And Mother made more

The Easter break came to an end and things dried up for a while, unless I could think of a good excuse to bunk off school to fuck Carole, (although I did occasionally take advantage of my blackmail hold over the Old Bitch to force her to let me jack off into her mouth, although the novelty had long since worn off.) Otherwise I contented myself with wanking like a demon and waiting for half term. When it finally came round, Carole walked in and couldn’t wait to get me upstairs and make up for lost time. This we did, and were at it so energetically that we didn’t hear when Mother Dear came home, so were quite surprised when she walked into my room and saw us at it like knives. But not as surprised as she was. Amazingly, she tried to bluster and tell Carole off for fucking me and even threatened her with the sack, as if previous events had never happened, but I wasn’t going to stand for that for a second. “Come off it” I said “you know I’m in charge here, and you know what you’ve got to do now, don’t you?” She began to tremble, but to Carole’s astonishment started to take her kit off. (I hadn’t told Carole that I’d fucked mother as I thought she might be too shocked: fortunately she had discovered a whole new world since we began our affair and took it in her stride.) I pushed my now naked and flabby mother down onto the bed next to Carole, and proceeded to fuck each of them in turn. To my delight Carole also discovered that she had a taste for pussy, so things got very interesting for the rest of the day, and mother was in no position to complain that the house didn’t get cleaned much. Carole and I decided that we preferred fucking without Mother, however much I enjoyed humiliating her, and so we didn’t do her again for some time, until the day Steve came back of holiday, turned up as usual and found Mother home. Now I should say that Steve and I were at primary school together and mother had been class teacher to both of us. Steve therefore had his own bad memories of her, so when Carole and I told her that she would have to perform today Steve was in absolute raptures at the thought that he was going to fuck “Miss” after all these years. And fuck her he did, over and over again and with a vigour that astonished us all. (And made her very wet and very sore.) I’m glad to say that Mommy Dear never again said a cross word to either of us again. Steve was inspired, and decided if I could fuck my mother there was no reason why he shouldn’t fuck his own, and that was to be his plan. As his mother was only 36 and a real looker, I couldn’t wait to see what happened, and may later on set down that story also. That wonderful Summer passed all to quickly in an ecstasy of two and three way fucking between me, Carole and Steve that I still remember decades later as some of the best sex I ever had, but all good things have to come to an end. Because of the power of blackmail she had over her kiddie fiddling husband, she was able to make him buy her a car which led to a whole new hobby. There was an overnight truck stop on the new Motorway that had just been built nearby, and Carole discovered that truckers liked a bit of company on cold dark nights, in fact at any time to tell the truth. She started going over there at weekends, and sometimes would get through as many as half a dozen drivers before she had to draw breath. I would go along with her sometimes, and enjoyed some very sloppy seconds with her in the back of the car. She had really discovered a talent and a love for what we later came to call the swinger lifestyle, and I was proud that I had contributed a little to her sexual blossoming. The inevitable had to happen. One night Carole whispered to me that she was pregnant, and had no idea if it was mine, Steve’s or by one of the scores of truckers she had now had. But she was quite sure that it had nothing to do with her cuckold husband, because however aroused he had become by her tales of what she was doing she had never let him fuck her again. She also knew that he would have to accept the kid or be made to look a complete loser to all his mates if the story came out. (He was absolutely desperate at the possibility that the kid might be black, which would have taken some explaining.) Because of her condition Carole decided give up work and to stop the games until the pregnancy was over and the kid was old enough to be left, but by that time I had moved on and I never saw her again. Never forgotten her though, even 50 years later. Added by Gwartheg

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