Dude, You Slept With My Mom

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(Bucket-List Progress: Week 27 - 63/104 = 60.58%)

(Bucket-List Progress: Week 27 - 63/104 = 60.58%)

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~~~ Week 27 - Saturday ~~~

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Karen, Lona, and I woke up and fucked again. This time, Karen was on her back. I knelt between her thighs and fucked her cunt. Lona rode her face. Lona and I made out together as we fucked the curvy redhead. I groped and tugged on Lona's tiny tits with one hand - and Karen's floppy milkers with the other one.

When Karen's pussy clenched at the same time that Lona moaned into my mouth, I exploded inside of the redheaded female truck driver's churning depths. After we got done cumming together, Lona tried to suck the jizz from her friend's pussy while Karen cleaned me up.

We made out together and then the girls announced that it was time to get our load dropped off. Karen climbed behind the wheel, Lona took shotgun, and I sat on the mattress and watched traffic as we neared our destination.

We pulled off of the highway and drove to the little depot. As we pulled in, Lona glanced back at me and told me to hide in the back.

"What's up?" I asked.

"There should be two or three guys waiting to unload this shit," she told me. "Him standing there by himself tells me that he's going to try to convince us to do his shit for him. I don't want him thinking that we brought our own muscle with us."

"I'll work if he pays," I told her.

"He won't - not unless he's really fucking desperate," Lona answered. "Just stay hidden until we see what's going on."

Karen skillfully turned the rig around and backed us up to the dock. The girls got out, locking the cab as they went. I heard them arguing with the guy on the dock and then I saw two sketchy fuckers slip in through the gate out by the road. One had a piece of pipe in his hand. The other had his hand in the pocket of his hoodie.

The bad guy with the pipe went down the passenger's side. The other fucker came down the driver's side. I waited for them to pass before I crawled out of the sleeper, got my shoes on, and eased the door open to investigate.

The guy on my side of the truck had a pistol in his hand. I pushed the door open until I could slip out. The girls and the dockworker were behind the trailer and couldn't see me - which also meant that they wouldn't give me away. The guy with the pistol was calling out orders to the other guy and covering him. He wasn't paying attention to me.

I eased the door shut, slipped up behind him, grabbed his right wrist with my left, spun him to face me, and put a fist right between his eyes. He barely saw me before he was out. When I punched him, the back of his head smashed against the trailer hard enough to make it sound like a gong. I peeled my shirt off and grabbed up the pistol.

I heard the other fucker yelling and heard him ordering the girls to hold still. He was heading my way. I crouched down, right beside the loading dock, and waited for him to lean over the side to look at his buddy. He had just registered my presence when I jumped up, grabbed his throat, and then tucked my legs under me - using my weight to yank him down and flip him off of the concrete ledge.

He screeched as he toppled forward. When he hit the packed gravel ramp, he landed hard enough that it knocked all of the wind out of him. He was still trying to figure out how to breathe again when I kicked the pipe away.

I could hear the dockworker calling 9-1-1. I stood, shirtless, over the two thieves - or whatever they were. I spotted a third guy across the road from the entrance - a lookout of some kind. He saw that I had spotted him and he took off like his ass was on fire. I told the girls what I'd seen and described him. They came down and stood with me.

We made sure the two criminals stayed on the ground until a squad car pulled up. We answered the questions that the officer had for us - and then a paddy wagon arrived. The two guys were escorted to the transport and packed away. The cops collected the two weapons as evidence. I told them about the third guy.

They finished up their notes and thanked us and then left. I pulled my shirt back on.

The dockworker told the girls that he was shorthanded but promised to pay us to help him unload. The girls told him to show us the cash. He said that he didn't have any on him. They told him to call his boss or call for help or start unloading but that we had a schedule to keep.

He grumbled and hem-hawed for a couple more minutes and then he got out his wallet and started unfolding hundred-dollar bills. The girls told him that we'd each take two and we'd get him taken care of. He complained that his boss wouldn't pay him back and they told him that we'd all sign whatever paper he wanted us to sign.

In the end, we each signed with our names and our phone numbers. He gave us $200 each. We opened the back of the trailer and used the pallet jacks to get everything off of the trailer and onto the dock - inside of the doors.

Two hours after we pulled into the place, we were finally leaving again.

The two truck drivers decided that we had earned a nice lunch for ourselves. They began working out where we would be when mealtime rolled around - so that they could find the best place to eat without having to fuck up their schedule any more than we already had.

I managed to give both of them another creampie before we stopped for our midday meal. We were a little underdressed for the place they had selected but - when the waiter asked if we could pay for everything we had ordered - we just held up the cash.

"You print those yourselves?" he asked, grinning broadly. "I'll be right back with your drinks."

He also brought us a basket with fancy bread and some real butter. He didn't even complain when we asked him for a second basket.

I had trouble finishing my steak - but the girls said that I either had to eat it or leave it - there was no taking it with us - so I choked it down.

We each spent about $75 on food and drinks. When the waiter brought the check, we each threw one of our hundred-dollar bills on top of the thing and then gave it back to him. He had ended up being a much nicer guy than I had expected when the three of us sat down. He fist-bumped me on our way out of the place.

Lona took a nap while I rode shotgun. When she woke up, she and Karen traded places. I told them that I could fuck them each once more but they had already decided - after hearing a few of my stories - that they had gotten a lot more than most of the other moms had gotten. They were starting to feel a little guilty about having me all to themselves. They had also made me call Emily so that they could apologize to the rest of the team for dragging me away from my work.

Emily and April told the pair that they were sweet and considerate. Alissa told them to tie me up and rape me - which made them laugh. Brian told them that he wished he was me - and then yelped when Alissa pinched him. Lona and Karen thought their shenanigans were hilarious and they told me that I had a great team. They laughed when I told them that I already knew that.

We pulled back into the truck stop around three o'clock in the afternoon. I gave the pair hugs and kisses and then headed off for the Corolla. As I got close, I saw that Laurie had camped out beside my vehicle. She was leaning against the car, waiting for me. She stood up and brushed the side of the car off when she saw me approaching.

"What's up?" I asked her.

"You wouldn't be willing to pay for a quick fuck, would you?" she asked.

I reached into my pocket and took out the other $100 bill from the dockworker. I handed it to her.

"Please try to take care of yourself," I told her.

She grabbed my collar, kissed me, picked up her backpack, and hustled off.

I got into the Corolla, started it, and headed for the exit. As I pulled onto the road, I saw Laurie knocking on the door of one of the semi-tractors parked in the truck stop parking lot - and then straightening her short, smudged skirt. I just shook my head and kept driving.

By the time I swapped vehicles and got back to the house, the girls were just pulling up in the landscaping truck.

"You guys just finished?!" I asked. "I thought you said you'd be done early."

April started laughing.

"We would have been done early," she reported, "but little Ms. Over-Achiever decided that we needed to add a few extra special touches."

I turned my attention to Emily. She blushed.

"I *may* have gone a little overboard," Emily admitted.

"The Mayor was crazy happy though," April said, giddily, squeezing my lavender-headed lover. "He would *not* shut up! I took a video for you. I think we might even be able to get his permission to put a snip of it on the website."

I wrapped my arms around both of them.

"You two are something else," I told them.

"You owe us!" April demanded. "I want that tongue of yours buried in my needy cunt while I shower - and then I want to be fucked hard before we go to dinner. Apparently, our favorite stylist has been missing us. She's taking us out tonight and then we're spending the night at her place."

April hip-checked me and gave me a lewd grin.

"Emily told her that the only way we could stay over was if she came to church with us ..."

I laughed as April made her eyebrows bounce up and down.

"I'm gonna have tons of things to ask for forgiveness for by tomorrow morning," the sexy blonde said - in a tone that was somewhere midway between seductress and seraph.

We headed into the house and got naked. I ate both of them to climax while they showered and then the two of them helped me clean up. We moved to the bed and I made them both cum again. Emily told me to give April my load. I followed her instructions to the letter.

Emily was sitting on April's hands and pulling on the blonde's nipples as I held the blonde's knees in my hands and slammed my cock into her as she hung over the side of the bed. April's eyes rolled up into her forehead and she squirted when she came. I had to get a wet washrag to clean us both up. We also ended up giving the carpet a quick once-over.

We packed overnight bags and got into the Civic to go meet Jennifer Ward for dinner. April practically sat on the woman's lap during our meal. Her fingers were being naughty and Jennifer was more than ready to head home when we finally left the restaurant.

To start off, we each took turns eating her out and making her cum. When she'd endured a full round of that, the girls had her mount me - reverse cowgirl - and then lean back against me. I slid my penis in and out of her - banging the hell out of her G-spot - as the girls licked and nibbled her clitoris, vulva, and the entrance to her vagina. Jennifer came explosively and both girls dove in to help clear away the mess. When she was ready to really be fucked, she spun around to face me. I held her ass in my hands, lifted her up just a little, and then proceeded to jackhammer my cock into her - slapping my balls against her ass as I pounded her. She came again - and then once more as I exploded inside of her.

She was done after that. We all lay together and relaxed. She asked the girls if they were going to take a turn with me and they informed her that they'd had their turn before we met her for dinner.

She gave me a shocked look and then just shook her head and kissed me. I closed my eyes and pulled her closer.

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~~~ Week 28 - Sunday ~~~

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As soon as we slid into the pew at church, Mom wanted to be introduced to Jennifer. I informed her that the woman was the one responsible for my new hair color.

Emily's stepmother, Peggy, greeted Jennifer but Emily's dad avoided making eye contact with any of us. At least he was still being civil.

By the time we finished church and lunch, Jennifer had invited everyone in our usual gang to her shop to do their hair. We ended up being there the whole day. I don't know how the woman stayed on her feet the whole time. We had a pretty good time, quite honestly, sitting around and carrying on.

Emily, April Alissa, Lena, Maggie, Mom, and Elise all got a shampoo, a trim, and a quick style. They all gushed about how nice Jennifer was. I had already pulled the blonde aside and promised her as many orgasms as she wanted for making all of the women feel so pampered.

As afternoon moved towards evening, April and Emily ran home to pack a change of clothes for us to spend another night with the stylist. They hit a drive-thru on the way back and brought dinner for all of us to share together as Jennifer finished up her work.

When my sister thanked Jennifer for everything - and started to leave - she gave me a knowing look. I pretended not to notice her - but she just gave me a shitty grin anyway. As long as she stayed quiet about my lecherous activities, I was mostly okay with her knowing what I was up to - I just didn't need her needling me about it all of the time. Being the well-behaved older sister, she got to play the pious role and leave me to attract all of the rumors and to be labeled the black sheep of the family. Quite honestly, I was enjoying my carefree lifestyle to its fullest and had no intention of decreasing the delightful decadence and depravity.

Once everyone else had left, we dragged Jennifer off to her bed for a second night filled with debauchery. She squirted twice before we finished with her. As we lay together to fall asleep, Jennifer told us that she would take this deal again anytime we wanted to give her another epic night of orgasms.

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~~~ Week 28 - Monday ~~~

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We woke early, showered with Jennifer, and headed for the house to trade April's Civic for the landscaping truck. We raced off to the nursery to meet Brian and Alissa so that we could gather the supplies to go start on the job for David Gorski.

It was another three-day job. This one included a water feature. Emily informed me that Brian had spent the last couple of evenings looking at the manual for the pump she had picked out to make this thing work. She said that he was confident that he could do what she had promised the client.

While the rest of us loaded the trucks, he went to the receiving area in the main building and located the pump and the other special items that went into the water feature. When he came back, he pulled me off to go help him grab the vinyl tub that would serve as the little pond at the bottom of the waterfall and babbling brook.

We got that loaded into Alissa's truck and then I left him with Emily to double-check that we had everything they needed for the special project. When we were done with everything else, we pulled Alissa's truck around to the pile of natural stones. Emily stood in the back of Alissa's truck and looked over her drawing - pointing each of us to whichever stones she thought would work best for what she had laid out.

We ended up arriving fifteen minutes late to the job-site because of the extra - and very specific - items that we had needed to bring with us. As the others started moving the rest of the supplies, I got out the heavy-duty cart that we were going to use to transport the stones from the truck to the work location - while trying to avoid creating ruts in the yard.

In the end, the others grabbed a couple wheelbarrows and we used all three things to move the pan-sized stones to where we needed them to be. When we got them to the spot, we ended up placing them on the toboggan - to try to keep from killing the grass.

In the end, It did not (as you might guess) work as well as we'd hoped. Thankfully, the grass recovered fairly quickly and Mr. Gorski was happy enough with the result of our work that he didn't mind babysitting the sprinkler that we set up to get the grass looking green again.

Once everything was in place, and April had taken her pictures, and Emily had done the walk-through, and we all had our tools ... I was remanded to the control of Brian - my new supervisor. April and Alissa laughed at the look on my face as Emily informed me that I was being demoted to peon.

As we walked to where we were going to build this thing, Brian apologized to me. I patted him on the shoulder, told him that he was the HMFIC, and just to make sure that we came out of this smelling like roses and I would have no problems.

"What's HMFIC?" Brian asked me.

"I'm told that - when officers are around," I explained, "the service members say that it means the 'Head Military Figure in Charge' ..."

"And when the officers are not around?" he asked, already grinning.

"MF changes from Military Figure to Mother Fucker ...," I told him.

He shook his head and laughed.

"So, Head Mother Fucker in Charge," I asked him. "What's first?"

Brian got out his diagram - that Emily had given him - and matched it to the pins and strings that she had already strung out. As he gave me directions, I followed them. Digging the hole for the little pond was the biggest pain in the ass. We got it mostly dug out and then used some powdered chalk to get the hole exactly the same shape as the vinyl pool. It was mostly an oval but had some odd edges to it.

That took far longer than I'd expected but - when Emily came to check on us - she was happy. She had Mr. Gorski with her. His eyes were sparkling as he watched the beginnings of the thing that he and Emily had designed together start to take shape.

After the pond was in, we started on the plumbing work. That moved forward until it was time to build the waterfall. There was a wooden frame underneath that needed to be built. Once that was done, the rest of the plumbing was hooked up by Brian while I started mixing cement to create the moldings that would hold the dirt, mulch, stone, and sand.

By the end of the first day, we had the skeleton in place. Mr. Gorski was an excitable fellow. He was also even more of a hugger than me. I don't know how many times he hugged Brian and Emily and me but it was a lot. When Alissa and April came over, he hugged them as well. The man was practically bouncing up and down.

When we headed home, April said she was going to try to get him to give us a video clip for the website as well.

"He's so darned cute!" the blonde exclaimed. "It's hard not to smile when he's excited. I just know people would sit at their computers with a silly-assed grin on their face when they watch him bouncing around like that and jabbering so excitedly."

Mr. Reynolds had already remarked to her about how much of a response he'd gotten from the video clip that Mayor White had agreed to let us post. I was confident that the blonde vixen was pretty savvy when it came to knowing what our potential customers would respond to.

"What are our plans tonight?" I asked Emily.

"We're taking Mom to dinner and then April and I are going grocery shopping while you take my mother back to our place and make her scream. When she's finally had enough of you, go drop her back at your mother's house and then you're off-duty until Hot Stuff and I get home with the groceries - at which point you're an indentured servant until we get everything into the house."

"After that, you're my special little fuck-toy until I cum my brains out and fall asleep," April said, leering at me across Emily's lap.

Emily laughed and kissed her.

We showered together and got dressed. I took the landscaping truck to pick up Emily's mother. I got out and opened the door for her and helped her climb inside. She giggled at me when I squeezed her butt as I did.

We headed off to meet the girls at the burger joint. Lena complained that burgers and fries weren't really part of her diet. Her daughter told her that she was free to order a salad. She ended up ordering their version of a Big Mac and some fries. She tried to shove some of the fries off on me but I already had more than I wanted. I told her to just eat what she wanted and we'd throw the rest away. I assured her that I was going to do the same with my pile.