Perverts 'R' Us

The Pedo Files 3 - Molested?

By Uncle Ted ( F/b+, bb/g, M/b, pedo, cons, oral )

The Tree House

When I was ten years old, my father purchased a weekend cottage on a large lake. Every week, starting on Friday afternoon and ending Monday morning, very early before my father's work began, we spent at this cottage.

Almost every trip to the cottage, my buddy Andy joined us for the weekend. Andy and I spent most of our time hiking through the woods that surrounded the cottage, swimming in the lake, building forts, playing army, whatever. Oh, we also jacked off at every possible chance, in every possible location and every possible way we could dream up.

One day while exploring the woods, just across a little gully by the cottage, we spotted a cluster of trees that would be the perfect foundation for a tree house. Chopping down a few small trees and letting them fall across the dry gully, we established a bridge from the cottage's yard to the woods beyond. Once easy access to the area was built we immediately began our acquisition of wood, nails, rope, cardboard and you name it as materials to build our castle in the sky.

And a castle it was! Not your normal platform 10 feet off the ground that most kids built, but a two-story playhouse nearly 40 feet in the air. When I think of some of the stupid things that I did as a kid, I am scared to death that my own kids might follow suit and get hurt. But kids bounce, that is my only excuse for being alive today.

Andy and I fixed rope ladders for the first ten feet of the climb that we could pull up to provide a deterrent to unwanted access. From there we nailed a makeshift ladder to the tree, leading to a hole in the first floor of our house. As a final touch, we fabricated a lock system in the trapdoor leading into the tree house as our final security measure.

Late on a Sunday afternoon, after an intense weekend of building and climbing, scrapes and bruises we were ready to christen our project. Locking the trap door as the sun began to set on the horizon, we hastily stripped off all our clothes and lay back on the floor of our mansion. Starting to stroke our cocks we hoped for a quick release before we got into trouble for being out after dark in the woods.

Just as we were both nearing orgasm, we heard my mother calling from the base of our tree. "Teddy, its getting real dark, time to come in." my mother called.

"Okay, Mom." I pushed out between my gritted teeth as I stroked even harder, begging my dick to cooperate.

"Now!" my mother called.

"Now." Andy whispered as a gusher of cum shot up from the tip of his cock and nearly touched the ceiling of our newly constructed room in the sky. Where did he get all that stuff?

"Oh….ah…. Okay Mom, coming." I nearly broke out laughing as at that instant I was truly cumming.

After getting dressed as quietly as we could so my mom did not hear the rustle of clothing we opened the trap door and worked our way to the ground and to my mother's hug that waited for us below.

"That was close." Andy whispered after my mother got out of ear shot ahead of us.

"Ah, it's not a problem, no way she can tell what we are doing up there anyway, that is why we built it so high, remember?" I responded. Plus for some reason that I could not explain, I had the feeling that my mother would not mind our sexual side-activities, even if she did know about them. Within a few months from that day, I was to find out I was right about Mom, and more.

Over the next few weekends Andy and I added more upgrades to our tree house like a toilet paper holder and padding for the floor. Andy taped up pictures of the naked girls from his magazine collection that had grown significantly from the one tattered Playboy to some more risqué magazines that actually showed pubic hair. Oh boy!

Now, we could lie back naked to jack off on a soft floor, look at all the nice sexy pictures, and for Andy, tissue to clean up "some" of his mess was readily at hand.

Today, I wonder if that tree house is still in existence. God knows that with the gallons of cum that Andy sprayed the structure with, the wood was probably well preserved and glued in place for all time. Amen.

Skinny Dipping

It was mid summer and the weather was blistering hot. There was no breeze and not a cloud could be seen in the sky. A perfect day for swimming. Yes!

We were at the cottage for a long four-day weekend. Andy had joined us, of course, as well as the Roberson twins; Jimmy and Billy and their little sister Lisa. Mrs. Roberson also tagged along, but announced that she and her daughter had to leave after lunch, and she would return to pick up the twins before dark.

My father had not come, announcing that he had to work all during the weekend, a situation he did not seem too pleased about. But he was a workaholic, so I really doubt that he was as troubled as he acted.

My mother on the other hand seemed perfectly happy that our extended weekend vacation would eventually be just her, Andy, and me - after the Robersons left.

Jimmy and Billy were my age, ten, and Lisa had just turned seven. Andy had just celebrated his 12th birthday a week before, proudly showing me a couple of pubic hairs that had started growing - but that's another story.

As my mom and Mr. Roberson sat on the porch, escaping the morning sun, the five of us kids were playing in the yard. Usually, as most boys during those years, our activities were focused on playing army. I had a cache of plastic weapons that I handed out for my friends. Little Lisa wanted to play too, so being good sports we all let her have a pistol and allowed her to join in.

We split up into two teams, the twins on one side and Andy, Lisa and me on the other side. We figured that Andy, being the oldest would switch between teams after each victory.

We had moved our battleground to the wooded area beneath our new tree house. But as we headed in that direction, my mother issued a warning that Lisa was too young to try to climb that high. Too bad, I would have liked to take her into our den and show her a few things - my cock for one.

Now at this point I should probably explain something. You have read a lot of in my recent stories that focused on my playing with another young boy. Because of this you may have gotten the impression that I was into cock. Well, I am… my cock. Yes, I sucked off my best friend Andy most of the time, but that was payment to receive the same treatment for my little dick.

My mental excitement was strictly females, of all ages, shapes and colors. I loved young girls a lot, but the opportunity to get friendly with them was limited, as most of my friends were boys. I always wished I had a younger sister whom I could train to be my playmate. So with that, on with the story.

Andy, Lisa and I had circled around though the dense woods and we were kneeling behind a large fallen tree, guns at the ready, looking for the twins.

"Look up and see if you can see them," I instructed Lisa, "but be careful they don't see you. Just peek over the edge."

As Lisa, now on her knees between Andy and me, stretched up to look through the limbs of the tree both Andy and I stared at her little panty-covered butt. Everything was in full view as her short summer dress barely covered her panties when she was standing. Better yet, her white with blue dots panties were large for her, so the leg elastic did not fit tightly to her smooth slim legs and at some angles give us a brief view of her tight little pussy lips.

"I don't see anyone." Lisa said, completely unaware that Andy and I were rubbing the front of our pants, massaging our dicks at the sight she was providing.

Never being one to miss an opportunity I told her, "Move a little over this way and keep looking." With this, I placed my hand on the inside of her left leg, my finger slipping right along her pussy lips as I pulled her a little closer towards me. She flinched a little when my finger reached its mark, but she said nothing, intent on the war game we were playing. My cock flinched a little too. This move also opened her legs a little, so that her panties now hung loosely about two inches from her sweet lips.

Andy, noticing this window into her treasure, took full advantage and said, "Stay still Lisa so they can't see you, and let us know if you see anything." At this he added, "I'll stay down low so they cannot see me because I am bigger."

"Neat trick," I thought to myself, as I watched Andy lower himself down on his side, face perfectly positioned between her feet so that he could look right up under her panties. I noticed also that his hand was stuck down the front of his pants, rubbing his cock fiercely. I hoped he did not climax because being the cum-fountain that he was, his pants would look like a bucket of milk spilled on him.

Another thing I like doing is saying things right out in the open, which are full of sexual suggestions, but are said so fast that little girls can't understand exactly what was said. So, taking advantage of the military environment, I winked at Andy and said, "I'd sure like to rub my gun on that spot." pointing my finger no more than an inch away from Lisa's crotch. I thought Andy would split his gut as he held in a laugh.

Andy added, "If I rubbed my gun there, our sentry would have pants full of bullets."

For about an hour more we continued our war games, always letting the twins win so that Andy could stay with Lisa and me, and we always set up our lookout position so that the entire morning was filled with visions of her sweet little butt sticking in our faces.

As lunchtime arrived I heard my mother calling from the porch of the cottage, so we all gathered up our combat gear and headed back across our bridge to get something to eat. On the way, following behind our little female war-mate, watching her panties peek in and out from under the hem of her dress as she walked, Andy and I had to reposition our stiff cocks into a not-so-uncomfortable position in our pants. Thank you Lisa, what a trooper you were.

Mom and Mrs. Roberson had made sandwiches for all us kids and we sat on the outside picnic table chowing down as the day continued to heat up. Andy and I were still a little overheated from Lisa's shows as well.

Right after lunch, Mrs. Roberson packed up Lisa and they headed back to town. My mother stood on the porch and watched their car all the way up out of the valley until it disappeared over the rim five miles away.

As soon as the car was out of sight, she smiled and headed into the cottage. In a couple of minutes Mom returned wearing her new swimsuit she had just gotten in the mail, towel wrapped around her waist, and she inquired, "Who wants to swim?"

Of course as we all had baked long enough in the heat and sun, we all chimed in, "We do!" but then the twins expressed concern that they had not brought swimsuits with them.

"That's okay, boys, I will show you something and you will be able to swim anyway." Mom answered.

Andy and I both looked at each other, wondering what Mom was going to do to get around the swimsuit issue. Whatever it was, we were ready to swim.

"Teddy, Andy, you don't have to worry about your suits either, just hurry to the dock and I will get something to drink and be right there." Mom said as she went back in the cottage.

Our cottage was at the backside of a skinny, long cove created when the dam was filled years ago. No other cottages or anything existed in our cove, so we had complete privacy from neighbors and prying eyes. At the water's edge, my father had built a floating dock large enough for a picnic table and for several people to lie in the sun. It floated only about a foot off the water, as it was not intended for docking a boat, but to be a swimming platform.

As we waited for my Mom to arrive, the four of us boys sat at the picnic table. It was so hot that the heat from the wood benches radiated through our pants, making us even more miserable. With legs swinging under the table I am sure that all four of us were wondering how this days swimming was going to occur with no towels or swimsuits for us.

As Mom came down the stairs that led from our cottage to our dock I noticed she had a bundle of towels in her arms. Towel problem solved.

"Okay boys, ready to swim?" My mother asked, putting the towels on the picnic table. She still had one wrapped around her waist also.

"But Mrs. Smith," Jimmy and Billy the twins said in unison, "we don't have our swim trunks."

My Mom paused before answering, looking deep in thought then said, "Boys, I am going to let you do something today, but you have to never ever tell anyone I allowed this because YOU will get in big trouble, Okay?"

"What are we going to do, Mrs. Smith?" Andy asked, only curiosity in his voice, but no fear of the unknown as the twins expressed.

"Well," my Mom started, seeming a little nervous, "the really best way to swim is the way people did many, many years ago, ah… without swimsuits."

"What did they wear then?" one of the twins asked.

This seemed to frustrate my Mom so she blurted out, "Nothing! They swam naked, because that is the really nice way to feel the water and it's just… nicer." I could see my mother was searching for an easy way to explain this to the twins, but they were not making it easy on her.

"Naked!" the other twin said, "Wow." And with this, both Billy and Jimmy began unbuttoning the tops of their shorts. I guess they were not as nervous as they appeared.

"Good boys, now remember it's a secret that I let you swim this way, okay… all of you promise." Mom reiterated her warning.

In unison we all four answered, "Okay!" and began undressing. Andy, of course, being the most horny and excitable one of the group, was completely naked before anyone else even though the twins had a head start on him. He stood proudly in front of my Mom, his dick semi erect and asked, "Like this, Mrs. Smith?"

My mother, in a strangely husky voice smiled and said, "Yes Andy, just… like… that…, I hope all you boys do like that…ah… like Andy, I mean without clothes like Andy." her eyes focused right on his cock without any attempt to cover her stare.

To my surprise Andy seemed to notice my mother's interest and his dick made a little jump up and down, as if to say, "Hi there, Mrs. Smith."

As we all finished getting undressed, my Mom hit us with another surprise, she had obviously jumped in the shower in the house before she came down because her shoulders were still glistening with water drops. As she unwrapped the towel around her waist we were greeted with the smallest bikini bottoms we had ever seen in those days. It reminded me of Goldie Hawn on Laugh-In, but even smaller. I was in love with Goldie Hawn in those days, and I still think she is way hot today.

A more interesting aspect of my Mom's swimsuit bottoms was that it was nearly see-through because it was still wet and clinging to her body tightly. I could notice, and I am sure all my friends noticed also, her dark pubic hair and the outline of her pussy lips. Wow Mom! I think you arranged this little show. You could almost hear the blood rushing to the four little dicks that stood staring at my mother's figure, including mine.

Then, my friends got a better treat as my Mom stepped up and sat on the top of the table, feet resting on the bench. She immediately spread her legs, innocently so it seemed, but giving us all a direct line of sight straight at her pussy lips that pushed to escape the thin material of her suit.

I looked up at my Mom's face and I could see she was extremely happy with the results of her exposition. I also noticed, which I doubt any of the other pussy focused boys did, that her nipples were pressing hard against the fabric of her suit top, obviously sexually aroused, as it was nowhere near cold outside.

The next thing I noticed was that my cock and my three friends' cocks had now risen to full attention. I was embarrassed, so were the twins, but I think Andy was pleased with himself and he was even moving his hips back and forth making his dick wave at my Mom.

"Okay, boys, show's over for now." my Mom giggled obviously pleased at the attention and the four salutes she received from crotch level, "Go swimming while I get some sun."

We all jumped into the water, thankful for the coolness that relieved the day's heat as well as calmed down our almost hard cocks. I was surprised at myself for having gotten so aroused at the sight of my Mom's almost naked body, but it was an enjoyable event.

As we all splashed around in the water, doing normal boy stuff after our sexual interlude, my Mom spread out a couple towels on the end of the dock and settled down to "get some sun," as she had said.

After awhile, Mom tossed me a padded iron weight that we used in swimming pools for dive and retrieve games. She suggested that all of us play a game of finding this weight in the lake waters.

At this time she was lying on her stomach, arms folded on some padding the other towels provided and watching us. I noticed that same little grin on her face that she had had when we all started removing our clothes on the dock, but I thought no more about it and went back taking turns diving to the bottom for the weight.

After one of my turns, my mother called me over to the dock's edge.

"Having fun?" she asked, that husky voice sounding again, this time almost as if she was out of breath, "I love watching you boys play."

"Yea, I love swimming." I replied. I noticed her eyes were focused on my other three friends as she talked with me. I turned and looked in the same direction my mother was looking and immediately thought I knew why she had suggested the diving game.

Each time one of us began our descent to the bottom to fetch the weight, our naked butts would break the surface of the water, flashing our little assholes and our balls right in the direction of my Mom's gaze.

"You like swimming that way?" she asked, her voice seeming to come in short gasps, an almost naughty smile on her lips, "You like being naked?"

"Yea, it feels good, Mom." I said and at that moment I figured out what she was doing. I was shocked and at the same time I was so turned on my cock immediately came back to attention. It should have been so obvious to me when I had first approached her position on the dock, but I had not noticed it until now. Her chin was resting on only one arm; the other arm was stretched along her side and under her tummy. Her butt was slowly and ever so slightly rising up and down. Wow, my mother was masturbating right there on the dock, in full view of four naked boys.

"You go play some more, honey," she said, "dive underwater more for me."

What I had discovered was so neat that I had to share it with Andy, so I floated up along his side and said, "Don't look now, but my Mom is playing with it, playing with her pussy right there in front of us."

"Nah!" Andy replied.

"Really, look over there in a minute after I move away." I said back.

As I paddled away from Andy he turned slowly around, bobbing up and down under the surface of the water as if he was playing, but taking a look at my mother each time his head came up. After a few times doing this he looked over at me and shook his head up and down, indicating that "yes" he saw it. A huge horny smile was on Andy's face and from the look of things, he was stroking his cock again under the water.

Soon after my discovery my Mom raised up and stretched, then jumped into the water with us.

Andy, being ever so brave yelled out from across the water, "Hey, Mrs. Smith, why don't you swim like we are swimming?"

I almost choked, holding back an underwater giggle. My best friend Andy has just essentially asked my mother to strip.

"That's okay, Andy; it probably would not be a good idea if I got naked in front of you boys, but thank you for the suggestion." Mom replied.

At the exact time my Mom had said the word "Naked" you could almost hear the boink, boink, boink, boink of four young cocks growing hard again.

After about 30 minutes in the water, Mom crawled out onto the dock again, four sets of horny eyes following her swimsuit bottom as she did. Then she announced, "It's starting to get late Jimmy and Billy, your mom will be here soon, better get dried off and dressed so that your mom does not know you were swimming naked." Boink, boink, boink, boink… Young guys are easily aroused.

Andy and I followed the twins out of the water. My cock was still a little hard and I was a little bit ashamed that my mother saw it, but of course Andy's dick was as stiff as a tree branch and he had no shame and proudly displayed it to all.

Soon the twin's mother arrived, gathered them up and headed out of the valley as the sun set on a very wonderful and surprising day. A day that was going to later end up even more surprising than I could imagine.

Tent, Flashlight, and Old Faithful

After the twins left, we all went into the cottage to shower the lake water off our skin and to eat. After a swim I was always starved and this time was no exception, except that this time I was horny as hell on top of it and I had stroked my dick almost raw in the shower. Mom's bikini bottoms had conveniently been hung on the shower rod to dry and I stared at them, jacking off remembering the nice views provided by the thin white material, but in that position, standing in the shower I could not cum. Damn.

Andy and I had changed into some shorts and aside from our flip-flops, that was all both of us boys were wearing. As we sat on the floor in front of the television, which did not work very well in the cottage's location, but provided background noise nonetheless, we were playing a game of Monopoly. I noticed Andy's balls hanging out the leg of his loose-fitting shorts as he counted out money for Park Place. Shameless! Okay, my attire was the same and I realized my privates were open to public viewing as well. Guilty.

After what seemed like ages, I heard my mother's bedroom door open and her footsteps coming down the short hallway to the living room.

"Are you hungry, boys?" Mom asked.

"Yes!" both Andy and I chimed at the same time. Then, we looked up to be treated with yet another surprising and pleasing sight.

I understood immediately why it had taken my mother so long in the shower and bedroom because she was a knockout. Her hair was brushed out, flowing all the way to the top of her ass. She had applied make-up, her lips a lusty red. She smelled wonderful, like lavender. But best of all was what she was wearing.

Standing above us, Andy and I were treated to the best example of VPL's (Visible Pussy Lips) known to man. Inches from our faces, the front of mom's white hip-hugger pants were pulled tightly into her crotch, the outline of her lips so clear it was as if she were wearing nothing. Above she was wearing a matching halter top, low cut with her ample breasts rising above material, nipples erect and visible, inviting stares.

The best part of what we saw became immediately apparent to both of us upon closer inspection. She was not wearing panties. Now this was new for me. I was used to the panty lines on most girls and women, and there were none to be seen here. Even the dark shadow of her pubic hair could be seen through the opaque material.

"Okay boys," she giggled, our stares obviously noticed by her, "I'll cook up something to eat." As I looked up beyond her crotch that had grabbed my attention, I noticed she was gazing at MY crotch, a sexy smile on her beautiful lips.

About here I should clarify a couple things. It may seem that a young boy like myself, and like Andy for that matter should be interested in young girls, girls our age. But my mother was young, only just turning 27 as she had had me at the early age of 17. This made her as young as many of the girls in the magazines that Andy and I used for jacking off. Also, she was an extremely beautiful "girl", her long black hair, tight body, smooth light brown skin all made her nearly movie star quality. So yes, my mother turned me on, turned on my friends, and drew glances from every male that came within eyesight of her. Now, on with the story:

As Mom walked away, heading into the kitchen area that adjoined the cottages small living room, we were struck with yet another sexy sight of her tight full butt, again appearing almost naked in the hip hugger pants. Even greater was that the pants were so low on her hips that the top of the crack of her ass showed.

Andy looked back at me and mouthed, "Wow!"

"Yea, groovy." I said, adjusting my hard cock into a more comfortable position. I had just started using the words "groovy", "right-on" and other popular teenage idioms recently as I strived to act more grown. As Andy stared at my mom's ass while she worked in the kitchen, I purchased another railroad.

Out in the country, with limited television to keep our attention, bedtime was usually early. This evening was no exception and Andy and I both were worn out from all the day's activities.

"I'm going to bed, boys." my mother stated, standing up from the couch where she had been reclining, watching my favorite TV show, Laugh-In. Did I tell you I liked Goldie Hawn?

It was about 9:00 and Andy and I decided to head to bed also. "Night Mom." I said, getting up off the floor where I had been lying, "Thanks for a great day." I added, and I meant it.

The cottage had only two bedrooms, and when Andy stayed the weekends with us we both slept in one room on a large bed together. But it was more than a bed to us. We had taken a piece of narrow rope, tied to the foot of the bed frame in the middle, and stretched it under the sheet to the top of the headboard. This created a pup tent for us to sleep under and added some adventure to our nights. Sometimes we would pretend we were in enemy territory, and would plan our counter-attacks quietly under the "cover" our tent provided. But most times we just jacked off.

We had been bombarded throughout the day with sexual feels and sights. From Lisa's pretty little panties, our swimming naked, Mom masturbating on the dock to the icing on the cake of Mom dressing so erotically in the evening. Now, even as tired as we were Andy and I were wound pretty tight.

I turned out the light in the hallway and glanced at the crack under my mom's bedroom door noticing that her light was already off. Entering our bedroom I pulled the door shut and saw that Andy was already under the tent, the light from a flashlight making swirls around the sheet as he got comfortable.

I dropped off my shorts, cock already semi-hard and slipped under the tent to join my best friend. I giggled when I noticed that Andy had already brought a roll of toilet paper from the bathroom to prepare for the mess soon to come.

Lying on our backs, we both slowly started stroking our dicks, thinking of the day's events.

"Your mom is cool." Andy said, massaging his balls with one hand. "What an outfit she was wearing. Wow, you could see her butt, and her pussy showed."

"Yeah. Nice, huh?" I agreed, my masturbation technique matching Andy's, hand massaging my balls. I knew Andy's recounting of the day's events were helping him get even hornier. It was working for me anyway.

"Lisa's little pussy was so cute, I wish I could see more of that." I added to the list of memories as my cock danced in my hand.

"I liked those panties she had on, easy to see things." Andy added, stroking faster now.

Maybe it was the flashlight, maybe our intense focus on our sexual replays, but neither Andy nor I noticed that the room outside our tent had gotten a little bit brighter. And neither of us had heard the door open!

"Hi guys, what'cha doing in there?" My mother giggled, her voice sounding sweet and young like a little high school girl.

"Shit!" I said before I could control the cursing in front of my mother. Andy and I immediately covered our cocks with both hands and froze, looking at my mother's eyes peering through a crack in the "tent" by the headboard.

Mom reached over and untied the knot on the string at the top and the sheet fluttered down covering Andy and I. We had no idea what to do or say. I had never been caught jacking off, and especially not naked in bed with my best friend doing it too. Damn, I thought she was asleep. Andy just stared at the bulge in the sheet that his hands and dick made. What now?

"Having fun?" Mom giggled again. Something was different in her speech. She sounded playful and childish. Horny.

We both remained stiff as a board, not our dicks, which had shriveled up to nothing, but our bodies, unsure what to make of this.

I finally got the nerve to look at my mother, instead of staring at my feet, and noticed she was wearing her thin silk robe, tied at the waist. Even in my scared state of mind I thought how pretty she looked. There was an unusual quality about how she stood there by the bed, almost like a little girl, hands on her hips, grinning from ear to ear.

"Sorry." I said. Nothing else came to mind.

"Yea, Sorry." Andy added.

With this she started laughing hard, plopped down on the bed next to me and even bounced a couple times.

"Oh guys, you don't have to say sorry because you were enjoying yourselves." she giggled, using the word "guys" as if she were talking to her classmates. "What you are doing is so natural and healthy, why would you be sorry or scared that you make your body feel good?" she added.

Andy and I remained speechless.

"Listen," she continued, placing her hand on my thigh and turning to face me, crossing her legs so that the robe opened slightly and slipped off of her leg, "stop being nervous. You can have all the fun you want, and I know it's lots of fun, because I do it also."

Before I could stop the words I said, "I know." Oops, damn mouth of mine.

Andy giggled and pulled the sheet over his face, exposing his tent pole. My friend could remain horny and stiff during a tornado!

My mom did not miss it either, and glancing for a second towards Andy's crotch she said, "Nice." and then her eyes focused on me again, "So, you caught that today did you, you naughty guy?" Again her voice was taking on that husky sound, yet remaining girlish. Her hand on my thigh squeezed gently.

I did not know if I should admit what I had seen her doing on the dock or deny it. Before I could decide she continued, "I really enjoyed watching all you naked guys in the water, especially when you were diving underwater, nice view. I guess I just got carried away a little and it was so comfortable and I just had to touch myself."

"Yea." Andy added from under the sheet, still giggling. Sheesh!

"Ted, do you think the twins saw it? I hope not, I can trust you and Andy I know, but I don't want the other guys knowing what I did." she added, not really sounding that convincing that she really cared. In fact she sounded excited at the idea she had been seen with her hand in her panties.

Now I was nervous and embarrassed but I still could notice that she now was calling me Ted, and referred to Andy and me as guys, not Teddy or boys. I also noticed that this talk about her lakeside masturbation was making me a little excited. I fought hard to keep my cock from following Andy's lead but between her talk and her hand massaging my thigh, I was losing the battle.

"I had a climax, did you know that? Right there in the sun, with you guys all swimming naked in front of me." She continued, her voice almost a whisper, "It was dreamy."

"Really?" Andy piped in, head coming out from under the sheets finally, his hand moving slowly under the cover.

"So, what do you think about when you are masturbating Ted, Andy?" She changed the subject so fast I nearly stripped a gear, "What makes your nice cocks hard?"

Wow! She said, "cock." I did not know what to think of that, but my cock knew and jumped up another notch towards full staff. My mother glanced down at my crotch and saw the small rise in the sheets. "Hmm, something likes our talk." she said, squeezing my thigh, "So tell me, what do you think about when you jack off?"

"Stuff." was all I could say. I was still trying hard not to get hard and did she just say "jack off"?

"Stuff like what? Maybe like little white panties with cute blue dots?" Mom said a smirk on her face.

Now how did she know that? I started to answer "Yea, like that sometimes, but how…"

"Now my little horny guy, you think I did not notice your looking at Lisa's panties this morning? When she was sitting on the floor you could not take your eyes off her crotch, and at lunch, you dropped your fork three times so that you could look up her dress while you picked it up." Mom said, obviously pleased with herself and her investigative work.

"Well maybe…" I started to reply then decided that it was no use defending myself. And it was starting to be very clear my mother was getting excited too as her other hand was tucked between her still crossed legs, squeezing lightly.

"When you were in the woods, did you try to get her to pull them down?" she asked.

"No Mom, but we looked at them a lot." Oh, damn, I could not believe I just said that!

"So you like looking at little girls' panties huh?" she replied, her voice playful and sexy.

"Yes, we like panties." Andy replied for me this time. His hand was working his dick harder now under the sheets.

"You like all panties, Andy?" She said, looking at the bouncing sheet covering Andy.

"Yes M'am." he replied, "Lots."

"Well, I have something to show you, my little horny men." saying this as she relaxed her grip on my leg and stood up beside my edge of the bed.

"Honey, its okay for you to play with your dick like Andy is. I would like that, I want to see you do that." my mother said, panting slightly "Play with it while I show you guys something I just got."

Oh well, nature, aka my COCK, took over and I started stroking it under the sheet. It jumped to a fully rigid condition immediately as I knew what was about to happen.

"First, before I show you, we have to get rid of this!" she said, grabbing the sheet, and in one quick flick of her wrist she pulled it down our legs to the foot of the bed. Startled, Andy and I both nearly jumped off the bed. Now our cocks, hands pumping rapidly, were in full view of my Mom.

"Better, nice, and so hard," my mother grinned. Then standing right next to my side of the bed, her legs leaning against the mattress, she pulled her robe open in front. She had left the belt in place so that her breasts remained covered.

Right there, only inches from my face were the smallest panties I had ever seen. They were black, and fishnet. I could see everything! I could see the top of her pussy lips through the netting. And I could see that she did not have any pubic hair.

"Wow," I said, stroking my dick so hard I about ripped it off from the roots, "but you had hair." I added, questioning.

"Yea, Mrs. Smith, you had hair earlier, we saw it in your pants." Andy added, his hand moving at the speed of light.

"I shaved it tonight, for you guys." she giggled, "I know you like little girls' pussies, and so I wanted mine to look like a little girl."

With that she put her thumbs in the top band of the panty and pulled it down just enough that we could see her smooth pubic mound. "You like the way it looks?" she added.

That was it, I felt my ass tingle, my balls tighten and my cock throb and then, a stream of sticky cum shot into the air, landing on my hand, balls and stomach. Wow! I was so amazed at the feeling and the sight of my first real liquid cum that I had completely forgotten about my mother's pussy.

"Far Out!" Andy said, seeing my cum gushing, "You finally did it Teddy, cool!"

"What do you mean 'finally did it' Andy?" my mom questioned, "Oh, you mean that is the first time you shot your sperm, my darling?" she said, looking at my cock.

"Yea, oh yea, man." I panted, then I was speechless after that.

"Your turn Andy." my Mom said, moving around to his side of the bed, "Let me see you cum."

"Better stand back." I managed to say between my attempts to get my breath back.

My mother moved close to Andy's face, spread her legs a little and pulled the top of her panties down again for him.

"God, that is cool." Andy said, his hand pounding his cock so hard the bed was bouncing. His other hand massaged his balls roughly.

"Cum my little man, shoot all your cum for me." My mother said, her voice shaking.

I realized she was rubbing the top of her pussy with one finger as she stared at Andy's dick, waiting for the eruption.

"Here it goes!" Andy cried out. Then fountains of cum began to shoot out within the bedroom. One glob landed right on my chin, another hit my mother's robe, another splashed onto my leg, and finally even Andy received a cum bath.

"Oh my, that was so much." My mom said, surprised.

"I warned you to stand back, Mom." I giggled, "You just met Mr. Old Faithful."

Mom helped us both clean up, and I found myself enjoying the warm wash cloth bath my crotch got. I think Andy actually got hard again while she was bathing him. She had closed her robe and the viewing window to her pretty pussy was closed for the night, but my memory of that view will never leave my mind's eye.

After kissing us both on the lips, another experience I did not expect, my mother headed to her room to sleep, or masturbate and then sleep I suspected.

Andy and I fell instantly asleep after she had closed the door - with a grin on both our faces. What a night.

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