Karyn had been quite busy for the last hour. She had come home, taken care of her chores, fucked her mom to a screaming orgasm with a double ended strap-on (not that there was any such thing as a single ended one), finished unpacking, ridden her dad while uncle Chuck, her dad's coworker and her godfather, had crammed his cock up her tight ass, and put in an order for a bunch of books from Amazon, having depleted her supply of reading material in NYC.
Giving her dad his customary farewell blowjob, she had run over to the bus stop to catch a ride to John's. Karyn often marveled at her luck with buses; they always seemed to be turning the corner just when she got to the stop. Karyn got on, put her fare in the meter, and then looked for an open seat. The handicapped seating was occupied by James Madison from down the street who was being ridden by an extremely large-breasted black girl Karyn didn't know, while the girl sucked on Peter Norton, the 92 year old college professor who was often mistaken for Sean Connery. Mellisa Smith and Karolyn Kummings, 2 cheerleaders, were in a heated 69 on the other side. The driver had a statuesque blond on his cock; she was draped across the steering wheel as he did her from behind. Two girls pushed past Karyn and exited the bus onto 5th street, which was 8 miles from Karyn's house, even though the bus had never apparently moved.
The whole bus was paired up, and Karyn was trying to decide whether to go boy or girl, top or bottom, for her seating when she spotted an empty seat in the back. She headed over there, but when she arrived, she discovered that Jimmy Fushlonger was sitting there, lightly jacking himself to the scenery. Karyn and Jimmy were acquaintances who had known each other since grade school; he was a year younger than her. In fact, if she was remembering correctly, today was his 18th birthday.
For his part, Jimmy had been riding the bus into town like he normally did when he had the urge to blink. When his eyes opened again, he was staring directly into the swaying tits of Lana Lane, a fit blond who had been sitting next to him, as she was pounded doggy style over the back of the seat by a man who looked like a much younger version of the old geezer who had been sitting across the aisle. Jimmy had never seen a real life pair of boobs; there had been drawings in the textbooks and the "birds and bees" book that his parents had given him when he hit puberty, but nothing like this. He instinctively pulled down his pants ("How did they come off that easily?" he wondered momentarily, before the thought evaporated) and pulled out his cock, something he would never have dared to do a minute ago. He felt a hand move his away and looked down just in time to see Karyn plunge her mouth down the full length of his prick...
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"Ah...Sorry, Mom?" John replied, somewhat befuddled. The woman standing above him looked just like his mom did in the pictures he had seen from her modeling days, back when she was a teen. Her breasts had shrunk slightly from their slightly saggy selves, but now rose large and firm off her chest, and her paunch was gone. Her hair was also brown again; it had changed to blond after her first pregnancy. In fact, her flat stomach even featured a navel piercing, despite her firm stance again both piercings and tattoos. John could tell this because she was in a white belly bearing halter top and a pair of black hip-huger shorts, which gave him a great view of her barely covered cunt as he looked up from his sitting position.
She leaned down and put her hand on his head. "Are you feeling okay, honey?" she asked, somehow making the question both innocent and sexy at the same time. Her hands began to wander, first over his face, then his body... |