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An Orgy With Mom Chapter 8

As the days went by, Janice became more and more worried. She had not heard from the shelter, and she was afraid Debbie would be lost to them forever. Bob understood her feelings and tried hard to keep her spirits up. Timmy also missed the pretty little girl and talked about her constantly.

There was a feeling of gloom in the household that Bob could not overcome, no matter how hard he tried. He teased Janice playfully and gave her presents. He spent more time with his son, even taking off from work to be with his family. The sex was still as good as always between the three, but, after fucking, depression would come over Janice and Timmy again. Although Bob missed the pretty girl just as much as his wife and son, he concealed his feelings in an effort to cheer them up.

Finally, early one afternoon, Janice admitted a woman into her home. The woman, an attractive person of perhaps thirty-five, was from the shelter, and from what Janice could gather, she held the final approval concerning Debbie. This woman, tall and slender with sharply pointed tits and a very tight, compact ass, seemed friendly enough as she asked her questions. Janice noticed her eyes more than anything else and realized that the woman's eyes seemed to reflect a deep, inner sensuality only vaguely concealed. Her mouth was full and sensual, and the woman had a habit of running her tongue over her bottom lip. The woman's name was Gina Bascom.

Janice showed Gina about the house, indicating the bedroom Debbie would occupy if approval was granted them. The woman seemed impressed, but Janice noted her eyes kept looking at Janice in a secretive way, appraising her. Also, Gina seemed to find many opportunities to touch Janice in some manner; touching her arm, brushing her hand over Janice's hand. Gina was, in fact, extremely friendly, yet she tried to maintain a cool detachment.

Later, sitting in the family room drinking coffee, the woman made a few notes on her pad. She smiled in a cool way when Janice confirmed the income her husband earned.

"That is certainly sufficient," Gina said. "Most applicants don't earn half that. Of course you know the state pays for the keep of a foster child?"

"That would not be necessary in our case," Janice told the woman. "As you can see. We want Debbie because we love her, no other reason."

"Then you would waive payment?"

"Yes, of course."

The woman gazed at Janice with piercing eyes, her tongue slowly running over her bottom lip. "That is certainly in your favor. We operate on a very tight budget, you know."

"If there is anything else that we can do," Janice replied, her voice dropping into a throaty whisper, "please tell me."

A heavy, tense atmosphere fell over them. Janice was nervous, hoping she had not read Gina Bascom wrong. If she had, Debbie would be lost to them without a doubt. The woman's eyes seemed to be gazing intently at Janice's thrusting tits. With a silent prayer, hoping she was not wrong, Janice sucked in a deep breath, making her shapely tits stand out even more. She crossed her long legs and allowed her skirt to hike high, almost to her lap. She kept her dark eyes on the woman. She thought she detected a spark of hot interest in Gina's eyes. She began to tremble inwardly, afraid she was making a mistake.

"I understand you have a son about Debbie's age," the woman said, and Janice caught the nervous tremble in Gina's now-husky voice.

"Yes, we do," Janice replied, her own eyes flashing messages to the woman. "Timmy loves Debbie. He's very depressed without her."

"Hmm... yes, I see."

The silence that fell between them was thick and oppressive. Gina kept her gaze on Janice, and then she began to move her eyes up and down Janice's curvy body. When Gina lit a cigarette, Janice saw the woman's hands shaking. She smiled to herself, feeling she had been right about Gina.

Finally, Gina seemed to realize what she was doing, what she was showing of herself. Her eyes jerked from Janice and she began to gather her notes together. She stood up and averted her eyes from Janice's.

"I think I have all the information I need," Gina said, her voice shaky and barely under control. "We'll be in contact with you soon, Mrs. Regis."

Janice followed the woman to the door, but she did not open the door. She stood facing the woman. Gina moved toward Janice, and they gazed at each other. "You're a very... attractive woman," Gina said to Janice.

"Thank you," Janice replied. "You're beautiful yourself."

"Oh, God!" Gina whimpered, her slender body shaking, her control failing. "Oh, dear God!"

Janice reached out and placed her hands on Gina's shoulders, peering deeply into her glassy eyes. Then, without a word, she pulled Gina toward her. Gina's mouth pressed against the warm, moist lips of Janice. Janice kissed Gina, and, suddenly, the woman had her arms around Janice, crushing her pointed tits into Janice's round, firm tits. Their tongues met, and Gina began to suck furiously on Janice's tongue.

Janice ran her hands slowly down the trembling woman's back and cupped Gina's tight ass cheeks. Janice squeezed her fingers into the compact flesh, and began to grind her cunt hard into Gina's crotch.

"Oh, I didn't want this to happen!" Gina wailed as Janice sucked her tongue from her wet mouth. "It makes it so difficult for me. But, damn it, I can't help myself! You're so attractive, so... so sexy!"

"I understand," Janice whispered. "I was attracted to you immediately, too."

"Do you... do you like..." The woman's words stuck in her throat.

"I like," Janice whispered, caressing Gina's tight ass, "girls as much as men."

A shiver of relief coursed through Janice when Gina cupped her ass and began to pull her skirt up. She kissed Gina again, and then the woman had her hands inside Janice's panties and was squeezing and feeling of her ass cheeks. Gina was breathing hotly by the time Janice placed her hand between the other woman's thighs, cupping her hot cunt and rubbing it.

Neither of them knew how it happened, but they found themselves in the master bedroom. Janice began to undress Gina who was shivering with excitement and no longer inhibited. When Janice had Gina naked, she stepped back to look at her. Her pointed tits were quite enticing, with long, rubbery-hard nipples. The cunt hair at the base of Gina's stomach was long and curly, an inviting triangle of desire. Then Janice removed her own clothing.

Climbing onto the bed with a lot of touching, they lay side by side, hugging and kissing, squeezing tits. Gina finally sucked one of Janice's nipples deeply into her mouth and sucked strongly on it, her hand feeling between Janice's hot thighs. A finger entered Janice's cunt, and she writhed her ass as Gina fingerfucked her.

"So very hot," Gina murmured as her hands ran all about Janice. "You're so very, very hot! Looking at you, feeling your beautiful body, makes me want to... want to do things!"

Gina rolled on top of Janice, pressing her pointed tits down onto Janice's firm, thrusting tits. She twisted her hairy cunt into Janice's quivering pussy. "I want to fuck you!" Gina mewled, grinding her tits into Janice's. "God, how I want to fuck you!"

Janice held Gina's small ass tightly and pressed her pussy upwards, spreading her thighs. She wrapped her legs around Gina's naked hips as the woman began to rub and twist her cunt against Janice's pussy. Janice could feel the rubbery clit of the woman smashing against hers, and she cooed in pleasure.

Gina finally sat back on her heels, lifting Janice's thighs toward her shoulders. She peered at Janice's bushy cunt, then spread the lips of her own pussy. She pressed her wet cunt lips against those of Janice's pussy and began to rub their cunts together. Finally, she lay down again, and they scissored their legs together, cunts pressing tightly into the other. They clawed at each other's ass cheeks as they ground against each other furiously, cunt to cunt.

"Ohhh, so good!" Gina whimpered. "I'm going to come! My God... I'm going to come!"

"Me, too!" Janice mewled, rubbing her pussy in a frenzy against Gina's hairy cunt. "Your cunt is rubbing my pussy so nicely! I can feel your juice on my pussy and I love it! Fuck me with your cunt! Fuck my pussy with your hot pussy! Oh... Oh... Ohhhh!"

Both of the women came in shuddering waves of ecstasy, their fingers digging into each other's creamy flesh. They lay together, their legs still scissored, for a long time. Finally, Gina lifted her head, a happy smile on her lovely face. "That was the best fuck I've ever had," she said. "You're very good, Mrs. Regis."

"Maybe it's because I love to fuck," Janice said, smiling at the woman.

"Do you like to... to..." A warm flush came over the woman's face.

"Eat pussy?" Janice finished. "I love to lick a tasty cunt!"

With a squeal of delight, Gina suddenly turned around on the bed, facing Janice's feet. Gina shoved her face between Janice's hot, smooth thighs and began to kiss hungrily at her cunt. Janice pulled at the woman's legs until she had Gina straddling her face. She arched her hairy cunt upwards, pressing her pussy against the greedy mouth of this erotic, horny female. She gripped Gina's small ass cheeks and looked up into that hairy, wet cunt. She darted her tongue out and lapped up and down Gina's puffy cuntlips, tasting her hot pussy juices. Closing her lips about Gina's distended clit, Janice began to suck hard, flicking the tip of her tongue over the explosive clit.

Gina gripped the cheeks of Janice's ass and delved her tongue as far as she could into the clinging cunt of Janice. Janice rolled and bounced her ass up and down, her own tongue licking and stabbing furiously. They grunted and mewled, thrashing about on the bed, their mouths pressed hungrily into each other's cunts. Their breathing was loud in the bedroom, and their hands were never still. They rubbed at one another's assholes, ran their tongues over the tightly puckered assholes, then returned to tonguefuck each other in a hot frenzy. They were coming time and again, in strong, overwhelming waves of intense pleasure.

Finally, exhausted, they pulled apart and lay there gasping, glowing with the heat of ecstasy. They caressed one another, murmuring softly.

It was almost three in the afternoon before they finally dressed. There was no longer any shyness between them. They chatted like close friends now, but no mention was made of Debbie. Back in the family room, Janice poured more coffee.

"You know, I didn't really catch your name," Janice laughed. "I was so nervous I wasn't paying any attention when you arrived."

"I know what you mean, Janice," the woman said. "I felt it as soon as I saw you. I am Gina Bascom."

"Well, Gina," Janice smiled warmly, placing her hand atop Gina's. "It looks as if we have a lot in common, doesn't it?"

"This is the first time this has happened to me," Gina said. "I mean, in my work. I've had other girls--and men, too, of course--but I've managed to keep my hands off attractive women I have to see in my job."

"Are you concerned about it?" Janice asked.

Gina turned to Janice, her eyes warm. "Somehow I'm not. I feel... well, comfortable, as if I've known you for years."

Janice thought a bit, then said, "You should meet my husband and son, Gina. Do you really have to go so soon?"

Janice saw the nervousness start to come back over Gina. "Oh, please, don't worry," Janice said quickly. "Bob is a wonderful man, and so is my son. They'll make you feel as comfortable as I do. Please, stay and have dinner with us, at least."

Janice saw the thoughts behind the woman's eyes, and felt a fear once more. "Are you trying to say," she said slowly, fright in her voice, "that we won't get Debbie?"

Gina looked at Janice for a long time. "What we've done makes a difference in my decision, Janice. I can't lie about that."

"But... but we've just..."

"I know," Gina replied. "That's what makes the decision so hard for me. I know that Debbie will have a good home here with you. It's quite obvious to me that you love her very much."

"We do!" Janice said. "Bob and I, and our son, Timmy, love her like our own. Please, you must allow her to stay here, Gina!"

Before Gina could reply, Timmy came bouncing into the house. He stopped quickly when he saw the strange woman sitting there, talking to his mother.

"This is Timmy," Janice said. "Timmy, this is Gina Bascom... from the shelter."

Timmy stood gazing at the woman, his eyes wary. "Where's Debbie?" he asked, hostility in his young voice. "Why didn't you bring my sister home?"

"Timmy!" Janice said angrily.

"No, please," Gina said, placing her hand on top of Janice's. "Let him say what he wants. I think I understand his feelings." She looked at Timmy, waiting. "Go ahead, Timmy, say what you want. I won't get mad, I promise."

"Go away!" he said, balling his small fists up. His eyes glared at Gina. "I want all you people who took my sister away to leave us alone! You're hateful!"

"Timmy!" Janice said again. "Stop it! Right now!"

But her son ignored her. "I don't like you coming here, snooping around, trying to find any reason you can to keep my sister away! You better bring her home or I'll... I'll..." He started to cry.

Gina and Janice sat there, watching him sob. Then, just as Janice started for her son, Gina got to her feet and walked to Timmy. She pulled him into her arms and hugged him against her pointed tits, holding him. "There now, Timmy," she said in a soft, understanding voice. "I know how hurt and angry you are."

Timmy shouted, "Don't touch me! Just go away!"

But Gina held him tightly, kissing the top of his head. "Debbie will be home soon, baby," she said. "I promise you, your sister will be home before the end of the week."

Janice squealed in delight and jumped to her feet. "Do you mean it, Gina?"

"I know she belongs here, Janice," Gina said, smiling at Janice. "This is her home and her family. Yes, Debbie will be here by Friday."

Timmy threw his arms around Gina, hugging her tight. "I'm sorry," he said. "I'm sorry for what I said about you. I don't hate you! I love you!"

Gina kissed the top of his head, then drew away. "I have a son, a few years older than you, and he's always wanted a sister, too, so I understand."

Janice could not resist hugging Gina. She kissed her warmly on the lips, and Gina blushed, looking at Timmy with fearful eyes. Janice saw Gina's expression and laughed.

"Don't worry about my son, Gina," she said.

Gina turned her hazel eyes on Janice, a question in them. Janice smiled happily and nodded her head. "You may as well know about that, too," Janice said.

"You mean..." Gina's eyes opened wide. "You and your son are... can it be true?"

Janice nodded her head, grinning broadly. "And my husband is aware, so don't worry about that."

"Debbie?" Gina asked.

Now Janice hesitated. She licked her lips nervously and dropped her shining eyes to the floor. Gina guessed the truth anyway. "Well that does make a difference," Gina said.

"Oh, God!" Janice whispered. "Now we'll never get her back. I've fucked it up good, didn't I?"

Gina began to laugh. She sat on the couch, laughing so hard that tears came to her eyes. Finally she looked up at Janice and Timmy, her eyes bright. "This is wonderful!" Gina said. "You don't know how wonderful this is! My God, the times I've looked at that beautiful, sexy little girl and wanted to fuck her!"

Janice stared at Gina, understanding coming to her. "You mean we can have Debbie, after all, Gina?"

"God, yes!" Gina cried happily. "You can most assuredly have her back."

Janice cried and ran to Gina, hugging her tightly as she dropped to her knees before Gina. "Oh, thank you, Gina!"

But Gina was looking at Timmy. "Janice, would it be all right if I..."

Janice lifted her face and saw Gina looking at Timmy. She understood right away. She smiled, nodding her head. "If Timmy wants to, you know you can, Gina."

Timmy looked at his mother and the woman, not understanding what was going on. "If I want to what, Mom?"

"Timmy," Janice said, her eyes flashing hot signals to her son, "would you like to fuck Gina?"

Timmy's eyes opened wide as he looked at the woman, and his cock swelled up inside his pants. As he gazed, Janice slid Gina's dress up. Gina lifted her ass so Janice could shove it to her waist. Then Janice pulled the lacy bikini panties down and off. Gina sat on the couch, her legs spread wide, her hairy cunt revealed to the hot eyes of Timmy. Gina's eyes were as hot as his, and she licked her lips with anticipation.

"I love a little boy like Timmy," Gina said in a hoarse voice. "I seldom get to enjoy a fuck by one, though. God, I just love little boys to pieces!"

"Timmy is going to fuck you, Gina," Janice said, sliding her hand up Gina's thigh and caressing her bubbling cunt. "Timmy will fuck you, and he's good at fucking." She said to her son, "Come here, baby, and take your cock out. Gina's cunt is very hot and wet."

Timmy dropped his pants to the floor, then went to his mother and Gina. Gina grabbed his cock and stroked his prick, cooing softly as she writhed her ass on the couch. Gina pulled him down onto the couch next to her. She could not resist bending down to kiss his cock wetly, running her tongue over the dripping piss hole.

"Ooooo, I'm going to fuck this beautiful cock for you, Timmy!" she cried with pleasure. "I'm going to fuck you until you come all over my hot, hairy cunt!"

Gina held her dress high, then scooted her ass over until she was sitting on him. Her back pressed against his chest, and Timmy immediately clutched her pointed tits, digging his fingers into the flesh. Janice knelt at their feet. Gina's cunt writhed and tried to get Timmy's cock into her pussy. She reached out and held Timmy's prick, then, with her other hand, Janice spread the hairy lips of Gina's cunt. She fit her son's cock into Gina's pussy, and Gina sighed with pleasure, her legs spread on each side of his.

"Fuck him, Gina!" Janice urged hotly. "Fuck my son! Fuck his hard cock with your hot cunt! Oooo, this is beautiful! Fuck him good, Gina!"

Janice, seeing her son's cock fuck into Gina's stretching pussy, leaned forward and began to lick at the distended clit. She ran her tongue up and down Gina's clit, over her son's glistening cock and down to his balls. She lapped up and down Timmy's balls and cock and licked Gina's cunt as Gina squirmed, mewling with ecstasy.

"Ohhh, fuck me, Timmy!" she sobbed. "Fuck my hot pussy! Oooo, Janice, lick my cunt... suck his balls! Ohhh, licked and fucked at the same time! I love it! Ohh, how I love this! A cock up my cunt and a tongue licking us both at the same time!"

Gina was coming already, yelping happily. She pressed at the back of Janice's head, barely managing to hold her crotch up so Timmy could fuck up into her cunt. She was shaking wildly, her eyes squeezed tight, her mouth open. She gasped and panted hotly.

"Oh God, I'm coming so fucking much!" Gina wailed loudly. "I won't ever stop coming! Fuck me, Timmy! Lick me, Janice! Ooooo, a cock and a tongue... so fucking good!"

Janice lapped hungrily at the hairy cunt and hard cock as her son fucked the ecstatic woman. She could feel her son's cock throbbing powerfully as she tasted the fluids of Gina's cunt, and she knew when he started to come. She felt his cock jerk and spurt, then come juice spurted into Gina's pussy. Some of the cock juice dripped out, and Janice was quick to lick it up. She whimpered as she licked and sucked, her own cunt boiling over with erotic sensations, and she swayed and writhed her ass, coming as she knelt there, her face pressed against that cock and cunt.

Gina slumped exhaustedly to Timmy's side, panting and looking with filmy eyes, hardly believing what had happened. Janice sat on her heels, her face smeared with come and pussy juice, smiling happily. Timmy sprawled there, breathing hard, his cock and balls wet.

Finally, he said, "Now can we have my sister back?"

Gina laughed and hugged him. "I told you so, didn't I? Oh, you're so sweet, Timmy!"

Chapter 8