Chapter 11

The small dining room was lighted solely by a brilliant array of candles. The effect of the candlelight reflecting on the ornate mirrors and the crystal, fine china, and silver was very festive. The storm was blasting away but it could not intrude on the gaiety of the surroundings. We were seated at the round table that was considerably smaller than the large dining room table in the formal dining room. My mother had picked well in using this more intimate room and setting, perfect for closeness and ideal for continuing a seduction. Everyone was very impressed. The setting was perfect. Carmella and Miguel had outdone themselves. They beamed as we paraded in and they heard the comments of my mother and her guests. Mother was sitting directly across from me with Ester on her right then my sister next to her. I was next, with Carla to my right and then Jennifer between Carla and my mother. The table was not large but we were not crowded, just cozy. It was also perfect for across table conversations. Everyone could easily see and hear everyone else. Everyone could also touch and fondle their seatmates under the table with no difficulty. I expected there would be a lot of thigh rubbing and caressing going on.

I helped seat all the ladies, absolutely amazed at the amount of cleavage and thigh showing in this room. My cock had been hard since the ladies had come down and I was sure it would not shrink until I had had Carla at least twice. Jennifer was telling us about the day. "I was shocked when the limousine drove up and a uniformed driver came to the door. I kind of expected... well I don't really know what I expected. And then when I got inside the car, I am greeted by Carol Stanhope, my girlhood idol, and three other beautiful women, which included Mrs. Jackson from school, and they were all drinking champagne! I was overwhelmed. It was the start of a fantasy day. Jamie, why didn't you tell me your mother was a film star?" She didn't give me a chance to reply before continuing her excited recollection. "I told Carol... er... Caroline, that I had seen all of her films and have all of them except one on DVD. I was just babbling away over lunch today about what wonderful, strong-women you played. I was in shock to think you are Jamie's mother. You were really not what I had expected!" I interrupted, "From the look you gave me when I suggested you borrow something from my mother to wear to the prom, you expected some dumpy old lady, right?" She blushed as everyone laughed.

Dinner was magnificent. Helga had cooked up a feast that excited all the senses. A different wine was served with each course. I noticed that my mother was drinking very little and refusing all refills as I was. As the meal progressed and the wine flowed, inhibitions relaxed. These women had spent the day together exposing their bodies and their secrets to each other and now they were very comfortable. Ester started in on school stories that had all of us in stitches and there was a great deal of laughter and exclamations of surprise when mother revealed that the "beautiful woman" who had greeted them at the spa was actually a man! The sexual tension in the room was very high. Jennifer ate little and rarely took her eyes off my mother. Mother's left hand was often below the tablecloth. I'm sure she was stroking Jennifer's thigh throughout the meal and maybe exploring further up under her white dress. Paula was constantly touching Ester and looked flushed from more than the wine. Carla joined in the storytelling and seemed to be relaxing and thoroughly enjoying herself. I was close enough to smell her delicious scent and to find any excuse to touch her hand or brush her leg with mine. She gave me several looks throughout dinner that held out a lot of promise for later.

Before dessert and coffee was served my mother proposed a toast. "This is to celebrate new beginnings", she said. "Congratulation and best wishes to Jennifer who just received notice of a swimming scholarship to UCLA." We all applauded. "To Jamie for his acceptance to Berkeley. To Paula who just got her first film part, without my influence, I might add!" She laughed as we applauded again. "Some other important changes include Ester. Ester will you make the announcement?" "I have decided to stay here in California and keep teaching... I am separating... no damn it, I'm divorcing that bastard, Jack!" We all sat there for a moment and then Carla said, "Good for you Ester! That broke the spell and we all took turns congratulating her on her soon to be freedom. Ester continued, "and Caroline has invited me to stay here until the divorce is finalized and I find a place on my own. Thank you Caroline." I applauded with the others, but was caught off guard. What would this mean for me? It looked like Ester and Paula were about to become an item. Oh well just go with the flow. If I knew Paula, Ester would need a shoulder to cry on in a very short time, and I would be close by. "Now, Carla has an announcement." Carla turned to me and said, "James when you come up to Berkeley this fall I want you to stay with me. Will you?" I was stunned. What a great idea. "Of course I will, I would be very happy to share your house!" I almost said "share your bed." Carla looked relieved and excited at the same time. I reached over and put an arm around her to give her a hug and a kiss. I let my other had casually drop to her lap. We both were surprised. My hand landed on bare stocking top and garter clip. Her front slit dress must have been gaping open under the table. At the same time I expected my kiss to land on her cheek. She met my lips with hers just as my hand made contact with her black nylon clad leg. We both jerked in surprise and perhaps passion. Her tongue darted quickly between by lips. I stroked her thigh. Carla let out a silent moan and leaned into me. Our breathing was heavy. Her hand covered mine under the table and kept it from moving higher. It was now resting on her bare thigh just above the stocking top.

At that moment Helga appeared with a flaming dessert. Carla and I were able to regain our composure somewhat, but my hand stayed put. Her hand released its grip and I begin stroking the smooth nylon from knee to stocking top. She moved her hand onto the bulge in my pants. We starred at each other. Her eyes were full of mischief and passion. Her leg was so smooth and warm through the nylon, I couldn't wait to have my hard cock in her, the feel of the sheer stretched nylon was making me crazy. It was also having an effect on her. Carla was panting in time with my strokes of her leg, and leaning in close to me. Her hand on my cock had become active, stroking me through my trousers. I think she was surprised by the size of my cock. "Just wait until I have it in your pussy," I thought.

Dessert was a festive event all in itself. Everyone was excited about the news and filled with good food and wine. Jennifer and my mother were giving each other smoldering looks, and occasionally Jennifer would give a little start as one of my mother's fingers would intrude into her secret place up under her dress. But this time all the help had been released for the night. I excused myself to make sure the living room was set up for after-dinner drinks and dancing. I made a detour to the bathroom. On the way I passed the French doors to the library. They were slightly ajar, and I heard, "Ohhh,... ohhh... oh... oh... no... no... Miguel... no... it's... tooooo... big... oh... ooohhhhhhhhh... Jes... us... I... can't... take... it... aaaaaaall. I opened the door and saw Miguel and Astrid silhouetted by the fire in the fireplace.

What an incredible sight. He was kneeling behind her. She was on her hands and knees with her blouse off and her young, pointy breasts swinging free, her skirt pulled up showing her stocking tops and garters. She still had her high-heeled pumps on and Miguel was trying to get his enormous cock into her pussy from behind. "Jeese" I thought, "His cock is bigger than mine!" He had succeeded in getting it in about half way and was stroking her pussy. Astrid had stopped her protests and was moaning in passion, while thrusting back at him. Slowly the huge prick was starting to go into her tight cunt. Astrid was loving every inch of it. Miguel's oversized cock glistened in the fire light with her pussy juice as her continued to stroke her. With every slow stroke more disappeared inside her. His cock must have been at least a foot long. Finally it was buried to the hilt and Astrid's arms collapsed. Now her sweet young ass was in the air, her pussy wide open and welcoming to Miguel who started the faster strokes that would bring them off. Astrid was really feeling the heat. "Christ Miguel... I'm... soooo... full... oh... oh... oh... fuck... me... fuck... me...". Miguel's brown hands were splayed across her stocking tops as he held her legs as he rode her. He was giving her powerful, quick thrusts, and she was meeting every one. Miguel was grunting with each stroke as he banged into her pussy. Faster and faster he pumped. I knew he must be close. I was stroking my cock through my trousers in time to their fucking. "Ughhhhhhh" he groaned as he started to come. Astrid thrust back at him in a frenzy, not wanting to be left behind. Miguel was groaning, and pumping, his cock was throbbing inside her as he filled this 18-year old cunt with his boiling spunk.

Astrid let out a "Aaaaaaaaaaaah... , aaaaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaaahhhhh" as she came. Her beautiful young ass thrust back harder and harder as if she could get more of Miguel's huge cock inside her. "Jes... us... I... I... I'm... cuuuummmmming... , cuumming... to... your... huge... cock!" Miguel was grasping her tits now pulling her back onto his cock, riding her like a stallion on a mare. Astrid was going crazy with lust. She just couldn't get enough of Miguel's cock that only minutes before had threatened to split her apart. Gasping and grunting, they collapsed on the rug. Miguel continued to stroke her, while her spasming pussy drained the last of his hot cum. No wonder all the girls were around Miguel all the time, he was hung like a horse! I stepped back out of the room and silently closed the door. God I was hot!

I headed down the darkened hallway and heard voices coming from the bathroom. The door was slightly ajar and I could make out that they belonged to Helga and Carmella. I stepped into the darkened formal dining room where I could observe without being seen. Carmella was saying, "no no no, Helga, stop it, I'm not interested!" The door opened suddenly and Carmella came out looking decidedly disheveled, followed by Helga. They were framed in the subdued light from the bathroom. Carmella was trying to tuck her blouse back into her skirt and also adjust her skirt. She looked like Helga had tried to rape her, and she was breathing hard. Helga was behind her and was trying to put her arms around her. Carmella kept pushing her hands away as Helga continued to try to hold her from behind. Helga said' "Oh please Carmella, can't you tell how much I want you?" Carmella just sighed. Helga went on, "You saw what that bastard of a husband of yours was doing to Astrid, and Jamie is just a boy. Plus you know he will be fucking his grandmother in his bed tonight. Do you want to go to bed alone? Do you?" Carmella stopped struggling and Helga's arms wrapped around her waist while Helga nuzzled her hair. Helga took advantage of her indecision and started kissing her neck. Carmella slowly turned to face her and raised her lips for the kiss she knew was coming. Helga said, "I just want to make you happy my lovely one, especially tonight," and tenderly kissed her. The effect on Carmella was dramatic, she grabbed Helga's head and pulled her to her so their tongues could get maximum penetration. Helga reached down and grabbed Carmella's pert, round ass and pulled her close. Their hips started grinding together as their tongues explored each other's mouths. They broke their kiss and Helga began kissing her neck, moving downward toward Carmella's heaving breasts. Helga's hands moved to the hem of Carmella's skirt and slid under it caressing her stocking-clad thighs. Carmella moaned and said, "Oooooh... yesssss..." as Helga's hands continued their upward journey, pulling up the skirt past her stocking tops as she continued her caress. What a view I had as they stood there in their passionate foreplay. Carmella pulled up Helga's skirt and rubbed her ass under the skirt. Their hips ground together even harder now as their passion built. "Oh... oh... oooooh... stop... teas... ing... meeee... put... them... in... side... meeeeeeee... aaaaaaaaahhhh" Carmella groaned as Helga's talented fingers found her clit and started the invasion of her cunt. "That's... it... that's... it... yesssssss!" Carmella leaned against the wall holding up her own skirt while Helga was jamming two fingers into her hot pussy, and with her other hand she guided Carmella's hand to her own throbbing clit. Helga moaned at Carmella's touch and moved forward to capture one of Carmella's hard nipples with her teeth. "Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh... yessssssss... oh... oh... keeeep... do... ing... thaaaat... keep... fuck... ing... me... oh... Jeee... sus... Hel... ga... keep... do... ing... oh... oh... oh... I... I... I'm... cuuummming!" Carmella's hips jerked and thrust against Helga's talented fingers as she cried out her orgasm. Helga covered Carmella's mouth again and kissed her passionately, her tongue all over Carmella's mouth. "Ohhhhhhhh" moaned Helga as Carmella's fingers entered her cunt and began to trust in time to Helga's own rhythm. "Carmella... Carmella... oh... yessss... yessss... now... anoth... er... fin... ger... in... meeeeee... oh... har... der... har... der!" She looked into Carmella's eyes. "I'm... go... ing... to... to..." And she mashed her mouth down on Carmella's once again as she came. They were writhing together, pressed against each other with one hand from each trapped between their bodies with three fingers inside each other's spasming cunts. I watched their exposed nylon clad legs, dance and quiver as they spent their passion. Their mutual orgasm subsided and Carmella leaned against Helga, their arms wrapped tightly around each other. They were gasping from the passion that had engulfed them. Their next kiss was very loving as they stood their pressed so hard together. Helga took Carmella by the hand and they disappeared into the darkened hallway toward Helga's room.