"It's too much!" Buddy grunted. "Can't hold it anymore! God, I've never been so turned on!"
The jizz stormed into Diane's cunt. She lifted her legs straight up in the air, balancing on her shoulders to keep all the cum she could inside her.
Buddy drove his cock to the pit of her twat, still spurting his scalding juice. Even though his balls were aching, they would not stop shooting cum.
"My pussy is full," Diane moaned. "Give me the rest of your jizz in my face."
Buddy yanked his squirting prick from her saturated cunt. The transfer to Diane's face was sloppy, leaving a creamy trail of jism up her belly and between her tits.
Diane tossed her head from side to side as the last of Buddy's cum found its target. She took the flying jizz in her hair, in her eyebrows, in her mouth.
"It's wonderful," she sighed as the jism dripped from her cheekbones and slid down her throat. "I can't get enough."
Buddy wasn't watching, though. His gaze had been jerked to a figure in the doorway.
The lovers had company.
Beth Devlin had cleared her throat to get Buddy's attention. She had to scream to get her mother's.
"You just had to fuck him, didn't you?" Beth shouted at Diane. "Once you knew I wanted him, you weren't satisfied until you had his big prick in your cunt! You miserable whore!"
Beth was hovering over the bed now. When Diane looked up into her daughter's angry face, she responded reflexively.
"He raped me!" Diane blurted out.
"Oh, no, Mother! I've been watching," Beth set the record straight. "You wanted it. More than you've ever wanted anything in your life. You just had to steal him from me."
Diane couldn't lie anymore.
"I couldn't help it," she sobbed. "His cock was so beautiful."
"To think I sided with you instead of Daddy," Beth seethed with disgust as she glared at her mother's scummy cunt.
"You're not going to go live with him, are you?" Diane cried, closing her legs.
"What do you care?" Beth shot back. "You've got Buddy."
"Like hell she does!" Buddy spoke for himself, vaulting from the bed. "This family's crazy!"
He ran from the house, not bothering to find his pants. Now it was just Diane and Beth.
Diane felt she had one last chance to keep her daughter. She spread her legs and held out her arms.
"Come to bed and fuck me, darling," she pleaded with Beth. "I'll make it all up to you."
"I wouldn't fuck you if you were the last person on earth!" Beth raged. "You sick bitch! You're not my mother anymore! Just some poor, pitiful freak! Good bye!"
Diane could see it was no use. Beth was going to walk out on her the same way Tom had.
Beth turned and marched from the bedroom. A moment later, the front door opened and then slammed closed.
Diane desperately called her daughter's name one last time. There was no answer. Beth was gone.
Diane was totally alone.
The cum was crusting in her cunt and on her skin. She felt a chill from the inside out.
What am I going to do? Diane asked herself mournfully. There was no answer from inside her head. Her brain was dead.
She put her finger into her cunt and squirmed it around. The buzz eased her pain.
She finger-fucked herself to sleep. She did not dream. She hated herself so much that she could not risk it.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Loneliness and guilt were eating Diane up inside. She knew she had to find help.
The phone book was full of psychologists and psychiatrists. Finally, Diane closed her eyes and selected one at random.
His name was Montgomery. His secretary told Diane she could have an appointment that afternoon if she wanted one.
After she hung up, Diane thought of a million reasons why she shouldn't go. But it always came back to the same thing. She was miserable. If nothing else, she had to pour her troubles out to someone who would listen to ease the pain.
So she went. At every stoplight, she thought about turning around and going back home, but in the end she pulled up in front of the clinic in the valley.
A half an hour later, relaxing on Dr. Montgomery's soft leather couch, Diane couldn't understand why she had been so nervous. The pill the doctor had given her had worked like magic. And he was so sympathetic as she told her story.
"Do you think I was wrong?" Diane interrupted herself in the middle of her description of the wild night with Buddy. "I mean, I know Beth had a crush on him, but I've got to live too, don't I? Just because I'm a mother doesn't mean I don't have needs…"
"Are you sure you need my help?" Dr. Montgomery chuckled from his desk. "You're saying just what I'd tell you myself. You only live once. Relax. Enjoy it. Life is too short for guilt."
"Your patients must love you," Diane gushed. "When I walked in here I felt like a turd. Now…"
"Yes?" the doctor cut in as he left his desk and circled toward the couch.
"I feel marvelous," Diane sighed, when she looked up into Dr. Montgomery's ruggedly handsome face.
"May I tell you something?" the doctor asked.
Diane nodded.
"I find you extremely attractive."
"Believe me, that's worth the thirty dollars an hour I'm paying you all by itself," Diane responded. "I thought I was the next thing to a witch when I got up the nerve to call you."
The doctor sat down on the edge of the couch.
"You're no witch," he said. "You're a beautiful, desirable woman."
His hand stroked Diane's thigh. She made no move to stop his caresses.
"Sometimes," Dr. Montgomery continued, "When a patient has sexual problems and the chemistry is right, I find that a closer relationship than usual between doctor and patient is very rewarding. I'd like to have that kind of relationship with you, Mrs. Devlin."
"Call me Diane."
She automatically opened her legs. Dr. Montgomery's hand slid down her inner thigh.
"You want to fuck me, don't you?" Diane asked.
"What do you think, Diane?" the doctor answered, moving his fingertips closer to Diane's cunt.
Diane squirmed as he rubbed her cunt through the sheer fabric of her panties.
"Do you have a big cock?" She giggled like a schoolgirl.
"There's only one way for you to find out," the doctor replied.
He climbed over Diane's face with his back turned, straddling her head with his knees and lowering his mouth between her spread thighs. As Diane fumbled with his belt buckle, he pulled aside her panties and licked the gash of her cunt from her clit to her asshole.
While he sucked her pussy, Diane pulled down the doctor's pants as fast as she could. His freed prick banged into her face. It was a monster – long, thick and pulsing with blue veins.
"What a beautiful cock," Diane murmured, nuzzling the fiery head with her lips.
She closed her mouth over the swollen knob. As her taste-buds absorbed the flavor of a fresh hard-on, all of her misery left her. It was impossible for her to be unhappy when she was sucking a man's prick.
Down below, Dr. Montgomery was chewing to the pit of Diane's cunt. She'd never had her pussy eaten so deeply.
"Mmmmmm, I'm coming," Diane moaned with a mouthful of cock. Her cunt sloshed, spilling hot juice into the doctor's thirsty mouth.
Diane wriggled her ass. Dr. Montgomery's hard tongue was like a cock in her pussy. A sixty-nine with him was like getting it on with two men at once, one fucking her mouth and the other fucking her cunt.
The couch could no longer contain the writhing lovers. They fell to the floor, but did not stop their sucking.
They rolled like wrestlers, with first one and then the other on top of the sixty-nine. The doctor's hilted cock was surging down Diane's grasping throat. Her spread cunt squashed across his face as his stiff tongue lanced to the squishy core of her pussy.