Chapter 19

Lauren was up early, she wanted to check her messages from the Cougar Hunters website before her daughter woke up. She found that her two guys had each given her a very high rating, which resulted in a boat-load of new messages. It seemed every guy wanted to get a piece of her now that the word was out that Lauren Hastings would put out on the spot and was eager to please.

The question now was, did she want to keep up with her recent behavior? She wasn't a slut, she was just trying to make up for lost time and so far, she'd made that time up quickly.

It was a tough question, should she try and set up another rendezvous today, or take a break? Olivia would understand if she needed to go out for a while. She was a teenager almost, she probably needed her space and why would she want to hang out with mom when she has her friends?

Lauren decided to mull it over and keep herself busy while she thought it out. Cleaning the house always worked to keep her mind occupied. Tidying up the living room, Lauren folded up the blanket that Olivia must have left bunched up on the couch. "Oh, she must have been watching a movie last night," Lauren thought as she straightened up the cushions. "What is that?" she wondered as she spied something wedged between the cushions. Pulling the cushions apart, Lauren spotted something very foreign to her, it was cylindrical and tapered. She knew what it was, but had never seen one in person and could not fathom what it was doing in her house or how it had become wedged between her couch cushions. Twisting the end confirmed her suspicion as it sprung to life and wiggled rapidly in her hand. Vibrate was a more apt description as that was what it was, a vibrator.

"What in the fuck is a vibrator doing in my house? Who the hell was over here last night with my baby?" a very worried Lauren Hastings wondered as she stormed down the hall towards her daughter's room. All kinds of thoughts ran through her mind as she crossed the short distance down the hall. "Who brought this thing over here and why is it still here? Did somebody use it on my daughter? Is it hers? Where did she get it from?"

"Olivia, wake up honey, we need to talk."

Olivia Hastings was deep in a dream, and shockingly it was about sex. The specifics were quickly lost as she realized her mother was in her room and telling her to wake up. She wasn't quite yelling, but she wasn't far from it. "Yeah mom, what is it?" she replied, still half asleep.

"Who was over here last night with you?"

"Huh, what are you talking about?" Olivia asked, propping herself up on her elbow and being careful to keep the covers pulled up. After all she was still naked form the waste down, not to mention her nipple studs would be easily visible through her thin t-shirt.

"I found something that doesn't belong to me and something that I can't possibly conceive belonging to you. Care to explain where it came from?" Lauren returned back, this time it was a shout.

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Olivia replied with a terrible sense of panic starting to creep in. "What did I leave out?" she wondered. Her mother was holding something behind her back and was letting her dangle by a thread, hoping she'd guess what it was and admit to where it came from. A quick list of her contraband went through her mind starting with the worst. "What did I do with that DVD I was watching last night? Did I leave it in the DVD player? Fuck! I think I did. Shit! No wait, that can't be it. Mom would be losing her mind completely if that was what she found. Ditto on my stash of coke too. What the fuck could it be?" she thought. "Mom, I don't know what you mean. What did you find?"

"This!" Lauren replied holding out the cylindrical plastic phallus.

"Oh, uh... , I uh... , I mean... ," Olivia stumbled along not sure what to say. "Shit, I stuffed it in the couch when Reed knocked on the door. How could I be so careless? Damn it, that's my favorite one too," she thought. "Uh mom, I can explain. I uh... , swiped it from Stacy's house. I was snooping around and found it in Stacy's mom's bedroom. I wasn't sure what it was until I accidentally turned it on and it started vibrating. It seemed like one of those massaging things so I thought I could use it on my calf muscles. You know how my calves used to cramp up so badly after dance practice right?"

"So you used it on your leg muscles?" Lauren questioned.

"Yeah," Olivia replied as sheepishly as possible.

Relieved that her daughter had seemingly stolen it for a rather mundane and practical purpose, Lauren felt a wave of relief wash over her, although she still had a big problem at hand. "So you stole it? What were you thinking Olivia? You were snooping around your best friend's house and stole her mother's personal property?"

"I didn't think she'd miss it, there were so many. I figured she'd never know it was gone," Olivia pleaded. Hoping beyond all hope her mother bought her flimsy excuse. It wasn't a good one, but it was the best she could come up with on such short notice. It was better than any excuse she could have come up with for any of the other articles of contraband her mother might have found. "I gotta find a place to stash my box of stuff from the closet. If mom even suspects that vibrator is mine, she's going to get snoopy and find the mother-load one of these days."

"Honey, you just can't go around stealing other people's things like that. You're going to have to return it, although this isn't the sort of thing you just go hand over and say "Sorry I took this from you, here it is back" you know."

"Here it goes, here's the test for my lousy excuse," Olivia contemplated. "What do you mean mom? It's just a muscle massager, isn't it?" Olivia asked with the best "innocent" look she could muster.

"Sure it is, but... , well... , do you think you could sneak it back without anybody at Stacy's house noticing? I mean, does Stacy know you found this and took it?"

"No mom, uh, Stacy was in the shower and her mom and dad were at work. Katy was out with one of her friends so nobody knows I took it. I doubt Mrs. Bennett would even miss it, she had a whole drawer full. Why would she need so many massagers?" Olivia asked. "Ok, stop it before you lay it on too thick Olivia. Mom's already bought it, no need to go overboard," she told herself.

"Really? A drawer full? That's uh... , umm. Just take it back ok?" Lauren asked as she was about to hand it over to her daughter. "Lauren Hastings, are you really going to hand a vibrator over to your twelve year old daughter? Shame on you. Best not to draw any more attention to it than necessary," she thought. "Can you take it back this morning? I can give you a ride over there right now if you want?"

"Stacy will still be sleeping. She never gets out of bed before ten. Plus I'd need to hang out there a while and wait for an opportunity to sneak it back. I couldn't just run in and stash it and leave you know. I could stay there and hang out with Stacy today, or you could pick me up after lunch or something."

"Hmmm, that just might work. That would give me time to set up a date and get some time to spend with today's eligible man and still have time to get to work," Lauren thought. "That should work out ok honey, I have some running around to do this morning. If you want to go over and hang out, that's fine by me, or if you want me to pick you back up around lunch time. Hey, I have a great idea, why don't I pick you up and we'll go out for lunch?"

"Can Stacy come too?"

"Sure why not, three girls going out for lunch!"

"That sounds great mom! Let's do that," Olivia agreed, hoping that this uncomfortable situation was successfully at a close.

Lauren let out a big sigh of relief as she left her daughter curled up under her covers and headed for the spare room they used as a computer room/office. "Just enough time to set up a date, only today it'll just be enough time for coffee as I don't think I'll have enough time for hanky panky. That's good anyway, I don't want to get a reputation for being too easy, he, he."

She felt like some sort of double agent, living a second life outside of her normal one. "Mom and head nurse by day, tramp by night! Oh well, not really since I work the afternoon shift. More like mom AND tramp by day, head nurse by night. Well, I'm not really a tramp, I'm just making up for lost time, that's all."

Olivia waited until her mother closed the door behind her before she bolted to her drawer to grab some underwear and shorts to put on. "Thankfully mom didn't completely lose it and drag me out of bed. Having to come up with an excuse why I had a dildo shoved in the couch was hard enough, trying to explain why I'm naked from the waist down with a ring through my clit would have been the end of me! This game is starting to get dangerous."

Lauren sent out several messages asking to meet for coffee and gave each of the guys a first-come first-served notification. She didn't promise sex and didn't need to; her rating on the web site had rocketed skyward with just two hook-ups. She'd be beating the guys off with sticks from now on.

Into her phone Olivia punched: "Stacy, I'm coming over really soon, and my mom is coming back 2 take us out 4 lunch. You aren't going 2 believe what happened, txt me back when u get this ... Olivia."

Olivia took her time getting ready, which included a nice hot soak in the tub. Her body was still a bit achy, mostly her leg muscles from being stretched over the back of the couch the previous night, but her ass and kitty felt pretty much back to normal. "They better be if I have to work for Alfred tonight. There's no telling what that man might have planned!"

By ten o'clock, both Hastings girls were cleaned up and ready to go. "Gee mom, you look really nice, got a hot date or something?" Olivia asked checking out her mom who had seemed to actually make an effort to look nice, which was a major change.

"Olivia! Mind your tongue. Can't a girl get fixed up once in a while without getting the second degree from her daughter? Don't forget you're still in the dog house for stealing something that doesn't belong to you, so keep that in mind before you get lippy."

"Sorry mom, I just thought you looked really nice with your hair and make-up all done, and is that a new dress?"

"Yes, it is, do you like it?" Lauren asked, twirling around in her dress. It was light and pretty with a cinched waist that accented her natural curves.

"Yeah, it makes you look really pretty. It really shows off your great legs and boobs. You should wear dresses more often," Olivia replied checking out her mother's figure as she modeled the dress in front of her. There was no doubt where Olivia got her great body from, her mother was a hotty at thirty-six years of age and although she wasn't anywhere near as fit as her daughter, she was still pretty sexy for a mom.

"Olivia, honestly, the things you say these days. I just don't know where you're getting it from."

"Mom, I'm just being honest. You have great legs, what can I say? And you have great boobs too!"

"Speaking of which, it looks like you're hiding something from me. Have your boobs grown even more since last week?"

"No I don't think so, I think it's just one of the Victoria Secrets bras we bought last week, it just makes them look bigger," Olivia answered as she did her best to slouch and make her boobs look smaller. The truth was they now fit nicely into the 34DD bras she'd bought, so thankfully they had indeed shrunk down from their freakishly large state to something a little more normal now. She might even get her mother to buy her lie about growing larger, although she doubted she'd be able to hide her DD bras for long before her mother found one in the wash.

"Uh huh," her mother replied, giving Olivia a playful skunk-eye in the process. It was the "you can fool your mother some of the time, but not all of the time" looks. They were definitely bigger, but Lauren understood the emotional issues of being a young girl with big boobs and didn't want to push it and embarrass her young daughter. She herself had been quite young when hers had sprouted and being the girl with the biggest boobs in her middle school had been pretty traumatic for her. The boys were constantly teasing her or would try to grab her boobs on the playground when the teachers weren't looking. If Olivia wanted to keep hers hidden from her mother, it was completely understandable.

The irony was her mother was just about the only person Olivia had been trying to hide her boobs from. The five hundred guys who'd seem them already didn't bother the young tween one bit, in fact she was quite proud of them and was eager to show them off, just not to her mom!

Olivia spied her mother from the passenger seat of her car while they made the short drive over to Stacy's house. "So where are you going all dressed up mom? Are you sure you don't have a date?"

"Olivia, drop it. I'm just doing a few errands and thought I'd get dressed up for a change. I never take the time to make myself look good anymore and thought it was about high time I did."

"Ok, but if you were going out on a date, you'd look great going out on one right now," Olivia said with a smile.

"Thank you dear," Lauren said with a shake of her head. "Am I that transparent? Why am I lying anyway? What's wrong with telling Olivia I'm going out on a date? Because she'd ask too many questions and want to know who it was or where I'd met him, or when am I bringing him over? That's why you're lying, because it's just a hook-up for sex, something Olivia would never understand."

Arriving at Stacy's house, Olivia jumped out of the car and waved goodbye.

"I'll pick you girls up at noon, ok honey?" Lauren yelled from the open window. "Oh, don't forget this," she said holding up the carefully wrapped up vibrator. Lauren had taken no chances that anyone would figure out what was in the bag by the way she'd wrapped it up in layer after layer of plastic grocery bags.

"Sure mom!" Olivia replied, walking up the driveway towards the Bennett's house.

Letting herself in as she always did, Olivia found the house extremely quiet. It was Friday after all, Mr. and Mrs. Bennett would be at work, but usually Katy was up and around. "Hello, anybody home?" Olivia called out. Nothing.

It wasn't until she'd reached the top of the stairs that Olivia heard the shower running, indicating that at least someone was home. Heading down the hallway, Olivia peaked into Katy's room and saw it empty, assuming it was she in the shower. Opening Stacy's door, Olivia spied a lump under the covers she assumed to be her sleeping friend. "Wake up sleepy head, rise and shine!" Olivia bellowed out, hoping to scare the crap out of her best friend. Ripping back the covers, Olivia found a pile of rumpled up blankets formed up to look like someone sleeping underneath. "What the hell?" Olivia wondered. "Well that must be Stacy in the shower then," she thought, and headed to the bathroom. Thinking it would still be funny to scare the hell out of her best friend, Olivia quietly entered the bathroom and heard some familiar sounds. Stacy was in the shower and she wasn't alone, she could tell by the noises so characteristic of her friend having sex.

Yanking back the curtain, Olivia yelled out, "Gotcha!" Only it wasn't Stacy.

Simultaneous yells and screams emanated from both parties caught in the act.

"What the fuck!" screamed a large hairy man, standing there with his back to the shower curtain.

"Ahhhhhh!," Katy screamed out loud.

The man pivoted around to get a look at the person whom had just about stopped his heart, still holding his sexy little fuck-toy. Katy's legs maintained the same death-grip around his torso she'd had while he had her pinned against the wall. He'd been holding her up easily with his strong arms, and had used the wall just as a back-stop so he could plow his thick cock into the young teen as deeply as possible. And it was still buried there right now, even despite the heart-attack inducing surprise.

"Olivia, Oh my God, what did you do that for?" a very confused Katy Bennett yelled out. "You scared the shit out of me. I thought for a second my parents had come home from work or something!

Jesus Christ." Katy momentarily tried to pull her legs down, but Roger was having none of it and held her firmly as he pushed his cock in deeper.

Olivia stood with mouth agape at Stacy's sister Katy, she was perched on top of a very impressive looking dick possessed by a very large and hairy older man and from the looks of it, thought the intrusion by a pretty blonde girl was pretty exciting. He continued thrusting away without pause and grinned as he sunk his cock as far in as Katy could take.

A very confused Olivia Hastings stood there trying to figure out what was going on at the Bennett house as she stood there watching this unexpected coupling going on in front of her. "Sorry, I thought it was Stacy," she said and quickly pulled the curtain back, covering the two back up.

"Aw, you don't have to do that sweet thing, you can watch if you want to," the guy returned. "I heard Katy likes being watched," he said as he pulled the curtain back open slightly.

Olivia couldn't help but watch the spectacle as the two mismatched lovers continued fucking.

"She's not here," Katy replied between grunts. "She texted me late last night, ugghh... , before my mom and dad got home saying she was staying at your place, uuhhhh... , and to fake like she was in bed sleeping. She said, uhh... , she was going to party with some guy named Shawn or something like that, oooh yeah ... right there, uh huh. Oh yeah, sorry Olivia, this is Roger, he's a friend of mine."

"Yeah, I think I figured that out. I'm going to try and call Stacy," Olivia said as she turned around to leave.

"Uh Olivia, um... , can I ask you a favor? Ughhh... , hold on a second Roger, I have to ask her a quest ... ughhh ... tion. Can you keep this a secret? Ahhh ... I don't want to Steve to know about Roger. "Ooof. Ok?"

"Sure, no problem," she said, and left the bathroom. The truth was, Olivia found that Roger guy a little creepy, kinda like Mr. Fletcher, her principal. Some guys were just that way, creepy.

Thankfully most were nice she reflected as she walked into Stacy's room and pulling out her cell phone, calling Stacy's number. After five rings, her voice mail picked up. "Shit. I'll try DeShawn and see if Stacy's still there," Olivia thought as she dialed DeShawn's number. Trying to explain where Stacy was might get sticky she thought when her mother returned to take the two out for lunch.

Just as Olivia thought DeShawn's phone was going to go to voice mail, he picked up.

"Yo babe, what's up?"

"Hi DeShawn, is Stacy there? I need to talk to her right away and Katy said she was with you."

"I think she's here somewhere. Hold on, let me check... , yeah she's here. Looks like she's passed out on my couch. Want me to wake her?"

"Yeah please."

"Hold on..."

"Hello?" Stacy replied sounding barely alive.

"Stace, it's me, you gotta get home fast. My mom dropped me off at your house and she's coming back shortly to take us out for lunch. I told her I'd already talked to you and that you agreed to go

with us. You gotta get over here, now!"

"Ok, let me see if I can get a ride," she mumbled.

"Are you ok Stace?"

"Yeah, we had a party here after the club and DeShawn had some of his buddies come over. They got me pretty messed up. They gave me a shot of something and it was amazing. You're going to have to try it."

"No more shots for me, I had enough two nights ago and it gave me a wicked hangover," Olivia replied.

"No, not shots you drink, a shot, like a needle. I don't know what it was but I've never felt anything so amazing in my life."

"They gave you a needle of something? Stacy, I don't think I like the sound of that. I think you should get home now ok?"

"Sure babe, let me find my clothes and get dressed and see if DeShawn or someone can give me a ride home."

"How many guys are there?"

"Only a couple, but there were more here earlier. I think most of them left already."

"Just get here quick, ok? My mom will be here at your house in less than two hours, so hurry."

"Ok," Stacy replied sounding sleepy.

"Put DeShawn back on the phone will ya?"

"Sure..."

"Hey beautiful, what's up?"

"I need Stacy home right away, can you give her a ride to her house?"

"Sure, but it might cost you. Think I can get me a little of your fine pussy as payment when I get there?"

"I think so. Those guys the other night ripped me up pretty good, but I think I'm all better now."

"Sweet, see you in a bit."

Olivia paced back and forth in the Bennett's living room waiting to see DeShawn's big Escalade pull up. It had been over an hour and still no sign of them. Her mother would be here in forty-five minutes, assuming she was on-time.

"Hey gorgeous."

The voice came from behind her and startled the crap out of her as Olivia spun around and saw DeShawn and Stacy walking into the living room from behind her.

"Where did you guys come from?"

"I parked around the side so my car wouldn't be visible from the road," DeShawn replied. "Stacy's idea."

"Why? I don't get it?"

"Cause I'm gonna fuck your sweet ass and if your momma comes and I ain't gone, she might wonder who's got the pimped-ass ride in the driveway."

"Oh, good idea I guess," Olivia replied. "That's forty-five minutes from now. He better be done fucking me by then!" she thought.

Olivia glanced over at Stacy who looked uneasy on her feet, she was swaying from side to side a little. She looked fucked up and tired as hell all rolled into one. "What's her problem?"

"She's just a little messed up, she'll be fine by the time your momma gets here. The little doll wanted to roll with the big boys and did a little H this morning."

"H, what's that?"

"Nothing you need to worry about right now. Let's go party upstairs. Stacy, go get yourself cleaned up."

"Uh huh," a dreamy Stacy replied.

"You might want to make sure your sister is done fucking her old guy first. I surprised them in the shower thinking it was you earlier.

Olivia kept glancing at the clock, her mother should be arriving any minute, and DeShawn was still going strong. The man wasted no time marching her upstairs and into Stacy's room and stripping her down and getting inside of her, that was forty minutes ago and he seemed like he was just getting warmed up. His thick black cock speared into her swampy pussy with machine-like efficiency as he brought her to multiple orgasms, her DD breasts swinging and swaying with his vigorous thrusting. The good news was her pussy seemed perfectly recovered as he split her pussy open with his great black cudgel. Although if he didn't cum soon, he was going to undo all the healing she'd experienced since her night at the dorm.

Their exercise had drawn the attention of the other "guest" in the house. Olivia looked up and saw Stacy, Katy and the guy from the shower named Roger, all watching her getting fucked royally by DeShawn and his proud monster.

"Fucking sweet, can I have some of that too?" Roger asked as he gawked at the sexy blond with the big titties on the bed getting her brains fucked out by the large black man. He was still naked and appeared to be enjoying the show as his cock begin to rise.

"Hey, you're mine!" Katy remarked as she jabbed Roger playfully in the ribs. He wasn't really hers, but she claimed him as her personal pleasure provider. He wasn't much to look at, but he could really push her buttons in the bedroom (or bathroom, or the back of his van, or wherever they happened to be).

Looking up, DeShawn saw a fifty-ish looking grey-haired guy who looked as mismatched as anything he'd ever seen, standing next to Stacy's hotter older sister. He had his eyes glued on Olivia and his arm slung over Katy, holding onto her right tit as she stroked his cock to attention.

"Get down there and suck my cock," Roger ordered to his play toy. Katy looked at him apprehensively; she liked being ordered around by him, she was a submissive by nature, but wasn't sure she wanted anyone else knowing the details of their relationship. Nor was she completely comfortable sucking him off in front of everyone either. Though having sex in front of others was getting easier, especially after Phil's party, and she was good at fucking too, but sucking dick was a work in progress and she didn't want to disappoint.

Getting down on her knees, Katy brushed her brown hair back behind her shoulders and looked the glistening tip of Roger's cock at eye level and grabbed it with both hands. "Go for it, show 'em what you can do," Katy thought as she latched her lips around the fat head and sucked it in.

It was like a hot little heater sucking on his rod. He couldn't get enough of Katy's sweet little body, she was everything his imagination could ask for, but looking at this hot blonde, he might have to revise his standards. Imagining it was Olivia sucking on his cock, he knew he was going to blow chucks soon.

Olivia glanced over at the clock again, "Shit, mom's going to be here any minute!" Throwing every move in her repertoire at DeShawn and his big bloated cock, Olivia wrapped her legs around his ass and pushed her hips up in time to meet his thrusts, trying to eat every inch of his big cock. She wanted him to cum so she could get cleaned up and be ready for her mother. The last thing she wanted to do was smell like sex around her mother. Her pussy usually had very little scent to it, but after a vigorous fucking, it gave off a smell that unmistakably smelled like sex. It wasn't a bad smell, actually it was a very pleasant and erotic smell, but it was definitely noticeable. Not to mention DeShawn was sweating all over her and he smelled very manly, and she would carry his scent until she showered.

Stacy sat there with her short skirt hiked up, she wasn't wearing any panties and she was horny as hell watching Olivia getting her brains fucked out by the same stallion that had fucked her so well last night. Even after a busy night fucking a pile of guys at Alfred's club, Stacy had returned to DeShawn's and fucked him and his friends. She could never get too much sex, and loved it.

DeShawn finally came in her pussy around four in the morning and then passed her on to his five friends.

While sitting atop the cock of the second friend, he suggested she get high with him. Assuming he meant weed, or coke, or something she was already familiar with, she happily agreed. The last thing she was expecting was a needle in the arm, but what an experience that had been. It was clearly better than anything she'd ever experienced before as the euphoria swept through her.

After that Stacy was in a world of unspeakable relaxing pleasure. It was entirely different from coke; with coke she was hyper-aware of her surroundings and it fueled her desire to be the ultimate sex monster, fucking everything in sight. With this stuff, she was a rag doll and watched almost outside herself as DeShawn's friends had their way with her, doing everything they could think of to her body. With her eyes closed, she could feel the soft skin sliding in and out of her well lubricated holes. "Can life get any better than this?" Stacy had wondered as she passed out with cocks in both her cunt and ass.

The next memory Stacy had was DeShawn waking her up and handing her a phone; she was naked and alone on the couch, a big wet spot under ass. Her cunt should have been sore from all the action, most normal women would have been, but Stacy Bennett was a whore that loved getting fucked, and her cunt juiced up like a tap at the very thought of fucking. She couldn't be sure if the wet spot under her ass was from her juice alone, or from all the cum the brothers had pumped into her, a combination of the two was most likely.

Now here she was in her room, coming down off her high and watching her best friend fuck the cock that she wanted so badly to be get stabbed with again. Even her sister was busy sucking an impressive looking dick that she'd helped set her sister up with. The bowling alley had been her idea and that's where this guy had come from. He and his buddies had thoroughly fucked her sister in the bathroom on the day she'd lost her virginity, and here he was now, her personal dick-in-waiting.

An ever-jealous Stacy Bennett sat there aggressively rubbing her clit while watching the action around her. "If there isn't a dick for me, then I'll get myself off," Stacy thought as she frigged away on her ring-cladded bud.

Roger watched the blonde nympho rocking her body on the big black cock like she were possessed, wanting so badly to unload his sperm right into her mouth instead of Katy's. If only there was some way he could spew in her mouth instead of his love-slave's. She was too far from the edge of the bed for him to reach her mouth, but if he could just work his way over there, maybe he could spew on her body when he came. Slowly he started inching his way over to the edge, Katy shuffling over with him. Maybe... , just maybe.