Camp Sunnyside
Copyright© 2026 by Paige Hawthorne
Chapter 18
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 18 - “No men. No clothes. No worries!” The newest project in Sausalito, Mississippi was a semi-luxury nudist resort called Camp Sunnyside. The brainchild of Darlene Pellerin, manager of Miss Kitty’s strip club, the safari-tent retreat was an invitation-only resort. The invitees? Young men and women and their Mothers. Sunnyside would soon become one of the most innovative, most daring projects, in that little town’s history. (Edited by Steven.)
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fiction Mother Son Brother Sister
Cindy walked into Nathan’s bedroom and was greeted by a broadly smiling Katie Guidry. Without saying a word, they melted into each other’s arms. Cindy, almost a head taller, bent down for their first kiss.
Then, Cindy sat down in Nathan’s desk chair, and Katie sat on her lap, “Well, how’s your mother feeling now?”
“I think we kin have a lot of fun with her. Well, once you an’ Nathan get her heated up.”
“Goodie. Let’s see what he’s gotten up to.”
For her part, Cindy didn’t feel the slightest twinge of guilt for conspiring with Mrs. G. to seduce her mother. Despite Allison’s initial protestations, Cindy knew she was a gutsy, fun-loving girl. Yeah, because Nathan was so young and so tiny, they would be infringing on her mother’s comfort zone. But in the end, Cindy was pretty confident that the woman would end up in a positive mood.
She loved her mother, and admired her. Even when Allison, herself, wasn’t sure about something, Cindy was always positive, always encouraging.
Nathan climbed up on his mother’s bed, stood on his knees, and held out his arms to Mrs. Melancon. Katie had assured him that that position would put him within comfortable kissing range.
The second that his tongue sought hers out, Allison relaxed even more, back into familiar territory. She put her palms on his tiny butt and drew him close against her body.
Allison and Cindy walked in, and smiled at each other — so far, so good.
Nathan drew back an inch, “Mrs. Melancon, I’m about to pop.”
Katie winked at Allison, “Let’s not waste it.”
Cindy had described the video to her, so when Nathan rolled back on his shoulders, the position felt almost familiar to her. Although it would be the first time she had ever seen a boy suck himself off in person.
Cindy, ‘Guide him in, Mama.”
“Huh? Oh. Acourse.”
She gently pulled his erection away from his torso, and guided the head into his mouth. Katie handed Allison her cell, “We have you on a continuous loop.”
Allison glanced at the clip showing her necking with Chuckie, and giggled as she held it so that Nathan could see it clearly. He stared at the video while she stared at him as his cock steadily disappeared into his mouth.
Katie moved behind Allison and slipped her hand between the woman’s thighs. Still staring at Nathan, Allison inched her feet further apart as Katie’s middle finger found her clit.
Cindy winked at Mrs. G.
Katie had told her son, “If she lets me finger-fuck her, try not to cum until she’s in heat.”
Katie wanted her right on the brink, if she could manage to judge it well enough. Then Nathan, because he sensed it was time, or because he couldn’t hold back, moved his body so that only a couple of inches were in his mouth.
Allison, Cindy, and Katie could clearly see the visible part of his cock pulsing wildly as he spouted into his mouth.
Moving smoothly, full of confidence, Katie lay Allison on her back beside Nathan. Who opened his mouth to show the room his cum-coated tongue, before lying down on Mrs. Melancon. Fully into the moment, she opened her mouth wide, and strained up to meet him.
As instructed, the second his tongue touched hers, his middle finger entered her still moist pussy. For a moment, Allison thought it was Katie again, but quickly realized how tiny this finger was.
Allison had just a moment of resentment —- who did Nathan think she was? But a strange sensation, no, more of a dawning awareness took over. She realized that the boy wasn’t over-eager, wasn’t rough and clumsy in his haste.
And, in that instant she thought, “Katie!” Obviously, she had let her son practice on her, learn his way around her pussy. That awareness instantly removed the last of Allison’s misgivings. Sure, Nathan was underage. Yeah, she herself was married.
But at least Allison wasn’t going as far as Katie had. Allison wasn’t letting her own son finger-fuck her. With her mouth full of cum, Allison relaxed, and began to enjoy the ever-building pleasure-sensations. Nathan was still working his tongue against hers as his finger got her closer and closer.
When it hit, Allison moaned into his mouth, as her body relaxed. Then she heard her daughter say, “Mama.”
Oh, yeah. She rolled over onto Nathan and cheerfully returned his cum.
Cindy’s turn. She lay down next to her mother as Nathan tongued his cum into her mouth.
Unplanned, but it just felt natural, Katie lay down so that Cindy could roll on top of her. Allison, Cindy, and Katie, herself, thought it appropriate that Nathan’s cum ended up in his mother’s mouth as its final destination.
It had been an afternoon of firsts. Allison’s first snowballing with a boy that young. Her first time in letting a boy that young make her cum.
Cindy’s first-ever snowball event.
The first time that Katie had kissed, let alone snowballed Cindy.
And, Nathan’s first time with Mrs. Melancon on a number of levels.
Allison and Nathan showered first. Then, Cindy and Katie. The pairing off was official.
The four of them, still nude, sat down at Katie’s kitchen table for champagne and snacks. Nathan was erect again, and Allison still had a glow about her.
Allison smiled, a little wanly, at the boy, “So, did Katie teach you about her pussy?”
“Yes ma’am. She was hoping ... I was hoping ... well, we both were hoping that I could ... that you would enjoy it.”
Allison, he was pretty sure, wasn’t upset. “So, she gave you lessons on how to seduce me?”
Katie was proud of his response, “No ma’am, not so much that. More how to please you, try to make you feel good.”
“Try to make me cum.”
Again, Katie marveled at his aplomb, “Well, partly that, yes. But more, to ... um, make sure you were okay? Comfortable? In your mind?”
“Huh.”
Katie patted Allison’s hand. She was a touchy-feely girl, “Honey, yeah, you’re right. I had him practicing all week.” She winked, “Jess for you.”
“Well ... I’m not sure to be flattered or annoyed.”
“Babe, mostly he practiced oral. Maybe then you kin decide to be flattered.”
Allison was both startled and titillated, “You actually let him lick your pussy? Your own son?”
Completely at ease, “Allison, I didn’t jess let him. I got him to the point where Ineededit.”
Cindy laughed, “You’re toast, Mama.”
Allison was still staring at Katie, “No lie?”
Katie looked at her thoughtfully, “Babe, I don’t know if it will be anywhere near as good for you. See, I taught him to know my body, my pussy, my clit, my ... my needs.”
“Show me.” Allison hadn’t spoken in disbelief, nor did she give out a hint of resentment that Katie had been so presumptuous.
“Love to.”
Both Allison and Cindy noted the easy manner between the two of them. Nathan didn’t seem overly-excited. In fact, he was exhibiting a quiet sense of confidence as he necked with his mother, licked his way down her body, and skillfully began to do his magic.
Katie looked serene as she lay back, calmly looking Allison in the eye as her son used his mouth, tongue, and fingers on her pussy. Allison felt her own nipples harden, felt a moistness between her thighs. She had no interest in anything remotely like this with her own son, but there was no denying how hot the scene was to her.
It was sex, sure, but so much more. The taboo, the forbidden, the very illegality turned Allison on. In the back of her mind she remembered that Cindy had committed her to jacking Chuckie off, but that seemed like such a minor kindness ... nothing like what she was watching right now.
That Katie climaxed quickly wasn’t in doubt. Cindy and Allison were unconsciously fingering themselves as Nathan brought his mother to a second orgasm, then the third and most intense.
The two of them, mother and son showered. Back in the kitchen, Cindy was dressed. She winked at Katie, “Feed me, Mrs. G. Contrary Mary’s.”
A couple of minutes later, as they were leaving, Katie winked at Allison, “When it’s time, he loves to cum in my mouth.”
Cindy noted that her mother just shrugged. Allison sucking Nathan off was no biggie, not by this time.
Propped up on pillows in Katie’s bed, Nathan was snuggling comfortably with Mrs. Melancon. She asked him directly, “Did she fuck you?”
“No ma’am.”
“Did you guys talk about it?”
“Jess a little. She tole me she wasn’t ready, an’ didn’t know if she ever would be.”
“Huh.” She was idly tracing a fingernail over his tiny nipple. She felt a genuine comfort in being alone with him. In knowing that Chuckie was at a sleepover.
“Mrs. Melancon?”
“Yes, baby.”
“Up there on that stage, you looked like ... well, could you have cum?”
Allison felt so relaxed, so open, she didn’t see any need to obfuscate. “Yeah, Nathan, I could have. I liked being naked in front of all those people. I liked how sexy I looked. And felt. And, I’ve always liked making out. More with other girls than boys. They’re just better at it. But even though it was Chuckie, it did turn me on. So, yeah, I coulda cum, but it wouldn’t have been fair to him. He was on the verge too.”
She found the gentle, rambling conversation to be an easy one. She found herself opening up, sharing her past adventures, her current fantasies ... her life.
Allison was aware that Cindy and Katie would be returning, but she was now so relaxed with Nathan that she realized she didn’t care if they watched her get eaten. And, there was no question in her mind that she would allow him full access. Well, maybe notcompletelyfull, but she was honestly curious how good he would be.
She thought, “I might not cum as hard and as often as Katie, because she and Nathan have that special thing going between them. But if he’s anywhere near as good with his mouth as his fingers, I should be fine.”
Allison was unaware of how extraordinary her line of thinking would have seemed to her just the day before. She wasn’t thinking about whether she would let him. No, her only concern was the depth of her own pleasure.
In any case, she was feeling a comfortable lassitude. Once she had snowballed with him, once he made her cum that first time ... well, there was no hurry.
When Nathan himself took the initiative, Allison was calmly receptive. A gentle kiss that heated up. Licking and sucking her nipples as he feathered her clit adroitly.
Then lying on his tummy, he placed her thighs over his slender little shoulders, and buried his tongue inside her. After a few moments of enjoying 100% of his attention, Allison thought, “This boy knows exactly what he’s doing.”
His pacing seemed to be a controlled eagerness. He was obviously hungry for her, but not to the point of forgetting to give her what she was craving so much.
While he was nowhere close to being as talented as a couple of her girlfriends, she had to admit that Katie had taught him well. In fact, hewasbetter than any guy she’d experienced.
After a while, after giving her two soft orgasms, he seemed to sense what her body craved. She didn’t want toe-curling, screaming climaxes. Without telling him, he somehow knew enough to keep her on a gentle high. Giving her sweet relief from time to time. A release that wasn’t quite an orgasm, but was a noticeable peak.
Allison was aware that Cindy and Katie had returned, and had watched them for a while, but she literally didn’t care whether they were there. She was in a state of almost restful bliss.
When Chuckie Melancon and his best pal, Theo Lafayette, first started jerking off together, Theo’s mother, Nancy, went over to Allison’s house for a glass of wine and to exchange gossip.
After visiting for a few minutes, Nancy brought the subject of their sons up, “I don’t mind, me. I mean, Theo’s at that age — he’s gonna jack-off by himself or with a buddy. But, what do you think about their ... um, new setup?”
Allison laughed, “Oh, honey, I turned Chuckie over to Cindy, two, three years ago.” Allison shrugged, “She tells him what to do, what not to do — she’s his mother now. Far as I’m concerned.”
“He actually does what his younger sister says?”
“She may be younger in years, but she has a will of iron, that little girl. If you wanna know anything about what Theo and Chuckie are getting up to ... jess ask Cindy.”
“Theo too?”
“Acourse. An’ I’m not talking jess about sex stuff — she keeps those boys in line — homework, chores, bedtimes, you name it.”
“Huh. I noticed that Theo has been better lately. Not so sassy, nicer to his sisters.” Nancy lowered her voice, “Do you know if they’re jess masturbating together? Or, do you think they might, you know, do each other?”
“I have no idea, none. But if you’re curious, jess ask Cindy — she’ll know.” Nancy could tell — as much from Allison’s tone as her words that she didn’t really care about whatever sexual fun and games her son was getting up to. Which meant that Cindy actually was fully in charge of her older brother. Interesting.
The next day, Nancy did call on the 14-year-old girl, “Hon, I got me some questions about what Theo an’ Chuckie are getting up to. You know, when they’re alone.”
Cindy topped off their wine glasses and smiled fondly, “They’re basically good boys, both of them. I had to straighten out a few things, but they’re trying to do the right thing now.”
Over the next few weeks, Linda found herself talking with Cindy two or three times a week. In person or over the phone. Eventually, Linda realized it was just like two typical mothers discussing their kids.
She asked Cindy, “Any concerns about how many sleepovers they’re having?”
“Not really. You?”
“Well not me, but their father ... see, Emile got a little concerned about Theo maybe being gay?”
Cindy nodded, “I kin understand that.”
Nancy winked, “Well, that’s not an issue anymore. Thanks to your mother.”
“Oh?”
“The Little Mr. Sausalito contest. The way Allison practically creamed when she was kissing Chuckie.”
City laughed, “She tole me she was jess about to cum, but Chuckie was so close to losing it, she pulled away. Say, you an’ Theo will be in next year’s pageant, right?” He had been two weeks too young to compete this year.
“Yeah, and that’s what I tole Emile too. If he still needs any proof that Theo likes girls, jess wait ‘til I git my hands on the boy.”
Since Theo’s grades were steady, and he was mostly pleasant around the house, Nancy came to the same conclusion that Allison had — let Cindy be in charge of the boys.
When she was visiting Cindy, she noticed, with rapidly diminishing surprise, how obedient they had become. And, she was impressed with how calmly Cindy spoke to them — never angry, never raising her voice.
One afternoon when Nancy was visiting with Cindy over a pitcher of margaritas, Cindy texted her brother. She winked at Nancy, “Show and tell.”
The boys, naked and erect, came into the kitchen. Masking her surprise, Nancy could tell this wasn’t a rare occurrence in Cindy’s house. Theo, nude in front of his mother for the first time, was blushing and staring down at the floor.
Chuckie, delighted to be seen by Mrs. Lafayette, was grinning widely.
Nancy had seen those Miss-Kitty clips of her son and Chuckie, so she was familiar with what they looked like. But still, it seemed a bit surreal in real life, in that sunny kitchen.
Cindy poured Nancy and her refills, then winked at her brother, “You first.”
Chuckie’s grin grew even wider, “Yes ma’am.” He poured lotion into the palm of his hand.
As he reached for Theo’s erection, Nancy noticed that he held a little white towel in his left hand. No mystery there. She watched her son as he was being stroked. The poor boy looked miserable — he kept glancing at her, then darting his eyes away. Nancy wanted to tell him something, but wasn’t sure what.
Cindy spoke softly, fondly, “Theo.”
“Huh?”
“Look at your mother.”
Reluctantly he forced himself to meet her now-amused gaze.
“Theo, does she look upset? Angry? Mad?”
“Uh ... no, I guess not.”
“Mrs. L., tell Theo that it’s okay. You understand that little boys have strong urges.”
Nancy colored just a little bit, but she understood that Cindy was right, was offering a small kindness to Theo.
Her son was now staring at her, a mixture of concern and curiosity.
Nancy chose her words carefully, understanding that they would leave a strong impression on him. She smiled, and nodded at Chuckie’s hand on her son’s erection, “It looks like that feels really good.”
Theo nodded hesitantly.
“Cindy is right, honey ... it’s just human nature. Little boys at your age are full of hormones. You need ... your body needs relief.” She winked, “More than once a day, I’d imagine.”
Another nod.
“So, I not only approve of this, I encourage it.” She thought for a moment, “In fact, if Cindy tells you to do something, it’s just the same as if I’m telling you.”
“Really?”
As Nancy crossed her heart, she could see her son beginning to relax physically and emotionally.
Chuckie, the voice of wisdom, said, “He’s close, Cindy.”
“Good work.”
The three of them smiled at Theo as, eyes closed, head now tilted up toward the ceiling, began spurting into the towel. Nancy felt a sudden maternal fondness for her only boy — his face was almost rapturous.
Cindy had the boys sit down, and poured them apple juice. She spoke conversationally, “Mrs. L., I haven’t decided when I’m going to have them start sucking each other off yet. I’ll let ‘em get used to this first. But you boys will be snowballing cum pretty soon, right?”
“Yes ma’am.”
“Yes ma’am.”
Nancy noticed that Theo blushed slightly, but his cheeks had gotten only a little pink.
Cindy, “Unless you have any concerns, Mrs. L.”
Nancy looked directly at her son, who no longer looked so miserable. “You still like girls don’t you?”
“Acourse. A lot!”
“I thought so. So, when Cindy says it’s time, go ahead and give each other head.” She winked, “I’ve been told it feels a lot better than a handjob.”
Nancy was amused, and even pleased, to see Theo was now erect again. She, herself, was a little aroused. Not at the sight of her naked son, it wasn’t that. But there was a certain energy in that kitchen — two erect boys. Both so willing, if not eager, to obey Cindy.
Nancy was now openly studying Chuckie and Theo. Was remembering how worked up Allison had gotten when she kissed her son. She looked at Theo’s expectant face, his full lips. Unconsciously, Nancy licked her own lips.
She felt Cindy looking at her. That little girl didn’t miss much. Cindy winked, and Nancy felt her cheeks getting warm. But her mind flashed back on Allison and Chuckie. Nancy thought, “I could kiss Chuckie like that right now. I really could.”
Then her gaze drifted back to her son. He was looking at her with love in his expression. Love and ... was that a hint of mischief?
A few days later, Chuckie and Theo, naked, holding hands, walked past Allison and knocked on Cindy’s bedroom door.
Allison smiled to herself. Cindy just breezed into Chuckie’s room whenever she wanted. In fact, she no longer allowed him to close his bedroom door. Chuckie would no sooner enter his sister’s room without permission than he’d jump off the roof of their house.
Cindy looked into Chuckie’s eyes and nodded to herself, “You’re ready.”
To suck each other off. Cindy could tell that while they were both a little nervous, there was a hint of anticipation in their expressions. And, another good sign, they were throbbingly erect.
“Yes ma’am.”
“Your cameras set up?”
Theo, “Yes ma’am, both of them.”
“C’mon, Mama, you wanna watch their first time, right?”
Allison shrugged, “Sure.” As far as she was concerned, Chuckie was Cindy’s boy. And had been for some time. She checked his homework, assigned chores, ruled his social life. And, of course his sex life.
Cindy, “Theo, have you called your mom yet?”
“No ma’am, I was waiting for you.”
“Hop to it.”
A few minutes later, Nancy, Allison, and Cindy were seated around Chuckie’s bed as casually as they would be in a movie theater.
Chuckie lay down on Theo, and they kissed and kissed. Allison and Nancy were surprised at both the duration and the intensity. The kiss went on and on, then Theo moaned in pleasure.
After a while, Chuckie licked his way south and was soon sucking his first cock. Cindy nudged her mother, who nodded. Chuckie had his eyes closed in concentration, and his erection was pulsating as hard as ever.
Nancy was studying her son’s face as closely as she was observing the action.
Not surprisingly, Theo didn’t last long.
Chuckie, his cheeks red either from embarrassment or excitement, perhaps both, turned to Cindy, and opened his mouth to show her. She smiled fondly at her obedient older brother.
The boys, looking as if they were snowball veterans, took turns on top as they shared Theo’s cum.
Allison waited until Theo began sucking Chuckie to leave. She winked at her daughter, “Good work.”
Nancy was again concentrating on Theo as the boys broke new ground. Once again she felt a jolt of maternal pride as his cock stirred back to life while he was working on Chuckie.
Later, after Chuckie had shot off, and they had snowballed, the boys looked to Cindy. There was genuine warmth in her smile, “I’m proud of you, both of you. Now neck with each other until you’re hard again.”
“Yes ma’am.”
“Yes ma’am.”
She and Nancy went into the kitchen for wine. Nancy was in a contemplative mood, “It was odd — it turned me on, but not in a way I might have expected.”
“Oh?”
“I mean, acourse it was sexy. Watching two naked little boys get so naughty with each other. But it was more than that.”
“Like what?”
“I’m not sure. But I think it might have had something to do with their ... their subservience. Like they might have thought it took any gay-stigma away because they were jess doing what they were told to do.”
Cindy, so astute for her age, said, “That’s the boys, Mrs. L. That doesn’t explain you ... how you got heated up yourself.”
Nancy showed no embarrassment at the personal observation, “No, but I think it might be related. I guess I kinda enjoyed how obedient they are, how they kept looking to you for approval.” She thought some more about it, “Maybe in the back of my mind I was thinking ... oh, I don’t know. Maybe deep down I was imagining that I could get them to do what I wanted too.” She shrugged, still puzzled.
Cindy gazed at her speculatively. She spoke thoughtfully, “You kin, Mrs. L. For instance, you could spend the night here. An’ I could give you Chuckie to play with. Or Theo. Or both of them.”
Nancy started to respond, then closed her mouth. Huh.
Cindy did a rough video edit of their first cocksucking session, and sent it to the boys. Along with a link to people they were to forward it to.
Nancy and Cindy, and both boys, were sitting around the kitchen table, two of them still in the nude. This time, because sucking cock had been so much more intimate, felt that same tingle, but it was matched by a feeling of ... comfort. She had known both boys all of their lives, but she was now thinking about them in an entiancyrely new light.
Coming back to the present, Nancy thought that the distribution links Cindy had sent them might be even naughtier than the act itself.
The boys were to forward the clip to all of their friends — boys and girls — in their Contacts folder. And, to as many of their mothers as Cindy could find. Of course to Nancy and her two daughters. To all of the boys’ female teachers, current and past. To Missy Champlain for Darlene’s video library. To the Melancon’ and Lafayette’s neighbors. To Theo’s Sunday school teacher and choir mistress. He was an alter boy.
Nancy kept a straight face as the boys scrolled through the lists. She read concern, embarrassment, even shock in their expressions. But neither boy hesitated.
Cindy smiled, “Theo.”
“Yes ma’am?”
“When you’re home, any time your mother wants to watch you, or you an’ Chuckie, what are you gonna do?”
He looked at her, astonished at the self-evident question, “Why, let her watch, acourse.”
“An’ your mama’s friends?”
“Acourse.”
Nancy understood that there was no need to spell things out any more clearly. From now on, at her house, the boys were to be available for her viewing pleasure.
She turned to look directly at Cindy. The little girl conveyed so much in just an understanding glance. Viewing the boys wasn’t the only pleasure that would be available to Nance. She mouthed a silent thank-you to Cindy.
The boys had observed the interplay, and glanced at each other. They, too, understood the new rules at Nancy’s house. Who, Nancy, was now openly looking the naked boys up and down as she considered the possibilities.
That night after Nancy and Theo had gone home, Chuckie asked, “Mama, when are you gonna ... I mean ... you know...?” He made a fist and stroked it up and down. The Cindy-promised handjob from his mother.
Allison was clearly startled, “What? Why in the world are you asking me?”
Implied: You belong to your sister — lock, stock, and barrel. Chuckie blushed, embarrassed at his obvious blunder.
Cindy Melancon, was barely 14, but she was gradually becoming aware of her own ability to influence not just little boys, but mothers as well. She had been pleased with how easily Mrs. L. had adjusted to the sight of her naked son. Then, to the mutual masturbation. By the time they were sucking cock, Mrs. L. had become more than just an interested spectator.
Cindy could tell that the woman’s imagination was roaming free. So, Cindy, whose mindset mirrored Miss Champlain’s took the next logical step. She invited Mrs. L. and Theo over on a Sunday morning right after they returned from mass. And, when Allison, her husband, and Chuckie were up in Jackson visiting Allison’s aunt and uncle.
Nancy was a little startled, but more curious than anything, when she realize it was just the three of them.
In Cindy’s sunny kitchen — two champagnes and one apple juice. Cindy just glanced at Theo, who immediately said, “Yes ma’am.” As he stripped off his Sunday clothes, Cindy noted that Mrs. L. showed neither surprise nor concern. In fact, she smiled when she saw his immediate erection.
Cindy winked, “Have you had him do anything at home yet?”
She smiled fondly at her son, “Not yet.”
Because he hadn’t been told otherwise, Theo just stood there in the slanting sunlight.
Cindy spoke thoughtfully, as if an idea had occurred to her, “Mrs. L., I’m curious how fast Theo can cum — twice.”
The woman giggled.
Cindy pointed to the kitchen clock, “Theo, when the second hand gets to 12, you start jerking-off.”
“Yes ma’am.” He was grinning as widely as his mother.
“Mrs. L., I’ll be back in about half an hour.” She placed the woman’s cell on a little stand, the camera aiming at Theo.
Nancy knew exactly what the little girl was up to — Cindy wanted her to be alone with her son while he jerked off. Twice. And, Nancy not only knew what Cindy wanted, she knewwhy.
This would encourage her to fool around with her son at home. Which, the mood she was in these days was not a completely negative feeling.
When Cindy left, Nancy was checking the camera angle while Theo was staring up at the kitchen clock.
Cindy was gone for more than an hour, but she did call, “How’s it going, Mrs. L.?”
“Fine. Fourteen minutes.” To cum twice.
“Let me talk to him, please.”
Nancy watched her son as he listened intently to the boss. Nancy kept a straight face as Theo looked at her chest, “I can’t tell.”
Nancy laughed, “Tell Cindy that I am wearing a bra. Sorry. And panties too.”
Theo, his face a mixture of uncertainty and hope, said, “Well, I kin ask her.”
Not a difficult conversation to decipher. Nancy didn’t wait — she stood up, reached under her snow-white tee, and unclasped her bra. Then she slid her panties down and tossed them on the table too.
“She did it!” He handed the cell back to his mother.
Cindy, “Is he hard yet?”
Nancy laughed, “Holy fuck, he’s getting there. Wow.”
Sausalito’s Fourth of July parade had been an annual event for over a hundred years. Back then, shank’s mare and real horses had been the modes of transportation. But even then the parade was more of a party than a patriotic celebration.
The truth was, and is still, that the good citizens didn’t pay much attention to the state of Mississippi, let alone the country. Sausalito was isolated, independent, Cajun, and ready to laissez les bons temps roule.