Paul Gable - Hot Mama

"Wawwwwhhhhhh!" Gloria howled in one long shriek at the same time. Both women arched and stiffened their sweaty bodies and slammed their thighs high in the air as orgasms gripped their beating clits.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fffffuuuuucccckkk!" Doug cried as he felt his tightly packed, lava-hot cum welling up in his balls, then blast through his long, throbbing fuck-tube and spray out of his cunt-buried cock-head.

"Bitch! Bitch!" Jim screamed out next to him, digging his fingers so hard into Gloria's blasting pussy that Joanne thought he'd pull it apart.

The four of them groaned and shrieked as their, mutual orgasms seemed to last for hours.

Finally, all the contractions stopped and they collapsed in a hot fleshy pile, exhausted from the fucking ordeal.

"Christ!" Doug finally was able to say as he pulled himself up from his panting mother.

"Oh, honey," Joanne groaned put, feeling completely drained of energy. She felt an incredibly comfortable warm glow settle over her slackening cunt as Doug's cock continued to twitch lazily in her snatch.

"That hurt," Gloria said, pouting slightly as Jim continued to grind his thighs against his sister's well-molded ass.

"Come on, Gloria. Don't play the virgin with me. You know damned well we've done that before," Jim said, turning to Doug and Joanne and laughing softly.

"She didn't seem to like it at first," Joanne said, reaching out and stroking one of Gloria's tits.

"Hell, that's how we started out. She was so fuckin' worried about losing her cherry. So, I managed to creep into her bed and slip it in her shitter one night. The cunt came easy after that," Jim said, reaching down and cupping his sister's buttocks in both hands.

"Hey, you think these two are safe at the Olympics?" Doug asked Jim, winking playfully at his friend.

"Christ, if they get at the team, well lose every fuckin' game," Doug said, hunching back from his mother and sliding his limp dick out of her pussy.

"You'll have to forgive my son, Gloria. He's a little crude sometimes. He takes after his father," Joanne said as she slowly lowered her feet to the mattress. Joanne began to see that Gloria could be a valuable asset to her experimentation's in fucking. It was hard for her to believe that she once thought that the girl was innocent. Gloria could hold her own in the fucking arena-and possibly even beat her in a few events.

"That's okay, Mrs. Hill. But you know, I'd love to get your son's cock in my cunt sometime. I was watching the two of you-" Gloria started to say.

"The way you were screaming about my dick in your shitter, I'm surprised you would have heard the Atom bomb, off a mile away," Jim said.

"Fuck you! Anyway, like I was saying, I'd like to have Doug's dick sometime, if it's okay with you," Gloria said, looking hotly at Doug.

Joanne looked at her son first, then at Gloria. It was obvious that both of them wanted to try each other out. And. for some strange reason, Joanne wasn't jealous. She guessed that their spirited four-way helped break down any resentment she might have otherwise had toward Gloria.

"Hey, you two, take it easy. There's plenty of time to take care of that," Joanne said as Doug reached over and started fingering Gloria's stiffening clit.

"No time like the present," Doug said as he yanked his hardening dick from his mother's cunt and crawled over to the groaning girl.

"Well, Mrs. Hill. It looks like they've left us out," Jim said, backing away to let Doug get at his sister.

"That's okay, Jim," Joanne said, raising her hands and placing them on her full, rounded titties. "I think we can figure something out to do," she whispered as Jim crawled behind the humping Doug and inched his way between the blonde's widely splayed thighs.

Joanne had never spent a night like that before in her life. Jim reamed out her cunt with his dick while Doug finished off Gloria, driving the girl to new heights of screaming pleasure as her brother sent Joanne's clit beating crazily like a bass drum. Then the teens put the two women together in a sixty-nine position, jacking off for a while as they watched Gloria and Joanne eat each other out. Doug and Jim finished off by hunching up to the women-Doug behind his mother, Jim against behind his sister-and fucking them in the ass.

When she woke up in the morning, Joanne rolled lazily over to her left to see what time it was.

"Oh, Christ! It's nine o'clock!" the blonde shouted as she reached over and shook Doug awake. The two teens nearly jumped out of bed, realizing that they'd spent the entire night fucking the women. They should have been back at the school at midnight.

"They'll hang us by the balls," Doug said as he flopped his big, soft dick in his Jockey shorts.

"Don't worry. I'm footing the bills in that school, don't forget," Joanne said as she snapped up her halter.

"What about me?" Jim said worriedly as he pulled up his pants.

"We'll make it a package plan. Now hurry up and get dressed-all of you!" Joanne said as she finished zipping up her skirt.

The four of them dressed hurriedly, then ran out of the room as if the hotel were on fire. Joanne nearly forgot to pay the bill as Jim and Doug shot but of the lobby exit to set if the bus was there that would take them to the school.

"Hurry up, Mom!" Doug shouted through the half-opened door as Joanne finished paying the bill. She tried not to look at the sneering clerk who took her money. It was the same man who had been on duty when they checked in, and he kept making snide remarks about the hotel clerk hearing "strange noises" on her floor all night.

As Joanne climbed on the bug, she tried to think of a way she could explain her son's and Jim's tardiness. She'd heard about how strict military schools were. If she brought up the fact that she was paying her son's tuition and expenses, the authorities might just point to the door and escort both her and Jim out to the Street. Joanne wouldn't have minded that solution. She'd put her son back in the public school, and he could live at home, servicing her aching snatch day and night. But she could tell that he enjoyed going to this military school. Joanne racked her brains as the bus rolled through the Northern California countryside. As it pulled in front of the series of large gray stone buildings that was Doug's school, Joanne decided that she'd have to use her body as a selling point to whoever was in charge.

"So, what's the problem, Hill?" Joanne heard a gruff, low voice shout out from the veranda of what appeared to be the main building.

"That's Major Duffy. He's the head S.O.B. of the school," Doug whispered under his breath as he bent down and picked up his mother's bag from the curb next to the bus. Jim and Gloria stood protectively behind Joanne. The blonde sighed as she stared at the tall, graying man standing in front of the main building. He looked more like a monument than anything human.

"Leave him to me," Joanne said softly as she started up the short gravel drive to the major.

"Ma'am?" he said, saluting Joanne as she climbed up the three marble steps to the veranda.

"I'm Mrs. Hill, and I can explain all this, Major," Joanne said as she put her arm through his and pushed him gently back into the building.

"I…un. Hill, you and Smith take the other young lady to her quarters and settle her in. I'll speak with your mother about this," he said as Joanne turned her head and winked at Doug, Jim and Gloria.

"You know, Mrs. Hill, this is a military academy for young men, we're trying to train them to obey orders, no matter how inconvenient they may appear. After all, we're getting them ready for the military," the major said crisply as he ushered her in his office.

"I really appreciate that, Major. But you've got to understand. It's been such along time since I've seen my son. We just got carried away, that's all," Joanne purred as she sat down in a leather chair to the right of Major Duffy's desk.