Dude, You Slept With My Mom

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(Bucket-List Progress: Week 27 - 58/104 = 55.77%)

(Bucket-List Progress: Week 27 - 58/104 = 55.77%)

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~~~ Week 27 - Monday (Halloween) ~~~

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The girls and I rolled out of bed, showered, dressed, and headed for the nursery to grab our supplies for the new week - and the third day at the Avery homestead. Emily called out items from the list on her tablet computer and the other three of us ran to retrieve them and got them loaded into the trucks - smaller items in Alissa's and larger ones in mine.

Our system was now so well-established in our minds that it was almost muscle-memory. Brian looked over Emily's shoulder and watched us scurry back and forth. He shook his head in disbelief at how quickly we moved - every step optimized by my lavender-headed lover's planning.

"It's like watching an army of ants...," he said to her as I dropped two bags of mulch into the bed of my truck.

"Soon you'll be just another drone for the queen," I teased him.

He grinned at me.

Alissa came at me carrying three bags of mulch - one under each arm - with a third balanced on top of her head. She was grinning from ear to ear.

"Out of the way, slug!" she taunted.

I swung my hand at her ass - to retaliate - but she side-stepped me. She even managed to do it without losing her load. Brian laughed at the two of us.

I glanced back to scowl at her. She nodded her head, toppling the bag from her head onto the two that I had dropped into the bed of the truck already. She turned to look at me and stuck out her tongue.

"Sam!" Emily called out. "One bag of mulch and five of fill dirt."

"I'll take one and two," I called. "Can't have the princess showing me up."

"I've got the other three," Alissa called out. "I can't have the pip-squeak catching me."

Brian laughed and shook his head at us as the two of us raced each other to retrieve our loads and get them into the truck. I had to go to the mulch pile first. I tried to balance the bag on my head but it wouldn't stay.

"Trouble, fat-dick?" Alissa teased.

I settled the bag onto the back of my neck, across my shoulders, and ran for the stack of bagged dirt. She was almost already there after having dumped off her previous set. I set my arms like the forks on a forklift and scooped up three bags of dirt. We only needed two more.

Alissa saw what I had done and tried to hip-check me as I passed her. Between my larger body and the first 50-pound bags I was carrying, I had enough mass to take the hit and keep moving. I cackled with laughter all of the way to the truck.

"We're even!" I called out to her as she came behind me with the last two bags.

"Fucking cheater...," she snarled.

April dropped two potted shrubs off into the bed of Alissa's truck and turned to Emily.

"Done," she announced.

"Load up!" Emily ordered.

Brian headed for Alissa's truck while the other three of us jumped into mine.

We pulled out of the nursery, onto the two-lane road, and headed for the Avery house.

When we arrived, Brian took up his position next to Emily again - watching how she managed us so that he could understand her orders when he was finally feeling well enough to join the crew.

This was the first day that he was planning to try to hang with us for the whole day. We had already warned him that he was going to be super-tired when we got done. I worried that he wouldn't have enough energy to keep up - all of the way through the day's Halloween activities that Emily, April, and Alissa had planned out. The former-prostitute, however, had whispered to me that Brian was so psyched-up about getting to show off the Iron Man costume that she didn't think anything short of Death was going to be able to stop him.

Once we were all busy working, Emily came over to where Alissa and I were spreading mulch.

"What's up?" Alissa asked her.

"Did Maggie catch you up on the shit with my dad?" Emily asked her.

I stopped to see what she was going to say. We hadn't talked about David after we had gotten home and I was curious to see what she was thinking.

"I'll help you," she said. "I can talk while we get this done. I don't want to slow us down and this might take a bit."

She stood and yelled at the other two, calling them over to join us.

"No sense in saying this twice," she told us while we waited for them to finish their task and head our way.

She got everybody working on the mulch and began talking.

Emily told Alissa that her father had appeared and - from what she could tell - was trying to cozy up to her mother because he had pissed Peggy off. Alissa laughed when Emily told her and Brian about the look on her dad's face when his girlfriend arrived and her mother had hugged the woman and turned on her dad.

She told Brian and Alissa that she had seen enough signs in her father's words and reactions that she had decided to take the chance to push him towards a golden pathway. She quickly relayed the basics of Sun Tsu's strategy from the "Art of War" on providing your opponent with an acceptable means of retreat - a "golden pathway" that either removed them from the conflict or put them in a position where it was harder for them to change their minds or counter-attack.

With Peggy and Lena being more in alignment than she'd seen up to that point - and with David lamenting that he was feeling trapped and powerless - she quickly moved to try to see if she could give Peggy the support that she needed - but also give her father something that he wanted - reconciliation with his girlfriend - if - for no other reason than to get his dick wet.

She told Alissa that she thought she had David set on the path that would work out better for everyone involved.

"He's still bitter and angry," I told my lavender-headed lover.

"He probably always will be," she replied. "I was actually super-glad to hear him tell Peggy that he didn't even finish one beer when he went out with his buddies. That's completely unlike the more recent version of him. It's more like he was when I was little..."

I nodded my head. I knew I was still scowling. David was a powder-keg - waiting for the chance to go off.

"At least, this way," I told her, "when he blows up, I'll be right there to smack the fuck out of him..."

"That's my other reason for doing this," she said, grinning somewhat evilly. "Peggy will feel closer to us and that should mean that - as soon as he fucks up again - she'll call or come by. My plan is that you'll be there as fast as possible to knock his ass out... again."

Brian spun to look at me.

"I don't think," I told Emily, "that I've ever actually knocked him out..."

"You're the only one that's touched him," she countered. "Would you have a problem knocking my father out?"

"Fuck, no...," I replied matter-of-factly.

She held her hands out - palms up - like I was making her point for her. I shrugged.

"We are going to do everything within our power," Emily stated, "to make sure that Peggy keeps my dad's balls drained."

She looked directly at me.

"Be nice to her," Emily said firmly, "but do not be flashing those baby blues of yours at her..."

"My eyes aren't even blue...," I complained.

"You know what I mean, Samuel Jackson Fowler," she retorted. "You can charm a nun out of her damned habit... You're dangerous."

I put my hands up in surrender. The others all laughed at the two of us.

Brian winked at me and said, "Yeah, my mother was a fucking virgin before you got to her..."

The girls all laughed so hard that they rolled to their backs on the ground. I fist-bumped Maggie's son.

"Nice," I told him.

He grinned.

"You guys still amaze me," he said. "You all seem to have all of your shit sorted. "Three weeks ago, I was so turned around that I didn't know which direction to go. You guys have this whole thing planned so well that you're busy, fixing your parents lives."

"Emily's the one with a plan," I told him. "That's because her dad requires one."

"Mom was a mess before she hooked up with you," he countered.

"Your mother has done as much or more for me - even without this stupid dare to fuck all of our classmates' mother's... She just needed a purpose. She keeps us all in line."

"Dude," Brian argued. "You - you - are her purpose."

"You kind of are," Alissa agreed. "She loves what she does - but she loves watching you bat those baby blues and turn these ladies' lives upside-down. She loves what she feels with you and she loves seeing that look on the other women's faces when they're with you. I have to admit that it's almost an addiction for me too. I don't want your cock for myself but I... It's so hard to describe. I watch you when you're in one of your sessions and I keep having to remind myself that this isn't some TV drama. It's that baby-faced fucker from the hotel hallway who stepped between me and a hostile male. You just do it so naturally. It's so fulfilling to watch. Hell, even Brian's getting addicted..."

"It's weird," Brian said quietly. "It's like a porno - but with actors and actresses that don't realize they're in a sex show."

He gave me a conflicted look.

"I definitely do not look forward to seeing your dick - but the emotions are so fucking raw, dude."

"Didn't hurt that your dick was in Alissa's mouth at the time, though, while you watched me with the nuns. Am I right?" I asked with a grin.

Brian's head spun towards Alissa.

"We watched him fuck them," Alissa told him, her eyes completely on his. "He and I talked about it afterwards. He's real with me; I'm real with him. We're all that way. We're only as close as we all are because we don't hide shit from each other."

"She's the real deal," I told Brian. "Do not even think about fucking up..."

"I'm not," he said quickly. "I just... It took me a bit to really *get* what you and Mom are. I *do* love what you guys have. I *want* that."

He got down on one knee in front of the former prostitute.

"I love you...," he told Alissa.

"Stop!" she gasped.

He immediately began to look worried. She dropped to her knees in front of him.

"The answer is 'yes' but please don't propose yet," she told him.

She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his.

"Yes?" he said, when she finished kissing him.

"Not yet," she said firmly, "but yes. Just keep doing exactly what you're doing. I'm in love with your mother and these crazy people right here. I desperately want for you to be a part of this with us. I cannot imagine being anywhere else in the world. Find your place in this group. I guarantee you that they are as accepting of you as you are of them. You're still getting used to how your mother fits into this whole mess and I totally get it. Sam has no filter and Emily and April are more addicted to his sexual escapades than he is. It is the most senseless thing that I could ever have imagined but - once you're in it - it makes the most sense of anything that I have ever experienced. I refuse to give this up - but I want you. I'm growing to need you. But I want and need you to be part of this. I have no plans to share you and I don't want to be shared. I only want to be yours - but I love April and Emily and Sam. I love your mother more than I love my own. My mother has an idea of what I've done. Your mother *knows* what I've done. She loves me almost as much as she loves you."

"I think she might love you more than me," Brian said.

The twinkle in his eye suggested that he might be teasing - but there was a depth there that hinted that he might actually believe that his words were true.

"I love you too," she said.

I realized that she was just now answering what he had said to her.

"Kiss me," she ordered.

Brian dropped to his other knee, wrapped his arms around the flaxen-haired beauty, and pressed his lips to hers. The kiss was nothing crazy - but it went for a really long time. Long enough that I looked at my bare wrist and tapped my foot impatiently.

"Shut up, you," Alissa said, glaring at me, when their lips finally separated.

After that, the party broke up. Brian, Emily, and April went to work on the flowers and small shrubs. Alissa and I finished filling in the big island-area with mulch to help control the weeds and unwanted grass that would be trying to find its way in.

Soon enough, we had passed the morning water break and Emily was calling us to quit for lunch. I dusted myself off and went to see how Brian was holding up.

"How are you doing?" I asked him.

"Good, I think," he answered.

Alissa came over and kissed him on the lips. I tried to swat her on the butt while they were kissing but she caught my hand and shoved it away.

She looked around for Emily but she was studying her tablet.

"April," she called out to the blonde, "get your horn-dog on a leash..."

"Yes, ma'am!" April replied.

She bounced over, bounded into my arms, and kissed me hard. I gripped her butt in my hands, holding her up off of the ground, and returning her kiss. I jumped when Alissa cracked me on the ass. She laughed at me as she and Brian headed for the truck.

At the restaurant, I warned the waitress that it probably wouldn't be much longer before Brian would be a regular customer. I told her that today was a trial - to see how much energy he ended up expending.

By the end of the meal, Brian was beginning to feel the drain. He tried to argue against it but we sent Alissa to Maggie's house to drop him off so that he could rest a bit before we spent the night out on the town.

When Alissa got back, we asked if Brian was still fighting her when she left. She told us that she'd left him on the couch and that his eyes were already growing heavy. She was confident that he would be glad she'd dumped him off when he woke up later.

We worked through the afternoon and then I reminded April to snap pictures of the progress that we'd been able to make on the Avery project through the course of the day.

She was grinning from ear to ear when she jumped into the truck beside Emily.

"Excited?" I asked her.

"You're gonna cum so fucking hard tonight," she promised.

"I came pretty hard the other day," I told her.

"Hurry and get home," she ordered. "We need to start getting that body tinting on you. I can't wait to suck your Incredible Hulking Dick."

I couldn't help but laugh at her.

"Maggie's sleeping over tonight," Emily announced.

"Oh, fuck!" April gasped.

She leaned around the pixie princess (who was on her phone) and leered at me.

"I'd like to spend some quality time with your sister," she teased.

"Be my guest," I told her. "I'm certain she doesn't want me around and I have no inclinations in that department."

"You fuck Emily and Lena, though...?" she questioned.

"I fucked them both individually and they don't mind sharing - or getting a little kinky with it - although I think Emily is maybe stepping back from that..."

Emily looked up from her device and said, "I still love how your cock throbs when you and Mom are sharing me. I know for certain that my Mother would do absolutely anything you asked of her to guarantee that she got your jizz dumped in her - after a good, hard fuck, of course."

She looked at April.

"I don't think Elise is into girls," Emily told her. "You can try. She's sort of like Alissa. She'll give Sam shit in a naughty sort of way - but I think you're barking up the wrong tree to try any kind of three-way with the two of them."

April stuck her lip out in a pout.

"Try whatever you want with my sister," I told her. "I need a few anchors in my life. She and Mom are that for me. I recognize that they are sexual creatures. With all we've put Brian through lately, I'm a bit nervous about if and when my mother might start dating. So far, she's shown no inclination - but that doesn't mean that it won't happen. In my sister's case, I'm admittedly curious about who she might end up with - but not curious enough to talk to her about it."

April studied my face.

"I love you - and lust you," she said.

"Same," I told her. "I just..."

She held up her hand to stop me from elaborating.

"I get it. I don't want to share you with my mother either," April said. "I just realized - like you mentioned - that's a definite no-go for me. I have no freaking problem watching you suck Jennifer Ward's pussy and slide your cock into Emily's mother or Maggie - but I'd rather you didn't fuck my mother again and - if you do - I don't want to be anywhere around."

"I love you, gorgeous," I told her.

"I love you, fat-dick," she replied.

"I love you both but let's get home," Emily said firmly.

Her face was still buried in the phone.

"We're here!" I told her.

We piled out of the truck and hurried inside. Maggie was waiting in the bedroom for us.

I laughed and asked, "Didn't want to change in front of your son?"

"I'm still not sure I should go...," she complained.

"You're going, sexy," Emily told her. "Get in the shower with us. Sam can pound you up against the wall to steel your nerves and drain his balls."

We all stripped off our clothes and got under the steamy spray. Maggie shrieked as I mashed her against the chilly wall of the shower. I squatted a bit, hooked my arms under her thighs to grab her ass, and slid her up the wall.

April squatted beneath her and sucked my dick until I was aching. She guided my cock to Maggie's slippery entrance and I let her body slide down - burying my cock inside of her.

"A perfect fit, every time, beautiful," I told her.

"You feel so good, Sam," she purred. "This wall is cold. Warm me up a bit..."

"Gladly," I answered.

She gripped her hands around my neck and kissed me as I slid her up and down on my cock. Emily came over to help April suck the MILF's plump tits.

I pressed my lips to Maggie's, moaning with lust as I watched her watching my cock appear and then disappear inside of her body. Maggie rubbed her hands over my back. I panted for air. I pressed my forehead to hers and looked deeply into her eyes. Maggie's breath caught in her throat.

I nudged the head of my shaft between the velvety inner lips at the mouth of her channel and held her there for a moment. Maggie purred at me. When I slid her back down onto my prick, Maggie's vagina squeezed my penis like a fist. I forgot how to breathe for a moment.

"Oh...," Maggie moaned.

"Fuck...," I groaned in reply.

I drove my prick as far inside of her channel as it would reach and just enjoyed the feeling of my entire length being completely enveloped within her heavenly realm.

"Don't stop...," Maggie moaned.

With my phallus still buried inside of her, I lowered my face for a moment and licked her right breast. Then I kissed the side of her neck. Maggie gave me a sultry look. I grinned at her. I pulled my length almost all of the way out of her hungry kitty - then pushed it back in again. My cock throbbed. I hissed and clenched my teeth together to stave off the inevitable. Maggie's eyes widened. I froze -- hoping to keep from erupting. Maggie cursed as her body trembled for a moment.

I lifted Maggie until the head of my prick was just nestled between the velvety inner lips at the mouth of her channel. Maggie purred at me.

"Back inside," she said, "back where you belong..."

I dug my fingers into the cheeks of her ass and gave her a hungry look.

"Getting close, beautiful," I warned her.

I pulled my length almost all of the way out of her pussy - then pushed it back again. Maggie mewled. The girls snuggled against Maggie's body and gave her kisses on the lips. I got kisses after them. I bounced her on my dick a few times and Maggie cursed as her body shuddered. I dug my fingers into her ass again. Maggie's eyes rolled back into her forehead. I growled at her. As I pounded into her, Maggie's pussy squeezed and milked my cock.