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The Paperboy Chapter 5: A Mother, Daughter Tryst

"Paperboy Collects More than Cash Visiting Customers Who Have Playtime on Their Minds"

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The paper route customers returned from their vacation about a week after the late-night pool party. I made sure there was no evidence of our little orgy so the Johnsons and the Crawfords continued to think of me as a responsible teenager they could trust to keep an eye out on their ritzy homes while they were gone.

When it was collection time for the paper -- I went door to door to my 100 customers each month to collect the subscription fee in the days before online paying -- my buddy Steve tagged along for the exercise and to see if we might get lucky with some of the hornier customers that I had been lucky enough to sample.

When we got to the Jonhson residence, Candace and her mother, Jerry Crawford, were in the living room enjoying a cup coffee. Mrs. Crawford was shorter than her daughter, not an inch over five-feet tall, but her tits were rounder, G cups at least. She had a nice tight ass I had admired on many occasions when I saw her around her pool. Her delicious hips had been spread by babies and her sixty-some years of life, but were a perfect complement to her solid, top-heavy frame.

Mom was wearing a rather tight denim shirt-dress that accentuated her curves. The buttons were undone and from the front-door windows, we could see a black lace bra held her giant tits in place and exposed deep, enticing cleavage. Candace, the middle-aged daughter, was in short shorts and an untucked, half-unbuttoned men’s dress shirt. She had no bra on, and her nipples were erect, just like my cock was getting at the sight of these hot mothers.

Before ringing the doorbell, we watched the two vixens. When they laughed, their tits jiggled in their clothes. They crossed and uncrossed their legs, exposing meaty thighs and offering quick glimpses at their mature crotches. I swear I saw some public hair peeking out Candi’s shorts and the blood began filling my adolescent cock.

I rang the bell, and we waited for Candace to come to the door. Steve touched himself and said, “These older ladies just might make me cum in my pants.”

I wondered if my hard on was obvious as the door opened, and a horny goddess stood before us.

“I bet you boys are here for some money,” she said beaming with a big smile of pearly whites. “Come in while I get you some.” She turned, giving us a great view of her tight shorts and round ass cheeks as she walked into the house. “Mother, the paper boy is here to collect. He did such a good job taking care of things while we were gone, he might just deserve a tip. And he brought a friend!”

This seemed too damn good to be true. But we were not about to pass up the opportunity with this mother-daughter combo.

As we got to the living room, Mrs. Crawford had hiked her skirt up, exposing more leg and daring us to look toward her midsection. My dick surged in my pants when Candi walked back in the room, her shirt unbuttoned and a wad of cash in her hands.

"Now Tom," she said in a motherly tone that turned got my nut juice churning, "Mom and I were just talking about how women have certain needs, especially when their husbands are off golfing or out of town. And I told her about how you were so kind the other day when we, well, you know, when you ..."

Her voice trailed off and Mrs. Crawford continued. "What my silly daughter is trying to say, is that if you boys would like a regular position of taking care of us, well, we'd be happy to make it worth your time. We may not be young like your teenage girlfriends, but like fine wine, we like to think we're better."

She spread her legs and pulled her panties aside, exposing a completely shaven pussy mound. Candace, slipping her shirt off her shoulder to completely bare her delightful chest, sat down next to her mother and planted a big kiss right on her lips. My cock was fully engorged, and I could hear Steve's heavy breathing. We stared, not wanting to break the spell.

The younger woman, who had taken my cock juice deep inside her more than once, broke the thick silence. "This would be just our little secret, you know, some forbidden pleasure. Mom and I like young men."

"And older women, too," Mrs. Crawford said, pulling her dress over her head and exposing her giant tits for our teenage eyes.

The women embraced and rubbed their tits together. I heard a moan and thought my balls would erupt. Steve and I were frozen in place, hardly believing in our luck.

"If you boys want to take a seat and watch for a minute, may I suggest you take off your pants first?" Mrs. Crawford said. "It's not healthy for young hard cocks to be stuck inside. They need to breathe."

We did as we were asked, kicking off our shorts and freeing our fully erect penises. We marveled as these two hotties explored each other's mouths and tits. The breasts on the older of the two sagged a bit but remained full and her nipples stuck out invitingly. As we pulled off our shirts and prepared for the show from the overstuffed loveseat, Candace and her mom slipped off the sofa and onto the lush carpet. Their hands were in each other's crotch, rubbing their love buttons and eliciting animalistic moans and groans. Steve had his cock in a death grip, willing himself not to cum just yet.

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We sat next to each other; our legs spread. He reached for my cock and squeezed at its hardness. My ass came off the chair, and I thrust my maturity into the air, precum seeping from the slit as my eyes stayed glued on the wanton scene before me.

"Ahh, mom, l need you to lick me. Eat my sweet, horny pussy," Candace spewed when she pulled her lips off the very tits that had given her nutrition as a baby. "Ohh fuck. I love putting on a show for these little boys."

Mrs. Crawford changed position, and the women slid into a sixty-nine, each staring at the other's well-used pussy. She grabbed her daughter's ass and pulled it to her face. All I heard was a muffled sound from grandma. Candi let out a cry and bucked her hips into her mom's face.

Steve and I were jerking each other as we had done many times before. But today, we were just feet from a live sex show to keep us hot, not the crusty pages of a girlie magazine. We watched as the ladies humped each other, ass cheeks tightening as they thrust their labia into each other's mouths. Tongues flew back and forth across puffy lips and clits. We had never seen such depravity before from a couple of old ladies.

Steve was the first to let loose as I pounded his cock with my right fist.

"Oh yeah, Tommy Boy, beat my meat. Beat it, you fucker. It feels sooo good ..." and he trailed off before grunting like a beast. Indecipherably, he howled as he watched these two older ladies cavort in mad passion on the living room floor. "Take it, fucker, take my cum."

And the floodgates in his balls opened, sending string after string of white goo into the air and onto the carpeting of this river-view home. I kept pumping, not letting up, my hand a blur on his four-inch penis. His cum provided some lubricant and my fist kept going faster and faster on his slick stick until he finally pulled away, spent. I looked at his cock, red from the beating and pulsing from the orgasm. Cum dribbled out of the slit in his helmet and he stoked it a time or two for good measure. My own penis was rock hard and felt like it would burst at any minute.

"Mom, oh, mom," Candace said. "You got me. Keep going."

We turned our attention back to the action on the floor and Mrs. Crawford showed no signs of stopping. Candace was pumping her pussy against her mom and was lapping and her mother's twat at the same time. The two were about to set each other off and we had the best seats in the house.

Before they crested the orgasm cloud, I got out of my seat and walked over to where these horny blondes were about to explode. I was stroking my 8-inch cock as my ball sac tightened and I prepared to unleash a hot torrent of baby juice onto these two. I stood above them and wanked.

"Oh ladies," I said as they heaved, bucked, moaned, and groaned. "This is so fucking hot. I'm going to fucking cum all over you. I am going to ..."

The women were grunting and panting like feral beasts as their climax left puddles of pussy lube on the floor between their thighs. When the convulsions stopped, they broke their embrace and prepared for a flood of teenage ejaculation. On their backs beneath me, they leered upward as I continued to assault my cock. Steve came over and stood behind me, cupping my balls with one hand and rubbing his semi-hard cock in the crack of my undulating ass.

"OK, Tom, let them have it," he said with a sneer. "Give these bitches a load."

That is all I needed. With a few more thrusts on my concrete-hard pole, I knew I had crossed the goal. Steve saw how swollen my head had become and he tightened the grip on my ball sac. I grunted and cussed and the cum rose out of my cock, exploding from the helmet. High into the air it flew before dropping right on Candace's face. I then aimed for mom, and a string of white cum landed on her giant tits. I kept pumping, kept unloading on these two. They angled for a taste of my juice, straight from the faucet as I pointed the tip toward their faces. After a dozen spurts, my balls were drained.

"Oh Jesus," I said. "Oh, my fucking God."

I sunk to the floor beside the two, where Steve had already planted himself, rubbing my cum into Mrs. Crawford's tits. His cock was hard again.

"Well, boys," Mrs. Crawford said. "What do you think of a couple of old ladies now? Ready to play some more?"

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