I thought my twat would just burst forth if I did n't rub myself quickly. I had just implied to my son that I was n't wearing panties. The spirit on his face as I undid the tie to my robe was priceless. I wondered what he would have done if I 'd let the robe surrender to the floor right there in front of him ?

I went into my sleeping room and quietly shut the door. I dropped my robe to the floor right there and went at it. My pussy was so hot and wet. Have you ever been so turned on that you can palpate the pulse of your nerve beating in your twat ? I was so self-conceited and aroused it was like every pump of my heart was sending the blood to my purulent lips.

I went to the floor and lay down on my spine, spreading my legs encompassing. The nightdress was brusk enough that I only had to brush it out of the way to get my handwriting between my pegleg. My flop helping hand was rubbing away at my clit while my left was squeezing my nipples. I was so turned on. I pinched my nipple so hard that my fingertip almost met my thumb, squishing the nipple insipid. Then, I twisted it and pulled it until I thought it would rip off.

Pinching, overrefinement, and pulling on my nipples and flicking away at my throbbing clit soon brought me to an climax. It was my third of the eve. 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 trench rest of the sexually satisfied.

The next morning did n't give me much time to conceive about anything other than quickly loading the van with my daughter, hubby, and all of the various association football equipment needed for the games we had scheduled. I was filling ice in a small cooler for drinks as my husband headed out the door. I heard him yell upstairs to Greg that we were leaving and Greg 's muted answer back to him.

I put the cooler in the van and realized I 'd block my sunglasses. My husband groaned and said, `` sports meeting you in the street. '' He started backing out of the service department as I ran back into the house. I grabbed my dark glasses and quickly headed for the front door. Just as I was about to open it I heard Greg address my name.

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

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

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

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

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

He stepped around the edge of the door.

He was naked.

Totally naked.

His cock was long and hard and stood out proudly. He held the pantie that I had put under his bed in his right deal.

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

I licked my lips unconsciously. `` That 's real prissy, sister. '' I told him.

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

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

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

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

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

'' I 'll just run home for a bit. It will probably pass, but the last spot I want to be right now is far away from a bathroom. '' My husband agreed, so I took the van back home plate. I told them that I 'd go back and get them in two 60 minutes, or sooner if I felt better.

I drove home plate in a trance-like state. I assume I obeyed all of the traffic laws because all I could call back about was my son standing there naked and showing me his body and his throbbing manhood. I parked in the driveway and quietly entered the house.

'' Greg, I 'm back, '' I said softly. `` Where are you ? ``

'' Up here ! '' he called back softly.

I slowly walked up the stairs. My heart was beating like a drum. I walked to his room access and stood in the doorway.

My son was lying on his bed, still stark au naturel. His tool was standing up straight and proud. My panty were on the bed next to him.

'' Well, '' I said in a gruff vox I have n't heard in a longsighted time. `` Look at you. ``

He started to sit up but I told him no.

I was leaning against the doorway frame 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 self-confidence 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 make out what to do.

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

'' Greg, '' I interuppted, `` do you want to she-bop for me ? I mean, do you want me to watch over you do it ? ``

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

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

'' Yeah, '' he moaned. He grabbed his stopcock, wrapping his fingers around the beam of light and started stroking.

I was amazed at how thickly and hard he was. He was about the same as his Dad and I knew from experience how amazing that dick was.

I continued watching as he squeezed and stroked it. The precum was glistening at the tip, oozing the bouquet out to micturate the purple-pink header all slippery. I knew that his dick would slide right into me with that slick adding to it.

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

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

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

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

'' I came into your elbow room shoemaker's last night, Greg. '' I said quickly. `` I thought about walking in on you masturbating. Do you want to have a go at it what I did ? ``

'' Yessssss, '' he moaned urgently.

I slipped my hands upward to caress my breasts through my shirt. `` I masturbated in here last Nox, Greg. I took off all of my apparel and fingered myself right here on your trading floor. ``

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

'' I was totally au naturel right here in your elbow room. `` I continued. `` I fingered myself to an orgasm right here. I was on my hands and genu with my naked, plain ass facing the room access. I came so hard when I thought about you coming home early and catching me doing it. Would you have liked to cause seen that ? get wind your au naturel Mom masturbating ? ``

'' I 'm coming ! '' he said urgently. His organic structure tensed up and his mind 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 prick, stopped, then stroked again. I could n't see it fly out because he was cumming into my scanty held against the head of his dick. The panties quickly became hit it up and I could see the stain 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 nice body. ``

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

'' Let me see it again, '' I told him. `` motility those scanty. ``

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

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

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

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

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

He could n't hide the disappointment in his look. I grabbed the panties from the bed. My panty that my own eighteen year old son had just shot his load into. I walked back to the doorway and turned to calculate 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 script. 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.

moment later I was in my bathroom.

Naked.

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

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

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



Ch 9


I had just masturbated in my lavatory while staring at my naked reflection in the mirror. I fingered myself while rubbing my eighteen-year old son 's cum all over my pap. I had his cum on my finger's breadth because he had just masturbated right in battlefront of me. He jacked off into a pair of my panties and I took the scanty afterward and smeared the sperm with my finger.

I had lied to my family and snuck rest home from my daughter 's soccer biz. Why did I do this ? So I could come dwelling house and smell at my naked son.

He wanted me to see him stroke his peter.

I wanted to see him stroke his cock.

So I did.

I went upstairs and stood in his door watching him while he jacked his cock for me. Afterward, I walked away and gave myself an orgasm while standing in nominal head of my bathroom mirror.

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

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

I heard his metrical unit hit the base as he got up from his bed and walked to the landing place 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 aid me any.

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

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

'' I do, baby, '' I replied. `` I did. Why do you conceive I came back ? But we ca n't just make you naked all of the clock time. ``

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

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

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

damn it.

I wanted to see it.

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

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

I sighed and put my handbag down on the trading floor. `` Okay, baby, '' I told him. `` Stroke that thing, but precipitation. ''

Now of grade, 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 doorway and crossed my sleeve across my chest of drawers. I did n't anticipate that the campaign would just put empashis on my breasts.

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

'' Do you mean this body ? '' I teased. I ran my hand up and down my side, slowly across my breast. Then I did a tedious turn for him, allowing him to admire my backside and legs. When I turned back around to face up 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 terminate and make clean that up right away. The charwoman in me wanted to be laying on the trading floor underneath him and catching those hot jet onto my naked breasts. Then I would smutch it all over my nipples and lick and swallow his buddy-buddy juice from my fingers.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I took the tissue paper from him and used it to pass over up his cum from the wooden stair. As I looked up to manus it to him, I caught him staring down my shirt from where I was leaning over. His shaft was heavily again.

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

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

Have you ever been in that character of situation where all you want to do is reach forward and guide your son 's hard cock into your sassing ? That 's where I was at that bit in time.

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

He relunctantly did my bid. I could see him opening bloomers in his room as I went out the front line door. I got back to the plain in meter to see the last half of my daughter 's mo game. I felt no remorse about what had happened with my son. I only felt a bit hangdog about lying to my hubby to go back home.

The residuum of the day went by like a normal Saturday. We had a nice lunch. My hubby and son did the lawn while Jenna and I did some shopping. Jenna had two of her girlfriend over for pizza and movies and they ended up spending the night. Greg took his girlfriend Crissa out to a fair that came to townspeople. When Greg came back home, the missy were all still up and they popped Zea mays everta and flirted with him. Greg ate up the attention but finally went upstairs to his room.

Whenever Jenna has her friends over, my married man usually shuts himself in the bedroom. So at midnight, with my hubby sawing logs in our bedroom, I found myself being the responsible parent and going around to check on the fille. I could tell they were going to be up all Nox so I told Jenna to just snap up sleeping bags and for them to just crash in the den.

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

Since they were n't in any hurry, and I did n't want to find out them running up and down the stair all nighttime, I decided to just get the sleeping cup of tea for them. I went upstairs, pausing for a indorse to call in what had happened there this first light. True to his word, Greg had done a good job cleansing. I could n't see any stains on the steps.

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

He was just wearing a pair of boxers. Damn he had a courteous body.

We met each other 's middle as I approached with the sleeping old bag. I looked at him. He looked at me. He touched himself, obviously adjusting a growing erecting. My oculus followed his drive and I raised my eyebrows questioningly at him.

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

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

He pushed his boxers down to his ankles and stood there with that magnificent cock of his at full 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 stairs and also into his elbow room. I 'd be able to have a go at it if someone was about to come upstairs.

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

He wrapped his indicator finger and ovolo around it and began to skid it back and Forth River. I wondered if that was enough of a bag, but it seemed to be working for him. I stood in the doorway staring and grinning as he jacked off his pecker for me. I could hear the girls giggling downstairs. We were safety for the moment.

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

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

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

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

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

He started stroking really quickly now.

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

'' Yessss ... '' he moaned. I could actually see the muscles on the incline of his ass tighten up as he stroked faster and faster. I knew it was about to materialise. The moment he froze his hand on his cock and started to germinate, I quickly moved in and caught his load in my cupped hired man. It felt so hot and sticky as it splattered into my hand.

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

I never touched him. He spilled all of his ejaculate into my script. When he was done, I stepped back into the door. I held up my cup script to show him all of his cum.

'' Goodnight, child, '' I told him. I closed my hand tightly so I would n't mislay a drop and stepped out of his doorway, using my other hand to come together 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 girls to get some sleep at some percentage point tonight and I went straight to my chamber. My husband was still at rest. I quietly went to the bathroom and closed the door.

I opened my hand and looked at the gummy wad 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 pulled my shirt and bra up to my cervix and quickly grabbed my left white meat, smearing the cum all over it. My pap turned laborious fast as my palm ranch my son 's sperm all over my tit. Using my free hired man to keep my shirt and bra from falling down, I then did what I had to do. What I needed to do. What I was dying to do !

I lifted my cum-smeared hand to my facial expression. I took a dependable sniff, breathing in the fragrance of my son 's cum. Then I licked my hand clean.

Seconds later, I was pulling off all of my clothes and smearing the cum from breast to breast. When both mammilla were coated with his cum, I twisted them between my thumb and exponent fingerbreadth. I watched myself in the mirror as I worked my breasts and teat. As the cum started to dry, I began to lap my finger's breadth. I eventually swallowed the balance of the cum that had n't been absorbed or dried up on the cutis of my breasts. I had n't been so rouse and turned on since the days when I did this with my brother 's cum juice.

I got down on my human knee and then collapsed onto my back on the small rug in front of the bathtub. I reached down and pushed two digit past my oozing wet pussycat lips. I pushed them in metacarpophalangeal joint deep and then slid them upward, coated with slip. My two fingers slid upward until they split apart at my throbbing clit.

I lay there naked on the lilliputian lav rug and fingered my clit until my consistence shook with the second orgasm of the day. As the spasm rocked my body, I clenched my tooth and groaned quietly.

I awoke about 15 arcminute later. I had cum so hard that I had literally passed out ! I struggled to my metrical foot. It was the reflection of a natural state womanhood that greeted me in the mirror. My hair's-breadth was a mess. My breasts were coated in sticky and dried cum. I slipped my step-in back on and crawled topless into bed.

When my married man woke up and found me like that the succeeding sunrise, he quickly stripped me of my panties and was fucking my snatch in no time ! He slammed into me hard and I took it from him, moaning deep in my pharynx as he fucked me. When he warned me he was about to cum, I told him to cum on my breasts. After he pulled out and take his warhead all over my teat, he collapsed onto the bed beside me. In moment he was asleep again and I 'm beaming he was. I did n't need him to see me smearing the cum onto my fingers and then licking them clean before I fingered myself to another orgasm. I came to flickering figure in my wit of first my hubby fucking me and then my son taking his place.


Ch 10

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

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

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

You can envisage what dirty opinion flashed through my mind. My husband, my sidekick, my son. All men in my life-time whose cum I desired.

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

'' No, that 's okay, '' he replied. `` I 'll grab java and a doughnut at the night club. I imagine you 'll ingest your script full-of-the-moon of starving adolescent soon. ``

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

I groaned a little and rolled out of the bed.

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

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

'' Yes, I do seem to return a severely shaft in my pussy this daybreak, '' I sarcastically replied and then laughed.

I went to the privy and fixed my face and hair. After brushing my teeth, I slipped into my night-robe. It was a thin, diaphanous thing. Not really sexy lingerie, but I noticed that my bosom were easily seen. My areola and nipples were clearly visible. I reached back and grabbed my white terrycloth gown and wrapped it around me. It covered me down to my calf and was respectable enough. I was still feeling a bit steamy and daring so I did n't bother with panties. I went into the kitchen and saw that my husband had made me a cup of coffee before he headed out. The serious-minded guy had set the timer on the coffeepot last Nox.

I went about the task of frying bacon and getting eggs ready to be scrambled. I was hoping the olfactory modality of the bacon would bring the youngster 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 pocket billiards and swimming and tan. Ten minutes later a parade of two-piece clad sixteen class old young lady headed out the cover doorway. Greg 's going to be grim he missed that, I thought.

Greg. Greg 's upstairs. I 'm going to have to go up and inflame 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 last night at all, I thought as I turned and headed for the stair. I quietly made my way upstairs and stood outside of Greg 's room. I slowly and quietly turned the doorknob and opened the door. I peeked my head around the door and looked in.

Greg was passed out on his bed. His lower one-half was covered by the sheet but I could clearly see a tent in the cloth near his genitalia. His bare chest was exposed and once again I admired it for a hour. My son was a very handsome Whitney Young man. I slipped softly into the way and gently closed the door. I stood there for a few minutes, staring at my son 's body while he slept. Every few arcminute, I could see movement as his cock flexed in his sleep.

As I watched him, I slowly reached down and untied my gown. I let it fall subject. If my son woke up, he would see me standing there, R-2 parted and transparent nightgown screening. The night-robe that he could see my breast through. If he woke up. He did n't wake up.

I let the robe fall softly to the base. It made only the little 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 nightdress. If my ring of color and nipples were seeable, then he could just as easily see my little landing place strip of pubic hairsbreadth at my pussy.

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

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

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

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

If he woke up now, he 'd ascertain his female parent standing next to his bed. I was totally nude. My mamilla were rock hard and aching to be suckled, pinched, and pulled. My pussy was so hot and wet that I could smell my desire.

I reached upward with my custody and caressed my breast, sliding my thenar across them, teasing my nipples. I pulled on my nipples with my digit. 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 legs a bit and slid a digit 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 gruelling 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 gaga !

I hunched my body and used one deal to purloin my nipple and the other to rub my clit faster and faster until I stood there shaking my way through an orgasm. I was breathing so hard. My mettle was beating so fast. When I could finally move, I quietly slipped over to my nightgown and robe. Each footfall sent another thrill through my organic structure.

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

'' Greg, '' I called out. `` Greg, honey, arouse 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 sec or two before recognition finally came through his mastermind. He smiled.

'' skillful morning time, baby, '' I said, returning his grinning. `` I have breakfast ready downstairs. The missy are out at the consortium and I 'm for certain they 'd screw to see this hot body of yours out there. ``

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

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

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

I continued stroking his thigh. 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 rag and pulled it down past his knees. His stopcock was stretching the material of his boxers to the bursting point. `` Pull em down big boy ! ``

'' Sure Mom, '' he said with a laugh. `` Anything for you. '' He lifted himself up off of the bed and pushed his boxer down to his knees. His shaft was so damn in force looking. I licked my lips unconsciously as it bobbed and bounced just a foot away from me. It was so engorged with stemma that it looked like it must injure. The pass of his stopcock was a deep pinkish-red this first light. A fall of precum oozed out and sat there threatening to drop.

'' Is that cliff of sweet honey for Mommy ? '' I asked him in the gruff interpreter I normally kept hidden late inside of me.

He reached over and touched it with his fingertip, smearing it around the head of his turncock and onto his finger. He then brought his handwriting up to my mouth and asked, `` Want a mouthful ? ''

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

So I did.

It was dulcet. sugariness and a bit salty. I sucked on that finger like it had life-saving magnate.

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

I removed the finger 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. ``

'' Speaking of hot, why do n't you start stroking that hot dick so you can bourgeon your cum ? '' I reminded him.

Then he got bold face 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 turncock it would be all over for me. If I did that I 'd be on top of him in mo 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 phonation. `` But you have to ride out and watch 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 paw to my calf. `` You can touch me while you touch yourself. ``

Immediately of form, his paw shot halfway up my leg. I quickly reached down and stopped his manus just above me knee.

'' Nooooo, '' I giggled. `` hold back it down below my human knee. ``

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

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

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

'' No, baby. '' I replied. `` Just hold on touching that big putz. preserve your hand down below my knee or you 'll receive to take it away. ``

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

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

His eyes widened and he stroked faster on his cock.

I put the gown on his chest and said, `` You know I could n't take off the nightgown without taking off my robe, right ? That means I was totally au naturel in here just a few mo 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 oculus, you would hold seen your Mom standing future to your bed totally nude. My bosom, my ass, my pussy ... all naked for you. ``

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

'' Then, '' I continued. `` I masturbated myself standing right here. Naked. In your room. Greg I came so hard that I nearly fell over onto you. I used these two finger to meet myself. need a mouthful ? ``

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

'' UNHH ! '' he moaned loudly. I hope the girls were n't in the house ! I slipped my finger's breadth out of his mouth as he lifted his head up from the bed and slammed it back into his pillow violently. His whole physical structure shook with the muscle spasm rocking through him. His cum guesswork out in thick jet all the way up to his chest !

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

I sat there in a shock, watching his new, firm cock erupting with sperm. Oh how I wanted to just lean over and look at his stopcock into my mouth and sucking on it.

So I did.

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

'' Unnhhhhh ... '' he moaned.

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

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

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

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

I slowly backed away until I was at his room access. I was staring at the pool of cum on his breast and belly and still shocked at what I 'd just done to him.

'' I 'm a messiness, Mom. '' he said. `` A picayune help ? ``

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

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

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


Ch 11

I grabbed my nightgown from Greg 's bed, turned and slid it down the front of my gown. I had to stick out 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. `` switch on your swimsuit and go charm the girls out at the syndicate. ``

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

Actually, I was feeling like a young teenager again. Greg was having an effect on me, that 's for indisputable. It was nice to find desired by a young man. Now do n't get me untimely. I 'm perfectly satisfied with my husband in all department. It 's just ... well, I do n't roll in the hay anyway of describing it other than I must be a loose woman for cum.

That 's not an easy thing for a wife and mother to admit to. Even now I can sample Greg 's cum in my mouth. I can strike my natural language around, slide it over my teeth and the ceiling of my mouth and there 's still that salty taste. I love it so much ! But how is a girl to get her desires satisfied and still be a good miss, huh ?

I guess I managed to do a becoming job of staying decent at least. I used my husband all of the time and of trend he never complains when I pull him into the bedroom and give him a blowjob. I used my brother when I needed something new. Now I have Greg 's Danton True Young, manlike, manly sperm to add to the mix.

I read somewhere that there are sure ingredients or elements in a man 's semen that chemically alter a woman 's mood. I do believe it. I 'm the perfect testing ground experiment ! I 've never felt the motivation to be the stereotypical gossipy, spiteful woman that some turn into. I 've got a well-chosen aliveness and I 'm sexually satisfied. I think that my fixture contact lens with men 's semen does consume an core on me in that way. However, do n't expect me to stand up and suggest that to the women at the following PTA group meeting !

I went to my bedroom and spent the next 60 minutes showering and pampering myself. I recalled Greg 's comment about my smooth legs, so I shaved again. While doing that, I remembered that he would take in seen my landing cartoon strip of tomentum through my night-robe, 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 have to imprint anyone, right ? Was I planning on showing someone my kitty-cat soon ? I sat on the sharpness of the bathtub and faced myself in the mirror. `` Calm down and slow up down, miss. '' I told myself. `` Do n't let this get out of hand. ''

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

I heard splashing and giggling outside at the pocket billiards. The young lady have finally come back to life. I peeked out through my chamber window blinds. Greg was indeed out there flirting with the little girl. I was a bit jealous, but also proud of my handsome son.

I got dressed for the day. Just a simple pair of boxers, top, and sandals. When I made my way back to the kitchen, I noticed it had gone lull outside again. I leaned over the sink and looked out the window. It was pipe down, but if I had the window open, I 'd probably hear gentle moaning. No, it 's not what you think, but it was just as sexy in my notion.

The little girl were all on their stomachs on towels again, but now Greg was rubbing sunblock on them. The ones that he had already worked on had their tops untied and their backs were air. I watched enviously as Greg would work the application all over there bare rachis. The lady friend were obviously enjoying it by the looks on their faces. I wondered how toilsome Greg was at this moment.

I stood there watching Greg as he went from girl to girl. Even his sister had her top untied. I wondered if that had any effect on her sidekick as he rubbed sunscreen onto the bare back of his baby. I was going to have to watch and get to sure nothing happened between those two teenagers.

Yes, I know that I 'm not one to try, but that was a different situation. What happened between my pal and I did n't come about until we were both honest-to-god. I was the older one in that case and I had initiated the action at law. I 'm pretty sure I had slipway to take in for sure he did n't need to go to his sister anyway.

When Greg finished with the last fille, he stood up and wiped his hands across his chest. I could see his cock pushing hard against the front of his washup lawsuit. He reached down and adjusted himself. I was just about to call him into the sign of the zodiac so he could alleviate himself when his attention went back to the girls. They were obviously talking to him about something. It finally clicked in my head what they were asking when he went back to the first missy in short letter and started applying lotion to her peg. As I watched, she reached backward and pulled the bikini bottom up into the snap of her ass, exposing her prat impudence to him !

My voyeuristic face of me took over and I stood there mesmerized as each fille looked at each other and then did the Saami matter with their bikini bottoms ! I was unconsciously rubbing my abdomen up against the locker I was leaning on. I also could n't believe it when I could see the barren white butt of my own girl as she waited for her buddy to rub the sun blocker on her. I wanted to be out there and be the next in line of descent ! 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 baby ! '' I teased him. `` Did you get all hot and bothered out there with the girls ? ``

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

'' I think you 'd better go upstair 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 suppose so, Loretta Young man, '' I told him. `` Your sister could come in here any moment, not to bring up your Dad might finish golf early and come in here. ``

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

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

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

'' Yeahhhh, '' he said softly as he took in the aspect of the half naked girls out by the pool. `` That was pretty vivid. ``

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

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

Damn it, I was actually salivating at the cerebration of his cum. I looked out the window quickly. The girl had n't moved an inch. I looked around the house really quick and when I saw no one around, I asked him, `` Are you going to shoot that hawkshaw 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 presence of him and opened my mouth.

'' Cum in my sass ! '' I told him. `` manoeuvre it and take it into my mouth ! ``

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

He gave his cock a few more than cam stroke and pointed it right at my undetermined sass. The first spirt hit my upper lip and nose. The second shooting hit me partly in my mouth and on my chin. I did n't require to desolate it, and I did n't desire to get more of it all over my face, so I grabbed his ass and pulled him to me and swallowed his putz.

It felt so good. It tasted sound than it felt. His cock twitched and he shot a immense spurt 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 just, not letting anything slip out. He never went easygoing so finally I had to gage away and let it slide out of my oral cavity. I brought my hired hand up and used my digit to work the rest of his maiden spurts into my mouth. I savored the taste and feel of his cum on my spit, swirling it around in my backtalk before I swallowed it down.

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

I used my fingers again and wiped around my mouth. I looked at Greg and smiled as I sucked my fingers clean.

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

Just as he was about to reply, I heard the service department door opening. My husband was home.

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

Greg rushed out the backward door and I watched as the female child quickly tied their teetotum and jumped into the pocket billiards. I could n't assist but laugh as it was obvious they were all adjusting their bikini wedgies for a few seconds. Then they started splashing around the pool with Greg.

The door to the garage opened and my hubby and brother came inside. `` I brought your no-good Brother base for luncheon ! '' 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 grin as he hugged me back. `` What your meritless hubby means is that he lost and was supposed to buy me tiffin, not play me home for you to cook it ! ``

'' Hey, now, '' my hubby crack back. `` I pay for the nutrient here, so it 's all the same in my opinion. ``

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

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

'' Sure ! '' I told him. bell ringer 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 husband say as he backed out of the garage.

I 'm so glad that we all get along so well together. It would wee-wee 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 kidskin swimming.

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

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

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

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

In second, I had my pal 's cock in my rima oris .