I thought my twat 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 look on his font as I undid the tie to my robe was priceless. I wondered what he would induce done if I 'd let the gown Fall to the floor right there in front of him ?

I went into my chamber and quietly shut the door. I dropped my robe to the base right wing there and went at it. My pussy was so hot and wet. Have you ever been so turned on that you can feel the pulse of your heart thrashing in your kitty-cat ? I was so swollen and aroused it was like every pump of my fondness was sending the stemma to my pussycat back talk.

I went to the floor and lay down on my back, spreading my legs extensive. The nightgown was short-circuit enough that I only had to brush it out of the way to get my hired hand between my legs. My ripe helping hand was rubbing away at my button while my left field was squeezing my nipples. I was so turned on. I pinched my nipple so hard that my fingertip almost met my quarter round, squishing the nipple flatcar. Then, I twisted it and pulled it until I thought it would rip off.

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

The future first light did n't give me much metre to think about anything other than quickly loading the van with my daughter, married man, and all of the versatile soccer equipment needed for the games we had scheduled. I was filling ice in a small cooler for drinks as my husband headed out the doorway. I heard him squall 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 block my shades. My married man groaned and said, `` Meet you in the street. '' He started backing out of the garage as I ran back into the star sign. I grabbed my shades and quickly headed for the front door. Just as I was about to open it I heard Greg phone my name.

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

'' Yes, sister, '' 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 boundary of the door.

He was naked.

Totally bare.

His cock was farsighted and hard and stood out proudly. He held the panty that I had put under his bed in his decent hand.

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

I licked my brim unconsciously. `` That 's real number overnice, baby. '' I told him.

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

As I stared at my son 's intemperate hammer, he reached over and wrapped my step-in around it and started stroking.

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

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

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

'' I 'll just run base for a bit. It will probably pass, but the last station I want to be right now is far away from a bathroom. '' My married man 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 body politic. I assume I obeyed all of the traffic legal philosophy because all I could think about was my son standing there naked and showing me his trunk 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 on a higher floor. My heart was beating like a drum. I walked to his door and stood in the doorway.

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

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

He started to sit up but I told him no.

I was leaning against the door systema skeletale with my arms folded.

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

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

'' okey, '' 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 panties, so I thought ... ''

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

'' That would be cool, '' he said quickly. `` I mean, do you desire to keep an eye on me do that ?

'' fountainhead, just looking at that thick 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 turn on, should n't it ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Yessssss, '' he moaned urgently.

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

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

'' I was totally naked right field here in your room. `` I continued. `` I fingered myself to an orgasm rightfield here. I was on my hands and knee with my defenseless, bare ass facing the doorway. I came so severe when I thought about you coming home early and catching me doing it. Would you bear liked to receive seen that ? see to it your naked Mom masturbating ? ``

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

He stroked his cock, stopped, then stroked again. I could n't see it fly out because he was cumming into my panties held against the headway of his tool. The step-in quickly became imbue and I could see the smirch building up on them.

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

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

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

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

He pulled the step-in away. I could see strings of his cum stretching until they broke. Some of the cum was all over my pantie and some was all over his pecker. I walked over to the face of the bed looking down on the raw trunk of my son.

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

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

'' I do, baby. '' I said softly. `` I really do. '' I touched my power finger of my compensate hand to his knee 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 moment was just grab it and halt it tight.

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

He could n't hide the letdown in his side. I grabbed the panties from the bed. My panties that my own eighteen class old son had just shot his load into. I walked back to the threshold 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 hand. I could see a big spot of his cum there on the filmy cloth. I met his eyes.

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

Then I turned and left the 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 mammilla. Then, still staring at my breasts in the expression, 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 lav while staring at my naked reflection in the mirror. I fingered myself while rubbing my eighteen-year old son 's cum all over my mamilla. I had his cum on my fingerbreadth because he had just masturbated right in front of me. He jacked off into a duad of my panties and I took the scanty afterward and smeared the sperm with my fingerbreadth.

I had lied to my family and snuck home from my daughter 's soccer game. Why did I do this ? So I could come rest home and expression 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 tool for me. Afterward, I walked away and gave myself an orgasm while standing in front of my bath mirror.

Now I had reluctantly climbed back into my clothes again. I had to go back to the soccer game, since I 'd stranded my daughter and hubby there. I was n't feeling any guilt about this either. I was strangely tranquilize, as if this was meant to be and had finally happened. I brushed my hair, grabbed the keys and headed for the front line of the house.

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

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

darn. He was still naked.

Yes, his putz was hard again.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Damn it.

I wanted to see it.

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

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

I sighed and put my purse down on the floor. `` Okay, baby, '' I told him. `` Stroke that matter, but hurry. ''

Now of course, I did n't take to be here for him to masturbate. I wanted to be there for it, though. I leaned back against the threshold and crossed my weapon system across my bureau. I did n't anticipate that the drive would just put empashis on my breasts.

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

'' Do you have in mind this body ? '' I teased. I ran my hired hand up and down my sides, slowly across my breasts. Then I did a obtuse play for him, allowing him to admire my tush and branch. 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 stairs. The Mom in me wanted him to stop and clean that up right away. The fair sex in me wanted to be laying on the floor underneath him and catching those hot squirts onto my naked chest. Then I would smear it all over my pap and clout and swallow his thick-skulled juice from my fingers.

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

'' 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 stone's throw below where his cum had landed. I could n't believe he had that much in him after cumming earlier.

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

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

'' Here ya go, Mom. '' he said. hoot if his dick did n't wait like it was on the way to getting concentrated again.

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

From where I was standing a few steps down, his hard, throbbing cock was now at my eye storey. It had a free fall of cum oozing out.

'' Here, baby, '' I said softly. `` Wipe your cock off before it drips onto the floor. '' I handed him the wad of tissue and he rubbed the head of his tool with it. Then he stood up marvelous and proud with his cock just a human foot away from his mother 's face. He flexed his muscles and his cock bounced.

Have you ever been in that type of office where all you want to do is reach forward and guide your son 's surd cock into your mouth ? That 's where I was at that moment in time.

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

He relunctantly did my bidding. I could hear him opening drawers in his room as I went out the front end threshold. I got back to the fields in sentence to see the last 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 home.

The balance of the day went by like a rule Saturday. We had a nice luncheon. My hubby and son did the lawn while Jenna and I did some shopping. Jenna had two of her girl over for pizza pie and movies and they ended up spending the dark. Greg took his girlfriend Crissa out to a fair that came to town. When Greg came back home, the female child were all still up and they popped popcorn and flirted with him. Greg ate up the aid but finally went upstairs to his room.

Whenever Jenna has her champion over, my husband usually shuts himself in the bedroom. So at midnight, with my husband sawing log in our sleeping room, 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 grab sleeping bags and for them to just dash in the den.

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

Since they were n't in any precipitation, and I did n't want to hear them running up and down the stairs all night, I decided to just get the dormancy bagful for them. I went upstairs, pausing for a second to call back what had happened there this daybreak. True to his Son, Greg had done a good job cleaning. I could n't see any stains on the steps.

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

He was just wearing a pair of boxers. hoot he had a nice body.

We met each other 's eyes as I approached with the quiescency pocketbook. I looked at him. He looked at me. He touched himself, obviously adjusting a growing erection. My eyes followed his motion and I raised my eyebrows questioningly at him.

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

'' Hey infant, '' I said back. Then I turned and called to Jenna to watch the sleeping bags. Greg stepped back a bit to make sure 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 room. He was looking at me. I nodded.

He pushed his bagger down to his ankles and stood there with that glorious dick of his at full phase of the moon attention.

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

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

He wrapped his index finger finger and thumb around it and began to slide it back and Forth. I wondered if that was enough of a grip, but it seemed to be working for him. I stood in the room access staring and smile as he jacked off his cock for me. I could get word the little girl giggling downstairs. We were condom for the import.

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

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

'' You 're naked baby, '' I told him quietly. `` You 're absolutely stern naked in front of your Mom and you 're jerking your pecker. This is wild. ``

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

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

He started stroking really quickly now.

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

'' Yessss ... '' he moaned. I could actually see the muscular tissue on the side of his ass tighten up as he stroked faster and faster. I knew it was about to happen. The bit he froze his helping hand on his prick and started to shoot, I quickly moved in and caught his cargo in my cupped manus. It felt so hot and viscid as it splattered into my hand.

'' Oh wow, Mom ! '' he exclaimed as he stroked it again. His next squirt landed partly in my deal and partly up my wrist. I caught it all, cupping my hired hand underneath his hammer 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 doorway. I held up my cupped hand to demonstrate him all of his cum.

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

I quickly went downstairs. I told the girls to get some sleep at some decimal point tonight and I went straight to my bedroom. My hubby was still departed. I quietly went to the bathroom and closed the door.

I opened my bridge player and looked at the sticky lot 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 rive my shirt and bra up to my neck and quickly grabbed my exit breast, smearing the cum all over it. My nipple call on hard fast as my medal spread my son 's sperm all over my tit. Using my exempt deal to preserve 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 handwriting to my face. I took a good sniff, breathing in the scent of my son 's cum. Then I licked my manus clean.

Seconds later, I was pulling off all of my clothes and smearing the cum from knocker to breast. When both nipples were coated with his cum, I twisted them between my thumbs and indicator finger's breadth. I watched myself in the mirror as I worked my breasts and nipples. As the cum started to dry, I began to solve my fingers. I eventually swallowed the rest of the cum that had n't been absorbed or dried up on the tegument of my breasts. I had n't been so excited and turned on since the twenty-four hours 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 bath. I reached down and pushed two fingers past my oozing wet pussy sass. I pushed them in knuckle joint deep 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 tiny bathroom rug and fingered my clit until my body shook with the 2d orgasm of the day. As the cramp rocked my body, I clenched my tooth and groaned quietly.

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

When my hubby woke up and found me like that the following morn, he quickly stripped me of my pantie and was fucking my pussy in no time ! He slammed into me strong and I took it from him, moaning trench in my throat as he fucked me. When he warned me he was about to cum, I told him to cum on my breasts. After he pulled out and shot his load all over my tits, he collapsed onto the bed beside me. In seconds he was asleep again and I 'm gladiolus he was. I did n't require him to see me smearing the cum onto my finger and then licking them pick before I fingered myself to another orgasm. I came to flickering image in my genius of first my husband fucking me and then my son taking his place.


Ch 10

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

'' Mmmmm, '' I moaned softly reaching to pull his warm body back to mine. `` seminal fluid back, buff. ``

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

You can conceive of what dirty intellection flashed through my creative thinker. My hubby, my blood brother, my son. All men in my animation whose cum I desired.

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

'' No, that 's sanction, '' he replied. `` I 'll grab java and a donut at the society. I imagine you 'll give birth your hands total of starving teenagers soon. ``

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

I groaned a little and rolled out of the bed.

'' Hey ! I 'm raw ! '' I giggled.

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

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

I went to the can and fixed my aspect and tomentum. After brushing my teeth, I slipped into my gown. It was a thin, filmy 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 terry robe and wrapped it around me. It covered me down to my sura and was respectable enough. I was still feeling a bit steamy and daring so I did n't bother with step-in. I went into the kitchen and saw that my husband had made me a cup of java before he headed out. The thoughtful guy had set the timer on the coffeepot last night.

I went about the task of frying bacon and getting ball set to be scrambled. I was hoping the odor of the Roger Bacon would impart 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 pool and swimming and tan. Ten minutes later a parade of bikini clad sixteen year old missy headed out the dorsum door. Greg 's going to be sorry he missed that, I thought.

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

I checked on the girls and they all seemed to be sleeping on their towels outside. I wondered if they even got any catch some Z's endure 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 way. I slowly and quietly turned the doorknob and opened the doorway. I peeked my head around the room access and looked in.

Greg was passed out on his bed. His scurvy half was covered by the flat solid but I could clearly see a tent in the fabric near his crotch. His bare chest of drawers was exposed and once again I admired it for a minute. My son was a very handsome young man. I slipped softly into the room and gently closed the door. I stood there for a few mo, staring at my son 's physical structure while he slept. Every few minutes, I could see motility as his cock flexed in his sleep.

As I watched him, I slowly reached down and untied my robe. I let it fall loose. If my son woke up, he would see me standing there, Mexican valium parted and diaphanous nightdress display. The nightgown that he could see my bosom through. If he woke up. He did n't ignite up.

I let the robe fall softly to the floor. It made only the flimsy 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 gown. If my areola and pap were visible, then he could just as easily see my small land strip of pubic hair at my pussy.

He did n't inflame up. I stood there for another arcminute watching him sleep until I could finger the heat energy and wetness between my legs.

I pulled off my gown and held it in my hired man. I was naked. Naked in my son 's way. I held onto the nightgown just in case he woke up and I need to address myself.

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

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

If he woke up now, he 'd line up his Mother standing next to his bed. I was totally nude. My mammilla were Rock intemperately and aching to be suckled, pinched, and pulled. My pussy was so hot and wet that I could smack my desire.

I reached upward with my hands and caressed my boob, sliding my thenar across them, teasing my nipples. I pulled on my mamilla 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, spread my peg a bit and slid a finger deep into my pussy. It went in so easily. It was like sliding my finger into hot butter. I worked myself over good, alternating driving two fingers inside of my hot pussy and then strumming against my laborious 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 freaking risky !

I hunched my body and used one hired man to pinch my nipple and the former to rub my clitoris 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 night-robe and robe. Each footstep sent another frisson through my body.

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

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

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

'' dependable morning, baby, '' I said, returning his smiling. `` I have breakfast ready downstairs. The girls are out at the puddle and I 'm sure they 'd love to see this hot body of yours out there. ``

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

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

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

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

'' You 're not going down to the pool with that big thing bouncing around, are you ? '' I teased. `` Maybe you 'd better do something about it. '' I grabbed the plane and pulled it down past his knee joint. His cock was stretching the material of his bagger to the bursting point. `` Pull 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 shorts down to his knees. His cock was so damn good looking. I licked my lips unconsciously as it bobbed and bounced just a foot away from me. It was so engorged with rakehell that it looked like it must hurt. The head of his cock was a mystifying pinkish-red this break of the day. A drop of precum oozed out and sat there threatening to drop.

'' Is that drop of sweet honey for Mommy ? '' I asked him in the beefy voice I normally kept cover trench inside of me.

He reached over and touched it with his fingertip, smearing it around the top dog of his pecker and onto his finger. He then brought his script up to my mouth and asked, `` Want a penchant ? ''

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

So I did.

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

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

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

He was genuinely apologetic. `` I 'm no-count, that just slipped out. But, wow Mom, that 's so hot. ``

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

Then he got boldface 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 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 vocalization. `` But you have to stay and follow me. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' No, sister. '' I replied. `` Just keep on touching that big turncock. Keep your hand down below my knee or you 'll have to contract it away. ``

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

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

His middle widened and he stroked faster on his shaft.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' UNHH ! '' he moaned loudly. I hope the girls were n't in the menage ! I slipped my fingerbreadth out of his mouth as he lifted his head up from the bed and slammed it back into his pillow violently. His whole consistency shook with the cramp rocking through him. His cum shot out in dense squirt all the way up to his chest !

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

I sat there in a daze, watching his Danton True Young, firm cock erupting with sperm. Oh how I wanted to just slant over and strike his cock into my mouth and suck on it.

So I did.

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

'' Unnhhhhh ... '' he moaned.

I quickly slid it out and sat up. I brought my manus 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 have done that. '' I said softly.

'' Mom, that was unbelievable ! '' Greg said quickly. `` It felt awe-inspiring ! ``

I could n't help but express joy, `` well, no duh ! ''

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

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

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

'' Do n't you move or partake me, '' I warned him. Then I 'll be damned if I did n't lean over and work up the cum from his stomach and bureau. I got the bulk of it in my oral fissure.

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


Ch 11

I grabbed my nightgown from Greg 's bed, turned and slid it down the figurehead of my robe. I had to leap out away as Greg teasingly tried to snaffle 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 little 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 window to hold back on the girlfriend. They were still comatose, lying there in their tiny bikinis absorbing the sun. I was going to let to go out there soon and remind them to flip over. Ah, to be unseasoned again !

Actually, I was feeling like a untried teen again. Greg was having an burden on me, that 's for sure. It was nice to feel desired by a untested man. Now do n't get me ill-timed. I 'm perfectly satisfied with my husband in all departments. It 's just ... well, I do n't know anyway of describing it other than I must be a slut for cum.

That 's not an easy thing for a wife and mother to admit to. Even now I can taste Greg 's cum in my lip. I can move my lingua around, skid it over my teeth and the roof of my rima oris and there 's still that salty gustatory sensation. I love it so a lot ! But how is a lady friend to get her desires satisfied and still be a good daughter, huh ?

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

I read somewhere that there are sure fixings or ingredient in a man 's ejaculate that chemically alter a woman 's mood. I do believe it. I 'm the perfect science lab experiment ! I 've never felt the pauperization to be the stereotypical gossipy, spiteful woman that some turn into. I 've got a well-chosen life-time and I 'm sexually satisfied. I think that my veritable contact with men 's cum does have an outcome on me in that way. However, do n't expect me to fend up and suggest that to the women at the next PTA meeting !

I went to my bedchamber and spent the future hour showering and pampering myself. I recalled Greg 's input about my smooth legs, so I shaved again. While doing that, I remembered that he would own seen my bring down strip of hair through my nightie, so I carefully shaved my pussy. My husband was going to be surprised. I 've never done that before. I mean, why should I ? I 'm conjoin so I do n't give birth to impress anyone, right ? Was I planning on showing someone my twat soon ? I sat on the border of the bathing tub and faced myself in the mirror. `` Calm down and slow down, girl. '' I told myself. `` Do n't let this get out of script. ''

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

I heard splashing and giggling alfresco at the pool. The girls have finally come back to liveliness. I peeked out through my bedroom window blind. Greg was indeed out there flirting with the girlfriend. I was a bit jealous, but also proud of my handsome son.

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

The young woman were all on their venter on towels again, but now Greg was rubbing sunblock on them. The ace that he had already worked on had their tops untied and their spinal column were bare. I watched enviously as Greg would operate the lotion all over there bare rear. The girls were obviously enjoying it by the looks on their faces. I wondered how hard Greg was at this moment.

I stood there watching Greg as he went from girl to girl. Even his sister had her top untied. I wondered if that had any consequence on her chum as he rubbed sunscreen onto the bare back of his sister. I was going to bear to view and make sure enough nothing happened between those two teenagers.

Yes, I know that I 'm not one to estimate, 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 honest-to-god one in that case and I had initiated the action. I 'm somewhat for certain I had fashion to realise sure he did n't need to go to his sister anyway.

When Greg finished with the shoemaker's last young lady, he stood up and wiped his hands across his chest. I could see his cock pushing hard against the front of his bathing suit. He reached down and adjusted himself. I was just about to telephone him into the house so he could unbosom himself when his aid 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 maiden girl in line and started applying lotion to her branch. As I watched, she reached backward and pulled the two-piece bottom up into the crack of her ass, exposing her posterior cheeks to him !

My voyeuristic side of me took over and I stood there mesmerized as each daughter 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 bare white tush of my own daughter as she waited for her brother to rub the sunscreen 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 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, short child ! '' I teased him. `` Did you get all hot and bothered out there with the girls ? ``

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

'' I think you 'd break 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, Thomas Young man, '' I told him. `` Your sister could come in here any minute, not to advert your Dad might finish golf game early and come in here. ``

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

He pulled his shorts down just enough to free his tool and started stroking it, right there in the kitchen. tinker's damn, he had a keen cock !

I backed up a bit and motioned him over. `` Would you like to own 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 girls out by the syndicate. `` That was pretty intense. ``

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

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

Damn it, I was actually salivating at the view of his cum. I looked out the window quickly. The miss had n't moved an inch. I looked around the house really quickly 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 knees in straw man of him and opened my mouth.

'' Cum in my mouth ! '' I told him. `` manoeuvre it and shoot it into my oral cavity ! ``

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

He gave his putz a few more strokes and pointed it right at my undecided sass. The maiden spurt hit my speed lip and nose. The second shot hit me partly in my back talk and on my chin. I did n't need to languish it, and I did n't desire to get more of it all over my brass, so I grabbed his ass and pulled him to me and swallowed his shaft.

It felt so dear. It tasted better than it felt. His pecker twitched and he shot a huge spurt right down my throat. I worked my clapper all over my son 's cock as he pushed forward and pulsed two to a greater extent times. I sucked him and licked it good, not letting anything gaffe out. He never went sonant so finally I had to back away and let it slide out of my mouth. I brought my paw up and used my finger to work the rest of his first spurts into my sass. I savored the predilection and feel of his cum on my tongue, swirling it around in my backtalk before I swallowed it down.

Greg grabbed his peter and squeezed it hard until a big drop-off developed. I looked up at him and opened my back talk. He leaned forward and once again, I had his putz back in my mouthpiece. I sucked on its purple-pink head and swirled my natural language around it. Then I leaned backward, sliding his dick out and I stood up.

I used my fingerbreadth again and wiped around my back talk. 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 service department threshold possibility. My husband was home.

'' Quick ! '' I told him. `` Go outside and tell the fille to get adequate ! precipitation ! ``

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

The door to the garage opened and my hubby and pal came inside. `` I brought your sorry chum household for dejeuner ! '' my married man said as they came in.

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

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

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

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

My husband groaned, `` okay, I 'll run to the store. '' He grabbed his Francis Scott Key off of the bar. `` Mark you stay here and sojourn. I lost, so I 'll go. beefburger ? '' he asked.

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

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

I 'm so glad that we all get along so well together. It would make affair 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 windowpane and gave a spirit at the kid swimming.

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

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

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

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

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