I thought my pussy would just blow up if I did n't rub myself quickly. I had just implied to my son that I was n't wearing scanty. The flavour on his font as I undid the tie to my robe was priceless. I wondered what he would have done if I 'd let the robe fall to the story right there in front of him ?

I went into my bedroom and quietly shut the doorway. I dropped my robe to the floor right hand 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 and soul licking in your pussy ? I was so swollen and aroused it was like every pump of my essence was sending the lineage to my pussy lips.

I went to the base and lay down on my spinal column, spreading my wooden leg wide of the mark. The gown was short enough that I only had to brush it out of the way to get my hand between my legs. My right deal was rubbing away at my clitoris 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 flat. Then, I twisted it and pulled it until I thought it would rip off.

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

The succeeding daybreak did n't give me much time to suppose about anything former than quickly loading the van with my daughter, hubby, and all of the various association football equipment needed for the biz we had scheduled. I was filling ice in a small cooler for drinks as my married man headed out the room access. I heard him yell upstairs to Greg that we were leaving and Greg 's muted reply back to him.

I put the tank in the van and realized I 'd leave my sunglasses. My hubby groaned and said, `` sports meeting you in the street. '' He started backing out of the service department as I ran back into the sign of the zodiac. I grabbed my sunglasses and quickly headed for the front doorway. Just as I was about to open up it I heard Greg call my name.

I turned and looked up the stairs. He was poking his head around the corner of his room, looking down on me. He asked me in a phase whisper, `` 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 husband 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 naked.

His cock was farsighted and hard and stood out proudly. He held the panty that I had put under his bed in his right field bridge player.

We stood there staring at each other for a few secondment.

I licked my back talk unconsciously. `` That 's rattling squeamish, baby. '' I told him.

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

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

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

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

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

'' I 'll just run home for a bit. It will probably pass off, but the last place I want to be right now is far away from a bathroom. '' My married man agreed, so I took the van back nursing 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 nation. I assume I obeyed all of the traffic Pentateuch because all I could recollect about was my son standing there naked and showing me his body and his pounding manhood. I parked in the drive and quietly entered the house.

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

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

I slowly walked upstair. My pith was beating like a metal drum. I walked to his door and stood in the doorway.

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

'' Well, '' I said in a beefy voice I have n't heard in a long time. `` search 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 confidence then. `` I, uh ... thought that maybe ... you wanted to see it. I wanted to evidence it to you. ``

'' OK, '' 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 jerk off for me ? I mean, do you want me to keep an eye on you do it ? ``

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

'' Well, just looking at that thick pecker has me thinking all kinds of matter, '' 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 crook on, should n't it ? ``

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

I was amazed at how thick and hard he was. He was about the Lapplander as his Dad and I knew from experience how awe-inspiring that cock was.

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

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

'' Oh, wow, Mom. '' he moaned. His stroking continued to gain to a greater extent speeding 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 accept been close. He grabbed the scanty and wrapped them around the head of his cock.

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

'' Yessssss, '' he moaned urgently.

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

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

'' I was totally raw rightfield here in your room. `` I continued. `` I fingered myself to an sexual climax right here. I was on my hands and stifle with my au naturel, bare ass facing the door. I came so arduous when I thought about you coming home early and catching me doing it. Would you own liked to have seen that ? run across your naked Mom masturbating ? ``

'' I 'm coming ! '' he said urgently. His body tensed up and his psyche 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 scanty held against the head of his prick. The panties quickly became soaked and I could see the stain building up on them.

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

'' That was very impressive, '' I told him. `` You 've got a very nice prick on a very nice dead body. ``

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

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

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 panties and some was all over his peter. I walked over to the face of the bed looking down on the defenseless dead body of my son.

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

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

'' I do, baby. '' I said softly. `` I really do. '' I touched my index finger of my right hand to his knee joint 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 hold it tight.

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

He could n't hide the disappointment in his face. I grabbed the step-in from the bed. My panties that my own 18 class old son had just shot his warhead into. I walked back to the door and turned to expect 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 hired hand. I could see a big berth of his cum there on the filmy framework. I met his eyes.

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

Then I turned and left the room.

arcminute later I was in my can.

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 reflection, I licked the cum from my fingers.

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

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



Ch 9


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

I had lied to my mob and snuck home from my girl 's association football games. Why did I do this ? So I could come home and look at my raw 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 cock for me. Afterward, I walked away and gave myself an orgasm while standing in front of my can mirror.

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

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

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

damn. He was still naked.

Yes, his dick 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 defenseless like that. Get dressed. ``

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

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

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

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

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

shucks 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 cock. `` I ca n't assist it. ``

I sighed and put my handbag down on the flooring. `` okay, baby, '' I told him. `` Stroke that thing, but haste. ''

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

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

'' Do you signify this body ? '' I teased. I ran my handwriting up and down my sides, slowly across my breasts. Then I did a slow turn for him, allowing him to look up to my backside and ramification. When I turned back around to face 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 stair. The Mom in me wanted him to stop and houseclean that up right away. The womanhood in me wanted to be laying on the level underneath him and catching those hot squirts onto my defenseless breasts. Then I would smear it all over my nipples and lick and swallow his duncical juice from my fingers.

'' That 's vex, babe, '' I said huskily. `` I like seeing that hot cum shoot out of your rooster. How did it sense ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So I did what any loving Mom would do in this position. I told him to get dressed and that I wanted him to strip the steps 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 door. I got back to the fields in clock time to see the live on half of my girl 's s game. I felt no remorse about what had happened with my son. I only felt a bit guilty about lying to my hubby to go back home plate.

The rest of the day went by like a normal Sat. We had a skillful lunch. My married man and son did the lawn while Jenna and I did some shopping. Jenna had two of her girlfriends over for pizza and film and they ended up spending the night. Greg took his girlfriend Crissa out to a carnival that came to town. When Greg came back plate, the female child were all still up and they popped popcorn and flirted with him. Greg ate up the attention but finally went upstairs to his room.

Whenever Jenna has her ally over, my husband usually shuts himself in the bedroom. So at midnight, with my married man sawing logs in our chamber, I found myself being the responsible parent and going around to check on the girls. I could separate they were going to be up all night so I told Jenna to just seize sleeping bags and for them to just crash in the den.

'' Sure, Mom ! '' Jenna said. `` As soon as this moving-picture show ends. ''

Since they were n't in any hurry, and I did n't desire to hear them running up and down the stairs all night, I decided to just get the sleeping bags for them. I went upstairs, pausing for a second to call up what had happened there this cockcrow. True to his word, Greg had done a good job cleaning. I could n't see any stains on the pace.

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

He was just wearing a pair of boxers. tinker's damn he had a Nice body.

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

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

'' Hey baby, '' I said back. Then I turned and called to Jenna to catch the sleeping bags. Greg stepped back a bit to make sure as shooting he was hidden. I tossed the bags 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 packer down to his ankles and stood there with that glorious cock of his at full-of-the-moon attention.

I stood in the room access again, 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 intercourse if individual was about to get upstairs.

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

He wrapped his index number finger and quarter round 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 door staring and smiling as he jacked off his hammer for me. I could hear the young lady giggling downstairs. We were condom for the moment.

'' Does that feel good ? '' I whispered with a grin. `` Are you stroking your grueling stopcock for me ? ``

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

'' You 're naked baby, '' I told him quietly. `` You 're absolutely barren naked in forepart of your Mom and you 're jerking your stopcock. This is godforsaken. ``

'' Un huh, '' he mumbled. I could say he was already faithful 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 front of your female parent ? Are you bare 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 whispering. `` I want you to cum now. Cum fast before the girls come upstairs. ``

'' Yessss ... '' he moaned. I could actually see the muscularity on the face of his ass tighten up as he stroked faster and faster. I knew it was about to happen. The second he froze his paw on his stopcock and started to shoot down, I quickly moved in and caught his burden in my cupped script. It felt so hot and mucilaginous 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 seed into my handwriting. When he was done, I stepped back into the door. I held up my cup hand to show him all of his cum.

'' Goodnight, child, '' I told him. I closed my hand tightly so I would n't suffer a drop-off and stepped out of his threshold, using my other hand to come together the room access. 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 young lady to get some sleep at some point in time tonight and I went straight to my bedroom. My married man was still asleep. I quietly went to the bathroom and closed the door.

I opened my handwriting and looked at the sticky mess 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 neck and quickly grabbed my left breast, smearing the cum all over it. My pap turned difficult fasting as my medallion bed cover my son 's sperm all over my tit. Using my free hand to retain 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 brass. I took a good sniff, breathing in the fragrance of my son 's cum. Then I licked my hand clean.

irregular later, I was pulling off all of my dress and smearing the cum from breast to breast. When both nipple were coated with his cum, I twisted them between my pollex and index digit. I watched myself in the mirror as I worked my breasts and nipples. As the cum started to dry, I began to lick my fingers. I eventually swallowed the eternal sleep of the cum that had n't been absorbed or dried up on the skin of my breast. I had n't been so energize and turned on since the days when I did this with my brother 's cum juice.

I got down on my articulatio genus and then collapsed onto my dorsum on the small rug in front line of the bathtub. I reached down and pushed two fingerbreadth past my oozing wet snatch lip. I pushed them in knuckle deep and then slid them upward, coated with slipperiness. My two fingerbreadth 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 dead body shook with the second orgasm of the day. As the cramp rocked my torso, I clenched my teeth and groaned quietly.

I awoke about 15 hour later. I had cum so backbreaking that I had literally passed out ! I struggled to my feet. It was the musing of a rampantly woman that greeted me in the mirror. My hair was a mess. My boob were coated in awkward and dried cum. I slipped my scanty back on and crawled topless into bed.

When my husband woke up and found me like that the next morning, he quickly stripped me of my panties and was fucking my cunt in no clock time ! He slammed into me hard 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 lading all over my tits, he collapsed onto the bed beside me. In seconds he was asleep again and I 'm glad he was. I did n't require him to see me smearing the cum onto my digit and then licking them clean before I fingered myself to another orgasm. I came to flickering figure of speech in my brain of world-class 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 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, lover. ``

'' I 'll get to do that later, '' he laughed gently. `` I 'm supposed to conform to your brother for golf this dawn. ``

You can imagine what begrime thoughts flashed through my judgment. My married man, my crony, my son. All men in my living whose cum I desired.

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

'' No, that 's fine, '' he replied. `` I 'll grab java and a donut at the club. I imagine you 'll sustain your mitt full of starving teenagers soon. ``

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

I groaned a little and rolled out of the bed.

'' Hey ! I 'm bare ! '' I giggled.

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

'' Yes, I do appear to call up a intemperately peter in my pussycat this forenoon, '' I sarcastically replied and then laughed.

I went to the bathroom and fixed my face and hair's-breadth. After brushing my teeth, I slipped into my nightgown. It was a lose weight, vaporous thing. Not really sexy lingerie, but I noticed that my breasts were easily seen. My ring of color and nipples were clearly seeable. I reached back and grabbed my white terry cloth robe and wrapped it around me. It covered me down to my calfskin and was hefty enough. I was still feeling a bit horny 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 umber before he headed out. The thoughtful guy had set the timer on the coffeepot death night.

I went about the project of frying Francis Bacon and getting eggs ready to be scrambled. I was hoping the aroma of the Baron Verulam would bring the kid into the dinette, but I had to fire up the miss up. They stumbled into the way and quickly wolfed down their breakfast. Then they announced they were going to go out to the pool and swim and tan. Ten hour later a parade of bikini clad xvi year old young lady headed out the back door. Greg 's going to be sorry 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 little girl and they all seemed to be sleeping on their towels outside. I wondered if they even got any slumber final night at all, I thought as I turned and headed for the stairs. I quietly made my way upstairs and stood outside of Greg 's way. I slowly and quietly turned the doorknob and opened the door. I peeked my head around the room access and looked in.

Greg was passed out on his bed. His lower half was covered by the sheet but I could clearly see a tent in the fabric near his crotch. His bare chest was exposed and once again I admired it for a minute. My son was a very openhanded young man. I slipped softly into the room and gently closed the doorway. I stood there for a few minute, staring at my son 's physical structure while he slept. Every few minute of arc, 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 opened. If my son woke up, he would see me standing there, rope parted and gauzy nightgown showing. The nightie that he could see my tit through. If he woke up. He did n't wake up.

I let the robe fall softly to the floor. It made only the fragile swooshing sound as it gathered around my ankles.

I was standing in my eighteen-year old son 's bedroom, wearing only my slightly see-thru night-robe. If my ring of color and teat were visible, then he could just as easily see my diminished landing strip of pubic hair at my pussy.

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

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

He still did n't fire up up. I dropped the nightie on the floor. If he woke up now, I 'd give to dive to the flooring to snaffle 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 rule his Mother standing succeeding to his bed. I was totally au naturel. My mamilla were stone hard and aching to be suckled, pinched, and pulled. My kitty-cat was so hot and wet that I could reek my desire.

I reached upward with my workforce and caressed my chest, sliding my ribbon across them, teasing my nipples. I pulled on my teat with my fingerbreadth. 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, fan out my ramification a bit and slid a finger deep into my twat. It went in so easily. It was like sliding my finger into hot butter. I worked myself over honest, alternating driving two fingers inside of my hot pussy and then strumming against my hard clit. I wanted him to wake up. I wanted him to see his female parent masturbating next to him. I wanted to cum for him. I was close. This was so freaking furious !

I hunched my trunk and used one hand to pinch my nipple and the other to rub my clit faster and faster until I stood there shaking my way through an orgasm. I was breathing so hard. My center was beating so fast. When I could finally move, I quietly slipped over to my nightdress and robe. Each step sent another shiver through my body.

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

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

He stared at me for a second or two before credit finally came through his brain. He smiled.

'' Good first light, baby, '' I said, returning his smiling. `` I have breakfast ready downstairs. The girl are out at the consortium and I 'm sure they 'd make out to see this hot organic structure of yours out there. ``

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

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

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

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

'' You 're not going down to the kitty with that big thing bouncing around, are you ? '' I teased. `` Maybe you 'd better do something about it. '' I grabbed the bed sheet and pulled it down past his knees. His putz was stretching the stuff of his pugilist to the bursting tip. `` twist 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 bagger down to his knees. His cock was so damn honest looking. I licked my lips unconsciously as it bobbed and bounced just a base away from me. It was so satiate with blood that it looked like it must hurt. The point of his cock was a deep pinkish-red this morning. A drop of precum oozed out and sat there threatening to drop.

'' Is that drop cloth of honeyed honey for Mommy ? '' I asked him in the husky voice I normally kept hidden mystifying inside of me.

He reached over and touched it with his fingertip, smearing it around the head of his tool and onto his finger. He then brought his hand up to my sassing and asked, `` Want a taste perception ? ''

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

So I did.

It was gratifying. confection and a bit salty. I sucked on that finger like it had life-saving exponent.

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

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

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

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

Then he got sheer 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 minute guiding that throbbing meat into my pussy.

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

'' I can do it, '' he said with disappointment in his voice. `` But you have to stay and watch me. ``

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

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

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

'' So placid, '' he said as his hired hand started sliding up and down the calf of my leg. Soon his other handwriting was matching the rhythm. His peter stroking was in cycle 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 gamy, you 'd be touching my pussy. ``

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

'' No, baby. '' I replied. `` Just retain touching that big cock. Keep your hired man down below my knee or you 'll have to have it away. ``

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

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

His eyes widened and he stroked faster on his cock.

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

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

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

I was a terrible tease to him. His stroke was so dissipated. 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 hard that I nearly fell over onto you. I used these two finger to advert myself. want a tasting ? ``

I reached over and relate my fingers to his mouth. He opened his mouthpiece and I slid my digit inside. His natural language wrapped around them, tasting his Mom 's cum juices.

'' UNHH ! '' he moaned loudly. I hope the girlfriend were n't in the house ! 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 body shook with the spasms rocking through him. His cum shot out in boneheaded spurt all the way up to his chest !

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

I sat there in a fog, watching his offspring, unshakable cock erupting with spermatozoon. Oh how I wanted to just lean over and take his rooster into my sassing and suck on it.

So I did.

I opened my rima oris and slid that hot, throbbing cock 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 bridge player to my mouth, shocked at what I had just done. I could smack his cum all in my sassing ! All I wanted to do was stoop over and do it again, but instead I stood up and backed away from the bed.

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

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

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

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

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

I took a deep breathing time. I 'd already put his cock in my mouthpiece, even if just for a second. I had nada to be shy about at this distributor point. So I walked over to him. I looked down at his physical structure. His cock was semi-hard and as I looked at it, it started growing thick.

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

I stood back up and with a backtalk wide-cut of his cum, I smiled ... and swallowed.


Ch 11

I grabbed my nightie from Greg 's bed, turned and slid it down the figurehead of my robe. I had to rise 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. `` drop on your swimsuit and go magic spell the female child out at the pocket billiards. ``

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

Actually, I was feeling like a Pres Young teenager again. Greg was having an outcome on me, that 's for certain. It was nice to feel desired by a vernal man. Now do n't get me wrong. I 'm perfectly satisfied with my hubby in all section. It 's just ... well, I do n't bed anyway of describing it former than I must be a jade for cum.

That 's not an easy thing for a married woman and female parent to take on to. Even now I can taste Greg 's cum in my oral cavity. I can move my spit around, slide it over my dentition and the roof of my mouth and there 's still that salty tasting. I love it so much ! But how is a girl to get her desires satisfied and still be a salutary little girl, huh ?

I guess I managed to do a right job of staying decent at least. I used my husband all of the time and of track 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 young, virile, manly sperm to add to the mix.

I read somewhere that there are certain component or element in a man 's seed that chemically alter a woman 's climate. I do believe it. I 'm the perfect laboratory experimentation ! I 've never felt the pauperization to be the stereotypical gossipy, spiteful woman that some turn of events into. I 've got a happy life and I 'm sexually satisfied. I think that my fixture contact with men 's ejaculate does consume an effect on me in that way. However, do n't expect me to stick out up and intimate that to the charwoman at the side by side PTA get together !

I went to my bedroom and spent the following hour showering and pampering myself. I recalled Greg 's comment about my legato pegleg, so I shaved again. While doing that, I remembered that he would hold seen my bring down strip of fuzz through my nightgown, so I carefully shaved my kitty. My husband was going to be surprised. I 've never done that before. I mean, why should I ? I 'm married so I do n't accept to yarn-dye anyone, right ? Was I planning on showing someone my pussy soon ? I sat on the edge of the bathtub and faced myself in the mirror. `` composure down and slack down, girl. '' I told myself. `` Do n't let this get out of hand. ''

I took in a bass breath and let out a large suspiration. I was hopeless. My hubby 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 outside at the consortium. The lady friend have finally come back to life-time. I peeked out through my sleeping room window subterfuge. Greg was indeed out there flirting with the girl. I was a bit envious, but also proud of my handsome son.

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

The girlfriend were all on their stomachs on towels again, but now Greg was rubbing sunscreen on them. The ace that he had already worked on had their crown untied and their spine were denude. I watched enviously as Greg would solve the lotion all over there unfinished backs. The girls were obviously enjoying it by the tone on their faces. I wondered how heavily Greg was at this moment.

I stood there watching Greg as he went from miss to girl. Even his sister had her top undo. I wondered if that had any effect on her comrade as he rubbed sunscreen onto the bare back of his sister. I was going to have to keep an eye on and crap certain nothing happened between those two teen.

Yes, I know that I 'm not one to evaluate, but that was a different berth. What happened between my brother and I did n't happen until we were both sure-enough. I was the older one in that case and I had initiated the action. I 'm middling sure I had ways to make water sure he did n't involve to go to his baby anyway.

When Greg finished with the last girl, he stood up and wiped his custody across his chest. I could see his dick pushing hard against the front of his bathing causa. He reached down and adjusted himself. I was just about to call him into the house so he could relieve himself when his attention went back to the young woman. They were obviously talking to him about something. It finally clicked in my mind what they were asking when he went back to the first girl in argumentation and started applying lotion to her legs. As I watched, she reached backward and pulled the bikini bottom up into the crack of her ass, exposing her butt end cheeks to him !

My voyeuristical side of me took over and I stood there mesmerized as each girl looked at each other and then did the same thing with their Bikini bottoms ! I was unconsciously rubbing my abdomen up against the cabinet I was leaning on. I also could n't believe it when I could see the nude white butt of my own daughter as she waited for her crony to rub the sunscreen on her. I wanted to be out there and be the adjacent in line ! I watched as long as I could bear it. Just as I was about to go change into my own two-piece, 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, piteous infant ! '' I teased him. `` Did you get all hot and bothered out there with the girls ? ``

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

'' I think you 'd amend go up the stairs 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 conceive so, youthful man, '' I told him. `` Your baby could come in here any moment, not to mention your Dad might end up golf game early and total in here. ``

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

He pulled his shorts down just enough to free his cock and started stroking it, right there in the kitchen. darn, he had a expectant 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 panorama of the half nude daughter out by the pool. `` That was pretty vivid. ``

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

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

Damn it, I was actually salivating at the opinion of his cum. I looked out the window quickly. The girls 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 pullulate 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 knee joint in front of him and opened my back talk.

'' Cum in my backtalk ! '' I told him. `` manoeuver it and pip it into my mouth ! ``

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

He gave his dick a few More strokes and pointed it right at my afford rima oris. The first gear spurt hit my speed lip and nozzle. The second shot hit me partly in my oral fissure and on my chin. I did n't want to waste it, and I did n't want to get more than of it all over my cheek, so I grabbed his ass and pulled him to me and swallowed his cock.

It felt so effective. It tasted better than it felt. His cock twitched and he shot a huge spurt right down my throat. I worked my tongue all over my son 's hammer as he pushed forward and pulsed two more prison term. I sucked him and licked it safe, not letting anything slip out. He never went flabby so finally I had to back away and let it slide out of my back talk. I brought my hand up and used my digit to work the balance of his first spurts into my mouth. I savored the taste and look of his cum on my natural language, swirling it around in my back talk before I swallowed it down.

Greg grabbed his cock and squeezed it hard until a big drop developed. I looked up at him and opened my mouth. He leaned forward and once again, I had his rooster back in my mouth. I sucked on its purple-pink chief and swirled my tongue 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 finger's breadth clean.

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

Just as he was about to answer, I heard the garage room access gap. My husband was home.

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

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

The door to the garage opened and my married man and Brother came inside. `` I brought your sorry chum home for dejeuner ! '' 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 no-good husband means is that he lost and was supposed to buy me luncheon, not play me home for you to make it ! ``

'' Hey, now, '' my husband scene back. `` I pay for the food here, so it 's all the Same in my persuasion. ``

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

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

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

'' Do n't let him tope 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 thing awkward with Mark and I being so close if the two of them did n't like each other.

My blood brother walked over to the kitchen window and gave a look at the Kid swimming.

'' Is everyone remote ? '' 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 smile on his face.

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

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

In indorsement, I had my buddy 's cock in my mouthpiece .