Bathroom
Neal Carmody stood naked in Sarah Malone's bathroom, holding his clothes in his arms. Not two hours before he had been looking into community college classes and now he had just finished having amazing sex with one of the best looking cheerleaders from high school.
In high school Neal had been one of the "smart kids". Another of the "smart kids." Sally, had been having sex with most of the group since freshman year. That morning Sally had called and told him that Sarah, one of the cheerleaders, needed cheering up and asked him to help out. He thought it was a "punk" but went along, just in case, and quickly discovered that it wasn't a joke.
While he was relaxing in the afterglow of the best sex he had ever had the doorbell rang and it was another guy Sally had sent over to cheer up Sarah. He had been quickly shuffled into the bathroom. Neal dropped his clothes on the floor and pulled off the semen filled condom as he listened to "the next guy" ascending the stairs.
He hesitated about what to do with the condom and then poured the content into the toilet. He filled it from the faucet and emptied it before discarding it in the wastebasket. He wiped his penis dry with some toilet paper, unwilling to use Sarah's washcloth to clean it off. He reasoned he could clean it better at home. Then he dressed and combed his hair.
He glanced into Sarah's room on the way out. A guy with red hair and freckled shoulders had his pale butt pumping up and down between Sarah's legs. He recognized him as Jared Samuels who had been in the math club. Sarah caught him peeking in, smiled and wiggled her fingers at him.
As he came down the stairs he saw Sarah's mom lying on the couch wearing an apron. She smiled at him, "Sounded like you had a good time up there," She said.
That morning Sally had claimed, "You might get lucky if her mom is in.". And when he had arrived, Sarah's mom had flashed her breast at him. Neal remembered that, blushed and replied, "Yes ma'am." She didn't move to get up so Neal let himself out. "Good by Mrs. Malone," he stated politely as he closed the door behind him.
Living Room
But as Neal went to his car he saw he was blocked in by the latest arrival's car. Seeing no alternative, he went back to the house and rang the bell.
Sarah's mother couldn't help but hear the vigorous and joyful lovemaking between her daughter and Neal. She had masturbated to several orgasms during the activity and as a result had a huge wet spot on her exercise leotards. She had covered the dampness with a hastily grabbed apron. But when she looked through the peephole and saw Neal she pulled off the apron and threw it on the couch.
As she opened the door she smiled broadly and exclaimed, "Neal! You came back for me! Come in!" She encouraged his entry with a gentle push at his butt and let a strap drop to expose a breast.
Neal, no longer surprised at what might go on in the Malone household, and oblivious to the come-on, simply stated the facts. "My car is blocked in. I need to have the guy upstairs move his car."
"You know he and Sarah are busy," Marlene flirted. "Are you in a hurry? Need to get somewhere?"
"I could just go up and interrupt them" he said, recognizing a familiar squeal of pleasure from upstairs.
"It would be better if you didn't" Mrs. Malone told him in a soft pleasant voice. "We can wait."
Neal said nothing. He was thinking about the drudgery involved if he were to wait there while the moans he was hearing filtered down from the upstairs bedroom.
"We can have some fun," Mrs. Malone told him taking his hand and placing it on her bare breast.
He suddenly realized what she was talking about and reflexively jerked his hand back. She responded by placing her hand firmly and deliberately at his crotch. He looked at her body and saw the large wet patch at her crotch. He could easily make out the flesh pillows between her legs and the darker slit between them.
It was obvious to Marlene what he was staring at. That was her objective. "You like it?" She spread her legs. "Stick around. I'll provide a better view."
Neal hadn't previously noticed that Marlene was a beauty in her own right. In fact, she shared the figure and clam shell cunt of her daughter. Her exposed breast was a little larger than her Daughter's but didn't sag appreciably. Her face showed very slight signs of her age. His cock responded.
"I know you've just given it to my daughter but a young guy like you can certainly handle two women in a day." Marlene whispered to him, flicking his ear with her tongue and rubbing his penis through his jeans. His cock came to full salute when she grabbed it through the cloth. She exclaimed, "SEE! Come on, Let's do it." She took his hand while encouraging her other breast free of it's loose covering and gently pulled him to her.
Neal was totally unprepared for the kiss. Her tongue was inside his mouth, gently exploring his tongue. She pulled him tight, her ample breasts pushing against his chest and she pulled his butt to her so his cock was caught tightly between their bodies. As she kissed she rubbed her abdomen against it.
Releasing him and smiling broadly, she grabbed one of his hands and jammed it against her soft, wet crotch. He dropped all resistance and allowed her to lead him to the stairs by one hand. He remembered again what Sally had told him, "
You might get lucky. She might join you
."
Master Bedroom
She took him up to the master bedroom and its king sized bed.
Marlene turned to him, "Time to lose this." She peeled down her leotard and stepped lightly out of it.
Neal looked in wonder at the large breasts, flat stomach, and closely shaved, clam pussy. He reached out to touch one of the ever so slight dark lines near her navel.
"Sarah did that." she told him and answered his questioning look, "Stretch marks from pregnancy. Kind of ugly right?"
"Barely noticeable," Neal responded, regretting that he had reached out to feel them. "You look great!" Then added, "As good as Sarah."
"I do try to keep in shape. Have to for the club."
"Club?"
"Oh, of course you don't know. I dance at Pete's north of the city with Sarah."
"With Sarah? Pete's?"
"Sarah didn't tell you she dances too? Well. 'strips' may be more accurate. At Pete's Play Palace, north of the city."