“Oh, long story. The short version is that we ran into each other yesterday at the mall and got to chatting. I asked her some advice, she told me she'd be coming home early tonight, and invited me to join her for dinner."

I blinked in surprise and looked at Mother. "You didn't tell ME you were coming home early, or invite me for dinner.”

Mother frowned. "Would you have rather had dinner with me instead of with Belle?"

I waggled my head. "Well no, but..." My voice trailed off as Mother's smug grin wiped out the rest of my answer.

“Anyways, your timing's perfect. We were just wrapping up," Sam said enthusiastically, and I loved the way she purred the word ‘perfect’ in that amazing Aussie drawl. Still with half of her body molded around mine, the busty blonde looked back over her shoulder and asked, “You don't mind me taking your strapping young man upstairs, do you,

Beverly?"

Mother smirked and waved us on dismissively, commenting, "Ah, to be young again."

Sam immediately started tugging me toward the stairs, suddenly in a great hurry to get to my bedroom and rip my clothes off.

But I had only one thought on my mind.

“Since when did you start calling my mother ‘"Beverly'?!?"

Something tickled my balls, and with a start, I jerked awake.

“Mmph!" somebody grunted, and as I sat up, I realized I'd just shoved my dick an inch into a girl's throat. She took it like a trouper, gagging only slightly and keeping her head down, breathing heavily through her nose until I pulled back. And then she resumed rhythmically pumping my shaft in her hand and sucking on the mushroom head as if I'd never interrupted her.

My eyes fluttered for a brief second, giving me just enough time to see the platinum-blonde head bobbing up and down in my Lap, radiant in the morning light. Sam looked up at me, her amber eyes piercing in their gaze as she recognized I'd awakened. And she stopped to smile around a mouthful of meat while continuing to pump my shaft with her right hand.

I smiled back, and Sam once again focused on the task at hand. She briefly paused to gather herself before pushing her head all the way down and not stopping until she had her lips around the very base of my cock. She held that position there and looked back up at me to make sure I was watching. I certainly was, and for a moment I remembered telling Alice that my favorite part about Sam's blowjobs was the way she always stared at me as if asking for my approval. Sam stayed there, watching me smile at her, practically choking herself and not Letting up until the Last moment before she finally popped all the way up and took a deep breath.

I gave her a look of concern, my face expressing my worry that she was pushing herself too far for the sake of somehow buying my favoritism.

Sam recognized the look and didn't repeat the deep-throat. Instead, she slid her hands up inside my pajama shirt, her fingernails scratching my chest until she could squeeze my pectoral muscles. At the same time, she crawled up my body and pressed her Lips into mine, kissing me feverishly and moaning into my mouth.

We made out for a minute, in no rush to move things along, or so I initially thought. Just when I started to increase the passion of my kissing, she abruptly pulled away so she could rip my shirt over my head. I thought we would go back to making out after that, but she instead sat up on my midsection, reached down for the hem of her nightgown, and whipped it over her head. Her bare, beautiful 36DD melons popped proudly into the morning air, pink nipples crinkled from both arousal and the cold. I gawked like a virgin, blinded by those beauties, and with a grin she grabbed both of my hands and planted my palms atop her supple breasts, inviting me to squeeze and fondle away.

She'd already gone without panties all night. We'd fucked twice before falling asleep, first doing doggy-style immediately after she'd dragged me upstairs. Afterwards, she expressed her intentions by way of showing me the overnight bag she'd already stashed in my bedroom, pulled me into the bathroom, and started off my first-ever round of shower sex.

Much like hot tub sex, the concept is more fun than the actual act itself. Don't get me wrong, I LOVED banging my pelvis into Sam's beautiful butt while her big bosoms repeatedly bashed into the cold tile wall. But we first tried it standing up and couldn't quite get my big dick inserted with the water washing away all her natural lubrication. Rear entry into her pussy proved a little easier while she reached back to spread her bodacious buttcheeks out of the way. But the entire act itself, while sexy, was pretty uncomfortable for both of us.

Still, Sam got to say she got my “shower” cherry, which appeared to be her goal all along, and we returned to my bed to finish each other off.

That time, we fucked face-to-face in a missionary position until she asked me to pull out, hold her head, and fuck her face until I blasted my load straight down her throat. She even managed to deep-throat me while I was doing it.

All that was last night. This morning, we completed the trifecta of positions as she scooted her butt back and mounted me cowgirl-style.

Sam humped herself up and down in a steady rhythm while I cupped and squeezed her big boobs. Amber fire was in her irises as she stared down at me with an intense look of... love? Well, a ton of lust, but... well... Maybe my own eyes were playing tricks on me, but I thought I saw a lot of love there too.

Reaching around to Sam's upper back, I pulled her down to me so we could kiss madly. At the same time, I raised my knees and planted my feet flat so I could start bucking my body upwards to really drive my dick deep up into her cunt. Sam moaned, broke the kiss, and scooted a little higher, which worked out great for me since it put those massive hooters right in my face. She kissed my forehead while I mashed her melons against my cheeks and fucked her even harder. That only spurred

HER to fuck me even harder, giving me such incredible pleasure until I simply couldn't take it anymore and rolled us over so that I could be on top.