Chapter 6: A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood

Last night, Laura watched us with her mouth hanging open as I plunged “Little Dan” into Liz’s ass. After I pulled out and decorated her back, Laura volunteered for cleanup duty. Again, her pink tongue reminded me of a kitten.

“Laura, I saw how you were watching us,” Liz remarked. “Don’t you ever play with your ass?”

“Yeah, I guess.” Laura sounded ill-at-ease.

“Well, there you go. It’s your ‘backyard playground,’ as simple as that. You might be surprised how much you enjoy being penetrated sometime. I like having Dan up my ass because he’s so long, and back there he doesn’t bump anything tender.”

That was all I remembered of their conversation; I must have fallen asleep. I think I slept well, with some sexy dreams. Along with their plush bed, Laura’s parents must also enjoy keeping their house warm at night. I mention this because I woke up in the morning after a restful sleep without even a top sheet covering my naked body.

The girls were sprawled out asleep on each side, also naked and exposed. Liz was still making her micro-snoring noise, but Laura was dead silent. What woke me was Leanne and Molly looking down on the three of us and making comments.

“Look at that boy’s dick, Leanne, it’s super long! I wonder if I can talk him into fucking us. We’re not that much older than Irene.”

“Ladies,” I replied softly, “I only have sex with these two beauties. NOT my mother.”

“But Irene is so hot and beautiful!” Molly continued. “I’m sure you get hard like that when you two shower together.”

“Molly, no. I love Mom, but not that way! I shower by myself.”

Liz stirred, then. “Dan, wha ... What’s going on?”

“Laura’s moms are trying to seduce me.”

Leanne jumped in. “Hey! Leave me out. This is all Molly.”

Liz objected: “Hey, Molly, lay off my boyfriend. He’s just hard because he hasn’t pissed yet.”

“Liz, can you blame me? I mean, look at that beautiful cock!”

“Molly, I liked you better as a lesbian. He’s mine.”

I still had a “situation” to deal with. “I need to use your bathroom. Liz, come with me to protect my virtue from these rapacious lesbians.”

We complete our usual routine, where Liz peed first. When we left the bathroom after washing our hands, Laura rushed in to replace us.

Since Molly was pouting, I turned to Leanne. “You two had fun with my mom?”

“Oh, yeah. Irene lives up to Yolanda’s description as the tasty...”

I put my hands up to ward off the next word. “Stop, please, I get it. You can see, we had fun as well. I appreciate you being so flexible and letting me spend the night with your precious daughter.”

“Judging by the smile on her face, you did more than ‘spend the night,’ Dan. I can tell she wants you to visit again soon. As long as Liz doesn’t object, I guess.”

“Oh, I’m good at sharing,” commented Liz. “At least, sharing with girls who are our age; sorry, Leanne and Molly.”

I was fretting, a little. “Liz, we should go home. I need to see what’s left of Mom after these two women ravished her.”

Molly interrupted. “Irene was smiling when we left her. I’m sure she wants to see us again. Besides, Dan, as you selfishly deny her sexual satisfaction, it’s necessary for me and Leanne to pick up the slack and attend to her needs.”

“Maybe, Molly, but Bobby and Yolanda were fulfilling her needs,” I pointed out.

“You misunderstand me, Dan. Leanne and I will bring Irene over to Yolanda and Bobby’s house so all five of us can...”

I rolled my eyes and stopped her. “Don’t tell me these things. I’m too young and delicate to know the details of my mother’s sexual life. I just want her to be happy.”

“You’ll find out, Dan. She’s happy. How about you and Liz stay...”

My stomach rumbled loudly, and Leanne giggled.

“Hee-hee. Stay for breakfast, I was going to say. I’m sure you all need fuel after your exertions last night. We have some killer oatmeal we can make with cinnamon and also some fresh fruit.”

All three of us located our clothes and dressed before sitting at the kitchen table. The traditional oatmeal was cooked on the stove (instead of the instant kind), and it was delicious and filling.

Before we left their house, Liz told Laura and her parents that she would find out if they could come over and use their pool and “hang out.”

“I’ll check, but it’s likely you won’t need swimsuits,” Liz added, grinning.

I found Mom still in her bed when I got home.

“Are you OK?” I asked.

“Yeah, just exhausted. Leanne and Molly are each like a lesbian tornado, and I was the old pickup truck flying through the air. Or should I say I was the flying cow? Compared to those two, Yolanda and I have only been playing ‘patty cake.’ You had fun with Liz and Laura?”

“I did, Mom. They assured me that they enjoyed everything, too. This morning Laura’s mothers came home and found us in bed. Molly accused me of incest with you and volunteered herself as another mature partner for me.”