"So it’s the end of sex with old fat women?" Beth sighed.
"No, I don’t think so," Lon replied. "Actually, she wants to meet you — and learn a few things…"
Beth laughed. "Deep throat classes are on, then?"
"Uh huh."
"How do you want to do it?"
"I dunno, actually. What do you think? We’d like to do it soon — tomorrow, if possible."
"Tomorrow?"
"We haven’t done the big one, you know? She’s a virgin. I kind of promised her she could meet you, first — but we’re, uh, in a hurry…"
Beth cackled. "Well, I would be, too, I guess! Maybe two, tomorrow? If she’s going to be the one draining your balls, should I try to get someone else in, too, or would that scare her off?"
"I’ll ask."
"While you’re asking, have you asked Mistress? You don’t want to get me into trouble…"
"Oh, right." Lon covered the phone’s mouthpiece. "Mama!" Nothing. "Mama!" He wandered through the house.
Candace was in the den watching TV. "Yes?"
"I need to introduce Beth to Sally — and I need for her to teach Sally deep-throat. Okay?" Lon asked.
"Yeah," Candace grunted. "Gimme the phone. Beth? Give Lonnie and his girlfriend whatever they want. Oh, and suck her twat, if she’s up for it. Offer to, anyway — understand?"
"Yes, Mistress." Beth managed to keep the roll of her eyes that accompanied this out of her voice.
"Good. Have a good time, Hon."
"Thank you, Mistress. Oh, Mistress? There has been some talk of having someone else over for me to demonstrate on…"
Candace grimaced. "You’re going to need another boy?" she asked Lon.
Lon shrugged. "I’m going to be breaking Sally in — it’ll be her first time. I should be, um, up for it…"
Candace sighed and went back to the phone. "Whoever you get has to do your ass. Understand, Hon? You can swallow him — that’s what you’re demonstrating — and you can have some dick in your pussy. But FIRST, he dumps in your ass!"
"Yes, Mistress." Beth smiled gently into the phone. That really wasn’t the awful thing Candace seemed to think it was…
Candace handed the phone back to Lon. "You be sure you enforce things," she admonished. "If I find out you let Beth off the hook…"
"Yes, Mama." Lon rolled his eyes. "You realize I might not want to show Sally the deep end right away…"
"Take her in another room, then — but see that it’s done right!" Candace admonished. "Who are you planning on getting?"
Lon shrugged. "Rick’s … probably tied up. That more or less leaves the Carter brothers."
Candace pursed her lips. "Yeah…" Why did she have this urge to tell him NOT to use Damian? On the other hand, if Damian got more of Beth … No, he was too smart for that … Ultimately, she said nothing.
Lon read her like a book, though; he turned back to the phone and left the room so his grin wouldn’t show. "Who would you like to see?" he asked Beth.
"Is Mistress there?" Beth asked.
"No, I left her in the other room."
"Good. You know how she gets," Beth blew a sigh. "Terence? I’m guessing Rick is going to be busy…"
"Me, too. I’ll call the Carters," Lon promised.
That call over, it was time to make the other… "Hullo?" Fred Carter grunted.
"Mr. Carter? This is Lon Carpenter. Is Terence there?"
"Yeah, probably. Gimme a sec." Fred trudged upstairs. Terence was making his bed, or something — he jumped a foot when Fred rasped, "Who the fuck is Lon Carpenter?"
"Dude at school." Terence collected himself.
"Phone." Fred handed it to his son and walked out.
"Hey, Man, you busy tomorrow?" Lon asked.
"No."
"Could you come by and see Beth? She’s gonna be giving my new girlfriend deep-throat lessons…"
"This a joke?" Terence asked suspiciously.
"No…" Lon’s response was obviously confused. "I’m just … saving the first load for Sally, you know? Not fair to Beth to suck cock and not get anything…"
"Oh. Okay," Terence grunted, mollified. "What time?"
"Two?"
"Cool. What if Little Bro wants to go along?"
Lon shrugged. "The more, the merrier, I guess. You know Beth likes as much as she can get … Um, Sally won’t be … playing with anyone else, tomorrow…"
"Yeah, cool. I got it," Terence grunted. He wouldn’t be interested in letting somebody else stick a dick in HIS girlfriend, either, if he had one…
"Oh, one other thing — from Mama," Lon added. "She says Beth has to take it up the ass before she can get it the regular way. That a problem?"
Terence rolled his eyes. "Guess not. Bet I could get Little Bro to make her say forget it if I wanna…"
"I bet you could, too!" Lon chuckled.
"See ya there."
"See ya."
"Who the fuck was that?" Damian asked, entering the room.
"Lon."
"What did he want? A blow job?"
Terence glared. "Wanted to know if I could go over and fuck Beth tomorrow after she teaches his new girlfriend deep-throat."
"Why don’t he cut out the middleman? You can…"
Terence whirled and put his right fist into his little brother’s stomach — to the wrist! "You shut the fuck up! NOW!"
Damian was done talking — or doing much else, either! He spent the next three minutes just trying to breathe! When he could get air again, he apologized, croaking, "Sorry, Big Bro — I was outta line…"
"You sure was!" Terence growled. It’ll be a cold day in Hell before I suck YOUR dick again! he vowed to himself.
"I’m just kinda freaked about this shit getting out…" Damian wheezed.
"It’s my ass — not yours!" Terence retorted. "If you wanna fuck Beth, you can go, too," he continued, anger having passed.
"Okay. I’ll think about it. Got quite a bit of Candace today." Damian’s chest still hurt; sometimes he forgot that just because Big Bro was slow between the ears sometimes didn’t mean he was anybody to be fucked with…
"Well, I got a nice piece of Jean, but tomorrow is another day…" Terence grinned.
"Yeah, it is that." Damian grinned back. Having pussy was nice…
Chapter 40
Posted: March 22, 2009 - 04:01:43 pm
Tuesday morning was a breakfast morning; Candace, in particular, wanted updates and called Beth at work to ensure that she was present. Beth invited Louise, so all four women were present at the coffee house. "How did Rick and his new girlfriend make out?" Candace kicked it off.
"Fine," Jean reported. "She’s a little pixie with broken wings … I warned Rick that he could hurt her terribly, but I guess I needn’t have worried for the short term — the next time I looked, they were having sex…"
"Does she know about the group?" Candace prompted.
"I don’t know," Jean mused. "I didn’t tell her, and I wasn’t there to see whether Rick did…"
"I suppose we’ll have to ask him," Beth sighed.
"Sally knows," Candace announced. "Just about everything, I think. It was heavy weather for a while…"
"I can attest to THAT!" Beth agreed. "Lon had her call me…"
"My suggestion!" Candace interjected.
"What does she look like, really? She was obviously scared to death that Lon was playing a cruel joke on her…" Beth asked.
"She’s … big. Tall, heavily built," Candace responded. "Husky. Looks good in a bikini, though. Nicely upholstered without serious rolls…"
"So why is she so worried?" Beth asked.