Portraits
Copyright© 2025 by Paige Hawthorne
Chapter 6: Kelly Lafitte, 29. Mother of twins — Tommy & Dylan, 14.
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 6: Kelly Lafitte, 29. Mother of twins — Tommy & Dylan, 14. - Six Stories. Five Cajun girls — four with teenage sons and one girl with two younger brothers — live in the insular, isolated town of Sausalito, Mississippi. ‘Portraits’ follows them as they explore new sexual highways and byways. Two local institutions — a strip joint called Miss Kitty’s, plus a laissez-faire restaurant called Contrary Mary’s — are run by 15-year-old Darlene Pellerin. Who now controls much of the town’s pussy. Oh, and let’s not forget one young man — Robbie Dumont.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Mother Son
At 40, Mary Surette had kept her trim figure. She had a few wrinkles around her eyes, and some laugh lines as well. She didn’t bother to dye the first gray hairs that had shown up. But her body was still toned, her little breasts didn’t sag that much. And she was still proud of her smallish pussy.
She and Leslie Breaux and Leslie’s daughter, Bonnie, kept each other smooth and bald.
Mary’s first stage appearance at Miss Kitty’s had been 20 years ago. When she was one of the eight original girls that Kate Broussard had hired.
Today, Mary still felt a bump of excitement about her Saturday-morning debut in front of 60 or 70 naked boys. Naked, masturbating boys.
Miss Kitty’s had certainly changed in the 20 years since she first took to the stage. Darlene Pellerin, now the 15-year-old manager, not only allowed full nudity, but the Saturday-morning girls no longer bothered to strip. They came out naked and necked for a while before having open, glorious sex with each other.
In the dressing room — even that had changed for the better over the years — Darlene introduced her to a 29-year-old girl, “Mary, this is Kelly Lamoureax. She’s new in town, came here from Houma, Louisiana.”
Mary eyed the naked girl — a little plump and very, very pretty. Beautiful, in fact. A lovely, heart-shaped face that made her look about 12-years-old. But her body, still firm, whispered, “Fuck me.” Slender and curvy, with perky boobs a little larger than most Cajun girls.
Kelly was easily the most beautiful girl in Darlene’s stable.
She was trying to hide her nervousness. Mary smiled, “You’ll be fine, Kelly. The boys will love you. Once we start getting it on, you’ll find it easy to relax and enjoy yourself.”
Darlene, “Mary, you should know that her husband back in Houma is an abusive bastard. I told Rémy to have his entire police force keep an eye out for him.”
Mary hugged Kelly, “Oh you poor dear.”
Darlene, “She and her twins — the boys are out there in the audience — ran away. She barely had time to throw their clothes in the car. She’s scared and she’s broke.”
Kelly, “But if Hugo finds me ... I’m probably dead. Running away was ... is ... unforgivable to him.
Darlene said, “You’re safe here in Sausalito. Especially since you all ditched your cellphones.”
Kelly sighed, “And I’m broke, on top of everything else.”
Mary nodded sympathetically, “Honey, you’re in good hands with Darlene — she’ll get you set up just fine.” She turned to Darlene, “What’s the plan?”
She patted Kelly on the butt, “This morning is her stage debut.”
Kelly, “My boys never seen me naked.”
Mary hefted her generous boobs, “Your boys are in for a treat.”
Darlene, “I advanced her some cash, rented a little bungalow for her on Sycamore. I’m going to make her one of the Monday Mama’s at Contrary Mary’s. Here, at Miss Kitty’s, I’ll give her five shifts a week — the late shows where the tips are better.”
Mary, “Better in the Blowjob Room too. Or Rooms, I should say.” She turned to Kelly, “She told you about sucking cock?”
“Oh sure — and I’m mostly okay with that. I’m mainly worried about Hugo, finding me. She gestured down her body, “And the twins, seeing me this way. And I’m also worried about not being able to cum for Miss Darlene. I been all tensed up for months.”
Her concerns just came tumbling out. Mary felt so sorry for her.
Fortunately, Kelly was from Cajun country in the next state over. So she should fit into the Sausalito culture fairly smoothly. Her Cajun accent had a little more French in it, but it was certainly recognizable. Like many in her new town, she was a lapsed Catholic. But food, music, the festive atmosphere, should be familiar enough to her.
Darlene had decided that a baptism of fire would make her Miss-Kitty career easier to get used to than if she had the girl taking baby steps over the next few weeks. Mary agreed with that. Kelly needed money, but also an immediate structure in her life.
Darlene said, “Let’s address this Hugo problem right now.” Typical Darlene. She picked up her cell, “Rémy, can you come see me — I’m in the dressing room with Kelly Lamoureax. Yeah, the one with the husband.” She explained, “He’s the Chief of Police.”
Ten minutes later Rémy, dressed as usual in civvies, was explaining to Kelly how things worked in Sausalito. That she and Mary were naked didn’t seem to have any affect on him — this was business.
“Honey, there’s only one road into Sausalito — André Previn Boulevard, coming in from the north. We have security cameras, with state-of-the-art facial-recognition software. It’s round-the-clock surveillance. And my tech gal programmed in the mug shot of your ex. If he’s stupid enough to come after you here, I guarantee he’ll wish he hadn’t. We’ll know the instant he shows up.”
Like many Cajun men, Rémy was wiry, but not that large. However, he spoke with assurance, a quiet confidence that gave Kelly some hope.
She spoke in a small voice, “Thank you. Chief.”
Darlene addressed another concern, “Up on the stage, if you can’t cum, just fake it. And then concentrate on getting Mary off. She’s worked here for 20 years, and she’s an easy cum.”
A faint smile, “Yes ma’am.” Sighed, “I just wish the twins weren’t here for my first time.”
Darlene smiled, “Better to get it out of the way than fret about it for another week.”
Mary startled even Darlene and Rémy, “I’ll be back in a minute.”
She strode out to stage and cheers erupted at the sudden sight of a naked girl. Rémy looked at Darlene, who just shrugged.
Mary returned to the dressing room, holding the hands of two confused, embarrassed, twin boys. Who didn’t lose their impressive erections. Kelly gasped, with both hands flying to her mouth.
The boys had never seen a live, naked woman — and now they were staring at two of them.
Mary, “Dylan, Tommy, this is your mom’s new boss, Miss Darlene Pellerin. And this is the Chief of Police, Rémy Thibodeaux. Rémy, tell the boys about your security setup.”
Rémy placed his calming hands on their shoulders and went into even more detail. He ended, “So I do hope that scumbag shows up. He will find his stay in our jail ... inhospitable.”
Despite her shock at the boys’ presence, Kelly listened intently to Rémy. Darlene, being Darlene, noticed Kelly’s eyes darting to her twins, then skittering away, only to drift back. One of the twins was well endowed. But the other ... well, he was even more impressive.
The tension in the room began easing. Still trying to get Kelly over her understandable performance anxiety, Mary said just the right thing, “Darlene, you’ve seen hundreds of boners. What do you think of Dylan and Tommy?”
She didn’t miss a beat, “These are two sexy little guys. Well, not so little, not at all. Boys, when you’re back in the audience, check the other hard-ons. Yours will be right there with the biggest ones in the room.”
Kelly had to hide a smile in spite of herself.
Mary led the boys back and returned to the now-calmer dressing room.
Kelly hugged the woman, “Thank you. So much. That got me over one hurdle.” She turned to Rémy, and hugged him too, “You made me feel so much better. Now I hope that cocksucker does show up.”
Kelly turned to her new boss, “Miss Darlene, you saved my bacon. I’ll do anything you want.”
“I know you will, dear.” Darlene was still thinking about the twins. And their mother.
Out on the stage, when Mary took the girl into her arms, Kelly found herself grateful, and hungry, and needy, as they necked. Mary was determined to get her off at least once. She worked on the girl slowly, gently, skillfully. Kelly had one small orgasm, then a much more intense one.
After the applause died down at the end of the performance, Mary knew Darlene’s drill. Holding Kelly’s hand, she worked slowly through the still-enthusiastic crowd until she reached the twins, “Dylan, Tommy, give your sweet mama a nice hug for the great show she put on.”
Kelly was blushing furiously, but gamely returned the hug, feeling each erection throbbing against her tummy. Darlene winked at Mary from backstage.
In the shower Mary and Kelly sweetly soaped each other up, “Thanks again, Mary. For getting me off. That was my first time in ... over a year I bet.”
As they dried off, Mary gave her some inside skinny. “Darlene likes her girls to finger themselves when they’re sucking cock. Try to cum if you can — the men love that too.”
“Oh. Okay. Sure, I can do that. Thanks.”
“And you’ll hear about this from the other girls too. Aside from profits, Darlene loves mother and son interactions.”
Kelly stared.
“She won’t force you to do anything. But you’ll learn that making the boss happy improves your life.”
Kelly frowned, “Me and the twins?”
“Today was a great start. And the size of their cocks ... well, you gotta admit, those are two impressive lads. Which one is larger — Dylan or Tommy?”
“Oh gosh, Mary, everything was a blur out there. I couldn’t begin to say.”
“Well, whichever one it is ... you got yourself a real stud.”
Kelly was distracted, “Yeah, I guess. This was the first time I saw ‘em like that. But what does Miss Darlene expect me...”
“Remember — she won’t tell you do do anything with them.”
“But...”
“Kelly, you’re going to have a much better life here now that Darlene has taken you under her wing. And the happier you make her, the better that life is going to be.”
Kelly took a breath, stood straighter, “Mary, I appreciate your candor. It’s better for me to know what’s what from the get-go. And ... um, 90% of what I’m hearing from you and Miss Darlene and the Chief is good news. Great news. But...”
“Look, honey — right now, Darlene doesn’t expect anything more from you than just doing a good job for her. So learn to relax and enjoy yourself. As for the twins ... well, think of how far you’ve come just this morning.”
“How far?”
“They’ve seen you naked. They’ve seen you lick pussy. They’ve seen you cum — the second time really strong. And, you’ve seen them naked. You’ve seen them erect. You’ve hugged them to your body.”
Kelly frowned, “Yeah, I guess that is a lot. A lot more than I ever dreamed of when I first drove into town.” She sighed, “Any suggestions? Twins suggestions?”
“Yes. Put any naughtiness with them aside for a while. Adapt to Sausalito, to your new career. Get to know the other girls — many of them have sons too, and have gone through some fun and games. Take your time, settle in, get comfortable working here and at Contrary Mary’s. Which, you probably haven’t heard yet — the Monday Mamas are allowed to work naked.”
Kelly perked up, “Really? Stark naked?”
Mary placed her hand on the girl’s pussy, “Some of the customers — men and women — get a little handsy, and the tips are sometimes fairly generous.”
Kelly giggled, “That, I can live with.”
“Tell you what. Once you get settled in there, invite the twins to lunch at Contrary Mary’s.”
Kelly considered it. Nodded to herself, “After what they saw this morning ... well, I’d actually be okay with that. Yeah, sure.”
“See.”
Mary Surette had taken a liking to Kelly Lamoureax. In addition to her beauty, she seemed quick and fairly intelligent. And Lord knew what rapid changes she was going through. Fleeing an abusive husband. A new town. All new people. New jobs, working for Darlene. Getting the twins enrolled in a new school.
Mary also knew what a prize a young mother with twin boys was to Darlene. Mary decided, without consulting Darlene, to help move Kelly in the desired direction. Mary had done similar favors for Kate Broussard back in the day, and was quite comfortable with easing the project along.
There was not a thought in Mary’s mind about legalities. About the morality of encouraging a young mother to become physically intimate with her sons. No, not in Sausalito. Mary was focused on the practical — how to enhance her goals. And make the girl she was becoming fond of, and comfortable with, to become used to what Mary hoped would be an escalating series of events. And, Mary had some ideas on the subject.
She waited until Kelly had worked two Mondays at Mary Contrary’s. Her third shift was during the noon rush, and that’s where Mary decided to enjoy a late meal. She was pleased that although the girl was wearing a thong, it was one of the transparent ones that Darlene had ordered.
“Hi there, Mary! How are you?”
They hugged, and Mary said, “Sit with me — it’s quiet now.”
Kelly looked around — only a few tables were still occupied. Plus, she knew that Mary was the most senior of all the girls who worked for Darlene. Not the oldest — Darlene had several grannies in her stable, but no one had a Miss-Kitty history that went back as far as Mary’s did.
“So, you’re settling in. How is work going?”
Kelly, “Better than I could have hoped. The girls are so nice, so friendly. Here and at Miss Kitty’s.” She winked, “It took me a while to get used to the blowjobs. It’s been quite a while. But it’s not something you forget how to do. Anyway, Miss Darlene limits me to five BJs a day, but I could be doing more.” Because she sounded to herself like she was bragging and quickly added, “The new girls are always popular until ... well, until they aren’t new anymore.”
Mary reached over and finger-tipped her nipples, “You’re in demand for more than being a rookie.”
“Thank you.”
“The boys? They’re at John Lee Hooker?”
“Yeah, the change is harder on them than me. But they made a couple of maybe-friends — it takes time.”
“It does. How are they on the home front? I’m talking about after they saw your Saturday show.”
Kelly blushed and sounded almost apologetic, “I’m sorry, Mary, I haven’t really ... um, figured anything out about that. About how to make Miss Darlene happy.”
“That’s okay — I told you to take your time, get settled into your new routine. But I am curious — how did they act after seeing your debut?”
“Well, neither one of them has brought it up. And I haven’t either.” She blushed even deeper, “Of course Ray-Ray sent them that video clip. Of you and me. Have you seen it?”
“Naturally. And you looked fantastic.”
“Thank you. But I just wish he hadn’t ... oh, well, it’s a done deal. Dylan and Tommy have their own copies and that’s just something that I have to learn to live with. No, that sounds so negative. I have to learn how to adjust to it, that’s what I should have said.”
Ray-Ray had focused 90% of the minute-long clip on the new girl. Naked, on the stage. With Mary’s head buried between her thighs. Both orgasms. A quick shot of the twins spurting into their cum towels. At the end, Kelly reaching toward Dylan, then Tommy, to hug them. Their boners fully erect again.
Mary clasped both of Kelly’s hands in hers, “Honey, that morning is behind you. Darlene was pleased, of course, but you want to keep things moving along.”
“I know, Mary. I keep putting things off. No, actually, I’m trying not to even think about the twins. That way. I know, I know ... I’m disappointing you and Miss Darlene. And after everyone has been so kind.”
“Kelly, here’s an easy one for you. When’s your next breakfast shift here?”
“A week from today.”
“How about I pick Dylan and Tommy up early and bring ‘em to breakfast here?”
Kelly nodded, “Like we talked about my first day at Miss Kitty’s.”
“Exactly.”
She gestured down her body, “After what they’ve already seen ... sure, I can do it. Absolutely. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. And tell the boys to look for me after school. My bestie is named Leslie, Leslie Breaux. She has two boys — Wally and Adam who are about your sons’ ages. I’ll introduce them.”
“Oh, that would be terrific. Things would be better if they could make some new friends.”
“Done.”
Mary, “Oh, and hon...?”
“Yes?”
“Go back and watch that video clip Ray-Ray sent you.”
“At Miss Kitty’s?”
“Yep. Check out the twins. Even Darlene was impressed by how much cum they shot.”
“Miss Darlene? She watched it?”
“Of course.” Mary winked, “You need to face up to it — those boys are hung.”
“Oh. My.”
Early on a Monday morning, Mary knocked on the door of the little two-bedroom on Sycamore. “Hi there boys — you probably don’t remember me. I’m Mary.” They both laughed; they would hardly forget one of the only two women they’d seen naked.
The twins looked like a lot of Cajun boys in Sausalito — slender, tan, white smiles. And, not incidentally, one impressive cock. And then, the even larger one. Although the twins themselves were early in the process of size-comparisons. Darlene’s instructions at Miss Kitty’s to check out the other boys had been an eye-opener.
The house was a little messy — a mom working two jobs and two 14-year-olds in cramped quarters — but clean.
On the ride to the restaurant, she said, “Dylan, what do you know about your mom’s waitress work?”
“Topless! That’s awesome.”
“Tommy?”
“She has great tits. Oops — we’re supposed to say boobs.”
Dylan, “Or breasts.”
Mary was pleased to see the boys didn’t seem to feel as anxious, didn’t seem to be as worried about their father finding them. Which was a healthy sign.
Tommy, “Who is it we’re gonna meet after school?”
“Two other boys — sons of my best friend, Leslie. I think you’ll like them. But first, let me fill you in on the Monday Mamas. You are right, Dylan, they are topless. But Miss Darlene — you remember your mom’s boss — sometimes she lets them work their shift in the nude.”
There was a momentary stunned silence.
Dylan “OMG!”
Tommy, “I hope, I hope, I hope.”
Mary smiled to herself.
Walking into Contrary Mary’s, she was surprised and a little touched. All of the other Monday Mamas were wearing opaque thongs. A small courtesy, a kindness, to allow Kelly to stand out. Sisterhood.
The twins were gobsmacked, heads turning, staring, as Mary led them to a corner booth. She sat down opposite them and said, “You guys been here before?”
“No ma’am.”
“No ma’am.”
“There’s only one dish on the menu, and it’s a good one. Cheeseburgers and fries.”
Dylan, “Outstanding.”
Tommy attempting to appear sophisticated, said, “Satisfactory.”
Their heads were constantly swiveling, taking in as many waitresses as they could see.
Then, Kelly came strolling into view, smiling broadly. Mary thought she was doing a pretty good job of hiding her nervousness. Well, she’d had a week to get used to the idea. Mary hadn’t told her not to wear a thong, and was pleased that she didn’t. Plus, she had added a pair of bright red heels that tightened her already taut butt. He nipples were erect and tilted up. Mary hoped that her new friend had fluffed for the boys.
They had been blindsided despite Mary’s earlier wardrobe-optional explanation. They stared, speechless. Kelly stood there, pink-cheeked, hands folded behind her butt. And used an obviously rehearsed greeting, “Hi, Dylan. Hi, Tommy.” She gestured down her body, “Since you already saw everything at Miss Kitty’s, I thought I’d give you boys another little treat.”
Dylan could hardly breath, “God, Mama.”
Tommy could only nod.
Both were unconsciously rubbing themselves. Seeing their awed reactions helped Kelly to unclench a bit. She began to visibly relax. She smiled, “Did you remember to thank Mary for treating you to breakfast this morning?”
Without tearing their eyes away, each mumbled, “Thank you, Miss Mary.”
Kelly, “Okay guys, I’ll bring out your chow. It is a school day.”
She had obviously thought her role out. The boys stared as she strutted to kitchen, then sashayed back with two baskets. “Here you go — we age the cheddar cheese 6-years in New Zealand.” As if they cared. “Fries coming right up.” An excuse to make a second trip.
“Here you go, sweeties. Oops — forgot your milk. Or would you prefer beer?” A small joke.
When they had gobbled down their breakfast — Kelly had stayed in their sight lines — working nearby tables — she came by for her encore. “Mary, I done screwed up.”
“How is that, dear?”
“I promised myself that I’d give the twins a treat this morning and work naked. But I completely forgot about my shoes.”
“Tsk Tsk.”
She put her right foot up on the bench beside Mary, causing the boys to gasp out loud at her even-more-exposed pussy. “Would you help me with this, Mary?”
They stared openly at the tiny, hairless slit. Like her face, it looked like it belonged on a preteen girl.
Mary managed to keep a straight face, and took her time with the buckle. Not blushing any longer, Kelly scooted over and put her left foot on Dylan’s thigh, “Would you do the honors, kind sir?”
The more the boys stared openly at her pussy, the more Kelly had to force herself not to giggle. Plus, even though they were her sons, all that rapt attention was a nice little ego boost. She left the shoes on the table and did a little pirouette for them.
Mary said, “Now that’s naked, right boys?”
Whispers, “Yes ma’am.”
Kelly, “Mary, I went to Wendy’s yesterday to have her do my pussy. How’d she do?”
Mary ran the back of her knuckles up and down, “Smooth as a baby’s butt. Check it out, boys.”
That startled, almost shocked Kelly, but the twins didn’t believe it was a real offer. They ‘knew’ that Mary was just kidding.
Kelly walked them to the front door and out into the sunlit porch. She acted like she’d just thought of something, “Say, Mary, how about you take a souvenir picture of us?”
“Good idea, hon.”
Kelly stood between her sons, arms over their shoulders, as Mary took several shots and a short video clip from various angles. The boys, bug-eyed, were still rubbing themselves. Kelly was biting her lip to keep from giggling.
The morning hadn’t been as lewd as Kelly’s debut at Miss Kitty’s, but to her sons, it had been even more awesome. She was so right there. And they were the only audience.
Kelly was relieved it was behind her. And, she had to admit that it not only hadn’t been horrible, she had gotten a little bit of a kick out of it by the end of their stay. But she did wonder what the scene would like when the three of them were alone in the house.
Oh well. She’d gotten up her nerve and done it. Besides the morning had been comparatively tame compared with what the twins had seen her do at Miss Kitty’s. But best of all, Darlene would hear of her little exhibition and should be pleased. Would be pleased. But that was a two-edged sword. Darlene would view this daring morning as merely one step on an unknown path.
Kelly had heard, and remembered, Darlene’s comments on the boys’ endowments. And, Kelly realized, yet again, that she, herself, was only one factor in Darlene’s plans.
Oh well — today was a success no matter how she looked at it.
In the car, on the way to John Lee, the twins had recovered their voices.
Dylan, “Thank you, Miss Mary, that was ... it was ... beyond anything I ... um, thank you.”
Tommy, “Yeah, Miss Mary ... it was ... you are ... I mean ... Mama...”
Dylan, “When will you send us the video?”
Tommy, “And pictures.”
“I’ll send everything to Kelly — she can decide if she wants to share.”
“Oh.”
“Oh.”
As she left them at the middle-school drop off, she said, “See you this afternoon.” And, she drove back to Contrary Mary’s. To congratulate Kelly, and to ascertain her state of mind.
She sat down in the same booth, and Kelly sat on the twins’ side. She smiled a little nervously at Mary, “Well?”
“Outstanding, honey — far better than I expected.”
“Well, I got through it.”
“The twins were still rubbing themselves all the way to school.”
Kelly frowned.
“That’s a positive, babe — you inspire them.”
“Oh sure — that’s what every mother wants. Her sons jacking-off to her.”
Mary spoke softly, “That’s what Darlene wants, dear.”
Kelly blushed and leaned back, “I know, Mary, I know. Sorry — I didn’t mean to sound ungrateful. It’s just ... well it’s a lot to take in, to get used to.”
“I know it is ... and again, don’t feel pressured. Take your time and proceed at your own pace.”
“Proceed that’s what I just heard. Keep things moving.”
“I know the idea is new and difficult for you. But just think of how easy this morning turned out to be. And, be honest, weren’t you enjoying yourself, there at the end?”
Kelly took the question literally. “I got to admit ... by the time I got to the naughtiest part — with my shoes — I had work to keep from laughing at their expressions.”
“What if they had followed up on my invitation to check out how smooth your pussy was?”
Although Kelly blushed, she wasn’t shocked at the question. She just shook her head, “I’m not ready for that yet.”
Mary smiled, “See?”
“See what?”
“You said yet.”
Kelly looked thoughtful, “Huh, I did, didn’t I?”
“Want another idea? An easy, no-contact idea?”
And that phrase, no-contact, became lodged in Kelly’s psyche. A possible escape route? A way to please Darlene without having to ... you know.
“What is it?”
“Have you seen that movie that was filmed here — ‘Son-Fuckers’?”
“Yeah. A few months ago. In Houma. With a couple of friends.”
“It’s still showing here at the Palace, right downtown. Darlene has them run it three times a day, seven days a week.”
“She has that kind of power?”
“Kelly, she not only runs the pussy in town, she runs Sausalito.”
“But she’s only ... what... 16?”
“Almost. But do not underestimate that little girl. She has a backbone of steel.”
Kelly just shook her head.
“So. ‘Son-Fuckers’. Darlene sets the first showing for half an hour after school let out every weekday. It’s free to everyone. She even has teachers encouraging their students to see it.”
“Really? Teachers?”
“Sure. And there are no age restrictions at the Palace.”
Kelly gazed at her new friend, “And you want me to take the twins to see it.”
“Not exactly — I’ll channel Darlene. I want you to want to take the twins to see it.” Mary made air quotes, “Even if you just let them watch it ... well, that’s a positive.”
Kelly finished the thought, “But if I take them, watch it with them ... it’s ... it’s much naughtier.”
Mary just smiled. Then said, “Speaking of ... I sent you today’s little video clip and photos from out on the porch.”
Kelly sighed, “And it’s up to me to share it with the boys. No, it’s up to me to watch it with them. And then share.” She shrugged, “Sure, I can do that — it’d be a lot easier than what I already went through this morning.”
“That’s the spirit.”
“I guess.”
“Say, do the twins know about the Blowjob Rooms?”
Kelly colored slightly, “I’m sure they do ... I mean the whole town knows.”
“I imagine they’re speculating about you and blowjobs. It would be an enlightening conversation to have with them.”
Kelly looked across the table at her new friend, “I’ll put that one in the Someday File. But I won’t forget it.”
“Good girl.”
Mary called her friend, Leslie Breaux, to set up the afternoon festivities with Kelly’s twin boys. But Leslie wasn’t going to be home. No problem — her 17-year-old daughter, Bonnie, said, “Sure, Mary, I get it. Moms and sons, sons and moms — Darlene. Nothing new there.”
They discussed the game plan; Mary had every confidence in Bonnie. Who told Mary, “Wally and Adam have to share a laptop, but that plays right into our hands. I’ll make sure the little fuckers stay home.”
As Mary drove the twins from John Lee to Leslie’s house, she laid the groundwork, “Wally and Adam are delightfully naughty little boys. Just like you, they love jacking-off to their mom.”
The twins were becoming more and more enamored of Mary. Not only had they seen her stark fucking naked and licking their mother, they had the video of it to enjoy whenever they could. And, unlike Kelly, Mary talked openly, candidly, about all things sexual. She was cool.
“When you watch the videos this afternoon, you’ll see that my friend, Leslie, has large pussy lips. Unlike your mother, who has a little girl’s pussy. Say, which type of cunt do you prefer?”
In unison, “Mom!”
Mary smiled, “Remember how hard she came that second time? When I was eating her.”
“YES!”
The boys, utterly unaware of it, were rubbing themselves.
At the Breaux’s house, Mary introduced Bonnie.
Bonnie, “Hello boys. These two fuckwads are my little brothers, Wally and Adam.”