I thought my pussy would just irrupt if I did n't rub myself quickly. I had just implied to my son that I was n't wearing panties. The spirit on his font as I undid the tie to my robe was priceless. I wondered what he would have done if I 'd let the robe fall to the floor right there in front of him ?

I went into my chamber and quietly shut the threshold. I dropped my robe to the story right there and went at it. My pussy was so hot and wet. Have you ever been so turned on that you can feel the pulse of your heart trouncing in your pussy ? I was so swollen and aroused it was like every heart of my heart was sending the descent to my pussy lips.

I went to the floor and lay down on my back, spreading my branch all-encompassing. The nightgown was shortsighted enough that I only had to brush it out of the way to get my hand between my leg. My right hand was rubbing away at my clit while my left was squeezing my nipples. I was so turned on. I pinched my pap so hard that my fingertip almost met my pollex, squishing the pap flat. Then, I twisted it and pulled it until I thought it would rip off.

Pinching, twisting, and pulling on my mamilla and flicking away at my throbbing clit soon brought me to an orgasm. It was my third of the eve. Three orgasms I 'd had in the cobbler's last few hours and all of it was because of thinking about my son ! I finally crawled into bed and fell asleep, the mystifying sleep of the sexually satisfied.

The succeeding aurora did n't give way me a good deal time to think about anything other than quickly loading the van with my daughter, married man, and all of the various soccer equipment needed for the game we had scheduled. I was filling ice in a small cooler for drinks as my husband headed out the room access. I heard him yell upstairs to Greg that we were leaving and Greg 's muted reply back to him.

I put the ice chest in the van and realized I 'd forget my sunglasses. My husband groaned and said, `` meet you in the street. '' He started backing out of the service department as I ran back into the star sign. I grabbed my sunglasses and quickly headed for the front threshold. Just as I was about to open it I heard Greg foretell my name.

I turned and looked up the stairs. He was poking his oral sex around the corner of his room, looking down on me. He asked me in a stagecoach rustling, `` Are Dad and Jenna in the van ? ''

'' Yes, infant, '' I told him. `` We 're running late. What is it ? ``

'' I wanted you to see something, if it 's okay ? '' he said quietly, but he did n't move.

I was in a rush, knowing that my husband was waiting in the street.

'' What is it, Greg ? We 're running late. '' I asked him in a rush.

He stepped around the edge of the room access.

He was naked.

Totally au naturel.

His cock was long and hard and stood out proudly. He held the step-in that I had put under his bed in his right hand.

We stood there staring at each other for a few second gear.

I licked my rim unconsciously. `` That 's real nice, sister. '' I told him.

'' Thanks, '' he said quietly. `` I ... just ... well, I just wanted you to see. ``

As I stared at my son 's punishing cock, he reached over and wrapped my scanty around it and started stroking.

My husband honked the French horn. I about jumped out of my cutis. Greg jumped too and quickly scooted back into his elbow room.

'' I 'll see you later, '' I said just gaudy enough for him to hear me, and then I opened the door and ran out to the van.

We were at the association football field of view in about ten minutes. I lasted there about another ten second before I begged off claiming an upset tummy.

'' I 'll just run nursing home for a bit. It will probably pass, but the lowest place I want to be right now is far away from a bathroom. '' My husband agreed, so I took the van back home. I told them that I 'd go back and get them in two hr, or sooner if I felt better.

I drove home in a trance-like commonwealth. I assume I obeyed all of the traffic law of nature because all I could think about was my son standing there naked and showing me his body and his throbbing manhood. I parked in the driveway and quietly entered the house.

'' Greg, I 'm back, '' I said softly. `` Where are you ? ``

'' Up here ! '' he called back softly.

I slowly walked up the stairs. My heart was beating like a drum. I walked to his door and stood in the doorway.

My son was lying on his bed, still double-dyed naked. His putz was standing up straight and proud. My panties were on the bed next to him.

'' Well, '' I said in a hoarse spokesperson I have n't heard in a yearn time. `` depend at you. ``

He started to sit up but I told him no.

I was leaning against the room access inning with my sleeve folded.

'' So this is what you wanted me to see ? Is this something a Mom should be seeing ? '' I asked.

He lost his confidence then. `` I, uh ... thought that maybe ... you wanted to see it. I wanted to show it to you. ``

'' Okay, '' I teased. `` Now that you 've shown it to me ... .now what ? ``

I watched as his member flexed, but he suddenly did n't bang what to do.

'' Ummm, well ... '' he stammered again. `` you left me your panties, so I thought ... ''

'' Greg, '' I interuppted, `` do you want to masturbate for me ? I mean, do you require me to watch you do it ? ``

'' That would be cool, '' he said quickly. `` I mean, do you need to look out me do that ?

'' Well, just looking at that thick rooster has me thinking all variety of things, '' I told him. `` But I think it would be unbelievable to see you do that. ``

'' What should I do ? '' he asked.

'' Just do what comes naturally, '' I told him. `` The fact that your Mom is standing here watching you should be a bit of a turn on, should n't it ? ``

'' Yeah, '' he moaned. He grabbed his turncock, wrapping his fingers around the shaft and started stroking.

I was amazed at how thick and firmly he was. He was about the Same as his Dad and I knew from experience how awesome that cock was.

I continued watching as he squeezed and stroked it. The precum was glistening at the tip, oozing the sweetness out to nominate the purple-pink head all slippery. I knew that his cock would slide right into me with that slickness adding to it.

'' Are you going to use my panties ? '' I asked in a sexy, Henry Sweet spokesperson. `` Are you going to cum all over the panties I left for you ? The pantie I came in myself hold out Night ? ``

'' Oh, wow, Mom. '' he moaned. His stroking continued to gain more pep pill as I talked, so I kept it going.

'' Use them, Greg. '' I ordered. `` Use your Mother 's step-in. I came in them thinking about you doing this, so why do n't you cum in them too. ``

'' You came ... thinking about me ? '' he moaned. He must have been close. He grabbed the pantie and wrapped them around the caput of his cock.

'' I came into your room end night, Greg. '' I said quickly. `` I thought about walking in on you masturbating. Do you want to know what I did ? ``

'' Yessssss, '' he moaned urgently.

I slipped my work force upward to caress my breast through my shirt. `` I masturbated in here last Nox, Greg. I took off all of my clothes and fingered myself right here on your flooring. ``

'' Uhhhh, '' he moaned through clenched teeth. `` I 'm close. I 'm gon na cum soon ! ``

'' I was totally bare right wing here in your room. `` I continued. `` I fingered myself to an orgasm right here. I was on my workforce and knees with my naked, bare ass facing the doorway. I came so hard when I thought about you coming home early and catching me doing it. Would you have liked to have seen that ? picture your defenseless Mom masturbating ? ``

'' I 'm coming ! '' he said urgently. His consistence tensed up and his head slammed back against his pillow as his climax took over. It was powerful ! He shook again and again. He was physically slamming his physical structure up and down on the bed as he came.

He stroked his cock, stopped, then stroked again. I could n't see it fly out because he was cumming into my pantie held against the head word of his peter. The panties quickly became soaked and I could see the stain building up on them.

He finally slowed down and just lay there huffing and puffing.

'' That was very telling, '' I told him. `` You 've got a very Nice rooster on a very nice body. ``

'' Thanks, Mom. '' He said, still breathing heavy.

'' Let me see it again, '' I told him. `` move those step-in. ``

He pulled the panties away. I could see chain of his cum stretching until they broke. Some of the cum was all over my panties and some was all over his cock. I walked over to the English of the bed looking down on the raw body of my son.

'' Yeah, that 's a really nice cock you have there, baby. '' I told him. As I stared at it, it flexed once or twice and like thaumaturgy it was hard again. It had never actually gone totally soft, and now it was hard as steel again.

'' Do you desire to equal it ? '' I heard him ask softly.

'' I do, babe. '' I said softly. `` I really do. '' I touched my power finger of my right hand to his genu and slowly moved up his thigh, dragging my fingernail along his leg. I stopped before getting to his putz, although what I really wanted to do at that moment was just grab it and hold it tight.

'' I think we 've pushed the Mom/Son boundaries a bit too very much already this daybreak, do n't you retrieve ? '' I said softly. `` Let 's just turn back right here for now, okay ? ``

He could n't hide the disappointment in his brass. I grabbed the panties from the bed. My panties that my own eighteen year old son had just shot his load into. I walked back to the doorway and turned to appear back at him. He met my center and then grabbed his cock again.

'' Thanks for showing me this, `` I told him. `` And thanks for this, too. '' As I said that, I looked down at the panties in my helping hand. I could see a big patch of his cum there on the filmy framework. I met his eyes.

'' I 'll get you another yoke soon, okay ? '' I told him.

Then I turned and left the room.

Minutes later I was in my bathroom.

Naked.

I watched myself in the mirror as I spread what was left of his cum on my nipples. Then, still staring at my white meat in the reflection, I licked the cum from my fingers.

I met my own eyes in the mirror 's reflection.

'' Seems like old fourth dimension, '' I said softly.



Ch 9


I had just masturbated in my bathroom while staring at my bare thoughtfulness in the mirror. I fingered myself while rubbing my eighteen-year old son 's cum all over my tit. I had his cum on my fingers because he had just masturbated right in front of me. He jacked off into a yoke of my panties and I took the panties afterward and smeared the sperm cell with my fingers.

I had lied to my family and snuck home from my daughter 's association football games. Why did I do this ? So I could fare house and look at my defenseless son.

He wanted me to see him stroke his peter.

I wanted to see him stroke his cock.

So I did.

I went upstairs and stood in his door watching him while he jacked his cock for me. Afterward, I walked away and gave myself an coming while standing in front of my can mirror.

Now I had reluctantly climbed back into my clothes again. I had to go back to the soccer games, since I 'd stranded my daughter and husband there. I was n't feeling any guilt about this either. I was strangely calm, as if this was meant to be and had finally happened. I brushed my pilus, grabbed the Florida key and headed for the front of the house.

'' Greg ! '' I called gently from the front man threshold. `` I have to go back to the association football subject field. ``

I heard his understructure hit the floor as he got up from his bed and walked to the landing at the top of the stairs.

Damn. He was still naked.

Yes, his cock was hard again.

Yes, I was still a bit wet and this did n't help me any.

'' C'mon, child, '' I laughed. `` You ca n't just walk around naked like that. Get dressed. ``

He looked down on me and said, `` You do n't want to see me like this ? ``

'' I do, sister, '' I replied. `` I did. Why do you think I came back ? But we ca n't just have you naked all of the time. ``

'' Do n't go just yet, '' he said. He took his pecker in his deal and started stroking it.

'' Baby, no. '' I told him. `` There is n't clip. Now put that monster away. ``

He kept stroking. `` It wo n't take me long, Mom. As long as I can see you. ``

hoot it.

I wanted to see it.

'' Surely you do n't need to cum again so soon ? '' I asked him.

'' You bring it out in me, Mom, '' he replied while stroking that thick, toilsome cock. `` I ca n't facilitate it. ``

I sighed and put my purse down on the base. `` okey, baby, '' I told him. `` Stroke that affair, but hurry. ''

Now of course, I did n't take to be here for him to she-bop. I wanted to be there for it, though. I leaned back against the doorway and crossed my coat of arms across my pectus. I did n't look to that the effort would just put empashis on my breasts.

'' Yeahhh ... '' he moaned. `` I love your trunk, Mom. You 're so freaking hot. ``

'' Do you mean this body ? '' I teased. I ran my hands up and down my sides, slowly across my boob. Then I did a tiresome turn for him, allowing him to admire my backside and wooden leg. When I turned back around to face him, he was shooting his cum onto the steps !

'' Yeah ... '' he moaned loudly.

I stood there mesmermized as he shot his hot cum out onto the stairs. The Mom in me wanted him to stop and clean that up right away. The woman in me wanted to be laying on the floor underneath him and catching those hot squirts onto my naked chest. Then I would defame it all over my teat and lick and swallow up his slurred juice from my fingers.

'' That 's amazing, baby, '' I said huskily. `` I like seeing that hot cum shoot out of your cock. How did it find ? ``

'' Its always great, but it 's even better with you watching me Mom, '' he said.

I found myself slowly climbing the stairs. I reached the steps below where his cum had landed. I could n't trust he had that much in him after cumming earlier.

'' Get me a tissue, Greg, '' I told him. `` No, wait, '' I giggled. `` Get me a gang of tissue. ``

He turned and padded over to the bathroom and came out with the tissue.

'' Here ya go, Mom. '' he said. shit if his cock did n't look like it was on the way to getting surd again.

I took the tissue from him and used it to wipe up his cum from the wooden stairs. As I looked up to handwriting it to him, I caught him staring down my shirt from where I was leaning over. His cock was concentrated again.

From where I was standing a few steps down, his strong, throbbing dick was now at my eye level. It had a drop of cum oozing out.

'' Here, sister, '' I said softly. `` Wipe your stopcock off before it drips onto the trading floor. '' I handed him the wad of tissue paper and he rubbed the forefront of his cock with it. Then he stood up marvelous and gallant with his cock just a foot away from his female parent 's face. He flexed his muscleman and his peter bounced.

Have you ever been in that type of situation where all you want to do is hand forward and take your son 's hard cock into your oral cavity ? That 's where I was at that moment in time.

So I did what any sleep with Mom would do in this state of affairs. I told him to get dressed and that I wanted him to clean the stairs properly before we got back from the soccer games.

He relunctantly did my bidding. I could get wind him opening draftsman in his room as I went out the nominal head door. I got back to the fields in time to see the stopping point half of my daughter 's second game. I felt no remorse about what had happened with my son. I only felt a bit hangdog about lying to my husband to go back home.

The rest of the day went by like a normal Saturday. We had a nice lunch. My husband and son did the lawn while Jenna and I did some shopping. Jenna had two of her girlfriends over for pizza pie and movies and they ended up spending the night. Greg took his girlfriend Crissa out to a fair that came to township. When Greg came back home, the young lady were all still up and they popped popcorn and flirted with him. Greg ate up the attention but finally went upstairs to his way.

Whenever Jenna has her friends over, my husband usually shuts himself in the bedroom. So at midnight, with my husband sawing logs in our bedroom, I found myself being the responsible parent and going around to check on the missy. I could tell they were going to be up all night so I told Jenna to just grab sleeping old bag and for them to just crash in the den.

'' Sure, Mom ! '' Jenna said. `` As soon as this flick ends. ''

Since they were n't in any hurry, and I did n't want to learn them running up and down the stairs all night, I decided to just get the sleeping bags for them. I went upstairs, pausing for a mo to echo what had happened there this daybreak. True to his Holy Writ, Greg had done a good job cleansing. I could n't see any discoloration on the steps.

I went to the loo near Jenna 's room and grabbed all of our sleeping grip. I was walking toward the stairs when Greg opened his door.

He was just wearing a duo of shorts. tinker's damn he had a nice body.

We met each former 's eye as I approached with the sleeping udder. I looked at him. He looked at me. He touched himself, obviously adjusting a growing erection. My middle followed his social movement and I raised my eyebrows questioningly at him.

'' Hey, Mom. '' he said softly.

'' Hey infant, '' I said back. Then I turned and called to Jenna to view the sleeping pocketbook. Greg stepped back a bit to form indisputable he was hidden. I tossed the bags down to Jenna and she ran back to the den. I turned and looked into Greg 's elbow room. He was looking at me. I nodded.

He pushed his boxers down to his mortise joint and stood there with that brilliant prick of his at entire attention.

I stood in the doorway again, half in and out of his elbow room. From where I was I could see down the steps and also into his room. I 'd be able-bodied to know if somebody was about to come upstairs.

'' Do it, '' I whispered to him. He immediately began stroking his cock.

He wrapped his forefinger finger and thumb around it and began to slide it back and Forth River. I wondered if that was enough of a grip, but it seemed to be working for him. I stood in the door staring and smiling as he jacked off his prick for me. I could take heed the daughter giggling downstairs. We were safe for the second.

'' Does that sense good ? '' I whispered with a grin. `` Are you stroking your hard shaft for me ? ``

'' Yessss ... '' he moaned back between clenched dentition.

'' You 're raw baby, '' I told him quietly. `` You 're absolutely stark naked in movement of your Mom and you 're jerking your stopcock. This is wild. ``

'' Un huh, '' he mumbled. I could distinguish he was already close to cumming.

'' Are you going to cum for your Mom ? '' I whispered. `` Are you naked in front of me ? Are you jacking off right in social movement of your Mother ? Are you nude right now with your sister 's ally just downstairs ? ``

He started stroking really quickly now.

'' Are you going to cum for me, babe ? '' I teased him in a whisper. `` I want you to cum now. Cum quickly before the girls come upstairs. ``

'' Yessss ... '' he moaned. I could actually see the sinew on the side of his ass tighten up up as he stroked faster and faster. I knew it was about to happen. The second he froze his paw on his cock and started to shoot, I quickly moved in and caught his encumbrance in my cupped manus. It felt so hot and gummy as it splattered into my hand.

'' Oh wow, Mom ! '' he exclaimed as he stroked it again. His next spurt landed partly in my deal and partly up my carpus. I caught it all, cupping my hand underneath his turncock as he milked it.

I never touched him. He spilled all of his seed into my hired man. When he was done, I stepped back into the doorway. I held up my transfuse hand to show him all of his cum.

'' Goodnight, baby, '' I told him. I closed my handwriting tightly so I would n't fall behind a drop and stepped out of his doorway, using my early paw to conclude the room access. Once his door was closed, I quickly pulled my hand up so I could lick the cum that had landed on my wrist.

I quickly went downstairs. I told the girls to get some eternal rest at some point tonight and I went straight to my bedroom. My hubby was still asleep. I quietly went to the bath and closed the door.

I opened my mitt and looked at the gummy mess my son had just shot into it. I looked into the mirror.

There was no way I could undress and get naked without spilling his cum. I did what I could. I reached over and tear my shirt and bra up to my neck and quickly grabbed my left titty, smearing the cum all over it. My nipple release strong fast as my decoration gap my son 's sperm all over my tit. Using my free helping hand to keep my shirt and bra from falling down, I then did what I had to do. What I needed to do. What I was dying to do !

I lifted my cum-smeared deal to my grimace. I took a salutary sniff, breathing in the perfume of my son 's cum. Then I licked my hand clean.

irregular later, I was pulling off all of my wearing apparel and smearing the cum from breast to breast. When both nipples were coated with his cum, I twisted them between my quarter round and power fingers. I watched myself in the mirror as I worked my chest and nipples. As the cum started to dry, I began to work my finger's breadth. I eventually swallowed the respite of the cum that had n't been absorbed or dried up on the skin of my breasts. I had n't been so excited and turned on since the mean solar day when I did this with my chum 's cum juice.

I got down on my human knee and then collapsed onto my back on the small rug in front of the bathtub. I reached down and pushed two finger's breadth past my oozing wet pussycat back talk. I pushed them in knuckle deep and then slid them upward, coated with hanky panky. My two fingers slid upward until they split apart at my throbbing clit.

I lay there naked on the petite bathroom rug and fingered my clit until my eubstance shook with the second base climax of the day. As the spasms rocked my eubstance, I clenched my teeth and groaned quietly.

I awoke about 15 transactions later. I had cum so hard that I had literally passed out ! I struggled to my pes. It was the expression of a wild woman that greeted me in the mirror. My haircloth was a plenty. My boob were coated in gummy and dry out cum. I slipped my panties back on and crawled topless into bed.

When my husband woke up and found me like that the next morning, he quickly stripped me of my pantie and was fucking my pussy in no time ! He slammed into me hard and I took it from him, moaning trench in my throat as he fucked me. When he warned me he was about to cum, I told him to cum on my breasts. After he pulled out and bourgeon his load all over my tit, he collapsed onto the bed beside me. In irregular he was asleep again and I 'm gladiolus he was. I did n't want him to see me smearing the cum onto my finger and then licking them clean before I fingered myself to another orgasm. I came to flickering figure of speech in my brain of first my hubby fucking me and then my son taking his place.


Ch 10

I was curled up against my husband, both of us having had a morning orgasm and then fallen back asleep. He finally stirred and made movements to crawl out of bed.

'' Mmmmm, '' I moaned softly reaching to pull his warm dead body back to mine. `` Come back, lover. ``

'' I 'll have to do that later, '' he laughed gently. `` I 'm supposed to meet your brother for golf this morning. ``

You can guess what dirty thoughts flashed through my brain. My married man, my crony, my son. All men in my lives whose cum I desired.

'' Do you need some breakfast ? '' I asked.

'' No, that 's okay, '' he replied. `` I 'll catch coffee and a sinker at the club. I imagine you 'll have your workforce broad of starving adolescent soon. ``

I thought about one teenager that I might have my hands on today if I do n't restrain myself.

I groaned a little and rolled out of the bed.

'' Hey ! I 'm naked ! '' I giggled.

'' Yeah, I noticed that this dayspring just before I fucked you, '' my husband said sarcastically as he was getting dressed.

'' Yes, I do seem to call back a knockout peter in my pussy this morning, '' I sarcastically replied and then laughed.

I went to the bathroom and fixed my case and hair. After brushing my dentition, I slipped into my nightgown. It was a sparse, gauzy thing. Not really sexy intimate apparel, but I noticed that my white meat were easily seen. My areola and teat were clearly visible. I reached back and grabbed my white terrycloth robe and wrapped it around me. It covered me down to my calves and was healthy enough. I was still feeling a bit horny and daring so I did n't incommode with scanty. I went into the kitchen and saw that my married man had made me a cup of coffee berry before he headed out. The attentive guy had set the timer on the coffeepot final night.

I went about the undertaking of frying Francis Bacon and getting testis gear up to be scrambled. I was hoping the smell of the Baron Verulam would bring the kidskin into the dinette, but I had to wake up the girls up. They stumbled into the elbow room and quickly wolfed down their breakfast. Then they announced they were going to go out to the pool and swimming and tan. Ten minutes later a parade of bikini clad 16 yr old girls headed out the cover door. Greg 's going to be good-for-naught he missed that, I thought.

Greg. Greg 's upstairs. I 'm going to have to go up and awaken him up, I thought to myself.

I checked on the girls and they all seemed to be sleeping on their towels outside. I wondered if they even got any sleep last night at all, I thought as I turned and headed for the stairs. I quietly made my way upstairs and stood outside of Greg 's room. I slowly and quietly turned the doorknob and opened the door. I peeked my head around the door and looked in.

Greg was passed out on his bed. His lower one-half was covered by the tack but I could clearly see a tent in the fabric near his fork. His bare thorax was exposed and once again I admired it for a minute. My son was a very handsome untried man. I slipped softly into the room and gently closed the doorway. I stood there for a few hour, staring at my son 's body while he slept. Every few minutes, I could see movement as his stopcock flexed in his sleep.

As I watched him, I slowly reached down and untied my robe. I let it fall open. If my son woke up, he would see me standing there, forget me drug parted and pellucid night-robe viewing. The nightdress that he could see my breasts through. If he woke up. He did n't rouse up.

I let the robe spill softly to the floor. It made only the slightest swooshing sound as it gathered around my ankles.

I was standing in my eighteen-year old son 's chamber, wearing only my slightly see-thru nightie. If my ring of color and pap were visible, then he could just as easily see my small bring landing strip of pubic hair at my pussy.

He did n't wake up. I stood there for another minute watching him sleep until I could sense the heat and wetness between my legs.

I pulled off my nightgown and held it in my handwriting. I was naked. Naked in my son 's room. I held onto the nightdress just in case he woke up and I need to overlay myself.

He still did n't wake up. I dropped the nightgown on the flooring. If he woke up now, I 'd have to plunge to the base to grab something to cover myself with.

He still kept sleeping, so I softly padded naked over to his bed.

If he woke up now, he 'd find oneself his female parent standing next to his bed. I was totally nude statue. My nipples were rock difficult and aching to be suckled, pinched, and pulled. My pussy was so hot and wet that I could reek my desire.

I reached upward with my custody and caressed my titty, sliding my palms across them, teasing my mammilla. I pulled on my nipples with my fingers. I pinched them.

I stopped thinking and moaned. I quickly froze. The boy still did n't locomote. He could sleep through just about anything I recalled.

So I did it. I stood there, spread my ramification a bit and slid a finger deep into my snatch. It went in so easily. It was like sliding my fingerbreadth into hot butter. I worked myself over good, alternating driving two fingers inside of my hot pussy and then strumming against my hard clit. I wanted him to wake up. I wanted him to see his mother masturbating side by side to him. I wanted to cum for him. I was close. This was so freak wild !

I hunched my body and used one helping hand to abstract my nipple and the other to rub my button faster and faster until I stood there shaking my way through an orgasm. I was breathing so hard. My pump was beating so fast. When I could finally displace, I quietly slipped over to my nightgown and gown. Each step sent another shiver through my body.

I thought for a second and only put on my robe. I walked over to Greg 's bed holding my nightgown in my hand. I sat down on his bed. The apparent motion stirred him a bit.

'' Greg, '' I called out. `` Greg, honey, wake up. '' I leaned forward and gently kissed his sassing. `` Greg, wake up baby. '' I shook him gently until he finally opened his eyes.

He stared at me for a endorse or two before acknowledgment finally came through his brain. He smiled.

'' Good good morning, sister, '' I said, returning his smiling. `` I have breakfast cook downstairs. The girls are out at the pool and I 'm sure they 'd love to see this hot organic structure of yours out there. ``

'' Mmmmm, '' he moaned. `` swimming later. slumber now. ''

'' Nope, it 's wakey-wakey clock time ! '' I told him. `` contribution of you is already up and standing straight, the relief of you might as well do it also. '' As I said this, I softly traced my finger's breadth up and down the top of his thigh through the fabric of his sheet.

'' Mmmm, `` he moaned. `` livelihood doing that. ``

I continued stroking his second joint. As I did this, I could see the tent in his crotch region jumping up and down.

'' You 're not going down to the pool with that big matter bouncing around, are you ? '' I teased. `` Maybe you 'd better do something about it. '' I grabbed the sheet and pulled it down past his knee joint. His rooster was stretching the fabric of his boxers to the bursting point. `` pulling em down big boy ! ``

'' Sure Mom, '' he said with a laugh. `` Anything for you. '' He lifted himself up off of the bed and pushed his drawers down to his knee. His cock was so damn good looking. I licked my lips unconsciously as it bobbed and bounced just a foot away from me. It was so engorged with blood that it looked like it must hurt. The headspring of his cock was a late pinkish-red this morn. A bead of precum oozed out and sat there threatening to drop.

'' Is that drop of dessert beloved for mamma ? '' I asked him in the husky voice I normally kept hidden deep interior of me.

He reached over and touched it with his fingertip, smearing it around the head of his turncock and onto his finger. He then brought his hired hand up to my mouth and asked, `` Want a discernment ? ''

At that here and now all I wanted to do was to catch that hand and shove that fingerbreadth deep into my oral fissure so that I could taste his precum.

So I did.

It was cherubic. Sweet and a bit salty. I sucked on that finger like it had life-saving powers.

'' Damnnnn, Mom ! '' My son said softly.

I removed the finger from my oral fissure and said, `` Watch that voice communication, son. I 'm still your Mom you know. ``

He was genuinely excusatory. `` I 'm sorry, that just slipped out. But, wow Mom, that 's so hot. ``

'' Speaking of hot, why do n't you go stroking that hot tool so you can buck your cum ? '' I reminded him.

Then he got bold and said, `` How about if you stroke my hot peter so that it shoots out my cum ? ``

So I did. Not.

This was already going way too far. If I reached over and touched his dick it would be all over for me. If I did that I 'd be on top of him in sec guiding that throbbing meat into my pussy.

'' No, '' I responded. `` I 'm sorry, son. I ca n't do that. I 've already gone too far already. I love looking at you and seeing you do it, but I ca n't go there. ``

'' I can do it, '' he said with disappointment in his voice. `` But you have to delay and watch me. ``

I decided to do him finger a littler better. I scooted over a bit more onto the bed and lifted my leg up onto the bed. `` Here, '' I told him as I moved his hand to my calfskin. `` You can touch me while you touch yourself. ``

Immediately of course, his hand shot halfway up my leg. I quickly reached down and stopped his manus just above me knee.

'' Nooooo, '' I giggled. `` keep on it down below my articulatio genus. ``

'' So smooth, '' he said as his handwriting started sliding up and down the calf of my leg. Soon his other mitt was matching the rhythm. His cock stroke was in rhythm with his leg stroking.

'' You know what ? '' I asked him teasingly. `` I 'm naked under this robe. Your touching your Mom 's bare leg. If you were to go gamey, you 'd be touching my snatch. ``

'' Oh wow ! '' he said. `` Can I please ? ''

'' No, baby. '' I replied. `` Just go along touching that big stopcock. celebrate your hand down below my knee or you 'll hold to take it away. ``

'' Mmmmm, '' he moaned as his pace picked up. Precum was oozing from his cock and he was smearing it all around, the lubrication helping the feel of it.

'' You know something else ? '' I teased. I held up my nightgown for him to see. `` This is what I had on underneath my robe when I came inside and closed your door. ``

His heart widened and he stroked faster on his cock.

I put the nightgown on his chest and said, `` You know I could n't take off the night-robe without taking off my robe, right ? That means I was totally bare in here just a few minutes ago. ``

'' Oh ! Wow. Mom ! '' he stammered. I knew he was so close.

'' You know what else ? '' I teased him again. `` I walked naked over here beside your bed too. If you had only opened your eye, you would have seen your Mom standing side by side to your bed totally nude statue. My white meat, my ass, my pussy ... all naked for you. ``

I was a terrible vamper to him. His stroke was so fast. I do n't acknowledge how he was holding back.

'' Then, '' I continued. `` I masturbated myself standing right here. Naked. In your elbow room. Greg I came so hard that I nearly fell over onto you. I used these two digit to touch myself. Want a taste ? ``

I reached over and touched my fingers to his sass. He opened his back talk and I slid my digit inside. His lingua wrapped around them, tasting his Mom 's cum juices.

'' UNHH ! '' he moaned loudly. I hope the daughter were n't in the business firm ! I slipped my fingerbreadth out of his oral fissure as he lifted his head up from the bed and slammed it back into his pillow violently. His whole physical structure shook with the cramp rocking through him. His cum shot out in dense spurt all the way up to his chest !

'' Unh ! Unh ! Mmmmmm ... '' he moaned loudly.

I sat there in a daze, watching his immature, fast cock erupting with sperm cell. Oh how I wanted to just lean over and take on his prick into my mouth and suction on it.

So I did.

I opened my sass and slid that hot, throbbing dick into my hot wet mouth. I turned and met his eyes.

'' Unnhhhhh ... '' he moaned.

I quickly slid it out and sat up. I brought my hand to my mouth, shocked at what I had just done. I could smack his cum all in my mouth ! All I wanted to do was bend over and do it again, but instead I stood up and backed away from the bed.

'' I should n't have done that. '' I said softly.

'' Mom, that was incredible ! '' Greg said quickly. `` It felt awing ! ``

I could n't help but laugh, `` Well, no duh ! ''

I slowly backed away until I was at his door. I was staring at the puddle of cum on his breast and belly and still shocked at what I 'd just done to him.

'' I 'm a mess, Mom. '' he said. `` A little help ? ``

I took a deep breath. I 'd already put his cock in my mouth, even if just for a second. I had nothing to be shy about at this period. So I walked over to him. I looked down at his body. His hammer was semi-hard and as I looked at it, it started growing thick.

'' Do n't you locomote or relate me, '' I warned him. Then I 'll be damned if I did n't list over and work up the cum from his venter and chest. I got the absolute majority of it in my rima oris.

I stood back up and with a mouth full of his cum, I smiled ... and swallowed.


Ch 11

I grabbed my nightgown from Greg 's bed, turned and slid it down the strawman of my robe. I had to jump away as Greg teasingly tried to grab me when I was near his bed.

'' Back down, big boy ! '' I told him as I jumped back. `` contrive on your swimming costume and go charm the girls out at the syndicate. ``

I slipped out of his way and quietly went downstairs. In the kitchen again, I took a peek out of the windowpane to check on the girls. They were still comatose, lying there in their tiny Bikini absorbing the sun. I was going to have got to go out there soon and remind them to flip over. Ah, to be young again !

Actually, I was feeling like a new teen again. Greg was having an result on me, that 's for sure enough. It was nice to find desired by a young man. Now do n't get me incorrectly. I 'm perfectly satisfied with my husband in all department. It 's just ... well, I do n't bed anyway of describing it other than I must be a trollop for cum.

That 's not an light thing for a wife and mother to take on to. Even now I can taste Greg 's cum in my mouth. I can make a motion my tongue around, slew it over my teeth and the ceiling of my sass and there 's still that salty taste. I love it so much ! But how is a girlfriend to get her desires satisfied and still be a good girl, huh ?

I guess I managed to do a comely job of staying decent at least. I used my husband all of the time and of row he never complains when I pull him into the bedroom and make him a blowjob. I used my blood brother when I needed something new. Now I have Greg 's young, virile, manly sperm to add to the mix.

I read somewhere that there are certain ingredients or elements in a man 's come that chemically alter a woman 's mood. I do believe it. I 'm the stark laboratory experiment ! I 've never felt the need to be the stereotypical gossipy, despiteful woman that some turn into. I 've got a happy biography and I 'm sexually satisfied. I think that my regular contact with men 's ejaculate does stimulate an outcome on me in that way. However, do n't expect me to stand up up and suggest that to the women at the next PTA coming together !

I went to my bedroom and spent the next hr showering and pampering myself. I recalled Greg 's comment about my smooth leg, so I shaved again. While doing that, I remembered that he would ingest seen my put down strip of hair through my night-robe, so I carefully shaved my twat. My married man was going to be surprised. I 've never done that before. I mean, why should I ? I 'm married so I do n't give birth to impress anyone, right ? Was I planning on showing someone my pussy soon ? I sat on the boundary of the bathtub and faced myself in the mirror. `` calm down and slow down, girl. '' I told myself. `` Do n't let this get out of hired hand. ''

I took in a deep breathing space and let out a large sigh. I was hopeless. My husband will think I did it just for him anyway. I 'll just blame it on my bathing suit or something, but I guarantee he wo n't complain.

I heard splashing and giggling alfresco at the pool. The daughter have finally come book binding to lifespan. I peeked out through my bedroom windowpane blinds. Greg was indeed out there flirting with the lady friend. I was a bit jealous, but also proud of my handsome son.

I got dressed for the day. Just a unsubdivided span of shorts, top, and sandals. When I made my way back to the kitchen, I noticed it had gone silence outside again. I leaned over the sink and looked out the window. It was quiet, but if I had the window out-of-doors, I 'd probably hear soft moaning. No, it 's not what you think, but it was just as sexy in my feeling.

The girl were all on their breadbasket on towels again, but now Greg was rubbing sunscreen on them. The ace that he had already worked on had their peak untied and their back were bare. I watched enviously as Greg would wreak the application all over there bare backs. The girls were obviously enjoying it by the looks on their faces. I wondered how toilsome Greg was at this moment.

I stood there watching Greg as he went from young woman to girl. Even his sister had her top untie. I wondered if that had any result on her pal as he rubbed sunscreen onto the bare back of his sister. I was going to accept to watch and make sure as shooting nothing happened between those two teen.

Yes, I know that I 'm not one to pronounce, but that was a unlike office. What happened between my brother and I did n't happen until we were both older. I was the older one in that display case and I had initiated the action. I 'm somewhat sure I had agency to make sure he did n't need to go to his sister anyway.

When Greg finished with the cobbler's last girl, he stood up and wiped his handwriting across his chest. I could see his tool pushing intemperately against the movement of his bathing courtship. He reached down and adjusted himself. I was just about to call him into the mansion so he could relieve himself when his aid went back to the girls. They were obviously talking to him about something. It finally clicked in my brain what they were asking when he went back to the firstly girl in telephone line and started applying lotion to her stage. As I watched, she reached backward and pulled the bikini stern up into the crack of her ass, exposing her arse cheek to him !

My voyeuristic side of me took over and I stood there mesmerized as each girl looked at each other and then did the same thing with their bikini bottoms ! I was unconsciously rubbing my abdomen up against the storage locker I was leaning on. I also could n't believe it when I could see the unembellished Edward White butt of my own daughter as she waited for her sidekick to rub the sunscreen on her. I wanted to be out there and be the adjacent in blood ! I watched as long as I could resist it. Just as I was about to go modification into my own bikini, Greg finished up and started walking back to the house.

He walked into the kitchen and saw me and where I was. `` I guess you saw all of that, huh ? '' he asked me.

'' Aww, hapless baby ! '' I teased him. `` Did you get all hot and bothered out there with the girls ? ``

'' What do you call up ? '' he asked as he reached down and adjusted himself again.

'' I think you 'd better go upstairs and do something about that, '' I told him with a giggle.

'' Naw, `` he said. `` I 'll just do it right here. ``

'' I do n't suppose so, youthful man, '' I told him. `` Your sister could come in here any moment, not to mention your Dad might finish golf early and come in here. ``

'' I 'll be nimble, '' he said with a grin. `` It 'll just be me coming in here. ``

He pulled his short pants down just enough to resign his tool and started stroking it, right there in the kitchen. darn, he had a bully cock !

I backed up a bit and motioned him over. `` Would you like to have something to look at while you do that ? '' I asked him, motioning to the window.

'' Yeahhhh, '' he said softly as he took in the sentiment of the one-half nude daughter out by the syndicate. `` That was pretty acute. ``

I stood behind him and scratched his vertebral column softly. `` Did it feel good touching those fille ? Did you like rubbing that lotion on their bare tegument, hmmm ? '' I whispered.

'' Oh yeah ! '' he moaned. `` I 'm going to cum right now ! ``

Damn it, I was actually salivating at the thought of his cum. I looked out the window quickly. The girlfriend had n't moved an inch. I looked around the home really nimble and when I saw no one around, I asked him, `` Are you going to dash that cock off right here ? ``

'' Yessss, '' he moaned urgently.

I knew what I wanted to do so I just did it. I quickly sank down to my knees in front of him and opened my mouth.

'' Cum in my mouth ! '' I told him. `` manoeuver it and shoot it into my mouth ! ``

'' Oh wow, Mom ! '' he said breathlessly. `` Here it comes ! ``

He gave his cock a few Sir Thomas More strokes and pointed it right at my open backtalk. The number one spurt hit my upper lip and olfactory organ. The second gear shot hit me partly in my mouth and on my chin. I did n't want to waste it, and I did n't require to get more of it all over my typeface, so I grabbed his ass and pulled him to me and swallowed his putz.

It felt so good. It tasted better than it felt. His turncock twitched and he shot a huge jet right down my pharynx. I worked my tongue all over my son 's cock as he pushed forward and pulsed two more metre. I sucked him and licked it in effect, not letting anything shift out. He never went soft so finally I had to back away and let it slide out of my lip. I brought my script up and used my fingers to work the rest of his first jet into my mouth. I savored the gustatory sensation and spirit of his cum on my clapper, swirling it around in my mouth before I swallowed it down.

Greg grabbed his cock and squeezed it hard until a big drop developed. I looked up at him and opened my mouth. He leaned forward and once again, I had his cock back in my mouth. I sucked on its purple-pink head and swirled my tongue around it. Then I leaned backward, sliding his hammer out and I stood up.

I used my finger again and wiped around my sass. I looked at Greg and smiled as I sucked my fingers clean.

'' We 're taking this way too far and way too fast, '' I told him.

Just as he was about to reply, I heard the garage door opening. My married man was home.

'' Quick ! '' I told him. `` Go outside and differentiate the girls to get decent ! Hurry ! ``

Greg rushed out the back room access and I watched as the girls quickly tied their tops and jumped into the pool. I could n't help but laugh as it was obvious they were all adjusting their bikini wedgies for a few seconds. Then they started splashing around the pool with Greg.

The door to the service department opened and my husband and brother came inside. `` I brought your no-good blood brother home for lunch ! '' my husband said as they came in.

I walked over to hug my brother. I had n't seen him in awhile.

'' Hey sis ! '' he said with a grin as he hugged me back. `` What your no-good husband means is that he lost and was supposed to buy me tiffin, not bring me home for you to make it ! ``

'' Hey, now, '' my husband guesswork back. `` I pay for the food here, so it 's all the Same in my vox populi. ``

We all laughed at that and then I added, `` Well, he might pay for the solid food, but that does n't mean we have any. I have n't been to the store yet. Plus, we have a thirsty horde of teenager out there that do n't seem to be going home. We need to feed in them, too. ``

My husband groaned, `` Okay, I 'll run to the store. '' He grabbed his keys off of the bar. `` Mark you stay here and sojourn. I lost, so I 'll go. Burgers ? '' he asked.

'' Sure ! '' I told him. Mark followed him out to the garage, coming back inside with a beer from the refrigerator we keep out there.

'' Do n't let him tope all of my good beer ! '' I heard my husband say as he backed out of the garage.

I 'm so gladiolus that we all get along so well together. It would wee things awkward with Mark and I being so close if the two of them did n't like each other.

My brother walked over to the kitchen window and gave a tone at the kids swimming.

'' Is everyone outside ? '' he asked me.

'' Yeah, they 're all out there swimming. Even Greg is ... '' I stopped speaking because it hit me right-hand then what he was really asking. I turned to him and saw a big grin on his face.

'' If you think there 's time, `` he said softly.

'' Oh, there 's always time, '' I replied and went to my knees again in the kitchen, unbuttoning his shorts as I went.

In seconds, I had my brother 's rooster in my mouth .