*
     Laurie Anderson awoke hung-over, dried-up, and fucked-out.
She frowned remembering why she was hung-over and dried-up --
soon after arriving at Sam's apartment, the night before, she
joined him in a bottle of cheap red wine.  Why, oh why did she
drink all that wine?  Now she had an unbelievable headache and
was dehydrated.
     She smiled as she slowly sat up in bed and recalled why she
was all fucked-out... Mmmm...
     There was a knock on the door.  "Mom?"  It was Bobby.  "Mom,
are you awake?"
     Head pounding, desperate to lower the volume, Laurie spoke
softly, "Yes, Dear, I'm awake.  What is it?"
     Thankfully, Bobby lowered his voice, too.  "Dad said he was
letting you sleep in, today, and for me to take Molly to school.
Well, Molly's in school, there's coffee downstairs, and I'm going
out shopping again.  Will you pick Molly up at two o'clock, or
should I?"
     Laurie looked at the clock and saw that it was almost 10
a.m.  She silently thanked god that she had married such a
thoughtful man.
     "I'll pick your sister up, Bobby.  Will you be home for
dinner?"
     "Sure."
     "Need money?"
     "Well...  A little cash wouldn't hurt."
     Laurie sighed a smile and pulled the covers up and held them
with her underarms.  "I get the picture.  Come on in, Bobby."
     Bobby opened the door and walked into his parents' bedroom.
His mother was sitting up in the king-sized bed and was pointing
to a pile of clothes on the floor.
     "My handbag should be right over there, Dear.  Just bring it
to me and I'll see what kind of cash I can find."
     Bobby stepped across the room and bent to pick up his
mother's handbag.  As he did, he noticed a black, lacy garterbelt
and two black stockings lying on top of the pile of discarded
clothes.  The thought of his mother -- or any woman, but
especially his sexy mother -- wearing that garterbelt and those
stockings was too much for the boy.  He could feel his prick
growing hard and straining against the front of his trousers.
     Laurie took the bag from her son's hand and rummaged around
in its depths.  Bobby stood next to the bed, looking at his
mother's bare shoulders and back and trying to see some cleavage
as the covers moved with her hands, and he knew his erection was
getting harder, not softer.
     "Ah, here's some.  I have two twenties for you.  Is that
enough, Dear?"
     Bobby looked down into her vibrant blue eyes and nodded,
"Sure, Mom.  That's more than enough.  Thanks."
     At the same time he wanted to run out of the room before she
saw his steel-hard erection, Bobby wanted to jump on the bed and
rip the covers off his mother so he could finally see all of that
fantastic body she had -- with or without garterbelt and
stockings.
     He took the two bills from her hand and thanked her again.
     Laurie shook her head as Bobby closed the bedroom door
behind him.  [`My, my, my.  That was some erection my little boy
had!' she thought.  `The men in this house sure are lusty in the
morning!']
     She slipped back down in the bed and pulled the covers up to
her nose and luxuriated in the warmth for a few more minutes.
*
     Bobby quickly made his way back to his room and dropped his
pants.  With one hand, he freed his still-hard prick from his
shorts and with the other pumped some handcream in his palm.
After five pleasure-filled but lonely minutes, Bobby cleaned up
the mess and dressed again.  Then, as he was walking down the
hall, past his mother's room, he heard her grunting as she
exercised and he wondered if she exercised naked.  That image
sent another tremble through his young body.  [`I gotta get the
fuck out of here!']
*
     Laurie finally dragged herself out of her bed and made her
way to the bathroom.  After emptying her full bladder and gulping
down four aspirins and three tumblers of cold water, she wanted a
shower, desperately, but knew she'd feel better sooner if she did
her morning exercises.
     Still unable to stand the noise, she turned the volume all
the way down before starting her exercise tape on the TV.  As she
got moving -- still naked, if Bobby had only known! -- and felt
herself get into her rhythm and her blood pumping, her mind
drifted back to the previous night.  To Sam Agro and his big cock
and...
*
     Sam's apartment was in a low-rent district, and as he opened
the door for Laurie, she saw that the housekeeping was definitely
"bachelor pad standard."
     Sam took her coat and threw his and hers on the sofa.  He
took her by the hand and began pulling her through the apartment,
stopping only long enough to grab a bottle of cheap red wine and
two short tumblers on their way into the bedroom.
     The bed was unmade, but to Laurie's relief, the sheets
looked clean.  She began to undress as Sam poured the wine and
watched her.  She removed her blouse, unzipped her skirt, and
pulled her slip over her head.  Then she unsnapped her bra,
acting a little coy as she dropped it to the floor.
     "You got some great tits, Laurie," Sam said as he toasted
her with his wine.  "We talk about your boobs at work.  You got
the best."
     Laurie felt herself blushing.  "Thanks, Sam.  Not bad for an
old lady, huh?"
     "You notta old lady, Laurie.  You got plenty miles left.
Ha!  Now, let's see the rest."
     Laurie pulled her skirt over her hips and let it fall to the
floor.
     Sam made an enthusiastic comment in Greek as he looked at
Laurie in just her stockings, garterbelt, and heels.  He still
had her panties in his pocket.  "Jesus Christ!  You got no pussy
hair!  You shave it?"
     Laurie cocked her leg to the side, giving Sam a better look
at her bare pussy.  "Of course I shave it!  Do you like it?"
     "Like it?  I no see a cunt like that since I was a little
boy fuckin' all the little girls in the neighborhood!  I want to
fuck you, again, for sure!"
     Laurie gulped down the glass of harsh wine Sam handed her
and he refilled it.  She swallowed most of that, and sat on the
bed to remove her shoes and stockings.
     As she did, she had a fleeting thought of Robert, and how
horny he had been that morning.  She felt a little pang of guilt,
but this wasn't the first time in their marriage that she had
cheated on Robert.  After a very active sex-life in high school
and her first two years of college, Laurie had immediately
settled down with Robert and got pregnant with Bobby.  She never
dreamed of being unfaithful until years later, when Molly was old
enough for day care and Laurie had too much free time on her
hands.  She'd been bored and had brief flings with the golf and
tennis pros at their club, and had a wild weekend with an old
flame at a high school reunion.
     But, since then, once she started back to school and finally
got a job, she never strayed, again.  Until today.  A blow-job to
her boss and fucking in the back of her car and now this with the
big-dicked stud from the loading dock!  Who would have guessed?
Not her.
     As Laurie was undressing, Sam ripped off his shirt and
dropped his pants and shorts, pulling them over his shoes and
socks.  When they were both naked, Sam pulled Laurie onto her
back and knelt between her legs, ready to fuck.
     "Not so fast, honey," said Laurie.  "How `bout we spend some
time warming each other up?"
     "I see your bare cunt an' I'm hot to go now!"
     "Not yet, Sam.  Here," she smiled as she lifted her right
breast up to Sam's mouth, "don't you like big tits?"
     Sam licked his tongue, wet, flat and wide roughly across her
nipple and Laurie felt the sexual tremble course through her
body.  She reached down and grasped Sam's cock.  It was hard and
hot and big.  She could feel it throb in her hand and she got
hotter, anticipating that monster splitting her pussy wide,
again.
     "Oh, shit, Sam!  You're right, I'm hot to fuck, too!  I
can't wait to feel that inside me!  Put a rubber on!"
     "I forgot!"  Sam quickly moved across the bed on his knees
and pulled a foil square out of the nightstand drawer.  As he
placed it at the tip of his cock, Laurie impatiently pushed his
hand away and unrolled the sheath down the length of his erection
with both hands.
     "Okay, now, Sam.  Fuck my bald, naked, hairless pussy!"
     And he did.
     As Sam buried himself in her tight, hungry pussy, Laurie
reconfirmed a realization she had had years ago -- that all that
talk about cock size not making a difference is bullshit.
Physically that may be so, although she'd argue that one, but
mentally and emotionally, there was nothing like getting pounded
with a huge cock.  Her first big one, and the biggest dick she's
ever had until Sam, had been in her freshman year of college.
She'd allowed a good-looking professor to seduce her, and had
been surprised by the sheer size of his cock when she first saw
it.  She wasn't a virgin, and he was an accomplished lover and
never hurt her with his monster.  And, although she had had many
lovers, good and bad, after that professor, she always missed the
feeling of stretched fullness and debauched randiness that he
gave her when they fucked.  That same stretched fullness and
debauched randiness she was enjoying now, as Sam plowed deeply
into her slick, greedy pussy.
     They were both into the physical pleasure of their fuck and
were loud in their enjoyment.  Sam was mumbling in Greek between
grunts and Laurie was moaning and urging Sam harder, faster and
deeper.
     Soon, Laurie could feel another climax building up inside
her.  It had all the signs of being even bigger and more intense
than her orgasm in her car.  She was just letting herself go,
drifting up the slope to the pleasure heights, when she heard Sam
grunting loudly and in rhythm with his thrusts, and she knew she
wasn't going to make it this time.  Sam had beat her to the
finish.
     Sam finished and slowed his movement until he was soon lying
on top of Laurie, his head resting between her sweaty breasts.
With a jerk, he rose to his knees and slipped his soft prick out
of her pussy.
     "I go wash up and we drink some more wine and we go again.
Alright?"
     Still close to orgasm, Laurie smiled at the younger man and
nodded.  As he padded off to the bathroom, Laurie reached for the
wine bottle and, unwilling to move and get her glass, she swigged
several large gulps from the bottle.
     "I like a woman who drinks wine from the bottle and isn't
afraid to make a little noise in bed."
     "Wha-!  Who are you?!"  Laurie jerked in surprise at the
stranger's voice, spilling the last of the red wine down her neck
and chest.  Seeing the top sheet and covers in a tangled pile on
the floor, there wasn't anything to cover her nakedness with, so
she decided to brazen her way through.
     When she looked up at the doorway, she saw the most handsome
young man she had ever seen in her life.  His dark hair on a
chiseled face combined for a male model's aura.  And to her
shock, but also to her mounting pleasure, she saw that the
beautiful head was perched on a short but beautiful body, that
happened to be bare-assed naked!  This exquisite creature was
standing there, smiling at Laurie, naked and proudly displaying a
semi-erect cock about the same size as Sam's.
     "I'm Sam's younger brother, Theo.  You spilled some wine.
Would you like me to clean it up for you?"
     Laurie looked down at the several streaks of wine that had
dribbled down her breasts.  She trembled slightly when she
noticed that one drop was hanging on the nipple on her right
breast.
     She returned her gaze to the beautiful creature at the door.
Smiling, she asked, "Do you always barge in on your brother's
business, like this?"
     He smiled back, showing perfect white teeth, "I'm not
exactly `barging.'  The door was open and you weren't exactly
being quiet."
     "You...  You didn't watch us -- did you?"
     Theo laughed a deep laugh, "Well, like the president said, I
looked, but I didn't really see anything.  Besides, I don't see
anything you should be embarrassed about -- you're beautiful."
With that, his dick twitched a few more degrees closer to ninety-
degrees out from his body.
     "Thank you, I guess.  Are you always so forward with your
brother's ah... dates?"
     "No, not always.  But he hasn't had any that looked like you
before.  And besides, he's not the jealous type."
     "You don't sound like Sam."
     "You mean where's my accent?  I've been over here since I
was four; Sam's only been here a couple of years.  Here, let me
get that for you."  Theo took three steps across the room, leaned
down and licked the wine drop from Laurie's right breast.
     Laurie was lost to the moment and reached around Theo's
head, bringing his lips up to hers and crushing his lips into his
teeth as she forced her tongue into his mouth.
     Theo's smooth hands moved up her body to her breasts and
gently cupped her heavy flesh.  His fingers began to softly and
expertly tweak and touch her erect nipples and Laurie felt
herself moisten in anticipation.
     [`Goddammit!  He's not much older than my son, but I want
this young Greek god and Sam can go fuck himself if he doesn't
like it!' she thought.]
     In only a few short moments, after Theo's lips had explored
her ear and neck, and found their way back to a nipple, Laurie
took a deep breath and pulled his head away from her flesh.
     "Put a rubber on, Theo.  I want you right this instant!"
     Theo reached over to the open nightstand drawer, "Oh oh.
Looks like we're out of rubbers."  And then he moved quickly back
between Laurie's thighs.
     She tried wiggling away from his big cock, "No!  I'm not
going to fuck without protection.  Stop!  Now!"
     Theo held her arms down, over her head against the bed, but
she managed to close her thighs.
     "I can't stop, now.  And you don't want me to."
     "Yes, I do!  Get off me!  Let me go, right now!"  As she
spoke, she felt two tremendously strong hands grasp her around
the ankles and pull her legs far apart.  It was Sam!
     "Go 'head, li'l brother.  I make her ready for you!"
     Theo smiled evilly at Laurie, took only an instant to place
his cock-head at her pussy-hole and then he rammed it home.
     Laurie screamed.
     She screamed in pleasure as an overwhelming orgasm coursed
through her body.  The combination of being so close to cumming,
of her long horny day, of the naughtiness of being such an easy
slut with Sam, of Theo's good looks and perfect body, and, to her
chagrin, the over-the-top excitement of being held down and
spread open and being taken -- it far surpassed having her
pantyhose ripped open! -- were just too much to stand.
     She wasn't sure how long her cum lasted, and she thought she
may have passed out before Theo came, because the next thing she
remembered was Sam taking Theo's place between her legs and
fucking her, again.  And as he fucked her, Theo returned with
another fresh bottle of wine in each hand -- which he took turns
pouring down her throat and over her tits, licking off every
drop.
     The rest of the long night degenerated into a drunken orgy,
with Sam and Theo taking turns with her, fucking her pussy and
mouth (and Theo once fucking her ass!), as she performed like a
cheap whore looking for a ten dollar tip.
     She didn't remember getting home.
*
     Now, the next morning, after a half hour of exercise, she
could feel her blood pumping and her headache fading and, as she
stood under the soft, warm spray of her shower, she began to feel
alive, again.  She didn't feel guilty at all about her mini-gang-
bang.  Robert was sixteen years her senior, and she couldn't
expect him to have the sex-drive to match a thirty-seven year old
woman in the prime of her sex-life.  She loved Robert -- he was a
good, kind, gentle man, a wonderful provider, and a terrific
father -- but... after last night, Laurie knew she just had to
find a little extra-curricular excitement because she couldn't
expect Robert to be horny every day.
*