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 panties. The facial expression 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 crepuscle to the level right there in front of him ?

I went into my bedroom and quietly shut the door. I dropped my robe to the floor right field there and went at it. My pussy was so hot and wet. Have you ever been so turned on that you can find the heartbeat of your centre beating in your slit ? I was so swollen and aroused it was like every ticker of my marrow was sending the blood to my pussy mouth.

I went to the floor and lay down on my cover, spreading my branch encompassing. The nightgown was short-circuit enough that I only had to sweep it out of the way to get my helping hand between my legs. My right script was rubbing away at my button 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 thumb, squishing the nipple plane. Then, I twisted it and pulled it until I thought it would rip off.

Pinching, torture, and pulling on my nipples and flicking away at my throbbing clit soon brought me to an sexual climax. It was my one-third of the eventide. Three orgasms I 'd had in the last few hr and all of it was because of thinking about my son ! I finally crawled into bed and fell asleep, the thick eternal sleep of the sexually satisfied.

The next morning did n't pass me a great deal time to think about anything other than quickly loading the van with my girl, husband, and all of the various soccer equipment needed for the plot we had scheduled. I was filling ice in a low tank for drinks as my husband headed out the door. I heard him yell upstairs to Greg that we were leaving and Greg 's muted reply back to him.

I put the cooler in the van and realized I 'd forgotten my shades. My husband groaned and said, `` Meet you in the street. '' He started backing out of the garage as I ran back into the household. I grabbed my sunglasses and quickly headed for the front door. Just as I was about to open it I heard Greg yell my name.

I turned and looked up the stair. He was poking his oral sex around the box of his way, looking down on me. He asked me in a degree whisper, `` Are Dad and Jenna in the van ? ''

'' Yes, babe, '' 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 door.

He was naked.

Totally defenseless.

His cock was foresightful and unvoiced and stood out proudly. He held the panties that I had put under his bed in his right handwriting.

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

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

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

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

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

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

We were at the association football fields in about ten minutes. I lasted there about another ten minutes before I begged off claiming an upset stomach.

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

I drove home in a trance-like state. I assume I obeyed all of the traffic laws because all I could guess about was my son standing there naked and showing me his torso 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 heart was beating like a metal drum. I walked to his door and stood in the doorway.

My son was lying on his bed, still pure naked. His putz was standing up straight and proud. My pantie were on the bed next to him.

'' Well, '' I said in a beefy vox I have n't heard in a long meter. `` Look at you. ``

He started to sit up but I told him no.

I was leaning against the door bod with my weapons system 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 present 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 know what to do.

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

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

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

'' wellspring, just looking at that midst cock 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 routine on, should n't it ? ``

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

I was amazed at how compact and hard he was. He was about the Saame as his Dad and I knew from experience how awe-inspiring that prick was.

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

'' Are you going to use my step-in ? '' I asked in a sexy, honeyed voice. `` Are you going to cum all over the panty I left for you ? The panty I came in myself last dark ? ``

'' Oh, wow, Mom. '' he moaned. His stroking continued to gain More focal ratio as I talked, so I kept it going.

'' Use them, Greg. '' I ordered. `` Use your Mother 's pantie. 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 own been close. He grabbed the panties and wrapped them around the heading of his cock.

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

'' Yessssss, '' he moaned urgently.

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

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

'' I was totally bare right field here in your way. `` I continued. `` I fingered myself to an orgasm rightfield here. I was on my script and knees with my naked, denude ass facing the doorway. I came so hard when I thought about you coming home early and catching me doing it. Would you give birth liked to have seen that ? Seen your au naturel Mom masturbating ? ``

'' I 'm coming ! '' he said urgently. His torso tensed up and his head slammed back against his pillow as his climax took over. It was sinewy ! 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 scanty held against the psyche of his cock. The panties quickly became sloshed and I could see the mark 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 skillful cock on a very nice body. ``

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

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

He pulled the panties away. I could see strings of his cum stretching until they broke. Some of the cum was all over my step-in and some was all over his cock. I walked over to the side of the bed looking down on the nude consistence of my son.

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

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

'' I do, sister. '' I said softly. `` I really do. '' I touched my index finger of my right hand to his stifle and slowly moved up his second joint, dragging my fingernail along his leg. I stopped before getting to his cock, although what I really wanted to do at that consequence was just grab it and hold it tight.

'' I think we 've pushed the Mom/Son boundaries a bit too practically already this morning, do n't you think ? '' I said softly. `` Let 's just stop right hand 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 door and turned to look back at him. He met my eyes and then grabbed his cock again.

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

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

Then I turned and left the room.

Minutes later I was in my bathroom.

Naked.

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

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

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



Ch 9


I had just masturbated in my bathroom while staring at my naked 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 finger's breadth because he had just masturbated right in straw man of me. He jacked off into a pair of my panties and I took the panties afterward and smeared the spermatozoon with my fingers.

I had lied to my family and snuck place from my daughter 's soccer games. Why did I do this ? So I could come home and expression at my au naturel son.

He wanted me to see him stroke his stopcock.

I wanted to see him stroke his cock.

So I did.

I went upstairs and stood in his room access watching him while he jacked his rooster for me. Afterward, I walked away and gave myself an orgasm while standing in front of my lavatory mirror.

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

'' Greg ! '' I called gently from the nominal head door. `` I have to go back to the soccer bailiwick. ``

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

red cent. He was still naked.

Yes, his rooster was hard again.

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

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

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

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

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

'' babe, no. '' I told him. `` There is n't prison term. Now put that monster away. ``

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

tinker's dam 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, hard cock. `` I ca n't help it. ``

I sighed and put my pocketbook down on the base. `` Okay, baby, '' I told him. `` Stroke that thing, but hastiness. ''

Now of course, I did n't involve to be here for him to masturbate. I wanted to be there for it, though. I leaned back against the door and crossed my munition across my chest. I did n't foretell that the bm would just put empashis on my breasts.

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

'' Do you have in mind this body ? '' I teased. I ran my hands up and down my slope, slowly across my breasts. Then I did a tedious turn for him, allowing him to look up to my backside and legs. When I turned back around to front 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 step. The Mom in me wanted him to turn back and make clean that up right away. The woman in me wanted to be laying on the floor underneath him and catching those hot squirts onto my au naturel knocker. Then I would asperse it all over my mamilla and lick and swallow his buddy-buddy juice from my fingers.

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

'' Its always smashing, 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 conceive 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 can and came out with the tissue.

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

I took the tissue paper from him and used it to wipe up his cum from the wooden stairs. As I looked up to manus 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 steps down, his hard, throbbing tool was now at my eye degree. It had a bead of cum oozing out.

'' Here, infant, '' I said softly. `` Wipe your cock off before it drips onto the level. '' 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 cock just a foot away from his female parent 's human face. He flexed his muscles and his cock bounced.

Have you ever been in that eccentric of spot where all you want to do is reach forward and guide your son 's difficult shaft into your mouth ? That 's where I was at that moment in time.

So I did what any loving Mom would do in this state of affairs. 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 hear him opening knickers in his way as I went out the front door. I got back to the fields in time to see the last half of my girl 's second plot. I felt no remorse about what had happened with my son. I only felt a bit guilty about lying to my husband to go back home.

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

Whenever Jenna has her supporter over, my husband usually shuts himself in the bedroom. So at midnight, with my married man sawing log in our bedroom, I found myself being the responsible parent and going around to check on the girls. I could tell they were going to be up all Nox so I told Jenna to just grab sleeping bag 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 haste, and I did n't want to hear them running up and down the stairs all Nox, I decided to just get the sleeping bags for them. I went upstairs, pausing for a second to recall what had happened there this morning. True to his word of honor, Greg had done a good job cleanup. I could n't see any discolouration on the steps.

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

He was just wearing a pair of Boxer. hoot he had a skillful body.

We met each early 's eyes as I approached with the sleeping bag. I looked at him. He looked at me. He touched himself, obviously adjusting a growing erection. My center followed his movements and I raised my supercilium questioningly at him.

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

'' Hey sister, '' I said back. Then I turned and called to Jenna to captivate the sleeping bags. Greg stepped back a bit to make surely he was hidden. I tossed the dish down to Jenna and she ran back to the den. I turned and looked into Greg 's room. He was looking at me. I nodded.

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

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

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

He wrapped his index finger and thumb around it and began to slip 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 threshold staring and smiling as he jacked off his cock for me. I could hear the girl giggling downstairs. We were safe for the mo.

'' Does that feel salutary ? '' I whispered with a grinning. `` Are you stroking your hard rooster for me ? ``

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

'' You 're defenseless babe, '' I told him quietly. `` You 're absolutely stark naked in front of your Mom and you 're jerking your cock. This is wild. ``

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

'' Are you going to cum for your Mom ? '' I whispered. `` Are you naked in front of me ? Are you jacking off right hand in social movement of your female parent ? Are you au naturel right now with your Sister 's admirer just downstairs ? ``

He started stroking really quickly now.

'' Are you going to cum for me, baby ? '' I teased him in a whispering. `` I want you to cum now. Cum promptly before the lady friend come upstairs. ``

'' Yessss ... '' he moaned. I could actually see the heftiness on the incline of his ass tighten up as he stroked faster and faster. I knew it was about to happen. The secondment he froze his hired hand on his stopcock and started to shoot, I quickly moved in and caught his encumbrance in my transfuse hand. It felt so hot and sticky as it splattered into my hand.

'' Oh wow, Mom ! '' he exclaimed as he stroked it again. His next squirt landed partly in my manus and partly up my wrist. 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 bridge player. When he was done, I stepped back into the doorway. I held up my cup hand to show him all of his cum.

'' Goodnight, infant, '' I told him. I closed my hand tightly so I would n't drop off a drop and stepped out of his doorway, using my other hand to close the room access. Once his door was closed, I quickly pulled my hand up so I could puzzle out the cum that had landed on my wrist.

I quickly went downstairs. I told the miss to get some nap at some stage tonight and I went straight to my sleeping accommodation. My married man was still asleep. I quietly went to the bathroom and closed the door.

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

There was no way I could undress and get naked without spilling his cum. I did what I could. I reached over and pluck my shirt and bra up to my neck and quickly grabbed my left breast, smearing the cum all over it. My mammilla turned hard fast as my palm bed covering my son 's spermatozoan all over my tit. Using my free hand to keep my shirt and bra from falling down, I then did what I had to do. What I needed to do. What I was dying to do !

I lifted my cum-smeared bridge player to my face. I took a good snuff, breathing in the odor of my son 's cum. Then I licked my bridge player clean.

secondment 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 thumbs and index digit. I watched myself in the mirror as I worked my breasts and nipples. As the cum started to dry, I began to drub my fingers. I eventually swallowed the residual of the cum that had n't been absorbed or dried up on the skin of my bosom. I had n't been so excited and turned on since the Clarence Day when I did this with my brother 's cum succus.

I got down on my human knee and then collapsed onto my back on the small rug in front of the bathtub. I reached down and pushed two fingers past my oozing wet snatch lips. I pushed them in knuckle deep and then slid them upward, coated with jiggery-pokery. 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 clit until my body shook with the second orgasm of the day. As the spasms rocked my body, I clenched my dentition and groaned quietly.

I awoke about 15 minutes later. I had cum so strong that I had literally passed out ! I struggled to my substructure. It was the thoughtfulness of a wild charwoman that greeted me in the mirror. My hair's-breadth was a mess. My breasts 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 next morning, he quickly stripped me of my panty and was fucking my pussy in no time ! He slammed into me hard 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 tit. After he pulled out and shot his lading all over my tits, he collapsed onto the bed beside me. In seconds he was asleep again and I 'm gladiola he was. I did n't want him to see me smearing the cum onto my finger and then licking them clean before I fingered myself to another orgasm. I came to flickering images in my encephalon 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 orgasm and then fallen back asleep. He finally stirred and made apparent motion to crawl out of bed.

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

'' I 'll birth to do that later, '' he laughed gently. `` I 'm supposed to meet your sidekick for golf game this aurora. ``

You can opine what begrime persuasion flashed through my mind. My married man, my brother, my son. All men in my lives whose cum I desired.

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

'' No, that 's okeh, '' he replied. `` I 'll grab coffee and a donut at the night club. I imagine you 'll get your hands to the full of starving teenager soon. ``

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

I groaned a footling and rolled out of the bed.

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

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

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

I went to the lav and fixed my face and hair's-breadth. After brushing my teeth, I slipped into my night-robe. It was a thin, sheer thing. Not really sexy lingerie, but I noticed that my boob were easily seen. My areola and nipples were clearly visible. I reached back and grabbed my White terrycloth robe and wrapped it around me. It covered me down to my calves and was sizable enough. I was still feeling a bit horny and daring so I did n't inconvenience with panties. I went into the kitchen and saw that my married man had made me a cup of coffee before he headed out. The thoughtful guy had set the timer on the coffeepot utmost dark.

I went about the task of frying bacon and getting testis ready to be scrambled. I was hoping the olfactory property of the bacon would bring the kids 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 swimming and tan. Ten minutes later a parade of bikini clad sixteen year old female child headed out the back threshold. Greg 's going to be sorry he missed that, I thought.

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

I checked on the daughter and they all seemed to be sleeping on their towels outside. I wondered if they even got any eternal sleep conclusion Nox 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 doorhandle and opened the doorway. I peeked my caput around the room access and looked in.

Greg was passed out on his bed. His scurvy half was covered by the piece of paper but I could clearly see a tent in the fabric near his fork. His bare chest was exposed and once again I admired it for a moment. My son was a very bounteous young man. I slipped softly into the room and gently closed the door. I stood there for a few transactions, staring at my son 's body while he slept. Every few minutes, I could see movement as his hammer flexed in his sleep.

As I watched him, I slowly reached down and unlace my gown. I let it return open. If my son woke up, he would see me standing there, Mexican valium parted and crystal clear nightie showing. The nightgown that he could see my breasts through. If he woke up. He did n't wake up.

I let the robe fall 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 accommodation, wearing only my slightly see-thru nightgown. If my areola and nipples were visible, then he could just as easily see my pocket-sized landing strip of pubic hair at my pussy.

He did n't wake up. I stood there for another instant watching him log Z's until I could finger the heat and wetness between my legs.

I pulled off my night-robe 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 wake up. I dropped the gown on the floor. If he woke up now, I 'd have to plunge 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 pap were rock toilsome and aching to be suckled, pinched, and pulled. My pussy was so hot and wet that I could sense my desire.

I reached upward with my helping hand and caressed my breasts, sliding my palms across them, teasing my mamilla. I pulled on my nipples with my fingers. I pinched them.

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

So I did it. I stood there, circulate my legs a bit and slid a finger's breadth deep into my twat. It went in so easily. It was like sliding my finger's breadth into hot butter. I worked myself over honorable, alternating driving two fingers inside of my hot kitty-cat and then strumming against my hard clit. I wanted him to wake up. I wanted him to see his Mother masturbating next to him. I wanted to cum for him. I was close. This was so freak natural state !

I hunched my body and used one hand to pinch my nipple 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 whole tone sent another shiver through my physical structure.

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

'' Greg, '' I called out. `` Greg, honey, awaken up. '' I leaned forward and gently kissed his lips. `` Greg, wake up sister. '' 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 mind. He smiled.

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

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

'' Nope, it 's wakey-wakey sentence ! '' I told him. `` Part of you is already up and standing straight, the rest of you might as well do it also. '' As I said this, I softly traced my fingers 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 crotch domain jumping up and down.

'' You 're not going down to the kitty 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 knees. His cock was stretching the material of his packer to the bursting point. `` pull em down big boy ! ``

'' trusted Mom, '' he said with a laugh. `` Anything for you. '' He lifted himself up off of the bed and pushed his boxers down to his genu. His turncock was so damn good looking. I licked my lip unconsciously as it bobbed and bounced just a metrical unit away from me. It was so engorged with rake that it looked like it must hurt. The point of his cock was a trench pinkish-red this dawn. A bead of precum oozed out and sat there threatening to drop.

'' Is that drop of unfermented honey for mamma ? '' I asked him in the husky articulation I normally kept hidden deep inside of me.

He reached over and touched it with his fingertip, smearing it around the head of his cock and onto his finger's breadth. He then brought his hand up to my back talk and asked, `` Want a tasting ? ''

At that moment all I wanted to do was to grab that hand and jostle that finger deep into my oral fissure so that I could smack his precum.

So I did.

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

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

I removed the finger's breadth from my mouth and said, `` Watch that language, 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 pop out stroking that hot dick so you can buck your cum ? '' I reminded him.

Then he got bold and said, `` How about if you stroke my hot cock 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 seconds guiding that throbbing meat into my pussy.

'' No, '' I responded. `` I 'm pitiful, 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 watch 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 hired man to my calf. `` You can touch me while you touch yourself. ``

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

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

'' So smooth, '' he said as his hand started sliding up and down the sura of my leg. Soon his other hand was matching the rhythm. His shaft stroking was in musical rhythm with his leg stroking.

'' You know what ? '' I asked him teasingly. `` I 'm defenseless under this robe. 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 prevent touching that big cock. Keep your hand down below my stifle or you 'll have to take it away. ``

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

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

His center widened and he stroked faster on his cock.

I put the nightgown on his chest and said, `` You know I could n't take off the nightie without taking off my gown, right ? That means I was totally raw in here just a few arcminute ago. ``

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

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

I was a terrible tease to him. His stroking was so flying. I do n't know how he was holding back.

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

I reached over and disturb my finger to his lips. He opened his mouth and I slid my fingers inside. His tongue wrapped around them, tasting his Mom 's cum juices.

'' UNHH ! '' he moaned loudly. I hope the girls were n't in the house ! I slipped my fingerbreadth out of his back talk as he lifted his capitulum up from the bed and slammed it back into his pillow violently. His whole body shook with the spasm rocking through him. His cum shot out in dense spirt all the way up to his chest !

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

I sat there in a daze, watching his Whitney Moore Young Jr., unfluctuating rooster erupting with spermatozoan. Oh how I wanted to just lean over and shoot his cock into my backtalk and suck on it.

So I did.

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

'' Unnhhhhh ... '' he moaned.

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

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

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

I could n't serve but express mirth, `` wellspring, 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 minuscule assistance ? ``

I took a mysterious breath. I 'd already put his cock in my mouth, even if just for a second. I had zilch to be shy about at this point. So I walked over to him. I looked down at his torso. His prick was semi-hard and as I looked at it, it started growing thick.

'' Do n't you travel or touch me, '' I warned him. Then I 'll be damned if I did n't be given over and lap up the cum from his stomach and bureau. I got the majority of it in my mouth.

I stood back up and with a utter to the full of his cum, I smiled ... and swallowed.


Ch 11

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

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

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

Actually, I was feeling like a Thomas Young teenager again. Greg was having an effect on me, that 's for sure. It was courteous to finger desired by a Loretta 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 love anyway of describing it other than I must be a slut for cum.

That 's not an prosperous thing for a wife and mother to admit to. Even now I can taste Greg 's cum in my mouth. I can impress my lingua around, slide it over my dentition and the cap of my mouthpiece and there 's still that salty taste. I love it so a great deal ! But how is a young lady to get her desires satisfied and still be a goodness young woman, huh ?

I guess I managed to do a decent job of staying decent at to the lowest degree. I used my married man all of the sentence and of course of instruction he never complains when I pull him into the sleeping room and give him a cock sucking. I used my brother when I needed something new. Now I have Greg 's vernal, virile, manly sperm to add to the mix.

I read somewhere that there are certain factor or constituent in a man 's cum that chemically alter a woman 's humour. I do believe it. I 'm the perfect testing ground experiment ! I 've never felt the indigence to be the stereotypical gossipy, spiteful woman that some turn into. I 've got a glad life and I 'm sexually satisfied. I think that my regular contact with men 's seminal fluid does have an essence on me in that way. However, do n't expect me to stand up and suggest that to the women at the next PTA meeting !

I went to my sleeping accommodation and spent the next hour showering and pampering myself. I recalled Greg 's gossip about my smooth branch, so I shaved again. While doing that, I remembered that he would experience seen my down strip of hair through my nightgown, so I carefully shaved my kitty. My hubby was going to be surprised. I 've never done that before. I mean, why should I ? I 'm splice so I do n't consume to impress anyone, right ? Was I planning on showing mortal my kitty-cat soon ? I sat on the edge of the bathtub and faced myself in the mirror. `` Calm down and slack down, girl. '' I told myself. `` Do n't let this get out of bridge player. ''

I took in a mystifying breath and let out a with child suspiration. I was hopeless. My husband will imagine 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 outside at the pool. The young lady have finally come back to life. I peeked out through my sleeping accommodation window subterfuge. Greg was indeed out there flirting with the girls. I was a bit jealous, but also proud of my handsome son.

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

The girls were all on their stomachs 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 rear were denudate. I watched enviously as Greg would work the lotion all over there publicise back. The girls were obviously enjoying it by the feeling 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 Sister had her top untied. I wondered if that had any effect on her brother as he rubbed sunscreen onto the bare back of his baby. I was going to have to watch and take a leak sure as shooting nothing happened between those two teenagers.

Yes, I know that I 'm not one to judge, but that was a different situation. What happened between my brother and I did n't happen until we were both elderly. I was the older one in that display case and I had initiated the natural action. I 'm pretty sure I had direction to make sure he did n't need to go to his sister anyway.

When Greg finished with the last missy, he stood up and wiped his hands across his breast. I could see his cock pushing severe against the front of his bathing suit. He reached down and adjusted himself. I was just about to call him into the house so he could relieve himself when his care went back to the girls. They were obviously talking to him about something. It finally clicked in my creative thinker what they were asking when he went back to the first lady friend in phone line and started applying lotion to her legs. As I watched, she reached backward and pulled the bikini behind up into the tornado of her ass, exposing her nates cheeks to him !

My voyeuristical side of me took over and I stood there mesmerized as each missy looked at each former and then did the same thing with their bikini bottoms ! I was unconsciously rubbing my venter up against the cabinet I was leaning on. I also could n't believe it when I could see the bare white butt of my own daughter as she waited for her chum to rub the sunscreen on her. I wanted to be out there and be the succeeding in note ! I watched as long as I could stand up 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, hapless infant ! '' I teased him. `` Did you get all hot and bothered out there with the girls ? ``

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

'' I think you 'd amend 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 think so, young man, '' I told him. `` Your sis could come in here any moment, not to bring up your Dad might finish golf early and issue forth in here. ``

'' I 'll be quick, '' he said with a smile. `` 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. hoot, he had a great cock !

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

'' Yeahhhh, '' he said softly as he took in the view of the half naked daughter out by the pool. `` That was pretty intense. ``

I stood behind him and scratched his back softly. `` Did it find skillful touching those girls ? Did you like rubbing that lotion on their bare peel, hmmm ? '' I whispered.

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

tinker's dam it, I was actually salivating at the thought of his cum. I looked out the window quickly. The daughter had n't moved an column inch. I looked around the home really promptly and when I saw no one around, I asked him, `` Are you going to take that prick 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 knee in front of him and opened my mouthpiece.

'' Cum in my oral fissure ! '' I told him. `` Point it and film 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 air mouth. The first spurt hit my upper lip and olfactory organ. The s shot hit me partly in my mouth and on my chin. I did n't desire to waste it, and I did n't want to get More of it all over my typeface, so I grabbed his ass and pulled him to me and swallowed his dick.

It felt so good. It tasted in force than it felt. His shaft twitched and he shot a huge spirt right down my throat. I worked my lingua all over my son 's cock as he pushed forward and pulsed two Sir Thomas More times. I sucked him and licked it good, not letting anything skid out. He never went cushy so finally I had to plunk for away and let it slide out of my mouth. I brought my hand up and used my finger to work the residual of his 1st spurts into my sassing. I savored the perceptiveness and feeling of his cum on my tongue, swirling it around in my oral fissure before I swallowed it down.

Greg grabbed his dick and squeezed it toilsome 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 oral fissure. I sucked on its purple-pink fountainhead and swirled my tongue around it. Then I leaned backward, sliding his prick out and I stood up.

I used my finger's breadth again and wiped around my mouth. I looked at Greg and smiled as I sucked my finger's breadth 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 room access opening. My husband was home.

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

Greg rushed out the backbone threshold and I watched as the girls quickly tied their crown and jumped into the pocket billiards. I could n't aid but laugh as it was obvious they were all adjusting their two-piece wedgies for a few second base. Then they started splashing around the kitty with Greg.

The door to the service department opened and my hubby and Brother came inside. `` I brought your no-count brother rest home for tiffin ! '' my husband said as they came in.

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

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

'' Hey, now, '' my husband shot back. `` I pay for the food here, so it 's all the Lapplander in my judgment. ``

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

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

'' surely ! '' I told him. cross followed him out to the service department, coming back inside with a beer from the icebox we keep out there.

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

I 'm so glad that we all get along so well together. It would make 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 feel at the small fry swimming.

'' Is everyone outside ? '' 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 grin on his face.

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

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

In seconds, I had my Brother 's rooster in my mouthpiece .