Paul Gable - Turned on mom

"Arrrghhh!" Anna heard Ken shrieking somewhere in the distance as he blew his load into Marie's quivering snatch.

"Unnnnnnghhh!" Greg moaned, feeling his lava-like cum boiling up from his bouncing balls and shooting down his throbbing prick-shaft. It spattered out of his widening piss-slit and down into Anna's cock-stuffed fuck-hole.

Still, Anna hung on the edge, teetering at the top of an incredibly big climax. Greg thought she'd had a heart attack. Her body was hot, stiff and motionless. Her cunt walls clamped his shooting dick like a massive fleshy vise. Her tits and thighs quivered lightly. Suddenly something pushed her over the edge.

"Arrrgh! Wwwwaaaawwwwh! I'm-I'm c-c-coming! Dear fuckin' Jeeesus, I-I'm coming!" Anna shrieked as she realized squirt after spurt of her son's cum was blasting into her convulsing snatch. She threw her arms into the air, then clutched her tits with both hands as she ground her thighs against her son's jizz-spewing dick.

"Gnnnugh! Ohhhh, Greg!" Anna moaned as her son shot off the last of his hot, heavy load and crashed down on top of Anna. It was almost impossible for her to breathe.

"Ohhh, Mom, you're always one hell of a fuck," Greg said as he pushed himself up and looked into her eyes.

"Mmmmm, I'll remember that when I go shopping for your gift for Christmas," Anna said, chuckling softly. "But right now we'd better get our guests out of here. Remember, there will be more parties."

"Yeah," Greg replied, his eyes gleaming. "Yeah.."

Chet's scheme was working better than he had planned. After the Sea Scouts' meeting that night, word about the chaplain's swinging group spread like wildfire and with the greatest discretion. The boys were careful to sound out their parents about their feelings on swapper sex. If they were interested, Chet contacted them-usually the woman first. As he put it, he liked to "explore her reasons" for joining them before he talked with the husband. Anna smiled, and imagined just how well he explored those women.

The days passed into weeks. Soon Anna realized that Paul would be coming back-not to her, but to Marie. She wondered if the woman would tell her husband about what had happened that evening. Since then, Anna hadn't heard from her. Chet said that she was recovering from her spirited whipping. But Anna guessed that the woman was afraid and ashamed of the fact that Anna knew about her affair with Paul.

Anna was thinking about what she'd tell her husband when he walked through the front door when she heard the bell ring.

My God, I hope it isn't Paul, she prayed silently as she slowly opened the door.

"Hello, Anna," Commander Golden said as he removed his officer's hat and stepped into the living room, then went to the couch and sat down slowly.

"I just got back from sea trials," Anna said, looking sadly at Anna. "Paul's back, too-or I guess you know about that."

Anna inhaled sharply and straightened her back, walking stiffly to a chair opposite the couch and sitting down.

"No, I didn't know that, but it doesn't matter much any more," she said dryly. "I imagine he's busy over at Marie's," Anna said sarcastically, then smiled to herself. She wondered how her husband would handle the news that his wife was heading up a swappers' club.

"Kip talked to me this morning and asked some pretty funny questions," Anna said, fidgeting with his hands.

"Funny questions?" Anna asked innocently. She smiled to herself as she shifted her eyes down to the commander's crotch and licked her lower lip excitedly.

"Yeah! About community sex, or something like that. I didn't know what he was talking about at first. Then it came to me that he was talking about something that was happening right here on the base!" Anna said as sweat broke out on his forehead. Anna couldn't tell if he was getting sexually excited or morally outraged.

"Really?" Anna said, feeling her clit beginning to stiffen and swell as her crotch heated up like a branding iron in a bonfire. She rubbed her sweating palms together and tried to ignore the itching, aching feeling that was gripping her titties.

"Yes," Mary panted as he shifted his sitting position uneasily. Anna wondered if he was trying to make room in his briefs for his rapidly stiffening prick.

"Kip says that Chet Thompson is heading up a kind of stud service and cunt service for anybody interested. He's using Navy wives and their sons or husbands for it," Mary said as he dropped his right hand and squeezed his bulging crotch as discreetly as possible.

"And it's free, too," Anna blurted out, then flushed red as she realized she'd let the cat out of the bag.

"So, you do know about it!" Anna cried out as he jumped to his feet and stared at her.

"Know about it?" Anna said, leaning back in the chair and laughing softly. I started it-along with Greg and Chet."

"My God!" Anna said, shaking his head slowly back and forth and starting to pace the living room. If word of this got out, we'd all be up for a court martial," he added as he put his hands against the back of the couch and leaned forward.

"You could make sure that that doesn't happen," Anna said, smiling sexily at him as she spread her legs and hiked her short black skirt up to her hips.

Suddenly the doorbell rang again.

"Goddamn it!" Anna hissed as she got up quickly and ran to the front door. "Whenever you're having fun, somebody has to barge in and spoil everything," she said to Marv as she threw open the door.

"Tramp!" someone screamed outside.

Before Anna could react, she felt a hand slap her hard across the right cheek, then come back for another slap across the left.

"Oowww!" she cried out, reaching out and grabbing the slicing hand.

"What's going on here?" Anna asked angrily as he ran up to the front door to help out Anna.

"She's a tramp! A goddamned no-good whore!" the woman cried out angrily as she struggled to free herself from Anna's tight grip.

"It's one of the boys' mothers-Ken's," Anna said to Anna as she reached out with her other hand and grabbed the woman's waist, hauling her into the living room with one massive pull. "Maybe you like making a scene in public, but I don't," Anna said as she slammed the door and locked it behind her.

"I heard what goes on here! I know what's going on between you and that sick chaplain and all the boys in the Sea Scouts!" the woman wailed as she clenched her fingers into tight fists and stared angrily at Anna.

"So what?" Anna asked defiantly as she put her hands on her hips and stood directly in front of the woman.

Ken's mother seemed taken aback with Anna's attitude. She looked around for help, then noticed for the first time that a Naval officer was in the room.

"You're a witness. You heard her!" the woman cried out excitedly. "You can put a stop to this!" she screamed hysterically.

Anna sighed loudly.

"As a matter of fact, I came over here to tell you that I wanted to join in," Anna said, smiling and looking at Anna.

"What? What? You're in this, too?" the woman shrieked, clutching her tits with her right hand and backing against the side wall of Anna's living room.

"Do you think she'd be interested in joining us, too?" Anna asked, smirking at the woman's sudden fear.

"I don't know. I always heard that the more a woman protests, the more she wants it," Marv said, reaching up and unbuttoning his shirt while he stared at the cringing woman.

"I think I'll call up Ken and tell him his mother's here for service. You know, you're really an attractive woman, what's your first name?" Anna asked as she picked up the receiver and started calling up the boy.

"Joyce, and you leave me alone!" she wailed.

"Well, Joyce, Ken's told me that he's watched you prance around your backyard in your bikini working on the garden, shaking your ass at him like some kind of battle banner. He's jacked off thinking about your cunt and tits almost every night. That's why he's so enthusiastic about this group. It gets rid of all the frustration he has thinking about your ass," Anna said as she finished dialing.