Bab 2134: @2
The rest of the boys got there the next day and went into the studio the following morning to meet the rhythm guitar and second drummer. The studio already had two drum kits set up, and as they got to know each other, Alex and the new guitarist jammed together, and the two drummers chatted. When they put down the first track, it was obvious to all that the older professionals were streets ahead of all of our guys.
This put off our bassist, who threatened to walk out at least twice. But Rodger, Mike's regular drummer, was looking at the studio guy the whole time copying his every stroke. By the end of the first day, he was a thousand percent better, and the better drum kit made him sound great.
"Billy, we either get better or go back and teach kids like the teachers at the arts school." Mike said, when our bass guy pulled him aside at the end of the first day.
"This is bullshit pulling these guys in to show us up." Billy said, puffing his chest out.
"They are here to help, and they are at the level we need to be if we want to cut a single that will make it into the charts." Mike said, pleading with him.
"I'm out. I just want to play clubs and have a good time. This kills all the fun." Billy said, lighting up a joint and blowing the smoke in Mike's face.
"Here is the last of your cut from the gigs. I am sad to see you go, Billy, but I need someone who will put in the work and tour with me full time." Mike said, holding one of the envelopes I had prepared last night for just this sort of occasion.
Graham was on the phone that night, and this was Nashville, so three bass players were waiting to audition the next morning. After hearing them, Mike wanted to test one out in a live like session altogether, and by the second chorus, we knew we had our guy. Rodger had made some additions to his kit and set it up in place of the studio one, and he had it thumping, so it was hard to tell two drummers were working together.
By the end of the day, we had a great demo and valuable lessons for the whole band. The studio rhythm guitarist, Alan, offered his Son's phone number, who he said was 'even better than him,' and was without a band at the moment if we decided to put in a second guitarist to leave Mike free to just sing. Graham said the same thing earlier when he looked down at his strings and killed his vocals a few times.
"Are you guys ready to hit the road again? Mom can set up another two months of gigs, and by then, I hope to be in the studio recording my first album." Mike said, as we sat in a bar having a drink with the new bass player and Alan's son, who offered to come on board as a trial for this short tour.
I slid my hand into his lap and stroked his cock under the table as the guys ordered the third round, causing Mike to interrupt and announce that he was hitting the hay, and we made our excuses and headed to the room. When I was inside the room, I pulled my top over my head and headed for the shower while Mike made us another drink.
I was under the stream when I felt Mike's hands glide up my sides and cup my breasts and pinch my nipples between his fingers and his thumbs. I could feel his hard cock in the crack of my ass, so I reached back and stroked him letting out a moan as I did. I let Mike wash my body, and I did him, and as I spread my legs, he fingered my pussy and cleaned my rosebud for me.
"Take me to bed, Baby boy and fuck me. I have watched you sing for two days, and all I wanted to do the whole time was play with your cock." I said, as Mike dried my body.
"I am going to fuck you all night, Mom, and the boys will be wondering what you got up to when you walk in bowlegged tomorrow." Mike said, as he climbed up between my outstretched thighs.
Mike started to lick me, kissing up the side of my pussy and across my clit before plunging his tongue deep inside my sopping pussy. I grasped the back of his head and hunched my hips against his tongue. Only to have Mike pull back and slide up my body to kiss me and position his cockhead at my opening.
Mike rose on his arms, holding himself against my pussy lips. I placed my hands behind his upper arms and wrapped my legs around his hips, and pulled him sharply into me. I arched up to kiss him as I use my hips to fuck myself against him. Mike broke the kiss to lean down, take my nipple in his mouth, and suck on it as his hips drove into me.
"I am going to release some pressure, Mom." Mike said, as he took hold of his cock and pointed it at my clit, and let go of two streams of sperm that splattered over my mound and trickled down between my pussy lips.
"Deeper, Baby." I said, as I drew my legs up to my chest, allowing Mike to fuck me as hard as he liked.
Mike fucked me long and hard, only stopping to release the pressure a few times when he couldn't stand it anymore. I was a mess with Mike's seed splattered over my tits and pussy, and as I orgasmed for the third time, Mike planted himself entirely inside me and unloaded the rest of his baby batter inside my womb.
"I am going to quit my job and be your road manager." I said, as we held each other with Mike's sticky mess trapped between us.
"You will be risking everything, are you sure?" Mike asked, kissing my lips lightly.
"I'm not letting those groupies anywhere near you." I said, only half-joking.
"You know I only have eyes for you." Mike said, kissing me again.
"It's not your eyes I am worried about." I said, squeezing my pussy muscles on his softening cock.
The tour went well. I picked up some bigger venues, and Mike wrote songs as we traveled. The band practiced before each performance, and their sound started to shine through. By the end of the third month, the boys were ready for a break from traveling, so we stopped at Nashville and recorded Mikes' first album.
We paid the boys for the tour, bought some more speakers and mixing gear for the next trip, and used the rest to pay Graham for production. By the end of the three weeks, we had enough tracks to put together an album plus a few extras if the label we chose didn't like a song or two.
The label wanted to put out a faster, more country first single even though Mike wanted it to be a slower number he wrote for me. He agreed to put out the classic-sounding country song, and it was such a thrill to see it hit the top one hundred charts. It peeked at eighty-one, not too bad for a singer from the middle of nowhere, and we had no problems filling bigger venues after that.
As we headed out for another four-month trip, the label wanted to release another single with the album release, and Mike would not take no for an answer this time. The next few days were a whirlwind of commotion, with the slower track roaring up the charts and album sales going wild. There were interviews for Mike as the band packed up to head out to the first gig.
When we got to the first venue and set up, the site manager was grinning from ear to ear. He booked an unknown artist and now has a top ten chart band for nickels. The place was a sell-out, and getting from the stage door to the cars took an hour as Mike didn't want to disappoint any fans waiting. I changed the venues where I could as the smaller ones became a problem for safety and couldn't turn a profit with their capacity, and it was easier to have them help find more room.
I hired a few stagehands to travel with the gear that had expanded as we went. The sound and lighting engineer we found working at a club blew us away, and he was so keen to start traveling with us he texted his resignation to his old boss from the bus the next day. We noticed straight away that the hotels we could afford were much better, and Mike and I got adjoining rooms.
Another year passed like lightning, and we didn't really have a home. We rented out our old house, and we had an apartment in Nashville. Inside the apartment, we could be free and fuck to our hearts content, but I started to wonder what our future held now that the country's eyes were on us twenty-four seven.
"I can't go to these events with you every time, Baby. People will talk even more than they do now." I said, as he was heading to another dinner with some celebrity.
"Fuck them, Mom. I don't care what other people think. I only care about what you think." Mike said, kissing me and begging me with his eyes to come with him.
"I will be waiting up for you when you get back." I said, popping out my breast, and pulled on my nipple, but he only started pulling off his tie.
I stopped him and fixed his tie and pushed him out the door. I started to get ready for him to come home to me, a little tipsy and horny as hell. I had a long bath and shaved my legs and pussy, which always got me dripping. I used some lube and slipped my glass butt plug into my ass, admiring it in the mirror.
A few hours later, Mike came through the door, stripping off his clothes as he walked up the hall. I was quickly on all fours on the end of the bed, wiggling my ass in his direction.
"That is absolutely the best thing I have seen all night." He said, and I blushed even though I knew he was lying.
"Stop with the bullshit and fuck my ass, Baby." I said, moaning when he fingered my clit.
"I couldn't see right up inside any of the pumped-up Barbie's." Mike said, and he had a point, what was it with the fake lips and boobs today.
I groaned as Mike slowly pulled the huge glass butt plug from my ass and dropped it on the floor with a clunk. He put his cockhead in its place and pushed forward to sink half his cock in me on the first thrust. I rocked my hips and moved back on his prick to insert the remainder in my warm hole.
Mike took over from there and started to plough into me, building up his pace and extracting low groans from me as he did. He stopped for a second to pull out and splash my back with two ropes of his cum before Clenching his body to hold back the rest for later. He put his cock back in my ass and plunged in forcefully to fill me again.
I was hunching back onto him with each stroke building to my climax, when it struck me, and I shuddered on his stiff shaft. I could feel my ass clenching on his cock, trying to milk out his seed. I spasmed and thrust back on him as I felt his organ pulse inside me, then he stopped and held himself planted in my ass and bellowed as his sperm splashed inside me.
"I love you, Mom." He said, as he snuggled into my breast.
"I love you too, Mike." I said, as I stroked his hair.
"I think we go back home and do a free concert. It will draw a lot of people to the town for a few days, and the small businesses in the area will appreciate the boost." I said, and Mike scowled a little.
"They won't come out to see me. Everyone already knows me there." Mike said, but I persisted, and the label loved the idea of promoting the return of the local boy done good.
Finding Clair
I arranged a flatbed trailer to set up in the local sports ground, and the local nonprofit clubs agreed to sell food. We booked accommodations before we told the town we were coming, and it was a good thing because, within a few days, everything was sold out for miles.
The night of the free concert it was a bit strange, it seemed like we were strangers except to a few of our friends and some kids from Mike's school who came up to him to say hello, acting a bit sheepish until he laughed like it was some kind of joke, letting them know he was still Mike.
The night of the concert, we waited out the back of the trailer as the crowd grew, and as he took the stage, the noise was deafening. Mike started to sing, and they went crazy. The sound of the audience was louder than the band. Mike took them through some old songs, then a few off the new album. When the film crew waved that they had enough footage, Mike really started to play up to the crowd.
It was then that I noticed Mike looking at someone out in the crowd, and he looked like a deer in the headlights. I looked out to the masses, and then I saw her. Clair was moving through the crowd, followed by a tall young man. It was Brad, he was older, and his hair was long, but it was him, I'm sure. She was pushing forward with him in hot pursuit until she hit the security fence with one of our guards stopping her.
Clair stood beside the guard, and Brad stood glaring at her. I looked at Mike, and he nodded to me with a worried look, so I headed down the side of the stage to the security guard and told him to pull her over the fence. Once we got to the wings behind the amps, she started to cry.
"You are safe now, Clair." I said, and wrapped her in my arms as she sobbed into my chest.
"Sorry, Mrs. Kogan, I didn't mean to bring you any drama." Clair said, when she looked up, her makeup wiping away, revealing some bruising under her eye.
"You stay right there, young lady. You're safe here with us." I said, and radioed security to throw out Brad and report him to the police.
"That won't do much good, his brother is a deputy." Clair said, making me feel sad that she has been putting up with this shit for what seems like a while.
We watched from the wings for the rest of the show, with Clair able to fix her makeup from the stuff I had backstage.
By the end of the second encore, Mike was shot. His singing voice sounded like gravel. When he came off stage, he ran right into my arms but stopped when he saw Clair standing at my shoulder.
"Hi, Clair." He said, as he looked at her shyly.
"Hi Mike, you sounded great tonight." she replied, almost as shy.
"It was more fun than I thought it would be. I was worried they wouldn't think I was any good because they already knew me from before." Mike said, looking at his feet.
"We didn't know you before, Mike. We only found a little of the real you at Graduation." Clair said, about to back out of the way to let us go.
"You are staying with us Clair, that prick is still out there drunk and pissed that we threw him out. We can drop you back tomorrow when he's all cooled down or locked up.
We are booked into a motel in Maysfield, and you can bunk in my room, and I will sleep on the couch in Mike's. And that's the last I will hear of it." I said, taking her by the arm.
Mike just looked at me strangely but didn't argue. All the boys crammed onto the bus and joked and laughed at Mike as this was the first time, he had ever picked up a girl at a gig. We let them think what they wanted as it was good for the image we wanted to project.
Back at the hotel, we ordered some food and had a quiet drink in the restaurant downstairs, and Mike told Clair a few stories about touring.
"I ended up going out with Brad for almost a year, but he was mostly unemployed and drinking too much. I broke it off and had to move away because he would get drunk and turn up at my place and use me as a punching bag. I moved back a few months ago and it all started up again." Clair said, wiping away a tear and showing a little of her black eye.
"What about the police?" Mike asked, as he looked enraged.
"We reported it tonight, but his brother is in the local police force." I answered, pulling Clair into my side. Mike dropped his head in defeat, looking sad for Clair.
"You have already done more for me than anyone. I feel so much safer here with you." Clair said, looking at Mike with her big blue eyes.
We finished eating and headed to our rooms. I set Clair up in my room and threw some spare blankets and pillows on the couch in Mike's room, even though I would never use them.
We did have some quiet sex that night and kept the door between the two rooms locked. I messed up the couch and was in the shower when Clair knocked on the adjoining door.
"I know a great place for breakfast if you don't want to eat here." Clair said, as I dried my hair and did some makeup, she said, and I tried a little harder because even with just her light amount, Clair looked stunning.
We ate, and I caught Mike staring at Clair more than once. He was still attracted to her after all this time. I felt a flush of jealousy pass through my body, and when I looked over to Clair, she was staring right at me.
"What's keeping you here, Clair." I asked, as I wondered out loud.
"I guess I'm just too much of a chicken to leave. Mom left when I was a teenager, and I don't remember ever getting a hug from her, or Dad, for that matter. Some of us don't get the loving Mom we deserve." Clair said, and left me wondering what she meant.
"Some of us don't get a father at all." Mike said, a little sad too.
We drove back to check how breaking down the sound and lighting gear was going and to drop Clair off.
I was hesitant to do it as I could see Mike's future with her flashing before my eyes. We were all walking down the main street, if you could call it that, when two of Clair's friends from school came out from the only coffee shop in town.
"Clair and Skater boy? What about Brad?" Meg said, and flipped her hair.
"One of you can have him. I am sick of being used as a punching bag." Clair said, her face turning red.
"You know, being a bitch at school made you a little intimidating. But now schools long behind us. Acting like a bitch now just makes you, a Bitch." Mike said, and brushed past them. He pulled Clair into his side and dropped his hand on her hip for good measure.
We decided to head back to the hotel and have lunch there. I was worried about Brad finding Clair or her 'friends' tipping him off.
"Clair, I need an assistant fast. If you could be ready in two days and are prepared to hit the road for the next four months living out of a suitcase, you are welcome to come along. I spend most of my day with my phone to my ear, and eighty percent of it is rubbish I don't need to hear. What do you think?" I said, without even looking at Mike. I was very jealous, but I think she might be just right for him.
Clair looked at Mike with huge eyes.
"Don't look at me. You would be Mom's assistant, and she can hire anyone she likes." Mike said, and didn't look angry at all.
"Fuck it, I don't have any ties here, and it would be so good to get away from all the bullshit." Clair said, raising the back of her hand to her eye.
"Good, I will get a car to pick you up and take you home to pack, we will be heading back to Nashville tomorrow if you can be ready that quick, or we will fly you back on Tuesday." I said, putting my arm around her and hugging her.
She was ready to be picked up in the morning, and when we pulled up outside, she was standing next to her bags, and her father was on the front step. I was still surprised her Dad didn't give her a hug goodbye. It seemed Clair wasn't joking.
It turns out Clair was a godsend. She took all my no-brainer calls and cut my workload by more than half. We worked hard all day and watched Mike perform each night.
Some of the band and all the roadies hit on Clair, but they all thought she was Mike's girlfriend. The next red-carpet event he had to attend, I sent Clair along to keep him company, and the media ate it up.
"I'm sorry about the other night. I didn't tell them I was his girlfriend or anything. They just printed it anyway." Clair said, at dinner a few nights later.
"Don't look at that shit Clair. They don't really know what goes on, so they make shit up. It will just drive you crazy trying to fight it." I said, but was happy they printed it. It was an excellent cover for Mike and me.
"You know you can trust me, right." Clair said, as we had a little too much to drink."I think so, Clair. You could already do some damage with the information from being so close to the band." I said, hoping she got the message that I was placing a lot of trust in her.
"I would never hurt you or Mike. I will take anything I learn here to the grave." Clair said, snuggling in close to me.
"I love that, Clair." I said, putting my arm over her shoulder and looking into her eyes. God, she was beautiful.
"Have you ever tried it with a girl?" Clair asked, surprising me, then looking away quickly.
"Clair, are you gay?" I asked, pulling her chin around to face me.
"I don't think so. I'm just curious about it." Clair said, her hand finding mine.
"I have never tried it either, but I have to admit you are so beautiful, I am tempted. But I can't do it." I said, but she had me trembling.
"Because of Mike?" Clair said, looking into my eyes.
"He would never cheat, ever." I said, but realized I had already given away too much.
"I won't tell anyone. You have my word, and my word is the only thing I have left, and I will guard it with my life." Clair said, a tear forming in the corner of her eye.
"How did you know?" I asked, worrying I am always giving us away.
"You didn't sleep on his couch or the bed in the room you gave me just messed up the sheets. In the morning, the room smelt of hot sex, and it was just you and Mike in there. And the song, it's about you. I don't think anyone else would pick that up, but when he sings it, he glances at you and grins." Clair said, listing off our failures.
"I would give him up for you, but I love him too much to hurt him like that. I don't think he will want to let me go anyway." I said, sure Mike would never leave me willingly.
"That's why I asked if you had ever thought about being with a girl. Every little girl dreams of having the love in that song, and maybe I could have had it if I hadn't given in to the pressure to be popular. I would be stupid to ask Mike to break your heart to be with me, to ruin something that pure would taint us forever. But maybe, just maybe, I could be part of your love, Mom." Clair said, her words melting my heart and those beautiful big blue eyes.
"Let me think on it for a bit, OK." I said, hugging her and kissing her on the cheek.
I was a space cadet for the next few days. But by now, I could do most of it in my sleep. We had a few days off, and the rest of the band was going across to Nashville for a break, but Mike, Clair, and I were doing a red-carpet event in Dallas. I booked a suite in the hotel and took Clair shopping for a dress. I was going as a third, so we had to pick two. It was so much fun shopping with her, and we started in the lingerie section.
I picked out some beautiful white sets and stepped into a change room, and when I had on the first set, I asked Clair to take a peek and give me her opinion. Then to my surprise, she came running into my change room in a bra and panties, holding some clothes in her hand. She was a knockout in a bra and panties, and it almost took my breath away.
"They look nice, but you have a great body. You should go a bit higher cut, like these." She said, doing a spin and showing off her almost G-string panties.
"They look wonderful on your young body." I said, almost running my hand over her pert bottom. "Here, give them a try."
She pulled them down her legs, and handed them to me.
I just stood there with my mouth open for a second, looking at her clean-shaven pussy before taking the warm panties, slipping mine off, and sliding hers up my legs. I looked in the mirror as I turned around, and they did show off my ass beautifully.
"Here, put on the bra too." Clair said, unclasping it between her boobs and shrugging it off her shoulders.
I hesitated to take off my bra in front of her as my boobs sagged a lot more than her perky ones. Clair just unclasped my bra and helped me put on hers. The touch of her hands and her unabashed naked form had my nipples hard in a flash. She handed me another set in white and unclasped my bra again, helping me with the new one and giving me the tiny G-string panties.
"They are lovely but a little X-rated. I couldn't bend over in this. I would be showing everything." I said, bending a little towards the mirror.
"But you wouldn't see them under a dress, and you would look almost naked, and that would drive Mike wild." Clair said, cupping under my breast, so the nipple peeked out the top.
"I think we need two sets of each, so we don't spoil the line of the dresses." I said, as Clair put on a matching set in white, she looked mouth-watering.
We picked out two dresses that looked similar enough but different and shoes to match. That night we got out of the car, and Mike extended his elbows to each of us and escorted us down the carpet. The press thought it was cute that Mike had his girlfriend and Mom on a date, but it did him no harm with the audience, who screamed his name.
Towards the end of the night, Clair dropped her hand in my lap under the table, and I left it. I was so horny that I would have let her finger me while Mike watched, but he didn't notice. I could feel her slowly trace her fingers up the inside of my thigh, just below my panties. I lent in to whisper something in her ear and pinched her nipple, making it go hard between my fingers. "Two can play that game." I whispered, and leaned back in my chair.
When I sat back, I could see my handiwork had its effect as her nipple was visible through her dress. This was something Mike did notice, but when I looked, I saw his eyes dart away. Clair continued teasing until she brushed against the hem of my panties, and I announced that Clair and I were heading upstairs to the rooms and for Mike not to be too long.
"Are you sure about this?" Clair asked, her face flushed but her nipples still hard.
"Mike will have to choose to be with you tonight. I won't make him do anything, but given a choice to have your beautiful body, I think you have a good chance." I said, putting my arm around her and going in to kiss her cheek.
Clair turned her head at the last second and kissed me on the lips. Her soft lips found mine, and her breath tickled my face. I pulled back and let us into the room, away from prying eyes. I pulled back the sheets and started to strip out of my dress. Then in just the G-string and bra, I turned to help Clair undo hers.
"Let's both get under the covers with only one of your legs out, and when Mike gets here expecting just me, you pop your head out from under the covers." I said, and we giggled and jumped in bed together.It was only a few minutes of Clair pinching my nipples when we heard Mike put his key card in the door. "Mom, are you ready for some fun?" Mike asked, putting his hand on Clair's leg.
"I think I am ready, are you?" Clair said, as she pulled her side of the covers down, exposing her face.
"Sorry, Clair, I must have the wrong room key." Mike said, his voice flustered.
"No, you have the right key. I am in your bed tonight." Clair said, as I popped my head out from under the covers.
"Mom! So she knows." Mike said, looking at me accusingly.
"It was the song. You gave us away with your sexy glances at me in the wings." I answered, pulling some of the covers my way, revealing more of Clair's thigh and beautiful bottom.
"I won't let you step aside for someone else." Mike said, and I was relieved but, saw Mike's eyes glance at Clair's ass for a second.
"I can't be at your side for all these events, it will give our love away, and I can't have your babies. Remember, having you nearly killed me." I said, sliding my leg out from under the covers, and got a glance too.
"I won't leave you ever. I love you." Mike said, but when I pulled more covers off Clair, his eyes swivelled again.
"But what if you can have us both. I love Clair. She is so beautiful inside and out. She has asked me to be her lover too, but like you, I can never cheat, but if we could share, is it cheating?" I asked, and Clair pulled down the covers and cupped my breast, kissing my cheek.
"I think it will take two strong ladies to keep a country star happy and not get divorced in the process. If I was your wife at home with the babies, what would you do for months on the road with all those girls flashing their tits and throwing their wet panties on the stage, would you last, do you think? A local plumber or carpenter would never have that problem." Clair said, lowering her side of the covers showing more of her upper half.
"What about my grandchildren? I can't have them for us." I said, and could see the bulge in Mike's pants.
"I think I can do it, Mike. I love Clair, and I believe that sharing could be good for all of us if we stay open and communicate our feelings. Come to bed with us, and let's try this out and see how it works." I said, and pulled off the covers, revealing our bodies in just white G-String panties and bras.
Mike stammered but not moving, so I reached out, pulled his tee-shirt out of his jeans, and tugged it over his head. He got the message and undid his belt, letting his jeans fall to the floor. Mike's cock was bobbing with excitement, and I couldn't blame him because Clair looked as sexy as hell, and I already knew what was hidden under the lingerie.
Clair reached out a tentative hand and wrapped it around Mike's shaft, stroking it and bringing a gasp from him. I took off my bra and reached between Clair's breasts and undid hers, letting them burst free. I pulled Mike down for a kiss and then pushed him towards Clair. He tilted his head and brushed her lips with his until she captured his lips and kissed him with a passion that sent a moment of jealousy through me.
I wasn't going to let that throw me and leaned in to kiss Clair as well, and I quickly learned why the kiss looked so hot as she made my toes curl and my nipples hard. I lay back and put my thumbs in the waistband of the G-string, and Clair copied me, and with a nod, we both pushed our panties down our bodies to display our pussies to Mike.
I had shaved mine to match, and this brought a smile from Mike, and Clair brushed her fingers over my bare mound, slipping a finger between my wet folds. I looked up at Mike, and he just stood there with amazement written all over his face.
"Quick, Mike put it in Mom, I want to see." Clair said, opening my pussy with her fingers and stroking his shaft.
I was in no shape to argue as my pussy pulsed and dribbled its juice down over my rosebud. Mike lined up between my thighs, and Clair pushed down his cock, and he groaned as his cock slid into my body. He pumped his prick into me as Clair teased and pulled on my nipple, but I stopped him with my hand and pushed him off and over between Clair's thighs.
"Your turn, Honey." I said, as I pushed her down onto the pillows and lined his cock up with her opening.
He slowly pushed forward, and Clair's pussy opened to accept him, his cockhead disappearing within her folds. When he was entirely inside her, she pulled her legs back to her chest and allowed him full use of her body.
"Oh fuck, Mike, that's good." Clair said, her hips rising to meet his thrusts.
"You are beautiful, Clair, just beautiful." Mike said, as he concentrated on her eyes.
"Oh, oh, I'm going to come." Clair said, and spasmed and shook as she orgasmed on Mike's cock.
Mike planted himself inside her as she rode out her climax. When her spasms died down, Mike continued to fuck her, their bodies slapping together as I played with her breasts.
"I need to release some of the pressure." Mike said, and pulled out and aimed his cock above Clair's body.
The first squirt of cum streaked across Clair's torso, landing across her breast and drawing a line to her bald mound. The second shot hit her under the chin and splashed across her other breast. Mike clenched his body and cut off the orgasm before putting his cock back inside Clair and began fucking her again.
I leant over her body and started to lick at the cum, following the line of cum up over her breast and nipple that stood to attention as I sucked it into my mouth. I licked the other line up into my mouth across her breast and along her neck and chin, then moved up to her lips, offering to share my bounty.
We kissed as Mike plowed into her, and it was the sexiest thing I had ever felt. My jealousy had passed as my love for her grew. "Your turn. Mom." Clair said, stopping Mike and pushing me onto my back.
Clair knelt next to me, took a few quick swipes of my pussy with her tongue, and then helped Mike slip his cock into my pussy. Her body was next to my head, so I reached under her and played with her pussy sliding my fingers through her folds and fingering her clit. With my fingers all juicy, I slipped them over her rosebud and her ass spasmed and she let out a moan.
I urged her body over mine, and she lifted her leg over my head and lowered her pussy onto my mouth. I could see her lips part as she spread her legs, and her clit was sticking out all plump and swollen. I ran my tongue through her pussy and across the gap between her pussy and anus, then I licked around her rosebud then drove my tongue in as far as I could.
"Oh, God! Mom has her tongue in my ass." Clair exclaimed, and let out another moan.
"Is that the only thing you have ever had in there?" Mike asked, and thrust into me hard.
"Only my finger and a hairbrush a few times." Clair said, shyly.
Mike drove into me deep and let go of two volleys of sperm right into my womb, then clenched his body to stop the flow. When his spasms had settled, I called for us to swap, lay Clair down on the edge of the bed, and straddled her face.
"Do you want to try a real cock in there, Honey?" I asked, as I felt the tip of her tongue on my clit.
"Oh, I could try. I want Mike to have all of me, anyway he likes." She said, bringing her legs back and allowing Mike to line up with her ass.
"I only want you in ways that give you pleasure. Don't ever do anything just because you think I might like it Clair." Mike said, as he put his cockhead against her crinkled opening.
I dribbled some spit at the point that they joined and spread it around with my fingers. Mike pushed, and her ass opened a little before snapping closed again, then on the second push, I watched it stretch out around his cockhead before slipping behind the rim.
"Oh, it's big, Mom." She said, panting but going back to licking my pussy.
"That's as wide as it gets, now push out a little." I said, as half of Mike's cock disappeared into her ass.
Then I felt a wet finger against my ass, and it slipped into me easily as Mike started to pump small strokes into Clair, going a little deeper on each push-in. She withdrew her finger and replaced it with two, then suckled on my clit as she finger-fucked my asshole.
Mike was wonderfully gentle fucking Clair's ass until I could see small ripples along the sides of her pussy then her grunts as she orgasmed on his cock. This brought a groan from Mike, and he started to shoot.
"Let it all go in her ass, Baby. I can have more fun tomorrow." I said, as I squirmed on Clair's mouth and fingers, screaming towards an orgasm of my own.
"I didn't know a guy could stop his orgasm like that." Clair said, as we lay on the bed spent.
"I had seen it on an old amateur video clip from years ago, but never in person until Mike did it." I said, playing with Clair's boob as she lay between Mike and me.
"I just worked out I could prolong my fun when I was jerking off, I didn't know it was unusual or anything." Mike said, playing with her other nipple.
"Well, it's fantastic for just this situation." Clair said, giggling when Mike and I tickled her from both sides.
The weekend went quickly because we stayed in the room all the time, having sex in every different position you could think of until Mike called uncle and just watched Clair and me in a sixty-nine.
We met up with the band for the last four weeks of the tour, and by that time, they were all sick of traveling and deserved a good break. Mike wanted to find a small farm in the hills to run some horses, and I couldn't think of a better way to raise kids, so we looked over a few and quickly found a beautiful property with a creek running through it just out of Nashville.
We all needed a break, and the new property was the perfect place to do it. The first night in the new house was a little strange as there was pretty much no sound at all while I tried to sleep. I woke up in the morning to an empty bed, and went searching for Mike and Clair, I could see Mike walking up behind Clair on the crest of a rise a few hundred yards away.
I was walking up behind them just as the sun peeked its head above the horizon. It was beautiful to watch the orange morning sky turning blue as the sun brushed the night away. I reached around Mike to wrap him in a hug as he did the same to Clair, and we stood silent as the birds started to sing to the new morning.
I reached for Mike's buttons and started undoing them, pulling his shirt off his shoulders and laying it on the grass. I then started on his belt as I felt him pulling off Clair's blouse. I lay my sundress next to his shirt, and Mike spread Clair's clothes next to them.
I pulled Clair into a kiss pressing my naked body onto hers, our breasts crushing together as we dropped to the makeshift bed. I rolled her to her back and kissed my way down her body turning mine to cover hers. I licked my way over her mound and between her thighs as I lifted my leg over her to give her access to my wet pussy.
Mike lent down to kiss me, then lick along Clair's pussy, moving to our other end and kissing Clair before running his tongue between my pussy lips. I felt his cock pressing against my opening as Clair held my lips apart and sucked on my clit.
Mike thrust into me, driving his cock into my core. I moaned into Clair's pussy as Mike built up speed pounding his shaft into my pussy, and the licking of my clit took me to the edge of my orgasm.
I stopped him and rolled us over, spreading Clair's pussy open for Mike to enter her. I suckled on her clit, licked the tip of Mike's cock, and then aimed it between her lips. He thrust into her and started to ram his cock home shaking her body above me with each stroke. Mike took hold of his cock and, pulling out, splashed Clair's ass and pussy lips with two blasts of his seed, then cut off his orgasm with a groan.
I spread his sperm around her ass with my finger and slipped the tip into her before lining up his cockhead with her asshole and watching her take him all into her body. I licked along her pussy, catching any of his sperm that dripped along her lips, and watched in wonder as her pussy and ass clenched and spasmed as her orgasm took hold of her body.
I took Mike's cock out of Clair and sucked on it, taking it deep into my throat and feeling it flex within me. Clair rolled us over and spread my ass cheeks, fingering my ass with two of her wet fingers. Mike pulled back from my mouth and pressed his hard cock against my ass and, with a hard slap of my ass cheek, rammed into me to the root.
I didn't last long with Mike ploughing into me, and Clair was flicking her tongue on my clit just the way I like. I tried to do the same for her, but I kept moaning with each stroke until my orgasm crashed through my body, causing me to spasm and rock on top of her. Mike thrust twice more, then forced himself deep inside me and let go of all his sperm.
"I have to pee real bad." I said, as we lay in the morning sun, our bodies soaking up the rays.
"It's only grass." Clair said, giggling as she pressed on my belly, making me wince.
I stepped a few yards away and squatted to let it flow, and when I looked up, both my lovers were watching me. Clair stood across from me and copied my stance and let go of her stream as well. We were both giggling as we jumped on top of Mike, kissing and caressing, trying to coax another erection from his flaccid cock.
After we had sex another time with Clair and me side by side, holding our legs to our chest as Mike moved from one pussy to the other until he filled me with his load. We hadn't noticed the storm clouds passing over until the first drops of rain hit our skin. We gathered our clothes and were about to put them on when a downpour opened above us.
We ran laughing towards the house with our clothes in our hands, but after fifty yards, we slowed to a walk, as we were wet as drowned rats but as happy as clams. I grabbed some soap from the bathroom, and we washed each other in the rain, the beautiful soft water dripping off our bodies.
Mike spent his days picking on his guitar and Clair, and I worked in the garden and cooked. At the end of the six months, Mike had enough songs for an album, and he talked to the boys about recording and the next tour. They were all rested and keen to start and agreed to meet in Nashville in a few weeks.
"I have something I want you to hear and see what you think, it might be the new single." Mike said, when he returned after spending a few days with Graham setting up for the recording session.
Clair sat with her back to me on the swinging chair as Mike strummed his guitar and started to sing the most beautiful love song I had ever heard. His vocals were clearer than ever before without the country twang that he had carried over the years. I couldn't hold back my tears as I realized it was a song for Clair, and I felt her sobs through her back as she came to the same conclusion.
We couldn't speak by the time he finished, but he took us by the hands and led us down to the spot we made love that first morning, and we watched the sunset with Mike behind us with an arm around each of our waist.
"Clair and Mom, I have been so lucky in my life, I have a mother who loves me with all her heart, and I have found a beautiful woman who knows all of my stuff and has not blinked. All this fame and all the money means nothing without you both. Making love here all those months ago showed me that I don't need any of the other things, just you two. Clair and Mom, will you both marry me?" Mike asked, as we turned to find him on one knee holding two boxes with rings. One on Clair's side was crusted with diamonds, and the one on my side was three bands of gold twisted together, one each of white gold, rose gold, and gold.
Clair dropped to her knee beside him and looked up at me. "Mom, I wanted to see if we could be together with Mike, but I didn't realize that I would fall so deeply in love with you both. You have shown me how to love and be loved. Mom, will you marry me too."
I sank to my knees with Clair, for Mike to place the rings on our fingers, but Mike pulled another box from his pocket and put it in my palm. I held it up to Clair and opened it to find another ring like mine. "Clair, I so wanted you to love Mike, and that you might accept me was incredible. But I have fallen in love with you as deeply as my love for my own Son. I know you can't wear this ring on your finger, but I would love for you to marry me as well." I said.
"Mom, it fits inside my ring. It's for both of us, so both our rings will be against her skin all the time. The gold is from grandpa and grandma's wedding rings that you gave me." Mike whispered, picking out the ring and clipping it inside his diamond-encrusted one hiding it from view.
"This one for Mom, it fits into Mine, so you will both know you have my heart." Mike said, placing another box in Clair's hand.
Mike entwined the two rings together and handed it back to Clair, who slid it on my finger. I helped Mike with Clair's one, and we held each other as we cried. The Album and Clair's single went on to be a big success, Mike's biggest hit yet. The songs more rock feel, lost some of the die-hard country fans but gained millions of new ones who had never heard Mike's music before.
The response to Mike's engagement to Clair was incredible except for some sadness from the hopeful girls out there. It also took away any worries about someone thinking he and I were too close because Clair and I were always holding each other and laughing and joking around like sisters.
Two years later, Clair was eight months pregnant, and we were back on the farm. Mike was writing, and he and I were watching Clair's belly grow. We were down by the creek when I saw Clair trying to reach something in the water. I couldn't help myself and gave her a small bump, and in she went stepping up to her hips in the clear water.
"You, You! How could you do that to a pregnant lady?" Clair said, with her arms out, trying not to get any wetter.
"Don't worry. I will save you." I said, throwing off my sundress and splashing into the water after her.
"Stop, stop." She said, but it was too late. I had her around the waist and was pulling her dress over her head.
I kissed her and pushed us both under the water, holding the kiss as we broke the surface. I cupped her breasts and pulled on her nipples as we continued the kiss. I slid one hand to cover her mound, slipping one finger between her folds as I walked us to the edge and onto the grassy bank.
Mike watched on as I continued to finger her pussy and suck on her nipples. They were bigger and darker than before but much more fun to suck on.
"God, a pregnant woman is so beautiful, Mom." Mike said, as he watched us play.
"And always horny. so come here and fuck me." Clair said, as she spread her legs wider for us.
Mike was taking off his clothes, and I rolled Clair on top of my belly and slipped three fingers into her pussy, stretching her out.
Mike placed his cockhead against her ass, and slowly sank into her. I withdrew my three fingers and put them back with a fourth, stretching her pussy out more while Mike fucked her ass.
Mike was pistoning in and out of her ass and I could feel every stroke through the thin wall between her ass and pussy. Clair was dripping as I licked her clit, so I folded my thumb into my palm and pushed. Clair grunted and pressed her body back onto my hand and his cock.With another grunt and a push, my hand slipped into the wrist. The warm feeling of the inside of her pussy was wonderful, and it soon took its toll on Mike, who had to release some pressure and squirt two loads of come onto her ass and my hand.
I could feel Clair start to clamp down on my hand as her orgasm was cresting. Her pussy lips trembled, and her ass clenched as the spasms rocked her body. I sucked her clit into my mouth and held onto it until her orgasm passed. Clair rolled on top of me and held me down with her pussy and ass on my face and held my legs to my chest as Mike fucked into my ass. All I could do was eat her pussy and moan as he fucked me to a huge climax, his come splashing into me as he collapsed onto my body. That night Clair started to have contractions and the baby was born the next morning. Mike wrote another song for his baby girl that was his biggest hit ever.
Mike, Clair and I saw many ups and downs but remained lovers for the rest of my life.
The End
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