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Judy compells her friend Gail to participate in her games
After the Book Wagon, life once again returned to normal - school, work, sleep, eat, rinse, repeat. There was one key difference however. Every moment Mark was at home was fraught with a sort of erotically dangerous tension. Not only did he almost constantly think about his experiences with Judy and have to hide erections practically every time they were in the same room, he also had to contend with the possibility of being discovered. It was rough...mostly in a good way, but still rough.

When the next Saturday rolled around, Laura, Judy, and Gail once again had church commitments which had them out and about for the better part of the day. Having a paper due on Monday, Mark was thankfully left alone this time. He did his best to focus and actually managed to get most of it done.

Around 3:00, the trio returned home and Laura popped her head into his room. “Hi honey, we’re back. Gail is going to stick around for dinner and maybe a movie after. You’re of course welcome to join us if you’d like. I need a nap though...I’m beat. They made me do all the heavy lifting.”

“Do you want me to wake you up at a particular time?” Mark asked.

“No, that’s OK. I’ll set an alarm. I should be up in an hour at most.”

A few minutes later, Mark started down the stairs to grab a beverage. He could hear Judy and Gail talking quietly in the living room. Something about the tone seemed “off,” like they were conspiring about something.

“...I don’t believe you. What were you two really up to back there? Were you...p-pleasuring him?” Gail said.

Mark froze and slowly sank down onto a step to avoid making any noise. So Gail had noticed. Shit. That was not good. Not good at all.

“What do you think?” Judy asked.

“I don’t know what I think or what to think. I saw his face, and I know that your hand was not in your own lap.”

Fine Gail. I was “pleasuring” him. I played with his thick cock, right there in the van with you and Laura until he unloaded his hot, sticky cum into my mouth, and then I swallowed it.” It sounded like Judy was intentionally trying to shock her much more conservative friend. “Is that what you wanted to hear?”

“No, it’s...”

Judy cut her off. “You eyes and your body say differently. You’re eating this up. You want to hear about how I seduced Laura’s son. I bet you’re disappointed you didn’t get to see his cock last week. It was totally exposed, just waving around in the breeze.”

“That’s just not...I mean, why would you...”

“I’ll prove it. If I’m wrong, you can tell Laura the whole thing.” Mark heard the couch squeak as Judy stood up. “Come on, get upstairs...now,” she said. Gail mumbled something quietly in response, but Mark couldn’t make it out as he tried to quietly move back up the stairs and into his room.

Barely a minute later, the door swung open and Judy sauntered through with Gail in tow.

“Hi Mark. I heard you creeping back up the stairs just now, so I think you heard what’s going on,” she said.

Mark nodded, trying to ignore the growing, twitching, and throbbing in his jeans.

“Prove me right. Show Gail your cock.”

“It’s OK Mark, you don’t have to,” Gail said quietly.

“Yes you do,” said Judy. Mark unbuttoned his jeans, tried to slide them down slowly, but failed and dropped them in a pile on the floor. His cock sprang to attention, and Gail’s eyes bounced up and down in sync with it. A small glob of pre-cum oozed forth.

“Mark, don’t you dare touch that thing unless I tell you. And Gail, I told you so. Now your turn, lose those pants.”

Gail sighed deeply, and worked her capris down over her hips, pulling her satin panties down with them.

"Gail, that bush has got to go," said Judy.

Gail looked down at the thatch of light brown hair sprouting from between her ample thighs. “Wh-what do you mean? Why? What’s wrong with it?”

“You’re hiding, Gail. You’ve got something under there that should be exposed to the world, not buried.” Noticing an ad on the back of one of Mark’s magazines, an idea presented itself. “Mark, go get a razor and shaving cream from the bathroom.” Mark bent down to pull his pants up, but was stopped by a disapproving glare from Judy.

“But...what if mom...?”

“Then you’d better make it snappy,” said Judy. Both women stared at Mark’s bare ass and bouncing manhood as he hustled down the hall to the bathroom. When he returned, his face was flushed from fear and exhilaration. Judy motioned toward his desk, and he set his razor and shaving cream next to Gail.

“Well, get to it,” said Judy.

With another resigned sigh, Gail settled onto Mark’s desk chair and propped one leg on the wastebasket next to the desk. She dabbed and smoothed a glob of Mark's shaving cream across her sex, turning her pubic hair into a goopy white mess. Mark sat back down on his bed, cross-legged, a safe distance from Judy. His cock continued to twitch as he watched Gail awkwardly fondle herself while trying to cover everything with shaving cream. The urge to masturbate was almost overpowering, but he knew the potential consequences.

Noting Mark's hands inching toward his groin, Judy said, "hands where I can see them, Mark. Don't think I won't go wake up your mother."

Mark grumbled in frustration. He felt silly, sitting in front of the other two women, erection wagging at the ceiling, and still wearing a t-shirt, but nothing below his waist. His eyes fixated on Gail's crotch, following the razor's deliberate path through the thicket of coarse hair. More and more delicate, pale, bare skin became visible as Gail continued to maneuver the blade around her most sensitive area.

“I can’t believe you’re making me do this,” Gail muttered.

“I certainly didn’t have to try very hard to convince you,” said Judy.

After about ten minutes, the job was complete. Judy handed a damp washcloth to Gail, which she used to wipe away the last remnants of shaving cream. As soon as she was done, she clapped her thighs back together again, hiding her now bald vulva.

"Gail, look at how aroused he is from staring at your vagina...at your pussy ," said Judy, touching the tip of Mark’s cock with her index finger.

"Don't talk like that. It's so...ugh... filthy ," said Gail.

“Show us your beautiful...flower...nether regions...whatever. Just spread your legs for the poor boy," said Judy, “He's practically drooling." Gail looked down at his cock. He was indeed drooling, but not from his mouth.

"Mark, why would you...I mean, I'm almost as old as your mother. Don't you want to see girls your own age?" Gail asked.

Judy spoke up before Mark could get a word out. "Mark's opinion is inconsequential here. What I want is for you to open yourself to Mark...to us. Show us how beautiful you are."Gail's thighs parted, revealing just her slit. "Farther...more," said Judy.

Gail looked at Mark again. "Is this really what you want?"

"Yes," he said quietly. "I...do."

Gail's thighs continued to spread until they were wide open, leaving her pussy completely exposed. With the hair gone, more intimate details distinguished themselves...thick, dark pink labia, and a prominent clitoris that - much to Gail's chagrin - was beginning to peek out from between her lips, which were covered with a thin sheen of moisture.

"Much better," said Judy. "Laura will be up from her nap in soon.” She paused, staring at her watch. “One of you needs to make yourself cum. I don't care which, but only one. The other will have to...wait.” Tense silence ensued while Mark and Gail each appraised the other’s nakedness.

“Oh, silly me. I think my watch is slow...”

"Which..." Mark began.

"Don't ask me," said Judy, cutting him off. "It's up to you. Negotiate, beg, demand, I don't care."

“In front of you two?” Gail asked. “I...no, I don’t think I could even begin to...pleasure myself with an audience like this, and certainly not that... that quickly. Mark, you’re young...can you just, you know...so we can get this over with? I don’t want to get caught and labeled as some kind of ‘pervert mom’ or something.”

Mark tried to hide his disappointment at losing a chance to watch Gail jill herself off. “Are you sure?” he asked. “I mean, I already had one today. You look like you might need to...”

Gail’s eyes turned away, embarrassed that he’d noticed her unexpected arousal. “Yes, quite sure. Please just get to it, okay?” The absurdity of the situation was catching up with Gail, making her anxious to collect herself and hide under the nearest rock.

“Alright then. I just wanted to make sure.” Mark got up from the bed and kneeled in front of Gail, close enough to smell the combination of his scented shaving cream and her musky sex. Time was running short, and he immediately began stroking himself, falling into a familiar rhythm. His eyes traveled up and down her body, taking in all of the intimate details he would probably never get to see again.

“Actually, that’s not entirely true. I really wanted to watch you finger yourself,” he panted. That level of boldness was uncharacteristic of him, but something about shamelessly masturbating in front of an audience made it easier. “Can I...at least see your breasts?”

Gail looked to Judy for permission. “I think that sounds like a fair idea,” said Judy.

Mark groaned as Gail gently released a pair of plump, heavy breasts capped with dark elliptical areolae and thick nipples. “God those are beautiful,” Mark moaned, picking up the pace.

“T-thanks,” said Gail. “I always thought they were too big.” Her eyes stayed focused on Mark’s pumping fist and the purple head of his cock.

“Not at all.”

Judy moved behind her and lifted a breast in each hand, rolling Gail’s nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. “Judy...oh, I...” Gail rubbed her hands up and down her thighs.

“You really want to touch your pussy...maybe rub your clit a little, don’t you?” Judy teased.

A small whimper escaped Gail’s lips. “Mmm-hmmm...”

“Too bad, should have thought of that before you let Mark go before you.”

Judy leaned closer to whisper in Gail’s ear. “I’ll let you get yourself off...but...you have to use my hand to do it.”

“What?!” Gail hissed.

“You heard me. You want to cum, you do it on my terms.”

Mark’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head, and he slowed down, not wanting to finish too soon. Gail reluctantly grasped Judy’s hand and pulled it toward her pussy then slid Judy’s fingers between her slick labia.

“That’s it,” Judy whispered, “now fuck yourself with my fingers.”

Hesitantly at first, Gail began to thrust two of Judy’s fingers into her pussy. Mark could hardly believe he was seeing his mother’s friends...two women he’d known from various brunches and other functions he’d been dragged to over the years...being so carnally involved. Gail’s pussy made tiny squelching sounds, and as she continued to pick up the pace, her breathing became increasingly ragged. Each thrust pushed the heel of Judy’s hand against Gail’s stiff clitoris.

“This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” Mark said quietly. He was holding out as long as possible, wanting to wait and see Gail get herself off first.

“I think I may cum...soon,” Gail said. “Mark, are you...oh god...are you ready?” Both Mark and Gail were practically twitching, holding themselves on the verge of orgasm.

“I was waiting for you,” Mark squeaked out. A faint buzzing alarm and squeaking bed reached them from down the hall. “Shit!”

“You two better hurry,” said Judy. “Wouldn’t want to get caught with your pants down...”

It was a short, but intense chain reaction. The sudden urgency of the situation pushed Mark over the edge. He stared directly into Gail’s eyes and grunted quietly, shooting ropes of cum across the floor and onto her leg. Then, the sensation of Mark’s cum splashing onto her leg was too much stimulation for Gail and she stifled a cry with her free hand while furiously grinding her mound against Judy’s hand. Excess juices drooled from her lips and mixed with a glob of Mark’s cum on the floor.

With both of her “victims” completely spent, Judy quickly exited the room, swiping her fingers across Mark’s mouth as she passed. Mark dove for his bed and scrambled under the covers while Gail quickly ducked out and into the bathroom, just as Laura’s door opened down the hall.

Mark flopped an open magazine across his groin to hide the blanket-tent covering his still twitching cock. Then his mom popped into his room. “I’m going to get dinner started, should be about 30 minutes,” she said.

“OK, I was just taking a short nap too. I’ll be down in a few.”

“Oh, it sounded like you were bouncing around or something.”

Mark shrugged. “Nope. Maybe noise from downstairs?”

“Maybe.” Laura turned to leave, narrowly missing the small puddle of mixed fluids on the carpet with one bare foot.

As soon as she left, Mark settled back into his bed and exhaled a long, shaky breath. “Holy crap...” he whispered to himself.
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Comments(4)

cycle43
Posted 24 Jun 2013 06:18
Damn good. You gonna get his mom invalved. Cant wait till the next story
toronto94
Posted 15 Jun 2013 19:18
amazing we need more
Gaudi333
Posted 09 Jun 2013 17:12
Love the series, I hope mark grows a pair and turns the table on Judy. Looking forward to what happens next either way.
oleharleydude
Posted 31 May 2013 13:26
very good read. thank you.
 

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