Extending the MILF List Ch. 09

"Uh, uh, uh," she panted. I finally lay onto her body, a lean contrast to her mother, though it occurred to me as my hands slithered under her body, that her body from the tits to her waist was nearly exactly the same size as Becky's.

"Come in her." Becky whispered.

I gripped Lovely's ass and hammered at her body. She responded, grunting with each impact until her body scrunched under me. She whined, and then stopped breathing altogether, shaking and jerking as the orgasm rattled through her.

When she relaxed, I immediately pulled out of her frothy pussy. Moved over to Becky and inserted my cock into her. Becky accepted me, her hands petting me and patting me as I resumed fucking her. Beside us, Lovely lay still, panting loudly.

I was just about there when my fucking phone rang again.

I hesitated and with a lurid curse, got up and sat on the bed, pushing Lovely over. I found the phone and answered.

"Sonny?"

"Kyla."

"Did you tell Landon not to fuck me anymore?"

"Why would you think that?"

"Because he said so. He said you'd explain it to me."

"Explain what?"

"Why he wants me to leave Darlene alone."

"I don't think this is any of my business."

Lovely got around me, got to her knees and began to lick my cock.

"That's right, so butt out. If I want to eat my son's girlfriend, that is my business and his."

"And hers."

Kyla didn't respond.

"What's your point?"

"You called me. I don't need a point."

"They are going out tonight. I want to go with them. Landon suggested I call you and you can fuck me."

"That's means no, I bet. I mean you can't go with them. What do you think?"

Kyla did not respond, not the answer or the interpretation she sought, I thought.

Lovely finished cleaning my cock and sank it into her mouth, sucking hard.

"Oh shit." I muttered. Then, "I can't tonight."

"Are you with someone?" Kyla demanded, greenly.

"Fuck, fuck no, fuck it is not any of your uh business." I couldn't help it. Lovely was fabulous at sucking cock!

"You are. Someone is blowing you!"

"Good-bye, Kyla!" I hung up. I closed my eyes. My orgasm was creeping closer.

"Is that another one of your harem?" Becky asked.

"Harem?" I asked blankly, trying to concentrate. I had decided two orgasms would get me through the next few days and I could finish my projects.

"Yes, the women you fuck. I know there are several, maybe lots, maybe all of them. Is that one of them?"

I considered if or how to answer that question. I did not want to be nasty. I took a middle course. "Yes, I have had her but right now she is panting after a guy who is already involved and, well, it is complicated." Good story, sort of close to the truth.

My orgasm arrived and I lost track of everything. Lovely gulped and sucked and licked and then she was kissing my little fire hose, pumping nothing but air and ashes. God, that girl could suck a cock!

I wanted to lay down and sleep but I glanced at the clock and saw it was five till six.

I tapped Lovely on the side of the head. She released my cock. "I have to go. It's nearly six." She just sat there, staring at my cock, licking her lips.

Jesus fuck me with a bread stick, the girl had that look that she had in the office. I thought about four guys and these two women and I was envious. Of them and of the guys.

"You have a harem, Sonny." Becky whispered. "Can I join?"

I staggered to my feet and dressed immediately. I looked down on them. Lovely had lain her head on her mother's thigh and cooed as Becky stroked her cheek. Two naked women, mother and daughter no less and I was going home to an empty house to study. Isn't there something wrong with that picture? I felt strong and virtuous and not a bit sated.

I left the room. At the elevator, it dinged just as I arrived so I whipped out into corridor and around a corner. Sure enough, four guys, older than me but not old, really, emerged from the elevator and walked down the hall towards 909. Fuckers were certainly punctual. Right on the frigging knob. But then, what sense would it make to be late to a pussy appointment? One knocked and as I watched, I glimpsed the nude figure of Lovely Kline appear at the door and hug and kiss each one. She stood in the corridor alone for a minute, her eyes found mine and she gave me a little wave.

"That naked woman on the bed is my mother. I want you all to fuck her and then I will eat her." Lovely spoke with her eyes still on me, her voice carrying her words clearly to me, like she was speaking to me with more than just her eyes. A moment later she disappeared into the room and the door banged shut.

I sauntered out to my car and drove home.

Tawny was still gone when I got home, boning Chris I expected or maybe they were out of bed and on a date. I studied the rest of the night and the rest of Sunday.

Sunday night, Natasha called about eight. "Brent and Norma went on a date. To the movies and dinner and everything." She wailed.

I listened as she recounted a weekend of being left out. Clearly, little sister had gotten her hooks into Brent. Aunt Norma had gotten one over on big sister.

When Natasha ran down, I said, "Mrs. Rossini, listen. Your sister has just left her husband and she is feeling rejected and alone. Give her some time," I hesitated and made a fast decision. "Give her till a week from Monday. If things don't change, then we'll do something." I knew things were going to change, I just hadn't worked out exactly how I was going to change them yet.

After another couple sniffling minutes, she agreed not to be such a pussy and not panic. She agreed to wait and hung up. I went back to work. I was getting really close to being done, at least enough that I could put the finishing touches on it long before it was due. It felt good.

At one, my phone woke me from a dead sleep.

"What the fuck do you want?" I growled into my phone, with no idea who was calling. I had been fighting in my dreams and my dander was up.

"Sonny?"

The whispering voice sounded familiar and for a moment I thought I was asleep. I knew who I was so I could answer that question.

"Yeah?" All the fire left me and I was awake.

"It's Alissa, Sonny. Please, tell me no more. Tell me I can quit."

"What?"

"Sammy. He must have fucked my ass a dozen times this weekend. I am so sore I cannot even walk right. He beat me, like I suggested and then more and more. Fuck, I am bruised. And you know what's worse? I am horny as hell because, because he didn't fuck me once. In the pussy, I mean. I sucked him and he fucked me in the behind but not once in the pussy. Three days. Three days straight. He demanded I stay home from work Friday and he skipped school. Please, tell me no more. Tell me I have to quit, I have to reject him."

I knew she was lying. Becky said she had seen Alissa in the office and why would she lie about something so inconsequential. Why would Alissa lie about this? Curious. "Don't worry about it. He is just appreciating you. Did he mention Ellen?"

"She has been gone all week. She had a seminar."

Shit. I thought. That was a wasted week, then. My whole hope was the three of them would end up doing each other and we could get past this.

"Well, what do you want me to do?" I asked and nearly choked. "Fuck that. I told you to let him do what he wanted. Hell, you wanted to do him. Shut up and enjoy it and leave me alone."

"Oh shit, he's back." She hung up on me.

I went back to sleep. Monday night I called the guys. I was ready, well half-ready. No sense in waiting. Cake's done, I figured I could frost it in my own time.

We all had time Wednesday night late. I had a late class and I arranged to meet at the pizza place at nine. I got there and everyone was there, pizza was ordered.

Chris waved at me, looking worried and irate at the same time.

I sat down and ate for a few minutes while everyone finished their cokes. No beers for us, too young. I had eight months to go. Fuck me, then suddenly I'd be old enough. I wondered if I could just get off the train the day after and hang for a couple decades. My brain hurt. Statistics always fucked me up.

"So? Sonny, what's this all about?" Landon asked.

Sammy seemed subdued. Brent seemed distracted and Landon seemed really impatient. I looked at Chris.

"Chris, did you get a part in the play?" I asked.

He nodded, almost morose.

"You don't seem too happy about it."

He shook his head. "D. Debra Hamilton got one of the female leads. She is going to be Helen Wheels. God, she put her arms around me and whispered in my ear that I'd already had a taste so she didn't have to worry about me making passes at her so we could be great friends. Then she fucking stuck her tongue in my ear. Shit, I think she is planning on teasing me like she's teasing you."

I grinned at his discomfort. "Don't worry about D. Debra. I have her figured and in the long run, we'll extend the MILF list to her too, that is I will. In the meantime, I have a couple other things to discuss."

Brent looked up. He looked like a lovesick puppy. "You make this sound like a meeting. Should I take notes?"

"Fuck you, Brent, what are you doing taking Sammy's lines!" I looked at Sammy, expecting some half witty smirk. He stared into space, not even listening.

"Listen guys, about D. Debra, I need one of you to fuck her. Strike that, I want all of you to fuck her but let's start with one of you. Who's it going to be?"

They all looked around at each other. Sammy finally shook his head. "No can do, Tonto."

No one spoke up. "Hey guys, have you seen her lately?"

No one responded. Chris was staring at his hands.

"Chris, tell them."

"Yeah, she's great. She'll fuck you great once and then never again."

"Sounds wonderful." Sammy growled. Shit, he was in a bad mood. He finally met my eyes. "Sonny, you told Mom to fuck me, right? Now she won't. Told me no more. Why did you tell her to stop? I was just getting going."

"I didn't. She, she'd had enough. Dude, I don't think you were quite careful enough." He didn't look like he believed me. "Oh, I told her about Ellen. And you."

Sammy exploded. "What? What? You told her? When?"

"Oh a couple weeks ago, not quite two."

"Goddammit, you could have mentioned it."

"Didn't she?"

"No. I, shit, shit, shit! I could have, goddammit! Now what I am going to do? She cut me off!"

I looked around at the other guys. "Listen guys, I needed to get you all together to discuss something. I, I want to do something that directly affects you and, well, I know it sounds weird but I need you to be on-board."

I grinned, excitement coursing through me. "I am starting a harem and I want your moms to be the first members." I almost burst out laughing. My friends looked at me like I was crazy.

"Jesus, he's gone around the bend. Finally." Sammy whispered.

"A harem? Like a harem? A real harem?" Brent muttered, eying me over the top of his glasses.

"No, not a real harem." Landon said. "Let's let Sonny talk and then we can see what we see."

I nodded, thankful for the support. I reached in my backpack and took out a cloth bundle. I unwrapped it and dumped the contents onto the table. Four collars clinked on the table top. "I want you all to take one and give it to your mom. Tell her, tell her that it is mine and so long as she wears it, she cannot fuck anyone but me. No, tell her she can only fuck who I tell her she can fuck. Kiss, hug, touch, rub her body up against, all of that, mine. You tell her I own her body and her pleasure and she has to call me if she wants to fuck someone."

Landon still looked at me like I was nuts. "Fuck no, Sonny. Why would we do that?"

"Why would they do that?" Brent asked reasonably, one leg bouncing like a compressor piston.

"Wait, listen, just listen guys. I know this sounds weird but I haven't figured out another way. This is not binding them up. It just means if they want to fuck you or anyone else without talking to me first, they take off the collar. Simple."

"So what's the point?" Sammy asked morosely.

Now I grinned. "Influence. I get them to put on the collar and pretty soon, they are comfortable with letting me control their sex lives. Ask Sammy, ask Chris. Laura and Alissa are doing this already. They both need my approval to feel easy with what they do with their bodies. I am just putting a symbol of ownership around their necks so they can think about it all day long. Whenever they look in the mirror, they'll see my collar and they'll get a tingle in the twat that tells them they are mine!" I grinned in anticipation, thinking about having them all hooked to me like Laura and Alissa were.

"Fuck you, Sonny. Why would we do that?" Sammy growled.

"Why did you do that, don't you mean?" Brent pointed out.

Sammy scowled at him and actually stuck out his tongue. "I'll tell you why I did it. Sonny asked me to. Mom, god, it made her crazy but I swear, when she wasn't at work, all she thought about was sex. I'd hear her in her room crying and buzzing. I peeked once and there she was, starkers, on her back poking a buzzing little toy up the love chute and coming all over the place. She masturbated more after Sonny got control of her than I bet she ever did in her life before."

"Thank you, you are making my point for me." I patted the air. "Landon, you have been asking for space from Kyla and you, Brent, you are doing your Aunt, you naughty boy! Both of you guys want your mothers to leave you alone. It is uncomfortable. It, it is unnerving. Sammy, you've been hiding the fact that you are doing an associate who works for your Mom. If your mom wears a collar, she can't say a thing. She'll butt out and the next thing you know you can do whatever you like. If she takes off the collar and lays down for you, fine but until then, she is back to being 'Mom' and hands off the house pussy. See? It ends the MILF list by formalizing their sexual identity that, frankly guys, we sort of screwed with pretty severely."

Chris finally looked directly at me. "I think you converted my mom into what she always wanted to be. She, god, she is so confused, like she doesn't know what to even want, much less to go after." Chris said. He cocked his head, "but maybe that makes sense, she wants someone to tell her what or who to do. Like you are doing. God, she seems happy about it, letting Sean bone her all the time."

"So what do we get out of this, Sonny? You get our Moms back and we get what?" Landon was always thinking ahead.

"My sisters." Chris' head jerked around, his eyes intense and narrow. "Chris, dude, sorry. I bonked Tawny before she got around to you. I've done Georgia and if they hadn't gotten called away to an out of town project, I would have done Dalia by now. She, she likes to watch, by the way so, so if you agree to this, be aware that she might want to sit by while you do Tawny or Georgia."

"You are fucking your sisters? Is there any woman you haven't poked your cock into?" Sammy asked.

I thought about it. "Oh, wait, I know that. D. Debra Hamilton. Don't worry, I am going to have her before I turn forty."

Landon smirked. "Ambitious, aren't you."

I ignored him this time. "Listen guys, I am taking back your moms but exchanging them with a whole new raft of panting pussy. My sisters, well, they need a little airtight practice."

"Goddamn you, Sonny!" Chris growled. "I am just getting with our sister and you spring this on me! Now I have to share her?"

I looked at him, not jumping to any words. I waited. He waited longer than I could. "Chris, I am sorry to have to tell you this but Tawny is going to fuck whoever she wants."

"Like you?"

I nodded. "Like me. This deal is not for control of my sisters. Shit, it is more to give me a little control. I, I have been negotiating with them since Mom left..."

"For what? To fuck them?"

I shook my head. "If I had left it up to them I'd be chained to the bed and be hand fed oysters while they took turns fucking me to death. In case you haven't noticed, women can fuck with absolutely no effort and without end. We can't. I can't. At some point, we wear out like any machine and we need serviced and rebuilt before we can return to action. While men recover from fucking, we run the world. Work regenerates us till it is time to service the female in question again."

"Serviced before we service." Sammy chortled.

I felt better hearing that. Sammy's mood seemed to have shifted. "My point is that women can fuck all the time but we can't so we have to fuck with their heads. Shopping and flattery and balls and gowns, all that stuff that makes her wet but doesn't leave her desperate. Whatever it is. Us guys, we get wound up over one thing."

"Pussy!" Sammy and Brent said together. Then both said, "Jinx!" and grinned.

I was so relieved. I thought I could have easily ended up face down in the gutter with my ass kicked up between my ears with this suggestion. "Listen, you know about Sean and his mother, right. I think there are others, other guys who would give their right hind leg to have sex with their moms." I narrowed my eyes. "I have been doing some work with Alissa for Sid Kingston and, well, I think I have found a mother and daughter we could do together."

"Ugly?" Landon asked.

I looked at him. "What do you care? Did you develop standards while you were fucking your mother and your girlfriend was hooking?" I felt a little pissy, I guess and as soon as the acid spewed past my teeth I realized I was irritated that Landon had the gall to question my taste in women.

He held up his hands. "Whoa, big guy. Just asking. It, it seems impossible that a hot mother would have a hot daughter and they would both be willing to fuck us at the same time, is all. Beauty is more competitive than any dicks, in my experience. That's why I asked."

I shrugged. "I did them both a few days a go, weekend before last. Trust me, they'll do us."

"What about Quilla and Lydia Favors?" Chris asked, eying me with the same dark stare I had seen before. "What about them?"

I shrugged. "Certainly a daughter and mother worth making airtight..."

Sammy grunted. "Airtight hell, I just want to go from one to the other and back again, just to see if their pussies feel the same."

I nodded. "They don't. But that is the point. I am not asking you guys to just swear off mommy in return for nothing. I will continue to line you up with pussy." I looked at Brent. "Do you think you'd be doing Aunt Norma at the moment if I hadn't introduced her?"

"Introduced her? Shit, she's my...oh, I see." Brent eyed me. "I was looking forward to doing them both together." He said darkly.

"No problem. Just tell Natasha to take off her collar first or call me." I looked around at my friends. "You all need to know that if they won't take off their collars and they or you call me, you better have something to trade."

"Trade? Something to trade? You mean like an iPad or a mo-ped?" Sammy asked.

"You know what I mean. Pussy. Pussy for pussy. Girlfriend. Neighbor. Teacher. I don't care. If I can get the bra off, its a deal."

Landon shook his head. "That sounds gross."

I looked in amazement at him. Who was he fooling, Mr. Fuck 'em if you can. "It isn't like that at all. My point is that if you come begging me to let you fuck your Mom and I have to tell her to do you, I have to have a good reason. I need to tell her I am getting something for her or it won't work. She'll think, she'll think she is just giving it away, I won't own anything and the collars won't mean anything." I was making sense even to myself. Wow.

Brent nodded. "He's right. And think about it, when Cici gets back..."

"Oh shit! Cici and Georgia!"

"And Dalia." Brent added.

After a long pause, Chris chimed in. "And Tawny." He looked at me. "You fucker, you knew it would always get around to this, didn't you? Fuck me, guys, think about having Cici and her daughters on either end of the rail?" He shook his head, almost grinning. "Goddamn you, Sonny! Lydia Favors and Quilla? Two redheads on the rail crying and coming at the same time! Fuck me."