"Grace it's Michael. Please don't hang up on me. I need to explain."

"There is nothing to explain. You and your dad are complete perverts."

"Oh come on you have to admit thinking about it has turned you on at least a little bit." He wasn't at all apologetic he was challenging me.

"The hell I do. I said what I had to say to your dad. You were there you know what I said. I meant every word of it."

"I know you did then, do you still mean it?"

"Of course I do. Nothing has changed I still feel the same."

"Okay, I'll tell dad what you said. But can we just talk a bit."

Since Michael attended my daughter's school, I thought it might be a good idea not to hang up on him "Why would you want to talk to me I'm 20 years older than you?"

"I just like the way you are. I always liked you even before dad started to date you."

"Really," I was skeptical. I doubted that he even noticed me.

"Of course you used to wear those black shorts and low cut tops to the games in the spring." I did indeed wear that outfit often. "I know you don't want to hear it but you have great tits."

"No I don't want to hear that from you." Of course any compliment was appreciated by me. Nothing like a nasty divorce to shake one's self confidence. "But thanks I guess."

"Oh you are welcome and I'm not just saying that you have a great body."

"For an old lady," I added.

"For any age woman. I love your boobs, and what a sweet ass you have."

I couldn't help it the compliment made me feel good. "Thanks but you shouldn't be talking like that to a woman my age."

"You mean it offends you for a younger man to find you attractive?"

"You know that isn't it, you are just so much younger."

"Lets not talk about age please. If I act my age you can call me on it. But unless I do, lets just be two people chatting."

"Alright I'll try."

"Good, how is Cindy,"

"Cindy is fine, a little crazy of course but fine."

"I bet she is crazy. I really never talked to her but most girls her age are a little nuts."

"I have heard that too," I said it with a chuckle he couldn't have missed.

"So how old were you the first time you got fucked?" I gasped at the word coming from the lips of so young a boy.

"That is not an appropriate thing to ask me."

"You mean the word fuck offends you. It's just a word grace."

"I know it's just a word."

"You know Grace I have heard you use it." I did know and that made me a little nervous.

"I know you have Michael but not like you use it. I said it in the heat of passion, you just used it cold and it's like a slap in the face."

"Well, I don't think you really mind. It's not like I used it to call you a whore or anything. I just asked how you lost your virginity."

I wasn't exactly sure what he was trying to do but it didn't seem right for me to be so nervous. "Alright," I said it feeling just a little defeated.

"So how old were you?"

"The same age as Cindy. I was fifteen."

"How old was the lucky guy?"

"Much older," I admitted.

"So you let an old guy fuck you first?"

"I guess so."

"No wonder you didn't mind my dad talking about fucking Cindy."

"I did mind, he just waited till I was so turned on I couldn't stop him. I couldn't think."

"Grace I saw you cum remember. I saw how strong it was when you talked about her."

"It was just fantasy," I said weakly.

"Of course it was, even when you agreed to guide my dad's dick into her pussy." He paused a moment I guess to see what I would say. I didn't have anything to say. "So Grace does this make you wet?"

"That is so crude," I replied.

"Yeah but are you wet?" he asked.

"Yes," it was my only reply. I couldn't think of anything else.

"So talking about Cindy getting fucked with a kid my age makes you wet?"

"Yes," I whispered.

"If I was there would you fuck me?"

"No," I managed to make that sound a little stronger.

"Would you suck my dick? You are beautiful when you are giving a blowjob."

"No," I said feeling confused.

"Then what would you do for me?"

"Nothing you are too young."

"Then I guess I would have to fuck Cindy. Would you watch me fuck her?"

"No,"

"Yes you would wouldn't you. You would love to see me fuck her. See my cock slide inside her tight pussy."

"No not that," I said. It came out almost in a moan.

"Then what would you do. You have me hard and precum dripping so what would you do for me."

I heard a voice I didn't recognize say, "Rub your cock till you cum.

"Could I cum on your tits?"

"Yes," I replied.

"And would you taste it for me?"

"Yes,"

"What are you wearing?"

"Jeans and a top," I replied.

"Take those big tits out for me. Do it for real and do it now."

His voice was different from his dad, but the tone was the same. He had seen it work on me before and it did again. I lifted the knit top and pulled the bra down. My breasts spilled out.

"Are they out?" he asked.

"Yes," I replied.

"Good, now play with your nipples. Do it gently then get rough. When you are ready to cum let me know."

"Yes," I gasped. He could obviously hear the effect it was having on me.

"Open your legs and slide a hand in your panties." He obviously heard the effect that touching my clit had. "Now cum for me you beautiful slut." His words drove me even higher. "Cum for me like Cindy would if I was rubbing her clit like that."

"Oh God yes now," I said it as the orgasms ripped through my body.

"Whose dick do you want now?"

"Your dick"

"What would you do to get my dick inside you?"

"Anything, I would do anything."

"Would you suck my dick in front of Cindy?"

"Yes," I replied out of breath.

"I'm going to hold you to that." he replied. He continued to talk to me as I came down. He seemed to know when I was back to normal because shortly thereafter he said goodnight." A few moments later I fell into bed exhausted. I slept better than I had in weeks.

All that next day I was tormented by guilt. I swore it would never happen again. What was I thinking to be doing that with a 16 year old kid. I expected that I could go to jail for it. If not that at least be shamed into leaving town, if it ever became known.

I managed to get through my day at the office with only minor thoughts of Michael. How was I ever going to convince him to leave me alone. Maybe once had been enough. All those thoughts ran through my head off and on all day.

When I got home there was a note on the kitchen table. Cindy had gone to the mall with friends. She would be home about six. Just in time for dinner, I thought.

I quickly fixed a pan of hamburger helper with pasta, then put it in the oven to stay warm. It and a salad would be our dinner when she made it home. With her six could be seven or eight just as easily. She had a cell phone and would call at the last minute to give a time update. She knew that if the time came and went there would be hell to pay. She usually let me know if she were going to be late.

I usually didn't change till after dinner but I had no idea when she would be home and the clothes I wore to work were uncomfortable. I put on a house dress with nothing but panties under it. If the light was right she would know exactly what I wore, but Cindy and I had no secrets well only sexual ones. We were just two women in the same house. I was a lot older and more saggy but otherwise just another woman. Neither of us were in the least interested in other women so not at all embarrassed to be caught half nude.

Instead of a call at six Cindy walked through the door. Dinner came and went along with news of her day. She didn't mention seeing Michael at school so he hadn't looked her up. In that case no news was indeed very good news. Guilt and fear make a powerful mix. I had more of both than I had earlier realized, and I thought I had plenty before.

Most weekday evening I watched TV in the den while Cindy watched TV in her room. She might listen to her stereo or play around with her computer. Her room was a bit of an entertainment center all by itself. As I watched TV I was nervous. I expected Michael to call all evening. When he hadn't called by bedtime I found that I was disappointed. I had a little speech all ready for him. It was all about how the night before had been a mistake and could never happen again. It seemed that he felt the same. At least I hoped so. Still I did kind of miss the call.

I hardly thought of Michael at all that next day.. For one thing I was busy with work, for another it was just a mind thing and didn't seem real after a day without any stimulation. Like maybe it didn't really happen at all. Of course that was all too good to be true.

"Hello Grace," the voice on the phone said.

"Hello Michael," I thought about the little speech I had ready but didn't give it after all.

"Did you miss me?"

"Of course not," I replied but he knew I didn't mean it.

"Sure you did. So how was your day?"

"I was busy at work but it all got done in the end."

"That's good. My day was pretty boring."

"Oh I'm sorry to hear that."

"Thank you. What are you wearing Grace?"

"Just a house dress."

"What no underwear?"

"Panties of course." I added.

"Of course," he replied sarcastically. "Those big tits sagging some?"

"Yes," It was all I could say. He surely noticed my breathing deepen.

"I always loved your tits. I liked seeing you hold them up for dad to suck. Did you like doing that?"

"Yes," again it was all I could get out.

"You are already turned on aren't you Grace?"

"I suppose so." There was no sense lying he could hear it in my voice.

"Rub those beautiful titties just like I would Grace." I slid my hand over my nipples feeling them hard and pressing against the cloth. "Feels good don't it?"

"Yes you know it does," I replied.

"Yeah I know. I can remember you doing that while dad jacked his dick for you. You remember that don't you Grace?"

"Yes I remember," I could hardly breath at all by then.

"You liked him to rub his precum on your nipples didn't you."

"Yes," I replied

"Say it all Grace you need to really talk to me." He seemed almost angry.

"Yes I liked him rubbing my nipples with his slick cock."

"No Grace it was his slick dick wasn't it."

"Yes his slick dick."

"Are you a horny bitch Grace?"

I choked on the words but I answered. "Yes, I'm a horny bitch."

"Do you want to cum for a sixteen year old boy?"

"Yes I want to cum for a sixteen year old boy?"

"Then ask me you horny bitch," He said it very confidently.

"Please let me cum Michael," I knew the drill his dad had done it to me before.

"Cum for me horny bitch, cum." It still took a me a few minutes but he waited patiently while my breathing got more and more ragged. He heard me moan as the pressure released inside me. He knew when my orgasm began.

"Think of my dick while you are coming. My young hard wet dick inside your old worn out body. Think of how good my dick will feel in your mouth." He paused till he knew that I was finished then he asked, "Do you want to suck my young boy dick?"

"Yes I want to suck your young boy dick," It was more a whimper than anything else.

"Good, it's time you had a boy dick in you."

"Yes it is time," I agreed without any prompting.

"We will arrange it later." With that he hung up on me. I was shaking badly as I went to the bathroom. I showered trying to calm down. I couldn't get him off my mind so I masturbated in the shower hoping it would help. It didn't. I fell into bed with my body still on fire. I slept fitfully but I did sleep.

I got through the next day but I had Michael on my mind all the time. I seemed to stay turned on all day as memories of the night before would just come back for no reason. I never liked giving head but I found thoughts of his cock in my mouth slipping into my mind all day. By the time he called that night I was ready to concede anything.

"Are you ready for my dick?" It was how he started the conversation not even a hello.

"Yes I am ready for your dick," I replied. I could feel my body stirring with every word.

"Where do you want my dick Grace?"

"I want your dick in my mouth," I replied.

"Don't you want my dick in your cunt?"

"Yes I want your dick in my cunt to?" I replied.

"How about in your ass?"

"Yes I want your dick in my ass."

"So you want to fuck a teenager do you?"

"Yes I want to fuck a teenager. I want to fuck you." There no sense lying he could hear it in my voice.

"What about Cindy?"

"What about her?" I asked still choking on my words.

"Could I fuck her as well?"

I knew my lines so I said it. "Yes you could fuck her as long as you fuck me as well."

"I want to see you masturbate for me whore. Go to your front window and do it. Don't pretend I'm parked outside I can see."

I went to the window and sure enough there was a car parked at the curb in front. I opened the blinds and I rubbed my titties, I rubbed my stomach and I came while he whispered filth into the phone. I couldn't even answer I was so turned on.

"Cum for me you filthy whore. Next time I want to see you and Cindy both cum for me." I came so hard that I almost fell.

"You are such a whore aren't you?"

"Yes I am your whore," I replied.

"You will do anything for my dick won't you cunt?"

"Yes I will do anything for your dick," I replied.

"I want you to start getting Cindy used to the idea that she is going to fuck me."

"No," I said that with as much conviction as I could. "That has always been a fantasy not reality."

"Shut up cunt," he said harshly. "Don't speak just listen to me. You are to start slowly getting her used to the idea. She will come around if you go slowly. Now how will you begin."

"I don't know that I will." I replied.

"Think about what your body felt like before I began to call, then think about how you feel now. Then you decide. If you don't do this I will stop calling. If you want my young dick in you, then you will do this. I will call you tomorrow for your answer, You better have a plan ready."

He hung up.

I didn't sleep at all that night. I was torn since I really hadn't done anything with him it was time to walk away. I probably hadn't really broken any laws at that point. What he wanted me to do exceeded even the things his sick dad wanted. His dad had been content with just fantasizing about Cindy. Michael wanted me to bring her around to actually doing it. I didn't think even for Michael I could do that. He did make my body feel things no grown man ever had. It was all illusion though in reality he probably wouldn't be a good lover at all. I had made the decision somehow sometime without knowing it that I would not have sex with Michael. It all had to end.

That resolve lasted until he called me again. "So have you decided?"

Suddenly I was all squishy inside. I couldn't help it. But somehow I found the courage to say, "No I can't do it."

"So you aren't excited by my call?"

"Of course I am." he could no doubt hear it in my voice.

"Then you don't want to have my dick in you?"

"You know I want your dick in me?"

"Then what is the problem?"

"I can't help you with my Daughter."

"What if she wanted to do it? Would you try to stop her?"

"I guess not if she wanted to do it." I had a feeling that I was being tricked.

"So if I went to her and told her that her mother was my whore, and asked her. You wouldn't mind?"

"Of course I would mind. That would be awful for her to hear."

"Then you need to find a way to tell her yourself. It will sound better from you?"

"Are you threatening to do that?"

"No but you said it would be alright if it was what she wanted. How will we know if one of us doesn't ask her. I will be happy to ask for you."

"No don't," I was begging at that point.

"Are your nipples hard?" The complete change of subject left me off balance.

"Yes," it was the truth.

"So the idea does turn you on doesn't it."

"I suppose it does," I replied a little bewildered that my body was betraying me.

"Rub those big nipples just as I would." It wasn't a question he knew I would. He could hear the gasp in my breathing.

"I love how you look standing in he window. Would you love to show off for me?"

"Yes, I would love to show off for you."

"Would you love to finger your cunt for me?" I gasped again.

"Yes I would love to finger my cunt for you."

"And would you love to see Cindy finger her cunt for me?"

"Yes," I replied without thinking.

"Yes what," he demanded.

"I would love to see Cindy finger her cunt for you." Saying the words wracked me with a mild orgasm. He must have known.

"See you do want to deliver her to me. Now touch your breasts like you would if I was watching."

I rubbed and manipulated my nipples for him to see. Soon I was gasping and squirming. I needed something inside me. I quickly slipped two fingers inside without being told. I was madly working them inside me when he next spoke.

"Now stop," he demanded.

It was difficult but I did as he ordered.

"Now go into Cindy's room. I want you to teach her how to suck my dick. I want her to see and smell you now. Then you can start getting her ready. Do it slowly like dad did for you."

"I don't want to," even to me it was a whine.

"Do it. Don't argue just do it." he slammed the phone down in my ear.

I sat on the sofa staring at the TV not seeing what was playing. I tried to rationalize it all. In one week Michael had pushed me farther than his father ever had. His dad had make me a whore for him in some ways, but Michael had made me consider things that I never would have for his father. I tried to rationalize it but could only conclude that doing those things for a teenager had aroused my most basic sexual feelings and they were running rampant. Feelings that I never imagined existed in my body. When I orgasmed for Michael it racked my body in ways I had never imagined.

I was like a zombie when I went to Cindy's room. I stopped in front of her closed door while I tried to think. I heard her voice. I realized that it wasn't her speaking but her moaning. I pushed open the door gently and saw Cindy on the bed with her legs spread. She had her hand in her jeans and was rubbing herself. She was also holding her cell phone.

I wanted to say something and I wanted to leave instead I stood in her door and watched her masturbate for me. She didn't see me but she was still showing herself off to me. I saw her squirm then I saw her tense, I saw her obviously orgasm as her body shook uncontrollably. I couldn't help it I was turned on beyond belief. It probably had to do with the months of being conditioned to see her as a sexual partner of sorts not for me but a partner in sex for men.

After she orgasmed she was very calm looking then she opened her eyes and saw me. She was too wrung out to do more than remove her hand from her jeans. She mumbled something into the phone then put it on the night stand. "Are you angry," she asked.

"No honey, I'm not angry. What you did is very normal I do it myself." I replied.

"I know, I have seen you."

I just nodded. "Is there anything you would like to ask me?"

"No I just think it feels so good. I'm glad you don't mind."

"No I don't mind. If you would like to know anything about how to do it even better, just ask."

"Well Mom, I'm not a virgin anymore. So I put things up there is that okay?"

"Just be careful what you put inside you honey. Most thing are okay if you wash them real good first."

"Oh okay, What else feels good?"

"Try sucking on something while you rub your clit."

"But isn't that what slutty girls do. I mean suck men."

"I don't consider myself slutty and I do it honey. It just what men and women do these days. If you do that while you orgasm you will learn to love the feeling of your mouth full."

"Alright, I'll try that. Should I try it now?"

"If you want to sure," I replied'

"What should I suck on?"

"I'll get you something." It was hard for me to believe that I was doing it but I went to my bedroom to retrieve my soft dildo. It was a gel filled one. When I returned Cindy still had her jeans open. She was already rubbing her clit. It was like someone else who slipped the head of the dildo to her lips. She opened her mouth a little.

"No baby lick it. Lick under it all the way up to the head." I watched as he pink tongue came out to lick the dildo. She licked it twice then moaned. When she moaned I slipped it into her mouth. Not choking her but filled her mouth with it. I could feel her sucking on it. I could also see her body responding to the combination of clit and mouth actions. She was wracked with orgasms very quickly. Even though she was obviously cumming she continued to suck and to rub her clit wildly. She stopped touching herself and calmed down but she didn't stop sucking on the dildo.

"You rest now Cindy," I said that as I left her alone in her bedroom to sleep.

I went to my bedroom and fucked myself with the dildo till I came three times. It had been wildly erotic to watch her sucking cock for the first time. Even if the cock wasn't real. The image had been planted in my mind my mind by Michael's father so many times. I fell asleep with the dildo still in the bed though not inside me.

As usual daylight brought the guilt. I suffered with it all day. It was unbelievable how I beat myself up every day then waited impatiently for him to call.

Michael called after nine. "So how was your day?" he asked.

"Busy we sold a half dozen cars and I had to prepare all the loan papers before noon."

"Sounds like you were busy alright. So what are you wearing now?"

"I'm in my night gown, it's late." I replied.

"Take it off and show me your boobs," he demanded

"Very well," I said. After I had stripped the gown, I said, "It's off."

"Good rub your tits. Do it just like I would. Be rough." I worked my nipples roughly, pulling and pinching them.

"How does it feel?"

"It feels good, you know it does."

"Yes I know. Is your cunt wet for me?"

"Yes my cunt is wet for you." I had learned how to answer with what he wanted to hear.

"Now rub your clit for me. Spread your legs wide I want to see it."

I felt like he was in the room watching me. "God I love cock," I said it freely not in response to anything.

"I know you do. But call it what it is. You love dick."

"Yes I love dick."

"I know you have a dildo get it and fuck yourself whore."

I quickly got the dildo from the desk drawer and began to ease it in. "How does my dick feel in you.:

"Your dick feels wonderful. Please don't stop."

"Oh I'm not going to stop. Keep fucking you with my dick."

"Yes fuck me." He could tell how close I was to orgasm from my ragged breathing.

"When are you going to start Cindy's lessons?"

"I started last night," I replied as the first spasm shot through me.

"Did you get my dick in her mouth?"

"Yes she had your dick in her mouth."

"Did she love it?"

"Yes she loved your dick"

"Did you love seeing her with my dick in her mouth?"

"Yes I loved seeing it. I really did." With that I was wracked with orgasms one after another.

I was soaring when he ordered. "Stay at it till she can take it all. Teach her to suck dick as good as you."

"Yes god yes," I replied.

"Do it every night till she can."

"Yes," I replied not having any idea what I was saying.

I had no idea that I would actually do it. I did walked to her room and found her sitting in her big chair watching tv. I closed the door, then went back to the den. I removed the dildo from the desk drawer then walked back to Cindy's room. I didn't know how to approach it so I just walked over to her chair and held the dildo to her lips. She slipped her tongue out and licked if from the base to the head. Several times then she licked the head. Her mouth opened and I pushed it in deep. She gagged.

"Yes baby relax you will get used to it."

She nodded with tears coming down here face. She reached down, spread her legs, and began to rub herself through her panties. She squirmed violently and her muscles locked up. I gagged her again as she orgasmed. Her body trembled with orgasm as she also tried to retch. I left the dildo in her mouth till she calmed down.

"More," she whined. I moved the dildo in her mouth and she did it all over again.

"Do you love cock?" I have no idea where the words came from but I recognized them as Michael's fathers words to me when we first began having sex.

Cindy nodded her head as she held the cock in her mouth. "Just relax and don't fight it." I said it as I worked the dildo into her throat. She made gagging and retching noises but she never pulled away. I was able to work the dildo into her throat and she came when I pulled it out. I decided that it was enough for one day.

I turned and walked away without another word. I went to my bedroom and masturbated with the dildo several times.

"So strip for me slut." The words just appeared on my computer screen but I had no will to refuse. I was naked in just a few seconds.

"Done," I answered.

"Good that you understand your place. How is Cindy doing with her lessons?"

"She can take it down her throat now. That is what you wanted."

"No I wanted her ready to take my cock down her throat with you watching. She is just taking a dildo down there for you. Get her ready for me."

"And how exactly do I do that?"

"I don't know that is up to you."

"You have to help me."

"What do you need?"

"I guess I need to let her watch us on the computer. It might make her want to play along."

"Then make it happen."

"Alright but you can't forget what I need either. She has to see me cumming for you."

"You always cum for me bitch. You shouldn't have any problem with her watching it. You are the complete slut you know."

"Yes I know."

"Is your cunt wet for my dick?"

"Yes my cunt is wet for your dick," I knew the drill.

"Good get my dick the one you forced down Cindy's throat. I want you to take it all the way inside that worthless cunt."

I did exactly as he said and the feeling of the the jell dildo in me was madding. I could feel my muscles milking it making it seem alive.

"Don't move it just work it with your muscles till you cum."

I tried to make it work for me but I couldn't stand the wait so I stroked myself till I came. It was a gut wrenching orgasm. One that actually seemed to cause me pain as my cunt convulsed around his dick. Yes I was beginning to think in his terms.

"Are you my whore?"

"Yes, I am your whore."

"And you are going to make Cindy my whore as well aren't you."

"Yes,"

"Say it whore."

"I'm going to make Cindy your whore."

"Good, now take the slimy dick to her and have her suck it clean. Then bring her back with you."

I wanted to say no but instead I stood with the wet dildo in my hand. I went to her room she was sitting with her eyes closed, headphones on listening to music. I placed the wet dick to her mouth and she sucked in deep. She moaned but never opened her eyes as I fucked her mouth with the dick. It slipped in easily. She had learned how to take it deep very quickly. She was a natural at it I thought.

Her hand went between her legs and under the leg of her shorts. She was masturbating like mad as I stroked her mouth. With a few minutes she was shaking and squirming. I could almost feel her cum. I tried to remove the dick but she held my hand so she could finish with it.

She didn't resist or ask any questions when I pulled her from the chair. She just followed me into the den where the computer was located. I pulled a chair up so she could sit beside me.

I was naked but she was still dressed.

"Back," I typed.

"Is Cindy with you?"

"Yes," I replied.

"Is she naked?"

"No."

"Tell her to strip for me."

"Honey can you read the computer screen?"

"Yes mom I can read it."

"Then do what he says."

Instead of answering she removed her tee shirt and bra. Then she stood and removed her shorts and panties at one time.

"She is naked," I replied. I felt terribly guilty but also very aroused.

"When I address her she is to answer verbally and you are to type exactly what she says no more no less. Do you understand whore?"

"Yes I understand."

"Cindy do you understand?"

"Yes I understand." She said it and I typed it.

"Good, now Cindy did you cum with a dick in your mouth?"

"Yes I came with a dick in my mouth,"

"Cindy that was my dick I had just fucked your mother with it. Does that make it better?"

"I don't know maybe,"

"You don't mind that I fuck your mother do you?"

"No I don't mind."

"Good, did you enjoy my dick in your mouth?"

"Yes I loved it in my mouth."

"Mom explain how she is to answer."

I explained she was to repeat back what he said to her using as many of his words as possible.

"Yes I loved your dick in my mouth."

"That's better, are you a virgin?"

"No I have had sex."

"Good then do you want me to fuck you like I do your mother."

Cindy looked at me and I nodded. I was too into it to do anything else.

"Yes I want you to fuck me like you do mom."

"Spread your legs. Close your eyes I'm going to fuck you now. Mom do it. Fuck your whore daughter with my dick just like I would."

I'm sure I did it better. I rubbed her clit with his dick. Then I teased her vulva till her hips were moving. I slipped the dick into her while she pressed for it. The dick was too large for her but I forced it in. She moaned and then slipped into a rhythm as I move it in her.

"Rub your clit," I whispered.

She rubbed it while I fucked her. She did that for only a few minutes then she came in a gush of fluids. I kept it up till I sensed she was drained.

"She came for you. She is exhausted."

"Good she can watch me fuck you. Suck my dick you whore." I didn't hesitate I slipped the cock into my mouth and began to suck on it. I even moved it in and out as I had done for Cindy. Soon like Cindy I came. I didn't cum as hard but I definitely came and she knew it.

"I came."

"Good let Cindy clean it and then go to bed you two be here tomorrow night at this time both of you."

Cindy sucked it clean then left without a word. I wondered what was going on in here mind. She didn't seem to be guilty or even concerned with it. She was just more lost in it all.

All the next day I wondered what it would be like when I got home. Cindy would surely have something to say about what had happened the night before.

I could not have been more wrong. She was on her cell phone when I arrived home. She waved cheerfully but didn't stop her conversation. At dinner the conversation was about her day not the night before. I let her just carry the conversation but was nervous as hell. It never came up which was a good thing since I had no answers for her if she asked why.

At nine I was seated at the computer. A couple of minutes later Cindy came in an pulled up a chair. It was a couple of more minutes before the window popped open.

"Are both my whores here?"

"Yes we are here."

"Strip for me."

"Very well," I typed. We both removed our tops bras shorts and panties. I noticed again how much better my daughter's body was than mine. "We are naked."

"Good, I want mom to suck my dick while Cindy holds it."

"Very well," I replied on the keyboard. Cindy held the dildo to my mouth and I took it in. I closed my eyes and it became alive in my mind. I sucked it in and gagged when Cindy pushed it deep into my throat.

"Suck it whore," I heard Cindy's voice say. I opened my eyes to see those same words on the screen. She was reading his words to me. I closed my eyes and sucked harder. Sucking his dick made me itch between my legs. I was unbelievably hot for it. I rubbed the itch till I felt it build into a huge orgasm.

"Now me," Cindy said pulling it from my mouth and sliding it into hers.

"She has it and is sucking," I replied to the words on the screen which I had missed.

"So who is the better dick sucker?"

"I am," I said. Cindy had her eyes closed so missed the question.

"While she is mouth fucking I want you to get the lubricant and a candle."

I knew what he wanted and I didn't resist. I just went to find it.

I removed the ky from the medicine cabinet and a candle from the dining room table.

"Back," I typed.

"Is the whore finished yet?"

"No," I replied.

"Then help her."

"No I won't do that."

"You already have don't make an issue of doing it again."

"I didn't touch her that was you."

"Then this time it will be you. Get her off damn it."

I slipped my finger on her clit and began to rotate it. It took only a few seconds for her to begin to jerk uncontrollably. I kept it up till she was exhau