I thought my twat would just detonate if I did n't rub myself quickly. I had just implied to my son that I was n't wearing panties. 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 gown fall to the level right there in front of him ?

I went into my bedroom and quietly shut the doorway. I dropped my robe to the trading floor right there and went at it. My puss was so hot and wet. Have you ever been so turned on that you can sense the pulse of your kernel beating in your pussy ? I was so swell and aroused it was like every pump of my ticker was sending the blood to my pussy rim.

I went to the story and lay down on my back, spreading my legs wide. The nightgown was short enough that I only had to brush it out of the way to get my hand between my legs. My right helping hand was rubbing away at my clit while my left wing was squeezing my nipples. I was so turned on. I pinched my nipple so hard that my fingertip almost met my thumb, squishing the pap flatcar. Then, I twisted it and pulled it until I thought it would rip off.

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

The succeeding morning did n't render me much clip to think about anything other than quickly loading the van with my daughter, married man, and all of the respective soccer equipment needed for the games we had scheduled. I was filling ice in a pocket-sized cooler for drinks as my married man headed out the door. I heard him cry upstairs to Greg that we were leaving and Greg 's muted answer back to him.

I put the tank in the van and realized I 'd forget my sunglasses. My husband groaned and said, `` sports meeting you in the street. '' He started backing out of the garage as I ran back into the home. I grabbed my shades and quickly headed for the breast door. Just as I was about to open up it I heard Greg foretell my name.

I turned and looked up the steps. He was poking his nous around the corner of his room, looking down on me. He asked me in a stage whisper, `` Are Dad and Jenna in the van ? ''

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

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

I was in a hurry, knowing that my married man was waiting in the street.

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

He stepped around the border of the door.

He was naked.

Totally naked.

His tool was tenacious and backbreaking and stood out proudly. He held the panty that I had put under his bed in his right hired man.

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

I licked my lips unconsciously. `` That 's real nice, baby. '' I told him.

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

As I stared at my son 's concentrated cock, he reached over and wrapped my panties 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 way.

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

We were at the soccer athletic field in about ten minutes. I lasted there about another ten instant before I begged off claiming an upset stomach.

'' I 'll just run home for a bit. It will probably authorise, 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 place. I told them that I 'd go back and get them in two hr, or sooner if I felt better.

I drove home in a trance-like state. I assume I obeyed all of the dealings laws because all I could recall about was my son standing there naked and showing me his body and his throb humanness. 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 upstair. My affection was beating like a drumfish. I walked to his door and stood in the doorway.

My son was lying on his bed, still stern nude. His cock was standing up straight and proud. My step-in were on the bed next to him.

'' Well, '' I said in a husky articulation I have n't heard in a long time. `` await at you. ``

He started to sit up but I told him no.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Greg, '' I interuppted, `` do you want to wank for me ? I mean, do you want me to view you do it ? ``

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

'' Well, just looking at that thick prick has me thinking all variety 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 play on, should n't it ? ``

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

I was amazed at how thick and difficult he was. He was about the Saami as his Dad and I knew from experience how awesome that peter was.

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

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

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

'' Use them, Greg. '' I ordered. `` Use your Mother 's scanty. 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 head of his cock.

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

'' Yessssss, '' he moaned urgently.

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

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

'' I was totally nude rightfulness here in your room. `` I continued. `` I fingered myself to an orgasm right wing here. I was on my hands and knees with my raw, bare 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 accept seen that ? reckon your naked Mom masturbating ? ``

'' I 'm coming ! '' he said urgently. His soundbox 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 dead body up and down on the bed as he came.

He stroked his turncock, stopped, then stroked again. I could n't see it fly out because he was cumming into my panties held against the head of his peter. The panties quickly became soaked and I could see the grease 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 cock on a very nice 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 cosmic string 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 side of the bed looking down on the naked soundbox of my son.

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

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

'' I do, child. '' I said softly. `` I really do. '' I touched my exponent fingerbreadth of my right hired man to his stifle and slowly moved up his thigh, dragging my fingernail along his leg. I stopped before getting to his turncock, although what I really wanted to do at that moment was just grab it and hold it tight.

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

He could n't obscure the dashing hopes in his cheek. I grabbed the scanty from the bed. My pantie that my own eighteen year old son had just shot his burden into. I walked back to the doorway and turned to seem back at him. He met my eyes and then grabbed his shaft again.

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

'' I 'll get you another pair 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 knocker in the contemplation, I licked the cum from my fingers.

I met my own middle in the mirror 's observation.

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



Ch 9


I had just masturbated in my lav while staring at my naked contemplation 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 digit because he had just masturbated right in front of me. He jacked off into a distich of my step-in and I took the pantie afterward and smeared the sperm with my finger.

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

He wanted me to see him stroke his cock.

I wanted to see him stroke his cock.

So I did.

I went upstairs and stood in his door watching him while he jacked his rooster for me. Afterward, I walked away and gave myself an orgasm 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 husband there. I was n't feeling any guilt about this either. I was strangely calm, as if this was meant to be and had finally happened. I brushed my hair, grabbed the Francis Scott Key and headed for the front man of the house.

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

I heard his feet hit the base 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 assist me any.

'' C'mon, sister, '' I laughed. `` You ca n't just take the air around raw like that. Get dressed. ``

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

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

'' Do n't go just yet, '' he said. He took his peter in his hired man and started stroking it.

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

He kept stroking. `` It wo n't adopt me foresighted, 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 thick, knockout cock. `` I ca n't avail it. ``

I sighed and put my purse down on the base. `` Okay, sister, '' I told him. `` Stroke that thing, but precipitation. ''

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

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

'' Do you think this body ? '' I teased. I ran my hands up and down my position, slowly across my breasts. Then I did a slow turn for him, allowing him to admire my stern and legs. When I turned back around to face him, he was shooting his cum onto the step !

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

I stood there mesmermized as he shot his hot cum out onto the stairs. The Mom in me wanted him to stop and clean that up right away. The adult female in me wanted to be laying on the trading floor underneath him and catching those hot spurt onto my raw chest. Then I would smear it all over my nipples and lick and swallow his compact succus from my fingers.

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

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

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

'' Get me a tissue paper, Greg, '' I told him. `` No, postponement, '' I giggled. `` Get me a crew 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 face like it was on the way to getting hard 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 hand it to him, I caught him staring down my shirt from where I was leaning over. His tool was hard again.

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

'' Here, infant, '' I said softly. `` Wipe your prick off before it drips onto the floor. '' I handed him the wad of tissue paper and he rubbed the head of his dick with it. Then he stood up marvelous and proud with his cock just a substructure away from his mother 's expression. He flexed his brawn and his rooster bounced.

Have you ever been in that case of post where all you want to do is reach forward and draw your son 's grueling cock into your mouth ? That 's where I was at that instant in time.

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

He relunctantly did my bidding. I could hear him opening shorts in his room as I went out the front door. I got back to the theater of operations in time to see the live on half of my girl 's second game. 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 rest home.

The residuum of the day went by like a normal Sabbatum. We had a overnice tiffin. My married man and son did the lawn while Jenna and I did some shopping. Jenna had two of her lady friend over for pizza and movies and they ended up spending the night. Greg took his girlfriend Crissa out to a carnival that came to town. When Greg came back home, the daughter 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 friends over, my hubby usually shuts himself in the bedroom. So at midnight, with my husband sawing logarithm in our bedroom, I found myself being the responsible for parent and going around to check on the girls. I could tell they were going to be up all night so I told Jenna to just snaffle sleeping pocketbook 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 hear them running up and down the steps all night, I decided to just get the dormancy bags for them. I went upstairs, pausing for a irregular to recollect what had happened there this morning. True to his give-and-take, Greg had done a dear job cleaning. I could n't see any stains on the step.

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

He was just wearing a pair of pugilist. Damn he had a Nice body.

We met each other 's eyes as I approached with the sleeping bags. I looked at him. He looked at me. He touched himself, obviously adjusting a growing hard-on. My eyes followed his bowel movement and I raised my eyebrow questioningly at him.

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

'' Hey child, '' I said back. Then I turned and called to Jenna to see the quiescency bags. Greg stepped back a bit to make sure enough he was hidden. I tossed the old bag 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 drawers down to his articulatio talocruralis and stood there with that splendid tool of his at fully attention.

I stood in the doorway again, half in and out of his elbow room. From where I was I could see down the stairs and also into his room. I 'd be able to sleep with if someone was about to get along upstairs.

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

He wrapped his index finger and ovolo around it and began to slide it back and forth. I wondered if that was enough of a clasp, but it seemed to be working for him. I stood in the door staring and smiling as he jacked off his shaft for me. I could find out the girls giggling downstairs. We were safety for the moment.

'' Does that experience unspoilt ? '' I whispered with a grin. `` Are you stroking your voiceless cock for me ? ``

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

'' You 're naked baby, '' I told him quietly. `` You 're absolutely barren naked in strawman of your Mom and you 're jerking your cock. This is violent. ``

'' Un huh, '' he mumbled. I could recount he was already closing to cumming.

'' Are you going to cum for your Mom ? '' I whispered. `` Are you naked in front of me ? Are you jacking off rightfield in battlefront 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, infant ? '' I teased him in a whispering. `` I want you to cum now. Cum quick before the girls come upstairs. ``

'' Yessss ... '' he moaned. I could actually see the brawn on the side of his ass tighten up as he stroked faster and faster. I knew it was about to happen. The endorsement he froze his hand on his cock and started to shoot, I quickly moved in and caught his payload in my cupped bridge player. It felt so hot and glutinous 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 shaft as he milked it.

I never touched him. He spilled all of his come into my hand. When he was done, I stepped back into the room access. I held up my cup hand to show him all of his cum.

'' Goodnight, sister, '' I told him. I closed my paw tightly so I would n't suffer a drop curtain and stepped out of his doorway, using my former script to fold the door. Once his door was closed, I quickly pulled my hand up so I could lick the cum that had landed on my wrist.

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

I opened my hand and looked at the pasty mint 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 take out my shirt and bra up to my neck and quickly grabbed my left boob, smearing the cum all over it. My nipple turned hard fast as my laurel wreath spread my son 's sperm cell all over my tit. Using my give up hand to go on 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 paw to my face. I took a ripe sniff, breathing in the scent of my son 's cum. Then I licked my hand clean.

s later, I was pulling off all of my clothes and smearing the cum from tit to summit. When both nipples were coated with his cum, I twisted them between my ovolo 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 lick my fingers. I eventually swallowed the rest of the cum that had n't been absorbed or dried up on the skin of my breasts. I had n't been so energise and turned on since the days when I did this with my brother 's cum juice.

I got down on my knees and then collapsed onto my back on the small rug in front of the bathtub. I reached down and pushed two fingerbreadth past my oozing wet pussy lips. I pushed them in knuckle oceanic abyss and then slid them upward, coated with slickness. My two fingers slid upward until they split apart at my throbbing clit.

I lay there naked on the flyspeck lav 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 tooth 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 reflection of a violent woman that greeted me in the mirror. My hair was a stack. My boob 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 scanty and was fucking my pussy in no sentence ! 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 breasts. After he pulled out and shot his load all over my tits, he collapsed onto the bed beside me. In bit he was asleep again and I 'm gladiola he was. I did n't require him to see me smearing the cum onto my finger's breadth and then licking them white before I fingered myself to another orgasm. I came to flickering range in my brain of inaugural 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 dawn orgasm and then fallen back asleep. He finally stirred and made movements to cower out of bed.

'' Mmmmm, '' I moaned softly reaching to deplume his warm body back to mine. `` semen back, lover. ``

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

You can reckon what ill-gotten intellection flashed through my idea. My husband, my pal, my son. All men in my lives whose cum I desired.

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

'' No, that 's hunky-dory, '' he replied. `` I 'll grab coffee and a donut at the club. I imagine you 'll bear your script wax of starving adolescent soon. ``

I thought about one teenager that I might have my bridge player on today if I do n't restrict myself.

I groaned a slight and rolled out of the bed.

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

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

'' Yes, I do seem to retrieve a arduous prick in my kitty-cat this morning, '' I sarcastically replied and then laughed.

I went to the bathroom and fixed my cheek and hair. After brushing my dentition, I slipped into my nightgown. It was a thin, transparent matter. Not really aphrodisiac lingerie, but I noticed that my breasts 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 calfskin and was respectable enough. I was still feeling a bit horny and daring so I did n't disoblige with panties. I went into the kitchen and saw that my hubby had made me a cup of coffee before he headed out. The thoughtful guy had set the timer on the coffeepot hold out night.

I went about the task of frying Francis Bacon and getting eggs prepare to be scrambled. I was hoping the smell of the bacon would impart 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 pool and swim and tan. Ten moment later a parade of bikini clad sixteen year old girls headed out the back threshold. Greg 's going to be regretful he missed that, I thought.

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

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

Greg was passed out on his bed. His lower half was covered by the sheet but I could clearly see a tent in the fabric near his crotch. His bare chest was exposed and once again I admired it for a minute. My son was a very better-looking new man. I slipped softly into the room and gently closed the door. I stood there for a few bit, staring at my son 's consistence while he slept. Every few proceedings, I could see campaign as his shaft flexed in his sleep.

As I watched him, I slowly reached down and untied my gown. I let it fall unresolved. If my son woke up, he would see me standing there, rope parted and transparent night-robe showing. The nightdress 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 audio as it gathered around my ankles.

I was standing in my eighteen-year old son 's bedroom, wearing only my slightly see-thru nightgown. If my areolas and pap were visible, then he could just as easily see my diminished landing striptease of pubic tomentum at my pussy.

He did n't come alive up. I stood there for another min watching him sopor until I could sense 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 elbow room. I held onto the nightgown just in casing he woke up and I need to cover myself.

He still did n't wake up. I dropped the nightgown on the floor. If he woke up now, I 'd take in to dive to the trading 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 incur his Mother standing adjacent to his bed. I was totally nude. My nipples were rock backbreaking and aching to be suckled, pinched, and pulled. My twat was so hot and wet that I could smell my desire.

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

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

So I did it. I stood there, spread my pegleg a bit and slid a finger deep into my pussycat. It went in so easily. It was like sliding my digit into hot butter. I worked myself over ripe, alternating driving two digit inside of my hot pussy and then strumming against my hard clit. I wanted him to wake up. I wanted him to see his Mother masturbating next to him. I wanted to cum for him. I was close. This was so freak out wild !

I hunched my physical structure and used one mitt to pinch my mamilla 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 spunk was beating so fast. When I could finally affect, I quietly slipped over to my nightgown and robe. Each footstep sent another shiver through my body.

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

'' Greg, '' I called out. `` Greg, love, awake 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 psyche. He smiled.

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

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

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

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

I continued stroking his thigh. As I did this, I could see the collapsible shelter in his crotch area 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 knees. His rooster was stretching the textile of his drawers to the bursting dot. `` pulling em down big boy ! ``

'' indisputable 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 putz was so damn expert looking. I licked my lips unconsciously as it bobbed and bounced just a foot away from me. It was so engorged with blood that it looked like it must pain. The head of his cock was a deep pinkish-red this morning time. A drop of precum oozed out and sat there threatening to drop.

'' Is that drop of sweet honey for momma ? '' I asked him in the husky voice I normally kept veil 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. He then brought his paw up to my mouth and asked, `` Want a taste ? ''

At that moment all I wanted to do was to grab that helping hand and shove that finger deep into my mouth so that I could taste his precum.

So I did.

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

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

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

He was genuinely apologetic. `` I 'm good-for-nothing, that just slipped out. But, wow Mom, that 's so hot. ``

'' Speaking of hot, why do n't you protrude stroking that hot shaft so you can pip your cum ? '' I reminded him.

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

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

'' I can do it, '' he said with letdown in his articulation. `` But you have to detain and learn me. ``

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

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

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

'' So smooth, '' he said as his manus started sliding up and down the calf of my leg. Soon his other hand was matching the rhythm. His rooster stroke was in 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 pussycat. ``

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

'' No, child. '' I replied. `` Just keep touching that big cock. hold back your hand down below my genu 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 nightie 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 cock.

I put the nightgown on his pectus and said, `` You know I could n't postulate off the night-robe without taking off my gown, right ? That means I was totally naked 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 heart, you would stimulate seen your Mom standing future to your bed totally nude. My breasts, my ass, my pussy ... all naked for you. ``

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

'' Then, '' I continued. `` I masturbated myself standing right here. Naked. In your way. Greg I came so concentrated that I nearly fell over onto you. I used these two finger's breadth to affect myself. want a mouthful ? ``

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

'' UNHH ! '' he moaned loudly. I hope the girlfriend were n't in the business firm ! I slipped my fingers out of his mouth as he lifted his point up from the bed and slammed it back into his pillow violently. His all consistence shook with the cramp rocking through him. His cum shot out in thick squirt all the way up to his dresser !

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

I sat there in a daze, watching his unseasoned, unwavering hammer erupting with sperm. Oh how I wanted to just lean over and lead his tool into my back talk and suction on it.

So I did.

I opened my mouth and slid that hot, throbbing putz into my hot wet rima oris. I turned and met his eyes.

'' Unnhhhhh ... '' he moaned.

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

'' I should n't own 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 pool of cum on his pectus and belly and still shocked at what I 'd just done to him.

'' I 'm a pot, Mom. '' he said. `` A little avail ? ``

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

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

I stood back up and with a mouth replete 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 robe. I had to jump away as Greg teasingly tried to snap up me when I was near his bed.

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

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

Actually, I was feeling like a youth teenager again. Greg was having an effect on me, that 's for trusted. It was prissy to find desired by a 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 know anyway of describing it early than I must be a fornicatress for cum.

That 's not an promiscuous thing for a wife and mother to admit to. Even now I can smack Greg 's cum in my rima oris. I can be active my tongue around, slide it over my tooth and the roof of my back talk and there 's still that salty taste perception. I love it so a good deal ! But how is a girl to get her desires satisfied and still be a good girl, huh ?

I guess I managed to do a decent job of staying decent at least. I used my husband all of the time and of course he never complains when I pull him into the bedchamber and move over him a blowjob. I used my brother when I needed something new. Now I have Greg 's Edward Young, male, manly sperm to add to the mix.

I read somewhere that there are sure ingredients or component in a man 's semen that chemically alter a woman 's mood. I do conceive it. I 'm the perfect research lab experimentation ! I 've never felt the need to be the stereotypical gossipy, spiteful woman that some turn into. I 've got a happy life and I 'm sexually satisfied. I think that my regular contact with men 's semen does give birth an effect on me in that way. However, do n't expect me to suffer up and indicate that to the char at the next PTA group meeting !

I went to my bedroom and spent the next hour showering and pampering myself. I recalled Greg 's scuttlebutt about my smooth ramification, so I shaved again. While doing that, I remembered that he would have seen my bring striptease of hair through my nightgown, so I carefully shaved my pussy. My married man was going to be surprised. I 've never done that before. I mean, why should I ? I 'm hook up with so I do n't accept to print anyone, right ? Was I planning on showing someone my twat soon ? I sat on the edge of the tub and faced myself in the mirror. `` calm air down and slow down, girl. '' I told myself. `` Do n't let this get out of hand. ''

I took in a deep breath and let out a large sigh. I was hopeless. My hubby will recall I did it just for him anyway. I 'll just find fault it on my washup suit or something, but I guarantee he wo n't complain.

I heard splashing and giggling outside at the pool. The girls have finally come back to life. I peeked out through my sleeping accommodation window blinds. Greg was indeed out there flirting with the girls. I was a bit covetous, but also proud of my handsome son.

I got dressed for the day. Just a simple pair of shorts, top, and sandals. When I made my way back to the kitchen, I noticed it had gone still outside again. I leaned over the sink and looked out the window. It was hushed, but if I had the window open, I 'd probably take heed flabby 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 round top untied and their backs were bare. I watched enviously as Greg would lick the lotion all over there stripped vertebral column. The girls were obviously enjoying it by the flavour on their faces. I wondered how heavily 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 consequence on her brother as he rubbed sunscreen onto the bare back of his sister. I was going to give to watch and make certain zip happened between those two teenagers.

Yes, I know that I 'm not one to judge, but that was a dissimilar situation. What happened between my brother and I did n't happen until we were both older. I was the older one in that case and I had initiated the action. I 'm pretty for certain I had elbow room to gain sure he did n't need to go to his baby anyway.

When Greg finished with the live girl, he stood up and wiped his hands across his chest. I could see his turncock pushing tough against the strawman of his washup case. He reached down and adjusted himself. I was just about to name him into the house so he could relieve himself when his attention went back to the girls. They were obviously talking to him about something. It finally clicked in my mind what they were asking when he went back to the first girl in line and started applying application to her leg. As I watched, she reached backward and pulled the bikini bottom up into the crack of her ass, exposing her stub cheeks to him !

My voyeuristical side of me took over and I stood there mesmerized as each female child looked at each other and then did the same thing with their bikini bottoms ! I was unconsciously rubbing my stomach up against the cabinet I was leaning on. I also could n't believe it when I could see the publicize albumen keister of my own girl as she waited for her brother to rub the sun blocker on her. I wanted to be out there and be the next in line ! I watched as long as I could stand it. Just as I was about to go modification into my own Bikini, Greg finished up and started walking back to the house.

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

'' Aww, pathetic sister ! '' I teased him. `` Did you get all hot and bothered out there with the girlfriend ? ``

'' What do you think ? '' 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 mean so, Young man, '' I told him. `` Your sister could come in here any moment, not to mention your Dad might finish golf early and hail in here. ``

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

He pulled his drawers down just enough to relinquish his dick and started stroking it, right there in the kitchen. Damn, he had a great prick !

I backed up a bit and motioned him over. `` Would you like to have something to count 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 girls out by the kitty. `` That was pretty acute. ``

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

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

Damn it, I was actually salivating at the sentiment of his cum. I looked out the window quickly. The girls had n't moved an in. I looked around the menage really quick and when I saw no one around, I asked him, `` Are you going to shoot that dick 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 figurehead of him and opened my mouth.

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

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

He gave his cock a few more cam stroke and pointed it right at my open oral fissure. The first of all spurt hit my speed lip and nose. The second shot hit me partly in my mouth and on my chin. I did n't need to do in 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 cock.

It felt so commodity. It tasted ameliorate than it felt. His cock twitched and he shot a vast jet right down my throat. I worked my tongue all over my son 's cock as he pushed forward and pulsed two more times. I sucked him and licked it expert, not letting anything sideslip out. He never went lenient so finally I had to indorse away and let it slide out of my mouth. I brought my hand up and used my digit to exercise the balance of his first spirt into my back talk. I savored the perceptiveness and feel of his cum on my glossa, swirling it around in my back talk before I swallowed it down.

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

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

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

Just as he was about to respond, I heard the garage doorway opening move. My husband was home.

'' Quick ! '' I told him. `` Go outside and tell the young lady to get decent ! rushing ! ``

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

The room access to the garage opened and my husband and brother came inside. `` I brought your no-good pal home for tiffin ! '' my husband said as they came in.

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

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

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

We all laughed at that and then I added, `` Well, he might pay for the food, but that does n't signify we have any. I have n't been to the storage yet. Plus, we have a hungry horde of teenager out there that do n't look to be going home. We need to fertilise them, too. ``

My married man groaned, `` O.K., 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. burger ? '' he asked.

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

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

I 'm so beaming 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 brother walked over to the kitchen window and gave a look at the kids swimming.

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

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

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

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

In seconds, I had my brother 's cock in my sassing .