Chapter 6

"Mom! Mom, I'm home!" Greg called out from the living room as he ran into the house.

"Hi, honey," Anna said as she felt her snatch spasm at the sound of her son's voice. "I'm here in the kitchen making up some sandwiches for the boys." "They're not going to need much food when the action starts," he said, walking slowly up behind her and cupping his hands around her well-rounded butt.

"Hey, stop it!" Anna giggled as she turned around from the kitchen sink and threw her arms around her son's shoulders.

"Mmmmm, firm tits," Greg said huskily as he reached up and squeezed his mother's boobs gently.

"How well do you know Kip Golden?" Anna asked, changing the subject abruptly as she pushed Greg away and turned around to finish up making the snacks.

"Oh, pretty well, I guess," Greg said, shrugging his shoulders and walking back into the living room.

"His father was here this afternoon," Anna said, putting down the slicing knife and following her son through the kitchen doorway.

"Oh? Kip's always said that his dad's had the hots for you," Greg said off-handedly as he sat down on the couch.

Anna flushed red when she heard Greg talk about Anna Golden that way.

"Ah-hah!" her son said, laughing loudly and slapping his knee. "So old man Golden managed to score with you!" "Don't talk like that!" Anna said in irritation as she thought about the news Anna had brought with him.

"Sorry, Mom," Greg said, getting up and walking over to his mother. He embraced her gently as she leaned her head on his right shoulder.

"I don't want news of what we're doing to reach him-not just yet, anyway. I don't know how he'd react to it. I'm afraid that Kip would tell him if we include him tonight." Greg pulled away from his mother and paced the living-room floor slowly.

"I don't think we'll have any problem," he finally said. "Kip and his dad aren't all that close. You know, he always blamed his dad for the divorce, even though it was really his mother's whoring around that brought it on. I don't think we'll have any problem. Besides, you wouldn't want to deal him out. If you think I've got a big cock, you should see Kip's!" Anna felt her pussy contract at what her son suggested. If his friend's dick was that big and fantastic, Anna hated to count him out just because of a few fears.

"Well, on second thought-" she began.

"That's better," Greg said as he headed for his bedroom. "I'd better get ready. The guys are coming over in an hour." Just as Greg disappeared into his room, Anna heard the front doorbell ring.

"Oh, Chet! You're a little early," Anna said as she stared at the chaplain's bulging crotch. Behind him were Hilda, Grace and Marie. Anna wondered what the four of them had been doing in the car before they got there. She saw a large wet stain just below his zipper and guessed what had been going on.

"Thought we'd get here before the boys," the chaplain said, smiling as he walked into the living room.

Anna greeted the women warmly. She especially hugged Marie Moore tightly, wishing that she could strangle the bitch in front of everyone there.

"When are they coming?" Hilda asked, giggling nervously as she looked hungrily at Chet's crotch.

"In about an hour," Anna said as she signaled to Chet that she wanted to talk to him alone.

"What's up?" he asked as the other women scrambled into the kitchen for some coffee.

"Paul's C.O. was over here this afternoon. He told me that Marie and my husband are having an affair!" she whispered softly.

Chet raised his eyebrows and shrugged. "So?" "So? I want to get back at that bitch!" Anna said angrily as she clenched her fists tightly together.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Chet said, slowly running his hands up and down her thighs. Anna closed her eyes and gave in to the hot feeling that was growing between her legs. She wasn't wearing a bra or panties that evening. Chet could see that easily. Her nipples poked angrily against the thin cotton material of her white blouse, and the crotch of her slacks was growing darker, stained by hot cunt juice that was oozing out from between her swelling labes. "You're not exactly the picture of fidelity," the chaplain said, laughing softly.

"This is different!" Anna said as she pulled away from Chet's grip.

The chaplain sighed and looked steadily at her. "Well, what do you want me to do?" he finally asked.

"I'm not sure yet," Anna said as she set her teeth firmly together. "But I'm going to make her pay for the trouble she's causing me." "I'll do what I can," Chet said quietly as the three women came back into the living room.

"Is everybody ready?" Anna asked.

"I'm a little nervous," Grace Hoover giggled excitedly. "I don't think I've ever felt this kind of excitement before. All those young boys.

"We don't even know how they'll react," Marie Moore said a little apprehensively.

That bitch! Anna thought to herself. That woman was fucking her husband, and here she was, pretending to be Little Miss Prim and Proper. Anna hoped that one of the boys was an S & M freak.

She knew just the candidate for the rack.

"Hey, Mom, some of the guys are coming over now!" Greg shouted from his bedroom.

"Just like kids. Around whenever you don't want them," Chet said under his breath. "All right, just everybody follow my lead. Let them have their meeting first. We'll be in the kitchen. Just listen to me and follow what I tell you to do," he said quickly as Anna ran to open the front door.

"Good evening, Kip," Anna said as the commander's son walked in and nodded hello to everyone. She felt her eyes drop automatically to the boy's crotch. She wondered if what her son said about Kip's prick was right. He was a tall, slender boy with an innocent, almost babyish face. His build and looks certainly didn't go along with her idea of what a man with a big cock looked like. Then again, Nature likes to play funny tricks. She'd find out soon whether or not Greg was telling the truth about Kip Golden.

"Well, ladies, we'd better adjourn to the kitchen and let these boys hold their meeting," Chet said as Greg walked out of the hallway and into the living room.

Anna stayed behind for a while, greeting the boys as they came in and bringing in the snacks. There were seven there, including her son. That made eight cocks in her house that evening-two for each bitch under her roof.

"Okay, Mom. You can go into the kitchen now," Greg whispered in her ear, nibbling her left lobe as she started to turn.

"How many there?" Chet asked her as she walked into the kitchen.

"Seven," Anna said, looking at the women to see their reactions to her news. They all brightened.

"Not bad," Chet said, rolling his eyes up as he thought out his plan. "That's two cocks for each of you. Maybe after tonight you'll spread the word to friends you know who'd be interested." "Ohhh, that might be fun," Grace said, licking her lower lip nervously, "but how do we get started tonight?" "That'll be Anna's job," Chet said as he reached for Grace's purse. He opened it and took out a ten-inch long, two-inch thick plastic dong.

Anna's eyes widened as she watched Chet turn the base of the pseudo-cock. A loud, buzzing sound filled the kitchen as the five of them watched the dildo vibrate furiously.

"And what am I supposed to do with that?" Anna asked curiously as she watched the instrument quiver in the chaplain's hands.

"Hide this somewhere as you go out into the living room," Chet began.

"Flop your tits around. Rub against one of the boys. I don't care which one." Anna thought of Kip Golden and smiled secretly to herself.

"Then make some excuse and go into your bedroom. Strip down and start fucking yourself with this thing. Then I'll tell one of the boys to go look for you-that we need you. As soon as he gets near your bedroom, that buzzing sound should attract him. He'll walk in and, well, then it's up to you," Chet said, winking slyly at her.

"So, even if I get it on with whoever walks in, where do the rest of you fit in?" Anna asked, feeling her cunt muscles contract as she looked at the vibrating, buzzing dildo.

"When the two of you don't come out, I'll send in another boy-two if necessary. That'll get the action going. When we get about half of them interested in what's going on in the bedroom, the rest of us will come out. Maybe we'll be naked. By that time, Greg and I will have them so hopped up for cunt they won't ask any questions," Chet said, smacking his lips with anticipation as he turned off the buzzing plastic dick and handed it to Anna.

"I might as well get started," Anna said, sighing deeply as she took the dildo and put it back in Grace's purse. "I've got nowhere to hide this, and I'll be damned if I'm going to stick it up my twat and walk in there," she said over her shoulder as she moved out of the kitchen, Grace's purse in her hand.

Greg was outlining the coming sea cruise that they were all going to go on shortly. She stopped and watched her son before she continued carrying out her plan of action. He was a forceful leader, intelligent, yet now intimidating to the rest of the boys. She felt her heart and cunt throb at the same time.

"Hurry up!" she heard Chet whisper loudly from the kitchen doorway.

Anna inhaled sharply and pretended to be straightening up the living room as she worked her way closer and closer to Kip Golden. The boy pretended to be ignoring her. But Anna saw that he was eyeing her tits as they swayed and bounced together under her loose-fitting cotton blouse. Anna spotted an empty pretzel bowl next to the commander's son. What a perfect opportunity to get next to him.

"Now, Jim and Ken will be second and third in command respectively... " Greg continued on as Anna inched closer to Kip.

"Excuse me," she whispered huskily in Kip's ear as she bent down to grab the empty bowl. At the same time Anna shifted around so that the boy could have a close look at her big tits swinging loosely around in her blouse if he wanted to. She saw him shift his eyes to the opening of her blouse and leave them there for several seconds. As she picked up the bowl, Anna leaned slightly to the left and brushed her boobs lightly against the right side of Kip's face. She almost laughed out loud when she saw the boy flush a deep red.

As she placed the bowl on the end table next to the couch, Anna saw Chet sticking his head out of the kitchen doorway.

This one, she mouthed to the chaplain as she pointed at Kip and walked out of the living room towards her bedroom.

When she got to her bed, Anna inhaled sharply as she tore open her blouse and unzipped her slacks.

This is it, girl, she said to herself as she scrambled onto her bed and spread her legs widely apart. Anna reached over and picked up Grace's purse. Unsnapping it, she reached in and pulled out the long, thick dildo.

Jesus! I hope it'll fit, Anna thought to herself as she threw the purse down on the floor and turned the base of the white vibrator. Instantly the instrument began to buzz angrily.

Here goes, she thought to herself as she lowered the artificial dong to her trembling snatch.

"UMMmmmm!" Anna groaned as she slipped the latex cock into her snatch with an audible squishing sound. She gasped again and shuddered as she felt her twitching snatch quivering with the portable vibrating dick. "AAAAaah! Anna cried out louder. She wriggled her ass-cheeks back and forth on the bed as she began to pump the dildo in and out of her pussy. The vibrations poured through her snatch, making her cunt muscles contract and release uncontrollably. Her tits seemed to quiver in time to the buzzing plastic dong while her flesh turned to jelly under the influence of the dildo.