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"Oh fuck yes!" I hear my mother yell, as I open the front door to Uncle Harry's house. He's been dead for over six months, but I still think of this as Uncle Harry's house. I quietly follow the sound towards Uncle Harry's bedroom, which mom and I have been sleeping in since we got here.

"Ohmygod!" Mom screams, as I move closer to the open bedroom door and peek inside. Fuck! The t****ze bar is back up over the bed, with some sort of sling type harness hanging from it, supporting my mother! The sling is about a foot wide and wraps under mom's stomach, much the way that k**s sometimes lay across a swing in the schoolyard. Her hands are flat on the bed, her tits dangling loose in front of the sling, while Maggie fucks her from behind with a strap-on dildo.

"God! I've never felt anything like this!" Mom moans, as Maggie rocks her back and forth, using her hands on mom's hips to push her away and pull her back. I wonder how a dildo can give mom this much pleasure? Feelings of inadequacy flood through me, as I watch Maggie fuck my mother.

They are both facing away from me and I can't see if Maggie is fucking her pussy or her ass. I move a little closer, glancing into the mirror on the side of the room. Holy shit! No wonder mom is going nuts! Maggie is fucking her with a double dildo, penetrating her pussy and her ass at the same time. It's like getting fucked by two cocks at once. My cock responds, despite its recent workouts with Christina, Danae and Janet. I move out of their line of sight and lean against the wall, watching.

"I... told you... that you'd... like it!" Maggie pants, thrusting her hips against mom's ass. She's breathing hard speeding up her rhythm. She's really getting off on this. Fuck! The dildo must have a penetration piece at her end, too! Goddamn! This is so fucking hot; I don't know where to look.

I watch Maggie, as her ass cheeks clench between the straps of the dildo harness, as her tits jiggle up and down with each thrust of her hips. Her nipples are fully erect and her head is tilted back, as she slams the dildos into my mom. I have never seen anything so erotic. My cock is trying to bust out of my zipper.

My eyes move over to my mom, swinging back and forth, her firm round ass lifted into the air by the harness, split open by the dildo sliding in and out of it. Her legs are spread; her knees are a couple of inches off the bed and her toes drag along the sheet, as she swings back and forth. Her head is down between her arms and her hair is hanging around her face. I watch her tits rock back and forth from the swinging action and her nipples are as hard as I've ever seen them.

"Oh! God! Maggie!" Mom yells. "I'm cumming! Fuck me harder, Maggie!" Mom screams, as Maggie pounds her mercilessly. "Fuck me haaaaaarrrrrrderrrrrr! Oh Fuck!" Mom starts convulsing against the swing; her whole body shaking as Maggie slams the double dildo into her pussy and ass.

I've slid down the wall, sitting with my back against it, rubbing my hard cock through my shorts. Maggie stops swinging mom and starts bouncing up and down on the bed.

"Ohmygod! What are you doing?" Mom asks, tremors rippling through her body, as she claws at the bed, struggling to disengage herself from the dildos and the harness.

"I'm cumming!" Maggie cries. "Hold on, a minute! I'm cumming!" Maggie is rubbing up and down against my mother's ass, obviously trying to get the dildo to make the right contact with her clit. She's moved her hands from my mom's hips and now has her arms wrapped around my mom's waist, under the harness, humping against her ass, like a dog in heat!

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! Yeeaaaaaahhh!" Maggie screams, collapsing against my mother's ass, her tits heaving against mom's back, as she tries to catch her breath. They hang there, the sling supporting them both, as Maggie starts kissing the back of my mother's neck.

"God, Elaine." Maggie breathes. "That was unbelievable!" She sighs; kissing her some more, before she leans back and slowly starts extracting the dildo from my mother's insides.

"I still don't believe it." Mom pants, moving her hair from her face and getting ready to get off the sling. I watch the flow of juice cascade from my mother's bald pussy, as Maggie removes the dildo. Maggie sees it too and quickly moves her hand under my mother's snatch, catching some of the juice in her cupped palm. She starts to bring her hand to her mouth, then reconsiders and moves around the bed, offering it to my mother instead. My mother, laps the juice from her hand, smiling at Maggie. That's when my mom sees me. Her eyebrows raise and her eyes sparkle, but she doesn't say anything.

Maggie unfastens the strap-on harness and lets out a long sigh as she pulls the dildo from her sopping, wet cunt. Her unruly pubic hair is matted down around her bright pink pussy lips. Tossing the harness onto the floor and helping mom out of the sling, they fall on the bed, side by side in a tight embrace. Maggie has her back to me and is cuddled up to my mom, with her leg looped over my mom's side. This gives me a clear view of her dripping pussy and I watch as mom's hand slides between her pussy lips, scooping out Maggie's fresh cream.

"You fucked Nick, didn't you?" Mom asks, as she licks Maggie's flavor from her fingers.

"Yes." Is all Maggie says, as she watches mom, lick her fingers.

"I thought so." Mom says, her hand going back for more of Maggie's sweet nectar. "How was he?" Mom asks, knowing that I'm sitting here listening to the conversation.

"He was amazing!" Maggie says, enthusiastically. "But you already know that, don't you, Elaine?" Maggie says quietly, while she runs her fingers over mom's tits, teasing her nipples.

"Yes." Mom answers, still sucking on her fingers. "How did you know?"

"I didn't know for sure." Maggie lies. "But the sleeping arrangements were fairly obvious." She says, before sucking one of mom's nipples into her mouth.

"Mmmm." Mom moans. "I guess they are, aren't they." She laughs. "Does it bother you, that I'm fucking my son?" Mom hesitantly asks Maggie.

"No." Maggie says, pulling her lips from mom's hard nipple. "I'm generally against i****t and I'm not sure why it doesn't bother me, but it just doesn't." She's silent for a second and then scoots closer to mom, pushing her tits against mom's tits, nipple to nipple. "It actually turns me on. I find it very erotic. Isn't that weird?" Maggie whispers.

"Perhaps you'd like to stay until he gets home?" Mom suggests. "I'm sure he'd love having the two of us together." Mom says, watching for Maggie's reaction.

"Not today, Elaine." Maggie says, caressing my mom's ass cheeks with her hand. "As much as I'd like to, Frank will be home soon and I have to get dinner ready." She pushes her lips against my mother's and they kiss passionately while grinding their bodies together on the bed. I sneak out of the bedroom and back out the front door. After waiting about ten minutes, I make a noisy entrance into the house.

"Anybody home?" I call out from the living room. Mom and Maggie come down the hall, both of them dressed, but still flush from their lovemaking. "What have you two been doing all day?" I ask.

"Oh we went shopping." Mom says, smiling at Maggie.

"And just hung out." Maggie says, laughing at what is suppose to be an inside joke. "What about you? How was your day?" Maggie asks.

"Great!" I say. "I had a good day." I answer, heading into the kitchen for a coke. Maggie follows me.

"Did you see your dad?" She whispers.

"Yes, I need to talk to you." I whisper back. "Did you know he has a transmitter?"

"No!" She whispers. "Call me tomorrow." She says, leaving the kitchen with a diet coke in her hand.

"Thanks for everything, Elaine." She says, kissing my mom on the cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow. Frank works late, maybe the three of us can get together." She says, smiling.

"I'd like that." Mom says, touching Maggie's hip and smiling. "See you then." Mom says, closing the door behind Maggie, and turning towards me with a big smile on her lips.

"Well, young man." She says, walking towards me. "So, you and Maggie, huh?"

"Yes ma'am." I answer, smiling back at her. "I couldn't help myself." I answer.

"So now you've fucked the mother and the daughter." She says, wrinkling her brow as another thought hits her. "Just like at home!" She exclaims. "You are one busy mother fucker." She says, laughing at her own joke, as she pulls me into a tight embrace.

"Come on." She says, pulling me down the hall. "You must be hurting, the way you were rubbing yourself in the bedroom earlier."

"Yes ma'am." I answer again, shedding my clothes before we get to the bedroom. Suddenly, I remember that I just fucked Christina in the ass. "I need a shower first, though, mom." I tell her.

"Really?" She says, raising her eyebrows at me, questioningly. I just smile, squeamishly.

"Okay, lets take a shower, then." She says, turning into the master bathroom. I adjust the water temperature, as mom takes off her clothes and then we both step into the shower. My cock is rock solid, pointing straight at her, as she squirts body wash onto her hands. Lathering my cock first, she gradually works her hands all around my balls and the base of my cock. One hand slips between my legs and starts playing with my asshole, while she continues lathering my cock and balls with the other hand.

I'm about ready to burst when she rinses off my cock and kneels in front of me. Sliding my hard cock between her moist lips, she cups my balls in her hand and rapidly jacks me in and out of her mouth.

"Oh fuck!" I cry, as mom slips a soapy finger into my asshole, while deepthroating my cock and rolling my balls between her fingers. The sensation is amazing and my cock spasms, filling my mother's warm mouth with several large loads of cum. She swallows every drop, pulls her finger from my ass and cleans my cock with her tongue, before standing up and pressing her wet body against me.

"That was amazing!" I tell her, cupping her ass cheeks and wondering if Uncle Harry enjoying being fucked in the ass is really so weird.

"Do I want to know where you were today, that you needed a shower when you got home?" She asks quietly, her mouth next to my ear.

"I don't think you really want to know, mom." I answer, honestly. "You know I'll tell you if you want me to." I say, squeezing her firm, round ass cheeks with my hands and pulling her more tightly against me. "But I think it's better if we don't talk about it, okay?" I ask.

"Okay." Mom says, holding me tightly and letting the water cascade over our naked bodies. We stay like, in a tight embrace, in the shower, rubbing our hands over each other's ass cheeks, until my cock starts recovering between us.

"That was fast." Mom says. "Take me to bed, Nick." Mom whispers, hugging me tightly. "I've been fucked all day." She says. "But I haven't been made love to, in a while." She smiles at me, as we step out of the shower. We barely dry off, before heading to the bedroom.

Lying on the bed, we just hold each other, our tongues dancing in and out of each other's mouth, as our bodies rock gently against each other. Our kissing gradually becomes more passionate and our hands begin to focus on more erogenous areas of each other's body. As mom strokes my cock, I suck on her nipples and glide my hands over her hairless mound. Mom rolls over, pulling me on top of her, as she settles onto her back. Spreading her legs, and lifting her knees, she welcomes my hard, throbbing cock into her wide-open pussy.

I rub the head against her wet pussy lips, and slide forward, as if in slow motion. As her pussy stretches to accommodate my swollen cock, I savor the velvety caress of her inner pussy walls. I purposely glide into her as slowly as possible, making this initial entry last an excruciatingly long time.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Mom moans, as I finally bottom out in her hot pussy. My balls are resting against her ass and my cock is completely engulfed by her steaming pussy, as I slip my tongue in her mouth and gently rock our bodies up and back. We fuck in slow motion, kissing and grinding, without any long strokes, or frantic pumping action.

"I love you, mom." I whisper, as I lift my mouth from hers and slowly drag my cock out of her slick pussy. Pulling back until just the tip of my cockhead is making contact with her pussy lips, I start the torturous slow motion entry again.

"I love you, too, Nick." Mom moans, squeezing her pussy muscles around my cock as it pierces her inner sanctum. "Ohmygod!" Mom cries, wrapping her legs around me and pushing her heels into my ass to speed up my descent.

We continue to fuck like that, barely increasing the pace, using pressure, more than speed, to communicate our urgency to each other. Our tongues stay entwined as my pelvic bone grinds against her clit and my cock rocks back and forth inside her fiery pussy. We grind and writhe against each other, harder and harder, sweating profusely, devouring each other in a demanding embrace, as our bodies tense with the building pressure.

"Ohhhhhhhhh! Fuuuuuuuuuucccck!" Mom yells, her arms and legs cinched around me in a death grip, as her pussy muscles contract around my throbbing cock. "I'm cumming, Nick!" She yells. "Oh fuck! I'm cumming!" Mom's body rocks spastically against me, jerking and shaking as her orgasm ransacks her body, seeking out all sources of energy and depleting them. She collapses back on the bed, her chest heaving, as she gasps for air.

With my hands on the bed, I push myself up off her chest, so she can suck in more air. She smiles blissfully at me as I start a slow rhythm in and out of her soaked pussy. Gradually increasing speed, with long, purposeful strokes, we are soon engaged in full, unrestrained fucking. Mom is bucking her ass off the bed, while I pump my hard cock in and out, pounding against her clit and slapping my balls against her ass.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Mom moans on every down stroke, as she arches her back and raises her ass of the bed to meet my cock in midair. I'm getting so fucking close. I pick up the pace and start pounding harder into her sloshy cunt. I feel my balls constrict, ready to relieve the built up tension. Just as I'm about to shoot my load, mom clamps her legs around my back and clenches her pussy muscles around my cock. I erupt immediately, shooting long spurts of cum deep inside mom's quivering pussy, as she trembles through another powerful orgasm.

"I love you so much, Nick." Mom says, holding me tightly and pushing her tongue back into my mouth.

We fall into an exhausted asleep and my dreams are filled with images of Danae, Maggie, Christina and mom. They all have strap-ons and want to fuck me in the ass.

I awaken to the doorbell ringing. I slip on some shorts and answer it.

"Hi." Maggie says, smiling. "I just saw your mom leave. Did I wake you?" She asks, stepping through the doorway and running her hand up the front of my shorts.

"Yeah." I say, rubbing sleep from my eyes. She's wearing another halter-top, her hard nipples prominent through the thin material. She slips the top off and presses her hard nipples against my bare chest, while pushing her tongue into my mouth. My cock responds immediately and I cup her ass cheeks through her shorts as I grind against her.

"What's this about another transmitter?" Maggie asks, as she pulls off my shorts, releasing my hard cock from its confinement. She pushes me down on the couch and slips her own shorts and panties off. I run my hand through her hairy bush, as she straddles me on the couch. With her knees against the outside of my thighs, she positions my cock against her moist pussy lips and sits down hard, impaling herself on me in one motion.

"Mmmmmm." I moan, as Maggie slowly rocks up and down, brushing her hard nipples against my chest. "Apparently, Harry gave dad a crude version of the transmitter in exchange for his financial backing." I say, thrusting my ass off the couch to match Maggie's rhythm. "It's a box he keeps in his office and he uses it to control his clients." As we fuck, I tell her the whole story about the supermodels, the parties, the cameras and even about fucking Christina.

By the time I finish my story, Maggie is bouncing up and down like crazy, her large tits slapping against her chest. I catch them with my hands and squeeze them, relishing the feeling of real meat against my palms.

"God! I feel like a fucking teenager!" Maggie cries out, clenching her pussy around my cock and wrapping her arms around my shoulders, hugging me to her. "I just can't stop having sex." She giggles, as I blow my load inside her palpitating pussy.

"Making up for lost time, I guess." She looks in my eyes as her pussy muscles milk my cock dry. "I fucked all day yesterday, last night with Frank, again this morning before he went to work and I couldn't wait to get over here to fuck again. And I cum hard every single time!" She kisses me forcefully; a silent thank you for using the transmitter to make her whole again.

"Now." Maggie says, leaning back, my cock still buried inside her hairy pussy. "What are we going to do about your dad and that narcissistic bitch?" She asks.

"First, we need to get him to forget about Uncle Harry's estate." I answer, casually playing with Maggie's large tits. The shape and feel remind me of Caroline and I think about Maggie's fantasy.

"Do you want revenge, also?" She asks, closing her eyes, as I tweak her thick nipples.

"I don't know." I answer, honestly. "I hate them, but he's still my dad. It's weird." I answer, as I get more aggressive with Maggie's nipples; pinching and twisting them.

"Mmmmmmm." Maggie lets out a low moan. "If anyone can understand loving someone who hurts you, it's me." She says, quietly. "Okay, well if that's all you want, that's easy. We'll just go see him and you can use the transmitter on him to make him leave your mom alone." As Maggie is talking, she's massaging my dick back to life with her pussy. Rolling her hips forward and back in slow, easy motions, she revives my spent cock and I start to feel it slide in and out of her saturated pussy.

Pushing her shoulders back, I suck one of her taut nipples into my mouth, biting and nibbling on it as I continue to twist and pull the other one with my fingers.

"Oh yeah!" She rocks harder against my semi-erect cock, as I switch my mouth to her other nipple. "You are amazing, young man." She says, arching her back and leaning her hands behind her on my knees, giving me greater access to her succulent breasts.

"I know." I answer. "I heard you tell my mom yesterday." I say, biting down on her nipple and pushing my hard cock deeper into her slippery hole.

"You saw us?" She says, whipping her head up and staring at me.

"Yes." I say, pushing her back and sucking her entire areola into my mouth. "It was the most erotic thing I think I've ever seen." I say, giving her tits a rest and humping my ass off the couch to match the increasing pace of her rhythm.

"You saw me fucking your mom with the double penetrater?" She says, incredulously. "She really liked it." She says, proudly.

"I... could... tell!" I say, bucking furiously into her smoldering pussy. Sliding my hands up under her arms, I grip her shoulders from behind and slam her down hard against my cock, on each down stroke.

"We went out to a sex shop and bought it yesterday." She says. "You should have seen your mom's eyes when she saw all the toys they had." She laughs, while grinding her clit against my pelvic bone.

"She... wants... a threesome... with... you!" Maggie pants, jouncing up and down on my cock, twisting and turning and riding me like I'm a bronco she's trying to break. "What... do... you... think?" She asks.

"Fuck yes!" I answer, still slamming her down around my cock and bucking my hips up to meet her.

"Ohhhhhhh! Fuuuuuuuucccck!" Maggie screams, clawing my shoulders as her pussy walls contract around my engorged cock. As she shakes and shivers in my arms, my cock erupts, spurting multiple loads of cum, deep inside her quivering pussy. Maggie rides out her orgasm and then lifts herself off my spent cock and collapses on the couch next to me.

"Fuck!" She says. "That should last me a couple of hours." She laughs, lying on her back on the couch. There isn't enough room for her to stretch out, so she spreads her legs, putting her right leg on the back of the couch behind my head and her left leg across my thighs. I stare at her splayed open pussy, dripping our juices down between her ass cheeks. Her curly, black hair is wet and matted, and her thick pussy lips are bright pink.

"Think I should shave it?" She asks, as she watches me stare at her pussy. "Your mom's is absolutely gorgeous."

"I like yours." I say, combing my fingers across her bush, untangling the matted hair. "I've never seen so much hair on a woman before." I answer, thinking about all the women I've been with since I got the transmitter. They all seem to be neatly trimmed, bald or with that fashion model racing stripe, except Nicole and her mom. Nicole may have this much hair when she's older, if she doesn't trim it.

"If you keep that up, we'll never get to your dad's office." Maggie says, lying back on the couch with her eyes closed.

"Okay." I say, lifting her leg off of mine and standing up. "I wonder where my mom went."

"I didn't mean you had to stop!" Maggie teases, reluctantly getting up from the couch. "Can we at least take a shower before we go." She asks, hugging my back, pressing her luscious tits against me. "I'm really sticky." She laughs.

"Sure." I say, you take the shower in there." I say, pointing to the master bedroom. "And I'll take the one in here." I say, heading down the hallway.

"Party pooper." She smiles, as she runs her hand up and down my ass cheek.

"Hey. Let's save something for mom, when she gets home." I call to her. No sooner am I in the shower, soaping up my legs, than the shower door opens and Maggie steps in next to me.

"I can't wash my back." She says, seductively, while squirting body wash onto her hands and lathering up my chest.

"You are turning into a sex addict." I say, as I start soaping and squeezing her pliable tits.

"I want to meet Christina." Maggie says, as she uses both hands to lather soap on my cock and balls. My cock responds immediately and I involuntarily start humping against her slick hands.

"Why?" I ask, thrusting my soapy cock between her hands, as her fingertips fondle my balls.

"I want to see what she's like." She says, as one of her hands moves between my legs and starts soaping my asshole. "I want to see this rowing machine of hers." She says, slipping one finger into my ass, just like mom did, while she vigorously strokes my cock with her other hand.

"Fuck!" I say, humping faster, enjoying the in and out finger action in my ass. Uncle Harry may not have been as kinky as everyone thinks. Or maybe I'm just as kinky, but this feels incredible.

"Besides." Maggie says, synchronizing her finger pumping in and out of my ass, with her hand stroking my cock, so it feels like one continuous motion. "Don't you want to get the video she took of you? You shouldn't leave it in their hands." She says.

"Fuck!" I yell again. I'm ready to burst. Maggie's finger in my ass feels like it extends all the way into my cock, making it swell and throb like never before. She smiles knowingly, as I clench my ass around her finger and spurt thick streams of cum all over her arm.

"Now will you wash my back?" Maggie asks calmly, pulling her finger from my ass and rinsing my cum from her arm.

"As... soon... as... I... can... breathe... again." I wheeze, gasping for air. Jesusfuckingchrist! I can't remember ever cumming so hard!

After we're washed and dressed, Maggie drives, as we head to my dad's house to meet Christina. On the way, we make small talk and I get to know more about Maggie beyond the obvious. She was a schoolteacher before she became a stay at home mom. Maybe that's why she enjoyed hearing about Miss Edwards. She has a Masters Degree in history and takes Tai Chi classes to stay in shape. Who knew?

"I really like your mom." Maggie says, as she exits the interstate, near my dad's house.

"I could tell." I smile, watching her shapely legs, as she moves from the gas pedal to the break.

"Not like that!" She says. "Well, yeah, like that, but that's not what I meant." She looks at me. "I mean she's a very good person and I think we should do something to that bimbo who displaced her." She says, angrily.

"Well, according to my dad, mom kicked him out and he just ended up with Christina." I say, not sure why I'm defending her. "You know she was just 18, my age now, when my dad started fucking her." As I say this, I realize the implications of this for Maggie and I. "I guess that's not much different than us, huh?" I point to my dad's house.

"Not really." She says, patting my thigh. "But I think I understand why it upsets you." She says, turning into my dad's driveway. "Wow! This is some place. I think your mom needs a piece of this." Maggie states emphatically and it suddenly hits me that we've been looking at this problem with dad all wrong. Mom doesn't have to give dad anything. She should get half of what dad makes, if they're still married.

We ring the doorbell and Christina answers wearing a white t-shirt, stretched tightly across her chest and hanging down just below her crotch.

"Hi, Nick." Christina says, standing in the doorway. "Your dad's not here."

"I know." I say. "I didn't come to see him."

"Really?" She smiles, opening the door. "I'm surprised! The way you took off yesterday, I never thought I'd see you again. You must have liked it, huh?" She asks, noticing Maggie for the first time. "Who's this? It's not your mom, is it?" She asks, obviously appalled at the idea.

"No." I answer. "This is Maggie." I say, introducing them.

"Come on in." She says, looking Maggie over suspiciously. "Wow! Who did your tits?" She asks, checking out Maggie's braless tits as they jiggle inside her halter-top.

"God." Maggie answers, turning to me. "Let's just do this." She says, disgustedly. I pull out the transmitter, put in the ear buds and dial in Christina's frequency, before she realizes what's going on.

"Christina." I say, pressing the button. "We'd like a tour of the house, beginning with the recording equipment room.

"Have her lose the t-shirt, Nick." Maggie laughs. "I want to see what makes a man leave his wife." She says bitterly.

"Christina, take off your t-shirt and show us to the control room." I tell her. She immediately pulls the t-shirt over her head and d****s it over the handrail as she starts walking up the spiral staircase. We follow her, watching her ass cheeks ripple into alternating round bubbles as she walks up the stairs. My cock stiffens as her pussy lips come into view with each step.

"Easy boy." Maggie cautions, her eyes on my bulging crotch. "None of that for you today." She laughs.

"I know, but you've got to admit she has a great ass." I answer, as we reach the top of the stairs and turn to the right.

"This is the control room." Christina says, in a dull monotone voice, as she opens a door. We step inside what was once a bedroom, but now looks like a NASA control center. There are computers and monitors on a counter top all along one wall and a big screen, plasma monitor on a sidewall. On the wall opposite the computers are shelves with hundreds of DVDs and in the center of the room is a large sofa with ottomans in front of it making it as big as a bed. It is obviously set up so that you can relax while you're watching whatever is on the plasma screen.

"Explain how this works." I tell Christina, as I adjust my hard cock. "Use your normal voice with normal intonations." I add, because I really can't stand that transmitter-induced monotone. Christina is facing us and I can't help but stare at her pussy and the thin strip of hair over it.

"What the fuck is that?" Maggie asks, pointing to Maggie's mound. "Why doesn't she just shave it? Is that supposed to be sexy?" She asks. "Do you find that sexy, Nick?" Maggie asks me.

"Not particularly, Maggie." I answer, anxious to get on with the explanation. "But that's what you see in all the men's magazines." I answer.

"Hmmm." She answers, obviously contemplating her own untrimmed, hairy mound.

"Each of these computers controls several cameras." Christina explains. "The video is recorded directly onto the hard drive of each computer. It is set up to record all the time. We can monitor it real time, or pull up a recorded segment of video. Each computer has a one terabyte hard drive and depending on how many cameras are attached to it, will record for about eight hours. Once the hard drive is full, it automatically begins recording over the earliest files. Sort of like the DVR on your TV."

"Where is the video of us in the exercise room yesterday?" I ask Christina.

"It's over here." She says, sitting down at a computer and typing a few keystrokes. The plasma monitor comes to life, displaying full size video of Christina and I fucking on the rowing machine.

"Holy shit!" Maggie exclaims, moving closer to the monitor for a better look. "Your tits hardly move at all." Maggie says, turning to Christina and hefting one breast with her hand. "Damn, that's heavy." She laughs. "Tell her to burn a DVD and then erase the original video." Maggie says, turning to me. "Also tell her, that as she shows us around the house, she will get progressively more aroused." I do as she says and Christina inserts a blank DVD into the computer's drive and clicks the mouse a few times. A tracking bar appears on the screen, telling us that it is 2% complete.

As the DVD is burning, Christina gives us a tour of the rest of the house. My cock is rock solid, as I follow this naked beauty from room to room. Her nipples are hardening and her pussy lips glistening from the moisture seeping from her pussy, as her arousal level gradually increases.

There are four bedroom suites upstairs, each complete with it's own oversized bathroom, mirrored walls and ceilings, huge California king-size bed, and a balcony overlooking the pool and Jacuzzi. Downstairs is a humongous living room with a full bar, overstuffed couches and loveseats, a state of the art kitchen and of course the exercise room. When the tour is over, Christina takes us back up to the control room, ejects the DVD and deletes the video file.

"This also includes the shower and the bedroom segments." She says, as she hands it to me, her breath coming in short gasps. I ignore Maggie's raised eyebrows.

"What now?" I ask Maggie.

"Tell her to forget we were ever here." Maggie says, contemplating her next suggestion. "Tell her that we are invisible and she can't see or hear us. Then tell her she is incredibly horny and needs to get relief by herself. Tell her to do whatever she would normally do, but not to orgasm until you tell her she can." Maggie says, glancing at the obvious tent in the front of my pants. I give Christina the commands and she immediately heads downstairs. We watch her on the monitors as she makes her way to the exercise room.

"I watched her do this." Maggie says, sitting down at the computer that controls the exercise room camera. "I think if I click this..." Maggie says, clicking the mouse and the exercise room video appears live on the wall-mounted plasma screen. "Let's get comfortable." She says, taking off her halter-top and pulling down her shorts and panties.

"You are shameless!" I say, stripping off my shirt and pants, and then pulling my jockey shorts down, freeing my aching cock. On the monitor, Christina is getting something from the cabinet and attaching it to the rowing machine.

"Oh, look at this!" Maggie says, picking up a joystick, that's sitting next to the couch. There are numbered buttons along the base and Maggie pushes the one that corresponds to the number on the computer, she was using. Looking at the big screen, she presses the joystick forward and it zooms in on Christina's ass. Pulling back it zooms out, displaying the entire room. Moving left and right, swivels the camera in that direction.

"Cool!" I say. "Let me try." Maggie hands me the joystick and I zoom in on what Christina is doing.

"Fuck! That's a damn sybian machine." Maggie exclaims, as we watch Christina remove the regular seat from the rowing machine and attachŽ a seat with a rubber penis attached to it. Plugging it into the base of the rowing machine, she flicks a switch on the side of the seat and it starts to hum. The penis shaped vibrator begins undulating back and forth while it vibrates. Christina adjusts it a couple of times, then switches it off, before swinging her leg over the machine and easing it into her moist pussy. When she is completely impaled on it, she reaches down and turns it on.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" We hear her moan, as she grabs the handles of the machine and starts rowing vigorously.

"Jesus Christ." Maggie says, crawling up on the couch beside me and cradling my dick in her hand. "I thought I had some toys." She laughs. "I've never seen anything like that!" As she says this, she lowers her head to my cock and starts licking all around my cockhead, as we watch Christina row her way to orgasmic pleasure. Well, not yet.

"Oh! Fuck!" I cry, as Maggie deepthroats my cock, flicking her tongue against my balls while my cockhead is buried in her throat. Maggie's eyes are on my face, while I zoom in on Christina working up a sweat on the rowing and fucking machine.

"I thought you might need some release before we go to your dad's office." Maggie smiles, as she kisses her way up my body, sucking my nipples hard, before she positions her pussy over my hard cock. Feeding me into her pussy with her hand, she sits up straight and starts rocking back and forth as we both watch the rowing action in the exercise room. The moans and groans from the exercise room are playing from the speakers and Maggie turns them off.

"She's going to be at this a while." Maggie smiles, as we watch Christina rowing like a wild woman, slamming her pussy down hard against the pulsating rubber cock. Maggie leans forward, placing her hands on my chest and starts a steady rhythm, undulating her hips as she rocks back and forth. Fuck! Between Christina parading around the house nude, working up a sweat on the fucking machine and Maggie riding my cock, I'm ready to burst in no time.

"I'm afraid I'm not going to last very long." I tell Maggie, apologetically.

"No worries." She says. "I didn't expect you to, as hard as you were while we were touring the house." Working magic with her pussy muscles, she starts really putting the pressure on my hard cock. "Just let it cum." She whispers, leaning down to kiss me on the mouth. "Release it Nick. Just let it cum." Bucking my ass off the couch, I start jerkily spewing huge loads of cum into her hot, wet and very talented pussy. Maggie leans all the way down, pushing her tits against my chest and holding onto me until I am completely spent.

"What about you?" I ask. "You can get me hard again." I smile, as I stroke her back and squeeze her ass cheeks.

"I want to try that." Maggie whispers, looking at the wall monitor. "Come on." She says, disengaging my cock from her dripping pussy. "Let's go to the exercise room." I follow Maggie downstairs, both of us still naked.

"Aaaaggggghhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" Christina's moans fill the room, as we open the door and step inside.

"Tell her it's never going to work and she needs to find another way to get herself off." Maggie says. "Besides, she's going to hurt herself, slamming herself down like that." She says, trying to sound indignant as she winks at me. I give Christina the command and she immediately stops the vibrator seat. Standing up, she wobbles a little, then her knees buckle and she falls to the floor.

Lying on her back on the floor, Christina brings her knees up and shoves three fingers inside her aching pussy, pistoning them in and out as her other hand rubs her clit. Maggie gets some non-toxic sanitizer wipes from the cupboard and cleans off the sybian seat before positioning herself over it. Her hairy pussy is a stark contrast to Christina's nearly bald one and I watch Maggie part her hair and pull her pussy lips apart, as she slowly sits down on the rubber penis.

"Wish me luck." She smiles, as she reaches down and turns the vibration on. "Oh fuck!" She yells. "Without even rowing, this thing is amazing!" She cries. "Ohhhhhhhhh! Fuuuuuuuckk!" Maggie moans, reaching for the handles and starting a slow, jerky rowing action. "Goddamn!" She yells, as she pulls the handles and the seat slides forward. "It's... like... a fucking... battering... ram... inside... my... pussy!" She wheezes, beads of sweat popping out on her forehead and trickling down between her large tits.

Christina is still thrusting her fingers into her pussy and slapping her clit. I feel sorry for her and am just about to tell her she can cum, when my attention is jolted back to Maggie.

"Nick!" Maggie screams. "Stop it!" She has stopped rowing and is leaning forward, gasping for air, while the sybian machine pummels her pussy. I search under her vibrating ass and find the switch, turning it off.

"Help me off, Nick." Maggie cries, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"What happened?" I ask, as I help her stand up and lift her leg off of the machine. She collapses in my arms and I lower her to the floor, next to Christina's writhing, sweat-soaked body.

"I... think... I... turned... it up... too high." She pants, as she stares at her bright pink pussy lips, gushing juices like old faithful. "I was seeing how it adjusted and bam! It felt like my whole body convulsed, spewing its contents out through my pussy!" She says, leaning her head down and trying to calm her breathing. "Remind me not to fuck with things I don't know anything about." She says, slowly getting to her feet. "Put her out of her misery, will you, Nick?" Maggie says, nodding towards Christina, as she walks unsteadily, towards the door of the exercise room.

"You can cum now, Christina." I tell her, after dialing in her frequency again. She immediately, starts spasming and shaking on the floor. Squeezing her legs together, trapping her fingers inside her pussy, and quivering around on the floor like she's having a seizure. It appears to be the world's longest orgasm, finally climaxing with her stretched out, spread-eagle on the floor, her fake chest heaving up and down. I join Maggie in the control room. We erase the video of her on the rowing machine, get dressed and let ourselves out the front door.

"That would be an awesome place for a party!" Maggie says, as we drive towards my dad's office. Maggie is letting me drive because she's still feeling kind of weak.

"Oh God, it would!" I exclaim, excitedly. "We could throw a birthday bash for my mom's 40th next year!" I tell Maggie. "What do you think?"

"You want to have your mom's birthday party at your dad's house?" She asks, staring at me.

"We could use the transmitter to send dad and Christina out of town for the weekend." I say, thinking about whom we'd invite. "We could make it a pussy party." I offer. "I could use the transmitter to make sure that everyone we invite is focused on giving my mom pleasure on her birthday."

"Wow!" Maggie says, thinking about it. "I want you to plan my next birthday party." She laughs. "Who will you invite to you mom's party?"

"Let's see." I say, thinking about who mom might want. "You and my sister, our neighbor Mary, my friend Carolyn..."

"And you'll be the only guy?" Maggie looks at me suspiciously.

"Well, we could invite Carolyn's husband." I say. "In case mom has the same black man fantasy that you have?"

"Oh! That would be nice, even if she doesn't." Maggie coos, rubbing her hand on my thigh, as I pull into the parking lot of my dad's office.

Danae is at the reception desk when we enter the office. She doesn't look up when we approach her desk.

"Hello, Danae." I smile. "Is Daryl in?" I ask her.

"You don't have an appointment." She says, glancing at Maggie. "Who's this? Your mother?" She smirks.

"Who's the bitch?" Maggie asks.

"The bitch." Danae says, tossing her hair back. "Is the person who's keeping you from seeing Daryl!" She says, snottily.

"Really?" Maggie asks, looking at me. "Zap her, Nick." She says, curtly.

"I don't have to." I answer, bending down in front of Danae's desk. "Think about it, Danae." I say, activating the trigger. "You want to be very nice to us and show us into Daryl's office immediately." I say, standing up straight.

"Oh, Nick!" Danae says cheerily, jumping up from her desk and walking around it to give me a hug. Her short skirt barely covers her ass cheeks and her luscious tits are bursting from her scoop neck blouse, as she holds the embrace and looks at Maggie. "Who is this lovely lady with you?" She asks, smiling at Maggie.

"This is Maggie." I tell her. "We need to see Daryl."

"Right this way." She says, walking towards Daryl's office and opening the door without knocking. My dad's on the phone and he looks surprise that Danae just let us in, but he holds up one finger to indicate that he'll be done in a minute.

"What was that?" Maggie whispers, referring to how I got Danae to do what I wanted without zapping her.

"A trigger." I say. "I gave it to her the last time I was here." I whisper back.

"Did Harry know about those?" She asks, skeptically. "How did you know about them?" She asks.

"I don't think Harry ever used them." I answer. "I researched hypnosis on the Internet and decided to give the concept of post suggestion triggers a try. It worked, so I've used it a few times."

"On who?" Maggie asks.

"Um... Nicole and my English teacher, last year." I answer, wondering if I'm in trouble. Maggie is just looking at me and I can't tell what's going through her mind.

"Does it only work if you say the trigger?" Maggie finally asks.

"I don't know." I answer, honestly. "I've never told anyone about it." I tell her.

"Let me try it with Danae." She says, smiling. "What was it, again?" She asks.

"Think about it, Danae." I whisper. "Then whatever you tell her next, she'll do. Try it." I encourage her. "Tell her to take her clothes off. I want you to see her body, anyway."

"Think about it, Danae." Maggie says, turning towards Danae who is standing in the doorway. "Come over here." Danae immediately steps towards Maggie, letting the door close.

"Strip off all your clothing and parade around the room showing off your naked body." Maggie says, looking from me to Danae, as if I can bail her out if it doesn't work. Danae immediately pulls her blouse over her head, revealing a sheer, flesh colored bra. Her nipples and areolas are visible through the thin material and my cock leaps forward, certain that it's going to get some release.

"Wow!" Maggie says. "It worked!" We both watch as Danae unfastens the bra and shakes it off her arms, letting her large golden orbs hang free. I adjust my hard cock and catch a glimpse of my dad, staring at the three of us, his mouth gaping open.

"Tell her to make her nipples hard." I suggest to Maggie, as Danae steps out of her skirt and is rolling her flesh colored thong down her long, shapely legs.

"Think about it Danae." Maggie says, smiling at me. "Make your nipples hard." Danae's nipples immediately tighten and grow out from her chest about a half an inch. "That's amazing." Maggie says, but I'm not sure if she means Danae's hard nipples, her smooth pussy mound, or the fact that she can control her. Danae is in the process of walking around the room, per Maggie's instruction. Maggie and I are both distracted by her thick pussy lips, protruding between her legs, as she parades around us.

"Okay, let's stay focused." Maggie says, as I take the transmitter out of my pocket and insert the ear buds. We've both been so intent on Danae, that we don't notice my dad opening his desk drawer and flicking switches, until it's too late. Just before I tune in his frequency, Maggie's eyes glaze over.

"Grab that transmitter!" Dad shouts at Maggie and she lunges towards me grabbing the transmitter from my hands. I reach out for it, but she is too quick. I grab the ear bud wire and try to pull the transmitter back, but only manage to disconnect the wire from the transmitter.

"Bring it here!" Dad yells at Maggie. Danae is still parading around the room naked, showing off her body, when Maggie pushes her out of the way to get the transmitter to dad. Fuck! I gave him the command not to use his transmitter on me, but I didn't think about him being able to use it on Maggie. Now he's got my transmitter and there is nothing stopping him from using it on me. Or is there?

I've got the ear buds, which are designed so that I can't accidentally tune in my own frequency. That might thwart dad's attempts to control me, at least for the time being. Everything seems sort of surreal. Danae is still prancing around naked, lifting her golden tits and tweaking her hard nipples, as she dances ballerina style around the room. Maggie is over by dad's desk with my transmitter in her hand and dad is smiling at me like a Cheshire cat.

"Give me the ear things, Nick." Dad says, an evil grin on his face. "If you don't want to see her hurt." He adds, nodding towards Maggie, as he reaches out and takes the transmitter from her and hands her a pair of scissors. "I can make her cut her own nipples off, Nick." He says, calmly.

"Take off your clothes." Dad barks at Maggie and she complies, pulling her halter top off while still holding the scissors. "Give me the ear plugs, Nick." Dad says, standing up and holding his hand out towards me. I don't know what to do! I can't let him hurt Maggie, but who knows what he'll do if he gets me under the transmitter's control.

"Let her go, Dad." I say, knowing it sounds lame, but unable to come up with anything else. "We can work something out." I tell him, trying to come up with a plan, as Maggie pulls her shorts and panties down, still holding the scissors.

"Holy fuck!" Dad exclaims, looking at Maggie's thick, unruly bush. "What a fucking jungle!" He smiles, still watching me, to see what I'll do.

"Don't try anything, Nick." Dad says, sternly. "I can make her stab herself with the scissors before you can get to me." He says. "Maybe you need a demonstration." He says, still smiling.

"Trim that god awful pubic hair, bitch!" Dad says, turning back to Maggie, and she starts cutting her pussy hair with the scissors. I watch her pulling the hair away from her mound with her left hand and cutting it short with the scissors in her right hand.

"Give them up, Nick." Dad says, unless you want to watch her push those scissors up her hairy cunt!" Danae is still dancing around the room, oblivious to everything around her. I watch her dance close to dad's desk and a light bulb goes off inside my head. Yes! If I can stall him a few more minutes.

"Dad." I plead. "Please don't hurt her." I say, watching Danae as she dances over to the windows and then starts back across the room. "Okay, I'll give them to you." I say, reaching for the ear buds, watching Danae, while dad watches me. When Danae dances behind his desk, I make my move.

"Think about it, Danae!" I shout. "Turn off the switch on that box in the desk drawer!" Danae, stops dancing and reaches toward dad's transmitter. Dad turns around and lunges towards Danae, tackling her and they both end up on the ground.

"Think about it, Danae!" I yell, as I grab the scissors from Maggie's hand. "Fight him! Hurt him! Hit! Bite! Kick! Scratch!" I yell, as I start to move around the desk to turn off the transmitter. Dad and Danae are rolling around on the floor. Danae has her long, golden legs wrapped around dad's torso and is clawing his face raw, biting his shoulder and pounding her fist against his head. They are an unusual sight; Danae, completely naked and my dad in his business suit, wrestling around on the floor. It would be comical, if it weren't so damn scary.

Before I can get around the desk, Maggie grabs me, trying to get the scissors back. I guess the command to cut her pussy hair, takes precedent over anything else and she desperately needs to follow the command. I try to keep them from her, without hurting her, but she's hitting me and grabbing for the scissors. I can't get to the transmitter with Maggie holding onto me, but I don't want to take the chance that dad will give Maggie a command to hurt herself with the scissors.

Dad seems to have overpowered Danae. She is on her back, flailing around, while he straddles her, with her arms pinned to the floor. He looks over at me, as the blood from his face is dripping down on Danae's tits, and he has an evil grin on his face.

"You brought this on yourself, Nick!" He says, looking at Maggie, fighting with me for the scissors. "Her pain is on your conscience." He scolds.

No! I can't let him hurt her! In a sudden burst of inspiration, I throw the scissors to the other end of the office. Maggie lets go of me and runs after them like an excited puppy chasing a stick. I dive towards the desk drawer and rip all the wires from dad's transmitter, killing the power, and hopefully, his hold on Maggie. She stops midway across the office, a stunned look on her face.

"What the fuck?" She asks, looking at me. Her eyes widen as she takes in the entire scene; her clothes in a heap on the floor, a pile of loose, black hair next to it and finally, Dad and Danae wrestling on the floor. In his struggle, dad dropped my transmitter. I pick it up, my hands shaking and plug in the ear bud cable. Dialing in dad's frequency, I push the button.

"Stop fighting, dad." He immediately sits still on top of Danae. She takes advantage of his immobility, to kick and claw her way out from under him. Standing up, she starts kicking him in the side and pounding his head. I let it go for a minute or two, watching her tight, round ass flex as she kicks him and her tits bounce when she hits him. They are definitely all natural.

"Think about it, Danae." I use the trigger calmly. "Stop fighting." I command her. She stands still, looking at my dad without emotion, as her chest rises and falls with her breathing.

"What the fuck happened?" Maggie asks, running her hand over her sheered pussy hair and looking at my dad's bloody face.

"He used his transmitter on you." I say. "I'll give you the details later." I say, hugging her against me. "You're not hurt, are you?" I ask. Even in the midst of this adrenaline rush from the fighting, my cock responds to Maggie's naked body.

"You can get hard, anywhere, anytime, can't you." Maggie laughs, as she playfully grinds her pussy against the bulge in my pants.

"Pretty much." I laugh. "Let's take care of what we came for and get the fuck out of here." I say.

"Okay." Maggie says, picking up her clothes and getting dressed. "Let me do it." She says, giving dad a command that he will immediately call his lawyer and instruct him to file new divorce papers that ignore any claim to Elaine's property or Harry's property. He will further instruct his lawyer to make out a check to Elaine for two million dollars as a divorce settlement. He will sign those papers and put the check in the mail today, along with a letter apologizing for his over aggressive lawyer taking things into his own hands. He will never bother her again." She says, fastening her shorts and pulling her halter top on.

I tell dad to give me a key to his house. Before we leave, I also tell him to forget about my transmitter and I give him the same trigger I've given Nicole and Danae, so I can control him if this ever happens again.

"Wow!" Maggie says, leaning her head back and closing her eyes. "He really said he'd do those things to me?" We're driving back to Uncle Harry's house and I've just finished describing everything that went on in dad's office, after he hit the transmitter button.

"Yeah." I answer, sullenly. "I'm not sure he really would have." I say, unconvincingly. "But I certainly couldn't take the chance."

"That was pretty quick thinking, using Danae." Maggie says, resting her hand on my thigh. "That trigger that you gave Nicole..." Maggie stops, looking at me and grinning. "It still in effect?"

"Yeah, I guess so." I answer, hesitantly. "Why? You aren't thinking of doing anything with Nicole, are you?" I ask.

"No, nothing like that!" Maggie answers, sitting up straight and staring out the car window. "But the mother of a teenage daughter can't have too much ammunition in her arsenal, if you know what I mean." She laughs. "It might be nice to get her to do what I say once in a while." We drive along in silence for a while. "What's the trigger, Nick?" She asks.

"Think about it, Nicole." I answer. "I figure using the same trigger will make it easy to remember."

"God! I almost forgot." Maggie jolts up. "What am I going to do about this botched trim job?" She asks. "I can't let your mom or Frank see me like this. How will I explain it?"

"Can't you just trim it the rest of the way?" I ask, innocently. "Like maybe you just decided to have a neatly trimmed bush." I offer.

"Yeah, but I don't think I can do it, properly by myself." She says. "You'll have to help me." She asserts. "We'll go to my house first and you can trim me up, before anyone comes home!" She says, excitedly. "Okay?"

"Sure." I answer, my cock getting hard, just thinking about trimming her pussy. "I've never done it before, but I'll try."

"Me either, obviously." She laughs. "But how hard can it be?" She asks, rubbing her hand along my inner thigh and bumping against my hardening cock. "I guess I asked that wrong." She laughs. "How difficult can it be?" She says, brushing her fingertips up and down along the bulge in my pants. "It might be fun!" She says, squeezing my hard cock through my pants.

"Are you still hard from watching Danae dance naked around the office?" Maggie asks, as she unfastens my pants and pulls my zipper down. "I've always wanted to do this." She says, mischievously.

"Danae wasn't the only one naked in the office, Maggie." I answer, lifting my ass off the bucket seat so she can slide my pants and jockey shorts down. My hard cock springs out, hitting the steering wheel. "I'm actually hard from thinking about trimming your pussy for you." I say, as she lowers her mouth over my swollen cock.

"Oh fuck!" I moan, tilting the seat back to give her more room. "Oh God!" I sigh, as I push my cock farther into her mouth while trying to concentrate on my driving. We're still on the highway, about thirty minutes from home and I can't believe that Maggie is doing this in broad daylight. It's ironic that the only other time this has happened to me was with Nicole, after a movie, one night.

"Shit!" I yell, as the car starts bumping in the grooves on the shoulder of the highway. Steering back into my lane, I try harder to stay focused on driving, but Maggie is pumping my cock into her warm, wet mouth and teasing my balls with her fingers.

"Careful, lover." Maggie says. "We don't want to have an accident." She says, smiling up at me as her fingers caress my balls. "I just figured we should get you some relief so you're not distracted when you trim my hair." She says, licking around my cock head and sucking it into her mouth.

My pants are around my ankles, and Maggie is kneeling on the seat next to me, her ass pointing towards her window. Cars and trucks are passing us on the left and I can't tell if they can see what's going on. With my left hand on the steering wheel, I slide my other hand over Maggie's ass, squeezing her cheeks through her tight shorts.

I swerve a little to get back in my lane, as Maggie's head is bobbing up and down on my cock. I'm thrusting up to meet her mouth, while trying to keep my foot on the gas.

"Use the cruise control." Maggie says, taking a breath, while stroking one hand up and down my cock and playing with my balls with the other. "It's right there on the steering column." She points. I set the cruise control and spread my knees, while keeping my eyes on the road. I've moved my hand between her legs and I'm stroking her slit through her tight shorts. Lowering her head, she devours my entire cock in one smooth motion, pushing it into her throat.

"Oh Fuck! Maggie!" I moan, my hands tightly gripping the steering wheel, as I fight to stay focused. Sliding her lips back along my shaft, she pumps my cock in and out of her mouth in rapid-fire motion, until I can't take it any longer. Pushing my feet against the floorboard, I raise my ass off the seat and shoot a huge load of cum into Maggie's mouth. Sucking and swallowing, she milks every drop from my jerking cock before sitting back and licking her lips.

"I've never done anything like that before!" Maggie says. "I am so fucking wet!" She says, unfastening her shorts and pulling them open. "Feel." She says, taking my hand and sliding it down the front of her shorts.

I slide my hand into her panties, through her thick hair, and feel the moist heat from her slick pussy lips. Curving my fingers, I slip two of them inside her slippery slit.

"Oh Fuck!" She says, pulling her shorts down to her ankles, spreading her knees wider, as she scoots down in the seat. With my fingers pumping in and out her pussy, my palm is rubbing against her hairy mound and pressing against her clit. She's bucking against my hand, as I slip my fingers out of her pussy and rub her creamy lubricant all around her swollen clit.

"Oh my god!" She yells, raising her ass off the seat and pushing hard against my hand. I continue to finger fuck her, as I roll my palm in a circular motion over her smeared clit.

"Oh fuck! That feels good, Nick." Maggie says, writhing around on the seat and pushing up against my fingers. "It's a good thing I already sucked you off, or I'd be straddling you right now and not worrying about whether we crashed." She pants, bucking furiously against my hand.

I keep up the onslaught on her pussy, while steering the car toward our off ramp. As we turn towards Maggie's street, we stop at a traffic light. There are two teenage girls in the car next to us staring at Maggie, gyrating around on the seat.

"Ohhhh! Fuck, Nick! I'm cumming!" Maggie yells. Her body is arched so high her pussy is level with the window. She starts jerking wildly against my hand, as the light changes. I wave to the girls and pull ahead of them.

"Ohhhh! Yes! Fuck! Ohhhhhhhhhh!" She slams her pussy up against my hand, presses her hand against mine to stop me from moving, and then collapses back on the seat, my fingers still inside her pussy. I just hold them there while she gulps air into her lungs. She's leaning back, her legs stretched out straight, her shorts and panties around her ankles and her chest heaving, as we pull into her driveway. I remove my fingers from her pussy, bring them to my lips and suck her taste from them.

"The neighborhood is quiet and no one is home." Maggie says, reaching to the visor and pressing the garage door opener. "Fuck it, I'm just going to make a run for it." She grabs her shorts and panties, pulls them off her feet and opens the car door. "Come on!" She laughs, jumping out of the car and running into the garage with just her halter top on. I watch her bare ass cheeks bounce sexily, as she runs and I quickly follow her, pulling my pants up as I go.

We're both laughing hysterically as we enter the laundry room. Maggie drops her shorts and panties on the washer, pulls off her halter top, tossing it there, too. Completely naked, she turns to me, wraps her arms around my waist and pushes her tongue in my mouth.

"Have I thanked you for liberating me from Harry's curse?" She asks, breaking off the kiss to pull my shirt over my head.

"Several times, Maggie." I say, smiling. "You don't have to keep thanking me." I say, as she pushes my hands away from the waistband of my pants and lets them fall to the floor. Bending down she pulls my jockey shorts down and I step out of them.

"You're going to be naked, too, while we do this." Maggie smiles. "In fact, I think I should suck on you while you trim me. What do you think?" She teases, licking her lips, while she holds my spent cock in her hand. "You won't cut me, will you?" Holding my cock, she leads me down the hallway to her bedroom.

"I've never done this, Maggie." I say, nervously. "I'm sure I won't cut you, but I'm not sure we shouldn't ask my mom to trim your pussy." I say, as she gets a sheet from the hall closet and spreads it across the bed.

"Nonsense." Maggie says, getting scissors, a razor and some shaving cream. "You can trim it." She says, confidently. "If it needs some touching up, I can ask your mom." She says, lying on her back on the bed and spreading her legs. "Come on, Nick, give it a try." She says.

"It's pretty short on this side." I say, looking at the damage she'd done with the scissors earlier. Whole sections of her bush are only about a half-inch long. "I'll start by trying to even it out on both sides." When I grab some of her hair between my fingers and thumb, I accidentally brush against her slick pussy lips and she jumps.

"Ohhhh!" Maggie says. "Sorry, I guess I'm still a little sensitive." Maggie says.

"My fault." I say. "I'll be more careful." I decide to start at the very top of her pubic hair and trim straight across. I start cutting her hair down to the half inch mark all the way across. Then, like mowing a lawn, I start another row, cutting all the way across.

"This isn't that hard." I tell her, brushing the loose hair and letting it fall onto the sheet.

"Why don't you turn around this way, and I'll make it hard." Maggie says, licking her lips, playfully. I do as she says, turning around so my cock is within her reach and she wraps her hand around it, while I continue to trim her hair.

"Spread your legs a little wider, Maggie." I say, when I've finished trimming her mound. Pushing her thighs down, one at a time, I trim the sides around her pussy, being careful not to touch her lips. I'm starting to get distracted by Maggie's hands on my cock and balls, when I reach for the shaving cream and razor.

"Are you sure you want to be distracting me, while I shave you?" I ask, as I spread shaving cream along the side of her pussy.

"It'll prove how much self control you have, Nick." Maggie teases. "A real man will be able to concentrate on the task at hand." She says, sucking my cockhead into her mouth.

"Ohhhh! Fuck!" I moan. "That's not fair! You didn't even warn me!" I yell, trying not to laugh, and still spreading shaving cream. "Okay, no more surprises for a minute. I'm going to start shaving you." I tell her, seriously.

"Okay." Maggie says, pulling her mouth from my cock, but leaving her hand wrapped around it. My cock is hard and Maggie's pussy is just a few inches from my face. I'm tempted to start licking her creamy lips, but I concentrate on the shaving instead. I remember, how Susan stretched mom's skin tightly, when she waxed, and I try to do the same thing. I insert two fingers in her pussy and grip her pussy lip wi