Extending the MILF List Ch. 14

"I'm Darlene Halverson. I'm a hooker." Darlene said.

My head snapped around and I stared at her. She noticed me not a bit but went on talking like things were all normal and shit.

"He said I was along to watch him have sex with, well, one of you but I am confused now about which one. I cost a grand and Sonny paid for the afternoon." Darlene smiled her brightest smile. "So?"

Dori looked completely unsure. "Hooker?" She mumbled.

"Prostitute. Whore. Hooker. Streetwalker, although I don't do that. Well not usually. It's kind of a kick to watch cars cruise by your corner and see which ones stop and what sort of dick is inside." Darlene looked around. "You girls are sisters?"

Aunt Doreen did not respond at all except to set down her cup. It clinked in the silence.

Dori looked at me, begging for me to participate.

I didn't. The blank spot on my disk had gotten much larger in the last couple minutes.

"I, well, please, sit down. I just fixed some tea, hot water. What sort of tea would you like?"

"Do you have any bourbon?" Darlene asked.

"Why, yes, I do."

"I don't care what you put around it, then. You choose."

You choose. It was like the words echoed in the house, crawling up my nose and making me itch. I sneezed a great inner ear rattling sneeze that left me bleary. When my eyes focused again, no one had moved.

"Sit down, won't you?" Dori said again gesturing at the table or maybe her sister. She went into the kitchen and added a second cup to the one she had out on the counter. Out came the bourbon and she doused each cup and then dropped in tea bags and flooded them with steaming hot water. The aroma of boiled bourbon filled the room like a dragon had burped.

I sat down, selecting the seat next to Aunt Doreen because I didn't want to sit across from her. Darlene sat next to me. Dori brought the cups, refreshed Doreen's cup and sat herself. She bounced up immediately and got the bourbon and poured herself a liberal dollop. She offered the bottle to Doreen who waved it away.

The silence was eerie and lengthy. The tea burned the tip of my tongue. It could have been worse. I set the cup down and looked at Darlene. I had no idea where to look. I wanted to stare at Aunt Doreen and her tits but she seemed so cold, silent and forbidding I avoided it. I didn't want to stare at Dori because I was scared of Doreen. Not scared exactly but if this wasn't all out in the open with her sister, I didn't want to get Dori in dutch, Darlene's comments notwithstanding.

"How about cards. Do you kids play cards?" Dori said finally when the silence was unbearable, deep and long and not in a good way.

I looked at Darlene.

"Poker? Strip poker?" She said immediately.

I wanted to kick her but didn't on the off chance she was on to something.

"I was hoping maybe Bridge." Dori said, ignoring Darlene and fixing her eyes on me.

"Sure." Darlene said. "Rubber bridge, penny a point difference? Or shall we make it strip Bridge? How would that work?" She chortled at her own suggestion.

I shook my head. My brain was just not processing. At that moment my fucking phone dinged and I dug it out of my pocket and checked the message. It read: "Ma Biddle's Branding Iron, 6 pm," with an address. I checked the time. It was just after one. I shook my head and put it away.

While I was away, Dori had gotten paper and two decks of plastic cards. I grunted when I saw them. My plans were a shambles but my cock is an optimist and remained obdurately hard, bumping the table anytime I moved just so. I glanced at Aunt Doreen and she caught me out of the corner of her eyes. She still hadn't spoken. It sort of spooked me, no, not sort of. It did spook me. Not my cock though. God, never that little single-minded little shit. I wanted to get up and...well, whatever I might have done I was suddenly afraid to stand up and point my gun at some innocent. I didn't want Doreen to see my erection, despite the fact that Darlene had pretty much exposed me as much as possible with pantsing me.

Dori dealt the cards.

"Sonny, do you play Bridge?" Darlene asked casually, sorting her cards.

Fuck me, I thought, staring at them. I nodded.

"A little." I croaked.

I picked them up and bid one diamond, struggling to remember the bidding conventions. Darlene and Dori discussed them which was good because I couldn't. Blackwood and Goren and all the names escaped me but I remembered the basic conventions.

We played for half an hour. Darlene and Doreen took the first game. I finally noticed that all the women's names started with D. What did that mean? Triple D? I haven't mentioned Darlene's cleavage. She wore a green blouse that was completely see through, showing the tiny, timid little bra that clutched desperately at her tits, trying to hold them in. About half way through a two no bid, which she insisted was like kissing your sister, she unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse.

After that, Doreen ignored me. Something was going on and I wasn't exactly sure what it was. We played and I kept getting finessed, my lone king took it up the geeky twice in a row. The one time I got cards I under bid a game bid in hearts and took five, bid two. Shit, I felt myself blush.

Doreen ignored me.

After that first game was over I realized she was staring at Darlene's cleavage. Finally, I noticed. Not Darlene's cleavage but Doreen's point of focus. Doreen still hadn't spoken and I was getting accustomed to being spooked so it didn't seem so bad.

We played another couple hands and Dori bid a small slam in spades and got us even in the rubber.

The next game seemed to go on forever. I was playing around an erection that felt like the Eiffel tower stuffed in a pup tent. I knew soon I'd have to pee and I'd have to stand up and point at someone. I kept putting it off. We both went down and then they bid a game and lost. We bid a game and lost. I wanted the rubber to be over. I was resigned to packing up Darlene and leaving but I had no idea where I was going to go.

They got a leg and I over bid to keep them from winning, don't ask me why and we went set, doubled. That was the first word Doreen said to that point. I said four spade and she doubled and we went down five. Shit. Cock was still hard. About then I noticed, finally, that Doreen's blouse was unbuttoned to about the same point that Darlene's was. That is to say, I could imagine her nipples peeking over the edge of her pale green blouse and the demure bra underneath it. The bra came into view and she did nothing to hide it.

Cock was still hard. The little fucker knew something with his little head that my big head had not managed to figure out. It was starting to throb, though.

They finally won the game and the rubber. Darlene crowed about how much we owed them and set to figuring the score.

Dori stood up. "Sonny, can you help me get something in the pantry? Maybe the garage?"

I stood up without thinking and banged my cock on the table. I got tears in my eyes and happily followed Dori out into the garage. She shut the door which I thought was unnecessary.

"What the hell are you doing?" She said, turning on me with genuine fire in her eyes. "How dare you bring a hooker into my house, particularly with Doreen here. She hasn't the sense god gave a goose, or a goose egg for that matter. Do you see? She's flirting with your hooker!"

"Quit saying hooker." I said. For some reason it made my ears hurt.

"Hooker. Hooker. Hooker! Sonny how could you? Did you think you were being funny?"

I had my explanation all lined up, with words and everything but I stalled. Shit, even I didn't believe it and I knew it was true. Shit, shit, shit. That wonderful calm I get sometimes when things have turned to shit and I just let go and let god came over me. I shrugged.

"Yeah, I did. I had no idea you were going to invite your sister over here."

Dori colored. She started to speak but ended up bitting her lower lip.

I stared at her. I had a thought and it was banging at my teeth to get out of the way so I could put it into words. Even I wasn't that stupid, was I? Yes, yes I was.

"Jesus, Dori, you wanted to share me with your sister?"

Her face flamed scarlet. She looked like she had a fever of a hundred and twelve.

She looked around like she'd lost her poodle.

"Fuck me." I muttered.

That got her attention. She looked me right in the eyes and growled, "I was going to but you drag that hooker into my house. I didn't know what to do. I wasn't going to suggest to Doreen that we fuck you with that looking on!"

I understood that but the truth made it only a little less impossible. I just couldn't figure out how to make the truth seem more like the truth, enough to get to where Dori planned for us to go.

"What are we out here for? Shouldn't we be going back in?"

Dori glared at me, ignored me. "This is all your fault."

"Does that mean I don't get to fuck your sister?"

The glare intensified. She threw a hand at the door to the kitchen.

"Go on in and I'll get chips. I don't know what else to do. You suck at Bridge but I guess we keep playing. Fuck a rocket!"

I felt so good just then, because I heard in Dori's voice the exact same sensation of frustration I felt. Shit, shit, shit! I walked to the kitchen door and opened it. I heard something that did not match and so when my eyes saw Darlene bending over Doreen kissing her, with one hand tucked inside the woman's blouse and bra, I stopped and went completely still. I stared.

Dori arrived behind me and gave me a little push. "Move." She growled. "Oh, oh my." Her voice squeaked.

"I don't think we need to play any more bridge." I whispered.

"I guess not." Dori's voice came to me from out of my sight. "I should say not."

I reached behind me, extending my hand. I felt her little hand in mine and I pulled her gently past the table. Darlene had bent Doreen's head back and was kissing her deeply while she caressed her breast. Doreen was panting but unmoving.

I was about past them when Darlene straightened up and looked at us. Doreen sat forward. Her rich lipstick was smeared and her eyes were glassy.

"Don't mind us." I said in a small voice. I pulled on Dori and she followed me back to her bedroom. She stopped at the door and she walked back out to the living room. She hesitated, turned and came back to me.

"They moved to the couch." She hissed. "Oh god, what have I done? My sister is being seduced by a hooker. She's clearly an omnivore!"

I chuckled. I thought about trying to explain but instead, pulled Dori into her bedroom, closed the door, pressed her against it and kissed her.

Her lips were stiff and dry but I kept at it. Finally she relaxed and then her kiss became a genuine kiss. Her tongue touched mine and then as though it shocked her, she struggled free of me.

"Sonny, what are they doing?"

"Want to watch?" I asked.

"No." Then she smiled. "Well, maybe. No. No! Quit that. Sonny what is happening out there?"

"Want to go look?"

Dori glowered at me.

"Or we could fuck." I offered.

She looked at me then finally focusing on me. She nodded slowly.

"Well, yes, I suppose we could."

I decided to play my gambit.

"Or we could fuck them. She's a hooker after all. Do you really think she would be shocked if she discovered you and your sister..." I realized I was speaking far more than I intended and way more than I knew. Well, the cat was out of the bag now. "Your little tryst with your daughter wasn't the first time you shared a man with family was it?"

Dori covered her face. "Oh god, Sonny, what do you think of me?"

"I think you're more fun than a barrel of monkeys." I returned as swiftly as I could get my clumsy tongue make the words. I was trembling. "Your sister doesn't talk much."

Dori nodded. "She's shy. Well, until you get her top off. Once she sees a guy's eyes bulging at the sight of her tits, she relaxes and she knows what happens next as well as the next girl."

"Shall we go see if there are tits showing yet?" I asked.

Dori looked up at me and then turned her head as though to look over her shoulder. She looked back at me and grinned a tremulous grin.

"Yes. Let's go...no, you go. Bring, bring them back. I'll, I'll get undressed. I'm table ready," she chortled. "I like that expression." She pushed away from the door, pulled her top off and tossed it aside.

Holy fuck, I thought, this is really happening.

"Go on. Don't wimp out on me now. I know you're outnumbered three to one but we'll go easy on you." Dori laughed, all sign of reluctance was subsumed in the fever burning in her eyes.

I opened the door quietly and walked out to the living room. Doreen sat on the couch with her back to me. I couldn't see Darlene until I was looking down on them. Doreen's blouse was open and Darlene had pushed the bra out of the way and was kissing and licking one of Doreen's breasts. I stood still, just watching her technique.

While I watched, she opened Doreen's blouse further and kissed down, making a line down her belly, bending and kissing. Doreen sat with her head back, her eyes closed or she'd have seen me. The only sign she gave that acknowledged what was happening was her heavy breathing, panting that made her great breasts quiver and shake, like she was flexing them somehow.

Darlene arrived at the woman's waist and got between her knees. Doreen shifted, opening her legs. Darlene got to her knees between Doreen's legs. She saw me, glanced at the woman before her and grinned and waved, gesturing for me to come around the couch. She then focused on pulling Doreen's slacks down.

Doreen lifted her ass and allowed her slacks to be pulled off her hips and then tried to put her legs together to let them be pushed off her legs. Darlene was between them. Darlene moved back, pushed the woman's legs together and with commitment and intention, removed her slacks. All the time she was being stripped, Doreen sat with her head tipped onto the back of the couch, panting, her eyes closed and her tits quaking. The bra bunched over them and the ruffled blouse must have been ticklish but she did not make any sign that she felt anything but Darlene's presence.

Darlene smoothed her hands up the womans legs, around them and under her ass. She pulled Doreen's hips forward on the couch, nearly to the edge. That made Doreen slouch on the couch, tipping her languid head forward but she didn't move it or open her eyes. She was passive as a flower at a funeral. Darlene pushed the woman's knees wide, then wider and then wider, till she was spread on the edge of the couch. She bent down and lapped at her pussy, giving it one great slurp with her tongue.

"Oh my sweet Christ!" Doreen cried. Her head turned to the side but here eyes remained closed. Darlene got to work then. She grasped Doreen's thighs and tipped the woman's hips up and pressed her mouth against her pussy. Doreen moaned, her hips twitched once and twice but she did not move otherwise. Her hands lay limply at her sides, but then they flared and pressed down on the couch cushions.

Darlene ate her.

I stepped backwards and eased back to the bedroom. Dori lay under the blankets on the bed.

"What?" She said when I stepped in the door.

She eating your sister, want to come see?"

Dori shook her head.

"I've seen Dee Dee eaten before, hell, I've eaten her before. I want you to fuck me."

I was torn but then my rationalization training clicked into place. I decided I'd tease Dori and go watch Darlene eat her sister. I kicked off shoes and shed my pants. I yanked back the covers, exposing what I expected, Dori's nude body. I grabbed her by the ankles and turned her on the bed, pulling her to the edge, dragging each foot far past my sides. Her pussy was right there. She took the hint and bent my eternally hard cock and touched it to her entrance.

"Yes, god, fuck me!" She hissed.

I leaned into her and my cock penetrated her till the head was inside her. I felt her tension, the steel clasp of her pussy. Her hips bucked and more of my cock disappeared into her body. I held her up. The angle wasn't perfect but when she arched her back, more of my cock sank into her. She groaned and I dropped her, like a clear objection. She looked over her wondrous tits, all tits are wondrous but hers were especially so, she looked over her tits with all of her objections piled up behind her eyes.

"I have to watch them. I'll be right back." I rasped.

"I want your hooker to eat me after you put your cum in me." Dori husked at my back, rather like a flung imprecation as though she thought it was a threat or something. She needed more practice at threatening people if that's what she thought that was.

I walked out to the living room, hearing the grunting moan of an aroused woman as soon as I opened the door. By the time I got my eyes on them, Doreen was writhing on the couch in the throes of ecstasy. She grunted and her hips bucked. Darlene was rubbing her clit and sucking and licking her pussy. Occasionally, Darlene's head would bob and I presumed she was tonguing Doreen's interior. Doreen's hands were now planted profoundly on the couch, her shoulders and tits rolled together but her hips did not move except to pump against Darlene's face. One particularly forceful thrust pushed Darlene's head back and she saw me.

"Ma'am, Ma'am?" Darlene whispered.

Doreen's head tipped forward. I presumed her eyes opened.

"I want you to suck Sonny's cock." Darlene said, her voice a little louder.

Doreen nodded again. She started to move but Darlene pressed her back onto the couch. "He's here. Sonny, come let her suck you."

Doreen tilted her head back and looked around, finding me with her now dulled eyes. They blinked at me. She still didn't speak. She lifted her left hand and reached out to me. She licked her lips.

"Cock." She whispered her first word in my hearing and I thought she was a fucking siren, summoning me to the shoals of my doom. Along I went willingly. Her hand twinkled at me, not really gesturing but only opening and closing like she expected something to be in her grasp and finding nothing confused her.

I put out my hand and she latched onto it. She pulled at me. When she spoke I jumped.

"Come around. I want to suck your cock while your hooker friend sucks my pussy. Now." Her voice was contralto, if it had been deeper it would have rumbled. It had a rough texture that made me want to rumble fuck her and right now. She was panting heavily. She released my hand, sat forward and shucked off her blouse and bra off, tossing them away with a grand gesture.

I guess that settled that. I walked around the couch. Doreen sat forward which pinched Darlene back onto her heels. Doreen reached for my cock and drew me to the edge of the couch. She leaned into me and licked the end of my cock. She cocked her head back and smiled at me.

"You've been in my sister." She husked, her baroque voice roiled with lust. "I want her to suck me off of you too." Her tongue shot out and wrapped around my cock, slurping Dori's dew off of my dick. Her mouth opened and she sucked on my cock. Deeper and deeper she pulled me into her mouth and then down her tight throat. Once she was nose to nose with my pubic bone, she began to suck and hum at the same time. She released me suddenly.

She sat back, looking from Darlene to my cock and back. She finally pushed me to the side and spread her knees. "Eat me." She demanded. Her tone brooked no argument. Darlene didn't argue. She dived in tongue extended. Doreen moaned with satisfaction, her head lolling for a moment till her eyes fixed on me.

"I like having a cock in my mouth when she eats me. Here, stand on your knees and I'll suck you. Don't come. I want you to come in my sister." A vague smile whisked across her expression, then the intensity returned. Her hips bucked up and she groaned, tossing her head back. She grunted and I think she must have orgasmed but it was subdued. Her eyes opened and she waved me forward.