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CHAPTER THREE

With a guaranteed A in geometry and no need to attend class any more, Sally had the mornings to herself. The day following the incident with Mr. Johnson, she pretended to leave for school and then came back home, planning to use the free time to think. At this point she was a very confused young woman.

When Sally walked through the front door the phone was ringing. Before she could remind herself that she was supposed to be in school, she answered it.

"Hi, Sally," the familiar voice on the other end said. "Is your mother, there?"

It was Aunt Jane, her mom's sister. Something funny was going on.

"Isn't Mom with you?" Sally asked. "I thought she was supposed to be spending a couple of days with you?"

There was an awkward silence on the other end of the line.

"Gee, that's the first time I've heard anything about that," Aunt Jane finally replied in a perplexed voice. "I just got back from San Francisco myself. Are you sure your mother said…"

"Positive."

Aunt Jane nervously cleared her throat. "Well, I'm sure there's some perfectly logical explanation. When your mom comes home, tell her I called, will you?"

Before Sally could prod her aunt about the "logical explanation", the phone clicked dead. It was clear that something was wrong.

Burning with curiosity, Sally went to her parents' bedroom and looked through her mother's things for a clue. The diary she found under her mom's lingerie seemed as good a place to start as any. It turned out to be the jackpot.

"June 26," the last entry read. "I'm as excited as a girl. Just imagine, two whole days and nights with the man of my dreams, and no one to bother us. I wish Jane wasn't in San Francisco so she could cover for me, but I don't think anything will go wrong. Just remembered. Got to remember to pack my diaphragm. I hate it when Frank has to use rubbers when we fuck… Oh, there he is at the door. Got to go. When I get back I expect I'll burn these pages up with a description of what went on."

Astonished that her mother was having an affair, Sally leafed back in the diary for more incriminating evidence.

"May 12. Frank was really good tonight. His wife's had her period all week so he was completely rested up for me. He fucked me in every hole before he finally pooped out. As I write this, I can still taste his sweet cum in my mouth. I don't think I'll brush my teeth for a week."

After reading a few more explicit entries, Sally's shock turned to arousal. Her mom was really getting it on. Sally knew she should feel sorry for her dad, but somehow she envied her mother for having the courage to go for it. She wished she had that much courage.

One of the entries in the diary mentioned the Midtown Motor Lodge. On an impulse, Sally decided to go there. Maybe her mom and this Frank were there now – fucking. Closing her eyes, she could envision their naked bodies writhing in the twisted sheets, her mom's hairy cunt filled with pumping cock.

Taking some money from the secret fund she had accumulated from baby-sitting, Sally took a cab to the Midtown Motor Lodge. The diary had mentioned 14-G as "our room". When she arrived at the motel, Sally rented 13-G from the bored clerk.

The walls were practically paper-thin. When Sally let herself into her room she could hear the bedsprings squeaking from next door. Then moans – unintelligible at first, but increasingly clear.

"Oh, baby, wrap your legs around me," a man's voice said.

"Deeper! Deeper!" a woman replied in a frenzy. "Fuck me deeper!"

Sally recognized the voice immediately. It was her mother.

Sally found a vent. Through it, the voices came laud and clear. On a hunch, she took a dime from her purse and unscrewed the grille. Poking her head through the opening, Sally saw that her hunch was right on the money. There was a similar vent on the opposite side of the wall. She could see clearly into room 14-G…

They were fucking like there was no tomorrow. Her mom and this man Frank. He had a jackhammer technique, pistoning his stiff prick in her cunt with long, powerful strokes. Sally's mother was groaning with delight, begging for more.

"I'm going to come," Frank panted. "How do you want it?"

"Pull out and spray all over my tits," Mom answered. "I already told you. You knocked just when I was getting ready to look for my diaphragm and I forgot to put it in my purse."

Suddenly his cock was out of her cunt. Sally hungrily licked her lips at its immense size. She couldn't help being proud of her mother for her good taste in men.

Frank's prick shot off like a geyser. Cum shot through the air in a silvery jet stream and then splashed all over her mom's generous tits. When the spurting ceased, Sally's mother spread her fingers over her tits and smeared the fresh jizz all over them.

Sally couldn't believe how turned on she was. This was the first time she had ever watched another couple fuck. Her mother had not had enough of the big, strong cock either and was already positioning herself for another variation of no-holds-barred fucking.

"Oh, my God," Sally whispered under her breath, "I didn't know Mom liked it in the ass."

Sally's mother was on her knees, giving her lover and, unknowingly, her daughter, a perfect view of her spread hindquarters. Her fingers slipped into the crack of her ass, and clutching the plump globes, pulled them apart as far as they would go. Asshole and cunt flared, each glistening with damp arousal.

Sally's mother's peeled-open crotch bristled with jet-black hair, as dark and thick as her daughter's was blonde and wispy. Framed by the V of her widespread thighs, her lush tits dangled down, the tips capped by pointy nipples.

"What a beautiful woman," Sally breathed huskily. She knew that if she were a man she would not be able to resist her mother's feminine charms either.

Her mom's body begged to be used. If anybody was aware of that, it was her lover. Frank had moved in behind her, his hand at his groin as he guided his hard-on toward the throbbing entrance of her tight asshole.

Fuck her! Fuck her! Sally mentally screamed, her emotions abroil. Fuck my mother in the ass with your big prick, you lucky stud!

As if he had heard Sally's silent command, Frank powered his hips forward, the pale cheeks of his ass squeezing into a thin line as he thrust his hard cock into her ass. "All of it!" she demanded. "Give me your whole cock in my ass!"

As Sally watched with bulging eyes, Frank gave her mother what she wanted. His balls clenched in their contracting sac as his prick stabbed to the core of her ass.

With every thrust, Sally's mom was chanting, "Fuck me!"

Sally had never seen anybody enjoy something so much. What a woman she thought.

"Your ass is so tight. I can't hold it much longer," Frank warned. "Do you want me to pull out again?"

"All the cumin the world in my ass isn't going to knock me up!" she laughed lewdly. "Fire away, stud!"

"You asked for it, Mama," Frank responded through clenched teeth, and let fly.

Sally craned her neck in the narrow enclosure in the wall, attempting to get a clear view of the moment of ejaculation. Although she was thwarted in her attempt, what came next was an even more gratifying spectacle.

Squeezed unbearably by the combined pressure of the woman's spasming asshole and the volume of his spurting cum, Frank's cock was forced to withdraw as soon as it had finished shooting. At last Sally had an unobstructed view of her mother's just-fucked asshole – and it was breathtaking. Excess jizz bubbled to the surface of the unblocked opening and then spilled dawn the insides of her thighs, contrasting beautifully with the suntanned flesh. Sally had never seen such an erotic sight.

"Had enough?" Frank asked after the woman had fallen to her side with her hand between her legs.

When her mother shifted her hips, Sally saw that she had her finger crammed up her asshole and was working it around in the warm cum.

"Enough? What do you think, Frank?" She purred.

Frank wiped the sweat from his brow. "Whew, you're something else, babe," he gasped. "Are there any more like you at home?"

Sally's mother abruptly sat up, her finger popping out of her ass as she fixed her lover with a withering stare.

"I've already warned you about that, Frank," she snapped. "Leave my family out of it. What goes on between you and me is strictly between the two of us. When I leave here I go right back to my husband and kids. They're all clean as a whistle. Believe me, I've seen to it. I'm the only fuck-up in the family."

"Okay, okay, I didn't mean anything," Frank begged off. "I was just trying to make a little conversation."

Sally's mom's expression turned to an icy glare. "Listen, honey, the last thing I expect out of you is conversation. We're here for one reason and one reason only – and you know what that is."

Frank wiped his brow again. "Yeah, I guess I do," he sighed.

"Then stop yakking and get to it," Sally's mother said. "I want to get in one last fuck before I go home, and it'd better be a good one."

"Where, do you want it this time?"

All at once her angry expression melted. Suddenly she resembled a carefree teenager, gleefully exploring the wonderful new world of sex.

"Fuck my mouth," she said. "Don't just put your prick in there and expect me to suck it. Really fuck my mouth. As hard as you can. Give me everything you've got."

Frank gazed down at his cock. "I'm kind of soft," be said apologetically.

"You won't be for long," Sally's mother laughed, and then flopped onto her back, opening her mouth wide.

Frank crawled on top of her, his half-hard cock dangling in his hand. With his legs astride his partner's curvaceous torso, he pressed his crotch against her face and penetrated her mouth with his cock.

"Mmmmmm," Sally's mother gurgled with a throatful of spongy prick. "Good. Goooooood."

Now her tongue began lapping. The slurping started softly at first, but quickly became so loud it sounded like surf splashing against the shore.

Frank couldn't help being profoundly affected. As his cock hardened, his ass began to twitch. Then his hips swung into motion and he was fucking Sally's mother in the mouth, just as she had ordered.

Tremendously excited by the power her mother had over this man, Sally unconsciously slipped her hand between her legs and began fingering her agitated cunt as she watched the action. Before long, her masturbation was so frantic that she had ripped her panties. But she didn't notice, and she certainly didn't stop. In fact, she soon had four fingers clawing within her foaming pussy and her thumb hammering against her throbbing clit.

Her caution dissolving, Sally moaned aloud. Fortunately, her mother's guttural groans were so intense that Sally's indiscretion went unnoticed.

Frank fucked her mother's face harder and harder. His cock had taken on a new life, throbbing with the vigor of a teenager's tireless tool. When all was said and done, this was what always made him come back for more, Sally's mother made him feel like a kid again.

Frank rammed his thick cock to the hilt, feeling his balls pinch against her partner's chin. His ass rotated in a wide circle so his dick would ream out her soft throat. When he closed his eyes it was easy for him to imagine that he was fucking the deepest cunt in the world. A cunt with teeth and a raspy clit the size of a tongue.

"Oh, baby, am I gonna come!" Frank gasped.

"Do it, do it," Sally whispered hoarsely from her hiding place. "Drown her with your hot, sweet jizz."

She felt as if she had a vital stake in what was going to happen – as if through some magic contained in her voyeur's eyes he was going to come in her, too.

The inevitable occurred with a howl from Frank that must have been heard ten rooms away. Suddenly his balls were jumping up and down, pumping cum as fast as humanly possible.

Sally saw her mother's cheeks swell until they resembled a pair of balloons. Then they burst. A creamy torrent of cum cascaded from her lips, so powerful that it pushed Frank's cock out into the open. Shimmering jism splashed all over the two lovers. The smell of fresh jism filled the air, so strong that even Sally's nostrils flared. What's more, Sally swore that she could taste it.

On their bed, her mom was finally satisfied. "Guess I'll take a shower," she said to an exhausted Frank, shaking her head like a wet dog so that globs of cum flew off in a shimmering spray. "Don't want to go home smelling like a whore."

Frank chuckled tiredly. "Good thing you're not. I could never afford you."

Sally's mom leaned over and planted a sloppy kiss on his cheek. "Flattery will get you everywhere," she laughed. "Next week?"

Frank scratched his head. "I dunno. My wife's been talking about a vacation."

Sally's mother shrugged. "Well, let me know so I can work something out if you're not available."

Frank suddenly bristled. "What are you getting at? Do you have somebody else on the string?"

Sally's mother looked him straight in the eye. "That's for me to know and you to find out. Let me just leave you with this thought in case you've gotten into the habit of taking me for granted. I love my husband and I'm not faithful to him, so that should give you a big fat clue where you stand if you don't deliver."

While both Frank and Sally tried to analyze her statement, she got up and left for the bathroom, saucily wiggling her ass as she sashayed across the room.

Pulling her head from the hole in the wall, Sally rearranged her disheveled clothes and prepared to leave. In the aftermath of her discovery of her mother's secret life she was more confused than ever. Now she really had some heavy thinking to do.