章節 990: REYMUNDO'S HAT TRICK
Raymond's life took a turn the day he bought the hat. It was a very nice felt cowboy hat that he found while browsing in a San Antonio western wear shop. The minute he put it on his head and looked in the mirror, Raymond was a changed man.
The time between the end of high school and the twenty-first birthday often sees some of the biggest changes in a person's life, and that was certainly the case for Raymond Garza. In school, Ray had been on the fringes of everything. He was undistinguished in all areas and went largely unnoticed by teachers and classmates. His inexperience with women and shyness with both sexes kept him locked away in his room much of the time, where he learned to play guitar, sing, and masturbate. He was pretty good at all three.
Near the end of high school, Ray went through a late growth spurt, putting on a couple of inches in height and filling out his previously skinny frame. In his very last semester, he took a fluff course called "Elements of Acting" just for the easy "A". Surprisingly, Ray excelled at the role-playing and simple acting parts required by the course, and for the first time in his life, he became the center of attention for the small group that was his acting class. For his final exam, he incorporated his guitar and singing into a scene he had written for a character he dubbed Reymundo. He found it was easy to fake self-confidence within the confines of the acting class. As a side benefit, a couple of his acting class buddies had a band, and Ray got to sit in with them for a couple of songs at the Junior/Senior prom. That gave him a taste of performing that made Ray want to do more.
Ray continued his high school job when he graduated, and he used his new acting talent to move up a little in the small local company. It wasn't much of a job, really, and he longed for all the excitement he had missed in his life. He was barely making enough to move into a ratty apartment of his own, and that was very important to him. Conflict with his overbearing dad had been nearly constant for years. Ray's mom, an attractive but rather beaten down woman, was the object of both his admiration and scorn. Admiration for her charms and scorn for the fact that she had endured so many years with his unlikable father.
So, when he put that Stetson on his head and looked in the mirror that day, Ray saw Reymundo fully realized for the first time. The hat was all he needed to pull off the transformation. Ray bought the hat and hardly took is off for weeks. During that time, he would glance in the mirror and try out new facial expressions to match the hat. He hit on several that worked, but his favorite one was a slight turn of his head to the right coupled with a raised left eyebrow and a tight-lipped smile. It was the "Reymundo Look".
As the months passed, Ray planned his next life steps. He practiced his singing and guitar playing in front of a mirror, the hat on his head. He fabricated a resume of musical experience. At the local music store, he began reading the ads that bands had placed there in search of musicians. The one that caught his eye was for a lead singer and guitar player for a western swing band. With a deep breath and his hat pulled down just so, Ray called the number on the ad and talked to the lead guitar player, Frank.
In a week, Ray had quit his job and was playing his first gig with the Bluebonnet Plague. The group already had a circuit, playing 4 or 5 nights a week for pretty good money at roadhouses and bars from Austin to the Rio Grande valley. Their previous singer had gone back to school, and though Ray was a bit young, his enthusiasm and talent, along with a decent fake ID, got him the job. Ray wasted little time putting Reymundo to work on the chicks hanging out and dancing at their gigs. After a couple of weeks of giving the girls the "Reymundo Look" from the stage, only to have the girls disappear by closing time, Ray was ready for a new tack. One night in the middle of a set, when Frank began his solo on "San Antonio Rose", Ray put his guitar on the stand, climbed off the stage, walked up to a cute little thing standing by herself, gave her the Look, and began two-stepping with her around the floor. Frank liked to solo, and when he was finished, Art the steel player jumped in, so that by the time Ray got back to the stage, he fell in on the final chorus and finished the tune to rousing applause. That night, Ray took his dance partner back to the motel with him.
The Reymundo dance became a regular feature. Once a set, Ray would leave the stage, grab one of the chicks hovering nearby, and take a turn around the floor, finishing with a more-than-brotherly kiss on the mouth. More often than not, Ray got lucky with one of his dance partners. He thought he was doing pretty well until Frank casually pointed out that the girls rarely came back for seconds.
It was the first night of a two-night stand in a bar near Harlingen. Sophia de la Luz was sitting with a couple of friends at a table to the side of the bandstand. When she got up to go to the ladies room, she had to make her way through the herd of dancers and the knot of younger girls in front of the band who were waiting for Ray to come down. From his perch two feet above the dance floor, Ray surveyed the night's pickings, spied Sophia's long straight black hair, and pulled his Stetson down as he hopped off the stage. As Ray got closer, he realized that Sophia was much older than he had thought. Up close, he could tell she was in her forties, although she was well preserved.
When Reymundo gave Sophia the Look, she almost cracked up. When he took her in his arms and began dancing, she almost pushed him away, and when he tried the big kiss at the end, she'd had enough and turned her head to avoid him.
"What's wrong, babe? I thought you wanted to dance."
"I'm not one of your babes, and when I want to dance with you, I'll be sure to tell you," she said.
"Forget it," Ray thought. "She's some uptight lesbo or something." But her put-down had caught him off guard, and he mulled it over the rest of the set. By the time the band took a break, Ray was determined to get to know this tough Chicana better. He found her at the bar.
"Ma'am, I'm sorry if I offended you while ago", Ray said, still in "Reymundo mode". "Lemme buy you a drink."
"No offense taken. I'm sure those young chippies eat it up when you come on with that cowboy routine. I just happen to like a little more substance than that. But, hey, it's your thing, as the song says."
Once again, Ray wasn't quite ready for her. He felt like he'd left his zipper down. Doing his best imitation of himself as Reymundo, he said, "Ma'am, I don't have no routine. What you see here is just who I am."
Sophia looked him up and down, and then, boring into his eyes, she said calmly, "We don't believe that, do we?" Then she turned back to her drink. Ray felt like the proverbial deer in the headlights. Boy, did she have him pegged. Ray started to say something, then turned and headed back to the stage for the last set. When he finished, the room was pretty cleared out, and Sophia was gone.
Ray slept alone that night and thought about the pretty Chicana with the long black hair as he went to sleep. The next night, his eyes searched the bar for her and found her dancing with an old coot who looked like his best days were over. Sophia gave the guy a hug and a smile at the end of the dance, and that just about toasted Ray's chestnuts. Ray's fake confidence was shaken by this lady. He was out of his league with her. But none of that stopped him from wanting to talk to her again. He was ready for a desperate act. He was ready to drop Reymundo and be Ray, if it would get him closer to her.
After the first set, Ray found Sophia at the bar, alone as before. Approaching her slowly, Ray pulled off the Stetson, gently tapped her on the shoulder, and asked quietly if he could sit down next to her. Sophia glanced his way, took in the subtle change, and said, "Sure."
"So, you're dropping the rock-star act, huh? How come?"
"Jesus, is it that transparent?" Ray replied.
"Listen," Sophia told him, "I've seen lots of guys like that one you play up on stage. It makes for a good show, but doesn't work so well on a personal level. I try to steer clear of guys like him. A guy like you suits me better. What's you name, cowboy?"
Ray smiled sheepishly and said, "Raymond, or just Ray. The other guy is Reymundo."
"Well, ditch your buddy Reymundo and we can talk. I'm Sophia."
Over the next few weeks, Sophia and Ray got to know each other. The Bluebonnet Plague played around the Rio Grande valley two nights a week, and Sophia dropped in every time. By the end of the month, Sophia had invited Ray back to her small apartment.
"Let's see what all those little chippie girlfriends of yours have been going wild for," she said as she led Ray into the dark bedroom.
Docile as a puppy, Ray sat on the bed while Sophia unbuttoned his western shirt, knelt in front of him, and kissed his face, neck and chest while her expert fingers unbuckled his belt and flipped the buttons on his 501 jeans. Her face was near his navel by the time the zipper had hit bottom, and his stiffness sprung upwards, like a blind mole searching for daylight through his white briefs. Ray's confidence level was about 50%. He knew on the one hand that he'd poked quite a few girls in the months he'd been a singing star. On the other hand, he'd never tangled with a truly experienced woman like Sophia.
"Stand up, baby. Let momma find out what's going on in here."
Ray stood and Sophia eased his jeans and shorts down to his ankles, her face now mere inches from his protruding member.
"Hum," she said, critically, as she held and inspected his penis and scrotum. "Looks like all the parts are here. Wonder how well they work?"
Ray was hoping she would take him into her mouth, but Sophia was in charge, and she had a different plan. She told him to lie back against the headboard while she explained a few things.
Sophia clicked on a lamp by the bedside. The light was dim, not nearly bright enough to read by. She stepped to the foot of the bed and began to unbutton her pink cotton blouse.
"Just watch, and keep your hands off the package for now, please."
She slid the blouse off her shoulders and tossed it on a chair. Standing there in her matching pink bra, Sophia cupped her hands under her grapefruit-size breasts, pushing them up into a magnificent cleavage, highlighted by a tiny gold cross hanging on a chain, and then letting them back down. Ray just stared as she unbuttoned her full denim skirt at the side, let down the zipper, and dropped the skirt to the floor. Sophia stood there eyeing him with her legs slightly apart and her hands resting on ample hips, long dark hair falling across her shoulders and tits.
"I'm guessing you're used to grabbing, groping, and gagging those little girls you play around with. If that's the case, you're in for a bit of re-training tonight. I'm done with bad sex a long time ago. If you can't take a little bit of constructive criticism, now's your chance to leave."
Ray wasn't about to leave, and he let it be known that he was up for whatever she had in mind. Boy, was he up!
"These are something special," Sophia said as she removed her pink bra and hefted her breasts. "They were made to be handled and sucked by a new-born baby. They are not punching bags, and they're not gonna respond to rough treatment. If you can't be as gentle with them as a baby, you won't be touching them for long. Understand?"
Ray nodded, transfixed by the deep tan and quarter-sized areolas on her beautiful globes.
"Now down here, we have something just as sensitive. It'll make you very happy if you treat it right." Sophia hooked her thumbs in the elastic of her undies and slid them down her womanly thighs. A delta of closely cropped curly black hair pointed down to the sacred spot between her legs.
"This is the place everybody enters this world, and it's a holy place. When you're in this area, just consider yourself to be in church."
With that, Sophia turned around slowly, giving him the full view, and then put a knee on the bed and shuffled up Ray's legs, stopping as her bottom reached his knees. Ray watched intently, noticing pink inner lips pushing their way through the puffy brown flesh surrounding them. Sophia began to demonstrate how her holy place liked to be touched, using the fingers of her right hand. She pulled fluid from her vagina with her index finger and smoothed it on the hooded prominence at the top of her slit. She masturbated for Ray as he watched, his penis bobbing in the air in anticipation. Ray smelled her woman scent and marveled at the sight of her wet crevice. It almost salivated, just like he was salivating for a taste of her.
"Sophie, that's so sexy. Nobody has ever done that for me. I think I could come just watching you do that."
"Well, control yourself. There's a lot more for you to see and do before the night's over."
"Sophie, would you let me eat you? I've only tried it a couple of times, but right now, I'd love to have my face down there," panted Ray.
"That's the next step. You have to prove you can get me over the top before we go on to other things. Here's how we're gonna do it. Lie down flat on your back."
Sophia moved off Ray's legs and let him get into position, and then she swung her right leg over, placing her foot beside his left shoulder. Her left knee was by Ray's right shoulder, and Sophia tucked a pillow behind his head to bring him up to licking level.
Ray brought his hands up to her full bottom and dove into her face-first.
"Whoa, baby! Is that your best shot? You've probably driven some of those little cuties to hardcore lesbianism with technique like that. Take your time, and above all, use a light touch. Tease a little, don't just pile-drive your tongue in and maul my clit."
Ray tried to calm down and follow instructions, and he found he really enjoyed licking her, his hands fondling her smooth ass and his dick waiving like a flagpole. She evidently liked it, too, as her little instructions gradually turned into sighs and moans.
"Oooo, baby, I'm gonna come now. Sweetie, just keep that up a few seconds longer". Sophia's hands were in Ray's hair, pulling his face into her as she rocked her hips, dragging his tongue over her clit.
Ray felt her butt muscles contract as Sophia hit her stride. Her fluids flowed down into his mouth, and he avidly consumed them. At the peak, Sophia stiffened and then shivered as her climax passed. Ray was proud that he had brought her to this point, and grateful that she had showed him so much in so short a time.
Sophia slumped off to Ray's right side, her head on his shoulder and her hand reaching down along his stomach to lightly caress his needy penis. They kissed deeply. "That was pretty good, cowboy," she said, "how about something for you now?"
Ray began to roll on top of her when she stopped him. "No, you'd just pound me a few seconds and leave me hanging. I need to teach you some more about patience and show you why you should like being teased and strung along. On your back again, mister."
Sophia mounted him again and edged backward this time so that her bottom rested on his ankles. As she smiled and lowered her head to his waiting cock, her long dark hair flowed over both shoulders and covered his loins. In one slow, smooth motion, Sophia buried Ray's cock in the depths of her throat, not stopping until her lips touched pubic hair. The new and unbelievable sensation nearly forced Ray's hyper-hard erection to explode in her mouth. By the barest margin, he held onto his spunk as she pulled her head back and came to rest with the sensitive glans between her lips. Her hands remain on his pelvic bones as she let her tongue do the walking, swirling in circles, tasting the drips of jizz leaking from the tip.
Once again, Sophia's head moved slowly down Ray's cock, and then slowly back up again. This time, he had less of a problem controlling himself, and as her cock sucking cycles continued, he settled into a mental state unlike any he'd ever known. There was such a feeling of concentration mixed with unawareness of the passage of time, Sophia and Ray suspended in a waking wet dream. Gradually, she began to bring him back up from the depths of his reverie. Her hands came into play, cuddling his balls and clutching the base of his shaft. Her mouth now concentrated on the last few inches of Ray's cock, and her sucking grew stronger and louder. Rays hands, which had been resting by his side, now went to Sophia's hair, and he felt the coolness of it between his fingers and the up and down motion of her head. His body tensed and his hips began a slight vibrating as her hand and mouth stroking grew faster and tighter. At his peak, Ray felt as if he were falling and flying simultaneously, his fluids rushing out of his cock and being consumed by Sophia at an equal rate. When it was over, he couldn't remember whether he had screamed or had uttered no sound at all.
For a young and relatively inexperienced man, this was the blowjob of a lifetime. He wanted them all to be like this from now on.
In the aftermath of Ray's orgasm, he found Sophia again at his side, still with her hand on his still reasonably erect member. She began to tell him things and nuzzle into his neck, occasionally tonguing his ear gently. Her voice carried him along in his dreamy state, the mood of sensuality unbroken.
In a while, Ray opened his eyes just wide enough to watch Sophia mount him again and slip his penis gingerly into her sacred place. Now began a slow and sensual fuck with Sophia firmly in control. But Ray was more active now, fondling the breasts that dangled delightfully above him, running his hands through her dark locks and down her back, coming to rest on a fine bottom. She held herself on stiff arms, moving her pelvis forward and dragging it back toward his knees, the rhythm slow and steady. He got the feeling that he could happily go on all night at this pace. For her part, Sophia was never more content than when she had a good firm young man inside her and beneath her, with all the motion and control in her hands.
In time, she moved on to more of a hip grinding, rocking tempo. She brought him and herself along, and he remembered what she had told him about the benefits of patience and teasing. He had never reached such sexual highs.
They weren't saying much at this point, and each seemed lost in another world, but it was a world that depended upon the other's presence. There was unspoken communication between them, and with Sophia's guidance, they began the inevitable passage into orgasm simultaneously. The long, slow jogging transitioned to a sprint as they rushed to embrace each other, mashing their bodies as closely as possible, smearing their sweaty loins together, losing the tempo in a quivering final plunge into each other, and experiencing the pure feeling and loss of control as muscles contracted and semen flowed out of one and into the other.
"So, how was that, compared to the sex you usually have?" Sophia asked after she rolled off him at last.
"No comparison. I've just been wasting my time with those young chicks," Ray replied.
So, Sophia and Ray fell into a regular routine. Every night in the valley was spent in her bed, loving and learning. She told him sexual things from her past, as well. Often, she used them to heighten his arousal, and Ray came to appreciate his good fortune. So that he would not mess up a good thing, Ray volunteered to save his loving for her and abandon the bar chicks he could get at his other gigs. This seemed to please Sophia, and she matched his promise.
All went along fine until one Saturday night at a bar outside of San Antonio, something very strange happened. The next day, something weirder still occurred, and by the next Thursday, Ray was desperate to tell Sophia. They were lying cuddled up next to each other, satisfied after a long fuck following the gig, when Ray began to speak.Sophie, something happened at the gig the other night, and you're the only one I can tell about it. I'm not sure how you're gonna take it, though."
"Oh, so you screwed a bimbo? Is that it?"
"No, no. I didn't screw anybody."
"You gonna make me drag it out of you? Just tell me, if you wanna tell me."
"I don't hardly know how to." He paused and then began again. "I've told you about my mom and dad, right?"
"Yeah, the doormat and the asshole."
"Right, well the doormat came to my gig the other night, out of the blue. Asshole was out of town on business, or maybe fucking around. You know I hardly see them anymore, although I try to call mom every week or two. I talked to her a bit, using my best Reymundo, hat and all, and when it came time for me to dance, I picked her and did the whole routine. I thought she'd get a kick out of it and the little chippies would get huffy, which would have been fun. But when I kissed her, she really kissed back, and she didn't act like she was kidding."
"Whoa!"
"Yeah, and before she left, she asked me to drop by on Sunday. She didn't think dad would be back very early, and so I told her I'd be there around 4. So, when I got there, I went in as Reymundo, and she was dressed very casually in shorts and a tee-shirt, and she said she wanted to dance again. I was like, 'Huh?' you know? What the hell?"
"So, did you dance with her?"
"Yeah, and it was the craziest thing. She had a CD all ready to go, and she was holding on like really tight, and when the song was over, she acted like she expected a kiss, and when I kissed her, she wasn't stopping, and before I knew it, we're standing there making out."
"How long did that go on?"
"Just a few minutes. And then we heard dad's car pull in, which was unexpected, and I pulled away and she headed for the bathroom, and I hit the front door. I was just walking out when dad came in from the garage and gave me a few parting shots as I left. You know, 'What the hell are you doing here? Begging for money? When are you getting a real job?' and so forth."
"Baby, what did she say to you?"
"Nothing much, really. She did say, 'I just don't know what to do' a few times. I don't know if that meant she didn't know what to do about dad, or maybe if she should go check into a mental hospital or something."
Sophia was silent for a couple of minutes. Then she began again.
"Ray, I've told you some things about me, sexual things, just so you would know me better, and I thought some of them might turn you on. But there's one story I haven't told you, and now would be a good time. I had an uncle, my mom's brother, who was always close to our family. He was a pretty amazing guy. He'd been all over the world and stuff. Well, I promised myself that when I got old enough, I would seduce him, and I did. We carried on for a couple of years when I first got out of school. It was great, but we had a couple of close calls, and I didn't want him or me to be ruined with the rest of the family, so we stopped. But to this day, I remember those times as some of the best. So, I have a little bit of experience with this stuff. It may not be exactly the same, but it's pretty clear what's happening. For whatever reason, your mom wants you in her bed. She's not the kind of woman who would take responsibility for stuff she does, is she?"
"No way. I think she married dad so she'd never have to make a decision on her own."
"Well, I think what she was telling you was, 'I wanna do it, but I want you to tell me to do it'."
"That kinda makes sense. She was asking me to tell her what to do. I'll bet the Reymundo thing fits in with that, too. I never used to be confident at all, and now she sees my new act and believes it. I thought she'd see through it just like you did."
"She WANTS to believe it. She's probably sick of being your dad's doormat and wants to be yours for a while. So, what are you gonna do about it?"
"Sophie, I got you, and I don't wanna mess that up, not even for this weird thing."
"But, if it weren't for me, you'd do it?"
"I gotta say, I'd jump at it. How many guys ever get to bed their mother?"
"Not many." Sophia paused again. "Ray, you gotta go for it. I'll make this one exception for you. I couldn't take that away from you. But if some movie star ever comes on to you, you have to say, 'No'."
Ray laughed. Then he held her closer and kissed her deeply, in appreciation. "Sophie, can you help me with this? Is that too weird a thing for me to ask?"
"Oh, I can help you, alright. Between the two of us, we'll have her eating out of your hand. Or out of your lap!"
"You mean, between the three of us, counting Reymundo!"
The next day, Ray called his mom and told her to come to his apartment on Saturday. He knew his dad always played golf or did some other stupid shit on Saturdays, and the last thing his dad would ever suspect was for mom to go sneaking around. When he called her, he made sure that his tone was very imperative and didn't leave much room for her to say no.
Ray had his place cleaned up, his coolest clothes on, and his hat in place when his mom arrived. He met her at the door, ushered her in, and gave her a very deliberate and deep kiss.
"Oh, Raymond, I, I just don't know what to do..."
"I'm gonna tell you what to do," Ray said, and his mother's face brightened. "You will be fine, but you have to do exactly as I say. Do you understand?"
She sniffed and nodded.
"I have to be sure that you will mind me, or else things will not go well. So, I'm gonna give you a test. Just follow my instructions." And with that, Ray pull back from his mother, took a couple of steps back, and sat down in a chair opposite the couch.
"Unbutton your blouse, Donna." Ray had never called her anything but "Mom" before. Without hesitation, Donna complied.
"Now, turn around and take your blouse off." Again, no hesitation. "Donna, unzip your skirt and let it fall." Ray's mom was now turned away from him, facing the couch in her underwear and bra.
Ray struggled to keep the confident tone in his voice, and the nervousness out. "I want you to remove your bra. Now, Donna." She did as commanded. Ray detected her shiver from across the room, though it was rather warm in the apartment. Donna's legs moved nervously.
When his mom had turned away from him, Ray had begun stripping off his own clothes.
"Okay, good. Now pull your panties all the way down your legs, slowly, and step out of them." Ray's cock, now in his hand, lurched at the sight of his mother's ass and cunt as she leaned forward to remove her panties. Ray smiled a little at how well this was going, and he mentally thanked Sophia for all the training that kept his cock under control.
The next step was a big one, and it was critical to get it right. Would she freak out at the sight of him naked? Ray stood and dropped his cock.
"Donna turn around and look at me." As she turned, Ray took the short steps toward her and embraced her, their fully naked bodies pressing as close as his stiff cock would allow. They kissed, and Ray's right hand went to her ass, kneading firmly. Donna was moaning deep in her throat and apparently lost in the moment. After a bit, Ray pushed back from her to arm's length and said, "Donna, sit on the edge of the couch."
Donna sat as directed. She was really his. There had not been the slightest hesitation. As Ray took in her body, his cock bobbing, he fought the urge to skip the rest of Sophia's plan and just plunge his cock into her. But his training paid off.
"Give me your hand." He placed her hand on his cock. "Now, take me into your mouth." Ray's mom knew just what to do. After all, her husband had taught her to suck cock years ago. However, as Ray played with her soft brown hair, he kept a tight control on his passion. When Donna tried to move too fast for him, Ray made her slow down. After a few minutes, he made her stop altogether.
"Donna, lean back and raise your knees to your breasts." Ray knelt in front of the couch, put his hands on the backs of his mother's thighs, and began to eat her. Teasingly, slowly, Ray ate. Donna seemed confused. Obviously, she had not expected this. Soon, though, she was moaning again and moving her hands to Ray's head.
"Oh, Raymond! Oh, I've never felt like this before. My god, where did you learn... Oh...Ray..."
Although Ray did his best to stretch things out, his mother was coming in a few short minutes. She seemed to have so much pent-up passion, and it spilled out, along with her own juices. Mom wasn't a quiet comer, nor was she passive. Her hands flailed the couch and pulled Ray's hair, and her legs pumped in the air.
The dutiful son Raymond continued to lick his mother's cunt until she melted on the couch. When Ray stood again, he knew he was playing for all the marbles. He took her hands and gently pulled her up off the couch, holding her face and staring into her eyes.
"Listen to me, Donna. I'm going to fuck you now. You know that, don't you?"
She nodded.
"Go to the bedroom and lie down on my bed. Spread your legs and play with yourself. I'll be there in just a minute. I want you wet and ready when I get there."
His mother was very wet already, but she shuffled down the hall into his bedroom and did as he asked. As soon as she got to the bedroom, Ray speed dialed Sophia.
"It's done. She's waiting for me in the bedroom. It went just as planned. Keep your eyes on that computer screen. Sophie, I love you."
So, Sophia was the unseen guest as Ray fucked his mother for the first time, thanks to Ray's web cam. It was all prepared, and there was nothing for him to do but climb on the bed, kiss Donna's face, lips, and tits, and then ease his cock up inside her. Donna gave herself fully, responding to a rhythm as old as time. Ray was in command of her, which was what she wanted and needed. He was so much more satisfying than her husband had ever been. When she came that first time with her son in her cunt, she felt him flood her with cream, and she felt complete as a woman. And on the other end of the web cam, Sophia came, too.
The weeks that followed were a joyous time for Raymond. As Ray, he learned amazing things about sex and closeness with a woman he now loved. As Reymundo, he taught those same things to another woman, one he also loved but in an entirely different way. Could life ever get any better?
Well, maybe.
Once again, Ray and Sophia were in her room in the valley of South Texas, post coitus. And again, Ray had something to talk to her about.
"Honey, would you like to meet my mom sometime?"
"I was wondering when you'd get around to this." As always, Sophia could read him like the morning newspaper.
"Sophie, I know you've had lots of sexual experience. Doing it with your uncle, and even a couple of experiments with other women. Have you ever done a threesome?"
"Just once," she said coyly.
"Did you like it?"
"You want us both to fuck your mother. Well, I can't deny it, I've thought about it, too. Do you think she'd go for it?"
"She hasn't balked so far. She has a birthday coming up next weekend, and dad's away again. I think I could get her to see it as a present."
"You little mother fucker. Having both of us is not enough for you. Now you want both of us at the same time. Don't you have any morals?" she teased.
"Not so as you'd notice."
So it was that Sophia and Ray began planning a tryst with Donna. On the appointed evening, Donna appeared at Ray's apartment door. Sophia watched her go in and then made her way to the door."
Ray held his mother in his arms. "Donna, I have something special planned for your birthday. I think it's shitty that Dad has ignored it, and you."
"Raymond, you give me so much already. You don't need to spoil me."
"This is a very special gift, Donna. It's something you'll never forget." He held her closer and kissed her. Ray studied her face and saw nothing but complete surrender there.
"I have someone for you to meet, baby."
With that, Ray turned and opened the door, took Sophia by the hand, brought her inside and kissed her warmly. She was wearing a sleeveless black dress with a plunging neckline that fit her tightly down to just above her knees. Her black bra pushed up a perfect cleavage in which nestled a small gold cross.
Ray saw the questioning look in Donna's eyes as he presented his lover. "Donna, meet Sophia, my best friend." Sophia moved to Donna, embraced her, and kissed her cheek. "Hi, Donna. I'm so happy to meet you."
"Are we going somewhere, Raymond?" his mother asked.
"No, dear. We're not. Sophie is here to show you some things. New things. In the bedroom."
Sophia smiled and walked down the hall to Ray's bedroom. Ray took his mother's arm and ushered her down the hall. Ray's girlfriend was sitting in a chair opposite the foot of the bed when they came in. Donna looked nervous as Ray positioned her beside the bed and began to remove her red blouse. Her eyes held questions as he reached around her and unhooked her matching bra, sliding it off her arms and dropping it on the floor. Donna glanced at Sophia and she smiled back, nodding her head in encouragement, her long dark hair shimmering.
"Raymond, I don't know..." Donna whispered.
"Shhh, baby. This is all for you. Just do what I say and enjoy the show."
Ray had his mom's skirt unbuttoned and down to the floor, along with her panties, in a flash. He spoke to her as he removed his own clothes, holding her eyes with his to stifle any protest. When they were both naked, he sat her on the bed and positioned himself sitting at the headboard. Then he guided his mom so that she lay between his legs with her back against his chest, facing Sophia. Ray began to fondle his mother's breasts.
"Donna, watch me," said Sophia, still smiling reassuringly.
Sophia wriggled her tight skirt up to her waist, revealing a black garter belt. She leaned back and placed both feet on the bed, spread wide, exposing her stocking-clad legs all the way to her upper thighs. Donna gasped as she saw that the other woman wore no underwear.
Ray whispered into his mother's ear. "Sophie is an expert at sex. She's going to masturbate for you now."
Donna's breath caught in her throat. "Ohhh..."
As Donna and Ray watched in the dimming room, Sophia shook her beautiful long hair, brought her fingers to her mouth to wet them, and began a slow circular rub centered on her clitoris. Her inner lips engorging, she dipped her fingers into her pussy and lifted them to her nose, then stuck out her tongue, and dragged her fingers over it. She returned again to her clitoral ministrations.
Ray whispered once more. "Do what she's doing," and Donna began to finger herself. She seemed fully engaged now, and she held up two fingers for Ray to lick, her scent proving her willingness.
Ray had to re-position his cock as it hardened like concrete, and now it was running along Donna's spine. Thoughtfully, she reached back with her left hand and caressed his balls. On the chair, Sophia worked her sacred place with religious fervor, and Donna mirrored her actions on the bed. Sophia seemed tuned in to Donna's level of arousal, and she nodded discretely to Ray, signaling that the time was right to move on.
"Donna, stop masturbating now. Scoot down the bed, baby," commanded Ray.
Knowing something even better was on its way, Donna scuttled away from her son. He followed her until he was able to lie flat on the bed, and he pulled her shoulders back so she was lying on his chest. Meanwhile, Sophia had stripped and made her way up the bed to Donna's cunt. Ray's best friend began licking Ray's mother in her most private part.
Donna was pretty far gone at this point, and Sophia could smell her frenzy, so she took a break from cunt licking and began to tend to her neglected friend's penis. With her expertise in oral love, Sophia could play this mother and son team like twin fiddles. Donna could feel Sophia's hair flowing over their loins and she looked down to see the dark woman bobbing her head on Ray's cock.
When Sophia judged that the time was right, she inserted Ray's cock into his mother's pussy and went back to slowly masturbating Donna with her tongue. Donna was almost out of control, her breasts caressed and massaged by her son, whose dick rode steadily into and out of her cunt, while the pretty Chicana bathed her clit in kisses. It couldn't last long now, and it didn't.
Donna erupted, her normally noisy climax reaching new heights. Her son and his friend plodded along at a maddening rate right up until she reached her pinnacle, when they gratefully increased their speed and pressure to propel her completely over the top and into new climactic territory.
Donna was nearly passed out when Ray eased her over onto her side and removed his hard dick. Sophia moved beside him, and he turned to her, nuzzling her neck and thanking her for all she had done. She tugged on his cock, encouraging him to mount and enter her. They fucked slowly, kissing and fondling each other with Ray's mom a foot away. At last, she came out of her stupor and turned toward them, avidly interested in watching her son make love to his friend, her new friend. Sophia and Ray turned their heads to Donna and gathered her to them, each with an arm around her. They traded kisses while Sophia and Ray fucked, Donna's hands feeling her son's ass, her new friend's tits, and around Ray's ass to the place where they were joined. After long minutes, all of them sharing this intimacy, Ray and Sophia came, much to Donna's delight. Ray rolled off and lay between the two women, his favorite women in the world, and they found a triple spoon position where they slept until the middle of the night.
Ray awoke, horny. Sophia was behind him, breathing softly, and his mother was in front, her ample ass pressed against his swelling cock. One thing was left to do.
"Sophie, are you awake?"
"Mmm."
"Will you get the stuff for me?"
"Sure, baby. It's here on the nightstand already. Why don't you wake your mom up like a nice boy?"
Ray lifted his mother's hair and began kissing her neck and shoulders, working his way to her right ear. His hand roamed lightly over her breasts.
"Momma," he whispered, though he usually called her Donna these days. "We have something else for you."
"What, more? I can't believe there could be more!"
Sophia had gotten up and gone to the bathroom, bringing back a warm wet washcloth and a bowl of warm water. She began giving Donna a bed bath, waking and relaxing her at the same time. When Sophia was through with Donna's face, breasts, arms, stomach, and crotch, they turned her over and scrubbed her back and down to her ass. Donna raised her hips to allow a pillow to be placed under her. Ray took over the duties here and carefully washed her crevice and asshole. Donna was enjoying the attention, completely relaxed in their presence.
Then Ray began kissing his mother's ass while his girlfriend lay next to her and covered the side of her face with kisses. Ray worked his tongue along his mother's crack and into the wrinkled opening. Donna was almost ticklish there and had to concentrate on not squirming and laughing. Then Ray lay on the other side of his mom and Sophia took his place. Taking the lube from the nightstand, she spread a glob on Donna's pucker and began working her index finger into her boyfriend's mom's asshole.
"Hey, that's getting a little personal, don't you think?" said Donna.
"We're all friends here now, Donna. Just relax. Ray, why don't you play with Donna's pussy a bit?"
Ray moved his right hand under his mom and felt his way to her warm cunt. With his other hand, he played with the hair at her neck and massaged her back. Soon, the dual play of pussy and asshole had Donna warm and wet.Donna was getting used to Sophia's finger in her ass, and then another was inserted. Taking her time, Sophia worked her anus open, smoothing the muscles while her boyfriend worked the front side.
"I think I know what you're planning, and I want you to know, I've never done that before," said Donna.
"You say that now, but you won't be able to say it in the morning," her son replied.
As Sophia worked her fingers in and out, she paused to squirt some lube on her left palm and, reaching over, spread the clear goop on her lovers cock. In a few minutes, Donna's arousal increasing, Sophia nodded to Ray. She then took her place by Donna's side, her fingers once again finding Donna's pussy, as Ray mounted his mother's thighs. He eased forward, positioning his cock at his mom's loosened sphincter and pressed into her.
"Raymond, please be careful," Donna said, but she clearly was not protesting.
With slow, easy strokes, Ray entered his mother's ass a little deeper each cycle. The sensation was totally new to Donna as Sophia continued to finger fuck and kiss her and her son reached maximum depth in her rectum. From Donna's characteristic moans, both her lovers knew that she was into it now. Behind her back, there was eye contact going on between the darker woman and the young man. Ray put his fingers, fresh from his mom's cunt, to Sophia's nose and lips, and she sucked them clean. As Donna neared her orgasm, Ray caressed her shoulder while Sophia played with herself, as much for his enjoyment as hers.
Ray's control was good, having already had a cum, and he could have continued through his mom's climax, but he chose to unload into her ass as she came, maintaining a slightly stronger thrust and the constant rhythm. He drew it out as long as possible, losing himself in the sight of his cock disappearing down Donna's asshole. Soon after they climaxed, sleep overtook them again.
It had been light outside for a couple of hours when Ray drifted back to wakefulness. He was aware of some movement on the bed behind him and a slight slurping sound. But when he opened his eyes and glanced over his shoulder, he was surprised to see that it was his mother doing the slurping, Sophia's fingers in her hair encouraging her. They had apparently been at it for a while, and Ray turned over to face them, his cock hardening at the sight.
"Donna, your son's awake, I think. Come up here and we'll show him something new."
Donna kissed her way up Sophia's torso, lingering at her breasts, and eventually finding the darker woman's mouth. With their legs alternating, Donna brought her pussy up next to Sophia's and ground them together in a circular motion. The girlfriend reached for her lover's cock and began a steady fisting as he watched the surreal vision. Donna, the more vocal of the two, moaned deeply as pussy stimulated pussy. In an experience unique to all of them, the women lovers began to come. Sophia abandoned her cock fisting, but Ray picked up where she left off, content to be a voyeur to this incredible pairing. He had to work fast to catch up to the women, and they were passed their peaks when his cock exploded, jizz arcing onto his mother's back and ass.
The rest of the day they moved around the house naked, caressing each other in passing as they made a late breakfast and talked about the previous night. After breakfast, Donna spoke.
"I really don't know what I should do now. I feel so happy, but I have to go back to my real life in a while."
Ray glanced at Sophia who nodded slightly. "I think it's pretty obvious what you have to do now. I'm planning to move to Harlingen. You should get rid of that boring, cheating husband of yours and move down there, too."
"Well, if you say so," said Donna, and they all smiled.
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