lose yourself in the moment

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They were still impersonating dead bodies when the sound of clapping hands began nearby, and steadily drew closer.

Both raised their heads enough to look around and saw Suzanne, wearing nothing but a dark blue, tropically-patterned Indonesian sarong slung low around her waist, walking alongside the pool and coming their way. She was smiling and slowly clapping as she drew near. As usual when she knew she was being watched, she was less walking and more doing a moving bump and grind show, with her pale bare boobs bouncing wildly and her hips sashaying widely from side to side.

Xania panicked again. She said in a quiet but urgent voice, "No, Suzanne! Run! Don't ask why; just go back into the house!"

Suzanne, with a knowing smirk, just chuckled. She stopped in front of them, standing dramatically with her hands on her hips, limbs akimbo. "Are you worried about what my husband could see? Are you talking about that guy up there?" She pointed towards Amy's window.

Xania and Alan followed where Suzanne was pointing, and looked back up in that direction.

"Yes!" Xania said with breathless urgency. But then as she looked, she began to realize something was wrong. Before, she was being fucked all over the patio and didn't get a clear long look. That man. He's not moving. Completely frozen...

Suzanne laughed some more, then said, "I take it you're talking about my 'husband' Brett Favre. Don't worry, of course I know he's there." She waved. "Hi, Brett."

Even Alan was puzzled at that comment.

Xania could have been photographed just then to be the dictionary definition of "dumbstruck."

Suzanne explained, "Xania, that was me up at the window. Me and Brett Favre, the famous baseball player."

"Football player," Alan corrected.

Sports weren't Suzanne's thing. "Whatever. You see, Brad has this life-sized cardboard cutout of his favorite sports star up in his room, so when I saw Alan laying his pipe into your tail, I thought-"

Xania screamed, "NoooOOOOooo! It was a trick?! Fuck! I was tricked AGAIN! That's just not possible. I'm no idiot! I'm fucking smart!" She suddenly grew furious and shook her fists at Alan. "Kid, I'm going to get you for this!" Her asshole clenched crushingly tight again, but Alan had softened up enough that when she did, she inadvertently pushed his dick out of her.

Suzanne said, "Hey, don't blame him. It was all my idea. He just saw what I was doing as it was happening and then he ran with it, as I knew he would. He's not only my cute studly motherfucker, he's a smart learner." She winked at him endearingly and patted him on the butt.

Alan and Xania fell apart from each other and lay down on the ground again. By that point, Alan's dick was flaccid, yet very wet and slimy, mostly from his cummy climax. Xania was soaked with sweat and had a stunned "just fucked" glow about her. Her glasses which had been fucked off her head still lay out of reach.

Suzanne sat down next to Alan and molded her body into his as she gave him a very affectionate hug and kiss. Her loosely tied sarong fell apart at first contact, leaving her completely nude.

Xania, though, was still steamed. "Then I should get my revenge on you, Suzanne!" She was too tired to sit up, but she shook a fist at her old friend. "I will be avenged! That was so cruel. You nearly gave me a heart attack. Especially after what Amy did. Sheesh!"

"What did Amy do?" Suzanne asked.

Xania was incredulous. "You mean you don't know?!"

"Why should I know?" Suzanne spoke honestly. "I just got home from shopping with Susan and Brenda, and after changing I stopped into Amy's room to see if she wanted to come with me to visit my favorite neighbors, as usual. She wasn't there, but I heard all the tell-tale sounds of another Plummer poolside plowing, so I went to her window to see which of his nymphos my Sweetie was sticking it to this time. I know how much you get off on being watched, so I put two and two together to give you an extra jolt of fun. I did stop by and see her in the kitchen on my way over here just now, but she didn't mention anything special."

Alan and Xania took several minutes to explain to Suzanne exactly what Amy had done from the very same window earlier. While they were talking, Alan got some handi-wipes and cleaned his cock, leaving it ready for someone else to suck, as had become such a common experience for him.

Suzanne had a good laugh at that, because she really hadn't known.

Xania slowly cooled down, but she was still irked, mostly at herself for being fooled twice. After she finally sat up and put her glasses back on, she vowed, "I'm still going to get back at both of you someday. And to Amy too. I'm going to do it in some kind of fiendishly devious way when you're least expecting it. So there!" She stuck out her freakishly long tongue like a petulant grade-schooler.

Suzanne didn't seem concerned. "Ah, lighten up already, Xan. Don't you remember the crazy kind of things we used to do back in college?"

Alan raised an eyebrow. "Xan?" It was said like the "san" in "San Diego" but with a Z instead of an S. It didn't have the longer "aaah" as in the "bah humbug" sound that the first syllable of "Xania" did.

Suzanne explained, "That's what I called her in college. And I was Suz." She struck a classic sexy pinup girl look of shocked surprise before rolling her eyes and settling down again.

Alan's eyebrow arched higher. He knew Suzanne hated to be called anything but Suzanne. It was a sign of how much she loved him that she'd allowed him to call her "Aunt Suzy," though now she much preferred it when he called her "Mother" instead.

Suzanne made eye contact with him. "Anyway, this is small potatoes. We were the terrors of that place; we fucking owned the whole school with all our wild fun and sexy games. That's why I knew you'd love it, Xania, because I know what you like. And don't deny it, that was the best assfuck of your life, thanks to my ruse and my clever son, not to mention his wonderful fat, insatiable cock." She ruffled Alan's messy hair proudly, to his embarrassment.

Xania couldn't stay angry after that reminder. "Okay, I'll admit we were pretty wild. And that was a pretty good fuck. But I'm getting too old for this shit. That was scary!"

"'Pretty good?'" Suzanne prodded. "Just pretty good? I saw you. Sweetie was pounding you clear across the patio, like he was pushing a lawnmower. If he hadn't been so deep in your ass, you would've been flung clear into the pool! And I have never, EVER, heard you scream like that. Thank God houses other than my own can't look into this yard, or you would have drawn a crowd for sure."

Xania shivered with excitement as she remembered being drunk on lust while thinking crowds were gathering to stare and point at her. "Okay, I'll admit that was probably one of my best assfucks ever. Shit. To tell you the truth, Suzanne, it was in the top ten even before you showed up."

Xania looked Alan up and down as if sizing him up for a meal. "Kiddo, you were a virgin, what? Two months ago? I've just gotta know: where did you learn to fuck like that?"

He grinned and put his arms around both of their remarkable nude bodies. "Well, I'm sitting right here with two of my favorite teachers."

Xania muttered, "Damn silver tongued devil, too. How can I stay mad at him, Suzanne? Fuuucck... I'm so fucked out. I don't think I'll be able to walk for a few hours. I'm halfway seriously reconsidering this whole not joining the harem idea. Shit. Especially if you fuck like that every time."

Alan knew she didn't really mean it, and she knew it too. But he said, "Even if you don't mean it, you should tell Susan that. Make sure to tell her how much I tamed you. It'll make her day. But seriously, what's this about the two of you being wild in college?"

Suzanne pointed a playfully accusing finger at Xania. "That's the one right there, the original 'Wild Thing' herself. The legendary tongue known as 'The Snake.' She fucked and sucked her way in and out of more adventures... I can't even begin to tell you!"

Xania pointed accusingly back at Suzanne, but she too was playful and happy about it as she recalled good times. "Me? Ha! YOU were the crazy one! I just went along for the ride with you and your crazy schemes."

Suzanne turned to Alan, acting the picture of innocence. "Don't believe a word, Sweetie. You know me, I would never do anything like that. I stayed back in the dorm room and knitted sweaters while 'The Snake' here was out gallivanting all over town."

"HA! Right! Knitting sweaters!"

The two women laughed uproariously.

Seeing how the two buxom beauties were buck naked and sitting on either side of him, Alan spent a long time enjoying their heaving chests as they laughed and laughed. But then he decided, Why just look? Even if my dick isn't hard, boobs are fun. Especially boobs like these.

He reached out and cupped one of Suzanne's tits with his right hand and one of Xania's with his left.

Suzanne teased him, "My, my, someone here is feeling mighty possessive about his nymphos. Sweetie, I hope you don't reassert your ownership over all this tit-flesh unless you plan to follow up with action."

Xania laughed some more, then said, "Suzanne, I'll have you know, not long before you pulled your little stunt, he was positively flaccid and uninterested. Now, we can't get him to stop!"

Suzanne was all grins as her son tweaked her nipples to hardness. "Watch out, Xan. Once he gets started he won't stop until you're flat on your back with your legs kicking in the air and yet another potent load of baby batter is drooling out of you."

Xania sat up a bit and pulled her ass cheeks apart, allowing a small dollop of his cum to drip to the ground. Then she sat back down. "Too late for that! He got me already. There's millions of Alan sperm wiggling in both my holes already, and I'm sure he's got plans to pump another load down my throat before I go."

He joked as he twisted her left nipple, "Why, sure. It would be rude not to. Hey, I'm just trying to be neighborly."

Xania smiled as she looked at Alan's fingers "walk" down to her belly button, but then grew nostalgic. "Suzanne, those were good days, weren't they? Whatever happened to our friendship? Can't we be best friends again? Or at least very good friends?"

Alan looked at the loving eyes of Suzanne staring at Xania, and the similarly moony eyes of Xania staring back at Suzanne, and he unobtrusively scooted back and slipped free from them.

As soon as he was out of the way, Xania's and Suzanne's lips drew together like two magnets.

He stood up and watched the two buxom Amazons necking with a fiery passion. Then the same thought crossed his mind again: Why just look? They're both my nymphos now, as hard as that is to believe. He didn't interfere with their electric kiss, but instead augmented it by cupping their ass cheeks and helping to grind their crotches together by gently pushing on their butts.

Slowly, though, his hands rose up their backsides and reached around until he was kneading their breasts again.

After a minute or two of that, he realized he was able to lean forward and lick their faces. Sometimes all three of their tongues would touch at once.

Xania broke from the kissing just long enough to tease Alan, "What is it with this kid and tits? Sheesh!" But she loved his attentions, and especially loved the way he aggressively hefted her tits way up and then down again.

He thought to himself with amusement, Just another typical day at the Plummer house. We can't go five minutes without somebody fucking somebody. Literally.

Not that I'm complaining, mind you. Before we got interrupted, and even after, to be honest, Xania really did teach me something. Complete devil-may-care, "lose yourself in the moment" fucking can be very, very good. It was glorious. For once, even though I thought I'd fucked myself to death there for a while, I actually feel more energetic after the fucking than before. A mental burden has been lifted. I don't always have to stress about being at the peak of my sexual abilities. She's right. I should just fuck her brains out and not stress about it. Everything's good and fun that way.

He disengaged and stood back. He simply stared at the two sultry vixens French kissing for a couple more minutes. There's really nothing on Earth more beautiful than a female body. Lesbian lovemaking is not just totally hot, it's downright artistic.

He felt he could watch them forever, but he decided to give them their privacy and started to wander back into the house. They were so into each other, he thought he'd been completely forgotten. But to his surprise, as soon as he started to go they broke free from their deeply entwined embrace and followed him inside.