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Chris cums into his own	By : thebogeyman Category: +1 through F > Family Guy Views: 61650 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chris cums into his own
Chapter 5

"Lois, wait up!"
"Hey Bonnie, how are you?"
"I'm fine but how are you?"
"I'm doing better. I figured three months was enough mourning. It's time to move on."
"I see. Well you look fantastic. I hardly recognized you without your green shirt, and are you letting your hair grow out?"
"Yeah, like I said, time to move on. Peter's gone but I've got a long life ahead of me. I needed to make some changes."
"Well I love it. So, have you met someone?"
"No, not really."
"You have! Look at you, you're glowing and you can't keep the smile off your face. Who is it? Please tell me it's not Quagmire."
"Are you kidding? I wouldn't let that...."
HUBBA, HUBBA LOIS, YOU LOOK SMOKIN HOT AGAIN TODAY. TIME TO QUIT TEASING THE Q MAN AND GET THAT SEXY ASS OVER HERE. AND BRING BONNIE WITH YOU. I HAVEN'T HAD A THREE WAY SINCE TUESDAY... OH!"
"Don't look at him," said Lois, taking the curvy brunette by the elbow and leading her into the house. "I swear to god, every time I leave the house it seems like he's there. It's getting so bad that I'm almost afraid to go outside. Chris made me promise to keep the doors locked when I'm home alone."
"Thank god it isn't him. I don't know if we could still be friends if you were screwing that sleaze bag. So who is it? Is it someone I know?"
"Would you like a glass of wine?"
"Lois! it's not even noon. Since when did you start drinking during the day?"
"Since I'm going to be telling someone something that I shouldn't, but I've got to share this with somebody. If I can't tell my best friend, who can I tell? By the way, where's Suzie?"
"She's with my parents. It's nice to have a day off once in awhile."
"Tell me about it. Stewie and Brian are with my folks for the summer."
"Lois, you're changing the subject."
"I know. Let's take our wine to the living room."
They sat on the couch facing each other, and Lois looked into the anxious eyes of her friend. She took a sip of wine and started. "Before I tell you who, you should know that he's the most amazing lover I've ever had. He can read me like a book, and when I want it gentle he can be so tender it almost makes me cry. And when I'm in the mood for the rough stuff, he can be a brutal animal. He'll grab my hair and yank my head back while he's pounding my cunt. Then he..." Lois caught herself and took another sip. "Anyway, you get the point. He's hung like a horse. It's almost ten inches long and as thick as my forearm. No one's ever filled me the way he does."
"Jerome! You're fucking Jerome again!
"No. He's bigger than Jerome, and Jerome didn't have a soft side. To be honest he was never that rough either. Jerome's main strength was endurance. He'd stick that big ole cock in me and just pump away until I was almost forced to cum. I remember one time.."
"Lois, you're killing me. Who are you fucking?"
Lois grinned. She was having fun teasing Bonnie, but it was time to let the cat out of the bag. "It's Chris."
Bonnie blinked several times and stared at the gorgeous red head. "Chris? Your son, Chris? You're fucking pudgy little goofy Chris."
"Have you seen him since the funeral?" Lois asked.
"No, I haven't seen any of you since the funeral. I've been so busy, and you guys never seem to be home when..."
"It's okay, I understand. But if you haven't seen him since then you won't recognize him now. He dropped the extra weight, and he must be six inches taller then I am. He's become an incredible man. When Peter died I kind of lost it for awhile. Chris was the one that held the family together. He made sure that he and Meg got to school, organized the meals and made sure that the bills got paid."
"You're sure that we're talking about the same person? Blonde hair, pizza face, always wears a stupid hat?"
"I know it's hard to believe, but it's really him. Are you disgusted that I'm having sex with my son?"
"Disgusted?" Bonnie asked, staring into space. "No. Surprised, perhaps a bit envious, but not disgusted. Hell, I'd probably fuck Kevin if he wasn't such a shell-shocked psychopath. I haven't heard from him since he moved out. I don't even know where he's living." she finally looked back and met Lois' eyes. "So how did it happen, did he seduce you?"
"No, he came home one night and heard me crying. He got into bed with me, you know, just to comfort his mom, and one thing led to another."
"So, he 'accidentally' grabbed your breast, or maybe that giant cock of his just slipped between your thighs. 'oops, how did that get there'."
Lois sighed. She still wasn't particularly proud of this part. "No, I started it. I woke up early and he was still spooned up behind me. He must have been having a sex dream because he was squeezing my boob and I could feel his hard cock against my butt. Well, I just had to have it, so I tried to get him inside me without waking him up. I got him in but he rolled over and woke up. You should have seen him when he thought that he was raping me in his sleep. Once I got him calmed down and told him what I had done, he got this big ole grin and wanted to know why I didn't ask him. That was a week ago and we've been doing it ever since. I've had more sex this week than in the last two years with Peter."
"Why Lois, you shameless hussy."
"I know, but it had been three months and I was so horny."
"HA! three months? Try ten years. I haven't gotten laid since Joe's accident."
"You told me once that he couldn't have sex, but I've been curious. How did you get Suzie?"
"We went to a fertility specialist and they extracted sperm from his testicles."
"Oh my."
"Yeah it was unpleasant, but Joe wanted a little girl so badly, and we thought Kevin was dead, so I went along with it. Thank god Joe can't feel anything below the waist. It was a really big needle." Bonnie seemed to think for a moment, and then asked, "So Lois, I assume you don't plan to keep him forever do you?"
"Of coarse not. Some day he'll want a family of his own. I'm just teaching him about sex, and believe me, he's a excellent student."
"It sounds like the teacher is having as much fun as the student. Tell me Lois, would you consider loaning him to me for awhile? Maybe I could teach him a thing or two."
"Bonnie, you're married. Chris might have a problem with that. I know I do."
"Lois, you were right to stop me from cheating in Paris. I was doing it behind Joe's back and that was wrong. But he and I talked about it, and he understands that I have needs that he can't satisfy anymore. He said that it would be okay for me to stray once in awhile. He only had four rules. No pregnancy, no disease, no more than three times with one man, he doesn't want me starting a relationship, and he doesn't want to hear about it. I had my tubes tied so no babies, and I think you two are both clean. I'm not going to run off with a kid half my age, and neither of you are going to talk to Joe about it. Joe pleasures me with his mouth, but it's not the same thing. Please Lois, let Chris fuck me."
Lois thought for a moment. She was surprised by the twinge of jealousy that she felt, but fought it down. This might be just what Chris needed. He would see that there were plenty of milfs out there, happy to fuck his brains out, if older women were what he desired. It would make it easier on him when she eventually had to end their sexual relationship.
"Bonnie, Chris is a man. I can't order him to fuck you. 'Chris darling, would you take out the trash, and when you're done with that be a dear and hop over to fuck Joe's wife'." Bonnie's excitement had turned to dejection as she spoke, and Lois paused dramatically, just to let it sink in. "But," she added. "I happen to know his Achilles heel. The thing that will get him so hot that he won't be able to keep himself from fucking you silly."
"What? What's his weakness?"
"You went to collage, right?"
Bonnie looked perplexed and asked, "Yes, but what does that have to do with anything?"
"Well Chris has been pestering me. He wants to have Meg and I together, but I told him that he just introduced her to sex. She's not going to be ready for..."
"Wait a second. Are you saying that Chris screwed Meg as well?"
"It was her first time. Oh Bonnie, he was so sweet with her. He knew that he was too big for her. I told you about his cock. Can you imagine dealing with that your first time? So he used some of my dildos. He started with the smallest and gradually worked up to a big one. By the time he decided that she was ready, she was practically begging for it. Did you cum your first time?"
"No. It was so awful that I didn't have sex again for a year."
"Me either, but Meg did, and she came hard."
"You're saying that you watched your son deflower your daughter?"
"Well I didn't have much choice. Chris had me tied to the bed. I didn't tell them, but I came once just by rubbing my thighs together while I watched them."
"My god. I thought that you were the average American family, and meanwhile there's a porn movie going on over here. But I think you changed the subject again. What does this have to do with getting Chris to fuck me?"
"Well if you went to collage I'm willing to bet that you experimented with at least one girlfriend."
"LOIS! Are you suggesting that..."
"Chris wants a threesome. If he were to find us together and you were on top, thus the easiest to access, he would have his cock in you before you had time to say, 'Hi Chris'. What do you think?"
Bonnie stared at her, slack jawed for a long moment, and then burst out laughing. She downed her wine in a single gulp, and held out the glass. "What do I think? I think that if I'm going to be eating pussy today, I need more wine."
Lois joined in her laughter, and chugged her wine as well before refilling the glasses. Clinking them together, she said, "To devious plans."
"Devious plans," Bonnie replied, and drank again.
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His visit with Marcos had gone well. Ten minutes was all it took to teach Chris how to pick a lock, and now that he knew how easy it was to defeat your typical door lock, he vowed to buy expensive deadbolts for the front and back doors. He detailed his plan for Marcos, who pointed out a couple of possible trouble spots, but told him that basically it seemed sound.
He loved half days at school. It gave him time to have some fun with Lois before Meg got home, who somehow turned a half day of school into a day and a half of school. She was going to kick ass at Harvard, he was sure of it.
He was happy when the knob refused to turn. Lois was keeping the doors locked like he'd asked. After unlocking the door, he opened it and stopped dead in his tracks. Once he realized what he was looking at, he quickly stepped in, closing and locking the door. "Oh god, Lois. Right there. Yes...yes, I'm cumming. OOOoohhHHHHooo."
Of all the things he expected to see when he came home, his mom and their neighbor sixty nineing on the living room floor was pretty far down on the list. "Hi honey, Lois said from her back. "I've got an early birthday present for you."
"I see that." He got down on all fours and used his head to push Bonnie forward until he could plant an upside down kiss on her sticky lips. "Mmmm, she tastes good. You want me to screw married women now?"
"It's okay, she and Joe have.."
"Lois, you said he'd be fucking me by now," Bonnie complained.
Lois giggled and smiled up at him. "Go for it, sweetheart. She's safe, so you can go bareback, and Joe won't find out about it."
"I hope not," Chris said as he started to undress. "He may be in a wheelchair, but he still has a gun."
"It's okay Chris, Joe and I have an understanding. Now give me that dick that your mom has told me so much about."
"Have you cum yet?" he asked Lois.
She shook her head and whispered, "She's not as good as you."
"Well that doesn't seem fair. I heard you cum, Bonnie. I don't think you deserve any dick until you return the favor."
"She'll cum, I promise. Please fuck me Chris, it's been so long."
"Bonnie, less talkie more lickie. The sooner Lois cums, the sooner you get what you want."
Bonnie groaned in frustration and dove between Lois' legs. While she was busy, he finished undressing and got on his knees. It took a bit of maneuvering to get around Bonnie's calves, but soon he was right where he wanted to be. Lois opened her lips and he eased into her warm, wet mouth. While he slowly fucked her face, he took a moment to study Bonnie's body. She was a bit wider in the hips then Lois, and her ass was softer, but it was just as beautiful. The texture felt wonderful as he squeezed her cheeks, and he couldn't wait to watch it jiggle as their bodies came together. As a matter of fact he wasn't going to wait. Lois was humming happily and would be cumming soon, if he knew her as well as he thought he did. It was time to take this milf cunt for a test drive.
“Keep licking, Bonnie,” he said, “you’ve almost got her and I don’t feel like waiting any more. He slid along her slit, and felt her jump as the shaft grated across her prominent clit. She seemed all fired up and ready to go which was good. This whole scene was just too damn hot, and he didn’t know how long he could last.
Lois came as he entered Bonnie, and Bonnie’s happy moan added to the music as the two women seemed to sing together. Chris closed his eyes and imagined Joe Swanson in full uniform, pointing a gun at his chest. He had to hold on until Bonnie came.
Sighing, Lois relaxed and watched the porn scene inches from her face. It was odd, but she had felt practically nothing from Bonnie’s efforts until she had Chris in her mouth. That delicious cock had excited her more then ten minutes of Bonnie's oral stimulation. Bonnie's secretions mixed with precum were raining down on her, and she decided that it was time to get involved again.
Chris groaned and slowed his pace. That evil bitch was licking his cock and balls just when he needed all his strength to keep from blowing his load. It had worked with Lois, so he moistened his thumb and gave Bonnie's little starfish a rub. Unless she was on the verge of cumming, Lois always flinched when he touched her rectum. Bonnie, on the other hand, seemed to relax instantly, opening slightly as if to invite him in.
"God yes. Shove that fat cock up my ass."
He had a vision of Bonnie toying her ass with a giant dildo, which was the exact wrong thing to think of at this moment. He buried himself to the hilt and bit the inside of his mouth until he tasted blood.
"Go for it, sweetheart," Lois' voice wafted up from below. "You've talked about wanting to try butt sex."
"Do it or don't do it, but don't stop now, Chris. I'm so close."
He hoped that was true. He had a little control now, but figured that he had less then a minute. Pushing his thumb deep in her ass, Chris released the brakes and pummeled her with everything he had. Bonnie was pushing back, and he finally allowed himself to watch their bodies come together. It was just as spectacular as he expected. With each slap, waves of energy rippled across her supple ass to disappear at her narrow waist.
Fortunately, after her initial attack, Lois seemed to be focusing most of her attention on Bonnie. Of coarse as fast as they were moving she couldn't keep from licking him too, and her hot breath on his balls was driving him crazy. "I can't hold on any longer, Bonnie. Cum with me baby." Bonnie's arms collapsed and she cried her joy into the carpet as a torrent of cum sprayed into her barren womb. Wanting to prolong her pleasure, Chris continued stroking into her as his balls emptied. He could feel the sperm squishing out around his cock, and could only imagine the shower Lois was receiving.
Lois was in a wet, sticky heaven. The light rain that she had been experiencing was nothing compared to the monsoon of love juice splattering her hair, neck and face. With both hands she collected as much as she could, licking each finger clean before going back for more.
Chris took a deep breath and slowly let it out. That was fucking hot! And he was just getting started. He could hear Lois smacking her lips, and he hoped that she was ready for more. "Open your mouth Lois 'cause here comes lunch." Bonnie's whole body shivered as he withdrew, and he leaned back to watch his jizz dribble into his mother's mouth. Her face was glazed like a jelly donut and she still looked sexy as hell. One other thing was obvious. The crazed look in her eyes told him that she needed some attention, right, fucking, now.
He walked around and found Bonnie, still face down in the carpet. She was taking slow, even breaths, and he hoped that she hadn't fallen asleep. "Up we go, Bonnie," he said, taking a firm grip on her shoulders. Slowly she rose to a sitting position until coming eye to eye with the beast. Bonnie stared and blinked rapidly, trying to focus on the monster cock before her. "And the cobra mesmerizes another victim," Chris thought to himself.
Tentatively she reached out and took hold of him with both hands. "I knew it felt big, but my god, it's not even hard." She looked up to his face and got her second shock. Her gaze traveled from his face, to his powerful chest and arms, and back to his face. "Chris, you're beautiful!"
Her words were slightly slurred, and for the first time Chris noticed the wine glasses. There was one bottle about a third full, and an empty one on its side. "Looks like the party started without me," he thought. "I'm just glad that I got here in time for the good part." He reached down and ran his fingers through her silky hair. "No, you're beautiful. I thought that Lois was an exception for having such a beautiful body after birthing three kids, but now I'm starting to think there must be something in the water here."
Bonnie blushed prettily and batted her lashes. "Are you going to fuck my ass now?"
"No. If you want to give your backdoor a workout you're going to have to find someone else. But if you'll get me hard again I can promise you another ride after I take care of Lois."
"Okay, but it's been awhile. I hope I remember how."
"Don't worry. I've heard it's just like riding a bike. Besides, having a babe as gorgeous as you handling my cock should have it hard in no time."
"You're so sweet," she said before leaning forward to kiss his dick. "Yummy! I remember that taste!" She licked the shaft sparkling clean before taking him into her mouth. He had been right when he said that it wouldn’t take long, as Bonnie sucked him stiff in under a minute. He probably should have stopped her right then, but she seemed to be enjoying herself, and Chris had had a crush on her at one time. Even when pregnant she had a certain sensuality about her. Now, looking fit and trim, on her knees with his dick in her mouth and looking up at him for approval. Well, let’s just say that it wasn’t doing his ego any harm.
"That's enough, Bonnie. I better give Lois some attention before she goes nuts." The slurping sounds had changed to muffled complaints and he didn't know how long they had before she got violent. "Why don't you get that beautiful ass off her face."
Bonnie looked down and giggled. "Oops, I forgot about her. Sorry Lois." She lifted her leg and then fell to the side, laughing as she hit the floor. "I'm a little tipsy. Where's my wine?"
Chris dropped to his knees and stroked her legs as he moved up to Lois. Her butt was raised by a pillow, which was good as he didn't feel like dragging his nuts across the rug. "Is there something I can do for you, little girl?"
"You know what I want, stud. Get that cock in me."
"Oh my god, you're really going to screw your mom. This is so fucking kinky."
Lois turned her head to respond and he chose that instant to plunge into her. Her upper body raised off the floor, then her shoulders hit with a thump when he bottomed out. She tried to wrap her legs around him, but Chris captured her calves and lay them on his shoulders. With his hands holding her legs against his chest, he slowly withdrew.
When Lois got this worked up, her brain shut off and her body demanded release. She whined, begged, and pleaded, but it was up to him to make it as good as possible. He imagined an invisible orgasm bubble hanging over her body. He could pop it now with a couple hard thrusts and send her over the edge. Or he could carefully build it up, pumping more and more sexual energy into her bubble until it exploded like an atomic bomb. Gently caressing her legs, he pressed back into her.
Bonnie sipped her wine as she watched her own personal porn movie. Although this was less like a porno, and more like one of the trashy romance novels she occasionally read. The beautiful heiress allowed herself to be seduced by the well muscled stable boy who knew far more about the art of love then anyone his age had a right to. His hands were constantly in motion as he watched his lover's face.
Maybe she should have tried to seduce her son, Kevin. But he was his father's son. She had begged him not to join the marines, but all he cared about was pleasing his dad. And now he was a trained killer with a conscious problem and no desire to see his parents. Besides, she couldn't imagine Kevin ever being this gallant. It was obvious that Chris wasn't at all concerned about his pleasure. He was totally focused on Lois and her reactions. Joe had been plenty big enough to please her before the accident, but Chris' tool was in a whole other class. And if you gave that tool to a man that cared more about his lover then himself, well no wonder Lois was having trouble keeping the smile off of her face. Bonnie just wished that he'd hurry up and finish her off. She wanted another go at that beast, and Joe would be home before long.
Chris had done all he could. She was on the razors edge and nothing could stop the explosion now. Time to pop that bubble. With an ankle in each hand, he slowly spread her legs as wide as he could reach and employed his secret weapon. The other night he had discovered that if used then head of his cock to massage her G spot, he could keep her going almost indefinitely. He pulled about three quarters of the way out and started stabbing into her as fast as he could.
Bonnie couldn't believe what she was seeing. Lois was thrashing around on the floor like someone had plugged her into a wall socket. It seemed to go on and on, and just when she thought that she should say something, Chris buried his shaft and dropped down upon her, grinding his hips and kissing her cheek. Small muscles were spasming all over her body as she clutched him desperately with arms and legs and wept into his shoulder.
"Holy shit, that was a big one," Chris thought. He wondered if Bonnie had been timing it. She must have been cumming for three minutes, and it was still going. He pushed himself up and gently brushed the hair away from her face. "Too much?" he asked when she opened her eyes.
She nodded and then shook her head no and nodded again before giving up and pulling him down for a kiss. She flopped back down on the floor and heaved a huge sigh. "My god, I've created a monster. I want you to promise to never do that to me again for the rest of the day."
Chris laughed and kissed the tip of her nose. "I promise. Now I think that I better attend to our guest. She's looking a bit desperate."
Bonnie! She had completely forgotten about her. Lois looked over and had to stifle a laugh. With one hand holding her wine glass and the other pumping the neck of the empty bottle into her very wet cunt, she made quite a sight. Lois groaned as he withdrew and got to his knees. She always hated that part. Once he was inside her she never wanted him to leave, but he'd be back, she thought with a smile. Bonnie hadn't quite finished the wine, and Lois was suddenly very thirsty. She crawled over to the table to retrieve her glass and take her turn at watching.
Chris knee walked over and gently extracted the bottle from Bonnie. After licking the neck clean he set it aside and looked into her eyes. "Tell me what you want sexy lady."
With her eyes locked to his, she said, "I want what you just did to your mom."
"I don't know if that's possible," replied Chris with a smile. "Lois is the most orgasmic woman that I've ever heard of. She seems to have an almost bottomless capacity to receive pleasure, and she's spent the last week showing me where her buttons are. But tell me what your favorite position is and I'll see what I can do."
Moving to an open area on the floor, Bonnie lay on her back and held her arms out to him. "I think what I've missed most his feeling a man's weight on top of me."
"Will one hundred and eighty pounds be enough?" he asked, pushing her legs apart.
"That sounds perfect."
Chris seated the tip and pressed into her as he gently lay his weight upon her. Her big, soft tits flattened between their bodies, and with his elbows on the floor, he held just enough weight off of her to allow her to breathe. Leaning down, he captured her lips for a kiss, and though her lips were warm, wet, and eager, there was no spark like he felt when kissing Lois. This was about lust and sexual release for her, not love. That was fine with him. He'd pleasure her body and get his nut, and everybody would be happy.
As he moved along her body, Chris thought that she must be sweating up a storm. His chest slid across her tits like they were covered in baby oil. Bonnie's excitement grew quickly and she pulled her knees up to stroke her legs along his sides. He could feel a little stubble on her calves. She hadn't been expecting to have sex today. More evidence that this whole situation was thanks to his crafty little redhead.
Bonnie was getting close so he pushed up to watch her face. He picked up the pace and thumped into her a little more forcefully until he sensed that she was on the brink. "Might as well try the G-spot trick," he thought to himself. He pulled back, hoping that her spot was in basically the same place, but Bonnie wasn't having any of that nonsense. Her heels dug into his ass and she pulled him into the root. "Oh well, guess I'll give the lady what she wants, even if it's not exactly what she asked for." Easing back down, he kissed her while grinding their bodies together as she writhed beneath him.
Once she finally settled down he leaned back to look at her face. "Not quite the marathon orgasm that you were hoping for, but it felt pretty good to me."
Bonnie's eyes fluttered open and she took a second to focus on him. With a huge smile she answered, "That was just what I needed." She ran a finger across his chest and giggled. "Sorry about that. I missed Suzie's afternoon feeding and I guess I'm leaking a little."
"That's freaking awesome!" Chris exclaimed as he noticed that both of their chests were covered with milk. "No wonder I was sliding so easily on you. Are you ready to go again?"
"What, didn't you cum?" she asked, gasping as he pulled back and pushed into her again. "My god, you're a fucking machine. How does Lois keep up with you?"
"Are you kidding? I can barely keep up with her, and I'm at my sexual peak."
"Don't let him fool you, Bonnie," Lois said from her place on the floor. "I haven't been able to wear him out yet, no matter how hard I've tried. Go ahead and take another ride, you need it more than I do."
"Wrap your arms and legs around me," Chris commanded. Once she had a firm grip, he sat up, got one leg beneath him and pushed himself to his feet."
"Holy crap, how did you do that? I weigh a hundred and.. well never mind how much but you shouldn't have been able to do that."
"I've been working out," Chris said with a grin. It hadn't been as easy as he made it look, but he could tell both of the women were impressed so it was worth it. He walked over and sat carefully on the couch. "Okay, see if you can make me cum before you do."
"Put it in my ass, Chris. No guy was ever able to last very long in there."
"Not going to happen. After you cum, you and Lois are going to finish me with your mouths. Do you want to suck a shit covered cock?"
"It wouldn't be the first time," Bonnie answered with a little giggle. "And are you really that confident that you can last longer than I can?"
"Neither of us is going to cum if you don't move that sweet ass. Come on Bonnie, show me what you can do."
"I'm so wasted," she said with a laugh. "I don't know if I can."
"Hey, I've got all day. If you need a rest I'll just play with these for awhile." With both hands Chris grabbed her left breast, giving it a gentle tug and squeeze. A thin stream of milk arced toward him and he opened his mouth to catch it on his tongue. Lois had weaned Stewie long before Peter's death, so he never had a chance to play with her fat, milk-filled tits. This might be his last chance for a long time and he planned to enjoy it.
Bonnie moaned and grabbed his head, pressing his face against her breast as he took her swollen nipple between his lips and suckled. "That feels soooo good. When Kevin was nursing, Joe used to fuck my ass and drink from my boobs. Now he never touches either of them."
Lois struggled to her feet and stumbled past them on her way to the stairs. "Are you okay, sweetheart?" Chris asked.
"I'm fine. There's something I want to try. Don't cum without me."
There wasn't much danger of that happening. Bonnie was barely moving but she did seem to be enjoying the attention that her breasts were receiving. She pulled him away from the left and pushed her right tit against his mouth. "I guess she doesn't want to be lopsided," he thought. Her milk was hot and sweet, and tasted nothing like the milk in the refrigerator. He could only imagine how much fat he was consuming and sighed inwardly as he thought of the extra sit-ups that he would need to do.
Chris pulled away and belched. This was probably going to screw up his digestion for a week but it had been worth it. Bonnie was still pulling on his head, trying to return him to her breast, but he shook his head free and smiled up at her. "Don't you think you should save some for Suzie?"
"Go ahead and drink your fill, Chris," Lois said as she returned. "With all the wine she drank, she won't be able to nurse for a couple of days."
Chris looked over and nearly choked. "Where had that come from?" Lois gave him a wink and moved behind Bonnie. Leaning back, Chris grinned up at her. "I couldn't drink another drop. Why don't you come here and give me a kiss?"
Bonnie gave him a drunken grin and leaned forward. "Okay, I like your kisses." As their lips met, he reached out and gently pulled her butt cheeks apart. She didn't notice Lois putting one foot up on couch, but she certainly noticed the strap-on dildo pushing into her bowels. "Lois, what the hell are you doing?"
"Giving you what Chris won't. If you move a little it will be better for you. Chris can't do much with you sitting on him."
"Oh my god, I've never felt this full before."
Chris could believe that. The rubber dong was as big as his cock and he could feel it sliding against him. Bonnie finally began to move. As she came down he was able to push up a little, but basically he was just along for the ride. He was stroking her thighs and watching her tits sway when Lois reached around and grabbed them harder than he would have dared. Lois laughed as she squeezed, and the milk rained down on him. "How about that, Chris? Now it's your turn to get a facial." Closing his eyes and opening his mouth, Chris laughed along with her.
Bonnie had never been that adventurous. This was her first threesome and she was loving it. Two cocks and four hands, all just for her. Lois was really slamming it to her, just like she liked. Joe used to tease her, saying that she must have another clit somewhere up her butt. Whatever the reason, she loved anal and it was quickly pushing her toward the point of no return. Chris was mauling her tits, and she leaned forward, jamming her tongue down his throat as her climax surged through her body.
He and Lois exchanged a grin as Bonnie slumped against him, breathing heavily. "Did you cum, sweetheart?" Lois asked.
"Not yet," he answered as Lois stepped out of the strap-on and wrapped it in a towel. At the rate that they were going through towels lately, they were going to need a new washing machine before too long.
"Get off him, Bonnie," Lois said, giving her a gentle push on the shoulder. "It's time to thank Chris for all the orgasms he's given us."
Bonnie fell to the side, giggling as she hit the couch. "My whole body is tingling. I just want to lay here for awhile."
"Okay," Lois said, kneeling on the floor between his legs. "But if you don't help I'm not going to share any of this tasty cum with you."
"Wait!" Bonnie cried, rolling onto her back. Chris watched her arms and legs flail for a moment before reaching out and pulling her up to a sitting position. Immediately falling to her hands and knees, she crawled across the cushions to his lap. "Holy crap, Lois, how do you do that?"
Lois rubbed her nose through his pubic hair and pulled off, smacking her lips. "It just takes practice."
"That looks like fun, let me try."
"Bonnie, have you ever deep throated before?" asked Chris.
"Well, I've tried before, but I'm so relaxed right now I bet I can do it this time."
He ran his fingers through her hair and smiled down at her. "Why don't you just take as much as you can into your mouth? I'd hate to end up with a lap full of white wine and whatever you had for lunch."
"I guess that would be a mood killer. Move over Lois, and share some of that. It looks even bigger when you're staring it in the eye."
"Now this is what a threesome is all about," Chris thought. "Two hot milfs sucking my cock." They took turns bobbing on him and then ran their lips up opposite sides. They met at the top and French kissed with his knob in both of their mouths. Bonnie was draped across him, and his hand slowly explored her back and ass. If this ever happened again he would have to insist that they take it to the bedroom. He'd love to get his hands on Lois' body, but she was beyond his reach. It didn't matter now though as their skillful lips and the excitement of the situation were quickly driving him toward climax.
"Here it comes Bonnie," Lois announced. "Get ready." Bonnie fastened her lips around his crown and the two of them stroked rapidly. Chris was teetering on the edge, but when Lois started licking his nuts he lost it and sprayed Bonnie's tonsils.
Chris smiled while watching his load travel back and forth between the two women. It made at least six trips before Lois finally let it drip into Bonnie's mouth and watched her swallow. She sighed and lay her head in his lap, slowly rubbing his soggy, flaccid cock across her face. "God, I needed that, but I should get going. Joe will be home by now and I should be there when mom drops off Suzie. Do you have any mouthwash?"
"Are you going to be okay, Bonnie?" Chris asked while running his fingers up her spine. "You're pretty drunk."
"I'll be fine once I get moving. Where did my dress go?" She pushed herself up and rolled off of the couch, hitting the floor with a thump. "Little help."
He and Lois exchanged a look and Chris got up, scooping her into his arms. "Let's get you cleaned up Bonnie. We can't send you home smelling like you just got worked over by a biker gang. You going to be okay, Red? I don't think Bonnie emptied both those bottles by herself."
She grabbed his elbow and pulled herself to her feet. "I'm okay but you're right, Bonnie needs a shower." She said that she was okay, but he noticed how heavily she leaned on him as they slowly made their way up the stairs.
Bathing and dressing a semi-conscious woman turned out to be a lot more work then he expected. Lois tried to help, but just keeping herself upright seemed to be as much as she was capable of right now. Finally Bonnie was stretched out on the bed, dressed, with her hair more or less straight. Lifting the sheet, he helped Lois into the bed and rolled her onto her side.
"What are you doing, sweetie?"
"You're not a rock star so you're not allowed to drown on your own puke."
"I'm not that drunk."
"Whatever. Just do this for me, okay. I'll take Bonnie home and then start dinner after a while. The meatloaf is in the fridge right?"
"Right. Put it in about four thirty. Three-fifty for forty-five minutes."
"No problem. You just have a nice little nap, and I'll come get you when it's time to eat."
"Thank you, sweetheart. I love you."
"I love you too, and thank you for today. That was quite an experience." He kissed her cheek and pulled the covers up before moving to the other side of the bed. "Come on Bonnie, time to put you to bed too."

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"BONNIE, WHAT HAPPENED?"
"Relax Mr. Swanson, she's fine."
"Chris? My god, I hardly recognize you. What happened to Bonnie?"
"Nothing serious. She and my mom got into the wine and seems that they got carried away. I already put my mom to bed, and I think that's what this one needs. Can we come in?"
"Of coarse. I guess that I just panicked when I saw her in your arms."
As they passed him, Bonnie smiled and said, "Hi Joe. How come you're upside down?"
"Damn it Bonnie. You know that you can't drink while you're nursing."
"Sorry Joe. Chris, put me down. I've got to fix Suzie a bottle."
Chris grinned and shook his head. "She can't even stand Mr. Swanson. I saw my dad drunk often enough to know that they just need to sleep it off when this happens. Where do you want her?"
"Can you put her in the bedroom? Second door on the left."
"Same layout as our house. I'll be right back."
Chris pulled back the sheets and gently set her on the bed. "Help me with this dress, Chris." said Bonnie, struggling to pull her arm out of one sleeve. "It's itchy and I can't sleep with it on."
"Hold still Bonnie." The dress came off much more easily then it went on, or maybe he just liked undressing women more then he like dressing them. He took one more look at her beautiful body, and then pulled the covers up. "Goodnight Bonnie."
"Chris wait." She smiled drunkenly up at him and said, "Thank you for everything. I haven't felt this good in years."
"No thanks are necessary. You're a very sexy lady and I had a great time."
"Do you think we can do it again?"
"Maybe. Talk to Lois, apparently she's my pimp." Bonnie giggled and puckered her lips. Not wanting to disappoint her, he leaned down to gave her a soft kiss. "Mmmmm, minty fresh."
"I wish I could still taste your cum. It's..."
"Been so long," he finished with her. "Goodnight Bonnie." He flicked off the light and headed downstairs.
Joe was in the kitchen playing with his daughter while her bottle warmed. "She's all tucked in Mr. Swanson. I left her on her side, but you should probably check on her once in awhile. Oh, and I hope you don't mind. She asked me to help her take off her dress. I tried not to look too much."
"I bet you did," Joe said with a chuckle.
"Well, I should get going."
"Hold up Chris. Do you have time to talk for a few minutes?"
"I've got nothing going on. What did you want to talk about?"
"Soda?" Joe asked. He lobbed Chris a Coke, grabbed a beer for himself, and after testing the temperature, pulled the bottle off the stove and wheeled back to the table.
"I can't believe how big Suzie's gotten."
"Yea, she's growing like a little weed," Joe replied, smiling down at her. "Chris, can I ask you a personal question?"
Chris wasn't sure that he liked where this was going, but he managed to keep the fear off of his face and out of his voice. "Sure Mr. Swanson. What would you like to know?"
"Call me Joe, Chris. I'd like to think that we're friends."
"Sure Joe. I could always use a friend on the police force. What's your question?"
"Are you sexually active?"
"You bet! It turns out that chicks like guys that are in shape a lot more then fat guys. I'm on my second box of rubbers."
"Good, good," Joe mumbled, looking down at his little girl. "Bonnie never drinks during the day, and I think I know what's going on."
"I can't see his gun," Chris thought, "but he might be wearing it on his back."
"Since my accident we haven't been able to have intercourse. I don't know if you were aware of what happened, but when Bonnie and Lois went to Paris last year, Lois had to talk her out of having an affair. She and I talked about it, and I realize that she has needs that I can't satisfy any more. So as much as I hate it, I agreed to let her take a lover once in awhile."
"I'm sorry to hear that, Joe. But why are you telling me?" Chris asked, desperately hoping that Joe didn't have a change of heart and was going to kill anyone that touched his wife.
"Well, I was wondering. Would you be willing to have sex with Bonnie?"
Chris didn't bother trying to keep the shock off of his face as he stared at this proud man that was willing to share his wife to keep her happy. "Why me, and shouldn't she be the one that picks her lover?"
"I think that I could talk her into it. Your father told me that you're gifted in the schlong department, and I wouldn't have to worry about her running off with someone your age."
"As long as we're getting personal, what is your sex life like?"
"I told you, I'm dead from the waist down. I can't believe that I'm telling you this, but I pleasure her orally every Tuesday and Saturday, but that's it. She seems to enjoy it, but she says that she needs more so that's why I'm asking you."
"Every Tuesday and Saturday? You make that sound like a job. You clock in, eat your wife, and then clock out. What sort of toys does she have?"
"Toys? You mean dildos and what not? I don't think she has any."
"He doesn't 'think' she has any," Chris thought. "Have you asked her? After ten years I'd be willing to bet that she has a drawer full of them somewhere."
"Sex is kind of an uncomfortable subject for me since I can't get any pleasure from it."
"You can't? It sucks that you can't have an orgasm, but maybe it's just because I'm so new to sex, but I love making a girl cum. Hearing her cry out in ecstasy and watching her shake all over is awesome. I think that you need to stop thinking about what you can't do, and focus on what you can do to make sex fun for both of you. Most of all you need to talk to her about it, even if it makes you feel uncomfortable."
"You're right, I should talk to her. But I find it hard to believe that she has sex toys hidden from me."
"I'll bet you a hundred bucks that she does, but if she doesn't then buy some. Use them while you eat her out. You could buy a strap-on, cover yourselves in baby oil, and then use the headboard to do pull-ups into her. She'd get to feel your weight on top of her and get the penetration that she seems to need."
"I guess I could try that, but I don't think that I could go into some filthy sex shop and buy a strap-on. If I gave you the money would you do that for me?"
"They might not sell to a minor, but mom would do it if we asked her nice. But you're still living in the twentieth centaury. You can go online right now and buy anything you want. Kick out a few dollars more and they'll overnight it to you. It will show up the next day in a plain, brown box. Not even your mailman will know what you're getting."
"Chris, I know that you're sexually active, but it couldn't be for very long."
"A week."
"A week? And you're already on your second box of condoms?"
"It's been a really good week."
"I'll bet it has! But how do you know so much about internet sex stores and strap-ons?"
"Are you kidding? Everyone under thirty knows about it. The internet is a vast place, and it's ninety percent porn. You have to remember that up until recently I was a fat, lonely, extremely horny adolescent with parents that didn't monitor his online explorations. I've looked at an incredible amount of porn."
"So you think that if I get a strap-on that Bonnie won't want to stray?"
"I don't know, Joe. This isn't my problem and I really haven't had much time to think about it. But I do know that if Bonnie was my wife, I would try everything that I could think of to make her happy and keep her in my bed." He seemed to think for a moment and then said, "You know what you should do? If you have a birthday or anniversary coming up, tell her the present that you want is to see her in her sexiest lingerie. Have her sit on your lap and surf the web together. Shop in the stores and find something you like. Use Google to find some paraplegic porn. Maybe it would give you some ideas."
"Paraplegic porn? Do they have that?"
"Have you heard of rule thirty-four? I don't know what the first thirty-three rules are, but thirty-four says that anything that you can think of, no matter how weird, mundane, or perverse, somewhere on the web somebody has a page turning it into pornography. I've seen amputee porn, people shitting on each other. There are whole sites dedicated to guys that get their rocks off by watching women in high-heels stomping baby chicks to death. If you look for paraplegic porn I can all but guarantee that you will find some."
Joe smiled and looked him in the eye. "I can't get over how much you've changed since the funeral. If you dad was here he'd be very proud of you."
"Thanks Joe. I'd like to think that he'd at least notice."
"He'd notice, believe me. But something that you said earlier has been bothering me. You said that with the strap-on, Bonnie could feel my weight on her and get the penetration that she seems to need. How do you know what Bonnie needs?"
"Well I could tell you that that is what all women want, at least in my limited experience. But the truth is that Bonnie and mom were really drunk and really loud. I learned some interesting things about both of them today."
"Really? What did Bonnie say about me?"
"Talk to your wife, Joe. Tell her that you love her, and even though you're willing to let her sleep around, it's not what you want, and if she's willing to work with you you'll do everything in your power to fill all her needs. If you really want to get serious I've heard of an operation where they put some kind of bladder inside your penis that you can pump up. That way you could give her a nice, hot dick instead of cold rubber. Who knows? Maybe they have a big enough bladder that you could pump up to my size."
"You bastard!"
"Just bustin' your chops. You're a good man, Joe, and Bonnie's a nice lady. You deserve to be happy. You know, I'm kind of surprised that you haven't had this conversation with Quagmire. You guys going to the clam tonight?"
"No, Glen's overnighting in Atlanta, and there's no way I'd ever tell him about this problem. You saw what he did to Cleveland, his best friend? If he'd screw that fat bitch he'd be all over Bonnie at the first sign of weakness. Glen's my friend, but I know too much about him to let him take a shot at her."
"Well I should get home and check on mom. You want me to take a look at Bonnie while I'm here?"
"No thanks. I've got to put Suzie down and I'll check on her when I'm up there." Shifting the sleeping infant to his other arm, Joe held out his hand. "Thanks Chris, for the advice. And if you ever need anyone to talk to, my door's always open."
"Right back at you Joe. I hope things work out for you." He turned to go, but as he reached the door he stopped. "One last thing Joe, and it's kind of important so you might want to write it down."
Joe looked around the table but found nothing to write with. "Go ahead and tell me. I won't forget."
"Well, if things don't work out and you decide to pass Bonnie around, you asked me first. I'd love to nail that hot piece of ass you've got sleeping up there."
Joe burst out laughing and waved him away. "Get the hell out of my kitchen before I start shooting, you horndog. Go nail those hard bodies at school while you still can. It won't be that long before they won't even give you the time of day."
Chris waved one last time and headed out. That was a fruitful few minutes spent. He might have helped two good people, and he knew that Quagmire was gone for the day. Time to do a little reconnaissance and see what kind of dirt he could dig up. It would be a bit risky doing it in the daylight, but hey. He was just a concerned neighbor watching over a friends house while he was out of town.
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