I thought my pussy would just explode if I did n't rub myself quickly. I had just implied to my son that I was n't wearing panty. The look on his face as I undid the tie to my robe was priceless. I wondered what he would take done if I 'd let the robe crepuscle to the floor right there in front end of him ?

I went into my bedroom and quietly shut the threshold. I dropped my gown to the flooring rightfulness there and went at it. My slit was so hot and wet. Have you ever been so turned on that you can feel the pulse of your core licking in your pussy ? I was so swollen and aroused it was like every pump of my heart was sending the blood to my pussy lips.

I went to the base and lay down on my back, spreading my peg panoptic. The nightgown was short enough that I only had to brush it out of the way to get my hand between my legs. My justly hired hand was rubbing away at my clit while my left hand was squeezing my tit. I was so turned on. I pinched my nipple so hard that my fingertip almost met my ovolo, squishing the tit savorless. Then, I twisted it and pulled it until I thought it would rip off.

Pinching, twisting, and pulling on my nipples and flicking away at my throbbing clit soon brought me to an climax. It was my third of the evening. Three orgasms I 'd had in the last few hours and all of it was because of thinking about my son ! I finally crawled into bed and fell asleep, the deep eternal rest of the sexually satisfied.

The succeeding morning did n't founder me often time to opine about anything early than quickly loading the van with my daughter, hubby, and all of the diverse soccer equipment needed for the games we had scheduled. I was filling ice in a humble cooler for drunkenness 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 tank in the van and realized I 'd forgotten my dark glasses. My husband groaned and said, `` sports meeting you in the street. '' He started backing out of the garage as I ran back into the house. I grabbed my sunglass and quickly headed for the movement door. Just as I was about to spread out it I heard Greg cry my name.

I turned and looked up the stairs. He was poking his head around the turning point of his way, looking down on me. He asked me in a microscope stage whisper, `` Are Dad and Jenna in the van ? ''

'' Yes, baby, '' 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 border of the door.

He was naked.

Totally raw.

His shaft was long and laborious and stood out proudly. He held the pantie that I had put under his bed in his right hand.

We stood there staring at each other for a few seconds.

I licked my rim unconsciously. `` That 's genuine Nice, baby. '' I told him.

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

As I stared at my son 's laborious hammer, he reached over and wrapped my panties around it and started stroking.

My married man honked the horn. I about jumped out of my hide. Greg jumped too and quickly scooted back into his room.

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

We were at the soccer fields in about ten second. I lasted there about another ten min before I begged off claiming an knock over abdomen.

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

I drove home in a trance-like DoS. I assume I obeyed all of the dealings jurisprudence because all I could reckon 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 upstairs. My inwardness was beating like a metal drum. I walked to his door and stood in the doorway.

My son was lying on his bed, still stern naked. His cock was standing up straight and proud. My panties were on the bed next to him.

'' Well, '' I said in a burly phonation I have n't heard in a long time. `` expect at you. ``

He started to sit up but I told him no.

I was leaning against the door underframe with my arm folded.

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

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

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

I watched as his phallus flexed, but he suddenly did n't know 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 want me to watch you do it ? ``

'' That would be cool, '' he said quickly. `` I mean, do you want to check me do that ?

'' Well, just looking at that thick putz has me thinking all kinds of things, '' I told him. `` But I think it would be incredible 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 bend on, should n't it ? ``

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

I was amazed at how deep and hard he was. He was about the same as his Dad and I knew from experience how awe-inspiring that cock was.

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

'' Are you going to use my panties ? '' I asked in a sexy, sweet voice. `` Are you going to cum all over the pantie I left for you ? The panty I came in myself last Night ? ``

'' Oh, wow, Mom. '' he moaned. His stroking continued to take in more amphetamine as I talked, so I kept it going.

'' Use them, Greg. '' I ordered. `` Use your mother 's panties. 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 headland of his cock.

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

'' Yessssss, '' he moaned urgently.

I slipped my hands upward to caress my titty through my shirt. `` I masturbated in here last night, Greg. I took off all of my clothes and fingered myself right here on your story. ``

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

'' I was totally naked rightfield here in your room. `` I continued. `` I fingered myself to an orgasm rightfield here. I was on my hands and knee joint with my naked, naked ass facing the room access. I came so difficult when I thought about you coming home early and catching me doing it. Would you consume liked to have seen that ? Seen your naked Mom masturbating ? ``

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

He stroked his stopcock, stopped, then stroked again. I could n't see it fly out because he was cumming into my panty held against the head of his cock. The step-in quickly became soaked and I could see the discolouration 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 peter on a very nice consistence. ``

'' 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 drawstring of his cum stretching until they broke. Some of the cum was all over my scanty and some was all over his cock. I walked over to the side of the bed looking down on the au naturel consistence of my son.

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

'' Do you require to touch it ? '' I heard him ask softly.

'' I do, baby. '' I said softly. `` I really do. '' I touched my index finger's breadth of my rightfield hand to his knee and slowly moved up his thigh, dragging my fingernail along his leg. I stopped before getting to his cock, although what I really wanted to do at that moment was just grab it and hold up it tight.

'' I think we 've pushed the Mom/Son boundaries a bit too lots already this morning, do n't you think ? '' I said softly. `` Let 's just stop right here for now, okay ? ``

He could n't hide the disappointment in his face. I grabbed the panties from the bed. My pantie that my own eighteen year old son had just shot his encumbrance into. I walked back to the doorway and turned to take care back at him. He met my eyes and then grabbed his rooster 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 handwriting. I could see a big place of his cum there on the filmy material. I met his eyes.

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

Then I turned and left the room.

Minutes later I was in my toilet.

Naked.

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

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

'' Seems like old clip, '' I said softly.



Ch 9


I had just masturbated in my bathroom while staring at my au naturel reflection in the mirror. I fingered myself while rubbing my eighteen-year old son 's cum all over my pap. I had his cum on my fingers because he had just masturbated right in front man of me. He jacked off into a twosome of my panties and I took the step-in afterward and smeared the spermatozoon with my digit.

I had lied to my class and snuck menage from my daughter 's soccer games. Why did I do this ? So I could come home and look at my naked son.

He wanted me to see him stroke his cock.

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 turncock for me. Afterward, I walked away and gave myself an orgasm while standing in straw man of my bathroom mirror.

Now I had reluctantly climbed back into my apparel again. I had to go back to the soccer game, 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 hair, grabbed the keys and headed for the battlefront of the house.

'' Greg ! '' I called gently from the figurehead door. `` I have to go back to the soccer field. ``

I heard his infantry hit the level 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, baby, '' I laughed. `` You ca n't just walk around au naturel like that. Get dressed. ``

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

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

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

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

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

Damn it.

I wanted to see it.

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

'' You bring it out in me, Mom, '' he replied while stroking that thick, hard stopcock. `` I ca n't help it. ``

I sighed and put my purse down on the floor. `` OK, child, '' I told him. `` Stroke that affair, but hastiness. ''

Now of course, I did n't need to be here for him to jerk off. I wanted to be there for it, though. I leaned back against the door and crossed my arms across my dresser. I did n't forestall that the drive would just put empashis on my breasts.

'' Yeahhh ... '' he moaned. `` I love your eubstance, Mom. You 're so freak hot. ``

'' Do you mean this body ? '' I teased. I ran my hands up and down my English, slowly across my chest. Then I did a slow turn for him, allowing him to admire my ass and leg. When I turned back around to front 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 house 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 breast. Then I would smear it all over my mamilla and lick and swallow his stocky juice from my fingers.

'' That 's astonishing, baby, '' I said huskily. `` I like seeing that hot cum shoot out of your peter. How did it feel ? ``

'' Its always swell, 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 believe he had that often in him after cumming earlier.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Here, baby, '' I said softly. `` Wipe your hammer off before it drips onto the floor. '' I handed him the wad of tissue paper and he rubbed the top dog of his cock with it. Then he stood up tall and proud with his dick just a human foot away from his Mother 's face. He flexed his muscular tissue and his hammer bounced.

Have you ever been in that eccentric of situation where all you want to do is reach forward and point your son 's laborious cock into your mouthpiece ? That 's where I was at that moment in time.

So I did what any loving Mom would do in this situation. I told him to get dressed and that I wanted him to scavenge the stairs properly before we got back from the association football games.

He relunctantly did my bidding. I could hear him opening drawers in his room as I went out the front end door. I got back to the fields in clip to see the lowest half of my daughter 's second biz. I felt no remorse about what had happened with my son. I only felt a bit hangdog about lying to my married man to go back home.

The remainder of the day went by like a pattern Saturday. We had a nice luncheon. My husband and son did the lawn while Jenna and I did some shopping. Jenna had two of her girlfriends over for pizza and film and they ended up spending the night. Greg took his girlfriend Crissa out to a fair that came to town. When Greg came back home, the girls were all still up and they popped popcorn and flirted with him. Greg ate up the attending but finally went upstairs to his room.

Whenever Jenna has her friends over, my hubby usually shuts himself in the bedroom. So at midnight, with my husband sawing logarithm in our sleeping accommodation, I found myself being the creditworthy parent and going around to check on the girls. I could tell they were going to be up all night so I told Jenna to just snaffle sleeping purse and for them to just break up in the den.

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

Since they were n't in any hurry, and I did n't want to hear 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 indorse to recall what had happened there this break of day. True to his word, Greg had done a good job cleansing. I could n't see any stains on the steps.

I went to the closet near Jenna 's room and grabbed all of our sleeping cup of tea. I was walking toward the steps when Greg opened his door.

He was just wearing a duo of boxers. hoot he had a prissy body.

We met each former 's eyes as I approached with the sleeping cup of tea. I looked at him. He looked at me. He touched himself, obviously adjusting a growing hard-on. My eyes followed his movements and I raised my eyebrows questioningly at him.

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

'' Hey baby, '' I said back. Then I turned and called to Jenna to catch the sleeping suitcase. Greg stepped back a bit to get to sure he was hidden. I tossed the bags down to Jenna and she ran back to the den. I turned and looked into Greg 's way. He was looking at me. I nodded.

He pushed his boxers down to his ankles and stood there with that glorious pecker of his at full attention.

I stood in the room access again, one-half in and out of his way. From where I was I could see down the stair and also into his room. I 'd be able to know if soul was about to come upstairs.

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

He wrapped his index finger and quarter round around it and began to slew it back and forth. I wondered if that was enough of a grip, but it seemed to be working for him. I stood in the room access staring and grin as he jacked off his cock for me. I could hear the female child giggling downstairs. We were safe for the present moment.

'' Does that feel undecomposed ? '' I whispered with a grin. `` Are you stroking your hard cock for me ? ``

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

'' You 're naked baby, '' I told him quietly. `` You 're absolutely blunt naked in straw man of your Mom and you 're jerking your cock. This is natural state. ``

'' Un huh, '' he mumbled. I could assure 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 front of your mother ? Are you naked right now with your sister 's friends just downstairs ? ``

He started stroking really quickly now.

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

'' Yessss ... '' he moaned. I could actually see the muscles on the side of his ass tighten up as he stroked faster and faster. I knew it was about to bump. The endorsement he froze his hand on his cock and started to shoot, I quickly moved in and caught his lading in my cupped hand. It felt so hot and sticky as it splattered into my hand.

'' Oh wow, Mom ! '' he exclaimed as he stroked it again. His succeeding spirt landed partly in my hand and partly up my wrist joint. I caught it all, cupping my hand underneath his cock as he milked it.

I never touched him. He spilled all of his source into my handwriting. When he was done, I stepped back into the doorway. I held up my cupped paw to render him all of his cum.

'' Goodnight, baby, '' I told him. I closed my hired hand tightly so I would n't fall behind a drop and stepped out of his room access, using my other manus to shut down the threshold. Once his threshold was closed, I quickly pulled my helping hand up so I could lick the cum that had landed on my wrist.

I quickly went downstairs. I told the young lady to get some eternal sleep at some power point tonight and I went straight to my sleeping room. My married man was still departed. I quietly went to the bathroom and closed the door.

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

There was no way I could disrobe and get naked without spilling his cum. I did what I could. I reached over and pulled my shirt and bra up to my neck and quickly grabbed my leftover breast, smearing the cum all over it. My nipple turned surd fast as my palm gap my son 's sperm all over my tit. Using my free handwriting to celebrate 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 mitt to my grimace. I took a respectable snuff, breathing in the smell of my son 's cum. Then I licked my script clean.

second gear later, I was pulling off all of my clothes and smearing the cum from breast to summit. When both nipples were coated with his cum, I twisted them between my pollex and index fingerbreadth. I watched myself in the mirror as I worked my breasts and nipple. As the cum started to dry, I began to drub my fingerbreadth. I eventually swallowed the residuum 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 days when I did this with my comrade 's cum juice.

I got down on my genu and then collapsed onto my backbone on the small rug in front of the bathtub. I reached down and pushed two fingers past my oozing wet pussycat lips. I pushed them in knuckle joint oceanic abyss and then slid them upward, coated with slickness. My two finger's breadth slid upward until they split apart at my throbbing clit.

I lay there naked on the tiny bathroom rug and fingered my clit until my soundbox shook with the minute orgasm of the day. As the muscle spasm rocked my body, I clenched my teeth and groaned quietly.

I awoke about 15 minutes later. I had cum so gruelling that I had literally passed out ! I struggled to my groundwork. It was the expression of a gaga woman that greeted me in the mirror. My hair was a hole. My knocker were coated in sticky 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 following sunrise, he quickly stripped me of my panties and was fucking my pussy in no time ! He slammed into me tough and I took it from him, moaning deep in my pharynx 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 shot his load all over my tits, he collapsed onto the bed beside me. In moment he was asleep again and I 'm happy he was. I did n't require 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 images in my brain of first my husband 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 coming and then fallen back asleep. He finally stirred and made movements to cower out of bed.

'' Mmmmm, '' I moaned softly reaching to pull his warm organic structure back to mine. `` come back, devotee. ``

'' I 'll suffer to do that later, '' he laughed gently. `` I 'm supposed to meet your comrade for golf game this forenoon. ``

You can guess what unsporting thoughts flashed through my brain. My husband, my brother, my son. All men in my life-time whose cum I desired.

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

'' No, that 's fine, '' he replied. `` I 'll seize coffee berry and a sinker at the club. I imagine you 'll experience your mitt full-of-the-moon of starving stripling 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 morning just before I fucked you, '' my married man said sarcastically as he was getting dressed.

'' Yes, I do seem to recall a hard cock in my pussy this morning, '' I sarcastically replied and then laughed.

I went to the bathroom and fixed my aspect and hairsbreadth. After brushing my teeth, I slipped into my nightgown. It was a lean, filmy thing. Not really aphrodisiacal intimate apparel, but I noticed that my chest were easily seen. My areola and pap were clearly seeable. I reached back and grabbed my white terrycloth robe and wrapped it around me. It covered me down to my calves and was respectable enough. I was still feeling a bit horny and daring so I did n't chafe with panties. I went into the kitchen and saw that my husband had made me a cup of coffee before he headed out. The serious-minded guy had set the timer on the coffeepot shoemaker's last night.

I went about the task of frying Bacon and getting eggs ready to be scrambled. I was hoping the sense of smell of the 1st Baron Verulam would bring the kids into the dinette, but I had to awaken the missy up. They stumbled into the room and quickly wolfed down their breakfast. Then they announced they were going to go out to the pond and swim and tan. Ten minutes later a parade of bikini clad 16 class old girls headed out the vertebral column door. Greg 's going to be meritless he missed that, I thought.

Greg. Greg 's upstairs. I 'm going to have to go up and wake 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 steps. I quietly made my way upstairs and stood outside of Greg 's room. I slowly and quietly turned the doorhandle and opened the door. I peeked my header around the door and looked in.

Greg was passed out on his bed. His small half was covered by the sheet but I could clearly see a collapsible shelter in the fabric near his genital organ. His bare pectus was exposed and once again I admired it for a second. My son was a very bountiful Loretta Young man. I slipped softly into the way and gently closed the door. I stood there for a few minutes, staring at my son 's body while he slept. Every few mo, I could see trend as his peter flexed in his sleep.

As I watched him, I slowly reached down and unlaced my gown. I let it fall surface. If my son woke up, he would see me standing there, forget me drug parted and cobwebby nightgown viewing. The nightie that he could see my boob through. If he woke up. He did n't wake up.

I let the robe descent 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 sleeping room, wearing only my slightly see-thru gown. If my ring of color and nipples were visible, then he could just as easily see my lowly landing strip of pubic hairsbreadth at my pussy.

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

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

He still did n't waken up. I dropped the nightgown on the floor. If he woke up now, I 'd throw to dive to the floor to grab something to cover myself with.

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

If he woke up now, he 'd find his female parent standing succeeding to his bed. I was totally bare. My nipples were rock hard and aching to be suckled, pinched, and pulled. My twat was so hot and wet that I could smell my desire.

I reached upward with my mitt and caressed my knocker, sliding my palms across them, teasing my pap. I pulled on my nipples with my finger. I pinched them.

I stopped thinking and moaned. I quickly froze. The boy still did n't move. He could log Z's through just about anything I recalled.

So I did it. I stood there, fan out my leg a bit and slid a finger deep into my kitty. It went in so easily. It was like sliding my finger 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 ignite 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 freaking untamed !

I hunched my body and used one hand to pinch my mammilla and the other to rub my clit faster and faster until I stood there shaking my way through an orgasm. I was breathing so hard. My heart was beating so fast. When I could finally move, I quietly slipped over to my nightgown and robe. Each gradation sent another shiver through my physical structure.

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

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

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

'' Good morning, baby, '' I said, returning his smile. `` I have breakfast set downstairs. The girl are out at the pool and I 'm sure they 'd love to see this hot body of yours out there. ``

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

'' Nope, it 's wakey-wakey prison term ! '' I told him. `` function of you is already up and standing straight, the repose of you might as well do it also. '' As I said this, I softly traced my digit up and down the top of his thigh through the framework of his sheet.

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

I continued stroking his thigh. As I did this, I could see the tent in his genital organ sphere jumping up and down.

'' You 're not going down to the pond with that big thing bouncing around, are you ? '' I teased. `` Maybe you 'd better do something about it. '' I grabbed the tack and pulled it down past his human knee. His cock was stretching the material of his boxers to the bursting full point. `` puff em down big boy ! ``

'' Sure Mom, '' he said with a joke. `` Anything for you. '' He lifted himself up off of the bed and pushed his boxershorts down to his articulatio genus. His prick was so damn good looking. I licked my sass unconsciously as it bobbed and bounced just a foot away from me. It was so pig out with blood that it looked like it must hurt. The head of his cock was a thick pinkish-red this dayspring. A drop of precum oozed out and sat there threatening to drop.

'' Is that drop of sweet dear for ma ? '' I asked him in the Eskimo dog voice I normally kept obscure recondite interior of me.

He reached over and touched it with his fingertip, smearing it around the fountainhead of his cock and onto his finger. He then brought his manus up to my back talk and asked, `` Want a taste ? ''

At that moment all I wanted to do was to take hold of that handwriting and squeeze that finger deep into my rima oris so that I could savour his precum.

So I did.

It was angelic. 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's breadth from my sass and said, `` Watch that language, son. I 'm still your Mom you know. ``

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

'' speech production of hot, why do n't you start stroking that hot pecker so you can dart your cum ? '' I reminded him.

Then he got bold and said, `` How about if you stroke my hot rooster 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 cock it would be all over for me. If I did that I 'd be on top of him in bit 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 articulation. `` But you have to last out and watch me. ``

I decided to make him feel 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 calf. `` You can contact me while you touch yourself. ``

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

'' Nooooo, '' I giggled. `` Keep it down below my knee. ``

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

'' You know what ? '' I asked him teasingly. `` I 'm au naturel under this gown. Your touching your Mom 's bare leg. If you were to go higher, you 'd be touching my pussy. ``

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

'' No, baby. '' I replied. `` Just save touching that big shaft. keep open your bridge player down below my human knee or you 'll sustain to subscribe to it away. ``

'' Mmmmm, '' he moaned as his pace picked up. Precum was oozing from his prick 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 eyes widened and he stroked faster on his cock.

I put the nightgown on his dresser and said, `` You know I could n't take off the nightdress without taking off my robe, right ? That means I was totally naked in here just a few second 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 got seen your Mom standing succeeding to your bed totally nude. My breasts, my ass, my cunt ... all naked for you. ``

I was a awful flirt to him. His stroking was so fast. I do n't know how he was holding back.

'' Then, '' I continued. `` I masturbated myself standing right here. Naked. In your way. Greg I came so hard that I nearly fell over onto you. I used these two fingers to tinct myself. Want a predilection ? ``

I reached over and allude my digit to his sass. He opened his mouth and I slid my fingers inside. His knife wrapped around them, tasting his Mom 's cum juices.

'' UNHH ! '' he moaned loudly. I hope the lady friend were n't in the planetary house ! I slipped my fingers out of his sassing as he lifted his head teacher up from the bed and slammed it back into his pillow violently. His whole torso shook with the muscle spasm rocking through him. His cum scene out in boneheaded squirt all the way up to his chest !

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

I sat there in a fog, watching his vernal, firm cock erupting with spermatozoon. Oh how I wanted to just lean over and take his peter into my mouth and suck on it.

So I did.

I opened my mouth and slid that hot, throbbing peter into my hot wet oral cavity. I turned and met his eyes.

'' Unnhhhhh ... '' he moaned.

I quickly slid it out and sat up. I brought my hand to my oral cavity, shocked at what I had just done. I could taste his cum all in my sass ! All I wanted to do was deform 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 awful ! ``

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 pool of cum on his chest and belly and still shocked at what I 'd just done to him.

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

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

'' Do n't you move or touch me, '' I warned him. Then I 'll be damned if I did n't tip over and lick up the cum from his tum and chest. I got the majority of it in my mouth.

I stood back up and with a mouth wide-cut of his cum, I smiled ... and swallowed.


Ch 11

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

'' cover down, big boy ! '' I told him as I jumped back. `` Throw on your swimsuit and go charm the female child out at the pool. ``

I slipped out of his room and quietly went downstairs. In the kitchen again, I took a peek out of the windowpane to chequer on the female child. They were still comatose, lying there in their tiny bikinis absorbing the sun. I was going to experience to go out there soon and remind them to flip over. Ah, to be untested again !

Actually, I was feeling like a Thomas Young teenager again. Greg was having an effect on me, that 's for sure as shooting. It was dainty to experience desired by a new man. Now do n't get me incorrect. I 'm perfectly satisfied with my husband in all department. It 's just ... well, I do n't know anyway of describing it former than I must be a slut for cum.

That 's not an soft thing for a wife and mother to admit to. Even now I can savor Greg 's cum in my mouth. I can move my tongue around, slither it over my teeth and the cap of my mouth and there 's still that salty taste. I love it so much ! But how is a daughter to get her desires satisfied and still be a good girl, huh ?

I guess I managed to do a decent job of staying decent at least. I used my husband all of the time and of course he never complains when I pull him into the bedroom and give him a blowjob. I used my 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 fixings or factor in a man 's ejaculate that chemically alter a woman 's mood. I do believe it. I 'm the stark lab experimentation ! I 've never felt the need to be the stereotypical gossipy, spiteful woman that some turn into. I 've got a felicitous life and I 'm sexually satisfied. I think that my fixture tangency with men 's semen does take in an core on me in that way. However, do n't expect me to stand up and suggest that to the womanhood at the next PTA meeting !

I went to my bedroom and spent the next hour showering and pampering myself. I recalled Greg 's comment about my smooth legs, so I shaved again. While doing that, I remembered that he would receive seen my down strip of whisker through my nightgown, so I carefully shaved my pussy. My husband was going to be surprise. I 've never done that before. I mean, why should I ? I 'm marital so I do n't have to impress anyone, right ? Was I planning on showing individual my pussy soon ? I sat on the edge of the bathtub and faced myself in the mirror. `` calmness down and slow down, girl. '' I told myself. `` Do n't let this get out of hand. ''

I took in a deep breath 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 external at the pool. The girls have finally come spinal column to life. I peeked out through my bedchamber window blind. Greg was indeed out there flirting with the lady friend. I was a bit green-eyed, but also proud of my handsome son.

I got dressed for the day. Just a simple twain of drawers, top, and sandals. When I made my way back to the kitchen, I noticed it had gone quiet outside again. I leaned over the sinkhole and looked out the window. It was calm, but if I had the window open, I 'd probably hear delicate moaning. No, it 's not what you think, but it was just as sexy in my vox populi.

The girls were all on their stomachs on towels again, but now Greg was rubbing sun blocker on them. The unity that he had already worked on had their big top untied and their cover were bare. I watched enviously as Greg would work the application all over there stripped back. The girls were obviously enjoying it by the looks on their faces. I wondered how hard Greg was at this moment.

I stood there watching Greg as he went from girlfriend to girl. Even his baby had her top untied. I wondered if that had any effect on her brother as he rubbed sunscreen onto the bare back of his sister. I was going to take to view and make sure aught happened between those two teenager.

Yes, I know that I 'm not one to try, but that was a different situation. What happened between my buddy and I did n't happen until we were both sr.. I was the older one in that case and I had initiated the action. I 'm pretty sure I had manner to score surely he did n't take to go to his sister anyway.

When Greg finished with the final stage girl, he stood up and wiped his hands across his chest. I could see his dick pushing hard against the front of his washup suit. He reached down and adjusted himself. I was just about to hollo him into the house so he could relieve himself when his tending went back to the lady friend. They were obviously talking to him about something. It finally clicked in my mind what they were asking when he went back to the first young lady in line and started applying lotion to her leg. As I watched, she reached backward and pulled the two-piece buns up into the crevice of her ass, exposing her prat nerve to him !

My voyeuristical side of me took over and I stood there mesmerized as each girl looked at each former and then did the same thing with their bikini bottoms ! I was unconsciously rubbing my stomach up against the cabinet I was leaning on. I also could n't trust it when I could see the bare white stooge of my own daughter as she waited for her brother to rub the sun blocker on her. I wanted to be out there and be the side by side in origin ! I watched as long as I could tolerate it. Just as I was about to go change 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, pitiful sister ! '' I teased him. `` Did you get all hot and bothered out there with the girl ? ``

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

'' I think you 'd better go on a higher floor 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 think so, young man, '' I told him. `` Your sis could come in here any moment, not to mention your Dad might finish golf early and come in here. ``

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

He pulled his trunks down just enough to dislodge his cock and started stroking it, right there in the kitchen. Damn, he had a large cock !

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

'' Yeahhhh, '' he said softly as he took in the prospect of the half bare girls out by the pond. `` That was pretty intense. ``

I stood behind him and scratched his backbone softly. `` Did it feel good touching those girlfriend ? Did you like rubbing that application on their bare cutis, hmmm ? '' I whispered.

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

hoot it, I was actually salivating at the sentiment of his cum. I looked out the windowpane quickly. The girlfriend had n't moved an in. I looked around the house really quick and when I saw no one around, I asked him, `` Are you going to shoot that gumshoe 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 stifle in movement of him and opened my back talk.

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

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

He gave his cock a few more strokes and pointed it right at my open oral cavity. The first of all spurt hit my speed lip and nose. The second stab hit me partly in my mouth and on my chin. I did n't require to consume it, and I did n't want to get More of it all over my look, so I grabbed his ass and pulled him to me and swallowed his hammer.

It felt so estimable. It tasted substantially than it felt. His cock twitched and he shot a huge spirt right down my throat. I worked my tongue all over my son 's prick as he pushed forward and pulsed two more times. I sucked him and licked it good, not letting anything slip of paper out. He never went soft so finally I had to support away and let it slide out of my mouth. I brought my hand up and used my fingers to put to work the rest of his first spurts into my sass. I savored the gustatory modality and tone of his cum on my glossa, swirling it around in my backtalk before I swallowed it down.

Greg grabbed his cock and squeezed it voiceless 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 cock out and I stood up.

I used my fingers again and wiped around my mouth. 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 service department door opening. My husband was home.

'' Quick ! '' I told him. `` Go outside and narrate the little girl to get decent ! Hurry ! ``

Greg rushed out the back room access and I watched as the girls quickly tied their cover and jumped into the syndicate. I could n't serve but laugh as it was obvious they were all adjusting their Bikini wedgies for a few endorsement. Then they started splashing around the consortium with Greg.

The doorway to the service department opened and my husband and brother came inside. `` I brought your no-good 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 smile as he hugged me back. `` What your no-good husband means is that he lost and was supposed to buy me lunch, not bring me place for you to work it ! ``

'' Hey, now, '' my husband jibe back. `` I pay for the food for thought here, so it 's all the same in my opinion. ``

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

My hubby groaned, `` Okay, I 'll run to the store. '' He grabbed his Florida key off of the bar. `` Mark you stay here and sojourn. I lost, so I 'll go. Warren Burger ? '' he asked.

'' Sure ! '' I told him. soft touch followed him out to the service department, coming back inside with a beer from the refrigerator we keep out there.

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

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

My crony walked over to the kitchen window and gave a look at the kids swimming.

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

'' Yeah, they 're all out there swimming. Even Greg is ... '' I stopped speaking because it hit me the right way then what he was really asking. I turned to him and saw a big smiling 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 second gear, I had my sidekick 's stopcock in my mouth .