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Full i****t serviceMy mother was acting strangely. She had been for the last month or so, though not in any overt manner, no specific ways that stuck out, but in much more subtle ways that anybody who didn’t know her as well as I do after eighteen years would ever notice. Other than bitching at me about little things, (growing up, learning the meaning of ‘responsibility’, getting a job, how I’m so impossible) it was as though something had been on her mind, distracting her and, while we didn’t dislike each other, our relationship wasn’t close enough for a mother-daughter talk about it. That early evening, however, her behaviour was even more irregular than it had been. It was in the way she carried herself, how she stood, moved and in her facial expressions. Most of all, it was in her attire.Again, the differences were subtle, but obvious to one who knew Vanessa Griffin and her staunch routine of years. An off-white, short sleeved blouse that I hadn’t seen outside her closet in a few years was chosen as that evening’s top. It was just a little small on what had become her pleasantly curvy figure, the reason she’d left it hiding away, but it only showed in how its buttons strained slightly around those proud D cups. She even left the top two undone rather than fasten the thin garment up so far as to practically choke herself to death as usual. Looking close, I could even just barely make out the lace pattern of her white bra underneath and, from what I could tell, it didn’t look like a granny bra.She’d left the blouse untucked, the short tails resting nicely just above her rounded hips in a manner that accentuated them as much as the black business skirt, one I’d never seen her wear to her job as receptionist at the Audi dealership. It’s not that the skirt was indecent in any way, no more than her blouse, but its hem rode a few inches above her knees rather than just below. A six inch slit up the back added to its understated sexy appeal, and the open toed, black, three inch heels that added to her natural five-seven height finished the ensemble in a way that they never spoke for her usual outfits.Her long, auburn hair, usually worn up, was now down and flowing over her shoulders, straight but somehow not lacking body. Green eyes complimented a face that was attractive despite how it’s shapely mouth and full lips almost never smiled since she and my father divorced. Also, her makeup was applied differently, more vividly I might have said, and her whole look made it seem almost as though she was trying to attract attention, not that she needed to. I knew she was hot and I’d noticed plenty of guys checking her out on many an occasion.Yes, something was definitely going on and, that evening, I was becoming more curious about it by the minute. Clickety-clicking on her laptop at the kitchen island, she performed a double take at me from the corner of her eye as I peered at her from the doorway.”Darin, what are you doing?” she asked, irritated, but also vaguely paranoid at my attention. “I told you, I’ve got an appointment at eight that I can’t miss. If you want a ride to the mall, you’d better be ready in fifteen minutes.””What appointment?” I asked as her eyes returned to the screen.(Clickety-clickety-click) “The garage.” (Clickety-clickety-clickety)”I thought the car was fixed,” I casually challenged.More irritated, she quickly replied, “They had to order parts, would you please get your ass in gear?””Al-right, jeez!”I was mostly ready anyway, save for finishing up with my hair, black like my father’s and a little shorter than hers where it rested at my shoulders, and the choice of an outfit suitable to cruising the mall with my friends. I chose a pair of black capris leggings with a pink T shirt that was long enough to just barely cover the bottom of my shapely, fit posterior. The V neck wasn’t quite as low as I would have wanted, but I’d never get anything lower past Mom’s critical inspection and it still looked great on me. A wide, black belt with a big, round, gold buckle accentuated my hips and a pair of zebra striped Mary-Jane heels finished my look perfectly.Checking this ensemble in the mirror, I wished I’d inherited Mom’s boob size along with the bright green eyes that looked back at me, but my perky Cs looked fabulous in that top and went with my athletic hips very well. I wasn’t quite as tall or voluptuous as my mother, but I was happy and comfortable with my body and enjoyed showing it off.I gave myself a little smile as I considered bringing another top in order to do an end-run around the fashion gestapo downstairs, but I didn’t want to be weighed down with a pack. Grabbing my small, rectangular, black clutch instead, I left my room just as said gestapo yelled at me to hurry, or I’d be left behind.As it was, she shook her head slightly, rolling her eyes in silent disapproval of my outfit, but I pretended not to notice, practically skipping past her, through the kitchen and to the adjoined garage. By the time she was beside me in the driver’s seat of her red coupe, whatever it was that had her so distracted had removed my appearance from her mind and, by the time she turned out onto the street, I was back to wondering at that.I surreptitiously watched her nervously tapping the steering wheel with her index finger as she drove, nibbling at the inside of her lower lip, and my curiosity finally got the better of me.”So, what’s eating you?” I asked with indifference in my tone.”What?” she replied, a little startled at first, as though she’d forgotten I was even there.”Something’s on your mind.””Why do you say that?” she asked, clearly defensive now.”Because there is. I can tell.””There’s nothing on my mind,” she lied.”Sure,” I sarcastically agreed, half interestedly checking out a cute guy walking down the sidewalk as we passed.”I’m worried about the car and how much it’ll cost,” she lied again.”Uh huh,” I laughed. “If I didn’t know better, I’d swear you were going out on a date or something.”She jerked her head around to look at me and I almost laughed again at expression on her face.”Don’t be ridiculous,” she scoffed. “I told you, I’m nervous about the car.””What’s so ridiculous about you going on a date?””W- Nothing, It’s just that that isn’t the case.”I sighed, shaking my head and rolling my eyes, saying, “Whatever. Anyway, why don’t you just get it fixed at work? Wouldn’t they give you an employee discount or something?”She snorted derisively and replied, “They don’t work on Chevrolets and dealerships are the last place anybody should take their car for repairs, employee discount or no.”I laughed again at the irony of her statement, considering her occupation, but didn’t follow her up on it. Flipping the visor down, I used the vanity mirror to check my makeup, asking, “So where are you taking it, then? And what kinda place is open at this hour?”Wheeling Auto service,” she replied. “It’s a private business, so they work late.””How’d you find out about them?””The internet.””Hm. Well, I hope they’re honest.””I think he is,” she toned.”‘He’?””Dave. He runs the place. (Ahem)”This time I was the one to jerk my head around at her, a knowing grin spreading across my face at how she’d nervously cleared her throat just then.”Is he cute?”She glanced at me without meeting my eyes, the ghost of a guilty smile leaping to her features for an instant before she could squash it, and replied with a more severe expression, “Darin… He’s just a mechanic, alright?””Geez, Mom, lighten up. We’re just talking. … “So, is he?”She only shook her head, a dismissal to my question rather than an answer, but that smile returned and wasn’t so easily gotten rid of this time. Neither was I.”Mom?””You’re way off base,” she said, giving up on getting rid of that smile.”Oh, I don’t think so. I bet he’s tall and dark with big muscular arms like those guys on the covers of your trash novels. Isn’t he, Mom?”We’d come to a halt at a stop sign, she being stubbornly silent on the matter at hand, and I was about to continue my teasing inquiry when the car sputtered and died.”Oh, shit!” she swore. “Don’t you do this to me, you…!”Slapping the gear selector all the way ahead to the park position, she twisted the ignition, the only result being a ‘rur, rur, rur, rur, rur’ sound as the engine turned over, but absolutely refused to start.”Please, please, please, not now?!” she desperately begged.(Rur, rur, rur, rur, rur, rur, rur, rur, rur, rur, rur, rur, rur, rur-)The car behind us hit the horn and Mum almost went nuclear.”Oh, shut up! Can’t you see I’m having trouble, you-?!”And then it fired up. We both breathed a sigh of relief and she switched the transmission back to drive so we could get moving again, for however long.Dammit, dammit, dammit!” she fumed. “Millions of dollars in bailouts from two countries and those blasted morons still can’t build a decent car! Should have told them to go to hell! Should have let them go out of business! God damned, rotten, useless, good for nothing boneheads! Should have listened to your uncle Stanley and bought that used BMW, but no, I had to have this brand new, shiny red piece of shit!””Mom?””What, Darin?! What?!””Whatever this Dave guy looks like, you should totally go out with him because you really need to get laid.”I thought she was going to hit me. I mean, I really thought she was going to punch me right in my pretty little face. After totally flipping out and threatening dire consequences if I said another word between there and the mall, I wisely kept my mouth shut until we rolled up to The Pen Centre’s main entrance.By that time, however, I was no longer really interested in the mall. No, I wanted to see what was up with my tightly wound mother and this ‘appointment’ of hers, so I decided to worm my little way into her business.”They’re not here,” I said with a frown, scanning the entrance for Kendra and Tiffany, this being no surprise to me as I was supposed to meet them inside at New York Fries.”They’re probably inside,” she correctly ventured, that heavier stress beginning to creep back into her tone.”No,” I refuted, “we were supposed to meet up right here, but…””Darin, I can’t wait, it’s almost ten to eight and I have to-“”Well, they’re not here, what am I supposed to do?” I almost whined at her.”They’re probably running a little late; just wait for them and they’ll be along,” she impatiently advised.”But, what if they don’t show up? I can’t hang out by myself! Like a loser!””Oh my god!” she grated in pure frustration, rubbing her forehead with the palm of her hand. “Call them, or text them, or whatever the hell because I have to go before the god damned car stalls again, this time maybe for good!”I opened my little clutch to grab my phone, turning the ring volume off as I pretended to briefly rifle through its other contents.”Oh no!” I lamented.”Now what?””I forgot my phone!”She stared at me as though I’d just told her that I was pregnant with Uncle Stanley’s baby.”What?!” she asked incredulously. “Look again!”I held up the little black clutch, emphasizing its limited confines while I emphatically determined, “It’s not here, Mom!””Darin, for chrissakes, they’ll be along! Now, get out of the car so I can-“”No! You don’t know that! I’m not gonna sit around waiting like an idiot, without even my cellphone when they might not even-“”I can’t take you with me, would you please just get out so I can go?!””Why?!” I demanded, actually wanting to know why she couldn’t take me along to what was supposed to be just an appointment at a garage. “Anyway, this is all your fault! If you weren’t bugging me to hurry before we left, I wouldn’t have forgotten-!She stomped the gas pedal to the floor, slamming me into the seatback. I wouldn’t have thought her car had enough power to screech the tires, but I guess I was wrong.”Hey! Mom, what the hell are you-?!””Shut up, Darin!” she shouted at me, spittle flying from her livid mouth, “I mean it, just shut the hell up right now, or we’re going to the river so I can drown you in it! God dammit, you are so impossible!”My mission accomplished, I shut up, looking out the side window and pretending to pout so she wouldn’t see me trying not to laugh.Just over ten minutes later, we pulled off Welland Avenue and drove around the business fronting the street to the rear lot where another establishment, a moderately sized, gray industrial building stood. We came to a stop in front of its large garage door between a big, deep red pickup truck hitched to a long travel trailer on Mom’s side and a shiny, black Harley Davidson on mine. A sign to the right of the garage door and in front of the bike stated that this was indeed Wheeling Auto Service and a man door to the right of that displayed another sign in its window that read ‘closed’.”I think they’re closed,” I offered in a small, carefully innocent voice.She looked at me, her expression hinting that something bad might happen to me if they really were before tersely instructing, “Stay here.”Wisely leaving the engine running, she got out and slammed the door, walking around the front of it in the gathering gloom to the man door. The look of relief on her face was plain as day when she tried the knob and found it unlocked.She went in, and after a moment I expelled a slightly bored sigh, turning on the radio to catch Adele in the first thirty seconds of Rolling in the Deep. Before she could finish the song, the big door in front of me began rolling up with a heavy, clattering roar to reveal a rather large man dressed in dirty jeans and a Harley Davidson T shirt.When I say ‘large’, I don’t mean fat, rather the undefined muscular type. He was easily over six feet tall with big hands. He looked to be in his late thirties, maybe early forties, with a face that was neither ugly, nor attractive under an intact hairline of dark brown. If this was Dave, he was nothing like the men that graced the cover of Mom’s trash novels, but this isn’t to say that he had no appeal.I didn’t realize I was staring until he looked directly at me, holding my eyes while he paused there, the door rolling the rest of the way up of its own volition. With the hint of a smile, he broke eye contact first and started forward, moving for the driver’s side of Mom’s shiny red piece of shit. For some reason, I wanted to quickly reach over and lock the door, somehow impressed with, but almost frightened of him at the same time. Of course, I didn’t. Instead, I cleared my throat and wondered at Mom’s choice of mechanic as he reached the side of the car, opened the door and got in beside me.He filled the driver’s portion of the small car, the vehicle shaking quite noticeably as his weight settled and, right away, the manly smell of sweat and unidentified automotive dirt filled its confines. I was still gawking, and when he looked at me, I couldn’t help but smile with a curious mix of unguarded admiration and apprehension. For his part, he smiled as well, his brown eyes blatantly checking me out as I sat, so small beside him. He didn’t leer like a pervert, but confidently, thoroughly appraised me without fear of my reaction to it. I could tell he liked what he saw and it had the surprising effect of turning me on a little. I had to stifle a nervous giggle as he stuck his hand out to introduce himself.”I’m Dave,” he stated in a strong, but friendly enough voice.Giving him my hand, which was completely engulfed his strong, firm grip, I replied, “Darin.””Hey, Darin,” he said, checking out my boobs again before adding, “Cool name for a girl.””Thank you”, was all I could say to this.”So, your mother’s car is acting up, eh?” he asked, shutting the door.”Yeah, it’s, (ahem) … acting up,” I stupidly confirmed.Ignoring my nervous idiocy, he put the car gear in and then began moving us forward, saying, “Well, we’ll see what we can do before she decides to burn it.”I’d been so preoccupied with him that I never even looked beyond the opened door to the garage’s interior. As the car’s front, then rear wheels bumped over the threshold and inside, the engine becoming louder within the surrounding metal walls, I looked around, suddenly and acutely aware of my heart having increased its pace and force to where I could feel it beating in my chest.Mom took me to her work at the Audi dealership once after school and on our way home. She was getting her schedule and, while I waited, I saw inside their service center. It was big, clean and professional looking with all the mechanics wearing the same smart uniforms, working on brand new, shiny Audis. In the outer waiting area, soft muzac played while salesmen strolled around with their gleaming teeth and pressed shirts and ties, smiling and trying to impress potential customers, Mom and the other receptionist. Big, bright Audi signs graced the walls, boasting of professional service, factory roadside assistance and the Le Mans Victory Sales Event.This place wasn’t like that.Spanning the entire back wall was a long, wide workbench, covered with tools and greasy black car parts with two big red toolboxes standing at the right end of it. Towards the back of the right wall was a closed door that led to what must have been a small compartment, maybe a bathroom. A set of wooden stairs beside the door led to a chicken wired enclosure above that held tires and some other items, presumably spare car parts. Opposite this, lining the left wall, were several tall, wide, blue metal cabinets that ran more than halfway to the front of the garage. Beside them and to our immediate left, two big floor jacks were stored against the wall with some other unidentifiable equipment. To my right, a large window allowed a view to a moderately sized office/waiting area with a door beside the window to gain entry.In the right rear corner, a bright, orangey red car was nosed, the wide tired rear end jacked a few feet in the air while, underneath, a guy was on his back, arms raised and working on the bottom of it. Beside it and in the left rear corner, a big van was raised six or seven feet into the air on one of those lift thingies and, as we rolled in, another guy was pushing a Harley ahead and between these two areas to make room for Mom’s car.She was standing a few feet from the door to the office/waiting area with her professional smile and demeanor not quite covering her own apprehension, looking at me with the subtle paranoia that I saw back at the house before glancing at the back of the guy pushing the Harley. That didn’t have time to register, what with the state I was in, but also because that’s when the car stalled.”There she goes,” Dave commented, putting the car in park after its forward momentum ran out to turn the ignition.(Rur, rur, rur, rur, rur, rur, rur, rur, rur, rur-)”Fuck it,” he decided, giving up.”Do you know what’s wrong with it?” I asked, still intimidated and impressed, but now composed barely enough to try covering that up.He smiled at me and replied, “Yeah, it’s a Cobalt.”I couldn’t help laughing a little at this diagnosis as he put the car in neutral, and then opened the door, letting in the sound of some rock and roll from my mother’s era. A moment later, he was out and pushing it ahead by himself with one big paw on the windshield pillar, and without any real strain. When he was finished, he stooped over, reaching back inside to put the transmission in park and turn the ignition switch back, popping the hood afterward while taking an appreciative look at my legs.”Okay, we got it; may as well hop out.”I’ve never been the shy type, have never really been uncomfortable in any social surrounding because I know that attractive people have power in that sense. I know I look good and, as I’ve mentioned, I enjoy it when guys look at me, and often wear some pretty daring outfits once I’m away from Mom so I can show myself off to get that kind of attention, not that any of them would have a chance with me. I just like their reaction because it makes me feel good about myself, Kendra and Tiffany being likeminded in this, but also my friendly competition.When I got out of the car, however, I casually made sure my shirt was covering my tush, pulling it down from the sides while wiggling my hips up underneath it. It’s not that I minded Dave’s attention overly much, but without the security of my friends, the familiarity and safety of the crowded mall, and with my mother present, I just wasn’t so sure of myself. This was someone else’s world, one where I had no control, and the guy who was openly checking me out as he crawled out from under the rear of the red car made that very clear.Nervously, I stepped towards Mom, the only familiar face and relative safety I could find.The guy who’d been pushing the bike ahead had turned and was now approaching us. He was very attractive in a slightly unkempt way, with short black hair, a little tousled while his beautiful, chocolate brown eyes beheld us. I suspected that some of his ancestral roots must have been from the Middle East, and it looked very good on him. With his black jeans, untucked, half unbuttoned gray shirt and muscular lean build, he was the very definition of ‘tall, dark n handsome’ and made the guys on the covers of Mom’s trash novels look like idiotic girly men and wannabes by comparison. I was actually proud of Mom for having his attention the way she obviously did, even over me, and it was clear that he had hers as he walked up to us with a confident swagger, wiping his hands on a rag and showing us a warm, winning smile.”Hi, Vanessa,” he greeted, checking out her bust line afterward.”Hello,” she returned with a goofy smile, adding, “This is my daughter, Darin. Darin, this is Gigi.”He stuck out his hand, checked me out and nodded once, saying, “Hey, Darin.””Hi,” I replied, shaking his hand with a smile that probably wasn’t much less goofy than hers.As the guy who’d been working underneath the car approached, Gigi nodded to him, saying, “Vanessa, Darin, this is Dick.”Smiling at Dick this time, I offered my hand to him and he took it, checking me out more blatantly than Gigi did, but looking me in the eyes when he greeted me with, “Nice to meet ya, Darin. You too, Vanessa.”The pleasure’s all mine,” she replied, taking his hand and shaking it as I had while his eyes roamed over her body.This was incredible, and the reason she didn’t want me along became yet clearer, that being that she didn’t want me to know about how she enjoyed being the object of their attention. At age forty-two, I suddenly wondered if she wasn’t approaching that time in a woman’s life when certain things, such as her sex drive, began to change.Dick’s attention was back on me as Dave began pulling the large door back down via a chain that hung at the doorframe. He was handsome enough with fair hair, blue eyes and a body that was hidden by the dirty pair of dark green coveralls he wore. Again, he looked us in the eyes when he spoke, gesturing to the office as he did.”Have you two met my wife, Carrie?””A few minutes ago when I arrived, yes,” Mom answered.I looked to my right and around her, for the first time seeing two women in the office/waiting area who looked about the same age as the guys, each sitting in one of those adjustable desk chairs. One, an attractive blonde with tattoos from the wrist, all the way up to the shoulder of her left arm, appeared to be watching something, presumably on a computer monitor behind a service counter that faced the outside door. The other, an even more attractive dark skinned brunette, was looking directly at me. Her feet up on the counter, ankles crossed, she slouched beside the blonde and nodded at me with a smile as Dick had, but hers was different. All I could do was smile back with the same nod before looking back to Dick.”She’d be the tattooed lady,” he told me with a smile, adding, “The other one is Dawn, Gigi’s sister.”I looked back and Dawn was still looking at me with that same smile, now slowly swivelling her chair back and forth by her hips. I looked away again, feeling a heated flush make its way up my body, suddenly knowing why she was smiling at me like that. It was the same kind of smile the guys were giving us, but a lot more intense.And that’s when I noticed the posters along the walls. My eyes widened as I checked them out, each of them featuring a different woman from about mid-thigh up. I could tell they weren’t professional models, but they were all attractive and all covered in some sort of oil or fluid and, at the bottom of these homemade posters, scripted characters identified them with titles such as, ‘Miss 10w30’, or, ‘Miss Dexron I’, and so on. Most of them were braless, some in panties and some in sexy shorts, all of them posing with a smile. Seeing my eyes and how they looked around at them, Gigi voiced what I’d noted a few minutes before with a laugh.”Not exactly like the Audi dealership, huh?””Um, not really,” I admitted, my eyes inexplicably dropping to his slightly hairy chest for a split second that totally mortified me.”Mom was just telling me that the dealership is the last place anybody should take their car,” I said.I took this right off the top of my head in order to socially pave over my little indiscretion with his chest, but Mom didn’t seem to notice it and, if Gigi did, he didn’t seem to mind. Hey, it wasn’t as if his eyes weren’t all over us, right?”She’s right,” Dick affirmed. “Bought a new Chevy truck about five years ago and it was the biggest piece of shit I’ve ever owned, and the most I’ve ever paid for any vehicle, at that. Worst of all, they jerked me around with the warranty while the fuckin’ thing rotted to pieces. Frame, body and everything. Lost my brakes one night and ended up on somebody’s lawn, so I got under the thing the next day and found the front brake line rotted through. Checked the other ones, and they were all rotted to shit, too, same as the steel power steering line. And all of them had little stickers on them that said, ‘Made in China’. Yeah. Once the engine started knocking and leaking oil, all I could do was sell the pig for what I could get out of it just so I could wash my hands of it.”Mom clucked her tongue in disgust, shaking her head as Gigi weighed in with a story of his own. The whole time, both of these men were checking us out, and Mom never seemed to mind. In fact, I’m sure she enjoyed it as much as she obviously enjoyed conversing with them. I couldn’t believe it, and I listened as she threw her two cents in.”I think the problem,” she opined, “is that they’ve come to realize they can make as much money from their customers in the parts and service aspect of their operations as they can from actually selling the car, so they intentionally design flaws into them. I mean, just think of how much money they must make from the replacement parts of a particular model- every one ever sold in every country- over and over during that car’s lifetime and throughout all of its owners, because even the replacement parts are designed to fail. It’s a rip-off and it’s downright criminal.””Where’d that fuckin’ dirt bag, Randy, put our order?” Dave asked as Dick and Gigi solemnly nodded their heads at Mom’s comments.”I don’t know,” Dick answered, “isn’t it by the door?””Look in the office,” Gigi advised, “he probably brought it in there so he could talk to the girls.””Darin, do me a favour and ask Carrie and Dawn if our parts order is in there?” Dave asked as he walked towards the rear of the shop.A quick glance through the window found Dawn still looking at me, her smile wider as Carrie was also looking now, smiling as well as she spoke to her very alluring friend. As I’ve mentioned, I’d never been nervous around people before, therefore I really wasn’t equipped to deal with my growing apprehension. So, after a short, almost fearful pause while Mom went on to talk about ‘bullshit maintenance procedures’, I began a stiff legged walk towards the office door.Inside, I found myself in a more or less expected area with seating along the wall opposite the window that comprised of different car seats, modified with legs that allowed them to sit properly on the floor. They were all clean, as was the rest of this area, with a pedestal style ashtray available for their possible occupants. Above them, the wall was covered with pictures of powerful looking cars and Harley Davidsons, some that looked like they were on show with trophies in front of them, sometimes a scantily clad woman, and some that looked like they were in the middle of a race. Under the large window sat a low rack with eight or ten car batteries, beside that another rack with an array of wiper blades, and more displays of other various and unidentifiable automotive parts. To my right was the man door that led outside, one of those red and chrome, coin operated peanut dispensing machines beside it. Towards the rear, the service counter jutted from the outside wall, stopping to leave enough room to get by between it and the large window to the rest of the garage. On the wall behind it, more automotive parts occupied shelves that spanned its length. These were larger items, most of them shiny chrome, or polished aluminum.Standing there, completely out of my element, I mustered what little social courage I was suddenly left with and spoke with a polite smile as I approached the wide, wooden countertop that the two women sat behind.”Hello, my name is Darin.””Hey, Darin,” the inked lady replied, smiling back while checking me out, her friend actually licking her lips as I came to a stop on what felt like the safe side of the counter. “I’m Carrie and this is Dawn.”Carrie, her dirty blonde hair hanging just past her shoulders with Egyptian style bangs, had blue eyes and her approximately five-five body looked to be in good shape. Somewhat thin, I guessed her breast size to be about a B cup, possibly A. She wore a pair of faded denim cut-offs that looked very good on her, advertising well the gap at the top of her inner thighs that I shared, though my long T shirt was covering that up at the moment. Her upper body was covered with a sleeveless, horizontally black and white striped top with a low neckline and, sitting up on the top of her head, a pair of mirrored, teardrop style sunglasses.Dawn, although still reclining with her feet up, looked taller than her friend, her hair longer and done in a loose tangle fashion that looked really good. Like her brother’s, her eyes were chocolate brown and her hips were a little wider than mine with boobs about the same size, if not a bit bigger. She wore a tight pair of medium blue jeans with a strapless, tucked halter top that was hard to ignore, and a pair of scuffed black cowboy boots with spurs on her feet.Both women were quite attractive, but especially Dawn.”It’s a pleasure to meet you both,” I told them while trying not to look for too long at the brunette.”It could be,” she smiled in a low, almost lazy tone that matched her strikingly dark beauty.I had no idea what to do with that, had never gotten that type of attention from a female before, and found I could only look at her, mouth open a little as I struggled for something to say. Then, as though this weren’t enough, my ears caught the moaning and mewling of a woman coming from the computer, the unmistakable sound of porn.(“Oh, yesss… yes, lick me? Make me cum so fuckin hard?”)”Ignore her,” Carrie said with a good natured laugh. “She hasn’t been fed today. So, what can I do for you?”I’d almost forgotten why I was even there and had to quickly remind myself as another flush worked its way up my body.”Um, Dave- Dave wanted me to ask you if the order is in here.””Oh, yeah,” she confirmed, pointing down and behind me, tuzla ukraynalı escort “It’s right there by the door- the cardboard box.””Thank you,” I smiled.”No prob. Hey, I love your shoes.”(“Yesss? Yesss? Oh god, I’m gonna cuuummm?”)”Oh, I- thank you,” I politely managed as Dawn leered and I felt myself actually aroused a little because of it.I turned and saw the box right away, sitting on the floor beside a clear plastic bag with what looked like rags inside. Without thinking of how my top would ride up, I bent over to pick it up with my back to them. I straightened and, with the box in both hands, moved for the door with one more polite smile for the two women who were still watching.”C’mon back after you give it to him,” Dawn suggested.(“Oh my fuck, I’m cumming! I’m fucking cumming, oh fuuuck?”)All I could do was nod. I actually felt more confident with the guys, but I couldn’t very well be rude and refuse, could I?Mom was now standing by the car that Dick had been, and had since returned to working on. She was talking to Gigi, that goofy little smile still on her face, while Dave appeared to be looking for something with a light scowl on his features. I walked to the rear of the shop, between the lifted car and the Harley, to give the box to him. He looked at me with it and relief set into his features right away as he took it from my hands.”Oh, thank fuck. And, wonder of wonders, it’s all here. Those idiots are getting worse and worse, and if it weren’t for the fact that they’re the only ones who sell the paint we like to… Holy shit, Darin…”He was looking down at me, at my hips and probably between my legs with a very appreciative expression that actually pleased me, but didn’t do much for my heated flush. In my discomforted apprehension, I still wasn’t thinking about the hem of my top.”You’re a real little hottie, arencha?””I- uhh, thank you,” I managed, even more discomforted and pleased.”You must have to beat the fuckin men off you wherever you go.”I couldn’t stop the nervous and excited giggle that escaped my throat as I realized that, apprehension or no, I really was enjoying his attention. Behind me, Mom laughed at something, a sincere laugh that I hadn’t heard from her since whenever as Dave appeared to force his attention from me and back to his search.”How tall are you?” I suddenly found myself asking.”Just under six-four. You?””Five-five and three quarters.””How big are your titties?” he asked, almost flooring me with that as he went on searching through a little plastic box of drawers, one drawer after another for the elusive whatever that he sought.” … Wow, uhh… No guy has ever asked me that,” I laughed, now totally embarrassed, but still really liking the big guy’s attention.”No?” he asked, glancing at me with a surprised expression before checking them out again, then going back to his search. “I find that hard to believe. They look great.””I- uh, thanks… I guess.””So, how big are they?”I know I should have told him that it was none of his business, that I should have been offended, or whatever, but I just wasn’t. Surprised and aghast, yes, but also a little bit hornier.”C cups”, I told him.”How ’bout your mom?””Uh, hers are Ds.””Yeah, she looks fuckin’ good, too.””Mine are big Cs, though” I amended.”I believe that. You got a pretty face, too. Where the jesus is that plug gapper? Look, can you do me another favour? Get Carrie to google the plug gap for a two point two, 0-seven Cobalt? They come gapped- or they’re supposed to- but it’s best to check to be sure, ’cause some of ’em are a bit out. Not that it’ll matter if I can’t find the gapper tool.””Okay, I’ll be back.”I found myself beginning to like Dave, and not just for the exciting attention he was feeding my ego with, but because he seemed really cool and, well, like a ‘real man’. I looked back with a stupid smile and was only a little surprised to see him watching me, watching my ass. He obviously liked what he saw and I turned around quickly, embarrassed further as my smile got even wider of its own volition. Something else I caught was Dick’s eyes all over me from underneath the red car. Mom was so distracted by Gigi that she didn’t even notice.As I neared the office, Mom laughing again at something her handsome new friend had said, I looked through the window just in time to see Dawn grabbing Carrie’s nipple through her top, pinching with thumb and forefinger while she spoke with a wicked smile. The blonde jumped, slapped her friend’s hand away with a laugh and said something that made the brunette beauty roll her eyes.Now, even though I was beginning to enjoy how I was being treated, I was also beginning to see that something was strangely off with this place and its people, and I wondered why Mom would even be there. These people were way not her scene. At least I didn’t think so. Then again, I wasn’t the type of girl who’d tell some strange guy my boob size simply for his having asked, at least not normally, so I supposed I wasn’t anybody to judge Mom’s reasoning at the time. Anyway, I could only imagine that Gigi was enough incentive for her all by himself, and who could blame her?”-know what you like, you perverted bitch,” Carrie was laughing when I walked through the door. “Oh, hey, Darin.””Hi,” I said, both women checking out my midsection as I walked up to the counter and told them what Dave needed.”Put this on pause before you look,” Dawn told her while Carrie, nipples now visibly erect and poking at her shirt, sat up straighter to pause their video and search for the information.The dark brunette looked me over again, appraising me like I was a fresh piece of meat and, if I had any doubt as to Carrie’s appreciation for girls, Dawn left me none.”How old are you?” she asked as the blonde worked the keyboard.”Eighteen,” I told her, intimidated despite my unexplainable and growing attraction to her.She nodded as though she approved, then told me, “You’ve got a really hot little ass.”Again, I was rendered totally speechless, opening my mouth only to close it again. I somehow choked back another stupid, nervous giggle as Carrie responded for me.”Dawn, leave her alone; you’re embarrassing her!””I’m just paying the girl a compliment. You don’t mind, do you, Darin?””Wh- uhh…””Do you like girls?”Incredibly, I only shrugged, my jaw a little further agape, though smiling.”Ever kiss one?”I shook my head, almost mesmerized by her beauty and uncomfortable questions.”Would you like to?””Ohh… my god…” was all I could say.For whatever reason, the suddenly real possibility of kissing a female for the first time in my life, this beautiful woman at that, made my nipples harden and I actually began to debate leaning forward to do just that.”Dawn, stop it, you’re freaking her out!” Carrie admonished with a smile, her eyes snapping to me for an instant before going back to the screen.”Yeah, but she likes it. Doncha, sugar?””Oh, get off her, you vampire!” Carrie told her, looking at me with her friendly smile afterward to add, “Point forty.”I only blinked at her.”The plug gap,” she explained with a good natured laugh, Dawn’s sultry chuckle joining as I clued in.”Oh… right, okay. I should uhh… probably go tell him,” I said, my eyes wandering back to Dawn for a moment before I turned to go.Now I was really freaked. Once back in the larger service area, I didn’t dare to look back at the big office window as I walked back to the rear of the shop with the information Dave needed. My heart was hammering fast and hard enough to burst from my chest, like one of those aliens in the movies, and I had a hard time walking at a normal pace.Looking down at the floor in giddy consternation as I went, I couldn’t believe I actually only shrugged in reply to Dawn’s question as to whether or not I liked girls, even almost accepted her offer of a kiss, and that’s when I finally noticed how the hem of my top had ridden halfway up my hips. Letting out a small, mostly inaudible gasp, I quickly pulled it down, looking up to see if Mom had noticed. She was just then taking a good look at Gigi’s chest as his gaze fell on me, his hand holding a cellphone to his ear as he spoke into it.Back with Dave at the bench, I started to calm a little, finally glancing back at the big window as though there really was a deadly, blood sucking vampire in there. I couldn’t see anything but the flickering light from what I assumed to be porn on the monitor in the darkening office.”Finally found the gapper,” he reported as he added a pair of red handled pliers to a handful of other tools.”Okay,” I replied, again noting how I was strangely more comfortable with him. “Um, Carrie said the gap was point forty.””Okay, thanks. I kinda figured, but it’s best to- aww, nuts. You pulled your shirt back down.””Well, yeah,” I said with a smile. “I didn’t realize.””Looked better before.””Really?””You know it does,” he said with an informed grin.I only shrugged, glancing around at Mom who was again lost in Gigi world now that his telephone conversation was apparently over with.”Pull it up again,” he suggested.After a brief hesitation and another backward glance to my very distracted mother, I smiled wider and slowly pulled it up to where it was… then right up to my waist.”Like that?” I asked, loving this as I looked up at him.”Yeah,” he said, nodding as he stared.I loved his reaction, knowing how tight my leggings were.”How old are you, anyway?””Eighteen,” I answered.”Yeah… that’s fuckin awesome. Turn around and show me your ass, baby.”I couldn’t believe this, but I did as he said, looking over my shoulder so I could enjoy the expression on his very appreciative face.”Oh my fuuuck. … I could stare at that for the rest of my life. Yeah, you should come help me with your mother’s car.””Okay,” I agreed, totally freaked out at my actions, but also very excited and pleased with myself.”Grab the order there, will ya? And you walk ahead of me,” he added with a laugh.I grabbed it and started out first, like he wanted, not daring to look in Mom’s direction, but looking over my shoulder with a smile for Dave when I reached her car.”You’re quite the little tease, aren’t you?” he asked as I put the box on the floor a few feet ahead of the car.”No,” I refuted with the smile I was getting used to showing him. “Why do you say that?””I’ve been around the track a couple of times Darin,” he said, checking out my boobs before setting his handful of tools beside the box.”What do you mean?”He gave me a funny look and turned to the car, feeling under the front lip of the hood for a second before raising it to expose the engine. A moment later, he was using a screwdriver to remove a big, black plastic thing from the top of the engine, changing the topic as I watched his big hands at work.”So, you still in school?””No, I graduated this past spring.””Going to university?””No.””Wise young woman,” he complimented, much to my pleasure, “Ya know what ‘PHD’ means?””What?””Permanent head damage,” he misinformed with a smile.I thought this was pretty funny as he went on to amend his joke with, “Mind you, if you wanna be a lawyer, or a doctor, or a fuckin’ rocket scientist, or whatever, university’s a pretty good idea but, otherwise, it’s just an opportunity to pay a shitload of money to be told what and how to think.””That’s not what my guidance councillor at school said.””Yeah, well he obviously lined up and paid his money. I did too, for a few years. Then I smartened up and quit, started putting that money to better use. Hand me those pliers there, will ya?”I bent to grab them and, when I straightened, found him watching with another of his appreciative smiles. Taking the pliers, he checked out my midsection before turning back to his work, asking me a different question.”Got a job?””No.””Can’t find one?”I shrugged, replying, “I didn’t look. I thought I’d enjoy some time for myself for a while.””How do you get money?””Mom.”He nodded at this, removing something attached to some wires from another big, black plastic thing.”So, what’s wrong with it, anyway?” I asked, “besides that it’s a Cobalt?”He grinned and replied, “Sludge buildup in the throttle body. Happens a lot to these cars. Not a big deal, just a pain in the ass. I’m changing the plugs and replacing the fuel filter too cause its good practice, but all it needs is to be cleaned out with some injector cleaner and she’ll be good for another little while.””Mom says it’s a shiny red, piece of shit.”He laughed at this, saying, “Yeah, well she’s right. As the ‘big three’s’ newer cars go, these aren’t too bad, but you won’t catch me buying anything built by them after nineteen-ninety-nine.”Beginning to admire his intellect as much as his stature, we went on talking of everyday things for a little while, he checking me out every now and then as he worked, until we were interrupted by a hollow, “bung, bung, bung!” sound. Turning around, I found the source to be Dawn, knocking on the office window. She crooked her finger with that smile, the universal invitation to ‘come hither’, but when Dave straightened up, she shook her head and pointed at me with that intense, hungry smile.”Looks like I’m gonna lose my sexy little helper,” he observed with an odd expression. “Ah well, at least I get to watch you walk away.”The smile I gave him wasn’t so nervous this time, not just because I was feeling more comfortable, but also because I wanted to let him know I was fine with that. To make sure he knew, I added a little wiggle as I left, looking over my shoulder halfway there to see him indeed watching.During this look, I saw two other things of note. First, Mom was looking at me with what I might call subdued concern on her features, probably over the way my top was adjusted, or maybe that I was flirting with Dave. The other thing was how Dick had rolled to a position on the floor where he could see right up her skirt. He seemed to like what he was seeing, the smile on his face evidence of this, while Gigi was trying to look down her blouse. She had no idea, and she probably mistook my expression for one of alarm over her seeing my behaviour.I looked away, stunned but suddenly turned on further by this. Back in the office, however, my apprehension soon returned to its former level due to Dawn’s smiling attention and my fear of what Carrie would think if she knew her husband was looking up Mom’s skirt.”Wanna smoke a joint with us?” Dawn invited.Okay, this was something I didn’t expect, but the unexpected seemed to be par for the course at Wheeling Auto Service.” … Well… I don’t think-“”Don’t worry, it’s just weed,” Carrie said, holding up a thin cigarette with twisted ends as though to prove it to me. “Totally harmless.””Have you never smoked before?” Dawn inquired.I only shook my head, smiling politely with my refusal.”Nothing to worry about,” she assured, “It’s like drinking a couple beer.””Yeah, but my Mom…” I worried, looking out the window to see Dick on his feet, talking to her with Gigi.”Stand back here where she can’t see and give it a little try,” Dawn said. “It’s okay, Darin, we won’t let you get caught.””I really shouldn’t.””It’s totally okay, not like crack and that other shit,” Carrie coaxed. “We don’t do that stuff and we’d never offer it to you.”Despite the angst that came from being in their midst, more so Dawn’s, I somehow tended to trust them now, most likely because they were friends of Dave’s, and regarded them with an unsure smile that they accurately read.”It’ll help you to relax,” Dawn told me.” … Well… okay.”Walking ahead, listening to the sound of my Mary-Janes on the gray painted cement floor as a sort of musical accompaniment to this portentous moment, I reached the end of the counter, walking around to its ‘unsafe’ side.They got to their feet, smiling at me and, as soon as I was within arm’s length, Dawn reached out and put her arm around my waist, gently drawing me closer as though I may change my mind while Carrie lit the joint with a chrome Zippo. My senses jumped at her touch, goose pimples rising all over my body as her nails found their way under my shirt and softly caressed the bare skin of my side for a second. I gasped, the small sound just above my breath, but I knew she heard it as she looked at me with barely concealed lust.As Carrie drew deeply on the joint, another soft gasp came from the computer. I looked at the monitor in time to see a busty, middle aged brunette woman pulling down the powder blue, cotton shorts of a pretty blonde girl of about my age. Meanwhile, a middle aged guy had her pink tank top pulled up over her fairly small, braless boobs, pinching one of her erect nipples while sucking on the other.”Pretty hot, eh?” Dawn commented.Of course, I’d checked out pornography on my computer, but I mostly relied on my own imagination for stuff like that, the kinkiest stuff from my mind only coming about when I masturbated. However, beyond the further embarrassment it caused me just then, it only served to spike my hormones, especially with Dawn’s physical contact and other less than subtle behaviours towards me. I didn’t even answer as she took the joint from Carrie and put it to her lips.”You like porn, Darin?” Carrie asked.”Well… not really. I- I mean, it’s not that I don’t like it, it’s just that it usually doesn’t…””I really like this one,” she informed.The girl’s shorts were gone and her top was being pulled up and over her head. The man’s penis was out, and it was big enough to make me suddenly wonder at how big Dave’s was. I blushed as though they could read my mind, but then Dawn was passing me the joint.I took it and, after the briefest hesitation, put it to my lips and drew on it a little. I choked and coughed almost right away.”Take some air in around your lips when you puff on it,” Dawn instructed, her hand rubbing up and down my side in exhilarating encouragement that brought my goose pimples back.I tried this, coughed again, but not as much as I handed the joint to Carrie with a nervous/polite smile.By then, the girl was left in her little pink panties, the man spilling a large set of boobs from the older woman’s bra that made the girl’s eyes goggle before her face was more or less gently guided to their deep cleavage.”I like this one too,” Dawn said, looking at the monitor with me, “In fact, I’d even say it’s one of my faves.”I soon found myself wondering what it would be like to be the object of that kind of attention and, without my noticing, the fact that I was standing there, actually watching this threesome with these two was slowly becoming manageable as it turned me on more and more. It was probably because of the particular situation being portrayed and that I wasn’t being judged for my growing enjoyment of it.Before I knew it, the joint came back around to me and, remembering Carrie’s instruction, I coughed a little less that time before passing it on to her.”There, you’re getting it,” she said with her inclusive smile as the blonde girl was being pulled down to a bed with a small moan, her panties being pulled off to leave her completely naked.”So, Is your mother gonna take the job?” Dawn asked.I only blinked at her, wondering what she meant.”Oops,” she replied to this, looking at Carrie with a little discomfort in her eyes.”Uhh… job?” I asked.”Yeaaah…,” Carrie began to carefully explain. “Uh, I take it she didn’t tell you?”I shook my head, looking from one to the other, wondering what this was all about and what was going on.”Oh, crap,” Dawn expressed with an apologetic expression.”What job?” I asked, actually feeling a bit more relaxed, as Dawn had promised, and somehow odd at the same time.”Darin, I’m really sorry,” she sincerely expressed while squeezing my side a little, but I naturally figured that, since she brought you along tonight, she’d have told you…””Told me what?””Well… I’ve obviously said too much already, and it’s none of my business to be telling you-“”Too late for that now,” Carrie determined while handing her the joint. “Christ almighty, Dawn, if you’d let a cock in your mouth every once in a while, maybe you wouldn’t always be getting your foot caught in it.””Shut up, Carrie,” Dawn softly shot back, obviously upset that she’d let some cat out of its bag.”Dave told us earlier on,” Carrie began to explain, “that your Mom showed up here last week to have her car fixed, and that’s when she found out he’s been looking for a receptionist. She told him she’d have to think about it, so he gave her a week.””Yeah, but she already has a job,” I refuted. “She works at the Audi dealership.””Well, he told us that she said she’d been laid off almost two months ago,” she explained apologetically as Dawn passed the joint to me. “Something about them contracting some call center in New Brunswick to schedule their service appointments, or whatever.””Oh my god…” I said, more to myself, but while looking at Carrie. “But, why didn’t she tell me?””Probably didn’t want to worry you,” she offered.”Please don’t say anything?” Dawn asked. I already feel awful enough, and I’d hate to… you know…””Yeah,” Carrie agreed as I whooshed the joint like they did. “Plus, Dave would be pissed off at us if she refused the job because of this. He’s really hoping she’ll take it ’cause she has experience and actually knows stuff about cars. Also, she’s got obvious class and she… well, she’s smokin’ hot, and that, along with her knowledge, class and experience, is something that would make the shop look good.””But… why wouldn’t she just take the job, then?” I asked. “Why would she have to take a week to think about it?””Weeell…” Dawn hinted with a careful smile as I passed the joint, “As you may have noticed, this isn’t exactly the Audi dealership…”I only nodded, remembering her brother’s comment and my own observations regarding that when I’d first arrived and had seen the posters.And many things became clear just then. Like the pieces of a puzzle coming together, I suddenly understood why my mother had been acting so odd lately, why she’d been so uptight and bitchy with me about growing up and stuff. I understood why she’d changed her makeup and dressed the way she had tonight, why she was so nervous when she got here, why she was associating with these people, and why she didn’t want me along for this ‘appointment’.”Holy shit,” was all I could say in a dazed tone as Carrie passed the joint to Dawn, now burned down to a nub and clutched in the end of a little metal clip.”So, you won’t say anything?” Dawn asked hopefully.”No,” I vaguely replied, then looked at her to repeat more absolutely, “No, I won’t say anything. Jeez, I can’t believe she didn’t tell me, though. She didn’t even cut off my allowance.””Wow,” Carrie remarked, “That’s pretty cool of her; she must really love you. When I was your age, the only thing my mother ever gave me was a kick up the ass to help me out of her house. By the way, if she does take the job, she’ll get twenty bucks an hour and no labour charges on her car repairs.””Plus, she’ll get the parts at Dave’s cost.” Dawn put in while passing to me, “and, best of all, you’ll both be allowed to come to the park.””The park?” I asked before taking a drag as Dawn’s smile returned to what it had been, her eyes all over my boobs.”A private getaway up north,” Carrie explained while I puffed again. “You’d love it.””I have a trailer there,” Dawn informed. “You could stay with me.”Her lascivious smile made me unsure of how to respond to that beyond another lame one of my own as I passed what was left of the joint to Carrie. On the monitor, the brunette woman was licking the girl’s pussy while the man was feeding her his cock. She was making a sort of funny, yet very erotic sound as I stared, my hormones reactivated even as I tried to process all this new information about Mom and the possibilities for her here.I realized I was stoned, a lot more relaxed now, and that my mother had to become Dave’s receptionist. I also just then realized that Carrie was cutting at the lower part of my top with a pair of scissors.”He-ey,” I laughed, “What are you doing?””Adjusting your look,” she explained with a malicious little grin.”Of course,” Dawn almost sleazed, “your mom will have to get used to a certain type of treatment in order to work here, at least where Dave’s preferred customers are concerned.””Like what?” I asked, though I already had a good idea of what she meant as I remembered Dick looking up her skirt.Snipping away, Carrie replied, “Let’s just say that tonight is her interview.””I got a funny feeling she’ll do just fine, though,” Dawn assured, finishing the joint and tossing the clip to the countertop. “As for you… how ’bout that kiss now?”She gave my side another gentle squeeze, her nails bringing out those goose pimples once again, and I only hesitated for about two full seconds, though it felt like an eternity, before I moved in with all my nerves popping. Our boobs touched, then pressed lightly together as our lips met for a short, soft kiss that almost blew my senses through the top of my head.When it was over, I could only stare with a giddy, stunned grin as she grinned back. It was so different than with a guy, the soft, sensuous feel of it something I never would have expected, the unique passion so unappreciable by the imagination. On the monitor, the blonde girl was really moaning now, but I didn’t look, could only look at the beautiful woman in front of me. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I wondered if I’d ever bother with flaunting myself at the mall again.”Oh, wow,” I giggled in a low voice, suddenly feeling so naughty and perverted. I loved it.”Want some more?” she dared.I nodded and her hand left my waist to find a place on the side of my neck, fingers curling around the back of it as she gently pulled me in so we could smooch again for a little longer. This time, when we finished, she breathed something in my ear that lit my poor hormones on fire.”You sexy little bitch… I wanna lick your cunt till you scream for meee…””Ohh-h, Dawn…” I mewled just above a whisper.From that moment on, she had me. Maybe I was just stoned, but it really didn’t matter. The experience was what it was for me simply because of the way I received it, and I received it very positively.”My turn,” Carrie said.And then I was kissing her. After a nice smooch, she nibbled and licked at my lower lip, holding me around the waist while I rested one hand on her hip, the other on her shoulder. I heard some more snipping and felt my top being tugged at while Carrie’s hard nipples pressed against my boobs. I was so turned on, I would have let them do almost anything, and when her tongue asked entry to my mouth, I only moaned and allowed it in.”Lemme have some now,” Dawn breathed.And then I was kissing the lovely brunette again, hosting her tongue as I had Carrie’s. Hers seemed to fill my mouth, and I realized that my pussy was getting wet with excitement as the guy on the monitor groaned and cursed.Now the sewn neckline of my top was being cut away as I made out with Dawn, both of us breathing heavily, once looking each other in the eye for a moment of pure, erotic understanding of one another. My nipples felt as hard as I knew Carrie’s were and I was very quickly losing myself in these forbidden moments of impossible desire.But then it was Carrie’s turn again and, with giggling, horny desire, I separated from Dawn to be passed back to the slender, tattooed blonde. In so doing, my eyes happened to sweep across the large window and that’s how I saw my mother, now standing by her car with Gigi, but watching us with her sagging jaw almost as wide as her stunned eyes.”Ohhh, shhhhit!” I hissed in a high, shaky tone as I could only stare back at her, trying to collect my wits.”Uh oh…” Carrie expressed, obviously seeing the source of my sudden alarm.Dawn then turned to see as well, just as Gigi distracted Mom’s attention by taking up a thick lock of her long, rich auburn hair from near the side of her face. His fingers explored their prize and he looked at her with a very approving expression as he spoke something we couldn’t hear. Dave, meanwhile, was busily working away under the hood while Dick, I’d assumed, was still under the red car.”Oh…” Dawn worried when she turned back to me, asking, “You think she’ll be mad?”I only shook my head, not really meaning anything by it. Mom shot a partial glance in our direction before the smile that was slowly replacing her disturbance over my conduct overtook her pretty features. Dave looked up then and, glancing at her chest, said something that made her jaw sag again, but only a little and with a smile to go with it.As the guy on the monitor groaned louder and cursed more passionately, Carrie said, “Hm. Crisis averted, I guess.”Dawn smirked at the comment, but looked at me to see how I was taking it while Carrie started on the short sleeves of my top.Looking down at myself, I found that Carrie had cut away enough of my pink T shirt to show my midriff, but had also cut up the sides, two long A shapes from under my arms, in order to allow hanging panels in the front and back. Also, without the sewn seem of the V neck, the collar was a lot more open, enough so that one of the thin, pink straps of my bra were visible along with more than a little cleavage. As Carrie finished with the ends of my sleeves, leaving me with little more than a super sexy rag, Dawn loosened and lowered my belt so that it hung on my hips and at an angle.”What do you think, sugar?” she asked while drinking me in.I loved it. My giggle said as much, but Carrie wasn’t quite done.”I think we need to get rid of this hanging part in back.” She judged, getting right to work on that.”Yeah,” Dawn agreed. Make it so that the back of her bra shows.””On it.”The blonde girl started to squeal, and I looked in time to see her cum by the older woman’s tongue. The man was repositioning himself for the next dirty act he had in mind, but Dawn got my attention back on her when she pulled the front of my top down far enough to see my pink lace bra with its thin straps and somewhat smallish cups.”Mmmm…” she commented. “Nice taste. Sexy little fuckin’ thing…””Is she ever,” Carrie agreed, tossing a large piece of pink cotton down on the counter.”Just one more wardrobe adjustment, though,” her friend thoughtfully determined. “Let’s have the scissors.”I was really loving this, being the total attention of these two women, who were obviously hot for me. I wouldn’t even have needed the pot to make me feel that way, but there was no denying how it added to the buzz of the experience, the anticipation of what she was going to do next. Carrie handed her the scissors and, with an alluring wink for me, Dawn took the waistband of my capris in her fingers, bringing back those lovely goose pimples when her nails lightly raked my tummy in the process. She gently pulled up, tightening the crotch against my already excited pussy. I gasped aloud at the sensation as she began cutting again, removing the waistband as Carrie’s hands slid around my front, rose up and held me just under my arms.Watching over my shoulder, she voiced in a low tone, “Oh fuck, yeah…”She took the scissors from Dawn to start on the back while I continued to let them do as they pleased, my cheeks starting to hurt from all my smiling as Dawn pressed close to come in for another kiss. I heard more groaning and squealing from the monitor, but I was completely enraptured with Dawn and wouldn’t have distracted myself from her mouth and tongue just then for anything. Carrie’s voice seemed to come all too quick, ending our make out session with me short of breath tuzla rus escort and pretty much totally seduced.”All done.”I had to clear my head a little, especially when I saw how Dawn was in the same state. We both collected ourselves and looked down to see the finished product.They’d only cut away the thin waistband, but the stretchy, cotton/lycra edge still clung and kept the garment pulled right up and as tight as they had been. However, the undefined edge had rolled a little, creating a pair of low rise capris that were sexually stunning. We all giggled a little at the sight of them and how it really did complete my overall wardrobe adjustment.A wail from the monitor attracted my attention to how the blonde girl was just then watching the man’s fat penis fill her opening. Understandably, she seemed quite taken aback by this, especially when the brunette woman straddled her face and bent to start licking her clit and the man’s cock.That was pretty hot, but Carrie’s hands encircling my waist from behind again was sufficient distraction. As if this were some cue, a grinning Dawn pulled down on what was left of my top again, taking a brief glance before bending over slightly to kiss my cleavage.”Ohhhhh…” I moaned in a high, quiet tone.Her tongue snaked out and began licking up and down between them as I instinctively arched my back for her.”She likes that,” Carrie observed in my ear as she watched over my shoulder.”Let’s see what else she likes,” Dawn suggested, moving her hands to the scene.The next thing I knew, she was pulling the cups of my bra down until my nipples poked out. She sighed with wanton desire as she kept pulling until my boobs fell right out. She shot me the briefest, horny glance before grabbing them in her fingers to begin kneading them in a way that brought a long, low moan from my lips.I had become so turned on I could barely stand it. As I watched this amazing, delectable treatment of my buds, Carrie was holding me fast, grinding up against my ass, squeezing my sides with her hands and suddenly kissing the back and side of my neck.After a few moments of this, Carrie giggled from behind and said, “Oh my fuck, look out the window. Look at Vanessa.”Reluctantly, Dawn and I took our attention from each other to look, seeing my mother bent over with her head under the hood of her own car. With her forearms down by the engine, feet spread to a little over a foot apart, she appeared to be working on it, or at least had been, but now she was looking back at Gigi with a surprised smile as he slowly hiked her skirt in back.She voiced something as though in warning, a funny, humoured look of desperation in her features. Dawn moaned a little, Carrie’s breath sighing out against my shoulder as the back of Mom’s panties came into view. Above the solid white crotch, heavily weighted with her pussy lips, they were completely see through and they made her already perfect behind look spectacular. Gigi certainly seemed to think so, and so did Dick as he stood about ten feet away, staring with the same great admiration that his dark friend was.I couldn’t believe this. I couldn’t believe some guy would actually do that to my own mother, couldn’t believe that she didn’t stop him, interview or not, and had actually smiled with tolerance for it. Maybe there was something she couldn’t let go of under the hood? Maybe I’d misjudged her? Maybe I should have more closely examined a possible underlying reason for the stack of trash novels she’d gone through and stored in the room that used to be Dad’s ‘man cave’?Bent over the way she was, Dave, who was still leaning under the hood from the opposite fender, had a great view down her blouse and was certainly taking the opportunity to enjoy it.”Well, the interview seems to be going pretty well so far,” Carrie discerned.With her dark chuckle, Dawn agreed, adding, “She’s got a fuckin great ass.”In an odd moment, I felt a sudden, strange excitement over what was happening out there. It was like that friendly competition with Kendra and Tiffany at the mall, but different. With them, it was a sort of dominance of attraction within the pack, but it was never personal. However, at Wheeling Auto Service, where I’d discovered a whole new and much more exciting dimension to the fun of attraction, I found myself vaguely enjoying the kind of attention she was getting. Was it because she was my mother? Was it because she was older and maybe knew stuff that I didn’t? Or was it that the two of us, being so different due to age and body type, couldn’t be compared any more than apples to oranges, thereby making it impossible to ever really compete with her the way I did with Kendra and Tiffany?No, there was no denying the powerful attraction to the scene beyond the window. It was as though we were watching it on screen, but this was way better than any porn could ever be because it was actually my mother, the person I knew so well (or at least thought I had) out there with her tush hanging out in relative public. Witnessing this had struck a chord deep inside me, pushing certain thoughts upward to crash through the ceiling of my known psyche to a place I never knew existed within myself. I wanted to see what would happen next, what they would do and if she would allow it. It was discovery of the most amazing and riveting kind.Dawn, not being her daughter, couldn’t have had the same appreciation for the scene beyond that of Mom’s terrific posterior so, once it became clear that the situation would be left the way it was, at least for the time being, she turned back to me. Again, she dipped her head, this time lightly kissing my right nipple, rubbing it with her lips. I let out a broken sigh as Carrie grabbed them from behind, holding them out for her friend, who soon began licking and sucking as Carrie’s lips and tongue went back to work at my neck and shoulders.I felt exactly like the blonde girl on the monitor must have felt, mewling like she was in the unmatched pleasure of surrendered control, of allowing oneself to be used as others saw fit. The sensation was divinely renewed when Dawn switched to my other breast and started all over again.Mom, her smiling attention having returned to Dave and what was going on under the hood of her car, looked back again, her smile still intact, but overshadowed with what I at first thought was concern when she looked through the window at us. Then I understood that, with the severely diminished daylight coming through the window in the man door, the only other light in the office/waiting area would have been coming from the computer. She was probably seeing nothing but a lot of reflection from the bright overhead fluorescents out there, (I hoped) and the expression on her face was as much one of curiosity as it was concern.Next thing I knew, Dawn was finished with my boobs, and with a wild, wanton look at me, sank down to squat on her haunches, wasting no time in the removal of my only freshly ‘adjusted’ belt. My capris had rolled further down, allowing a view of the narrow waistband of my little thong, sitting almost at the top of my hips and dipping down in front, beneath my capris to the small piece of black satin that covered my pussy. Desire written clearly in her dark features, she took the rolled top of my leggings in her fingers and began pulling down, down until the front of my thong was completely exposed.When Carrie grabbed my nipples and playfully tweaked them, my whole body jerked, pelvis sticking out as though begging for Dawn’s attention. With my capris pulled down almost to my knees, her hands caressing up to the backs of my thighs, I watched her face move forward as though it were a dream. Her tongue, a rather long one as I noted at the time, snaked out from between her luscious lips and touched the silk barrier that protected my sex, slowly licking all the way to the top of the smooth triangle, looking up at me with smiling eyes the whole time.”Aaa-aaahhh!” I breathlessly gasped, my pelvis twitching and bucking slightly”Yeeeaaahhh,” Carrie breathed, “Lick that fuckin little cunt…”She did it again… and again as I could only softly wail in a high tone to this exquisite treatment of my teenage body. She kept doing it, that abnormally, sensationally long tongue whipping my every nerve up to a frenzy while I could only experience it, the apprehension and second guessing I’d felt when I first met these two women now completely wiped away.The thought of stopping Carrie from helping me to a seat on the counter never crossed my mind, this act and the sight of my capris being pulled to my ankles being like a dream where propriety and thoughts of self-imposed decency were irrelevant and non-existent. She then grabbed a desk chair, placed it in front of me and they both helped my feet up to rest on the seat and spread my knees wide. And I let them because, at this point, they were allowed to do anything they wanted with me. Anything,Carrie watched with great, perverted interest as Dawn took the top of that little triangle and pulled it down to expose my now soaked, hairless pussy. They both looked at each other with those hungry smiles again, then at me. Dawn stuck her tongue out and lewdly waved it at me while beginning to pull my thong down my thighs, to my knees, and finally to my ankles where, along with my capris, they kept me hobbled. Of course, I knew what was coming and I only looked at them, moaning, wordlessly and shamelessly begging for it.And I got it. Dawn went down, moving to a position between my spread knees, and her tongue appeared again, licking me up as it did before, except this time without my thong in its way. I jumped at the contact, wailing a little as she sloppily lapped at me before retracting her tongue to taste me more completely for a couple seconds with her eyes closed. When her tongue came at me again, it kept licking, bathing my swollen lips, lashing my hardened clit and teasing my opening as I could only make funny, high pitched sounds while jerking in extreme pleasure.Carrie laughed softly just before grabbing my boobs, licking my right nipple, then nibbling at it almost to the point of pain while her friend worked me over from below. I jerked around on that countertop like I was overdosing, emitting soft squeals and yips while they used me as they pleased.And this, I think, was the aspect of it that I loved so much. I’d had sex before, several times with my boyfriend including oral on both our parts, and I did enjoy it in the sense that I received physical pleasure from the acts themselves, but it was nothing like this. You see, Drake satisfied himself with me in the same way he could have satisfied himself with his hand, except his hand wasn’t as good and quite impossible to run around bragging about. I was popular and that added to it for him, but I knew he was only satisfying himself. He wasn’t really there anymore than he would have been with his hand.Dawn and Carrie, however, (especially Dawn) weren’t just eating me to fill their stomachs until they were hungry again, rather tasting me, savouring me, completely devouring me in a sense that made me feel so desired and lusted after. How they used me was totally different, and I totally loved it!Dawn’s tongue began worming its way up inside my pussy, her hands holding me close by my tush. I jerked around, groaning and yelping, eyes rolling as Carrie switched to my other nipple, sucking delightfully as I started to feel one hell of an orgasm coming on. And that tongue, that amazing probe from Dawn’s mouth began squirming around up inside me. Her lips were fastened to mine, drinking me as she began humming, the vibration tickling my sex and causing that orgasm I knew I’d never hold back even if I’d wanted to.I squealed louder, Carrie’s hand covering my mouth just before I started crying into it. My body convulsed as though I was having an epileptic seizure, but Dawn just kept sucking to the point of pleasure overload. Head thrashing back and forth, Carrie was now trying to hold me down with her other hand on my shoulder as Dawn relentlessly sucked my juice, humming needfully as though it was the waters of life. I’d never cum so hard, so long. I never even knew such an orgasm could even be possible.When it was over, Carrie let go of me and Dawn disengaged from my pussy. The brunette beauty’s face was suddenly a few inches from mine and she was speaking to me with a very serious expression, but my vision was blurry and my ears felt like they were stuffed with cotton. I was faintly surprised to feel tears on my cheeks as she took my chin in her hand to repeat herself in that dark, sultry voice.”You got a boyfriend, sugar?”I managed to loll my head in a nod.”Get rid of him; you belong to me now. If he has a problem with that, I’ll get rid of him.”As Carrie grinned at this, I managed another nod.”You live with your mother?” Dawn asked.”Y-uuh…””Not anymore. You’re moving in with me. You’re gonna be my little green eyed pussycat.”My reply was to raise a trembling hand to the back of her neck, supporting myself with the other, leaning forward as I pulled her close for a deep kiss.”Welcome to the family,” Carrie said from a million miles away.And that was how I became bisexual.To elaborate, while I did have an interest in men after that, I didn’t really lust after them in a personal sense like I lusted after Dawn. Drake was only the best example of why I felt the way I did about her, and while I’d never looked at a woman with a sexual or romantic thought in my life, she was different. The way she looked at me, the way she treated me and felt about me was the ultimate extension of how I got off when men leered at me. Had she been a man, I’d have felt the same way about her. I suppose the only way to explain this is that my feelings for Dawn makes her body all I’ll ever need, but that doesn’t mean a cock isn’t still fun to play with.You see, for me, there’s just this certain something about Dawn. I felt it when I first saw her, her dark beauty and the way she made me feel like the most desirable thing in the world. It was more intoxicating than the pot and made her sudden ownership of me not just acceptable, but so right and warm, comforting and safe. I think I fell for her the moment she proclaimed it.After our kiss, she again looked me in the eye and we shared a little moment, like we were silently communicating all these things before she excused herself with a little smile to go, “powder her nose”. I was still effectively blown away, not even trying to put my clothes back to rights until Carrie started doing it for me with a faintly proud smile.”I shouldn’t be surprised,” she said.”Huh?” I asked, still trying to gather my wits.With a chuckle, she explained, “When she first saw you… well, Dawn’s a pretty intense chick at times, not given to infatuation or love at first sight, but she sure took notice when you got out of that car.””Really?””To put it lightly. But, uhh… Look, I’ve known her a long time,” she told me, pushing my boobs back into my bra, “and I’m here to guarantee you that she’ll always treat you like gold. I can see how you feel about her too, but you’d better make it good and clear to your boy- ex-boyfriend- that it’s over. She wasn’t k**ding about her getting rid of him if he gives you a problem. I don’t mean to scare you or anything because she’d never, ever hurt you in any way, but she’s what you might call… an enforcer.””What do you mean?””I mean,” she further explained, grabbing my thong and pulling it up my legs as I closed them for her, “that if somebody’s being a pain in the ass, she’s one of the people who may be sent to pay them a visit.””Ohhh,” I solemnly said, nodding as I started to get not only what she was saying, but a lot of things about the people I’d met at Wheeling Auto Service.”Again, I don’t want to worry you,” she assured as I lifted my tush so she could pull my thong the rest of the way up, “and it’s really not my place to say too much about this stuff, but make sure your ex-boyfriend gets the message loud and clear from you. She may share you from time to time, mostly with women, but if anyone, especially a man, ever lays a hand on you in the wrong way without her permission and she finds out about it, it’ll be the last fuckin thing he ever uses that hand for.”I nodded again as she started pulling my capris up. Mostly recovered from the best orgasm of my life, my eyes were now wide with the incredible information that had just been imparted and all that it implied. It only made me feel more important, more valued and special to my new and very sudden lover. I stood, processing it all as she pulled them up to my hips.”We’re a big, happy, lucrative family,” she summed up, adding, “We take care of each other and we’re not to be fucked with.””Um, does Mom know about…?” I trailed off.”No. I mean, I’m sure she has her suspicions because, while nobody’s actually come out and said anything to her like I just did to you, neither is anybody really trying to hide anything from her, and it’s not like she’s stupid. If she was, Dave wouldn’t want her as his receptionist.”At the moment, my mother was standing by her car, speaking to both Gigi and Dick with a big smile and some colour in her cheeks. Wiping her hands on a rag, one couldn’t help but notice how she hadn’t bothered to pull the back of her skirt down again. I briefly wondered how she’d feel about my moving out to go live with my new lesbian lover.”Oh my fuck,” Carrie chuckled.I looked to see her regarding my midsection. Looking myself, I found the rolled top of my capris had rolled down even further. They were now low enough to show the very top of my thong.”Oh…” I commented, giggling afterward.She tried to roll them up again, but the stubborn material only rolled back down the second she let it go.”Sorry,” she offered with a smile that clearly said she really wasn’t. “I guess we ruined your leggings.””Dawn will love it, though,” I noted, getting horny again at the thought of that.”No question,” she agreed with a devilish grin. “Let’s go on out and show the guys.””But, shouldn’t we wait for Dawn?” I asked.”Nah, we’ll meet her out there.””But- but what about my mom?” I fretted, looking down at myself again.”I don’t think she’s in any position to judge, Darin.”Looking out the window, I saw she was right. Being turned towards us at that point, I could see how the front of her skirt had risen some distance with the back, but Gigi was hiking it further while she watched with that excited/desperate smile. Dick was wiping his hands with a hungry leer as he watched the front of Mom’s panties come into view, though the front panel, unlike the back, consisted of a solid white material like the crotch.Dave, also wiping his hands, was coming around the front of the car, saying something with a grin that matched that of the other two men. Mom looked back at him and laughed, colour in her cheeks now as she glanced at the window I knew she could no longer see through. Her expression was again one of concern, but of a different kind and mixed with that excited, tolerant smile. Anyone could tell she was enjoying the attention in spite of her sensibilities and I couldn’t blame her one little bit.”Come on, let’s show them your new look,” she urged, taking my hand and leading me to the door.We walked out to the floor at the same time Dawn was approaching from the back of the shop. She gave me a warm and hungry smile that spoke of the same excitement over me that I was feeling about her. But it was Mom’s expression that really held my attention. Looking me up and down, her jaw had sagged a little once again, her eyes conveying something I couldn’t quite identify.With no circumstantially appropriate greeting, I could only smile nervously and stupidly say, “Hi, Mom.”She shook her head slightly, looking me up and down again and, when she replied, I could then identify the expression in her eyes. It was regret, though still with the slightest smile of tolerance, this time for me instead of the actions of the three men standing around her.”Couldn’t just get out at the mall, could you? Always so damned impossible.”Despite that hint at tolerance, I looked down, a little embarrassed that she’d treated me like a k** in front of everyone, but also put in my place insofar as I really hadn’t known what all I’d be getting myself into when I pulled that little stunt at The Pen Centre. Luckily, Dawn saved the situation as she stepped to my side, Carrie already at my left.”Well, I’m sure glad she didn’t,” the sexy brunette reported with a smile.With that, she put her hand on the side of my neck and kissed my mouth, a deep passionate kiss that ended in a little “smack”. I giggled almost deliriously, this being the effect she had on me, before looking at Mom again. She was stunned, despite what she’d seen through the plate glass earlier. The guys liked it, but there was also a sense of loss on their faces, especially Dave’s.”Darin…” Mom managed, “I didn’t know you liked…”Somewhat uncomfortably, I replied, “Well… neither did I.””Don’t worry,” Dawn assured while openly checking out Mom’s bust line, “I’ll take very good care of your daughter.” Then checking out her southern regions, she added, “You’ve got a fabulous body, Vanessa.”Carrie had now stepped forward, adding, “Nice taste in clothes, too.””Thank you,” Mom said to both women, smiling with fresh colour rising in her cheeks, probably over Dawn’s suggestive compliment, but maybe also with worry concerning her skirt being hiked to her waist in front of Dick with his wife right there.She needn’t have worried about that. Without any preamble, Carrie began unbuttoning Mom’s blouse from the top while Mom could only stare down at what the blonde’s hands were up to with an aghast smile, no longer so concerned about me. Meanwhile, I was still horny and this was turning me on all the more. I moved forward to join the group as Carrie was spreading Mom’s opened blouse under and around what definitely was not a granny bra.It was crisp white lace and the cups were a bit low for what they were packing, so much so that about a quarter inch of large areola were peeking out above them. The thin shoulder straps connected to them from almost under her arms. The strap that ran across her back was see through and, most incredibly, the cups were translucent enough so that we could all make out the portion of her large, dark areolas that was behind them and their erected nipples fairly easily. Needless to say, everyone was ogling her fantastic goods.Looking at me, Dawn suggested, “Take off your shirt and bra so the guys can see your nice tits.””Fuck, you like to stick it in our faces, don’t you, Dawn?” Dick complained good naturedly.”Yup,” she grinned.My heart again hammering in my chest, I briefly hesitated while Mom and I looked each other in the eye for an odd moment, but then obediently removed what was left of my top by slowly tearing it open. The guys practically drooled, chuckling their approval as the tattered remnant fell to the floor. Then, with a naughty little giggle that belied my forbidden enjoyment of this show, I reached behind my back, popping my bra’s clasp. A few seconds later I stood before the group completely topless, my boobs totally exposed for everyone to see. I made no attempt to cover them with my arms or anything as the guys whistled and cheered their approval of them. My nipples were so hard they almost ached.So were Dawn’s. I could see them straining against her top as she beamed her approval at me. After only a second’s thought, I reached out and hooked my finger in the top of her halter, dragging it down a little, slowly enough so that she could have stopped me. But she didn’t and a moment later there was more whistling and cheering when her top only covered her firm belly.She regarded me with adoration as I smilingly inspected her perky, large Cs. A few seconds later, our boobs were pressed together as we shared another passionate kiss. I’d fallen in love and the speed and intensity of this event was dizzying.We finished in time to watch Dick removing Carrie’s top. She wasn’t wearing a bra and he began tweaking her already hard nipples while she giggled like I might. Her hand lowered the zipper of his coveralls all the way and disappeared inside them. He jerked a little, the sudden movement implying what she’d found down there, and I wondered if he was even wearing anything beneath the one piece work garment.Mom was lost at this point. Anyone could tell she was turned on, but I don’t think her long, past life of decency allowed her any knowledge of how to act in this situation, or what to do next. Her eyes kept glancing at me and Dawn, our naked chests with a sort of disbelief, then at Carrie’s activities in Dick’s coveralls until I decided to help her along. This was her interview, after all.With a tone that suggested she should have thought of this herself, I said, “Mom, get your tits out.”Her eyes were currently watching the bulging activities of Carrie’s hand in Dick’s coveralls, but whipped to me with surprise and low key shock that I’d be the one to help expose her to the group. Her mouth opened as though to say something, but she hesitated, obviously at a loss for words while a nervous smile began to take over. Her eyes then darted around the group, gauging the reaction of the others as Dave added his opinion.”Yeah, let’s see Mommy’s tits.”He was rubbing himself through his jeans and it wasn’t hard to see, even with his pants on, that the guy was really hung.Mom swallowed some of her reservations, tossed her hair with a resigned smile and nervously decided, “When in Rome, I guess.”Everybody encouragingly agreed, watching while Mom looked down at her chest as she pulled the cups of her sexy bra towards the floor, slowly working them down as she shook her chest and wiggled her big tits free. They hung out incredibly and she looked at them along with everyone else as they cheered and whistled even louder. When she looked up, she was flushed again, but I could see some pride there too. And why shouldn’t she be proud? She had a great set, the biggest in the garage. She actually even arched her back a little as she looked around at us, allowing herself to appreciate the group’s very positive reaction.Dave moved behind her, reached over her shoulders and grabbed her nipples between thumb and forefinger, lifting her boobs by them to our further approval. Her reaction was to gasp with an electrified jump, then laugh a bit giddily as she flushed even deeper. Then, still with a wide smile, she groaned in obvious pleasure when he rolled and kneaded them. Her back arched even further as she watched his hands work on her.He let go of them, allowing them fall to her chest, then picked them up again, making her arch her back even further, groaning again as he fondled her. Her eyes briefly flitted to me, again trying to gauge my reaction.Dave let go of her nipples once more, but this time Gigi took advantage, grabbing the left one and bending slightly, sticking his tongue out and circling her nipple with it. She made a short sound of sudden pleasure at this and I wondered if she even noticed Dave lowering the zipper at the back of her skirt. As Gigi suddenly took the whole nipple in his mouth, that sound of pleasure repeated, but a little louder and longer. Dave was pulling her skirt back down, then over her hips and to the floor.I found myself even more turned on, having to remind myself that this was actually happening, was real, that I was actually watching my own mother allow two men to play with her body in front of other people, right in front of me. I just loved the shell-shocked expression on her face, but it got even better.With a slutty smile for Mom, Carrie let go of her husband, stepped up to her and grabbed her other boob to start licking and sucking beside Gigi.”Uhhh-hh! Ohh, my… gaaawd…!” Mom shakily gasped in clear enjoyment, even while looking down at Carrie in disbelief as she held her back arched for them.She flinched again when Dave’s big hand started exploring her tush, caressing from cheek to cheek, dropping to cup the bottoms of each one before giving them a nice, appreciative squeeze. My mother stuck out her ass for him, probably more out of natural reaction than deliberately, and looked back and over her shoulder to watch this as well.He hooked a finger in the crotch of her panties and pulled up, bunching it between her cheeks and making the transparent back of her underwear look almost like a thong as it tightened against her pussy. She let out another sound of pleasure, a short, high note at low volume as her ass stuck out even farther.Carrie let go of her nipple, but she wasn’t done. While her husband took over for her, she grabbed Mom by the hair at the back of her head and started forcefully kissing her mouth. Mom was again surprised, but now completely beyond any resistance, if she’d ever really had any to begin with. In seconds, she was making out with the blonde while the men had their way with her tits and ass.Unable to help myself, I teased, “Geez, Mom, I didn’t know you liked women.”I sniggered with everyone else, but Mum wasn’t really able to offer any comment at the time.A minute later, when Dawn’s hand touched my abdomen, I started a little, snapping out of an almost trancelike state that watching my own mother engage in group sex had put over me. I looked at her and smiled as it slid down inside the front of my capris, inhaling sharply as she grabbed my soaked pussy.”Oh, Dawn…” I softly mewled, gazing into her beautiful, dark eyes before looking down at her perfect boobs.I took one in hand, gently massaging it to her obvious delight before lightly tweaking her nipple. Without much thought, I bent, took it into my mouth and sucked at it, working it with my tongue, my other hand slowly finding the small of her back as my eyes closed to this new pleasure. I switched to the other one after about ten seconds, a little of my saliva running down her breast to darken her halter top as I played at the fresh nipple with my tongue, bathing that in running saliva as well.”Oooh yeah, sugar,” she breathed, “make it nice and fuckin sloppy for me.”I did, allowing even more saliva to run down this breast as I alternately licked and sucked like I thought a good little lesbian girl should. Almost of its own mind, my hand found its way between her legs. She expelled a deep, husky sigh as I squeezed her through her jeans and, when I looked up, her eyes were closed, head thrown slightly back, lower lip trembling just a little bit to the new attention I was paying to her dark and inviting body. Her reaction spurred me on to pulling undone the buttons at the front of her tight jeans to uncover the front of her black lace panties.”Ooohh, Dawn, I love you,” I whispered in her ear as my hand slipped inside her open jeans, rubbing her through her panties for a few seconds before going boldly down inside those as well.My fingers passed over what felt like a small patch of pubic hair before reaching a smooth shaven and wet vagina. Her body twitched, I think not just to my hand as it explored her womanhood, but to the sincere declaration of my feelings towards her. Later on, I would ponder this, how fast I fell for this woman, about all that I’d heard concerning ‘love at first sight’, but never paid much mind until then. She would tell me that it was the same for her and we still talk about its beauty and power, both then and now.And there we were, both in our own little world, moaning and rubbing each other’s wet mounds while making out until I was distracted escort bayan by…”Ohhh, my pussy…!”Mom was now bent forward with her hands resting against the side of her car on either side of Carrie’s upper body. Dick was squatted between the two women, now completely naked with his hard cock pointed at the ceiling while going to town on Mom’s boobs. Dave’s pants were gone and his big, (about ten inches and thick) hard cock rested against her ass as he hauled up on a fistful of her panties from behind. Her black, three inch heels were planted a little over two feet from each other and, as Gigi spread her ass cheeks with his hands, we could see her full, pouting pussy lips against the straining white material of her panties. My attention was grabbed by the dark outer edges of her anus as the crotch slowly slipped between her lips, raunchily spreading them.She groaned again, looking at Dave with wide eyes, then noticing me watching. Her face registered an expression I couldn’t identify before Carrie, with a dirty grin, gently pulled her face around and forced her open mouth to one of her hard nipples.”Mmmm…! Mmmm-(sluu-urp)-mmm…” she moaned, now suckling Carrie’s nipple to the blonde’s great delight.Still holding her cheeks spread, Gigi put his face between them to begin licking, causing more exited sounds from Mom’s busy mouth. Dave gave her tush a light slap and started licking and kissing it’s cheeks while he continued to hold the crotch of her panties tight against her.I was so turned on, even more so when Dawn took my capris the rest of the way off. I mean, there I was, wearing nothing but my little black thong and my Mary Janes in front of five practical strangers and my own mother.I eagerly helped Dawn pull her halter top over her head and off, then helped her out of her jeans before allowing her to lead me to the side of the car. Dave had obviously had enough of playing with Mom’s panties and he and Gigi were pulling them down. I got a brief, full view of her soaked pussy and puckered anus as I passed, grinning at the self-compromising angle Mom was holding her ass in for them. Dave was squatting to take his turn licking when Dawn positioned me with my back against the car to Carrie’s immediate right.Carrie looked at me with that grin I was becoming accustomed to as my mother sucked at her nipple, making high squealing sounds around it as Dave made out with her nether regions. Dick had both of her boobs in his hands and appeared to be trying to smother himself in her cleavage.I looked down at the feel of fingers working their way under the tiny string waistband of my thong, seeing Dawn pull it down my thighs and to my ankles. I stepped out of them, now completely naked save for my shoes, and watched Dawn squat to bury her face between my legs for the second time that evening. She went in with a sound like a hungry growl, her lips and tongue making me draw in a deep breath. Carrie grabbed the side of my face and started deep kissing me while her friend raised my right leg, placing the back of my thigh over her shoulder to proceed with pleasuring me beyond reason.After a short time, during which I was lost to Dawn’s incredible tongue and all of the wonderful things it was doing to me, I started at a loud sound. My mouth separated from Carrie’s so I could look for the cause. My mother also looked up, twitching and gasping like I was, to locate the source of the disturbance.It was Gigi. He was standing at the lift with a finger on the operating control. The big van was being slowly lowered to the floor as he looked back at us with a mischievous smile.”That’s my b*o,” Dawn declared from below, “Always thinking.”She’d stopped licking my snatch and now rose to kiss my mouth, bathing my lips in my own juices for hot moments before pulling me away from the car with that grin. That grin excited me.Mom, looking as high as I was, was escorted by Dave and Dick, one on each side, towards the lift with Carrie following behind. We all stood around where the rear of the vehicle would be once it finished its downward descent, watching with expectations as though it were being handed down as a gift by the Almighty himself. As it turned out, it sort of was.It was one of those extra-long vans, the sort used to transport passengers. It was dark metallic green with black tinted windows that allowed no view of the vehicle’s interior whatsoever. On the sides, white letters printed out, “First United Pentecostal Church”. After it was all the way down and Gigi let go of the button, Dave opened the rear doors allowing us to see inside.The interior walls and ceiling were upholstered with beige crushed velvet. The windows were covered with dark brown curtains which were open at present, allowing the diminished fluorescent lighting through the one way windows as were two large sunroofs in the ceiling, also tinted. Beginning at the back door and stretching to a little more than two thirds the length of the oversized cargo area was a very cozy looking bed, neatly made with a dark brown, quilted spread. Four matching pillows lay against the beige upholstery, two to each side. Beyond the bed and across from the side doors was a small sink with faucets set into the top of a cabinet and, beside that, a short table/work surface with drawers and what looked like a mini-fridge underneath. The driver’s area was walled off in the same beige crushed velvet, but with a heavy curtain made of the same material as the bedspread covering the narrow passage between the two seats. It was like a little motel room on wheels.”Uh huh,” Mom observed while managing a knowing smile, “how convenient.”Gigi smiled back at her, asking, “Would you believe it just happened to be in for a steady bearing?””No,” she replied.I laughed with everyone else as he and Dave helped her through the open doors and up on the bed. Once they had her inside on her spread knees, they started unbuttoning her blouse the rest of the way while Carrie removed her shoes. Dick climbed in, getting on the bed behind Mom to unclasp her bra, and a moment later she too was completely naked.As Carrie followed her husband through the breach, Dawn pulled me away and around to the right side of the ‘church van’. She opened the sliding door for me and stood back, gesturing with her free hand towards the interior. The look she gave me made me giggle again as I entered, getting’s Mom’s attention.She was still on her spread knees. Dick was positioning his head between them, face upturned and ready to enjoy what the other two men had tasted while she looked at me. Although smiling widely, her expression was almost one of guilt as Gigi and Dave, both as naked as her now, knelt to either side of her. Her hand was wrapped around each of their cocks, slowly stroking them while they played with her boobs.As Dawn crawled in behind me, I smiled at my mother and said, “Right on, Mom.”That’s when Dick began teasing her pussy with his tongue, making her jerk with sudden pleasure. Carrie, having removed her denim shorts to show she wasn’t wearing any panties, grabbed her husband’s cock and started licking it. I was giggling again, this time at the renewed realization that I was involved in some very kinky group sex with my mother as the star of the show.Dawn guided me to a seat on the bed, then laid me down so that the top of my head was almost touching Dick’s and I was looking up at the bottoms of Mom’s heavy boobs as the guys fondled them with tongue and fingers. Seconds later, Dawn’s knees were straddling my head and I was looking up at the same view of her that Dick had of my mother. Her panties were gone and I stared at her beautiful sex, her dark, full lips and the well-trimmed little patch of black hair, her thick white cream as it oozed from her opening. Running my hands up her tush, then to her lower back, I raised my head and took a small, experimental lick from it. She flinched and her tasty, viscous fluid stuck to the end of my tongue and my lips, creating a string of her desire that wouldn’t break as my trembling tongue drew more from her generous opening.I loved it.Looking up, I saw she and Mom deep kissing while Mom’s hands continued to pump the two cocks, squeezing harder and producing pre-cum from their tips. It didn’t make me jealous, or bother me in the slightest. I knew Dawn’s feelings for me and it wasn’t as though I was under any illusions about how sexual relations worked in this social circle. Carrie had said I’d be shared with others at times, so why shouldn’t I share Dawn with others, including my mother? (Especially my mother, since seeing her making out with women really turned me on.)Stroking Dawn’s lower back, rubbing and lightly caressing her sides with my nails to bring out goose pimples, I licked deeper and deeper, feeling her pre-cum all over my lips until I just held her to me and sucked it from her. Her body bucked and jerked against my face, but I held her there while I wantonly drank her in. When I noticed her clitoris, erected beyond her hood as though begging for attention, I let go of her opening and began licking that, enjoying her renewed, electrified gyrations as she and my mother moaned into each other’s mouths.After a little while, when I could feel her getting close, I reached up, grabbed Dawn’s boobs and began sucking at that clit, loving the feel of the hard little nub in my mouth and how it drove her crazy. I could feel her getting even closer, really close, as I kneaded her orbs and pulled at her nipples.”Ahh, fuck, yes!” she cried. “Fuck, yes! Oh, Darin baby, suck m-my clit! Oh god, she’s so good! A- Ahh, baby, I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! Uhhhhhhh, ffuuu-!!! … OHHHH, FUUUUUUCKKK, BABYYYY!!!”Suddenly, a lot more of her delicious essence came fourth in a spurting spray. She bucked violently, her eruptions continuing, but I held her tightly by the top of her hips to my mouth, sucking her clit all the way through her squealing orgasm until I knew she could take no more.When I looked up, face covered with her flowing love, she was no longer making out with Mom, was in fact looking down at me with a totally blown away expression that made me so happy that I gave her such an orgasm. And who knew I’d be so good at licking pussy?Mom was now down on all fours, moaning as Dick licked and fingered her slit. She had Dave’s cock in her hand and, wide eyed, was just then touching its broad head with her lips. She left them there for an instant, perhaps wondering what to do next. It struck me that this might have been the first time she’d ever given a man a blowjob and I watched her suck from its tip as her lips slowly enveloped the entire head. Dave groaned and stroked her hair back from her face so he could see her perform this naughty act on him.Her moans were growing louder, higher as she humped Dick’s face. She was getting close and I suddenly had a perverse interest in watching my mother orgasm. I think Gigi did too. As Carrie sucked his hard, slick shaft while riding her prone husband, he watched Mom intently, obviously getting off on what was happening with her as much as to what Carrie was doing to him.Dave, his hand resting at the back of Mom’s head to hold her hair, gently pushed his pelvis up, shoving his cock further into her mouth, spreading her lips obscenely, her soprano vocalizations becoming frantic as Dick drove her to the brink of climax. With my own hand on top of his, I smiled at Dave, pushing Mom’s head down further on him while I addressed her.”C’mon, Mom, suck him like you mean it.””Mmmmmm! Mmmm-(choke!)-mmmgfff! Gffff-gkkk! (slup!),” she replied.Slobber somehow escaped the tight seal of her lips around Dave’s cock, running down his shaft and to his balls as she practically gagged on his hardness. Dave looked at me with an expression of surprise and extreme pleasure, making me giggle again while I pushed my mother down a little further.She must have liked it because her body chose that moment to climax. She let out a long, high pitched note around Dave’s meat, her eyes rolling back in her head while her pelvis jerked violently. She tried to close her legs but, of course, Dick’s head was in the way. She couldn’t even move as his arms were wrapped around the small of her back, hugging her tightly to him as she totally freaked. I wish I’d had my phone handy so I could have recorded it, but it’s not like I’ll ever forget even a single detail of the spectacle.Carrie came as she watched, squealing around Gigi’s meat as she bounced up and down on her husband, her small, perky tits barely bouncing with her motion.Mom’s orgasm was at least as good as the one I gave Dawn. Dave and I let her raise her head to catch her breath, a veritable stream of saliva gushing from her open mouth as she fixed me with a wasted expression. Dick had let go of her and was backing out from between her thighs as she smuttily swayed and rotated her hips. She wanted more and, watching Gigi disengage from Carrie, I knew she was about to get it.Positioning himself on his knees directly behind her, he placed his hands on her hips, holding her still while he pushed forward, a pained expression on his handsome features as he filled her full of the meat Carrie had just been sucking on.”Aaaahhhhh? Ohhhhh?” she cried, looking away from me and back at the man who was giving her a different, more satisfying kind of pleasure, desperately begging, “Ohhhh, yeesss, fill meee!”Dave, I guess having waited long enough, grabbed her by the hair at the back of her head and forced her open mouth back down on his big, wet cock. This time, Mom sucked eagerly, her head bobbing up and down as fast as it could on such a large tool while she continued to grip it at its broad base. Gigi indeed filled her, his own eyes rolling at the pleasure, and soon started pumping her, his pelvis slapping her ass with each rhythmed thrust until she was again wailing around Dave’s cock.I looked at Dawn, who was also watching what was happening with my mother, and she looked back at me with an odd expression that made my chest feel all fluttery.”Sugar… be a naughty little pussycat and give Carrie what you gave me.”I looked at Carrie again, now on her hands and knees beside Mom, but pointed in the opposite direction. Dick was just then aiming up on her pussy as I looked back at Dawn, unsure. The fact that none of the men even tried to touch me wasn’t lost on me, and I wanted to be sure I wouldn’t end up accidentally doing something that would upset her, but that odd little smile persisted.”Now?” I asked, excited, but also hesitant.”Sure. Lick her clit for her and make her cum again.””… His cock will be right there. I might-“”Well,” she interrupted,” I guess whatever happens… happens.”Giving her a soft kiss on the side of her neck, I breathily asked, “Are you sure?””Mmmm… Uh huh.”With one last search of her beautiful eyes, I turned to carry out her wishes, a lot more excited now than hesitant. In fact, any real hesitation I felt had to do with a more logistical problem. The only way to get to Carrie’s pussy was to get on my back and squirm my way, first underneath my mother, then to the tattooed blonde. A last look at Dawn revealed that she still wore that odd little smile, and I then began to have an inkling as to its meaning.Once on my back, I started out on my short journey and, as I expected, Mom’s boobs, bouncing with every one of Gigi’s thrusts from behind her, started slapping my face, their hard nipples brushing and grinding across my lips.And I liked it.I’m not sure if it was just because Mom’s got a great set of tits, if it was because I was just really horny, or because I knew Dawn was watching, or because I’m a lot more perverted than I realized, or all of the above, but I liked it. I don’t just mean the feel of it either, but also the wrongness of it, the very fact that they were my mother’s tits.But I kept squirming until I was underneath Carrie, her pussy directly above me and being fucked at an easy pace by Dick’s big, hard cock, gleaming with his wife’s juices. Her clit was erected and easily found by my tongue, prompting a higher note of ecstasy from her and a repositioning that dropped her pussy further down, almost pressing my head to the mattress. Now it was Dick’s balls that were gently slapping my face while my mother’s tits were slapping and caressing my own.I loved the feel of both these incidental contacts, as well as the feel of Carrie’s clit at the end of my teasing tongue as I spread my legs as far as I could out of pure, slutty horniness. All of these sensations, both physical and psychological, I savoured as though they were the most sumptuous feast I could have imagined after having starved for a week.Also as I expected, my tongue couldn’t help touching Dick as he ground his wife, my own incidental contacts with him becoming less and less incidental. I stopped licking, fastening my lips to her clit to suck instead, letting them also press against the front of his shaft as it pumped in and out of her soaked pussy. I sucked and worked her button with my tongue as I tasted her hot syrup, fresh from Dick’s hard member. He exited her, his cock paused for a moment before it wedged itself between my open mouth and Carrie’s clit.I held it there with my lips as he humped her love button, snaking my tongue over his veiny length as it sawed back and forth. It was a surprise when he came, wildly spurting all over Carrie’s pussy and my face as he moaned in a voice that was high enough that it would have been comical under different circumstances. He kept stroking, sandwiched between the cleft of Carrie’s pussy and my lips until he finished ejaculating every drop of his hot cum. Of course, some of it got into my mouth, but that was okay.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Carrie looking down, watching the explosion, and I felt her suddenly tense up. She yelped higher and higher as my mouth worked Dick’s still hard cock against her cum drenched clitoris and I found it necessary to hold her in position while she came, her own thick juices running over my face and into my mouth to make one sticky, yummy mess.I actually giggled when, out of the blue, I pictured Kendra and Tiffany standing around at the mall, teasing the men with their saucy little outfits and wondering where I was.But the group positioning was shifting. Carrie was barely finished her orgasm when I had to move to accommodate Mom being laid on her back. Dave and Gigi were switching places, Dawn’s brother moving behind Mom’s head, her face upturned between his thighs as Dave got between her spread legs. I watched the wide cockhead of the shop owner authoritatively part Mom’s pussy lips and disappear just beyond them.”Uhhhh! Awwww, fuuuuuck…!” she wailed as Gigi set his swollen balls on top of her pretty face.She started licking and groaning as Dave took his time filling her, my mother’s pelvis undulating erotically. I watched her reach up and over Gigi’s dark thigh, her long fingers with pastel pink nails, the accent finger done with little purple jewels, wrapping around his proud cock as Dave finally filled her with his own, pressing hard up against her to make sure.I was kneeling directly at her side, taking all this in from a ringside seat as Carrie and Dawn entangled themselves in a sixty-nine, Dick watching them while stroking his half softened rod. I watched Carrie and Dawn, enjoying that quite a bit until my attention was gradually captured by Mom’s breasts again. I loved the way they quivered to her movements, their large areolas and tall, erect nipples, the way they had felt slapping my face, then caressing my own boobs…Without really thinking, I straddled her waist with my back to Dave as I leaned over, allowing my tits to hang over hers, again feeling our nipples brush against one another. She seemed unaware of my taboo act, busily writhing to Dave and greedily sucking at Gigi’s balls while jerking him off. Gigi’s pre-cum seeping head was right in my face, and it struck me that it would be pretty cool for my mother and I to share his cock.So I dipped my head, protruded my little tongue and licked up some of that pre-cum. I liked it and kept on licking, soon sucking at the tip. Just as my lips were covering the rim of his cockhead, Dave grabbed my hips and something a lot bigger than a finger pressed at my pussy. My eyes opened wide and I squealed around Gigi’s head as my opening was spread for what must have been Dave’s monster cock.Mom, though unable to see, must have noticed that another woman was helping her with Gigi’s member and began stroking it a lot closer to its base, giving me a lot more room on his length for sucking. She obviously wasn’t aware that it was her daughter on top of her, sharing that cock as the broad tip of Dave’s tool, lubed with her juices, took up residence just inside my opening.It hurt, but in a strangely satisfying way. That said, I’m glad he didn’t simply plunge himself in. Instead he worked himself around and in and out to gradually push a little deeper as I howled long, high notes that would probably have been a little annoying were it not for Gigi’s meat in my mouth. It felt so good, so fulfilling, if I can be forgiven for this particular choice of descriptive. The further inside he went, the more widespread that satisfying pain became as my tunnel stretched around his cock, every vein and bumpy detail. It was like a prolonged, mild electrical current applied to my senses. I put up no resistance, letting him get to the bottom of me in his own time and fashion, pushing his cock forward and into me, pulling me backwards by my hips and thighs.Despite the mind numbing, slow reaming I was receiving, I managed to keep it together well enough to slowly go down on Gigi’s length, totally enjoying the act while also getting off on how Mom was busily licking and sucking away at the very base of Gigi’s balls, close to his anus. My lips touched her hand and she took it away, allowing me to fuck a little more of his cock with my mouth.”Gluu-uurrr-kkk!” was my only possible exaltation as Gigi’s head found its way into my throat. “Nnnggglrrrrggghh!”A fair sized wave of my saliva was making its way down the short length of cock that wasn’t in my mouth and it soon began running down his balls, on its way to Mom’s mouth as another wave escaped from around my lips. At the time, this had captured my perverted attention as I valiantly fought my own gag reflex. I began bobbing my head up and down on Gigi’s cock as Dave was finally approaching my physical capacity, and a small voice from deep down inside assured that I was going to really enjoy being a slut.By the time Dave had completely filled me, I was sucking like a little whore and very proud of it as Mom licked up my saliva and Dave took me to a place I never would have imagined existed, a place Drake obviously didn’t even know about. I felt an orgasm coming up and I knew it was going to be a good one, one that I’d never stop or control even had I wanted to.I was close, really close and I let Gigi’s cock out of my mouth with a messy, slobber drooling jerk of my head to look over my shoulder so I could watch Dave pound me as I came. To my total dismay, he picked that very moment to pull right out of me.”Nooooo!” I plead with pathetic desperation, facing forward again a moment later to see Mom looking at me aghast from between Gigi’s thighs.The expression on her face told me without argument that she hadn’t known it was her own daughter who she was sharing his cock with, whose tits were slapping against hers, whose wet pussy was rubbing her belly. When Dave plunged his ten inches of pure bliss back inside her, Mom’s eyes opened even wider, jaw sagging further as she threw her head back with her chin up. Gigi, not missing this opportunity, fed her his meat, neatly shoving it right down her throat until it was her turn to choke and gargle again.Frustrated, I straightened up to start playing with my clit while I watched her suck, watched her big, bare boobs jerking and bouncing with Dave’s thrusts. Without really thinking, I grabbed one of them, holding it, squeezing it a little and admiring its size and perfect shape. Then I let go of my clit so I could grab her other one too and, not long after I was sucking at her erect nipples, my lips pressed against those big, sexy areolas.I knew she knew who was giving her beautiful melons the attention and, although I could tell she didn’t want it at first, Dave’s relentless fucking wore her down to the pleasure I was adding to her experience.After I’d had my fun with her nice big titties and their enticing nipples, I let them go to bounce and jiggle once again, this time all shiny and wet with my saliva all over them. I got off her, but only to straddle her again, facing in the opposite direction this time, looking for more forbidden pleasure to take the place of no hard cocks currently filling any orifice of mine. With her boobs just in front of my spread thighs, my pussy practically in her cock filled face, I absently played with her nipples as I watched Dave pumping her with a ‘died and gone to heaven’ expression on his face. Between her spread legs, I had a great view of her little dark red triangle of pubic hair above an otherwise hairless pussy. As I took a hand from one of her boobs to explore her carpet, I noticed her clitoris, an unusually large specimen that was easily visible as it protruded from beneath her hood. I actually giggled, thinking it must have been related to her tits as I flicked it with my index finger.She jumped like I touched her with a live wire so, of course, I flicked it again with the same reaction. With another giggle, this one decidedly evil, I began rubbing it straight up and down, just the way I do to myself when I’m masturbating. Her hips danced and her desperate, garbled vocalizations tipped me over a psychological edge. Completely uninhibited now, I leaned forward and began licking my own mother’s clitoris.I loved the feel of the big, hard nub swaying and ducking at my tongue’s efforts, but always stubbornly standing up to me again. I started sucking on it, crooning over her taste and raunchy gyrations as she started to hump my mouth. The sounds she was making were more intense than ever and, when Gigi’s cock plunged into my soaked pussy, they became desperate verbal warnings.”Darin! Sto-! That’s Mommy’s clit! Ohh, Darin baby, nooo…! I’m gonna cum! Ooooh, fuck you’re making me cu- baby! Fuck…! OOOOH, BABY, MOMMY’S CUMMIIINGGG!!!”Despite her dire warning, her hands flutteringly slapping at my sides in panic, she kept humping my mouth as she experienced her hardest orgasm yet. I barely registered it, once again approaching my own release thanks to Gigi pumping me to a sexual oblivion and having her quivering clit to suck on.As soon as Mom was done, Dave pulled out of her and lifted my face from her pussy, yelling as he jerked heavy shot after heavy shot of his considerable load, lacing my hair, forehead, nose and mouth. Most incredibly, a tongue started licking my clit at the same time, and I knew there was only one person to whom that tongue could belong.When Dave was finished, I let him shove his spent cockhead into my mouth so I could suck any seed that may have been left from his balls as Gigi and I both came together. My ears seemed to pop, so I could hardly hear Gigi’s frantic groaning as he kept fucking my pussy throughout his massive ejaculation, his hot spurts hitting my insides in a way that felt so spectacular that I can’t even describe it. Mom’s totally unexpected oral manipulation of my clit made my climax so long and so intense that I thought I was going to lose my mind. She held me by my lower back, her arms wrapped around me as Dick had held her during her first orgasm, sucking and working my nub with her tongue until I thought my head would explode.After it was over and Gigi had removed himself from me, Dave’s cock languidly stroking her swollen pussy, I managed to lift myself off of my mother’s body far enough to take a look down between us at her. Gigi’s cum was running from my opening and dribbling out onto her face while she licked his spent member, a devastated smile on her beautiful features that I’ll never forget. After some moments, I managed the larger effort of turning around again to come face to face with her. She regarded me, looking me over with a funny, exasperated smile as I smiled back with a suddenly different feeling towards her.”Darin, you… you’ve got cum all over your pretty face.””Lick it off for me, Mom?””Oh, honey… you’re so impossible,” she complained, still with that smile before starting to lick the jizz of two different men and two women from my face.Mom and I got along a lot differently after that. I was out of her house and no longer her responsibility or irritation, so we were a lot more like friends when I visited her. I’d come to realize how spoiled I was under her roof, but didn’t change because that’s just how Dawn likes me. And, as she promised my mother that day, she takes very good care of me, her little green eyed pussycat, who now lives in the lap of luxury in her condo. We love each other more every day and our sex life is fantastic. Mostly it’s just with one another, at times with other women and, on occasion, she takes me somewhere to be used by a group of guys because it entertains her, and because she knows my slutty need to be stuffed with cocks has to be occasionally satisfied.Needless to say, Mom got the job. Dave, who jokingly calls her his ‘suckretary’, has told me on more than one occasion of what an invaluable help she is to daily operations. She takes care of the entire business aspect of the shop, from booking appointments and dealing with suppliers to the accounting and any payroll concerns, so he can finally spend his time actually turning wrenches. I visit her at the shop as often as I do at her house and it’s not at all uncommon to see a customer- or customers- both male and female- using her for their pleasure. The cool thing is how she still plays pure and hard to get, smiling tolerantly while trying to pull her skirt back down around groping hands, or voicing good natured scolding over a guy hiking her top and getting her tits out before she ends up laid out on the hood of a car for a good fucking. She really loves being a slut and is happier than I’ve ever seen her.I even brought Tiffany and Kendra by for introductions. At first they thought it was weird that I’d be hanging out with older guys who’d never even heard of Bruno Mars or Nicki Minaj, but they liked the attention they got as much as I did when I first visited Wheeling Auto Service. And once they were convinced to smoke some weed and have a few drinks, they were a lot more comfortable and even agreeable to hiking their skirts to show the guys their panties, then taking off their tops, then allowing themselves to be fondled. Now they show up to auction themselves off to whoever happens to be here for money to go spend at the mall. Also, they now grace the shop wall, Kendra as ‘Miss 5w30’ and Tiffany as ‘Miss 20w50’ while I ended up ‘Miss 20w40’.Best of all is how Mom and I have access to Wheeling Park, the community campground up north. It’s beautiful, private and totally hedonistic. Dawn and I go up every weekend, and once I even stayed an entire week by myself with permission to do whoever I wanted while she went back to St. Catharines and returned the following weekend. One weekend I got to see eight guys chase down my hysterically giggling mother, catch and carry her to a picnic table where they tore every stitch of clothing from her body and fucked every orifice she has.And in case you’re wondering… yes; every once in a while, when the mood strikes me, I jump my mother. She tells me to stop, but that only makes me all the hornier and I always have my way with her, forcing her into a sixty-nine or whatever I want from her. I’m just so impossible!

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