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This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults.
If you're not both of those, don't read it.  Characters in a FANTASY
don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who
don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die.
You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe.  The fictional characters in
my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try
to do what they do - someone could get hurt.

If you think you know somebody who resembles any of the characters
here, congratulations, but you're wrong - any similarity between the
characters in this story and any real person is purely coincidental,
since all of these characters are figments of my dirty little
imagination.

This is my story, not yours. Don't sell it or put it on a pay site.
You can keep it and/or give it away with all of this information
intact, but if you make money off of it, you're breaking the law and
pissing me off.
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I don't recall having seen a story or series titled "Me and Mrs.
Jones" before, but I would be surprised if there weren't several out
there - it's such a natural for this sort of story.  Anyway, my
apologies to anyone who might have used it before, but I couldn't
think of a better title for this series!
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Me and Mrs. Jones - Chapter 2: We Reel Teddy In (F/mm, Mdog/m, toys,
oral, anal, Fdom?)
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I had been 'mowing Mrs. Jones lawn' every Friday for three weeks, and
this week was no different.  I wheeled my lawnmower through the gate
in the hedge, and silently handed it off to the old Mexican man who
would do the actual mowing while I was inside with Mrs. Jones. I
stepped through the front door, as Mrs. Jones had instructed me to do
on my second visit, removed what few clothes I wore, and placed them
in a basket in the hall closet that bore my name. I then removed my
chain from its hook by the door and clamped its ends to my nipples. 
By now, I was so accustomed to wearing it that I didn't even wince as
the clips bit into my tender flesh.

I made my way up the stairs to the only room, besides the kitchen,
that I had ever seen in Mrs. Jones house - her 'playroom'.  I stepped
through the doorway, expecting to find Mrs. Jones lounging on one of
the strange pieces of furniture that littered the room, and stopped
dead at the sight of Mrs. Jones on her knees, giving head to another
kid about my age, who was standing with his back almost toward the
door - I could see Mrs. Jones' head bobbing on his prick, and a little
bit of one side of his face, but that was all.

She saw me and pulled her mouth off the other kid's dick long enough
to say, "Hi, Jimmy! Right on time, as usual. That's really nice of
you! Wait there for a moment while I finish here, and I'll introduce
you, ok, Jimmy?"

"Yes, Mrs. Jones." By now it had become automatic.

I was stunned by the presence of the other kid, who was so intent on
watching her scarlet lips wrap once more around his skinny erection,
that he didn't even look in my direction.  Mrs. Jones was obviously
fulfilling a promise to the boy, because she took her time and did it
right. (It didn't occur to me until many years later that Mrs. Jones
never gave out sexual favors unless they were promised in return for
something else - it always felt to me as if she were doing ME a big
favor.)

I fidgeted in the doorway for several minutes while Mrs. Jones slowly
brought the other kid to a climax that threatened to buckle his knees.
 When he had finished pumping his load into her mouth, she drew back
and used her finger to wipe one last string of white cum from her lips
and stuff it back into her mouth.

It always astounded me that she could get her beautiful body piled
atop those long, long legs, supported only by a pair of spike heels,
but she did so effortlessly, and turned the other boy to face me.

He, too wore a chain, and even from several feet away I could read
"Teddy" on the name plate.

"Teddy, this is Jimmy." she said warmly, "Jimmy was my first in this
place, so he'll help me teach you how to please me. You WILL do that
for me, won't you Jimmy?"

"Yes, Mrs. Jones." It would have SO disappointed her if I'd dared to
say 'no'.

She smiled that glorious smile that said 'I knew you wouldn't let me
down, Jimmy!' and I felt warm all over.

I knew Teddy from school. He was a year behind me and insisted that
everybody call him 'Ted'.  Of course, until Mrs. Jones made 'Jimmy'
the most beautiful name in the world, I wanted people to call me
'Jim', so I guess we weren't that different.

Mrs. Jones turned to Teddy and said, "Now, you promised that if I
sucked your dick, you would let me fuck your ass, didn't you Teddy?"

"Y-yes, Mrs. Jones." Teddy wasn't too sure about letting me know that
she was going to fuck him.

"Don't worry about Jimmy, Teddy." Mrs. Jones seemed to read his mind.
"He won't tell anyone, will you Jimmy?"

"No, Mrs. Jones."

"That's good, Jimmy!" She turned back to Teddy. "Now, while I'm
fucking you, I'd like for you to suck Jimmy's dick, just like I did
yours!"

We both stared at her in consternation, but before either of us could
say anything, she continued, "I know that's a hard thing for you to
do, Teddy, but I can't just let Jimmy stand around, since this is his
time too, so I'll tell you what.  If you'll suck Jimmy off for me,
I'll let you fuck me when we're done. Will you do that for me, Teddy?"

Teddy's face went red, then white. "Uh uh!" he shook his head
violently, "That's queer! I won't do it!"

Mrs. Jones face fell, and my heart sank into my stomach to see her so
sad. She gently reached over, and, one by one, removed the clips from
Teddy's nipples.

"I'm so disappointed that this didn't work out, Teddy" she shook her
head sadly, and I wanted to cry, "but my special boys need to be
willing to please me, and that's obviously not going to work for you.
Please get dressed and go home. I won't be needing you anymore."

Teddy's face went from anger to shock in a heartbeat. "Bu-but, I still
want to do stuff, I just don't want to do that!"

If anything, Mrs. Jones sadness deepened. "I know you do, Teddy, but
you see, it won't do for you to pick and choose what pleases you, when
Jimmy will be doing what pleases ME."

I was devastated by her sadness and would have done ANYTHING to make
her smile again. But what could I do? It was Teddy who was
disappointing her, not me!

Suddenly, I knew what I had to do. I would make it right for her. I
turned to Teddy and said, "Look, Teddy, uh, Ted, I wouldn't let you
anywhere near my dick outside this house, unless Mrs. Jones was there
and wanted me to, but here, we do it for Mrs. Jones - not because
we're queer, but because she wants us to. Don't you see? We're
pleasing HER, not each other! How can that be queer?"

Mrs. Jones stroked my hair affectionately and said, "I knew you'd
understand, Jimmy. You're such a special boy! I must do something
extra special for you before you leave. I know! You can fuck me in the
ass! Would you like that, Jimmy?"

"Yes, Mrs. Jones!"

I could see Teddy's eyes following her hand as it smoothed my hair,
wishing it was him. Finally, staring at his feet, he said, "Ok, I'll
do it!"

Mrs. Jones knelt in front of him and said, "Look at me, Teddy! I need
to know that you mean it.  I will be so disappointed if, at some time
in the future, you decide not to do something I want you to do, so I'm
going to ask you to do one more thing to show me that you mean it.
After I have fucked you, and you have sucked Jimmy off, I want you to
ask him to fuck you. Will you do that for me Teddy?"

Teddy's face got even redder, but he said, "Y-yes, Mrs. Jones."

Her smile came back, and the room got suddenly brighter.  She clipped
Teddy's chain back on his nipples, and I swear he pushed his chest out
to help her in his eagerness to get back in her good graces.

"Now, Teddy," she said, sternly, "I'm putting this back on you, but I
can't abide disappointment, and if you disappoint me again, I shall
have no choice but to send you away.  It's far too hard to give third
chances.  Do you understand, Teddy?"

"Yes, Mrs. Jones. I won't disappoint you again, I promise!" Teddy
looked like a puppy trying to please its master.

"Very well, Teddy." then, waving a long-fingered hand in the direction
of my crotch, she said, "You know what to do now, don't you Teddy?"

In his eagerness to get back in her favor, Teddy practically dove for
my cock, causing me to flinch backward from the suddenness of his
movement toward my most precious possession. He slowed in time to keep
from hurting me, but his mouth opened around the end of my soft penis
and it's moist warmth started stiffening my member immediately.

As I watched Mrs. Jones strapping on her dildo, my own cock sprang to
full hardness. In the past few weeks, I had gone from letting her fuck
me in return for her sexual favors, to craving the feel of her
artificial dick deep in my ass as her soft mounds with their hard
little tips caressed my back or chest.  Now, when she wanted something
from me, she just promised to fuck me as a reward.

I watched, hypnotized, as she lubed Teddy's little white butt with her
long, elegant fingers, and slowly slipped the tip of the plastic dick
through the tightness of his opening. My own cock, now buried deep in
his gagging throat, experienced an unexpected thrill as he moaned in
pain at the penetration of his ass.

I took his head in both hands and started thrusting wildly into his
vibrating throat, until Mrs. Jones perfectly manicured fingers grasped
my wrist, causing me to look in her direction.

"Now, Jimmy," she smiled, "let's don't hurt Teddy, ok? If we treat him
nice we can all please each other for quite some time, and we don't
want him to have to go to the hospital, now, do we?  Besides, if you
keep fucking his mouth like that, you're going to cum before me, and
that would disappoint me, Jimmy.  Slow down and wait for me, ok
Jimmy?"

"Yes, Mrs. Jones."

I slowed my thrusts with a great effort of will, and started stroking
slowly all the way in, all the way out.

"OW! Hey, Teddy, watch your teeth!"

"Mmmwy!" he mumbled around my dick. I guess he meant "Sorry!", but at
least he didn't scrape my penis with his teeth any more.

Mrs. Jones and I soon established a rhythm, her going in, me going
out, me going in, her going out, as if the ends of our cocks were
somehow attached together, making one stiff pole through Teddy's body.
I watched her artificial phallus invading his anus, and she stared at
my real one penetrating his mouth and throat.

Teddy, meanwhile, seemed to have gotten accustomed to all this
penetration and started enjoying it.  His dripping penis was slapping
his tight little belly with every stroke.

Since she was so tall, and I was in the way, Mrs. Jones couldn't lean
over Teddy's back like she did when she fucked me, but she did put
both hands around him - one to pull at his engorged fuckstick, the
other to tug gently at his chain as she gradually increased the speed
of her strokes.

Soon, we were slamming him so fast that we couldn't stay in sync, so I
stopped moving and Mrs. Jones took two handfuls of boy-hip, yanking
Teddy back and forth between us, while Teddy stroked his prostate
against her rod by rocking his pelvis up and down with each thrust.

Faster and faster we went until she couldn't move Teddy fast enough
and we started pounding him simultaneously, ramming into his mouth and
ass at the same time. I was gritting my teeth as Teddy's tongue
instinctively worked my pistoning shaft, to keep from disappointing
Mrs. Jones by coming too early.

Then, WHAM! She gave a powerful thrust into his ass, slamming his face
against my belly and shrieking, "NOW, JIMMY! CUM FOR US, BABY! YOU
TOO, TEDDY! CUM FOR ME!"

We did - me blasting the back of Teddy's throat while his jerking,
spewing firehose sprinkled everything within a six foot radius,
including my thighs and the backs of his arms, with sticky white cum.

We took a few minutes to catch our breath, then I withdrew my
shrinking, over-sensitized member from Teddy's still sucking mouth,
shuddering each time his tongue stroked the underside of my glans.

Mrs. Jones withdrew from his ass and removed the dildo. She gave each
of us a white towel to clean up with.

When things were back to something resembling normal, at least for
this room in this house, Mrs. Jones seated herself on the end of her
favorite fucking bench - the one with stirrups that would hold the
spikes of her high heeled shoes while her 'special boy' pleasured her
- and said, "Well, Teddy, that wasn't so bad, was it?"

"No, Mrs. Jones." Teddy blushed.

"Now, I promised Teddy that I would let him fuck me," she spoke like a
teacher addressing a class of second graders and we listened raptly,
"and he promised ME that he would ask you to fuck him.  Will you do
that for me, Teddy?"

"Yes, Mrs. Jones." He turned to me, red-faced, and asked, "Jimmy, will
you fuck me?"

"Since it will please Mrs. Jones," I replied "yes, Teddy, I will fuck
you."

Mrs. Jones' smile encompassed both of us this time. "I think this will
be wonderful, Teddy, Jimmy! We're going to have SUCH a good time
pleasing each other! For now, though, Jimmy, you can fuck Teddy while
he's fucking me. He doesn't know it yet, but that will make him enjoy
fucking me even more!"

Then, glancing at our limp noodles, she said, "Oh dear! We're going to
have to stiffen you both up a bit for this to work. I know! You can
masturbate each other until you get hard!  Will you do that for me,
Jimmy, Teddy?"

We looked sheepishly at each other, but replied, "Yes, Mrs. Jones" in
unison.

She smiled again, and said "That's sweet, boys. Now, just do to the
other what you would do to make your own dick feel good. Go ahead!
Don't be shy!"

Tentatively, I reached for Teddy's smaller prick, shocked that it felt
like mine, but very unlike mine. I took the foreshortened foreskin of
his circumcised penis, that looked so much like mine but felt so
different, and slipped it over the pink head of his dick a few times.

As I stroked the skin back and forth, I could feel a stiffer core
growing under the softness of the outer covering.

Meanwhile, Teddy's hand, too, had that strange 'like me, not like me'
quality as it shyly worked my own circumcised penis, using motions
that were different than those I would use, but which, nonetheless,
started my dick hardening almost immediately.

"Look at me, boys." Mrs. Jones purred, and Teddy and I were instantly
ready as we watched two of those beautifully polished nails and long
elegant fingers plunging slowly into her moist, hair lined cavern. 
Occasionally, she would pull them out and play with the little button
at the top of her cleft, cooing softly as she did.

"Keep watching, Jimmy, Teddy," she growled, "but keep stroking each
other."

Our stroking each other was no longer necessary, since we were both
hard as steel, but if she wanted it, she was going to get it.  I
slowly stroked my hand up and down Teddy's shaft, twisting it as I
went, the way I liked to do when I was masturbating.

Teddy's strokes were just straight back and forth, but he would
occasionally stop and tickle the sensitive underside of my glans, and
that felt really good!

We watched Mrs. Jones, and she watched us for several minutes, our
breathing getting more rapid with each passing minute.  When Teddy and
I were humping at each other's hands, Mrs. Jones suddenly placed her
hands on the pad behind her, and with that eternal grace she always
displayed, lifted herself and glided backward until her hips were
between the uprights for the stirrups. As her torso reclined, those
long, slender legs unerringly planted the spike heels of her shoes in
the stirrups, leaving her every female charm on display for our
pleasure.

An exquisitely manicured forefinger snaked between her splayed thighs
and crooked in Teddy's direction, beckoning him to do what he most
desired. Like me on my first time between those heavenly columns,
Teddy was over-eager and required some instruction to get properly
planted and stroking to please her.

When she had him sorted out, she pulled me in by an invisible string
attached to that same finger, saying, "Don't forget to use the lube,
Jimmy. Teddy's butt is still ready, but you need some for yourself,
and be gentle, this is only his second fuck, ok, Jimmy?"

"Yes, Mrs. Jones." I replied automatically, as I slathered the clear
lubricant on my bobbing shaft, and wiped my hand on a towel.

Clambering onto the bench behind Teddy's slowly rising and falling
buttocks, I crawled between his legs and aimed my dick at his still
partly open hole.  Mrs. Jones soft touch on his hips stopped his
motion momentarily while I lined myself up and slowly slipped inside.
Going slow was hard.  This place was tighter, and felt slightly gritty
through the slippery lube. Much different from Mrs. Jones velvety
pussy or the roughness of teeth and tongue in either of their mouths.

"Now, Jimmy, you hold still for a while," Mrs. Jones instructed, "and
Teddy will fuck us both, won't you Teddy?"

"Yes, Mrs. Jones."

With that, Teddy resumed his thrusting in and out of Mrs. Jones sweet,
sopping pussy.  At first, as good as it felt, his butt just slid up
and down my shaft, but soon, I noticed that on each upstroke, his
buttocks tightened and rocked backward, gripping my rod as he drove
back into Mrs. Jones, and rocking forward to rub the bulbous head of
my cock against his prostate as he bottomed out inside her.

I knew, by now, that I was expected to wait for Mrs. Jones permission
to cum, but the sucking, nibbling sensation on my slender dick,
coupled with the look of passion on Mrs. Jones' face, had me doing
accounting for my lawnmowing business to try to take my mind off my
impending explosion.

Her lovely, soft hands guided Teddy's hips to rotate and increase the
speed of his strokes, adding whole new dimensions to the sensations on
my cock, and in my mind I formed a lawnmowing corporation, planned a
marketing campaign, and had every boy in the neighborhood lined up to
mow lawns on my payroll,  anything to keep my mind off the intense
feelings I was experiencing.

Teddy was trembling as Mrs. Jones whispered in his ear, "Hold back,
Teddy. Wait for me! I'll let you know the very best time to cum! I
know you can do it.  Just hold on a little longer. Will you do that
for me, Teddy?"

"Uhnnh, Yesss, Mrs. Jones!"

She looked in my eyes and saw my struggle to contain my own orgasm,
and stroked my cheek briefly, saying, "Good boy, Jimmy! Just - aaaahhh
- a little bit more! I'm almost theeerrre!"

"All right, Teddy," she stopped his movement with her hands and spoke
over his shoulder to me, "You take over, Jimmy. Fuck us both - hard!
Fuck me with Teddy's dick, Jimmy!"

"Yes, Mrs. Jones!"

I slammed into Teddy's buttocks, driving his penis deep into Mrs.
Jones pussy. He withdrew part way as I pulled back, and was once again
driven forward when I pounded into his ass. Soon, I was jackhammering
Teddy's little butt with piledriver strokes, and he was opening up to
meet each and every one of them, as if his ass wanted me as deep
inside it as possible.

Teddy was gasping and moaning as his pelvis was volleyed back and
forth between us, and Mrs. Jones was slamming him from the front at
the same time I rammed into his rear.

"NOW JIMMY! NOW TEDDY!" she shrieked, "CUM! CUM! REALLY DEEP, JIMMY!
AAAAGGGGHH!"

I fully expected to see the top of Teddy's head come off as I erupted
as deep in his bowels as my thirteen-year-old dick could reach, the
spasms of his ass as he came milking more cum from me with each
contraction.

Mrs. Jones went rigid, lifting all three of us off the bench as she
shouted out her own climax, then slamming up and down, once, twice,
three separate spasms, before collapsing back on the pad, stroking
both our sweating heads and cooing, "Ooooohhh, I just knew you two
were special. We will be SO wonderful together!"

When we finally untangled ourselves, and Mrs. Jones cleaned off my
dick with a warm wash cloth. She said "Thank you, Teddy. I'm SO glad
you found a way to keep pleasing me.  I think, for a while, you should
visit me on Thursdays, so we can get to know how to please each other
without interruption. I may, occasionally, want the three of us to
meet again. We were SO marvelous together, but for now, I want to give
each of you my undivided attention.  Will you do that for me, Teddy?"

"Yes, Mrs. Jones." said Teddy, looking distinctly relieved.

She smiled and continued, "Now take your chain off and get dressed,
and hang your chain on its hook by the door on your way out, ok,
Teddy?"

"Yes, Mrs. Jones."

When he had dressed and left, she turned to me and smiled warmly. "You
were SO wonderful today, Jimmy, the way you helped Teddy understand
his role here! Unfortunately, our time is running short, and I
promised to let you fuck me in the ass, so I won't have time to fuck
you, but I have an idea.  We can do two things at once!"

She let out a whistle and a few moments later, a large Golden
Retriever bounded into the room, panting, and trying to lick both of
us at once, his lustrous blonde fur shining in the light of the
playroom.

"I was going to wait until next week to introduce you to Buster," Mrs.
Jones said, "but you have been so exceptionally good, that I wanted to
do something extra special for you. I want Buster to fuck you while
you're fucking my ass."

I had watched dogs fuck before, and while, as a horny teenager there
was not much I wasn't willing try, the thought of having that big knot
up my ass gave me pause.

Seeing my look of consternation, Mrs. Jones kissed me on the forehead,
and said, "Now don't worry, Jimmy, I wouldn't ask you to do anything
that would injure you, would I?"

"No, Mrs. Jones."

She smiled and said, "So I need you to trust me on this, Jimmy.  I
think you and Buster are really going to enjoy fucking each other, and
I know I will enjoy watching him fuck you, so be brave, and I'll think
up something wonderful for your next visit. Will you do that for me,
Jimmy?"

"Yes, Mrs. Jones."

She rumpled my hair and said, "I knew you wouldn't disappoint me,
Jimmy!"

"Now, I'm going to get you ready for Buster." Mrs. Jones said as she
had me lean over a piece of furniture we hadn't used yet, and started
lubricating and stretching my butt hole with those wonderful fingers. 
It didn't take long, since I was by now experienced at taking some
fairly large objects in my ass.

She had me stand, and reclined on the low pad in front of me. "Now,
Jimmy, kneel there," she pointed to the pad about twelve inches
beneath her beautiful buttocks, "and get me ready, like I did you."

Mrs. Jones raised her long, long legs, and to my surprise, they only
extended a foot or so past her shoulders, not counting the heels.

Breathlessly, I approached her crinkled, pink, sacred opening, and, on
impulse, bent to kiss it. She cooed her approval, arching her back to
give me better access, so I extended my tongue and licked around the
little depression.

"Oh, Jimmy!" she said breathlessly, "You ARE special! Ooooooh yeah,
keep that up! Aaaaagggh! God, yes, poke your tongue in there! Deeper!
Ooooo yesss! Inside, now, Jimmy! Fuck me with your wonderful tongue!"

I licked, poked, and prodded at her gradually flowering ring,
eventually getting almost the full length of my tongue inside, never
even considering where I was licking, other than that it was inside
the body of my Goddess.  Her ring clenched and opened, alternately
constricting and welcoming my wriggling tongue as I laved her insides
with its rough, wet surface.

"Toooo gooood, Jimmy! Oooooo God!" reluctantly, she pushed my head
away from her buttocks, and, smiling up at me between her lovely
breasts, said "That's NOT how I got you ready, you naughty boy! Now
grease me up and get that beautiful dick inside me before Buster gets
too excited!"

At her reminder, I looked behind me to see Buster's purple, dripping
shaft already extended six inches or more from his furry sheath, as he
made humping motions at the air.

I quickly smeared lube in and around Mrs. Jones' winking, slightly
opened orifice, then on my cock.  I lined the head up in the wrinkled
depression, and pushed slightly.  Her ass seemed to open up and
swallow me effortlessly.

She emitted a guttural moan as my sparse bush flattened against the
creamy skin of her alabaster buttocks.

"Ooooohhh, sooo goood, Jimmy! Now lean over and suck my nipples!"

I did as instructed, having already thought of it myself, and she
cooed her pleasure as my mouth engulfed one of the hard little knobs
of flesh.

Her long, elegant hand patted me on the back, and at first I thought
it was a sign of approval, until I felt Buster's bear paws wrap around
my hip bones as his head lay on my shoulder, my back covered in a
warm, silky blanket of dog hair.

The wet, pointy tip of Buster's spear poked me in the buttocks a
couple of times, as he shifted position and got his hind feet settled,
then, in one swift plunge, he buried half of the red shaft in my
rectum.  Two more gigantic thrusts, another shifting of the hind feet,
and I felt the furry end of his sheath tickling my anus as his pointed
head stabbed and stirred deep in my guts, further than any of Mrs.
Jones dildoes had ever gone.

At first, Buster took long, fierce strokes into me and rapid returns,
like his hips were re-cocking themselves for the next spring-loaded
thrust. All I could do was hang on for the ride, as my dick frictioned
back and forth in Mrs. Jones hot, tight, anus.

"Jimmy," Mrs. Jones whispered in my ear, "since you've been so
especially good to me, I'm not going to ask you to hold off on your
cum this time.  Just relax and enjoy as Buster and I fuck you, and
when you feel like cumming, you go right ahead and cum, ok, Jimmy?"

With that, her ass started rotating around my steel-hard rod, its heat
and slightly gritty texture complementing the rapid dilation and
contraction of my anal ring around Buster's growing bulge.

His knot grew and it became harder and harder for him to force it in
and out of my distended hole. Finally, on one stroke, he was stuck and
couldn't get out again.  I felt like I badly needed to shit a beserk
rabbit as Buster changed to a short, machine gun stroke, working that
enormously swollen cudgel rapidly back and forth inside me. My
prostate was in a constantly overstimulated state as the knot shuttled
across it, and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.

Mrs. Jones' hips were gyrating wildly around my engorged penis, and my
teeth had a death-grip on one of her nipples, but she didn't seem to
notice, so I kept chewing, feeling the churning in her guts as her
movements caused my dick to stir her intestines like a pot of soup.

A few moments later, Buster dug his - thankfully blunted - dewclaws
into my hips and pulled back mightily as he gave a tremendous thrust,
going deeper than ever. Suddenly, my insides grew several degrees
warmer as his ejaculate flooded my colon. The sensation of the dog
cumming in my guts and the pulsing of his bulge against my prostate
sent me over the edge as my depleted organs mustered enough fluid for
a few spurts into my Goddess' temple. The lack of fluid did nothing,
however, to diminish the bliss of my third orgasm in two hours, and
the fact that it was going into the most heavenly ass on earth made it
that much sweeter.

Mrs. Jones, too, shuddered through a small cum of her own, though it
was nowhere near what I was accustomed to seeing from her.

Buster lay limply across my back, his tongue lolling out the side of
his mouth, and I could have sworn he was smiling.  Eventually, he
stirred and, lifting a hind leg over my back, turned to face the other
way, his swollen cock still buried deep in my ass. My dick gave
another weak squirt as his knot rotated inside me.

Mrs. Jones stroked my sweaty hair and whispered in my ear, "How did
you like that, Jimmy? Isn't Buster a marvelous fucker?"

"Yes, Mrs. Jones," I replied honestly, "but I still like it better
when you fuck me."

She lifted my head between her palms and smiled at me. "Of course you
do, Jimmy! That's what makes you so special to me! You enjoy all the
pleasures I offer you, but the ones you like best are the ones you
share with me!"

She kissed me gently on the forehead and hugged me between her
breasts. I could hear her breathing, and feel her heartbeat as I lay
there, marveling that such a supreme being would need to do such
mundane things as breathe and pump blood through her veins.

By the time Buster's deflating knot slipped from my abused ass,
flooding the pad beneath me with his copious discharge, it was very
nearly time for me to get home to my parents.

I had just enough time to let Mrs. Jones clean me up with her warm
washcloth before rushing downstairs to hang my chain, retrieve my
clothes from the hall closet, and get dressed.

Mrs. Jones, wearing a robe, was waiting by the door as I made to
leave.  She lifted my chin and kissed me tenderly on the mouth for a
long moment before releasing me and holding the door.

"You be sure to come back to me next Friday, Jimmy. Will you do that
for me?"

"Yes, Mrs. Jones!" I replied, feeling warm all over, as I retrieved my
lawnmower and wheeled it up the walkway.

I had no idea what the future held for me, but as long as Mrs. Jones
was happy, I knew I would be, too.

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