"When you come home on break I have an idea for your father's 45th birthday, Um, I know this sounds cryptic but can I go over it when you get here?" Malorie asked softly. She had the whole plan worked out but now that she was on the phone with her son it seemed totally screwed up. "It is just an idea, you know how those are."
Martin paused wondering what made his usually self-confident mom sounding so unsure of herself, "Sure mom, Friday. We can talk about it then," he said now intrigued.
"Oh, I hope you don't mind but I assumed you and Kat and um, you know will be sharing your bedroom so we got rid of the full and got you a king, so..." his mom said softly.
Martin smiled, "Thanks. Wow! And whose birthday is it this weekend?" he'd thought about Annie, Katerina, and himself sleeping together in the smaller bed at home. He'd decided they'd make it work, but this is so much better. "I love you, Mom. I'll see you Friday...we'll see you Friday."
"I love you too, give Annie and Kat a big hug for me," she said thinking about the conversation and what their reaction would be, "Bye." She put down the phone. "Stupid, stupid, stupid. Perhaps there's something else he'd like better," she snorted then shook her head, "right..."
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Martin got up seeing his beautiful redheaded girlfriend come in, "Damn! Where were you?" he asked pulling her into an embrace, "I was hoping we had time before Annie got back for a bit of fun," He kissed her then looked at the bags she was holding.
Kat grinned, "Ok. Stay right there," she stroked his fat member, "hold that thought," she giggled and trotted upstairs, the bags noisily rustling as she went up.
Martin plopped down on the couch wondering what she was up to, but he didn't have long to wait. He hadn't heard her come back down the stairs, but he saw her head peek around the doorway. "Ok, what are you wearing...Oh crap, not much!" he laughed.
The cute redhead stepped out wearing most of a black teddy. Most because her breasts were fully exposed and when she turned he could see the entire crotch was missing. He felt his cock throb eagerly looking at her. He started to get up, but she held out her hand.
"Easy boy, we strippers are strictly hands-off," she smiled as she came over, turned, and touched her toes. She looked back between her legs at the snake pulsing up inside his pant leg.
Martin looked at her beautiful crotch fully exposed with the flimsy material covering half her ass cheeks. He wanted to reach out and run his finger up the wet slit to her pink asshole, wait! Pink? "You bleached your asshole?" he asked, "For me?"
Kat reached back and stroked her anus, "Of course not for you," she sighed, "for my other boyfriends." She stood up, "Actually it was Annie's idea. I guess all the girls do it for the porn shoots and she thought it would be a good look on me," she blushed, "I guess you like it, but back to being an anonymous whore," she looked at the large tent in his pants. She saw he was resisting touching her, so she stepped back, "Remember, big boy. No touching. Go on, sit on your hands so we don't get in trouble. By the way, my name's Candy."
Martin's cock ached as he complied and put his hands under his thighs. "Oh wow," he sighed as Kat knelt down and popped the button on his pants with her teeth. She was giggling as she had to lean around his cock tenting his pants. She tried to unzip him, but with the pressure he was putting on the fabric, she gave up.
"Fuck it," she sighed, "when they taught me this routine they never had anyone with a cock this size." She unzipped his pants and yanked them off. "Ok, remember, no touching," she said, "Oh and I'll need a credit card when we're done. And, it's an extra $100 for a happy ending," she said as she straddled his waist. "I'm impressed," she sighed feeling his hard shaft against her bare pussy, "when I saw you all I thought was what a cute nerd-boy, but you're packing some serious equipment." She pressed her wet pussy against the long shaft and ground up and down the length.
Martin tried to suck a nipple in his mouth, but Kat jerked back, scolding him. His cock was slick with her cum and she kept teasing him as she pressed her slit against his plump head before sliding back down. He tried to press his cock inside her, but she anticipated his attempts and kept moving away.
"You are a bad boy, first you try to suck on my nipples," she said softly as she pressed her tits against his face, then slapped his cheeks with them as she pivoted her chest, "then you are trying to get us in trouble by putting that huge cock inside me," she said firmly. She ground harder against him feeling her own arousal increase, "Oh crap, I suppose you expect me to take care of this," she said as she crawled down, gripped his slick shaft, and stroked it. She looked up at the boy, "Did I say $100? Silly me, I meant $200." she stroked him more rapidly. She looked around to see if anyone was watching, and whispered, "If you don't tell anyone I'll suck you off for $300, you can fuck my cunt for $400 or my virgin ass for $500," she leaned down and licked the underside of the head. "And I'll even let you touch my tits," she whispered, "just tell no one."
Martin reached over, grabbed his wallet, and pulled out the credit card, "All I have left on here is $437, will that be enough to fuck that nice pink asshole of yours? Please? It looks so pretty."
Kat took the card, "I'll be right back, I need to run this, why don't you take off all the rest of your clothes." She held up the card, "Not that I don't trust you..." she said as she headed upstairs, her huge breasts bouncing.