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Dinner at Sue's [mother's]
Neither I nor my friend Sam had any classes Friday afternoon, so we
headed down to the park to throw some disk.
We were playing an energetic jumping and running game, while flirting
with any who happened to pass by and generally having fun, when
I spotted Sue's watching us.
Now for those of you who didn't read "breakfast at Sue's"
[ http://www.asstr.org/~aceinthe_hole/breakfast_at_sues.htm ], I'll
describe Sue's to you briefly; she's Chinese-American, but not
one of those kowtow types. A lean, solid woman of about 5 ft.
8 inches, with slim muscular hips, and ample breasts. She has black hair down to her waist, and an irresistible, ready smile. And
she is one helluva great fuck.
Much to my embarrassment, I had never actually caught her name.
"Hi, Daniel. How are you?" She said, walking up to me. There was
another woman with her, fortyish, attractive. Perfectly groomed
shoulder length Black hair, and blue eyes. Office clothes and shoes
that looked out of place here in the park, breifcase.
"Who's your cute friend? This is Erica, would you like something to
drink? We were just going to go over there and get couple of cokes.
You sure look hot. Ha ha, hot and sweaty, I mean!"
Sue's had a kind of hyper babble. She was so personable though,
you had to forgive her for it.
"Sure. Great." I replied, and ran to catch the Frisbee.
"Who are the babes?" Asked Sam a few minutes later, as we walked over
to the ladies, who had spread out a blanket on the grass.
"The one in the business clothes is Erica, and I'm not sure of the
other one's name." I answered.
We had barely sat down when the hyper babble started up again.
"Hi, Sam. I'm Lucy. This is Erica. Erica has afternoon off. She's
a fund manager for Ernst & Young. Aren't these cute Erica?"
I was really quite relieved to know Lucy's name. It's truly
embarrassing meeting an ex-lover and not knowing her name.
She babbled on, and Erica also managed to get out a word or two.
Erica had nice legs, I noticed, and something about those perfectly
manicured fingernails and her self-assured demeanor made her well
worth flirting with.
Still, when Lucy invited us to have dinner with them over at her
place, I don't think I would've accepted myself. The evening was
young, and there were plenty of sweet cruising
around. And I'd been burned by Lucy before.
"What about Sue?" I asked.
"Oh she's off somewhere with her for the weekend, I don't
understand why just when the weather gets nice at home people start
going other places, personally, I like to travel in winter when it's
cold here, and go somewhere warm. So, what about it boys? A double
date at my place tonight?"
I was just working on a polite way to decline, when Sam answered
first; "Great! We'd love to. What time?"
"Eight." Said Lucy.
"I don't know if I can make it, Lucy." Interrupted Erica, "I might
have to work tonight."
"Don't be silly, Erica." Said Lucy, "I've just got us a date with two
cute boys. Don't try to wiggle out of it, it's what you need
and you know it."
"Well, sorry Daniel. But that oriental babe was turning me on
big-time, and I thought you had the hots for that executive type.
Pretty kinky, Daniel. She looks enough to be your mother."
"Well Sam, she may not look it, but Lucy's about the same age. I had
a one nighter with her daughter. That's how I know her."
I didn't tell him that I had also screwed Lucy in the morning.
"No shit." Sam said, in his characteristically articulate way.
Sam never turned up at the dinner. I was there alone with these two
man hungry women. I had mixed feelings about it; I tended to go for
girls my own age. I hadn't realized that Lucy was Sue's when
she'd dragged me into her bedroom. I thought she was a or
something; she really looks much younger than she is. She had known I
came in with Sue, and I felt that it was a nasty thing of her to
seduce me.
But I found Erica to be very sexy, and I loved the way she flirted
with me, it was very flattering. She was like, some high-powered
executive type, and good-looking. I have a certain fascination for
women like that. I thought it might be cool to be her 19 year toy
boy for a night or two of fun.
Lucy is a real whiz in the kitchen, she had two pots and a wok going
at once.
Erica was wearing an expensive looking long green dress that didn't
manage to hide her charms, even though it came down to her toes. She
wore open high-heeled shoes, and her hair was pulled back, exposing
her neck and her ears. She had on a light amount of makeup, she
really didn't need much. Despite the slight creases around her eyes
and the corners of her mouth, she had wonderful clear pale skin that
contrasted wonderfully with her dark hair.
Lucy was also dressed as though she had been expecting to go out on
the town or something; heels and net stockings, thigh length leather
skirt, and a low-cut blouse. She wore a lot of bracelets that jingled
as she busied herself in the kitchen. While Erica looked dressed for
the opera, Lucy looked ready to go out clubbing.
I felt embarrassingly underdressed; I was just wearing my usual jeans
and T-shirt, and I had training shoes on my feet. Still, I figured
I'm the kid here tonight, so what the hell.
Erica took the initiative socially, asking me about my schoolwork and
so on. She knew a lot about several of the subjects I was taking, and
was interested in the latest developments, so we had plenty to talk
about. She was smart, I liked her.
"So what happened to your cute friend?" said Lucy, "We're going to
have to go ahead and eat without him, I don't want to reheat the
stir-fry, everything will go soggy, the whole thing about a good
stir-fry is that everything is fresh and crunchy."
We ate, and if the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, I
would have asked Lucy to marry me right there and then.
Lucy is a very American woman. She doesn't speak Chinese, and she's
never been to China. She's second generation. She carries her
voluptuous body proudly and confidently. But she cooks Chinese, and
loves to dress up in bits of Oriental finery.
"So what are we going to do now?" Asked Lucy, as we finished the
meal. "It's one and two girls."
I'd been thinking the same thing. It was a bit awkward. I supposed I
would have to choose one of them, and snub the other. I really didn't
want to do that: I had too much respect [and considerable desire] for
Erica, but I had the history with Lucy.
"Do you think you can handle it, Daniel?" Lucy continued.
It slowly dawned on me what she had in mind; that I should satisfy
both of these vivacious females. It was a very exciting, but somewhat
daunting prospect.
"Perhaps I'd better go home, Lucy. Two's company and threes a crowd,
right?" Said Erica.
"No way, Erica." Said Lucy, "I promised you a sweet for this
evening, now I wouldn't hog him all to myself and send you home alone.
What kind of a hostess would I be?"
"Lucy! You're so outrageous."
We sat on the couch, with me in the middle. I put an arm around each
of them, and alternately kissed one then the other. Four hands traced
across my head and body, four lovely, experienced little feminine
hands.
While my was removed by Erica, Lucy kneeled on the floor and
unlaced my shoes. I was stark naked in seconds, my rock hard dick
being passed from hand to hand, my whole body being caressed by my two
older lovers.
They teased me for a time, not letting me undress them.
"Not so fast, you naughty boy." Said Erica, slapping my hand from her
belt buckle. It was wonderful.
I kissed their lips and necks, and explored their mouths with my
tongue. They kissed my nipples, and toyed with my cock and
balls.
Lucy stood after a while, and pulled me gently into a standing
position by my cock. It was wonderfully erotically stimulating and
humiliating. In her high heels, she was at least my height, and she
was still fully dressed. I can't quite put my finger on why the two of
them being dressed should be more erotic than if they were naked;
despite being middle-aged, neither of them had a body to be ashamed
of. That wasn't it, it was that by being dressed in contrast to my
nakedness, I was fully exposed while the two of them had not yet
reciprocated; I was vulnerable, I had exposed myself completely, while
Lucy and Erica had held themselves back, revealing nothing. Well,
that was the feeling.
Grinning ear to ear, Lucy led me in a little circle around the room,
still pulling me by the tip of my rock hard penis, while Erica sat on
the couch, obviously very excited to watch this strange little show.
I wouldn't have put up with such a scene if it weren't for Lucy's
irresistibly contagious grin. How could I refuse her this little
episode when it was clearly so stimulating to her?
"Oh, Erica! Isn't he good? Didn't I tell you?"
"Yes you did, Lucy, and you were quite right." Erica answered.
"Daniel," Lucy told me kindly, "I want you to bend over this table."
And she gently pushed me forward over the card table, so that I was
lying with my chest on its surface, but still standing with my naked
ass in the air.
I should probably say here that I've never been into any kind of
dominance/submission trip before. The closest I had come was last
time I was here, and Lucy had told me exactly what she wanted from me.
That was very mild compared to what was going on now, but I had
enjoyed it very much, and I was thinking that if I'm going to screw a
pair of middle-aged ladies, I should go for the whole experience.
It would've been easy for me to take charge; to just flex my muscles,
exert my masculinity, and tell them both to get naked and get in the
bedroom. I'm sure they would have done it, and it would've been fun
like that as well.
But Lucy's hands over my ass felt wonderful, and were soon joined by
Erica's hands. I let myself relax, yielding to the sensation. I spread
my legs, so they could take turns reaching under and between to stroke
my cock and balls. It was fun not knowing who was doing what, when.
Fingers traced lightly across my back, down my spine. Hands gripped my
penis, explored my thighs and calves.
I surrendered myself to them, allowed them to use me, trusting the two
of them. It was very special, so wonderfully weird and different.
I felt a fingernail scratch across my anus; it had to be Lucy. When
the finger started pushing its way inside, I was sure it was. Erica
was far too straight to do something so outrageous.
It was almost too much for me; I nearly objected. But then I thought;
No, let it be. Let's all explore this thing a little bit longer.
"Check this out, Erica." Lucy said, "Do you want to try?"
"You're so wicked, Lucy!" Replied Erica. "What are we doing to this
poor boy?"
"He doesn't feel very poor to me." Replied Lucy, as her free hand
squeezed my dick. "Go on, stick your finger in. It's funky."
I said nothing, waiting to see how far Erica would follow Lucy's lead.
The finger popped out of my ass, and was replaced by another. It
pushed in and out slowly, in a fucking motion, while someone's hand
was on my balls, and someone's was stroking my cock.
"This is a blast, Lucy. But I think we'd better get this hunk into
bed."
Lucy tugged me around by my prick, so I had to stand upright, and led
me towards her bedroom tossing her head once or twice along the way to
smile back at me. Erica stepped up behind me and, giggling, fondled
my naked ass as I walked.
I lay down on my back on Lucy's bed, and Erica lay down next to me,
still in her gown. She laid her head in the crook of my left arm, and
we kissed while she played with my hard on and Lucy got undressed.
If you read my earlier story, you'll know something about Lucy.
You've only got to look at her hard, and she starts to have an orgasm.
She climbed on top of me, easing herself down, smiling at me broadly,
filling herself with my penis while Erica held it for her. She
started rocking back and forth, and hopping up and down on it. True
to form, she was having a great time. Her long black hair had become
disheveled, and she shook her head from side to side, throwing it
against Erica and myself.
In contrast to Lucy's frantic humping, Erica and I just kept kissing
each other almost serenely. There was something genuine and honest
about Erica that really appealed to me.
Lucy is much better looking; despite her years, her body is toned and
firm. Her hair is long, black and thick, her are still full.
And Lordy, when it comes to sex, she's a champion.
But Erica has an inner beauty of her own, and as I stroked her hair
and kissed her, I found that it was Erica that I wanted to fuck, Erica
that I wanted to please. Perhaps it was because I was sure that Lucy
was very oversexed. I mean, it's great when a woman has an orgasm
against your cock, but I had a feeling that I could have been anybody,
and she'd have been just as happy.
I had hit it off with Erica, I really liked her, and I believe she
liked me back. Despite the fact that I could be her son.
"There's something I have to do." I said to Erica, quietly.
"That's all right, Daniel. You go right ahead, I'll be waiting."
Erica replied, with a smile.
I grabbed Lucy by the shoulders and pulled her down against my chest,
and squeezing her womanly against me, I rolled her over so
that I was on top. I gave her good fucking, and she came once or
twice, it was hard to tell. I shot my load into her at last. That
made the score Danielle 1; Lucy, well, somewhere between 10 and 20.
I gave Lucy a nice kiss, and turned around to look for Erica. She was
naked at last, except for a lacy bra, that supported her small well. She slipped in next to us, and I wondered if it was uncouth to
pull my still hard dick out of Lucy, and put it straight into Erica.
I'm sure somewhere there's a book of etiquette that can answer this
question, but I've never found it.
I didn't want to spoil the mood, so I just went for it.
It was incredibly kinky; Erica spread her thin white legs wide, and I
pushed my hard dick into her center.
A gasp escaped her, and she threw her head back, and held my shoulders
in her delicate, well manicured hands.
I felt Lucy's hands roaming over my ass and pulling on my balls every
now and then as I gave Erica what we were here for.
She was a bit uptight about it, I could tell. I kissed her and fucked
her and stroked her face with my fingertips. I told her she was
lovely, which was true, and that it was my pleasure and privilege to
service her.
When she finally came I felt a huge release of tension from her, as
the high-powered executive finally slipped away, leaving only the
sensuous woman behind.
I knew Lucy wanted me back, but I kept the pace up with Erica, until
another orgasm washed over her. Even then, I would have liked to go
for three. I feel that three is a kind of magic number; after three
orgasms, I feel my job is well done.
But Lucy, insatiable Lucy, physically pulled me off of Erica and
rolled me over. All three of us broke into laughter as Lucy climbed
aboard once more.
I fucked Lucy for about 10 or 15 minutes, and we changed positions
many times. She got on her hands and knees, and I was fucking her
from behind, stopping every now and then to kiss Erica while she
stroked my balls. I've never been with any woman who seemed to enjoy
sex as much as Lucy. I screwed Lucy's daughter, Sue, and lots of
young ladies my own age. Lots of them were more beautiful than Lucy,
and many of them I liked better out of the bedroom. But in bed, Lucy
must rule. Lucy did rule.
"Lie on your side, Daniel." She instructed me, "Lift one leg. That's
it. Suck his dick, Erica. I'm going to suck his balls. You'd better
be ready Erica, because I think Daniel is going to come pretty hard."
I felt Lucy's finger work its way into my ass again, as my balls got
sucked into her warm mouth. She finger fucked me while Erica worked
her own oral magic.
It felt like everything below my belly button was submerged in
feminine attentions. My whole body felt like warm soup. I couldn't
take anymore, this was the end; no could withstand this. I felt
the contractions starting in my balls, and I came harder than I ever
had in my entire life.
I didn't think I could have so much in me, since I had not
long before. Spasms ran through me, running from my belly down to my
knees, shooting fluid from the tip of my dick and into Erica's waiting
mouth. Even when there was no more fluid to pump, the spasms
continued, vainly trying to pump something that was no longer there.
When at last it subsided, and rational thought started to become a
possibility once more, my two lovers released their grip on my
erogenous zones, and we relaxed for a time; a head on each of my
shoulders, a sensuous, curvaceous female body under each of my hands.
Several times during the evening I'd had doubts; I had wondered why I
was here with these women. But after that single incredible
orgasm, I no longer could see them as anything but wonderful.
Then the bedroom door opened.
A horrible sense of deja vu washed over me as I saw Susan
standing there.
My onetime lover had her mouth hanging open, in that brainless way of
hers, as her eyes took in the scene.
I was about to tell her to shut the door and go away, I wasn't her
date tonight. Her had invited me, and that was exactly whose
hand was lovingly, and with some hope, stroking my prick. But then I
saw a behind Susan. A large, man, perhaps 50.
"Oh my God, Lucy! Right here in our own bed? Jesus Christ!" He
exclaimed, and turned around and stomped into the kitchen.
"Who was that?" I asked, like an idiot, as I felt my dick shrinking,
and Lucy rolled over and away.
"My husband. Who do you think?" Replied Lucy, obviously annoyed. "I
thought they wouldn't be back until tomorrow. Shit, what a pain."
"I thought... you were separated." I said.
"What made you think that?" Lucy replied.
Erica and I got dressed and got out of there is quickly as we could.
I've never been so embarrassed in my life, except the last time I was
in that house, and had left with an equal humiliation.
"Can we get together? How about your place?" I asked Erica.
"No, I don't think so." She replied, "It would be too embarrassing to
introduce you to my kids. Two of them are than you."
She gave me her cell phone number though.
I don't know if I'll ever have a sexual experience as intense as my
dinner at Lucy's place. But I am looking forward to a rendezvous or
two with Erica. We're meeting for dinner this Saturday; maybe we'll go
to a hotel afterwards, I'm thinking, or perhaps I should bring her
back here and see if Sam would like to join in with us. If that would
be as special for Erica as she and Lucy were for me, then it would be
worth doing!
Ace 2001
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