Neither I nor my friend Sam had any classes Friday afternoon, so we headed down to the park to throw some disk.

We were playing an energetic jumping and running game, while flirting with any girls who happened to pass by and generally having fun, when I spotted Sue's mom watching us.

Sue's mother is Chinese-American, but not one of those petite kowtow types. A lean, solid woman of about 5 ft. 8 inches, with slim muscular hips, and ample breasts. She has thick black hair down to her waist, and an irresistible, ready smile. And she is one helluva great fuck.

Much to my embarrassment, I had never actually caught her name.

"Hi, Daniel. How are you?" She said, walking up to me. There was another woman with her, fortyish, attractive. Perfectly groomed shoulder length Black hair, and blue eyes. Office clothes and shoes that looked out of place here in the park, briefcase.

"Who's your cute friend? This is Erica, would you like something to drink? We were just going to go over there and get couple of cokes. You guys sure look hot. Ha ha, hot and sweaty, I mean!"

Sue's mom had a kind of hyper babble. She was so personable though, you had to forgive her for it.

"Sure. Great." I replied, and ran to catch the Frisbee.

"Who are the babes?" Asked Sam a few minutes later, as we walked over to the ladies, who had spread out a blanket on the grass.

"The one in the business suit is Erica, and I'm not sure of the other one's name," I answered.

We had barely sat down when the hyper babble started up again.

"Hi, Sam. I'm Lucy. This is Erica. Erica has afternoon off. She's a fund manager for Ernst & Young. Aren't these guys cute Erica?"

I was really quite relieved to know Lucy's name. It's truly embarrassing meeting an ex-lover and not knowing her name.

She babbled on, and Erica also managed to get out a word or two.

Erica had nice legs, I noticed, and something about those perfectly manicured fingernails and her self- assured demeanor made her well worth flirting with.

Still, when Lucy invited us to have dinner with them over at her place, I don't think I would've accepted myself. The evening was young, and there were plenty of sweet young college girls cruising around. And I'd been burned by Lucy before.

"What about Sue?" I asked.

"Oh she's off somewhere with her father for the weekend, I don't understand why just when the weather gets nice at home people start going other places, personally, I like to travel in winter when it's cold here, and go somewhere warm. So, what about it boys? A double date at my place tonight?"

I was just working on a polite way to decline, when Sam answered first; "Great! We'd love to. What time?"

"Eight." Said Lucy.

"I don't know if I can make it, Lucy." Interrupted Erica, "I might have to work tonight."

"Don't be silly, Erica." Said Lucy, "I've just got us a date with two cute college boys. Don't try to wiggle out of it, it's what you need and you know it."

"Well, sorry Daniel. But that oriental babe was turning me on big-time, and I thought you had the hots for that executive type. Pretty kinky, Daniel. She looks old enough to be your mother."

"Well Sam, she may not look it, but Lucy's about the same age. I had a one nighter with her daughter. That's how I know her."

I didn't tell him that I had also screwed Lucy in the morning.

"No shit." Sam said, in his characteristically articulate way.


Sam never turned up at the dinner. I was there alone with these two man hungry women. I had mixed feelings about it; I tended to go for girls my own age. I hadn't realized that Lucy was Sue's mother when she'd dragged me into her bedroom. I thought she was a sister or something; she really looks much younger than she is. She had known I came in with Sue, and I felt that it was a nasty thing of her to seduce me.

But I found Erica to be very sexy, and I loved the way she flirted with me, it was very flattering. She was like, some high-powered executive type, and good- looking. I have a certain fascination for women like that. I thought it might be cool to be her 19 year old toy boy for a night or two of fun.

Lucy is a real whiz in the kitchen, she had two pots and a wok going at once.

Erica was wearing an expensive looking long green dress that didn't managed to hide her charms, even though it came down to her toes. She wore open high-heeled shoes, and her hair was pulled back, exposing her neck and her ears. She had on a light amount of makeup, she really didn't need much. Despite the slight creases around her eyes and the corners of her mouth, she had wonderful clear pale skin that contrasted wonderfully with her dark hair.

Lucy was also dressed as though she had been expecting to go out on the town or something; heels and net stockings, thigh length leather skirt, and a low-cut blouse. She wore a lot of bracelets that jingled as she busied herself in the kitchen. While Erica looked dressed for the opera, Lucy looked ready to go out clubbing.

I felt embarrassingly underdressed; I was just wearing my usual jeans and T-shirt, and I had training shoes on my feet. Still, I figured I'm the kid here tonight, so what the hell.

Erica took the initiative socially, asking me about my schoolwork and so on. She knew a lot about several of the subjects I was taking, and was interested in the latest developments, so we had plenty to talk about. She was smart, I liked her.

"So what happened to your cute friend?" said Lucy, "We're going to have to go ahead and eat without him, I don't want to reheat the stir-fry, everything will go soggy, the whole thing about a good stir-fry is that everything is fresh and crunchy."

We ate, and if the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, I would have asked Lucy to marry me right there and then.

Lucy is a very American woman. She doesn't speak Chinese, and she's never been to China. She's second generation. She carries her voluptuous body proudly and confidently. But she cooks Chinese, and loves to dress up in bits of Oriental finery.

"So what are we going to do now?" Asked Lucy, as we finished the meal. "It's one boy and two girls."

I'd been thinking the same thing. It was a bit awkward. I supposed I would have to choose one of them, and snub the other. I really didn't want to do that: I had too much respect [and considerable desire] for Erica, but I had the history with Lucy.

"Do you think you can handle it, Daniel?" Lucy continued.

It slowly dawned on me what she had in mind; that I should satisfy both of these vivacious females. It was a very exciting, but somewhat daunting prospect.

"Perhaps I'd better go home, Lucy. Two's company and threes a crowd, right?" Said Erica.

"No way, Erica." Said Lucy, "I promised you a sweet boy for this evening, now I wouldn't hog him all to myself and send you home alone. What kind of a hostess would I be?"

"Lucy! You're so outrageous."

We sat on the couch, with me in the middle. I put an arm around each of them, and alternately kissed one then the other. Four hands traced across my head and body, four lovely, experienced little feminine hands.

While my shirt was removed by Erica, Lucy kneeled on the floor and unlaced my shoes. I was stark naked in seconds, my rock hard dick being passed from hand to hand, my whole body being caressed by my two older lovers.

They teased me for a time, not letting me undress them.

"Not so fast, you naughty boy." Said Erica, slapping my hand from her belt buckle. It was wonderful.

I kissed their lips and necks, and explored their mouths with my tongue. They kissed my nipples, and toyed with my young cock and balls.


Lucy stood after a while, and pulled me gently into a standing position by my cock. It was wonderfully erotically stimulating and humiliating. In her high heels, she was at least my height, and she was still fully dressed. I can't quite put my finger on why the two of them being dressed should be more erotic than if they were naked; despite being middle-aged, neither of them had a body to be ashamed of.

That wasn't it, it was that by being dressed in contrast to my nakedness, I was fully exposed while the two of them had not yet reciprocated; I was vulnerable, I had exposed myself completely, while Lucy and Erica had held themselves back, revealing nothing. Well, that was the feeling.

Grinning ear to ear, Lucy led me in a little circle around the room, still pulling me by the tip of my rock hard penis, while Erica sat on the couch, obviously very excited to watch this strange little show.

I wouldn't have put up with such a scene if it weren't for Lucy's irresistibly contagious grin. How could I refuse her this little episode when it was clearly so stimulating to her?

"Oh Erica! Isn't he good? Didn't I tell you?"

"Yes you did, Lucy, and you were quite right." Erica answered.

"Daniel," Lucy told me kindly, "I want you to bend over this table." And she gently pushed me forward over the card table, so that I was lying with my chest on its surface, but still standing with my naked ass in the air.

I should probably say here that I've never been into any kind of dominance/submission trip before. The closest I had come was last time I was here, and Lucy had told me exactly what she wanted from me. That was very mild compared to what was going on now, but I had enjoyed it very much, and I was thinking that if I'm going to screw a pair of middle-aged ladies, I should go for the whole experience.

It would've been easy for me to take charge; to just flex my muscles, exert my masculinity, and tell them both to get naked and get in the bedroom. I'm sure they would have done it, and it would've been fun like that as well.

But Lucy's hands over my ass felt wonderful, and were soon joined by Erica's hands. I let myself relax, yielding to the sensation. I spread my legs, so they could take turns reaching under and between to stroke my cock and balls. It was fun not knowing who was doing what, when.

Fingers traced lightly across my back, down my spine. Hands gripped my penis, explored my thighs and calves.

I surrendered myself to them, allowed them to use me, trusting the two of them. It was very special, so wonderfully weird and different.

I felt a fingernail scratch across my anus; it had to be Lucy. When the finger started pushing its way inside, I was sure it was. Erica was far too straight to do something so outrageous.

It was almost too much for me; I nearly objected. But then I thought;

No, let it be. Let's all explore this thing a little bit longer.

"Check this out, Erica." Lucy said, "Do you want to try?"

"You're so wicked, Lucy!" Replied Erica. "What are we doing to this poor boy?"

"He doesn't feel very poor to me." Replied Lucy, as her free hand squeezed my dick. "Go on, stick your finger in. It's funky."

I said nothing, waiting to see how far Erica would follow Lucy's lead. The finger popped out of my ass, and was replaced by another. It pushed in and out slowly, in a fucking motion, while someone's hand was on my balls, and someone's was stroking my cock.

"This is a blast, Lucy. But I think we'd better get this hunk into bed."

Lucy tugged me around by my prick, so I had to stand upright, and led me towards her bedroom tossing her head once or twice along the way to smile back at me. Erica stepped up behind me and, giggling, fondled my naked ass as I walked.

I lay down on my back on Lucy's bed, and Erica lay down next to me, still in her gown. She laid her head in the crook of my left arm, and we kissed while she played with my hard on and Lucy got undressed.

If you read my earlier story, you'll know something about Lucy.

You've only got to look at her hard, and she starts to have an orgasm.

She climbed on top of me, easing herself down, smiling at me broadly, filling herself with my penis while Erica held it for her. She started rocking back and forth, and hopping up and down on it. True to form, she was having a great time. Her long black hair had become disheveled, and she shook her head from side to side, throwing it against Erica and myself.

In contrast to Lucy's frantic humping, Erica and I just kept kissing each other almost serenely. There was something genuine and honest about Erica that really appealed to me.

Lucy is much better looking; despite her years, her body is toned and firm. Her hair is long, black and thick, her breasts are still full. And Lordy, when it comes to sex, she's a champion.

But Erica has an inner beauty of her own, and as I stroked her hair and kissed her, I found that it was Erica that I wanted to fuck, Erica that I wanted to please. Perhaps it was because I was sure that Lucy was very oversexed. I mean, it's great when a woman has an orgasm against your cock, but I had a feeling that I could have been anybody, and she'd have been just as happy.

I had hit it off with Erica, I really liked her, and I believe she liked me back. Despite the fact that I could be her son.

"There's something I have to do." I said to Erica, quietly.

"That's all right, Daniel. You go right ahead, I'll be waiting."

Erica replied, with a smile.

I grabbed Lucy by the shoulders and pulled her down against my chest, and squeezing her womanly breasts against me, I rolled her over so that I was on top. I gave her good fucking, and she came once or twice, it was hard to tell. I shot my load into her at last. That made the score Danielle 1; Lucy, well, somewhere between 10 and 20.

I gave Lucy a nice kiss, and turned around to look for Erica. She was naked at last, except for a lacy bra, that supported her small breasts well. She slipped in next to us, and I wondered if it was uncouth to pull my still hard dick out of Lucy, and put it straight into Erica. I'm sure somewhere there's a book of etiquette that can answer this question, but I've never found it.

I didn't want to spoil the mood, so I just went for it.

It was incredibly kinky; Erica spread her thin white legs wide, and I pushed my young hard dick into her center.

A gasp escaped her, and she threw her head back, and held my shoulders in her delicate, well manicured hands.

I felt Lucy's hands roaming over my ass and pulling on my balls every now and then as I gave Erica what we were here for.

She was a bit uptight about it, I could tell. I kissed her and fucked her and stroked her face with my fingertips. I told her she was lovely, which was true, and that it was my pleasure and privilege to service her.

When she finally came I felt a huge release of tension from her, as the high-powered executive finally slipped away, leaving only the sensuous woman behind.

I knew Lucy wanted me back, but I kept the pace up with Erica, until another orgasm washed over her. Even then, I would have liked to go for three. I feel that three is a kind of magic number; after three orgasms, I feel my job is well done.

But Lucy, insatiable Lucy, physically pulled me off of Erica and rolled me over. All three of us broke into laughter as Lucy climbed aboard once more.

I fucked Lucy for about 10 or 15 minutes, and we changed positions many times. She got on her hands and knees, and I was fucking her from behind, stopping every now and then to kiss Erica while she stroked my balls. I've never been with any woman who seemed to enjoy sex as much as Lucy. I screwed Lucy's daughter, Sue, and lots of young ladies my own age. Lots of them were more beautiful than Lucy, and many of them I liked better out of the bedroom. But in bed, Lucy must rule. Lucy did rule.

"Lie on your side, Daniel." She instructed me, "Lift one leg. That's it. Suck his dick, Erica. I'm going to suck his balls. You'd better be ready Erica, because I think Daniel is going to come pretty hard."

I felt Lucy's finger work its way into my ass again, as my balls got sucked into her warm mouth. She finger fucked me while Erica worked her own oral magic.

It felt like everything below my belly button was submerged in feminine attentions. My whole body felt like warm soup. I couldn't take anymore, this was the end; no man could withstand this. I felt the contractions starting in my balls, and I came harder than I ever had in my entire life.

I didn't think I could have so much in me, since I had ejaculated not long before. Spasms ran through me, running from my belly down to my knees, shooting fluid from the tip of my dick and into Erica's waiting mouth. Even when there was no more fluid to pump, the spasms continued, vainly trying to pump something that was no longer there.

When at last it subsided, and rational thought started to become a possibility once more, my two lovers released their grip on my erogenous zones, and we relaxed for a time; a head on each of my shoulders, a sensuous, curvaceous female body under each of my hands.

Several times during the evening I'd had doubts; I had wondered why I was here with these older women. But after that single incredible orgasm, I no longer could see them as anything but wonderful.

Then the bedroom door opened.

A horrible sense of deja vu washed over me as I saw young Susan standing there.

My onetime lover had her mouth hanging open, in that brainless way of hers, as her eyes took in the scene.

I was about to tell her to shut the door and go away, I wasn't her date tonight. Her mother had invited me, and that was exactly whose hand was lovingly, and with some hope, stroking my prick. But then I saw a man behind Susan. A large, older man, perhaps 50.

"Oh my God, Lucy! Right here in our own bed? Jesus Christ!" He exclaimed, and turned around and stomped into the kitchen.

"Who was that?" I asked, like an idiot, as I felt my dick shrinking, and Lucy rolled over and away.

"My husband. Who do you think?" Replied Lucy, obviously annoyed. "I thought they wouldn't be back until tomorrow. Shit, what a pain."

"I thought. You were separated." I said.

"What made you think that?" Lucy replied.


Erica and I got dressed and got out of there is quickly as we could. I've never been so embarrassed in my life, except the last time I was in that house, and had left with an equal humiliation.

"Can we get together? How about your place?" I asked Erica.

"No, I don't think so." She replied, "It would be too embarrassing to introduce you to my kids. Two of them are older than you."

She gave me her cell phone number though.

I don't know if I'll ever have a sexual experience as intense as my dinner at Lucy's place. But I am looking forward to a rendezvous or two with Erica. We're meeting for dinner this Saturday; maybe we'll go to a hotel afterwards, I'm thinking, or perhaps I should bring her back here and see if Sam would like to join in with us. If that would be as special for Erica as she and Lucy were for me, then it would be worth doing!


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