture when the real thing is right in front of your beady little eyes?”

Tammy laughed and patted herself, “Yeah, Joe-Joe, you got something against live mommy-pussy?”

CC strolled over and rescued the lad. He patted Tammy on the butt, “Welcome, Mrs. Lafayette — the sexiest lady in the bayous.”

“It’s Tammy — say, do you have your hand on my ass, young man?”

He squeezed it, “Ever see a finer one, Joe-Joe?” The boy shook his head mutely.

CC put his arm around Joe-Joe’s shoulders, “C’mon, I got a treat lined up for you.”

Tammy, “Kin I come too?”

“Acourse.” He placed his other arm around her shoulders and cupped her breast. Tammy kept from giggling. CC led them to a semi-secluded alcove behind Cunts Corner. About 20 naked boys had formed a half-circle around Pearl Mouton. She had one of her younger sons sitting on her lap, sucking cock. There was a line of three other boys waiting.

Pearl was idly fondling her son’s balls as he worked. She spotted CC and smiled, “Is this that city boy, CC?”

“Yep.”

She put her palm on the chest of the boy her son was servicing, “Take a break, Kenny — CC, bring him over.”

Joe-Joe seemed like he was in a trance as CC guided his cock into the little boy’s mouth. Tammy fought to keep a straight face.

Pearl spoke conversationally, “I know you got that city pussy, CC, but when you stopping by?”

“Soon, Pearl, soon. You know I can’t resist you.” He patted Tammy’s butt again, “Say, Tammy Lafayette, this here is Pearl Mouton. Pearl, Tammy.”

The two women shook hands. Pearl weighed a good 200 pounds, but still exuded sexuality, even after four kids.

Tammy slapped Joe-Joe on the butt.

“Huh?”

“Look at me when I’m talking to you.”

“What?”

“Where are your manners?”

“Oh, sorry, Mama. Thank you Miz Pearl, I appreciate it.”

“Have CC bring you by, City Boy — you can show me how much you ‘preciate it.”

Because she knew that CC would want her to — would expect her to — she engaged with her son. She tapped him on the chest, “Enjoy having your cock sucked, do you?”

“Mama ... God ... don’t ... you shouldn’t...” He sputtered to a halt, unable to retain a train of thought. A blowjob. From a boy. Who was sitting on his mother’s lap. With his own mother right here watching. God!

CC tapped Joe-Joe’s chest, piling on. “Tammy’s never seen you cum.”

“Uhh.”

Tammy, “Hey, that’s right. I hear you shoot about a gallon.”

“Mama!”

CC, “When it’s time, pull back and shoot on Barry’s face.”

Joe-Joe moaned, but CC and Tammy knew he would do it.

Pearl squeezed Barry’s little balls, “Keep your mouth open, he pulls back.” Another squeeze for emphasis.

Barry nodded without ever losing his rhythm.

As they watched the blowjob — it turned out that Barry loved doing it, and Pearl was rewarding him — CC reached down and slid a finger into Tammy. She inched her feet further apart; she was sopping wet.