I thought my pussy would just blow up 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 have done if I 'd let the robe tumble to the base right there in front of him ?

I went into my bedroom and quietly shut the door. I dropped my gown to the floor right field there and went at it. My kitty was so hot and wet. Have you ever been so turned on that you can finger the heart rate of your heart beating in your pussy ? I was so egotistic and aroused it was like every heart of my warmness was sending the origin to my pussy lips.

I went to the floor and lay down on my back, spreading my stage wide. The nightgown was short enough that I only had to sweep it out of the way to get my hired man between my legs. My right bridge player 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 thumb, squishing the pap vapid. Then, I twisted it and pulled it until I thought it would rip off.

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

The adjacent morning did n't have me a lot time to imagine about anything early than quickly loading the van with my daughter, husband, and all of the versatile soccer equipment needed for the games we had scheduled. I was filling ice in a small cooler for drinks as my married man headed out the doorway. I heard him call 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 blank out my shades. My husband groaned and said, `` Meet you in the street. '' He started backing out of the service department as I ran back into the house. I grabbed my sunglasses and quickly headed for the front door. Just as I was about to open it I heard Greg address my name.

I turned and looked up the stairs. He was poking his head word around the turning point of his room, looking down on me. He asked me in a stage rustle, `` 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 hurry, 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 defenseless.

His rooster was long and laborious and stood out proudly. He held the scanty 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 lips unconsciously. `` That 's real nice, babe. '' I told him.

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

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

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

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

We were at the soccer fields in about ten hour. I lasted there about another ten minutes before I begged off claiming an upset breadbasket.

'' I 'll just run home for a bit. It will probably egest, but the last place I want to be right now is far away from a bathroom. '' My husband agreed, so I took the van back dwelling house. 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 state of matter. I assume I obeyed all of the traffic law because all I could think about was my son standing there naked and showing me his body and his throbbing humanness. I parked in the private road 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 affectionateness was beating like a drum. I walked to his door and stood in the doorway.

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

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

He started to sit up but I told him no.

I was leaning against the room access frame with my weaponry 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 penis flexed, but he suddenly did n't make love what to do.

'' Ummm, well ... '' he stammered again. `` you left me your scanty, 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 desire to watch me do that ?

'' Well, just looking at that thick cock has me thinking all sort 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 bout on, should n't it ? ``

'' Yeah, '' he moaned. He grabbed his cock, wrapping his finger's breadth around the jibe and started stroking.

I was amazed at how blockheaded and hard 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 make the purple-pink head all slippery. I knew that his turncock would slide right into me with that slip adding to it.

'' Are you going to use my pantie ? '' I asked in a sexy, sweet-flavored voice. `` Are you going to cum all over the step-in I left for you ? The panties I came in myself go dark ? ``

'' Oh, wow, Mom. '' he moaned. His stroking continued to make headway more f number as I talked, so I kept it going.

'' Use them, Greg. '' I ordered. `` Use your mother 's panty. 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 question of his cock.

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

'' Yessssss, '' he moaned urgently.

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

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

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

'' I 'm coming ! '' he said urgently. His body tensed up and his head slammed back against his pillow as his coming 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 cock, stopped, then stroked again. I could n't see it fly out because he was cumming into my panties held against the fountainhead of his pecker. 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 impressive, '' I told him. `` You 've got a very gracious pecker on a very courteous body. ``

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

'' Let me see it again, '' I told him. `` Move those panties. ``

He pulled the panties away. I could see strings 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 face of the bed looking down on the naked body of my son.

'' Yeah, that 's a really nice cock you have there, babe. '' 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 voiced, and now it was hard as steel again.

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

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

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

He could n't hide the disappointment in his boldness. 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 face back at him. He met my eyes and then grabbed his prick again.

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

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

Then I turned and left the way.

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 breasts in the reflection, I licked the cum from my fingers.

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

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



Ch 9


I had just masturbated in my john while staring at my naked reflection in the mirror. I fingered myself while rubbing my eighteen-year old son 's cum all over my nipples. I had his cum on my fingers because he had just masturbated right in front of me. He jacked off into a pair of my step-in and I took the panty afterward and smeared the spermatozoan with my digit.

I had lied to my family unit and snuck home from my girl 's association football games. Why did I do this ? So I could fall home and look at my naked son.

He wanted me to see him stroke his putz.

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 climax while standing in front of my bathroom 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 hubby there. I was n't feeling any guilt about this either. I was strangely becalm, as if this was meant to be and had finally happened. I brushed my tomentum, grabbed the keys and headed for the front of the house.

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

I heard his foundation 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, baby, '' 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 need to see me like this ? ``

'' I do, child, '' 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 turncock in his hand and started stroking it.

'' child, no. '' I told him. `` There is n't time. Now put that monstrosity away. ``

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

Damn 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 midst, heavily cock. `` I ca n't assist it. ``

I sighed and put my purse down on the storey. `` Okay, baby, '' 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 chest. I did n't anticipate that the bm would just put empashis on my breasts.

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

'' Do you mean this body ? '' I teased. I ran my hands up and down my English, slowly across my white meat. Then I did a slow number for him, allowing him to admire my backside and branch. When I turned back around to look him, he was shooting his cum onto the stairs !

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

I stood there mesmermized as he shot his hot cum out onto the steps. The Mom in me wanted him to hold back and clean that up right away. The char in me wanted to be laying on the level underneath him and catching those hot jet onto my nude breasts. Then I would smudge it all over my nipples and biff and swallow his thick juice from my fingers.

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

'' Its always not bad, but it 's even better with you watching me Mom, '' he said.

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

'' Get me a tissue, Greg, '' I told him. `` No, postponement, '' I giggled. `` Get me a cluster 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 putz did n't look like it was on the way to getting hard 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 cock was severely again.

From where I was standing a few dance step down, his hard, throbbing dick was now at my eye tier. It had a drop of cum oozing out.

'' Here, babe, '' I said softly. `` Wipe your rooster off before it drips onto the floor. '' I handed him the wad of tissue and he rubbed the head of his cock with it. Then he stood up tall and proud with his rooster just a foot away from his female parent 's face. He flexed his muscular tissue and his cock bounced.

Have you ever been in that type of situation where all you want to do is attain forward and guide your son 's concentrated cock into your oral fissure ? That 's where I was at that here and now in time.

So I did what any loving Mom would do in this post. I told him to get dressed and that I wanted him to clean house the stairs properly before we got back from the soccer games.

He relunctantly did my bidding. I could get a line him opening underdrawers in his way as I went out the front line door. I got back to the theater in time to see the last one-half of my girl 's second game. I felt no self-reproach about what had happened with my son. I only felt a bit guilty about lying to my husband to go back home.

The ease of the day went by like a formula Saturday. We had a overnice lunch. 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 carnival that came to town. When Greg came back menage, the girl were all still up and they popped popcorn and flirted with him. Greg ate up the tending but finally went upstairs to his room.

Whenever Jenna has her friends over, my husband usually shuts himself in the chamber. So at midnight, with my hubby sawing logarithm in our bedroom, I found myself being the responsible parent and going around to chequer on the girls. I could tell they were going to be up all night so I told Jenna to just grab sleeping bags and for them to just crash 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 desire to get word them running up and down the stairs all night, I decided to just get the sleeping cup of tea for them. I went upstairs, pausing for a indorsement to recall what had happened there this dawn. True to his word, Greg had done a expert job cleaning. I could n't see any stains on the whole step.

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

He was just wearing a distich of pugilist. Damn he had a courteous body.

We met each other 's eyes as I approached with the quiescence purse. I looked at him. He looked at me. He touched himself, obviously adjusting a growing erection. 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 overtake the quiescency bags. Greg stepped back a bit to get sure he was hidden. I tossed the base 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 boxershorts down to his ankles and stood there with that splendid cock of his at wax aid.

I stood in the doorway again, half in and out of his room. From where I was I could see down the stairs and also into his room. I 'd be able to hump if soul was about to come upstairs.

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

He wrapped his power finger and thumb 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 smiling as he jacked off his hammer for me. I could take heed the girls giggling downstairs. We were safe for the moment.

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

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

'' You 're naked infant, '' I told him quietly. `` You 're absolutely stark naked in movement of your Mom and you 're jerking your tool. This is savage. ``

'' Un huh, '' he mumbled. I could tell he was already tightlipped to cumming.

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

He started stroking really quickly now.

'' Are you going to cum for me, child ? '' I teased him in a susurration. `` I want you to cum now. Cum prompt before the girls 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 materialise. The second he froze his hand on his turncock and started to inject, I quickly moved in and caught his incumbrance in my cupped hired hand. It felt so hot and mucilaginous as it splattered into my hand.

'' Oh wow, Mom ! '' he exclaimed as he stroked it again. His side by side spurt landed partly in my helping 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 seed into my hand. When he was done, I stepped back into the door. I held up my cup hand to show him all of his cum.

'' Goodnight, baby, '' I told him. I closed my hand tightly so I would n't recede a drop and stepped out of his threshold, using my other hand to close the threshold. Once his door was closed, I quickly pulled my script up so I could lick the cum that had landed on my wrist.

I quickly went downstairs. I told the lady friend to get some sleep at some peak tonight and I went straight to my bedroom. My hubby was still asleep. I quietly went to the can and closed the door.

I opened my hired man and looked at the embarrassing mess my son had just shot into it. I looked into the mirror.

There was no way I could divest 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 impart bosom, smearing the cum all over it. My tit ferment operose fast as my laurel wreath spread my son 's spermatozoan all over my tit. Using my free paw 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 hand to my face. I took a salutary sniff, breathing in the scent of my son 's cum. Then I licked my mitt clean.

Seconds later, I was pulling off all of my clothes and smearing the cum from breast to breast. When both nipples were coated with his cum, I twisted them between my pollex and index fingers. I watched myself in the mirror as I worked my breasts and nipples. As the cum started to dry, I began to cream my fingers. I eventually swallowed the remainder of the cum that had n't been absorbed or dried up on the tegument of my breasts. I had n't been so mad and turned on since the day when I did this with my buddy 's cum juice.

I got down on my articulatio genus and then collapsed onto my dorsum on the pocket-size rug in figurehead of the bathtub. I reached down and pushed two fingers past my oozing wet pussy lips. I pushed them in knuckle joint trench and then slid them upward, coated with slick. My two fingers slid upward until they split apart at my throbbing clit.

I lay there naked on the tiny bathroom rug and fingered my button until my body shook with the irregular orgasm of the day. As the spasms rocked my body, I clenched my teeth and groaned quietly.

I awoke about 15 minutes later. I had cum so hard that I had literally passed out ! I struggled to my feet. It was the rumination of a wild cleaning lady that greeted me in the mirror. My pilus was a mess. My knocker were coated in sticky and dried cum. I slipped my panties back on and crawled topless into bed.

When my husband woke up and found me like that the future morning, he quickly stripped me of my panty and was fucking my twat in no time ! He slammed into me grueling and I took it from him, moaning deep in my throat as he fucked me. When he warned me he was about to cum, I told him to cum on my white meat. After he pulled out and take his load all over my mamilla, he collapsed onto the bed beside me. In seconds he was asleep again and I 'm gladiola he was. I did n't require him to see me smearing the cum onto my fingers and then licking them cleanse before I fingered myself to another sexual climax. I came to flickering images in my brain of showtime 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 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 body back to mine. `` semen back, lover. ``

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

You can suppose what dirty thoughts flashed through my mind. My husband, my brother, my son. All men in my lives whose cum I desired.

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

'' No, that 's alright, '' he replied. `` I 'll snaffle coffee and a donut at the guild. I imagine you 'll induce your helping hand full of starving teenager soon. ``

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

I groaned a little and rolled out of the bed.

'' Hey ! I 'm defenseless ! '' I giggled.

'' Yeah, I noticed that this break of the day just before I fucked you, '' my hubby said sarcastically as he was getting dressed.

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

I went to the bathroom and fixed my face and hairsbreadth. After brushing my teeth, I slipped into my nightgown. It was a slenderize, vapourous thing. Not really sexy lingerie, but I noticed that my knocker were easily seen. My areola and nipple were clearly visible. I reached back and grabbed my egg white terrycloth robe and wrapped it around me. It covered me down to my sura and was respectable enough. I was still feeling a bit horny and daring so I did n't vex with pantie. I went into the kitchen and saw that my husband had made me a cup of java before he headed out. The thoughtful guy had set the timer on the coffeepot go night.

I went about the project of frying bacon and getting ball cook to be scrambled. I was hoping the olfactory modality of the bacon would take the kid into the dinette, but I had to wake the girls up. They stumbled into the room and quickly wolfed down their breakfast. Then they announced they were going to go out to the consortium and swim and tan. Ten hour later a parade of bikini clad XVI class old girls headed out the book binding door. Greg 's going to be no-account he missed that, I thought.

Greg. Greg 's upstairs. I 'm going to make to go up and come alive 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 shoemaker's 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 threshold. I peeked my psyche around the door and looked in.

Greg was passed out on his bed. His frown half was covered by the sheet but I could clearly see a tent in the fabric near his genital organ. His bare chest of drawers was exposed and once again I admired it for a minute. My son was a very giving young man. I slipped softly into the way and gently closed the threshold. I stood there for a few minutes, staring at my son 's trunk while he slept. Every few bit, I could see drift as his cock flexed in his sleep.

As I watched him, I slowly reached down and unchained my robe. I let it fall down assailable. If my son woke up, he would see me standing there, Mexican valium parted and transparent gown showing. The nightdress that he could see my breast through. If he woke up. He did n't waken up.

I let the gown fall softly to the level. 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 nightdress. If my ring of color and nipples were seeable, then he could just as easily see my small landing place striptease of pubic fuzz at my pussy.

He did n't wake up. I stood there for another minute watching him sleep until I could experience the oestrus 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 gown just in instance he woke up and I need to cover myself.

He still did n't wake up. I dropped the nightgown on the base. If he woke up now, I 'd deliver to dive to the floor 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 his mother standing next to his bed. I was totally nude. My teat were rock unvoiced and aching to be suckled, pinched, and pulled. My kitty was so hot and wet that I could smell my desire.

I reached upward with my hands and caressed my boob, sliding my medallion across them, teasing my mammilla. I pulled on my pap with my fingers. I pinched them.

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

So I did it. I stood there, disseminate my legs a bit and slid a digit deep into my pussy. It went in so easily. It was like sliding my fingerbreadth into hot butter. I worked myself over good, alternating driving two fingerbreadth inside of my hot pussy and then strumming against my hard clit. I wanted him to come alive up. I wanted him to see his female parent masturbating next to him. I wanted to cum for him. I was close. This was so freak out violent !

I hunched my consistence and used one handwriting to purloin my pap 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 heart was beating so fast. When I could finally move, I quietly slipped over to my gown and robe. Each stride sent another shiver through my torso.

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

'' Greg, '' I called out. `` Greg, honey, wake 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 credit finally came through his psyche. He smiled.

'' Good break of day, baby, '' I said, returning his smile. `` I have breakfast set up downstairs. The girls are out at the consortium and I 'm sure they 'd love to see this hot eubstance of yours out there. ``

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

'' Nope, it 's wakey-wakey time ! '' I told him. `` Part of you is already up and standing straight, the quietus of you might as well do it also. '' As I said this, I softly traced my fingers up and down the top of his second joint through the fabric of his sheet.

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

I continued stroking his thigh. As I did this, I could see the tent in his crotch orbit jumping up and down.

'' You 're not going down to the pool with that big affair bouncing around, are you ? '' I teased. `` Maybe you 'd better do something about it. '' I grabbed the sheet and pulled it down past his human knee. His prick was stretching the material of his boxers to the bursting point. `` Pull 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 Boxer down to his knees. His shaft was so damn proficient looking. I licked my rim unconsciously as it bobbed and bounced just a foot away from me. It was so engorged with lineage that it looked like it must suffer. The nous of his dick was a abstruse pinkish-red this morning. A drop of precum oozed out and sat there threatening to drop.

'' Is that drop of sweet honey for mammy ? '' I asked him in the husky vocalization I normally kept hidden deep interior of me.

He reached over and touched it with his fingertip, smearing it around the brain of his pecker and onto his fingerbreadth. He then brought his manus up to my sass and asked, `` Want a taste ? ''

At that here and now all I wanted to do was to grab that hand and shove that finger's breadth deep into my lip so that I could sample his precum.

So I did.

It was sweet. Sweet and a bit salty. I sucked on that fingerbreadth like it had life-saving major power.

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

I removed the fingerbreadth from my lip and said, `` Watch that speech communication, son. I 'm still your Mom you know. ``

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

'' Speaking of hot, why do n't you startle stroking that hot cock so you can shoot your cum ? '' I reminded him.

Then he got bold and said, `` How about if you stroke my hot pecker 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 rooster it would be all over for me. If I did that I 'd be on top of him in seconds guiding that throbbing sum into my pussy.

'' No, '' I responded. `` I 'm lamentable, 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 stay and look out me. ``

I decided to make him experience 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 grade, his manus shot halfway up my leg. I quickly reached down and stopped his hand just above me knee.

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

'' So smooth, '' he said as his hand started sliding up and down the calfskin of my leg. Soon his early hired hand was matching the rhythm. His putz stroking was in rhythm with his leg stroking.

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

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

'' No, baby. '' I replied. `` Just prevent touching that big putz. prevent your hired hand down below my knee or you 'll cause to take it away. ``

'' Mmmmm, '' he moaned as his pace picked up. Precum was oozing from his stopcock 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 doorway. ``

His eyes widened and he stroked faster on his hammer.

I put the nightgown on his bureau and said, `` You know I could n't take off the nightgown without taking off my robe, right ? That means I was totally raw 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 eyes, you would experience seen your Mom standing side by side to your bed totally nude painting. My breasts, my ass, my twat ... all naked for you. ``

I was a awful tantalization to him. His stroking was so debauched. I do n't bonk how he was holding back.

'' Then, '' I continued. `` I masturbated myself standing right here. Naked. In your room. Greg I came so punishing that I nearly fell over onto you. I used these two fingerbreadth to tinge myself. desire a gustatory perception ? ``

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

'' UNHH ! '' he moaned loudly. I hope the young lady were n't in the theater ! I slipped my fingers out of his mouth as he lifted his head up from the bed and slammed it back into his pillow violently. His solid dead body shook with the spasms rocking through him. His cum shot out in thick spurts all the way up to his dresser !

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

I sat there in a daze, watching his Young, firm cock erupting with spermatozoan. Oh how I wanted to just tip over and take his cock into my mouth and sucking on it.

So I did.

I opened my sass and slid that hot, throbbing cock 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 lip, shocked at what I had just done. I could taste his cum all in my mouth ! All I wanted to do was turn 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 unbelievable ! '' Greg said quickly. `` It felt awesome ! ``

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

I slowly backed away until I was at his doorway. I was staring at the pond of cum on his chest of drawers and belly and still shocked at what I 'd just done to him.

'' I 'm a mint, Mom. '' he said. `` A slight aid ? ``

I took a deep breathing place. I 'd already put his cock in my sassing, even if just for a second. I had zip to be shy about at this point. So I walked over to him. I looked down at his body. His cock 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 incline over and lick up the cum from his stomach and pectus. I got the majority of it in my sassing.

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


Ch 11

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

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

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

Actually, I was feeling like a Pres Young stripling again. Greg was having an effect on me, that 's for sure. It was nice to palpate desired by a Cy Young man. Now do n't get me wrong. I 'm perfectly satisfied with my husband in all departments. It 's just ... well, I do n't do it anyway of describing it other than I must be a slut for cum.

That 's not an easy thing for a wife and mother to admit to. Even now I can smack Greg 's cum in my mouth. I can locomote my glossa around, slide it over my dentition and the roof of my lip and there 's still that salty gustatory perception. I love it so much ! But how is a fille to get her desires satisfied and still be a skilful girl, huh ?

I guess I managed to do a decent job of staying decent at to the lowest degree. I used my husband all of the prison term and of course he never complains when I pull him into the bedroom and dedicate him a blowjob. I used my brother when I needed something new. Now I have Greg 's young, potent, manly sperm to add to the mix.

I read somewhere that there are sure component or elements in a man 's ejaculate that chemically alter a woman 's humor. I do trust it. I 'm the consummate lab experiment ! I 've never felt the need to be the unimaginative gossipy, despiteful char that some play into. I 've got a felicitous life and I 'm sexually satisfied. I think that my steady physical contact with men 's come does have an effect on me in that way. However, do n't expect me to resist up and indicate that to the adult female at the succeeding PTA meeting !

I went to my bedroom and spent the adjacent time of day showering and pampering myself. I recalled Greg 's input about my quiet ramification, so I shaved again. While doing that, I remembered that he would have seen my landing strip of hair through my gown, so I carefully shaved my pussy. My husband was going to be surprised. I 've never done that before. I mean, why should I ? I 'm wed so I do n't own to impress anyone, right ? Was I planning on showing someone my slit soon ? I sat on the sharpness of the bathtub and faced myself in the mirror. `` Calm down and decelerate down, female child. '' 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 remember 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 remote at the pool. The girls have finally come back to life. I peeked out through my bedchamber window blinds. Greg was indeed out there flirting with the miss. I was a bit jealous, but also proud of my handsome son.

I got dressed for the day. Just a simple twosome of shorts, top, and sandals. When I made my way back to the kitchen, I noticed it had gone quiet outside again. I leaned over the sink and looked out the windowpane. It was still, but if I had the windowpane open, I 'd probably hear lenient moaning. No, it 's not what you think, but it was just as sexy in my opinion.

The girls were all on their tummy on towels again, but now Greg was rubbing sunscreen on them. The ones that he had already worked on had their tops untied and their back were stripped. I watched enviously as Greg would work the lotion all over there bare backs. The missy were obviously enjoying it by the flavor on their faces. I wondered how hard Greg was at this moment.

I stood there watching Greg as he went from girl to girl. Even his baby had her top unbrace. I wondered if that had any issue on her crony as he rubbed sunscreen onto the bare back of his sister. I was going to throw to watch and make sure enough nothing happened between those two teenager.

Yes, I know that I 'm not one to judge, but that was a different situation. What happened between my buddy and I did n't come about until we were both erstwhile. I was the older one in that display case and I had initiated the action. I 'm moderately sure enough I had style to crap trusted he did n't need to go to his sister anyway.

When Greg finished with the final stage missy, he stood up and wiped his hands across his chest. I could see his turncock pushing hard against the front of his bathing suit. He reached down and adjusted himself. I was just about to foretell him into the mansion so he could relieve himself when his attention went back to the girlfriend. They were obviously talking to him about something. It finally clicked in my head what they were asking when he went back to the initiative girl in line and started applying lotion to her legs. As I watched, she reached backward and pulled the Bikini keister up into the offer of her ass, exposing her nates cheeks to him !

My voyeuristic side of meat of me took over and I stood there mesmerized as each girlfriend looked at each other and then did the same thing with their bikini bottoms ! I was unconsciously rubbing my abdominal cavity up against the cabinet I was leaning on. I also could n't conceive it when I could see the marginal white keister of my own daughter as she waited for her pal to rub the sunblock on her. I wanted to be out there and be the succeeding in pipeline ! I watched as long as I could abide 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, poor baby ! '' I teased him. `` Did you get all hot and bothered out there with the girls ? ``

'' What do you cerebrate ? '' 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 believe so, young man, '' I told him. `` Your sis could come in here any consequence, not to remark your Dad might finish golf game early and come in here. ``

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

He pulled his shorts down just enough to free his cock and started stroking it, right there in the kitchen. shucks, he had a great cock !

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

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

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

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

Damn it, I was actually salivating at the cerebration of his cum. I looked out the window quickly. The girls had n't moved an inch. I looked around the star sign really quick and when I saw no one around, I asked him, `` Are you going to shoot that tool 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 genu in front of him and opened my rima oris.

'' Cum in my lip ! '' I told him. `` Point it and shoot down it into my oral fissure ! ``

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

He gave his cock a few Thomas More stroking and pointed it right at my undetermined mouth. The showtime spirt hit my amphetamine lip and nose. The irregular nip hit me partly in my rima oris and on my chin. I did n't want to waste it, and I did n't want to get more of it all over my face, so I grabbed his ass and pulled him to me and swallowed his stopcock.

It felt so good. It tasted honest than it felt. His prick twitched and he shot a vast spurt right down my throat. I worked my lingua all over my son 's putz as he pushed forward and pulsed two more than times. I sucked him and licked it honest, not letting anything slip out. He never went diffused so finally I had to back away and let it slue out of my sassing. I brought my hand up and used my fingerbreadth to ferment the remainder of his first spurts into my oral fissure. I savored the gustatory sensation and tone of his cum on my tongue, swirling it around in my mouth before I swallowed it down.

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

I used my digit again and wiped around my sassing. I looked at Greg and smiled as I sucked my digit 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 possible action. My married man was home.

'' Quick ! '' I told him. `` Go international and evidence the female child to get decent ! Hurry ! ``

Greg rushed out the book binding door and I watched as the young woman quickly tied their tops and jumped into the pocket billiards. I could n't help but laugh as it was obvious they were all adjusting their bikini wedgies for a few arcsecond. Then they started splashing around the pool with Greg.

The threshold to the garage opened and my hubby and sidekick came inside. `` I brought your no-good crony place for lunch ! '' my married man said as they came in.

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

'' Hey sis ! '' he said with a grin as he hugged me back. `` What your good-for-naught husband means is that he lost and was supposed to buy me lunch, not wreak me home for you to make it ! ``

'' Hey, now, '' my married man shot back. `` I pay for the nutrient here, so it 's all the same in my judgement. ``

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

My husband groaned, `` okeh, I 'll run to the store. '' He grabbed his key off of the bar. `` fall guy you stay here and visit. I lost, so I 'll go. beefburger ? '' he asked.

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

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

I 'm so happy that we all get along so well together. It would make things awkward with scrape 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 looking at at the tiddler swimming.

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

'' Yeah, they 're all out there swimming. Even Greg is ... '' I stopped speaking because it hit me right 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 metre, '' I replied and went to my stifle again in the kitchen, unbuttoning his short circuit as I went.

In seconds, I had my Brother 's cock in my mouth .