Episode Featuring Phoebe and Mike's Mother
"Hey, come on, Pheebs, it's just one day!" Mike encouraged.
"Yeah! One day! At your mom's fancy country club with all those stuck-up bitches!"
"C'mon, she invited you!"
"Yes! To her fancy country club filled with rich snobs!"
"I'll do whatever you want me to do."
"Even that thing you hate doing the most?"
"Yep."
"Deal!"
It was the day Phoebe agreed to accompany Mike's wealthy mother, Mitzi, to her exclusive spa day.
Phoebe felt uneasy being surrounded by the elite and high-society women, but it meant a lot to Mike, and as a favor, he promised to do her one huge favor in return.
"Morning, Phoebe, find your way here okay?" requested Mitzi.
"Yep, but they made me park my car in the back."
"Perfect, let's have breakfast and then we can start the day of pampering. I've planned everything for you - massages, facials, lunch, a steam, the works, consider it a little wedding gift."
"Oh, how posh!" Phoebe said with a fake accent, "Uh, sorry."
Mitzi left for her club business, vaguely mentioning she had 'club stuff' to attend to. (Although she actually had an affair with two of her yoga mates).
Lori, Mitzi's personal aide for the day, took Phoebe to the locker room.
"Here's your locker, and those are the robes, you have your massage in ten minutes, and please, indulge in the champagne," she said.
"Thanks."
Pheobe, certain in showing off her naked body, undressed and walked through the locker room to get her robe. As she moved, her breasts jiggled, her nipples standing tall, her pussy freshly shaven, and her ass tight and perfect. This caused the older, wealthy women to whisper and become aroused.
Lori led Phoebe to the treatment room.
"You're paired with Darla, one of Mitzi's friends. You can remain clothed or go naked for your massage."
"Um, can I go naked?"
"Sure."
Phoebe disrobed and lay down waiting for the masseuse. She noticed Darla, who was Mitzi's friend, did the same.
"Good morning," the masseuse greeted, "You may choose to keep your clothes on or go naked for your massage."
"I guess...naked?"
Darla, sporting mirrored nipples, matched Phoebe's decision.
Phoebe's eyes popped when she saw Darla's beautiful figure.
"So, you're married to Mike?"
"Yes, he's my husband, Mike."
"Happy?"
"Oh yes, he's understanding, romantic, careful in bed," admiring her husband, "He promised to do something naughty if I spent time with his mom."
"Interesting."
"And you? Did you come with someone?"
"A friend of Mitzi's... I can't remember her name."
"Debbie, I believe."
"Oh yes, topless tan Debbie."
While lying on her side, Phoebe glanced at Darla lying on her back.
"You look amazing, very sexy!" Phoebe complimented.
Darla looked to see Phoebe's nipple pressing against the sheet.
"Thank you, Phoebe, I think you're lovely too."
Then they turned over to begin their massages.
Phoebe's nipples pushed the cloth upwards, flashing her nipples to Darla, whose pussy wettened at the sight.
"Your fingers feel divine, I even wanted a little thicker pressure."
Apparently, Darla had cum twice already and had also held back from saying anything, wishing to have Phoebe after their session.
"So, are you enjoying it?"
"Yes, it's so relaxing and arousing. I'm aroused."
Sensing Darla's excitement, Phoebe causally slid the sheet down, showing off her pussy and effectively teasing it. Darla couldn't help but let out an audible gasp.
"I am, I'm so aroused."
"I can tell. I'd really like a massage like yours. Can we make a belated spa day date and maybe an abandoned massage after?"
Aroused and unsure, Darla answered, "Um, yes, I love a massage too."
Phoebe, feeling the masseuse's fingers rubbing against her sensitive pussy, began to moan.
"What's that? Are you enjoying it that much?"
"Yes, it feels great..."
Darla felt fingers brushing her pussy, giving her more pleasure than she'd ever expected and knew she'd have Phoebe back for more.
The masseuses stated, "All done!" as they exited the room.
Phoebe rose from the massage table, and disrobed, revealing her massive breasts and erect nipples.
"You appreciate it?" she smirked.
Darla stepped away from the table, her nakedness making Phoebe's pussy wetter.
She walked toward Phoebe, caressed her breasts, intertwined their lips in a passionate kiss.
Darla's breasts and hard nipples pressed against Phoebe's, causing her pussy to gush.
"Oh my," Phoebe gasped.
"In the mood for a taste of pussy?"
"Pray tell."
Phoebe sat Darla on the table, hovered over her knees, and delved her tongue into her intimate cleft.
"Oh. My. God," she hummed.
Phoebe's tongue danced around her clit and lips, licking her like an expert. Darla softly rubbed her tits while Phoebe ate her out.
"You're driving me insane," she groaned.
"I know."
Phoebe lifted her head from Darla's gash, swiped her mouth clean with her tongue.
The women rubbed each other's pussies while their lips entwined, their other hands massaged their breasts.
"Fuck me, fuck, you're so wet, so wet, so wet, fuckkkk," Darla squealed.
"Let me shove my digits up you," Phoebe panted.
Her fingers entered Darla's pussy, they both came, showering their fingers with cum.
Spending on the floor, Phoebe hugged Darla.
"I'll relay your greetings to Debbie," Phoebe stated, putting her robe back on.
"Alright, it should also be noted, your pal was banging your mom."
"Mitzi! Lady of Vice!"
At refreshments, Lori questioned Phoebe, "Enjoy the massage, Phoebe?"
"Stress-free!"
She met her masseuse, Evan, in the treatment room.
"Hi there," she flirted.
"Hello, having a seat, some champagne?"
"Please do!"
Phoebe relaxed in the chair, casually displaying some breast cleavage.
His actions caused tingles in her pussy.
"Wow, that's great," she murmured.
15 minutes into her facial, she realized she was in need of a separate kind of facial.
Phoebe gave Evan the facial device, disrobed and took the vibrator to her breasts.
"Is that okay?"
"Not at all, lady of the house, you rule."
He stroked her breasts and squeezed her nipples.
"That feels fantastic," she sighed.
"Fantastic, indeed."
Phoebe spread her legs, exposing her dripping pussy to Evan.
She pressed the vibrator onto her clit and hungrily thrust it at him.
Disappearing for a short time but remerging naked, Evan displayed his 10-inch erection.
Dropping her robe, Phoebe spread her legs, luring him toward her.
She tugged at his member, wrapped her lips around it.
Phoebe could only manage to get 8 inches down her throat, moved closer, thus sucking the remaining two inches in.
Evan held her long hair, watching her suck and slurp his shaft.
Phoebe began to jackhammer like a pro, spit wiped clean his rod. He handed the vibrator back to her and she resumed her efforts on her pussy.
Evan vanished, to return with an impressive 10-inch erection.
Phoebe tossed aside her robe, straddled him, opened her legs to provide a clear view of her cunt.
She grabbed his dick and securely planted her mouth on his dick.
She could consume only 8 inches of Evan's cock, she adjusted her position, mouth met his balls.
Evan, with a grip on her hair, watched her swallow him whole. The speed of his hands increased, tickling her breasts.
Evan left her view, but his nakedness returned, erect piece shining between his legs.
Phoebe raised her robe off her shoulders, settled her hips onto the chair, and pointed at him.
Positioning her face toward his cock, Phoebe sucked, swallowed him until just his balls oxidized her lips.
She turned her head, sucked his balls, gripped his erection, then rubbed it on her pussy.
Stepping away from Evan, Phoebe quickly stored her robe back on.
"I'll inform Mitzi you bid her 'Hello'," Phoebe remarked as she left.
"Notably," Debbie fucked your mom."
"Mitzi, bad mommy!"
He clenched his butt, and his cock hardened even further, taking over from Phoebe. With powerful strokes, he exploded in an incredible orgasm, covering Phoebe's face with cum.
Fascinated, Phoebe licked the cum off her hands and fingers, tasting her lover's essence. "Thank you, I enjoyed the facial," she said.
"I'm pleased," he replied.
Phoebe said goodbye to him and was off to lunch with Mitzi. Mitzi had invited two friends, Hilary and Trela, to join them. Before heading off, Trela asked: "Did you enjoy your massage?"
"Oh yes, it was fantastic! And then, what Darla said...her mother says 'Hi'!"
Mitzi couldn't help but squirm in her seat as Phoebe raved about the amazing day she'd had. "And the facial?"
"The cream worked wonders; my skin is glowing."
As they chatted about girl stuff, Phoebe couldn't stop thinking about the two women sitting at the table. "God, I bet Hilary is amazing in bed, and look at that beautiful silver hair!" she mused. "I wonder what Trela's pussy tastes like?"
Just as she finished her thoughts, a loud "Phoebe!" shook her out of her daydreams. "Where's your head at?"
"Oh, nowhere just admiring this place."
"Come, Phoebe, it's time for some steam."
"Just us?" she asked.
"No, they have other plans," Mitzi said.
With disappointment, Phoebe realized she wasn't going to get to see Hilary or Trela naked.
In the changing room, Phoebe waited while Mitzi changed into a robe. She couldn't help but admire Mitzi's full breasts, brown nipples, and her rounded waist. Then, there was her gray hair, and those gorgeous legs. "Fuck," she mumbled.
Mitzi had undressed while Phoebe was pretending to be distracted. She watched her mother-in-law take off her robe, dressed in loose pants and a tank top that exposed her back.
"Ah, there's nothing like a steam," Mitzi said.
"Yep," Phoebe replied, watching her mother-in-law's exposed back.
Mitzi stepped off the top bench, walked to the bucket of water, and poured some on the hot coals, making the sauna fog up.
"That's better."
When the steam cleared, Phoebe noticed Mitzi had her head back, eyes closed, taking off the towel, and had it around her waist; her breasts were free for Phoebe to admire.
Despite herself, Phoebe stared at her mother-in-law's sexy body, draped in sweat, her nipples standing at attention. "Just relax, dear; put your head back, close your eyes, and let the steam work its magic."
"It is quite hot," Phoebe said, whispering about her mother-in-law's body, not the steam.
"Indeed," Mitzi said, knowing exactly what Phoebe's double meaning was.
Lori entered the sauna, carrying a drink. She untied the robe, letting it drop, revealing her naked body. "Thank you, darling."
Phoebe's heart raced as she appreciated Lori's full breasts, toned stomach, and her thick legs. "Still hot in here," Phoebe said, turning up the heat even more.
As they all sat in the steaming room, Phoebe closed her eyes, then quickly opened them when she noticed Mitzi eyeing her.
"Enjoying the steam?" Mitzi teased.
"Mmhm," Phoebe murmured, trying desperately to hide her raging boner.
Lori brought in two more glasses of champagne and filled them. Then she walked over and sat naked on the top bench.
After a few moments, Phoebe felt something inside her giving way, breaking down her inhibitions. "Fuck," she thought, throwing the towel away, her hair back, and arms singing in the stream.
Mitzi looked on with carnal lust.
"Yes," she cooed, wiping the sweat from her face, "Nudity is liberating."
"Indeed," Phoebe agreed, feeling Willie's seed filling her as she sat next to Mitzi.
"Did you have a good day?" Mitzi asked while lusting after her.
"I certainly did!"
"Fantastic! More champagne?"
"Absolutely!"
"You must know this about my son, he's so kind, thoughtful, and he's incredibly gentle in bed."
There was a pause, "Oh..., but he's no wimp! He will fuck me so hard that I scream!"
"Oh my..."
As the flute of champagne was lifted once more, Phoebe's inhibitions began to slip away.
"I simply adore it when he positions me on all fours and takes me from behind! Just thinking about it turns me on!"
Mitzi's eyes twinkled, "Well, I'm sure your son has inherited that trait from his dad..."
"Really..."
"You see, we were both raised in rather uptight families, but they were the ones who had a lot of... kinky sex!"
"Wow..." Phoebe gasped.
"We felt so sexually repressed...not me, though. I completely rebelled against my parents and indulged in all kinds of sexual encounters!"
Phoebe was unable to contain her orgasm as Mitzi described every explicit detail of her sexual exploits - from fucking men and women, to receiving it in every possible orifice. This included confessing her love for dressing up as a maid for her husband. It was enough to send Phoebe over the edge.
"I think we've settled our thirst, shall we take a break?"
The two women, now tipsy from the champagne, stood up and left the sauna, their robes handed to them by Lori.
Following the shower in the steamy and damp bathroom, the two women enjoyed the release of their orgasms on the wait staff's clean sheets.
As a significant donor to the country club, Mitzi enjoyed luxurious privileges, like a privately owned casita.
Phoebe reflected on this comfortable situation, lounging with other affluent women, drinking champagne, and relaxing in robes.
The doorbell rang, signaling someone outside.
It was Lori, carrying a bottle of elegantly bottled champagne in her hands.
Pouring the champagne, Mitzi noticed Phoebe fixing her eyes onto Lori's legs, and encouraged her to express her appreciation.
"You like?"
Her expression spoke for itself.
"Mitzi stood up and invited the newcomer to join her," Phoebe was awestruck hearing those words, "and the two of them shared a passionate kiss."
Phoebe, in awe, removed her robe and took her place on the sofa.
The sight of Mitzi and Lori passionately making out sent her over the edge.
"You two are friends, but..." She stammered.
Mitzi calmly said, "Yes, we are. But would you like to join us?"
The red-haired beauty winked before nodding in agreement.
Phoebe stripped off, joining them on the sofa. Mitzi sighed in pleasure as her breasts were being sensually fondled. Phoebe felt exhilarated having her nipple held by Lori's mouth.
With her mouth full of Mitzi's right nipple, Mitzi asked, "Will you eat my pussy, Phoebe?"
Phoebe jumped at the opportunity and extended her tongue towards Mitzi's awaiting pussy.
She tasted Mitzi's juices, lapping up every bit and squeezing her breasts at the same time.
"Oh my! You have such an amazing tongue!" Mitzi exclaimed while kissing Phoebe.
Mitzi's request for Phoebe to eat her, unknowingly primed her for what was to come.
"Would you like it if Lori fucked you in the ass with that large dick of hers?"
Phoebe psyched herself up before responding, "Yes, yes I would."
Lori's cock slid smoothly into Phoebe's ass as her finger rubbed her clit playfully.
Phoebe moaned loudly in delight.
Mitzi whispered, "I'm very pleased you both have such similar tastes."
Phoebe's climax topped it all, her cries landing in the room as she gripped the big cat's breasts, softly rocked back and forth as her climax subsided.
"Fuck..." Phoebe gasped.
Lori's hands lingered, caressing her softly, and told her what she loved about Phoebe's pussy.
"Mike mentioned how much you love being fucked in the ass, I was just about to indulge him, if you're willing to watch?"
Phoebe hesitated but finally agreed.
Lori moved behind her and lubed her asshole with oil. Her teeth sank into Phoebe's neck.
Her cheeks opened up and the large cock slipped in.
Phoebe moaned, "Fuck, Mitzi, I have never been fucked this hard!"
"I knew he would be just like his father."
With every thrust, Phoebe matched with a low groan.
"And I love it."
The pounding continued until a few more throes and a few throaty moans later, Phoebe found herself losing consciousness.
"Uhhhhhhhh, Phoebe, you are such a naughty girl. You shouldn't let me seduce you!" Mitzi seemed to relish her victory.
"And you, you're one hot mama," Phoebe whispered, enraptured by the sight.
"What about you, Mitzi, have you ever been overwhelmed by the Sapphic ways of our boudoir rendezvous?"
She thought about the past before saying, "No... not that I can remember. But you're right! I have never been fucked like this."
Phoebe, sensitive to her friend's worries, wrapped her arms around her.
"Don't worry, you'll be fine."
Lori walked her out.
Mitzi clutched a mass of her hair, her lips smothered around her feline's sex, sending an orgasm into Phoebe's mouth.
Her grasp on her sex loosened, allowing her to reach for more of the sparkling beverage, while Phoebe and Lori groped at each other's bosoms, their tongues interlocking in a passionate dance.
Mitzi returned, a flute of bubbly in one hand and a hefty appendage dangling at her waist.
"We're about to do more than fuck you like you've never been fucked--we're gonna ruin you."
She gulped down her drink in a single gulp, then perched on the sofa, stoking her cock.
"Mike told me you favor the unclean."
"The filthier, the better."
Mitzi signaled for Phoebe, and Phoebe approached her.
Mitzi reclined on her back, her encircling breasts seeming to lean towards the edge of her frame, her nipples erect, holding the hefty cock tight as Phoebe mounted, positioning herself for a thrust into her genitals.
"My God, it's massive, oh God, it's expanding my opening!" she wailed.
"That's right, girl, take Mitzi's cock inside you..."
Their mammaries stomped against each other, their bulbous tips grinding together, conveying a heated longing in their groins.
Mitzi furiously flicked at Phoebe's breasticles with both hands, ripping away any physical limit known to man, tonguing her recklessly.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Phoebe cried, rising back and forth, her white hair swishing about.
Lori loomed behind Phoebe, her own phallus reappearing in Phoebe's rear canal.
"Uuuuhhhhhhh," Phoebe gasped.
"My glory holes, God, you're topping off both of them, uuuhhhhhhhhh, God!"
Phoebe shimmied on Mitzi's penis, thrusting her body back onto it in her anorectal channel.
She arched her back and snatched two wads of Mitzi's chest, supporting her weight, shedding a momentary cry of delight from Mitzi.
Together, Mitzi and Lori's fingers burst with precise nudges, crudely ramming Phoebe's uterus's hole.
Lori hurriedly spread more heated liquid into Phoebe's back hole, easing the shaft in out from within Phoebe's womb at a violent pace, followed by a powerful push into her anus.
"Oh, God, oh, God, yes, use my backside, fuck it, tear it, I am addicted to the violence!" she screeched.
Phoebe, occupying one hand on a tit and another on her sensitive bud, her tongue meter deep within Mitzi's gullet, pinned her desire to explode again.
"Make me cum. Please, Oh God, make me cum."
Tears of happiness and agony trailed down Phoebe's cheeks.
"Uuuuhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she declared.
"Yes, breast, cum!" Mitzi directed.
With two rods embedded within her and one skewering her colon, Phoebe gushed with rapture again.
With a penis in her bottom and one deeply planted within her fleet ditch, Phoebe climaxed, shouting with elation.
Phoebe landed atop Mitzi, clasped her mouth to Mitzi's in a kiss once more, and snuggled her organs against Mitzi's bosoms.
Nettlesome streams of seed geysered out of Phoebe's slit upon extraction.
Ever the loving caretaker, Lori fondly licked Phoebe's seed from Mitzi's phallus, turning her full attention to Phoebe.
"Wow, you're stunning," she mumbled.
In bed, Mitzi smoothed Phoebe's hair, sweetly running her finger over Phoebe's still perked areola.
"To tell you the truth, darling, when I was at the club this morning, I was screwing Trela and Hilary."
Phoebe gasped in shock.
"Don't worry. Our secret's safe with me--as long as you keep performing such acts of passion on me."
"Good deal! And I hadn't even practiced the bad deeds."
"Oh my..."
"Oh! How was the spa day with my mom?"
Phoebe inquired as she returned home.
"Oh my God, it was so much fun--we're prepping for the next one next week!"
Mike beamed in delight.
