Subject:     A Collection of My Fantasy Stories
Story Codes: MF Mf incest father daughter
Author:      <name and address withheld by request>
Posted:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary
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I recently discovered your collection at asstr-mirror.org   When I explored further, I 
found one of my stories in your collection of favorite erotic family stories: 
Family Vacation.  I am not sure where you found it as I posted it at a couple of 
different sites, but since you have correctly credited it to me, I have no 
problem with your posting it at yours.  In fact, I am flattered and honored to 
be among the other very good writers you have there. I would love it if you 
reposted my stories.  If you can, please do.

I have a few other stories I am very proud of including "First Night of the 
Rest of My Life" and "Just Another Sunday Afternoon at Our House" which I would 
be flattered to have you post.  If you decide to use them, I will again be 
flattered.  If not, no offense taken at all.

Best wishes!
Kelley (Lohengren99)


Table of Contents
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   Chapter 1 - First Night of the Rest of My Life
   Chapter 2 - Just Another Sunday Afternoon
   Chapter 3 - Laura Learns the Law
   Chapter 4 - Like Father, Like Son
   Chapter 5 - Melissa and Her Loving Sons
   Chapter 6 - Mom and I
   Chapter 7 - Soccer Moms
   Chapter 8 - The Anniversary Party
   Chapter 9 - Watching Chick Flix


Chapter 1 - First Night of the Rest of My Life
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The arrival of my 50th birthday loomed like a dark cloud on the horizon. 
Milestones like that lend themselves to introspection and self-evaluation. My 
life was good, for the most part. I was a successful real estate agent. I had a 
wonderful and thoughtful son, Brent, who was 28 and lived nearby. I had been 
married for almost 30 years. Oops. It was at this point that my evaluation of my 
"good" life ground to a halt.

My marriage of almost 30 years wasn't anything I wanted it to be. It had started 
as new, exciting, and passionate, but moved quickly into thinly cloaked 
indifference and on into open hostility. My husband, Calvin, since my 40th 
birthday had taken to introducing me as his "old wife" and making jokes about 
being married to an "old woman". At first I found it mildly amusing, but as time 
went on it became tiresome. After I tried to explain to him that his "jokes" 
were no longer funny, but hurtful instead, he only doubled his efforts. His 
drinking made it worse. The emotional distance between us grew and the physical 
gap between us followed.

I worked hard to stay slim and shapely. I had managed to keep my weight at about 
135. True, my blonde hair was kept that way with help out of a box but my 
breasts and ass stayed firm without surgical help or silicone. I still was able 
to get the appreciative eye of most men that I dealt with. But Cal loved to 
point out my physical imperfections and made cow sounds when he saw me naked.

Cal, on the other hand, found his primary exercise in doing "12 oz. curls" night 
after night in the recliner. His weight had ballooned to over 260 pounds, as he 
seemed hell-bent on being elected for a heart attack. I found him physically 
repulsive and emotionally abusive.

So, why stay married, you are probably asking yourself? Good question. It was 
the advent of the aforementioned 50th birthday that made me ask it myself. I 
couldn't come up with a single good reason. I suppose it was the fear of being 
alone for the first time in my life that kept me from making an appointment with 
a lawyer. I had gone from being my parent's daughter, to Cal's wife, to Brent's 
mom, to where I was now and had never been alone. I was waiting for some sort of 
sign or impetus to push me over the edge I guess. Life is funny. You never know 
where such signs come from.

A few days before my big five-o, I got a call from Brent. 

"Hi mom. How's my best girl?" He had asked. 

His voice was always a pick-me-up. He was so unlike his father. Brent was 
thoughtful, kind, respectful where his father was, well, where his father simply 
was none of those. And he was good-looking and in great shape. He had been 
married once before but his wife had not appreciated his gentle nature, nor had 
she respected his drug free life style. Their marriage ended in divorce when she 
ran off with an unsavory character with lots of tattoos. Fortunately, there had 
not been any children involved. Brent had thrown himself into his work as 
personnel manager for a manufacturing plant. I knew he dated but was sure there 
was no one "special" in his life at the moment.

"I'm doing ok, honey" I replied, but apparently I wasn't convincing.

"What's the problem, mom?"

"Nothing new. Your father is being an asshole and I am about to be over the hill 
so far I can no longer see the top."

"Forget dad, that's nothing new for him. And as far as being over the hill goes, 
forget that too. You are successful, you make a ton of money, and you are still 
quite the babe I might add."

Brent was always quick to compliment me and boast my ego. It made me feel good 
because I knew it was sincere and not just empty words.

"Mom, let's go out for dinner on your birthday. Dad can go with us if he wants 
or he can just sit and watch TV at home. Who cares? If it's just me and you that 
might even be more fun."

"You sure? You really want a date with an old woman like me?"

"Mom, in response to that, let me say this… Susan Sarandon… Joan Collins… Meryl 
Streep… Linda Carter…" and I think he would have gone on naming beautiful women 
over the age of 50 if I hadn't said,

"OK, OK, I get the picture. Thank you for making my day. I love you baby."

"I love you too, mom. It's settled then. I'll pick you up at 7 Friday night for 
your birthday bash."

Friday afternoon rolled around. Cal had made it clear that he had no intention 
of going out with our son and me. After all, "his" NBA team had a big game that 
night. Every game was a "big" game and apparently they had no chance of winning 
if Cal wasn't glued to the TV, beer in hand, to watch them.

About 4, I decided to treat myself to a nice long bath, something I hadn't done 
for a long time. As the tub filled, I added foaming bath oil. I put my hair up 
in a towel and lowered my bare butt into the hot water. The water made me flinch 
as my butt and then pussy were lowered into it. It sent that delicious 
contradictory cold chill through me. My nipples became as hard as if I was 
standing naked in the cold instead of being engulfed in almost scalding water. 
It was a wonderful feeling.

I lay back in the tub, almost floating. My breasts felt light in the water. The 
warmth of the water warmed my insides. My clit became sensitive. The bath oil 
had not only created a blanket of bubbles, it had made the water silky. I let my 
hands run up and down my arms, enjoying the softness of my own skin. My palms 
glided over my breasts, my nipples tingling as they did so. That tingle went 
straight to my clit and once again I shivered. One hand remained on my breast, 
lightly pinching my nipple. My other hand slid across my tummy. My thighs parted 
almost automatically. It had been months since I had had sex with Cal and years 
since I had actually enjoyed it with him Now, my pussy was aroused like it 
hadn't been since I don't know when.

My finger found my clit. I moaned lightly I'm sure. I began to run my fingertip 
around my aroused button lightly. I gently pulled at my nipples. My finger 
dipped into my pussy. I slowly let it slide in, letting every nerve tingle as it 
did so. It was such a exquisite sensation. Each nerve impulse sent a wave of 
pleasure through me. Each new nerve that was touched by my finger only served to 
make it more intense. Finally my finger was planted deep inside my pussy and my 
thumb rested on my clit. I breathed deep, basking in the sensations. And then I 
let my hand begin to move. I finger fucked myself. The bubbles were displaced 
and I could see myself through the water.

My breasts were full, round, and soft. My nipples were hard and erect. My finger 
disappeared into my trimmed pubic hair, my mound swallowing it up. I closed my 
eyes. I bit my lower lip. My hips worked in tandem with my fingers. As my finger 
thrust into my pussy, my hips rose to meet it. I added a second finger and it 
magically doubled the pleasure I was feeling. Faster and faster I fucked myself.

I felt my orgasm begin to build, that indefinable thrill that seems to start in 
an unidentifiable place. The pleasure began to focus on my pussy. The pleasure 
was like an ever-tightening circle. I knew what would happen when the circle 
enclosed around my pussy. And then it did happen. I held my breath. I came. Oh, 
god, how I came. For the first time in months I had a real orgasm, a breath 
taking orgasm, a pussy shattering orgasm. I worked my fingers and thumb to hold 
myself as high as possible for as long as possible.

I laid there with my cheek resting on my shoulder as I returned to reality. My 
nipples were still throbbing as was my pussy. I shuddered as I withdrew my 
fingers from my pussy. 

The rest of my bath time wasn't really as nice.

I was in the bedroom, trying to decide what to wear out to dinner with Brent. I 
had put out a couple of nice, but very different, dresses. One, black with 
silver sequins, split from the ankle to mid thigh and a low neck line. I loved 
the dress but wondered it was appropriate for dinner with my son. The other was 
a much more conservative dress: pastel yellow, high neck line, looser fitting, 
mid calf length, much more "mom-like". 

I was trying to decide when Cal stepped into the room, smelling of beer already, 
and said, "Better wear the yellow. There is nothing sadder than an old fat woman 
trying to look dress like a sexy kid."

That settled it. The black dress it was. 

I stood and surveyed myself in the mirror. I had put my hair up with little 
curls hanging around my face. The black dress flowed and poured down my womanly 
curves. My cleavage was alluring but not overflowing. . I put on a string of 
pearls and they settled lightly across the swell of my breasts. A pair of black 
heels raised my height to 5'8" and shaped my calves nicely. A dab or two of 
"Taboo" behind on the sides of my neck and I was ready.

I was giddy. It had been years since I felt like I was going out on a date. Then 
it hit me. I was going out to dinner with my son. This wasn't a date at all. 
Suddenly I felt silly. I was getting all "dolled-up" to go to dinner with my son 
for my 50th birthday. Who was I fooling? The afterglow of the orgasm must have 
clouded my thinking. I looked at the woman in the mirror. Was I really just an 
old woman trying to dress like a kid? I glanced over at the conservative yellow 
ensemble on the bed. Again I was torn.

The doorbell rang. I heard the usual grunts of acknowledgement exchanged between 
Brent and his dad. Then Cal's voice grumbled up the steps in a mocking tone. 
"Lorraine, your date is here."

Fuck you, Cal, I thought. I looked at the yellow outfit laying there, also 
mocking me. Fuck you, too, I thought as I left the room.

Brent was standing at the foot of the steps as I came down. He was dressed in a 
navy blue sport coat, beige pants, white shirt, and red tie. He looked very 
sophisticated and grown up. Of course he looked grown up; he was 28 years old. 
He wore his hair a little on the long side compared to the way many young men 
wore theirs these days. I liked it. It fell naturally across his forehead and 
seemed to make his green eyes come alive. He was a stark contrast to his father 
next to him. Brent dressed nicely, standing proudly straight, his firm form 
apparent under his fashionable clothes. Cal in old running shorts, a ragged 
dirty t-shirt, grossly over weight, unshaven, a beer in his hand.

Brent's smile spread as he saw me. "Wow, mom, you look beautiful" he whispered.

"Lorraine, you look like a streetwalker" Cal said out loud.

Brent spoke right up. "Mom, you look great. Dad, cut her some slack, huh?"

Cal grunted something unintelligible and shuffled off, disappearing into the 
living room to watch the "big game" to ensure his team won. I prayed they would 
lose.

Brent stepped up to me and took me in his arms. "Don't listen to him for one 
minute, not even for one second… Mom, you are stunning." He hugged me and kissed 
me on the cheek. I loved the warmth of his compliment and the warmth of his 
embrace. A shiver went through me, the last aftershock of my earlier orgasm I 
supposed, though its timing was odd. Brent felt me shiver. "Are you cold?" I 
smiled and hugged him back. "Nope, let's go."

We drove across town. He hadn't told me where we were going and I didn't care. 
We chatted and rattled on about his work, recent sales I had made, the various 
ups and downs in the lives of various relatives. We chatted about everything and 
talked about nothing. We chatted like friends that liked each other. It was 
wonderful and refreshing. I loved Brent and respected him for who he was, and 
the man he had become. We freely touched each other's hands and arms as we 
chatted, the physical contact being natural, warm, and sincere.

We got to the restaurant and turned the car over to the valet to park. Brent had 
brought me to the fanciest, nicest restaurant in town. Henri's was the pride of 
the best hotel in our city. Rather than being a ground level restaurant, it was 
high on top of the building, offering a princely view of the surrounding 
downtown skyline. I hooked my hands around Brent's arm as we walked up the 
entryway. My breast was resting on his arm as he put his hand over mine. As we 
walked into the building, I noticed that a number of men were looking at us. 
They would look at Brent, and then at me, then back to Brent. A couple of them 
gave him a knowing smile. It occurred to me that all they saw was a young man 
with an older woman on his arm. From their looks, they saw an attractive older 
woman on the young man's arm. It made me feel good. I hugged Brent's arm 
tighter. I felt my breast rub the top of his fingers. That felt good too.

Brent had reserved a table for us by the window. The restaurant was dimly lit; 
candles on every table gave a romantic air of privacy to the room. A four-piece 
dance combo was playing softly on the other side of the room, across the dance 
floor. It was early yet so no one was dancing. I told myself, my birthday would 
not be complete without spending some time on the dance floor with Brent.

The wine steward (there is a French name for him, but I can never think of it) 
came around. Brent ordered champagne for us.

"Be careful, my boy, champagne makes your mom do weird things" I whispered to 
him half joking.

"Is that a promise or a threat?" he replied taking my hands and bringing his 
face close to mine and pressing his forehead to mine. The intimacy of our 
closeness surprised me but in a pleasant way. This was turning into more of a 
date than I had hoped for. This man liked me, cared for me, and thought I was 
funny. The fact that "this man" was my son only made it more special.

The champagne came and Brent held his glass high. "To the most wonderful woman I 
know, who just gets better all the time." The sparkle in his eyes and the smile 
on his lips told me that he meant every word.

I heard "Hear, hear" from the next table. I looked over and saw two middle-aged 
businessmen raising their glasses to Brent's toast. I think I must have blushed. 
Brent beamed. One of the men said, "Boy, if I had a lovely lady at my table, 
like you do, I would kiss her after such a toast." His friend agreed.

Brent looked at me, deep into my eyes. Maybe he was looking for something in my 
eyes that would say, "Come on, now, I'm your mother…" Maybe he was looking for 
something that would say "Please, come on, I am a woman…" All I know is at that 
moment as he gazed into my eyes and I searched his, I melted. Suddenly there was 
a tension, an anticipation that I had not felt for years. I felt my tongue 
involuntarily wet my lips. I saw Brent's eyes follow my tongue as it moved over 
my lips. Then his eyes met mine again. No more than a few seconds could have 
elapsed but it seemed time stood still.

Then he leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. My hand came up behind his 
head and pulled his lips tightly to mine. My lips parted and his tongue was in 
my mouth; slowly and lovingly dancing with mine. I felt my heart race. He put 
his hand around my shoulder and pulled my breasts tightly to his chest. My 
breathing quickened and I became light headed. We broke our kiss.

"Atta, boy!" the men at the next table cheered and then went back to their meal.

Brent looked at me with eyes wide as saucers. He whispered breathlessly,

"Wow… I mean… mom, I didn't want them to think I was… I mean… I didn't want them 
to think you were… wow…"

I'm sure that my cheeks had a flush to them they hadn't felt in years. I felt 
like a woman. An attractive, desired, wanted woman.

"It's ok, baby. Tonight I am your date. No one here knows us. They just see two 
happy people enjoying a night out together. I am fine with that." All the while 
I was stroking his hand. "Besides, that was about the best kiss I have had in… 
well… maybe ever had"

Brent smiled a big grin. "You mean it?"

"Of course I do, baby. That curled my toes."

"Well, I don't know about curling my toes, but it sure straightened my…" he 
stopped suddenly as he realized what he was about to say and to whom he was 
about it say it. He blushed a deep red.

"It's ok, darling. I'm glad to see I still have some fire left in me"

We drank our champagne and ordered our meals. Though we hardly paid any 
attention to anything other than each other. To this day I can't tell you what I 
ordered or ate but I can tell you the thrill that went through me when I felt 
Brent's foot nudge mine under the table. He wanted to play footsie with me. I 
was happy to oblige. I slipped my foot out of my shoe and ran it up his shin. 
His eyes grew wide but he was cool. I felt his sock covered foot brush the 
inside of my calf and run up and down my calf a couple of times. Without being 
aware of it, my legs parted a little. My toes were drawing little circles on the 
inside of his knees. He was looking intently at me.

This game took much longer than it sounds. We were slow; cautious. I don't think 
either of really knew how far it would go or even how far we wanted it to go. 
But as the saying goes, "Getting there is half the fun"

By the time dessert came, I knew my pussy was wet. Brent had run his toes up as 
far as the middle of my thigh which was as high as my long dress would allow 
without me adjusting it. I had caressed the inside of his thigh with my stocking 
covered foot, which was all the higher I could reach, again because of my long 
dress. It clearly appeared that the ball was in my court as to what would happen 
next.

I looked long and hard at my son. His eyes were filled with excitement, lust, 
hunger, but also love. I had been deprived too long. I had been put down too 
many times. It was my birthday, by god, and I was going to enjoy myself. A 
cliché came to mind, but it really was the first day of the rest of my life.

I raised my ass off the seat cushion and adjusted my dress just enough. I 
scooted forward to the edge of the chair, reached under the tablecloth, and took 
Brent's foot in my hand. I parted my thighs. I pressed his foot to my 
panty-covered pussy. 

This time, instead of his eyes growing wide, he smiled a suave little smile. He 
wiggled his toes. That made me inhale slowly and close my eyes. When I opened my 
eyes, he was looking at my chest. I looked down. My nipples were hard pebbles 
under my dress. I know I blushed but I didn't care. I felt him remove his foot 
from my crotch. I raised my eyebrows in question. He made a quick gesture with 
his head and I knew what he wanted. I raised my foot and felt him take it in his 
hand and pull gently. I wiggled forward just a bit more and then felt my foot 
come to rest on a bar of iron. Of course, it wasn't a bar of iron. It was his 
cock. I could feel its heat radiating through his pants. I felt it throb under 
my foot. I ran my toes up and down its length, estimating it to be about 7 or 8 
inches long. I dropped my toes slightly and found his balls between his thighs. 
I lightly caressed them, feeling them roll under my toes. It was his turn to 
close his eyes and simply enjoy.

The dance combo was playing a slow ballad. Couples were on the dance floor, 
swaying to the music. I cleared my throat, which caught Brent's attention and 
brought him partially back to earth.

"Maybe you should ask your date if she would like to dance."

"Huh? Oh, sure, ma….uhm… Lorraine" there was a question in his voice as to what 
he should call me.

The way he said my name sent a lovely flutter through my insides and I smiled. 
"Yes, darling, say it again."

Emboldened by my response, he said "Lorraine, my love, would like to dance?"

He stood. I could clearly see the outline of his hard cock. He came and stood by 
me, a little closer than necessary and it put his cock only inches from my face. 
I longed to reach out and caress it, to expose it, to take it into my mouth. I 
looked up at him and smiled. I leaned forward slightly, knowing that it would 
open the front of my dress and give him a wonderful view of my breasts. He 
offered me his hand, which I took. I rose, my dress falling back to its proper 
place.

Brent led me to the dance floor where we were no longer son and mother. We were 
man and woman. He took me in my arms and held me in a way I hadn't been held for 
years. His right hand rested in the small of my back. His left hand took mine. 
He pulled me closer as the music took over. I felt my breasts flatten against 
his firm chest. I felt the ridge of his cock pressed against my tummy and pussy 
mound. I pressed my hips forward to make intimate contact with him. I felt his 
right hand drop a little to the top of my ass. I looked up into his eyes.

"Mom, I…"

"Shhhhhhhh… darling," I put a finger to his lips. "There is no need to say 
anything. No need to explain. Relax. Enjoy."

I closed my eyes and laid my head on Brent's shoulder. I could feel his hand 
caressing the top of the curve of my butt. He cautiously pulled my hips even 
tighter to his. I willingly yielded to him. His cock throbbed, hard, aching, 
between us. I gently slid my hips sideways against him. From across the dance 
floor, it must have looked like a loving couple dancing romantically. We both 
knew that we were mother and son, no longer dancing exactly, but dry fucking to 
music.

As my pussy responded to his touch, his hardness, his desire, my clit became 
swollen and aroused. The pressure of his cock hit me at the right point. I 
ground my mound hard against him, trying to increase the pressure on my clit. I 
moaned softly. He instinctively knew my need. He shifted his weight a little and 
his thigh was suddenly between my thighs, my pussy able to grind on it. My son, 
my lover, held me tight to support my weight. His hand was now cupping my ass 
firmly. My nails were digging into his hand as we "danced" and my arousal grew. 
My eye lips were fluttering as my head lay on his shoulder. The music seemed to 
fade in the distance as my orgasm grew closer.

Brent was kissing my cheek softly. I heard him whisper in my ear, but a million 
miles away, "Cum for me, mom. I want to make you so happy. I love you, mom… 
Lorraine."

That took me over the edge. There on the dance floor, in the midst of a crowd, I 
had a powerful orgasm in my son's arms. Wave after wave of pleasure swept 
through me, radiating out from my throbbing pussy to my extremities and then 
returning to my pussy. I was moaning softly, biting my lip, grinding my mound on 
his leg, trying not to fall, and all the while hoping that the entire room 
wasn't staring at me. 

The room was spinning for me. I went limp in Brent's strong arms. I melted into 
his chest. I was softly gasping for breath. I knew my face and chest must be 
bright red from the exertion and exhilaration of my orgasm. I glanced around the 
room, my eyes still trying to refocus. No one seemed to be staring.

I looked up at him sheepishly. He smiled back at me and kissed me lightly on the 
lips.

"Could anyone tell? Does it show?" I asked him.

"No, mom, only to me. And I think you are beautiful."

We returned to the table. Instead of sitting across from me, he sat next to me. 
His hand felt so good, so right, on my thigh.

"Mom… holy shit… sorry… but holy shit… "

I smiled at his eloquence. I knew what he wanted to say, but couldn't find 
either the words or the courage to do so.

"Darling, you have brought me to the best restaurant in town for my birthday 
dinner. Maybe you should get a room at the best hotel in town for my birthday 
night."

He looked at me and shook his head. "I'll be right back… holy shit."

He left the restaurant to go to the front desk.

I looked around the room. The two businessmen that had toasted us earlier were 
still there. They noticed me, sitting alone now.

"Surely your date didn't abandon you, did he?"

"Don't be silly," I replied, suddenly feeling deliciously wicked. "He has gone 
to get us a room for the night" I said brazenly knowing that these men didn't 
know us and that they would never see us again.

"I hope to God that youngster knows how lucky he is tonight!" 

"Not yet, he doesn't, but he soon will" I smiled my most seductive smile. My 
tongue glided over my lips.

Both men squirmed in their seats. I was turning them on. A feeling of power came 
over me. I was desirable and desired. I was attractive and flirtatious. Years of 
put-downs and indifference were shed from my psyche like a snake sheds its skin. 
I felt new and alive.

Brent returned. The big grin on his face made it hard to decide which one of us 
was in the state of greatest anticipation. He approached the table and extended 
his hand gallantly. 

"Lorraine, would you like to go now?"

For the benefit of our two voyeuristic friends, I said, "No, darling, I would 
like to come now." I smiled at them as their mouths dropped open at my wanton 
behavior. They squirmed. They were still sitting gaped mouthed as we left the 
restaurant.

As the elevator doors closed, my son and I were in each other's arms; mine 
around his neck, his around my waist. My breasts were pressed tightly to his 
chest, my nipples hard and erect. Our lips were locked together. Our tongues 
played and explored each other's mouths. He hands were on my ass, pulling my 
mound to his aching cock, deep in need of relief. My love for him, and my lust 
for him took over. I dropped a hand from around his neck and let it go between 
our hips. His cock as a perfect fit in the palm of my hand. I rubbed it firmly. 
He gasped at my touch, even as my tongue wrestled with his. One of his hands 
left my ass and came up to cover one of my breasts. His fingers quickly found my 
nipple and he pinched it passionately. It was my turn to gasp. Had the elevator 
not stopped when it did, I know he would have had my breast out then and there, 
but it did stop.

He looked at the indicator and said, "This is our floor."

"Time to get off" I said and he smiled at my double entendre.

He took my hand and led me down the hall. The card key released the latch and we 
stepped into the dark room. Across the room, the curtains were open, revealing 
the broad panorama of the city skyline. I was drawn to it and crossed the room 
as he locked the door.

I was standing there letting every wonderful aspect of the night sink into my 
senses. I was like a woman reborn, seeing life and all its potentials once 
again. I felt Brent's arms go around me and then his hands cupped my breasts. He 
was kissing my neck, my shoulders, and nibbling on my ears. His hands came up to 
the strips of cloth that kept my dress on my shoulders. He began to pull them to 
the side. I made no effort to resist his touch or intention. I moaned softly to 
encourage him. The straps fell off my shoulders. He pushed them softly down. The 
soft material sent a tingle through me as it crossed over my nipples and they 
became even more sensitive as they were completely exposed to the coolness of 
the room. My dress fell and pooled around my feet. I stepped out of it. He went 
to his knees behind me. He took the top of my panty hose in his hands and gently 
pulled. They rolled down over my ass, down my thighs, passed my knees. I felt 
his hands on my ankles and it was then that I realized I still had my heels on. 
I put my hands on his shoulders to balance myself and stepped out of my shoes. 
He removed my panty hose and then mysteriously tapped my ankle. I looked down at 
him and he was holding my heels and had a shy smile on his face. I knew what he 
wanted and let him put my shoes back on my feet.

He stood back up. I turned to him. Every nerve in my body was alive with desire, 
lust, and love. Here I was, standing in front of my son in nothing but a pair of 
black silk panties and high heels. His eyes were darting about, looking at me, 
taking in every inch of my body. I took my thumbs and hooked them into the 
waistband of my panties. He held his breath in anticipation. I pushed them down 
leisurely, languidly, dreamily. My trimmed bush appeared. Once the waistband 
cleared my hips and ass, all I had to do was let go and let gravity take over. 
They fell around my ankles and I stepped out. I was now naked, in front of my 
son. He was barely breathing.

"It's my birthday" I said softly, seductively. "Do you like my birthday suit?"

"Oh god, mom." He mouthed.

"One of us is over dressed for this occasion, and it ain't me" I said, stepping 
up to him.

I pushed his coat off his shoulders and it fell to the floor. I undid his tie 
and flung it across the room. I undid the top button of his shirt and then 
pressed my lips to his neck. The next button allowed me access to the top of his 
chest. Each button gave me leave to kiss more and more of his chest. My lips 
found his small, but very hard nipples. I licked at them, kissed them, and let 
my teeth playfully pull at them. He pulled my face tight to his chest. The tail 
of his shirt was extracted from his pants and his shirt joined his coat on the 
floor..

My kisses dropped to his stomach as I dropped to his knees. My tongue explored 
his navel as his fingers ran through my hair. His stomach was firm and hard 
under my cheek. I reached down to untie his shoes and in doing so I let my face 
rub down the length of his hard cock. He moaned. I untied his shoes and he 
stepped out. I pulled down his sock and he stepped out. I straightened up in 
front of him, still on my knees. He looked down at me, his appreciation for my 
beauty and his lust for my body in his eyes. I reached out and took his belt in 
hand and deftly undid it. Feeling playful, I leaned forward, my breasts firmly 
against his thighs and found the tab of his zipper with my teeth. I had never 
done anything so bold or sensual before in my life. And now my son was the 
beneficiary of my new found life. I pulled it down and felt a rush of heat 
escape. I could feel his cock radiating heat. I could smell his maleness and 
paused to enjoy it. Once his zipper was down, I reached out and undid the snap 
of his dress pants. I took both his pants and his boxers and began to pull 
gently.

I kissed his stomach as it became exposed. The lower his pants dropped the lower 
I kissed my son. Soon, his pubic hair began to tickly my chin and then my nose. 
I extended the elastic band of his boxers to allow them to clear the long hard 
obstruction they had found.

Brent's cock sprang free. I pushed his pants and boxers to the floor and he 
stepped out of them. I hugged him tightly from my kneeling position. The hair on 
his thighs was coarse but warm on my hard nipples and soft breasts. His cock was 
only inches from my face. It was beautiful. A pearl of precum glistened at the 
head. I had to have it.

I took his cock in my hand. I milked it slowly, luxuriously. The bead of precum 
grew. I leaned forward and let my tongue claim it for my own. He winced at the 
sudden pleasure of my tongue on his cock. I continued to stroke him while I 
looked up into his eyes.

"There is no turning back now, you know" I told him.

"Why on earth would we want to?" he replied. 

I couldn't think of a single reason. 

I opened my mouth and took my son's cock into it. I could feel every ridge and 
vein throb as I engulfed him. I began to work my hand and mouth in tandem as his 
hips began to move. He was fucking me in the mouth and I loved it because I 
loved him, wanted him, needed him, and in all honesty, I was simply enjoying 
sucking his cock. I brought my hand up and cupped his balls, caressing them and 
gently rolling them in my palms. I imagined I was feeling his cum building up in 
them, waiting to explode into my mouth.

He put his hands on my head and slid his cock in and out of my mouth, back and 
forth through my hand, over my lips. He wasn't rough or demanding. He was 
passionate and loving.

Brent looked down through partly closed lids and said, "God, mom, you are so 
beautiful… so sexy with my cock in your mouth… I love your beautiful tits…"

It was my turn to wince a little. I generally don't like that word; tits. But I 
knew he was trying his best to compliment me and tell me how desirable I was to 
him so I forgave it easily in my mind. If my son wanted to love my tits, rather 
than loving my breasts, I could live with it.

His breathing rate increased and was shallower. I felt his balls begin to draw 
up and grow tight. I felt his cock head swell and harden even more. I knew he 
was getting very close. Then he thrust his hips forward and grabbed my head in 
his passion. He growled as I felt his cock swell and explode. I swallowed as 
stream after stream of his sperm crossed my tongue and cascaded down my throat. 
He shuddered as the last drops were expelled.

"I gotta sit down before I fall down" he panted, and he moved over to the bed 
and sat collapsed. Still on my knees, I crawled over to him and pulled myself up 
onto the bed next to him. He took me in his arms with more love, desire, 
passion, or respect than I had ever felt from anyone, bar no one, in my life.

His lips went to my tits. Yes, my tits. No longer my breasts, but my tits, 
objects of sexual desire. He devoured them. Kissing, licking, sucking, one to 
the other as if trying to decide which one offered the greatest pleasure to 
either of us. I could tell his cock was hard and eager to go again. It was 
throbbing on my leg.

It was time; time for me to put my passed life of neglect, insecurity, abuse, 
put-downs, insults, and indifference behind me. It was time for a new life to 
begin, a new start. It was time for my son to fuck me.

I parted my thighs and raised my knees. He raised himself up on his arms above 
me and looked down at me, his mother, his lover. He still had a slight trace of 
a question in his eyes. I looked deep into his eyes, down into his soul, and 
nodded almost imperceptibly. He raised his hips and shifted. I could feel the 
head of his cock exploring, looking for the entrance to my pussy. As his cock 
head moved our juices, his cum and my secretions mixed, became one. Then my 
labia parted enough and the head of his cock was at the entrance to my pussy. He 
pushed forward and the head was in me. We both stopped breathing. We both slowly 
pushed our hips forward and it was unclear whether he was entering me or whether 
I was engulfing him but after a few seconds of excruciating pleasure the head of 
his cock was being kissed by the tip of my cervix. We were one. Again. I say, 
again, because he and I had been one at his conception. He was mine. And now he 
was back in me; back in the same warm, wet, loving place he had come from 28 
years earlier.

I raised my hips and put my ankles around his muscular ass. I put my hands on 
his shoulder and hung on. I looked up into his eyes.

"Oh baby… oh my baby boy… my son… love me… make me yours… my darling Brent, fuck 
me… please… fuck me…" It was a plea for him to pleasure me as well as a plea for 
him to help me heal, to make me whole once again. He seemed to understand. And 
he fucked me. He fucked me so wonderfully and completely. His cock touched my 
secret places and stoked my forbidden fires. I could feel his balls bounce off 
my ass as he thrust deep into me. I could feel the swollen head of his cock 
expand my tunnel as he pulled out. I could feel his shaft thrill my clit as he 
returned inside. I could see his eyes focused on my tits, watching them sway and 
bounce as he fucked me. The concentration on his face was intense as if his 
every effort was directed at me, for me.

And then I felt it begin to build deep inside me. But this time it was not only 
building deep in my pussy to radiate out. It was building at my finger tips, my 
toes, and my tits to radiate in. This was unlike any orgasm I had ever 
experienced. The energy on my inside spread. The energy at my extremities 
contracted. Then they met. My eyes closed. I held my breath for a moment. I bit 
my lip for a moment. Then "oh god, yes, oh god, yes, oh god yes" came from my 
lips time and again as my orgasm shook me to the core. I could tell my pussy 
muscles were constricting and contracting around my son's cock. The added 
tightness resulted in added pleasure. I was released from my past. I was now a 
whole woman, a new person, free to love, free to give pleasure, and free to take 
pleasure.

The added tightness of my pussy on Brent's cock took him over the edge. He 
looked down into my still enraptured face, his eyes widening as his orgasm drew 
closer. 

"Yes, my darling, cum for me. Give me your precious cum. Fill me please. Let me 
please you baby" I assured him. He thrust and froze. Then he worked his cock in 
short tiny strokes as he moaned and tossed his head side to side. I could feel 
his cum, my son's cum, fill my pussy. I held him tight as he shook and shuddered 
in pleasure.

Then we lay still in each other's arms. After we had both regained our breath 
and the world stopped spinning around us, he raised his head from my breasts 
(once again objects of comfort and love) and said "Happy Birthday, mom"

I petted his hair. "Thank you darling. You have no idea what you have given me 
this night."

And that is the story of how my life was changed the night of my 50th birthday 
by my son. Oh, and by the way, I saw Cal twice after that; the next day when I 
went back to pack my things and again one time at the mall, months later. He was 
alone, probably 100 pounds over weight, still smelling of booze, and dressed 
like the homeless. He said he missed me. Do you know what I told him? "Fuck you, 
Cal."

THE END


Chapter 2 - Just Another Sunday Afternoon
=========================================

"That was a delicious dinner, Monica," my husband, Roger, complimented me.

"Yeah, mom, your fried chicken beats the colonel all to hell" my son, Rick, 
added and laughed.

"Mom, I'm gonna weigh 200 pounds if you keep feeding me like this" my daughter, 
Angie faux-complained. Since she weighed probably no more than 120, I didn't 
think she had much to worry about.

Amy, our other daughter, just rubbed her tummy and blew out her cheeks to show 
how full she was. I had to laugh at her funny expression.

I enjoyed cooking for my family. I enjoy doing things for my family and with my 
family. We all feel that too many families do not take time to enjoy each 
other's company or to find time for common interests.

"OK, OK," I said taking a mock bow from my chair at the table. "If you 
appreciate my cooking so much, why aren't you cleaning up the table for me."

The predictable groans came

"Ah, mom, can't we just get on with game time?"

"Yeah, we're ready for game time"

"Come on," Roger told them, "you know the rules"

The kids dutifully got up and cleared the table. Roger and I smiled at each 
other as we heard the kids playfully bickering in the kitchen as they rinsed 
dishes, loaded the dishwasher, and straightened up. We knew we were fortunate to 
have a family that got along so well. So many families we knew hardly spent 
anytime together, hardly spoke to each other in fact.

Roger and I were sitting in the family room, sharing the couch in a cuddle, when 
the three kids joined us there. I stopped to look at the three wonderful 
children our marriage had produced. We were so proud of our children.

Rick certainly took after his father. He was about 6' tall, probably around 200 
pounds, firm but not over muscled. He was 22 and a senior in engineering at the 
local university. His hair was sandy blonde, like his father's, but longer; 
almost a surfer boy look.

Amy looked more like me. She was about 5'6, with shoulder length brown hair. She 
was slender and firm. Like me she had 34C breasts. I knew this because I was 
forever finding my bras in her room after she had borrowed them. She was 20 and 
a sophomore in music performance at the university. She could play the flute 
like an angel can play harp. She had a smile that could brighten a room.

Angie was our youngest at 18. Roger often teased me about Amy being the 
milkman's kid. She was very petite; only about 5'2, flaming red hair, wore only 
an A-cup bra (which her sister teased her about unmercifully, but still 
lovingly), and freckles. She never went anywhere without her drivers license as 
she was always having to prove she was 18 and not just 13 or 14. She was getting 
ready to enter the university, having just graduated from high school as couple 
of months ago.

They all came to mock attention in front of us and saluted sharply. Obviously 
they had planned this in the kitchen.

Rick was their spokesman. "Sir, and ma'am, all present and accounted for, sir, 
and ma'am. The mess galley is ready for inspection"

"Alright, alright, enough already." I chided them. "I'm sure the kitchen is 
fine" I knew in my heart of hearts that later I would have to go in and do it 
right, but at least they had helped with the most of it.

"Game time?" Roger asked me.

I looked at him and smiled. I looked at the kids. Their eyes were bright with 
anticipation. "Sure" I said.

Roger looked at our three kids who were now standing relaxed in front of us.

"OK, Sunday afternoon game time. What shall we play today?"

Angie spoke right up. "We talked about it in the kitchen. We want to play "timed 
combinations."

The others nodded their head in agreement. Roger looked at me questioningly. 

I nodded also. That was one of our favorite games, so why not?

Amy said, "I'll get the box with the names in it."

Angie said, "I'll get the game box"

Rick said, "I guess I'll just sit down until they get the game stuff" and he 
plopped down in the recliner opposite his dad and me.

The two girls were back in the room almost immediately. Amy put the small box on 
the coffee table. Angie put the larger box of game equipment on the floor next 
to the coffee table. Amy sat down on her heals and Angie sat next to her 
cross-legged. "OK, let's review the basic rules, that way no one gets their 
feelings hurt. Game time is supposed to be fun time" Roger said.

"We roll a dice to see who draws first for their first partner. High roll goes 
first. If you draw your own name, you have to play solo for the first round. The 
two next highest rolls go next. That assures everyone plays. The timer will be 
set for ten minutes. When the timer goes off, round one is over and we draw for 
round two, and so on. Everyone agree and understand?"

It was almost comical to review these rules as we had played so many times that 
of course everyone knew the rules. I guess it was just part of the game time 
ritual we shared.

"As head of household and oldest, I claim right to draw first" Roger continued. 
He reached into the small box and got out a die. He shook it and tossed it onto 
the table. It came up a one. We all laughed. 

He hung his head in mock shame. "So much for the respect of the random throw…"

I took the die and rolled it. It came up a four. The die got passed. Rick threw 
a three. Amy and Angie both rolled fives and rolled a again. The second time Amy 
rolled a five and Angie came up with a two.

Amy bounced in excitement. Roger pushed the small box over in front of her. She 
was smiling and looking around at all of us as she reached into the and draw a 
well used piece of paper. She smiled big when she looked at it. "I drew Daddy as 
my first round partner." She showed us the paper. 

Roger smiled back at her. "Okie dokie, baby. We will show them how it's played."

Because Angie had rolled the tiebreaker with Amy, she drew next. She reached in 
and drew a piece of paper. She rolled her eyes and shook her head when she 
looked at it. "Damn it, I drew my own name!" We laughed. 

My four had given me the right to draw next. I knew that I would either draw 
Rick's name or possibly my own and have to play solo for the first round. I drew 
Rick's name.

"OK, get situated with your partners" Roger directed as the apparent game 
master.

He sat down on the floor next to Amy. Rick came and sat by me.

Angie, as the solo player, reached into the equipment box and found the timer we 
had used so many times. She set it to ten minutes and looked around the room. 
"Everybody ready?" We all nodded. "The first round is about to begin. GO!" and 
she started the timer.

Rick put his arm around me and pulled me tight to his muscular chest. My breasts 
immediately flattened to him as his arms encircled me. His lips met mine and our 
lips parted. His tongue was in my mouth. Mine met his and they wrestled. I could 
feel his hand caressing my back as we frenched there on the couch. He hand 
dropped to my ass and lovingly squeezed it. I moaned softly into his mouth. I 
loved the feel of my son's hands on me. His other hand came up my waist and 
cupped my breast. My nipple responded immediately to his touch. I threw my leg 
over his and we were semi-reclining on the couch as we made out together.

I couldn't resist. I opened one eye slightly to see how the game was progressing 
for the other players.

Roger was on top of Amy on the floor. They were both still fully clothed but he 
was between her firm thighs and they were dry fucking there. Their lips were 
also locked in a deep kiss. Then they broke their kiss and Roger wasthen 
nibbling her neck. I knew from experience that this was one of her most 
sensitive places. Her hands were grabbing at her dad's butt as he rubbed his 
hips to hers. Her eyelids were fluttering already as she enjoyed the feel of her 
dad's certainly hard cock rubbing against her pussy through their clothes.

I peaked over and saw Angie playing solo for this first round. She had already 
removed her blouse. With her tiny breasts she had no need of a bra around the 
house. She was watching her dad humping her sister intently. She was still 
sitting cross-legged in her running shorts. Her hands were on her nipples making 
circles on them. I knew she was sending pleasure to her pussy, as her nipples 
were very, very sensitive. She then took her fingers and pinched her erect 
nipples.

I closed my eyes again to fully enjoy Rick's kisses and caresses. He had 
untucked my blouse from my shorts and was reaching under it to undo my bra. He 
deftly unhooked it one handed. All the practice had made him very good at this. 
His hand came around and unbuttoned my blouse. He slipped it off my shoulders. 
It was quickly followed by my bra. His hands felt so good on my tits. He cupped 
my tit in the palm of his hand and then pinched my nipple firmly. I needed more.

I raised myself up and moved higher on his body. I took my tit in my hand and 
lowered it to his mouth. "Suck my tits, Rick. You know I love that"

He didn't have a chance to reply before my nipple was in his mouth and his 
tongue was at work. I pulled his face tightly to my tit and moaned. I could feel 
the waves of pleasure radiating out and then connecting with my pussy. 

From this position, I could look around the room once again.

Angie was now completely nude. She was lying back on the floor. She had reached 
into the game box and found her favorite dildo. She was so petite that I was 
always amazed at her choice of toys. This dildo was 12" long and very thick. She 
hadn't inserted it into her pussy yet. She was running the head of the fake cock 
up and down her pussy lips. I could see her wetness spreading on her lips and 
over the head of the dildo. Her eyes caught mine and we smiled at each other. 
She pursed her lips in a kiss at me. The head of the dildo parted her pussy and 
her eyes closed in pleasure.

I then looked over to Roger and Amy. She had gotten his shirt off and he, in 
turn, had removed hers and her bra. He was still laying between our daughter's 
thigh and was sucking on her tits. Her legs were locked around his back, her 
shorts pulled tightly to her crotch. Roger continued to hump her. He moved back 
and forth, sucking one tit and then the other. His hands and mouth were leaving 
her tits red and swollen, but I knew she liked it a little rough and that her 
dad was bringing her great pleasure.

I unbuttoned Rick's shirt and was playing with his masculine nipples; pinching 
and pulling them. He moaned in response. Taking my tit out of his mouth for a 
moment, he said "Oh god, mom, that is great" and then returned to sucking my 
tits.

I reached down and was rubbing his cock through his shorts. I knew every ridge 
and vein on his 7" cock from the many times we had played this game or others 
like it before. Even through the material, I could feel it throb in response to 
my touch. I had just undone the snap of his shorts and was ready to reach in to 
take his cock in my hand when the timer went off. The loud ringing sound 
startled all of us back to semi-reality.

Roger raised up off of Amy's chest and rolled off her. I rolled back off Rick 
and sat next to him. The head of his cock was exposed where I had gotten to his 
shorts. Angie continued to slowly slide the dildo in and out of her pussy as we 
looked at her.

"Angie, baby, you are delicious to watch," I said, "but you know the rules."

"Oh man!" she pouted. She slid the big fake cock out of her cunt and it 
literally made a popping sound as the suction was broken. At first her pussy was 
stretched open but then the tight little muscles went to work and it closed 
before all our eyes.

"Time to roll for round two" Roger said.

He rolled a six. I rolled a one. Rick rolled a six. Amy rolled a four and Angie 
rolled a six. In the roll off, Roger rolled another six, Rick rolled a two, and 
Angie rolled a five.

Roger reached into the box and took a name. He drew Angie's name. Under our 
rules, Angie could either accept her dad as her partner or they could roll 
again. She looked at her dad with lust and love in her eyes and said "I'll take 
daddy as my partner." 

Rick reached in and drew his own name. He would be solo in round two. Since I 
had rolled a one and Amy had rolled a four, she reached in and drew. She smiled 
when she saw she had drawn my name. "I don't mind playing solo for a round, but 
it's more fun to play with a partner." She said.

"OK, get situated" Roger directed. Angie moved her petite, naked, delicious body 
over next to her dad. Rick got up off the couch, holding his shorts up (it was 
against the rules to rearrange your clothing at the end of a round) and moved 
over to the recliner. Amy got up off the floor and sat next to me on the couch. 
We were both topless and our matching 34c tits rubbed together as we got 
settled. It sent a shiver through both of us.

Rick picked up the timer and set the time limit. "Ten minutes. GO!"

Amy looked at me. "I love you, mom"

"I love you, too, honey"

We melted into each other's arms. Our warm tits flattened to each other's. I 
could feel her hard nipples pressing into my soft flesh and I was sure she could 
feel mine. We kissed deeply, pulling each other's head tight to our own, running 
our fingers through each other's hair. Our tongues danced together. As much as I 
loved kissing my husband and son, there was always something special about 
kissing with either of my daughters. It wasn't better; it was just different, so 
soft and tender yet passionate.

"Stand up for a moment, baby" I let her go to allow her to do so. Her tits were 
right at my face and I took the opportunity to take a nipple into my mouth and 
suckle at my daughter's tit as she had done to mine as a baby and many times 
since in our family game time. She pulled my face tightly to her tits and 
moaned. She reached down to unsnap her shorts and push them down off her hips.

I looked around the room to see how the game was going for the other players.

Angie had taken her dad's pants off and was laying with her head on his stomach. 
Roger's cock disappeared into her mouth. She was so petite I was always 
surprised at how much cock she could take. Roger was not huge, about 8," but our 
youngest daughter, with her little girl-like body, could get almost all of it 
into her mouth. As her mouth slid up and down her dad's cock, one hand a 
massaging his balls and the other slowly jacked his cock as she sucked him. She 
was lying on her side with one leg bent at the knee. I could see Roger's hand 
covering her pussy and it looked like he had two fingers in her, finger fucking 
her. She was slowly working her hips, obviously enjoying the fingering.

Rick was laying back in the recliner. He had found a cock strap in the equipment 
box and had wrapped it around the base of his cock and balls. The entrapment of 
blood in his cock made it swell to the extreme and made it very dark red, the 
head almost purple. He was slowly sliding his hand up and down his cock, jacking 
off, watching the rest of us play. He took his finger and wiped off the bead of 
clear precum at the head of his cock and then licked it off his finger.

Amy was now nude in front of me. She put one foot up on the coffee table, 
opening her pussy in front of me. I slid off the couch to my knees. I parted her 
lips and exposed her swollen clitoris. I opened my mouth and covered her. My 
tongue found her clit and began to lick gently. I looked up at her and she was 
pulling at her nipples. My hand ran up the inside of her thigh. Halfway between 
her knee and pussy I found her wetness where it had run out of her pussy and 
down her leg. I put one finger into her cunt and then a second one. I began to 
finger fuck my daughter. Her hips were thrusting out to meet my mouth and tongue 
on her clit. She was thrusting downward to meet my fingers deep in her pussy. I 
could feel her hard cervix on my fingers as I fucked her.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that Angie had moved her pussy over her dad's 
face in a 69 position. He had pulled her hips down to her face and had his 
tongue buried deep in her. Again, I was amazed to see this petite girl, 18 years 
old built like 14, able to swallow her father's cock to the hilt. His hips 
slowly thrust up, fucking our youngest daughter in the mouth.

Rick had found a small dildo and had it up his ass. He worked it in and out as 
his other hand worked up and down on his cock. His cock was beautiful. I knew 
his balls had to be full of cum.

Amy began to moan and thrust her hips faster. I knew her cum wasn't far off.

Suddenly the timer rang. I quickly withdrew my mouth and fingers from her hot, 
wet pussy. She gasped at the sudden void. "Please, mom, I'm so close." She 
begged.

"Now, honey" I said licking her juices off my fingers, "You know the rules"

"Well, shit"

Rick had stopped jacking his cock and had removed the dildo from his ass and the 
cock strap from his cock. The color returned to normal but it remained swollen 
and extremely hard.

Roger and Angie continued their 69 on the floor. I got down on my knees between 
Roger's thighs and let my tongue run up the length of his cock until it met 
Angie's lips. She let her dad's cock pop out of her mouth and she kissed me.

"Come on you two, rules are rules" I chided.

She rolled off her dad. "I love this game, but I hate the rules sometimes"

We all sat up around the coffee table. Everyone was nude except for me. I had 
devoted the second round to Amy so I still had my shorts on. I looked at the 
bodies around me. I looked at my husband, 44 years old, tall, muscular, his cock 
hard and throbbing from Angie's blow job. There was my son, also tall, well 
muscled like his dad, his cock jutting from his groin, a stream of precum 
trickling down his shaft. Amy, her eyes filled with unrequited lust from my 
eating her, her tits moving as she breathed deeply from this lustful game we 
played. And then there was my baby, Angie, so little girl-like in her build and 
so woman like in her ability to bring pleasure.

"Round three." Roger picked up the dice and rolled a one. I rolled a six, my 
first of the day. Rick rolled a five. Amy and Angie rolled a four and three 
respectively.

I reached into the box and drew… myself. I would be solo this round.

Rick reached into the box. He laughed and rolled his eyes at this draw. "I drew 
dad" Rules were rules. 

Amy reached in and drew Angie's name.

I picked up the timer. "OK, rearrange yourselves"

Roger sat down by Rick. I looked at the two fine men, father and son, their 
cocks gently bouncing as their blood pulsed through them.

Amy and Angie sat by each other. Their bodies so different, yet their desire so 
alike.

I set the timer and said "GO!"

The first thing I did was stand up to take off my shorts. Unlike the other 
rounds, the two pairs of partners did not immediately begin. They were all 
watching me. It seemed like a waste of playtime to me, but they all loved to see 
me get naked.

I stood there, my tits firm at 43, my nipples hard with desire, my pussy running 
freely. All four pair of eyes were on me and were full of appreciative lust. I 
hooked my thumbs into the band of my shorts and panties and pushed them down 
over my hips. They fell to the floor and I was naked in front of my lustful, 
loving family.

"Well, go on, time is wasting" I teased them. I lay back down on the couch and 
got comfortable. I put one foot on the back of the couch and the other on the 
floor. I reached down and spread my pussy lips with the fingers of one hand and 
found my needy clit with the fingers of the other. I began to tease my clit as I 
watched my family on the floor.

Round three was obviously going to be the 69 round.

Roger and Rick were laying head to toe, side by side. Each had the other's cock 
in his mouth and was sucking and jacking. There was absolutely nothing feminine 
about these two men pleasuring each other. Their cocks slid in and out of each 
other's mouth. Their hands jacked the cock of the other, bringing pleasure and 
giving pleasure. Even though I had seen these two men I loved so much suck each 
other's cock's many times, I never got tired of seeing it again.

And my two daughters… my two delicious, loving daughters. They too had chosen to 
69. This didn't surprise me as I knew how much they loved to eat each other's 
pussies. I also knew that Amy had been so very close to cumming on my mouth and 
was badly in need of relief.

As I watched my family devour each other, I inserted two fingers into my well 
lubricated cunt tunnel. They sent shivers through me as my soft wet walls 
welcomed my fingers. Unlike my girls that seemed to love using dildos for 
self-pleasure, I preferred my fingers. On those occasions when us three ladies 
had had girls-only nights, after all the pussy eating and clit licking, my two 
daughters would find their favorite dildos to fuck themselves to cum over and 
over again, while I would work my fingers in different ways to bring myself off. 

Now was no different. Watching my family was so stimulating. Knowing they were 
all bringing such great pleasure to each other. Knowing how much they cared for 
each other and desired each other.. My fingers fucked my pussy, as I lay wide 
open for any of them to watch.

Not surprisingly, Amy was the first to cum. Angie was on top of her, her mouth 
covering her sister's clit and her fingers deep in her sister's cunt. Amy pulled 
her face down from between Angie's thighs and was moaning and gasping for 
breath.

"Oh god, Angie, don't stop… don't stop… eat me… lick me… oh god… oh god" Her 
hips were thrusting hard and fast up against Angie's hand and face. I could tell 
it was hard for Angie to keep up with her sister's pleasure but experience 
allowed her to do so. Amy's pleading turned into sexual jibberish as her orgasm 
swept through her.

Even Roger and Rick had stopped sucking each other cocks to watch the first cum 
of the afternoon. They continued to stroke each other but their eyes were on the 
two girls.

The timer went off. The rules allowed that if one of us was cumming when the 
timer went off, they could continue until their orgasm passed. Angie kept 
pleasuring her sister with her fingers and tongue until Amy returned to planet 
earth.

"Oh god, that was good Angie," Amy panted as her sister rolled off her. They 
kissed deeply, their bodies coming together. Amy's full tits covered Angie's 
almost non-existent tits as their tongues explored each other's mouths. They 
separated.

I reluctantly removed my fingers from my cunt and sat forward. The smell of 
sexual secretions was starting to fill the room. Both men's cocks were dripping 
precum. All three pussies were wet. Breathing was shallow. Amy glowed from her 
orgasm. The rest of us were eager to have our first of the game.

We all looked lustfully at each other's sexually aroused bodies. No one spoke 
for a moment or two. Cocks throbbed. Tits rose and fell on deeply breathing 
chest. Well, Amy's and mine did. Angie's nipples were fully extended.

"Round four. No more solo play" Roger panted.

He rolled a five. I rolled a two. Rick rolled a two. Amy rolled a four. Angie 
rolled a six. She reached into the box and drew my name. I smiled because I knew 
what she would want. Roger drew Amy's name. She spoke up. "I accept daddy, but I 
also want to draw." She drew Rick's name.

Since the timer was closest to me I picked it up. "GO!"

Amy immediately got on her hands knees. "I don't care who is at which end" she 
smiled. Her dad moved behind her and her brother moved to her face. I watched as 
Roger took his cock in his hand and slid the head of it up and down our oldest 
daughter's pussy lips a time or time to allow their lubricating juices to mix. 
Rick was patiently jacking his cock near Amy's mouth until Roger could get his 
cock inside her. Roger pushed forward as Amy pushed back. Her father's cock 
disappeared into her cunt. 

"Oh god, daddy, that always feels so good"

"To me too baby" he moaned as his balls were kissed by his daughter's pussy 
lips.

"OK, Rick, I'm ready for you now" she smiled up at her brother.

Rick took his cock and presented it to his sister's mouth. Her tongue ran around 
the swollen head a time or two and then he pushed forward. Her father was 
fucking her cunt from behind. Her brother was fucking her mouth from in front. 
It was mesmerizing to see how this young woman could take on these two men.

"Ahem… remember me?" Angie caught my attention. She had retrieved from the box 
exactly what I knew she would. She was holding up a 10" strap on dildo. "I want 
you to fuck me mom"

I took it from her and put the strap around my waist. "Help me with this other 
strap honey" I asked her.

She moved behind me and reached up between my thighs to find the center strap. 
She found it and pulled it back. It rested on my clit where I knew it might 
bring me off as I fucked my youngest daughter. Suddenly I felt her hands part my 
ass cheeks and then her tongue as probing my ass. I pressed my ass back to her 
face and let her tongue fuck me for a few seconds.

"Hey, what do you want here? Me to fuck you or you to fuck me?" I laughed.

She moved back around in front of me and lay down. "Sorry, I couldn't resist, 
mom, you looked so yummy." She spread her thighs wide for me. Her pussy looked 
so inviting there before me. Her juices were running out and down the crack of 
her ass. Her nipples were hard and extended on her chest. It was hard to 
remember she was 18 years old from the way she was built. But it was almost 
equally hard to remember she was 18 years old from the way she knew how to fuck.

I got between her thighs and let her take the fake cock in her hand and pull me 
closer. Since the dildo had no feeling, we had learned from experience it was 
easy to get too rough while fucking another woman with it. It was best to let 
the "fuckee" set the pace. 

She moved the head of the dildo up and down to get it slick with her cunt juices 
and then pulled gently. I pushed and the fake cock slid into her. I let her push 
her hips up to meet mine, making sure she was comfortable. More than once, one 
or the other of us ladies had bruised the other's cervix by fucking too hard too 
soon with the strap on cock.

I looked into her lust filled eyes and she nodded. "Fuck me, mom" she said. So I 
did.

I raised my self up off her petite body and began to fuck my youngest daughter. 
She brought her legs up and wrapped them around my thrusting hips. I could see 
her pussy lips stretch and pull out as I withdrew the dildo from her cunt. They 
disappeared in when I thrust back inside her. Her clit was swollen as the dildo 
rubbed on it. Angie raised her head and found one of my tits hanging in her 
face. Her lips closed around it and she began to suck my tit as I fucked her. 
The strap of the dildo was rubbing my clit as I fucked my daughter. Her mouth on 
my tit was adding to my pleasure.

I looked over. Roger was thrusting his cock hard and fast into Amy's pussy. Her 
tits were swaying as her dad pounded her cunt. Rick's face was red as he fucked 
his sister's mouth. She was able to take care of both of these cum filled men at 
the same time. I had taught her well.

Below me, from around my tit, Angie was moaning. "Fuck me mom, fuck me hard, I 
can take it. Make me cum, fuck me…"

I increased the speed of the strap on cock in and out of my baby's cunt. Her 
legs were around my ass. Her arms came around my back. I could feel those large 
nipples on her tiny tits pressing into my tits. I basically held still while she 
thrust her spasming cunt onto the dildo.

"Oh god, I'm cumming mom, I'm cumming so good… fuck me" Her teeth were biting 
into my shoulder. I knew she was deep in the middle of a very intense orgasm. 
While the strap rubbing on my clit felt good, I knew I would not be joining her 
in this cum. As she fucked herself silly on my "cock" I looked over to see how 
Amy was doing with the two men of the family. 

Rick was reaching under her and was pulling her nipples roughly. I knew she 
liked that. Her dad was reaching under her and was fingering her clit as he 
fucked. I knew she liked that too.

"Oh jesus, daddy, you fuck me so good. I'm gonna cum again. Fuck me harder." She 
managed to say around her brother's cock.

"I'm there with you baby. Daddy's going to cum in your cunt real soon"

Roger was thrusting harder and deeper now. I could tell it would not be long 
before he emptied his balls into our oldest daughter. Rick apparently could tell 
that both of them were right on the edge. He pulled his cock out of Amy's mouth 
and just rubbed it on her face.

"Now, daddy, now. Oh fuck… oh fuck… I'm cumming again"

"Me too, honey, oh god, me too" Roger grabbed Amy tightly by the hips and 
slammed his cock deep into her. I knew his balls were shooting his thick white 
cum deep in her cunt. As he thrust in and out of her, his cum was overflowing 
and dripping out of her pussy. It dripped in long thick strands from between her 
lips and fell to the carpet.

Amy was moaning and Roger was growling. Father and daughter were lost in the 
throes of passion as they both found and gave incredible pleasure to each other.

Beneath me, Angie had slowed down her fucking. She reached up and took my face 
and pulled it to hers. Her mouth covered mine and her tongue filled my mouth. I 
laid down on top of her. She felt so small beneath me. I could feel her tiny 
tits and hard nipples beneath mine. Her hands were caressing my ass. Her hips 
moved in tiny circles beneath mine as she found the last spasms of orgasm on the 
dildo.

She broke our kiss. "That was great. mom. You fuck me so good with that thing"

I smiled at her and kissed her again. "I try, honey. I love you"

"I love you too, mom" she said as she petted my hair.

She looked like a little angel there below me. Her freckled face was glowing 
from our fuck. Her red hair was spread around her face like an auburn halo. Her 
petite body was so soft. 

Rick spoke up. "Hey all you fuckers, the timer went off a few minutes ago. No 
one even noticed."

Amy collapsed off of Roger's cock. His cum continued to drip from her. Roger's 
cock was shiny with their combined juices. Amy looked up at her brother. "Well, 
duh, we were all like kinda busy at the time, you know."

I pulled the dildo out of Angie's pussy. She shuddered as it left her empty.

"OK, well at the end of round four, Dad has cum, Angie has cum, and Amy has cum 
twice. Mom?"

I shook my head. "Nope, not yet"

"Me either"

The others knew they would be sitting out round five. There would be no rolling 
of dice or any solo play. Rick moved over to me. I laid back on the carpet and 
spread my thighs wide open for him. My pussy was dripping from desire for a 
cock.

He took his cock in hand and pressed it to my cunt opening. It went in easily.

"You always feel so good in me honey" I told him.

"I love fucking you, mom" he said lovingly and I knew he meant it.

Even though the others were officially sitting out this round, Angie was kissing 
Roger deeply. He had his arm around her, cupping her tiny ass. Her flat tits 
with their large nipples were pressed tightly to his chest. Their tongues 
explored each other's mouths. Amy was stroking her dad's cock , her head in his 
lap. I knew as his cock became hard again, she would suck him off.

My son was fucking me so wonderfully, as he always did. His balls bounced off my 
ass as his hips slammed into mine. My tits swayed back and forth on my chest 
with each of his thrusts into me.

Our eyes were locked as we fucked. This was my son whom I loved deeply. I was 
his mother. It crossed my mind how fortunate we were as a family. We never 
fought. Seldom argued. Treated each other with love and respect. Cared deeply 
for each other. 

I could feel my pleasure begin to build around Rick's cock. I could feel his 
cock begin to swell as he fucked me.

As my orgasm approached, I opened my eyes and saw Angie's pussy being lowered to 
my face. "Please, mom?" she begged. I managed to nod and she covered my mouth 
with her wet needy pussy.

Rick began to grunt and I knew his cock would soon be filling me with cum. Angie 
grabbed my tits as she rocked her pussy on my face.

As I went higher and higher into my approaching orgasm, I thought, "my god, how 
I love Sunday afternoons." 

THE END


Chapter 3 - Laura Learns the Law
================================

Part One- Me
============

My name is Laura. I am 22. I find older men attractive. For as long as I can 
remember I have found older men so much more attractive and interesting than 
boys my own age. I have been fascinated by their experiences, their wisdom, and 
their confidence. There is a stability about older men that I always found 
comforting. And to be perfectly honest, I liked the fact that older men had 
money. Younger guys, my age, were either broke or spending ridiculous amounts on 
fixing up cars or buying huge stereo systems for them. I enjoyed being spoiled 
from time to time by the older men I knew.

As I developed sexually, I fantasized about being with older men. My girlfriends 
would talk about how cute boys in school were. At the same time, I was getting 
wet panties over my teachers. They would go to the movies and then swoon over 
Brad Pitt or Matt Damon. I would go home and finger myself half the night 
because of Robert Redford or Harrison Ford.

When I became sexually attractive, I started with guys my age, being somewhat in 
awe of the older men I knew. What I discovered quickly was that guys my age, 
late teens at the time, were enthusiastic but had no regard for meeting my 
needs. Oh, they all talked a good game but in most cases I found I didn't even 
have time to get my butt comfortable before they were cumming and wanting to go 
listen to their new stereo. So, of course, I turned to older men.

I had a six month affair with a man that I babysat for. He taught me a great 
deal and because he was married I knew he would keep his mouth shut. We had to 
bring it to an end when his wife began to get suspicious. I really did love him 
but c'est la vie, c'est l'amor, c'est le guerre. I would go to my favorite dance 
clubs and dance with the 40 and older crowd that really knew how to dance. It 
wasn't unusual for me to end up spending the night with an older man, sometimes 
single, often married.

My sexual activities did not harm me in any way. I got good grades, went to a 
major university and now I am in law school. My father was a lawyer and my 
grandfather was and still is a lawyer. My father passed away a couple of years 
ago from cancer, which was a major blow to my mother and I. My grandfather was a 
tower of strength to both of us. My father, his only son, had worked as a 
partner in the law firm and when I entered law school granddad offered me an 
internship in preparation for following in my father's footsteps. My grandmother 
had passed several years earlier and granddad threw himself into his work.

Granddad was 59 and very handsome. He worked out regularly and actually bore a 
striking resemblance to Harrison Ford. He still had a smile that reflected his 
love of life and remarkable energy for a man of any age. At 6'1" he was a 
presence in a crowd in any size room. Being single, he dated. We often teased 
him about the younger women he went out with. While he never married any of 
them, I chided him that if he did I wouldn't know whether to call them "grandma" 
or "sister". 

I apparently got the height gene from him through my father, as I stand 5'10 and 
also have a slender athletic build. The blonde hair gene came my way also. 
Granddad's and my dad's hair was sandy blonde while mine was what I would call 
Scandinavian blonde. And, yes, for those that are wondering, the drapes and the 
carpet match, if you know what I mean. I did inherit my mom's bust line and 
figure and have ended up at 35-24-36D. I too can create a presence in a room, 
even if I do say so myself.

Being the granddaughter of the head of the law firm had advantages of course. I 
got a private office, adjoining granddad's. I took care of special projects for 
him, doing research, reviewing contracts, and that sort of intern thing. Around 
others I always called him Mr. Livingston, but when it was just the two of us, 
it was just "granddad". We were always professionally detached in groups or in 
public, but in private we always had a hug for each other and a peck on the 
cheek.

Being his "special assistant", I often put in long hours at his side to meet 
deadlines. It wasn't unusual for the two of us to be the first ones there in the 
morning and the last to leave at night, sometimes two or three hours after 
everyone was gone.


Part Two- One night…
=====================

We finished up about 7:30. He gave me a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Go 
home, Laura. Just because I'm a workaholic, that doesn't mean you have to be 
too." He laughed.

"Granddad, you know I enjoy working with you. We are a team" and I hugged him 
back. He felt good in my arms. Strong. Warm. My breasts felt good against his 
broad chest. For a moment I let myself get lost in his cologne and warmth. I 
thought I felt his cock stir a little. It occurred to me "Well, why not? I'm a 
nice looking young woman… just his type." And then the moment passed. I gave him 
a quick kiss on the lips, grabbed my purse and headed out.

I got as far as the parking lot when I remembered that I had wanted to take home 
a couple of contracts to review before meetings the next day. The elevator took 
me silently up to the 10th floor where the law firm of Livingston and Livingston 
was. I didn't see any lights and thought that granddad must have left right 
behind me. The door between my office and his was cracked open and a dim light 
shown through. Then I heard a soft moan. For an instant I thought it was a moan 
of pain, but then I heard another one and recognized it as a moan of pleasure. I 
crept over to the door.

My eyes adjusted to the dim light in his office. The only light in the room was 
from granddad's computer monitor. Once my eyes adjusted fully I could see what 
he was looking at and what he was doing. He was looking at a website that was 
all teenage girls or young women in their early twenties. It took a second for 
it to register, but they were all blondes, too. Needless to say, they were all 
naked. Some were posing; some masturbating: and some were getting fucked by 
older men. Granddad enlarged several of the thumbnail sketches. Then, confident 
that he was alone, he stood up took off his suit coat and undid his belt. I'm 
sure my eyes grew wide at this point. He dropped his pants and his boxers. His 
cock was already hard and pulsed in front of him. It was only slightly above 
normal in length; maybe between 7 and 8 inches. But I learned a long time ago 
that "bigger ain't better". After all, you can't park a semi in a one car 
garage. His cock was beautiful; straight, hard, and a nice rounded head. His 
balls hung freely below his cock. They were nice sized. I had fucked and sucked 
many older men and he was suddenly the most desirable one I knew. I watched him.

He took his cock in his hand and began to jack off. He had a series of pictures 
on the screen. They were of a young blonde, not unlike myself, getting fucked 
from behind by an older man. He was intently looking at the series, spending 
minutes looking closely at each one before opening the next in the series. 
Toward the end of the series of jpgs the man came on her face. Granddad's hand 
flew up and down his hard cock as he looked at the hot cum shots on his monitor. 
Then he whispered, "oh god, Laura, take it… take my cum… that's it baby… in your 
mouth… on your tits… take my cum…" And his cum began to shoot out. Any questions 
I might have had about the sexual potency of older men were resolved in that 
moment. His cum blasted out and shot across his desk. It streamed across his 
monitor screen. Wad after wad, rope after rope, measure it how you will, call it 
what you want, it was everywhere and it was plentiful. I came aware of the fact 
that I was licking my lips. My cunt was profusely wet; my juices had soaked my 
panties. My nipples ached against my bra.

I silently left the office and building. What I had seen had turned me on 
incredibly. My granddad, this rich successful lawyer, a mature babe magnet who 
could have any number of supermodels, had just jacked off thinking about me. I 
couldn't deny the girl in the series of porn pics had looked kind of like me. He 
had whispered my name when he came; dreaming about his cum being in my mouth, on 
my face, on my tits. And me? How had I responded? Certainly not by being 
repulsed. No disgust here. No sooner had I got into my car, then I had my skirt 
hitched up and my fingers in my pussy. One hand held my panties out of the way 
and the other hand had two fingers in my cunt. I quickly brought myself to 
orgasm right there in the parking lot. By the time I got back to my apartment, 
my panties were in my purse and I had cum two more times while driving. I began 
to make my plans.


Part Three- The Plan
====================

The next day, he greeted me as he did every day, a warm hug and a kiss on the 
cheek. He commented on how nice I looked. I knew it would be unprofessional to 
dress slutty to get to him. Besides he didn't really go for that type. Instead, 
I had picked a mid thigh maroon skirt with white pinstripes and a white blouse 
with a frilly collar. I did leave the top two buttons undone so that my cleavage 
was visible from the right angle but not readily obvious. I worn a white lacy 
bra under it that was tastefully visible, but, again, not obvious.

We went through the day pretty much as normal. He took me to lunch and we made 
chit chat about nothing in particular. I made a point to reach out and touch his 
arm when he made me laugh. I kept eye contact with him. When we left the 
restaurant, I took his arm and let my breast rub against his. He put his hand on 
mine and we enjoyed the closeness of the moment.

As was common, we worked later than everyone else. I would have worked until 
midnight if I had too to pull off what I wanted to happen. That afternoon I did 
a quick web search. It took only a few minutes to find the same web site that he 
had been looking at the night before. I book marked it for the right time. By 
6:00 everyone else was gone. I positioned my monitor so it would be visible 
through the connecting door, just as his had been. My hands were sweating and my 
pulse was racing as I got ready to take the big step. What if I was wrong? What 
if he had some chickie-poo bimbo named Laura on the side that I didn't know 
about? There was only one way to find out.

I waited until I knew he had stepped out of his office. I cracked the door open 
about 2 inches. I took my panties off and unbuttoned my blouse. My front clasp 
bra came easily open between my fingers. I went to the book marked web site. 
There was the same blonde that granddad had dropped his load to yesterday. I put 
one foot up on my desk and the other draped across the arm of my chair. I was 
wide open. Already my pussy was wet. I would not have to fake anything that was 
about to happen. The excitement of the situation had gotten me wet. The pics on 
the screen of the young woman, who could easily pass for my sister, sucking and 
fucking the older man only served to add to my excitement. I cupped one of my 
tits with my hand. I began to pull lightly at my nipple making it even harder. 
My other hand went to my pussy. I parted my labia and found my already hard and 
demanding clit. It was swollen and sensitive. My finger dipped into my cunt to 
gather lubrication and I spread it on my clit and began to run my finger in 
little circles on it. 

I heard granddad come into his office. I knew it was time. I moaned softly. It 
was timed but it was not faked. I felt so good at that moment. I felt so wicked 
and wanton fingering myself there in my office. I felt so sexual, sensual, and 
insatiable. I moaned again. I felt my orgasm building. Out of the corner of my 
eye, I thought I saw movement back in the shadows behind the door. He was 
watching me. I went for broke as I came. "Oh god granddad, fuck me… make me cum… 
oh god yes… fuck me hard… oh god granddad… oh god… oh god… give me your cum… 
shoot it for me" My cunt spasmed over and over again. My hips thrust up to meet 
my fingers. I squeezed and pulled on my tits and nipples trying to milk the 
pleasure out of them. I held my breath as my cum went on and on. Finally, I 
began to return from the ecstasy of orgasm. My eyes started to refocus. I 
thought, "OK, now it is your time to come in and catch me. Now we are going to 
fuck." And I waited. Minutes went by. I heard his door quietly close and foot 
steps creep down the hall away from my office. "Shit." I thought. He was too 
much of a gentleman to take the bait and come in and fuck his own granddaughter. 
I would have to have Plan B. I didn't have a fucking clue what it would be.


Part Four- Plan B
=================

OK. So he wanted to fuck me and I wanted to fuck him. At least I knew I wanted 
to fuck him. There was still a possibility that he only was fantasizing about 
fucking me and really did not want to cross the line from fantasy to incest. 
What an ugly word that is, don't you think? I mean, yes, I can understand back 
before birth control why the taboo existed; inbreeding and all. But now that 
pregnancy could be easily avoided, what was the big deal? In between birth 
control pills, vasectomies, and abortion, it's amazing to me that any children 
get born these days. And why shouldn't men and women find each other attractive, 
even if they are related to each other? Why was it ok to fuck a perfect stranger 
that didn't give a shit about me but not ok to fuck a male relative, my granddad 
for example, that loved me and cared for me. Why should society find it more 
acceptable for a young woman to give blow jobs in photos for a web site for, 
literally, the whole world to see, but not to suck her own father's or brother's 
or grandfather's cock in private? I could understand why rape was immoral and 
against the law. That is a crime of violence, not sex. It only brings pain, 
hurt, degradation and emotional scars. But why should consensual sexual acts 
between relatives be considered immoral as well as illegal. Sexual pleasure 
brings intimacy and closeness. How could it be a crime between consenting 
adults? Then it occurred to me. 

"Duh… you dumb blonde" I thought. "Of course, that is it. He is a fucking 
lawyer. He is concerned about the law. Of course, he can go out and fuck other 
young women your age, but it's against the law for him to fuck you." To make 
this happen, I would have to take a different approach.

The next day was spent in the law library. It took me a while but I found what I 
was looking for. I did my homework. Plan B was complete.

Part Five- Trial Date

The day after I found what I wanted in the law library, I dressed appropriately 
again; dark blue, knee length skirt; light blue silk blouse, appropriately 
unbuttoned to the crease of my cleavage. A white lacy bra was partially visible 
beneath. I opted for a dark blue garter belt and stocking. Matching blue panties 
completed my ensemble. Morning meetings went by. He was looking at me more, with 
a different type of look in his eye, but I still wasn't sure. His morning hug 
and kiss had been a little tighter and a little longer but not enough to make 
his feelings clear. We went to lunch. We laughed. We talked about a couple of 
clients that we didn't like but knew they were a lucrative source of income for 
the firm. We enjoyed each other's company as always. Again, I took his arm and 
pressed my tit to it as I held his arm. His hand was warm on mine. I looked up 
at him and caught his eyes focusing on my open buttoned blouse as he looked down 
to my tits. My lacy bra barely covered my nipples and the way I had my arms 
together holding his arm, my nipples may have been visible from his angle.

Afternoon work crept by and my anxiety and my confidence battled back and forth. 
If Plan B didn't work I would give up. The last person left at 6:30. Tonight of 
all nights they had to stay late to impress Mr. Livingston! But then we were 
alone. He was in his office and I was in mine. I picked up the law book and took 
it into his office. He looked up from his desk and smiled. "Hi Laura. You know 
you really need a life. You aren't a lawyer yet. Enjoy it while you can"

"I've just been doing some research for a family law class I have coming up. 
It's interesting."

He leaned back in his chair and got comfortable. He was so handsome there in the 
fading light. His graying hair had a glow in the sunlight. "Tell me about what 
you found."

"Well, granddad, I've been doing some research on incest. You know, sex between 
family members…"

His eyes got big and he sat forward in his big chair "Oh? Really?…" And then he 
didn't know what to say but I certainly had his attention.

"Yeah, I found some really interesting cases. Both in our state and other 
states. For example, I found a case where a wife became confined to a wheel 
chair as a result of an accident. Sex became very painful for her. She and her 
husband had an 18 year old daughter, you know younger than me even ( I added 
this for emphasis) but certainly passed the age of consent. The daughter, caring 
deeply about her father and with her mother's consent, became the father's 
lover. They didn't have any children or anything. Somehow someone found out 
about it and filed a complaint. An over-zealous DA filed charges. But they got a 
good attorney that convinced the jury that no harm had come to anyone as a 
result of their relationship. The man had had a vasectomy, so no children were 
possible. Their lawyer convinced the jury that no good would come from sending 
the father to jail, leaving the mother to be cared for by the state, and the 
daughter on her own at 18. While the jury seemed to be uneasy about the 
situation, they had to admit they could find no benefit in punishing anyone. So 
they found the father innocent even though it was clear he had been fucking his 
daughter." I intentionally used the word "fucking" to turn the conversation.

"Yes, that is an interesting case" granddad said. He was looking closely at me. 
I could see his eyes taking me in. I don't know if he was undressing me with his 
eyes, but he wasn't looking away either. "It raises the questions about what is 
moral, what is immoral, and what is legal. Is it moral to for society to tear 
apart a happy family because that family is engaged in something society 
considers to be immoral, even though the family does not hurt any of its members 
or society? Is this simply trying to legislate morality for "victimless 
crimes"?" he asked. I know it seems like boring legal mumbo jumbo, but this was 
going the way I wanted it to. Don't get bored and give up yet.

I went on. "Yeah, and then there is the basic question about what is incest 
anyway. Some states have different standards from other. I always heard jokes 
about cousins getting married, but did you know that in 27 states, over half the 
country, it is legal for first cousins to get married and legal in all 50 states 
for first cousins, once removed, to get married? Why is it immoral and illegal 
in some states and perfectly legal to do the same thing across an imaginary 
line? It doesn't make sense."

"True, very true…" He was thoughtful for a few moments. "Did you find anything 
about other familial relationships? Sexual relationships? Uncle and niece for 
example or…. Other ones?"

Bingo. I knew I had him where I wanted him and where, I suspected, he wanted to 
be. "Why yes, I did, now that you ask. Several states, including this one, 
define incest as sexual acts between parents and their children, or uncles and 
aunts having sex with nieces and nephews. Of course, every state prohibits sex 
between brothers and sisters, though they don't address homosexual relations 
between siblings. Surprisingly, sexual relationships between grandparents and 
grandchildren are not specifically addressed…" I just left that last thought 
hanging out there for him to mull it over. "So while society as a whole may find 
the thought of, say, a grandmother having sex with her grandson immoral, it 
isn't necessarily illegal, at least in this state. Not explicitly anyway."

Granddad looked at me closely "Or, for example, for a grandfather to fuck his 
granddaughter either" He squirmed in his seat. I looked at his crotch. I could 
see his cock was growing and causing his dress pants to tent out.

"Yes, or that combination, for example" I laid down the law book I had in my 
hands. I reached up and started to unbutton my blouse, never taking my eyes off 
him. His eyes never left my body. As my blouse fell off my shoulders and I undid 
my bra I said, "So, if for example, you and I were to fuck right here in your 
office, consensually, and I hope very sensually, it would be ok." My bra dropped 
off my shoulders and my tits were exposed to him. I reached up and cupped them, 
touching my nipples and making them even more erect. "Oh I suppose the old 
biddies in the office might talk, but only if they knew, right?" I undid the 
belt of my skirt and let it fall. I was now standing before my granddad in 
heels, stockings, a garter belt, and my dark blue panties. "But after all, 
people do "immoral" but not illegal acts all the time don't they…?" And I pushed 
my panties down over my hips, over my ass, and they fell to the floor. I stepped 
out of them and stepped forward. "And isn't immorality mostly in the eye or mind 
of the beholder. I mean, a pact entered into between consenting adults is more 
of a contract that anything else, isn't it?"

I got down on my knees between his knees. My hands ran up his thighs to his 
belt, which I quickly undid. His zipper came down and I peeled his pants to the 
side. "I hope you don't think this is an illegal search" I smiled up at him.

He smiled back down at me and then stood up. "Not at all. I think it is 
warranted by the situation" He pushed his pants and boxers down. His cock was 
right at my face. I held his pants while he stepped out of them. I took his cock 
in my hands and squeezed it, loving its heat. He moaned. I slowly stroked it, 
milking it, loving it. A bead of clear precum appeared at the head. I brought my 
face forward and let my tongue claim it. He reached down and took my tits in his 
hands. His fingers closed around my aching nipples. My mouth closed around the 
head of his cock and he began to fuck my face. I loved it. I loved him. There 
was nothing taboo about what we were doing as far as I was concerned. He loved 
me, I loved him. He desired me, I desired him. He wanted me to suck his cock and 
I wanted to suck his cock. We respected each other as a man and woman with 
needs. And besides all this, his cock was just too good to pass on. I hefted his 
balls in my hands. I used his balls to pull his cock deeper into my mouth. His 
hips worked back and forth as he fucked my mouth slowly. I looked up into his 
eyes and saw love and lust there. He put his hand under my chin and pulled me 
up. His cock popped out of my mouth with an audible sound.

I stood up and pressed myself completely against this wonderful man, my 
grandfather. Our mouths met and our tongues found each other. My hands quickly 
undid his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. Soon he was even more naked than I was. 
I still had on my heels, stocking, and garter belt, which seemed to suit him 
fine. My tits were pressed hard to his graying hairy chest. His hair was coarse 
and rough on my nipples but I loved it. His hands were on my ass, pulling my 
pussy tightly to his cock.

He smiled at me. "So, my sexy little future lawyer, are you ready for your bar 
exam"

I kissed him deeply and passionately. I felt his cock throb against the blonde 
mat of my pubic hair. I smiled at him and turned around. I leaned over his desk, 
spreading my feet wide. I knew he could see my obscenely open and wet pussy. 
"Yes" was all I could say. I felt him run the head of his cock up and down my 
cunt lips, spreading the copious wetness he found there over his cock and my 
opening. The head of his cock parted my labia and then spread my opening. My 
breath was taken away as his cock filled my cunt. Deeper and deeper he entered 
me. Finally I felt the head of his cock kiss the head of my cervix. We were one, 
we were joined. "Fuck me, granddad. Fuck me hard" I said over my shoulder. And 
he did.

In and out of me he thrust his cock. I grabbed his desk with one hand to keep 
from falling. I fingered my clit with my other to add to my pleasure. His hands 
were on my hips using me for his pleasure. No, that's not true. He was using me 
for OUR pleasure. The head of his cock was sending waves of pleasure through me. 
My tits on his desk were being rubbed by the papers there. The friction on my 
nipples sent more waves of pleasure to my clit. All the pleasure was focusing 
there, at my clit. And it continued to build. And build. And build. And then I 
came. I came on my granddad's cock as he fucked me from behind. "Oh god, 
granddad, yes, fuck me harder, fuck me deeper, make me cum, make me cum.." I 
think I said but I can't be too sure. It may have been incomprehensible sexually 
induced jibberish. All I know is that I was cumming with more intensity that I 
have had and that I was exploding in orgasms, one after the other. It was 
in-fucking-credible. And then he came. The heat of my cunt and the tightness of 
my contracting cumming pussy muscles must have taken him over the top. He pushed 
deep into me. I felt his cock expand. I felt the liquid heat of his cum filling 
me. The head of his cock exploded against my cervix. His cum flowed into every 
space of my cunt. My spasming muscles caused it to be forced back along the 
length of his cock and it began to run down the inside of my thighs. He grunted 
and groaned and moaned as his cum shot out into me. Finally he collapsed on my 
back. 

We laid across his desk panting, gasping for breath as we recovered from this 
wonderful fuck we had shared. He raised up off of me and I rolled over. I 
brought my heels up to the edge of his desk, leaving my pussy wide open and 
dripping. I could feel his semi hard cock teasing my opening. He leaned over me 
and took my tits in to his hands and a nipple into his mouth.

As he sucked my tits, I felt his cock harden once more and slowly enter me.

"Counselor…" he said to me as he sucked my tits. "I have to accuse you of 
perjury. You have lied to this court."

"Oh?" I moaned as he began a steady fucking of my dripping pussy.

"You made up some of the stuff you told me about the laws on incest… about 
grandparents and grandchildren…"

He never skipped a stroke with his cock. He was standing over me, my tits in his 
hands, his cock deep in my cunt. Already I could feel a second orgasm starting 
to gather in my toes.

"How did you know, granddad?"

"I already looked it up. But your case and argument were so persuasive… who 
cares?"

I certainly didn't.

THE END


Chapter 4 - Like Father, Like Son
=================================

I had suppressed my bisexuality for a number of years. I was happily married, 
had a wonderful wife, had a great son, Rob, and hadn't felt a real need to be 
with a man. When I was younger, in college, I had enjoyed sucking cock and 
occasionally doing some ass fucking, both giving and getting, but I had a 
sexually adventurous wife and just hadn't felt the urge for cock for a number of 
years.

Then I discovered how sexually adventurous my wife really was when, after 17 
years of marriage, she announced she was moving to Taos, New Mexico to live with 
a woman she had met on-line. When she moved out, I was crushed at first and then 
decided to get on with my life. I dated whom I wanted and had sex with whom I 
wanted; both women and men. I was open about the women I dated but had to be 
discrete about the guys. I found out how much I had missed sucking cock and 
burying my hard cock up a nice tight male ass.

To meet guys, I often went to a local porn store. I figured any guy I met there 
was looking for the same thing I was and would be in no position to judge or 
blab. On occasion I did see guys I knew, but since we were presumably looking 
for the same thing, we would enjoy sucking each other off. It lead to some newly 
expanded friendships.

One Friday night, as I was coming in the house from work, I met my son, Rob, 
heading out the door. He had gotten over his mother's sudden departure several 
years earlier and was now a well-adjusted, attractive 20-year old college 
student. He was tall like I am, about 6'2", but fairer skinned. I knew he worked 
out and it showed. When I had been his age (I'm 42) I had been much the same. In 
fact I am not flabby now, just not quite as firm as I had been 20 years ago.

"Where are you off to tonight?" I asked.

"Oh, just out... seeing if I can meet up with some friends later... maybe catch 
a movie or something... wanna tag along?"

I laughed. "No, thanks for the offer. I doubt if I could keep up with a pack of 
young guys anymore."

"Well, I think you could, but suit yourself. What are you going to do, dad?"

"Not sure... probably be asleep on the couch by nine." Again, we shared a 
chuckle.

"It will probably be late when I get home. Don't wait up. See you in the morning 
then." He gave me a firm hug and was out the door.

A couple of hours and three beers later, I was feeling more relaxed. As I 
relaxed, I began to feel a little horny. My cock began to rise in my shorts and 
ask for some relief. At first I thought about sticking a porn tape in the VCR 
and just jacking off in the privacy of my home. But then I started thinking how 
good a hard cock in my mouth might feel. Of course, I knew how good it would 
feel to be fucking an eager male mouth. So, I decided to head down to the local 
porn shop and find someone, or several someones, to share some pleasure with. I 
took a quick shower (resisting the temptation to jack off in the shower), put on 
some sweats (easy to drop and no underwear required) and headed down to the porn 
shop.

Being Friday night, there were a number of cars in the parking lot. I looked 
briefly to see if I recognized any cars as belonging to anyone I knew, but it 
didn't appear so. I went in, bought five bucks in tokens, and headed back to the 
arcade. It took a few minutes for my eyes to adjust to the dark hallway, but 
soon I could see several men of various ages standing around. A couple of them 
were softly talking, but most were just standing awkwardly, apparently waiting 
for someone else to make the first move. I took a second or two to see if I knew 
anyone lurking, but I didn't recognize any of the guys there.

I looked down the hall at the closed arcade booths. The ones that were occupied, 
or at least occupied with someone watching a video had a little light above the 
door that was illuminated. Most of the lights were on, but down toward the end 
of the hall there was an unlit booth right next to a booth that I knew from 
previous visits had a glory hole connecting them. I stepped in, latched the door 
and sat down.

Sure enough, I could hear the low volume of the video playing in the next booth. 
I couldn't really tell what my neighbor was watching, but I heard moaning and 
the familiar music and moans of a fuck film. I could see a little bit of light 
coming through the glory hole. I leaned over and looked through the hole, which, 
of course, was about waist high on the average guy. It was dark in the next 
booth, but there was enough light that I could see a guy slowly stroking a nice 
hard cock, about 7" long I guessed. I could see a bead of clear precum at the 
head. It looked very inviting and tasty, and I wanted to suck him off.

I cleared my throat, making enough noise I hoped it would get his attention, and 
then put my finger through the glory hole; the universal signal to "please put 
your cock through the hole", and I waited to see if he was interested.

A couple of seconds passed and then his cock slid through the hole. It looked 
even better than before. The head of his cock was nice and round and smooth. I 
leaned over and wrapped a couple of fingers around it, stroked it a time or two 
and then let my tongue and mouth go to work... or go to play actually.

I felt his cock swell in response to my warm mouth engulfing him. On the other 
side of the thin wall, he began to work his hips and to fuck me in the mouth. I 
could feel his precum coating my tongue. It was delicious. I wished I could cup 
his balls and finger his ass while he fucked me in the mouth, but the glory hole 
wasn't big enough for that. I let him control his speed. I sucked and slurped as 
his cock entered and withdrew from my mouth slowly. I could feel his cock throb 
from time to time. When his cock began to harden even more and his fucking 
picked up speed, I knew he wasn't far from cumming in my mouth. I wanted it. 
This cock in my mouth was just wonderful. That may sound weird to the 
uninitiated, but those of us, both men and women, that have sucked a number of 
cocks, just know that they don't all feel, smell, or taste the same. This cock 
was delightfully smooth, wonderfully hard, and just felt right in my mouth.

Suddenly, he thrust forward and then momentarily froze. I felt the first wad of 
cum blast out across my tongue. Then his hips made quick short thrusts as he let 
go another half dozen thick wads of cum in my mouth. I swallowed every bit of it 
and enjoyed it all. He soon stopped thrusting into my mouth and let me just 
gently suck his cock and clean him up. It was at this point that I realized my 
unknown partner must be a young man because his cock stayed hard in my mouth. I 
sighed as he withdrew it from my mouth and back through the glory hole. I sat 
back up and waited to see if his finger would appear in the hole, offering to 
reciprocate the pleasure. It wasn't a big deal if he didn't because I knew that 
if he wasn't interested, sooner or later someone would be along that would be.

Just when I was beginning to think he was going to just leave, his finger 
appeared in the glory hole. I dropped my sweatpants and freed my hard cock. 
Precum was smeared over the head in excitement. I stood by the wall and put my 
cock through the small hole.

I felt his hand encircle my cock and begin to milk it with his fist. I heard his 
voice softly whisper, "I've never done this before."

I whispered back, "That's OK. Just do whatever you feel comfortable with."

His hand on my cock felt really good. It was like he was experimenting with it 
to see not only how it felt in his hand, but to see how I reacted to the various 
things he did. He slowly but firmly stroked it. I could feel his thumb (I 
guessed) pushing up my big cum vein (ok, urethra, for the anatomical crowd) on 
the underside of my dick. I assumed this brought a big bead of precum because I 
heard him say, "Wow." Then I felt a warm, slightly rough surface slide over the 
head of my cock and knew that he had tasted his first precum.

I felt his tongue slowly circle the head of my cock and then his lips closed 
over it. My inexperienced partner gently mouthed the head of my hard dick. I 
hoped he was enjoying it as much as I was. I pushed my hips forward slowly and 
tentatively to see how he would react. He reacted by pushing his mouth further 
down my shaft. When I pulled back slowly, I felt his hand encircle my shaft. I 
pushed slowly forward and his mouth and hand started to work together on my 
cock. It felt great. I know he said he had never sucked cock before, but he was 
taking to it naturally. I suppose like most guys that get into cock, he was just 
doing what he knew felt good to him, hoping it would feel good to his partner. I 
moaned softly, hoping he could hear how good it felt, and to encourage him to 
continue what he was doing.

I found that I didn't have to move my hips much at all. He was moving his mouth 
up and down my cock like a soft, hot, wet pussy, and using his hand to jack me 
off into his mouth. After a few minutes, I began to feel the familiar tingle 
deep in my balls that told me my cum wasn't far off. Since this was his first 
time, I wanted to respect whatever he wanted to do. I whispered, "I'm going to 
cum real soon. You don't have to swallow if you don't want to."

I felt his mouth come off my cock. "Thanks" I heard him whisper. "You mind if I 
just watch you come?" All the time his hand was continuing to jack my 
ever-hardening cock. My balls were tightening up and my cum was only seconds 
away from launching. I managed to moan, "No, not at all" when it happened. His 
hand stroked me just right and I came. I couldn't see it of course but from the 
angle of his stroking I knew he could see it. His face had to be right level 
with my cock as wad after wad shot out. He stroked me gently as he slowed down. 
My cock began to soften in his hand. I heard him whisper, "That was fuckin' 
awesome".

I was still catching my breath and trying to keep my knees from collapsing. This 
inexperienced anonymous young man had made me cum better than I had cum for a 
long time. I knew that this was someone I would like to get together with again 
if possible. I didn't want to embarrass him in anyway. I whispered back to him, 
"Yeah, that was great. You sure that was your first time?"

"Yeah, but I wanted to do that for a long time. Just never had the nerve 
before." He paused. "I would like to do it again too."

Well, that cinched it for me. I enjoyed it, he enjoyed it, and he wanted to do 
it again. It seemed like a perfect deal. I knew Rob would be out with his 
friends for most of the night. And even if he came home, I figured I could hide 
my new young playmate in my room if necessary. It was a little risky, but all I 
knew was I wanted to get completely naked with this guy, get comfortable and 
have some serious male-to-male fun. I whispered to him, "You want go somewhere 
more private?"

There was a moment of hesitation and I thought he was going to back out. "Sure."

"You can just follow me to my place" I said to reassure him he would be free to 
go whenever he wanted.

"Great" There was an awkward silence.

There wasn't any other way to do this. "OK, then, see you out in the hallway 
then." I whispered. I adjusted my sweatpants, made sure I didn't have cum all 
over the front of them and unlatched my door. I heard the booth next door 
unlatch. I stepped out. He stepped out. And Rob and I were looking at each other 
face to face.

It would be impossible to figure out all of the emotions that went through me at 
that point. I could only imagine the things Rob was feeling. To an outsider, the 
looks on our faces probably would have brought a laugh. There was recognition, 
confusion, guilt, pleasure, astonishment, wanting to hide, embarrassment, shock; 
you name it, it was probably there. One thing was certain: my son and I had just 
sucked each others cocks and shared incredible orgasms.

At the same time, we both said, "Oh shit." and looked at each other gaped 
mouthed.

I finally found my thoughts again, and said, "Let's go outside and talk." A 
couple of guys in the hall looked at us as we went by. They probably thought it 
was just an older guy and younger guy heading out to the parking lot for a quick 
blow-job. They had no idea it was a father and son that had just given each 
other a blow-job.

In the parking lot, we headed over to my car. It was then I noticed Rob's car 
parked further down the line of cars. I simply hadn't seen it when I pulled in. 
I looked at my son. His head was hung in shame and embarrassment. I wasn't 
feeling too great about what had just happened either, but at least it wasn't my 
first time experience. He was leaning against the hood with his head and 
shoulders slouched down.

"How are you doing?" I asked, not sure what else to say.

"Oh god, dad... I'm so sorry..."

I interrupted him quickly. "Rob, there is no need to apologize for anything. 
Neither of us knew who was in the other booth. There was no malicious intent on 
either of our part."

"Dad... I know... I'm just sorry you found out... about... me... you know..."

"Rob, are you gay?"

"No, dad... I'm not gay... I'm bi, I guess... I'm not sure... tonight was my 
first time to... you know... try it." He looked up at me. "Are you gay?"

I smiled a little. I had resolved this issue in my mind a long time ago. "No, 
son, I'm not gay. I am bi. It was your mother that left me for a woman, not me 
that left her for a man."

He sort of made a chuckling noise at this.

Rob looked sheepishly at me. "Dad, we sucked each other's dick."

"Look, Rob, we both came here tonight for the same thing... for the same reason. 
Granted we didn't expect to find each other, and it is definitely embarrassing 
that we did, but we are both adults, and..." I suddenly ran out of things to 
say, but I wanted to try to make the situation better somehow. I added, "And it 
felt pretty damn good."

He looked at me sort of surprised and then he smiled. "Yeah it did. I mean, if I 
hadn't known it was your... you... I really enjoyed getting... I mean... I 
really enjoyed sucking... oh shit..."

"Look you didn't know it was me, so I guess it's alright to say you really 
enjoyed it. I didn't know it was your dick I was sucking. I didn't know it was 
you sucking my cock," I intentionally went graphic on the language because I 
wanted to see his reaction to what he had done, not who he had done it with. 
"All I knew was that it felt really great and I hoped whoever it was would want 
to spend more time together."

"Really?"

"Rob, I asked you if you wanted to go somewhere more private, didn't I?"

"Yeah, that's true."

There was a long awkward silence. 

Finally, I said, "Tell you what, I'm going to go on home. This has been quite a 
night. You?"

He replied, "I think I'm going to drive around a while and think about some of 
this stuff."

"Are you OK?"

He sort of laughed. "Yeah, I'm OK I guess... for someone that just sucked his 
old man's dick."

"Alright. Just be careful" And we went our separate ways for the night.

I went on home. I was apparently asleep when he came home, because I didn't hear 
him come in.

The next day, Saturday, was a little awkward. Our sexual encounter was like the 
proverbial gorilla in the corner: hard to ignore but not sure what to say about 
it. I had even thought Rob might be gone most of the day to avoid being around 
me. It was a relief when he didn't do that. I caught him looking at me several 
times. 

Finally, around mid-afternoon, he did not avoid my glance back. "Dad, can I ask 
you something?"

"Sure, son, anything."

He took a second to get his thoughts together and to screw up some courage. "How 
often do you go to the book store?"

"Do you mean how often do I go there, or how often do I go there for blow jobs?"

"Well, how often for blow jobs?"

"Since your mom left I have been going there maybe every couple weeks. Sometimes 
as often as two or three times a week. It varies."

"Wow... that's a lot of..." and he paused.

"Yes," I finished for him. "That is a lot of cocksucking."

"And you're not gay?"

"No... you know I go out with plenty of women. I enjoy a woman's body as much as 
a man's."

He looked sheepish for a moment. "And even with all the times you have gotten 
your cock sucked there... you thought I did pretty good?"

"Oh yeah. Very good. It got the desired result didn't it?" We both chuckled.

"That was awesome... seeing your cum shoot out like that."

I smiled. "Well you didn't do so bad in that department either. Of course, I 
didn't actually see yours shoot out, but I know you came a lot."

"Man, I thought my balls were going to come out the head of my dick I came so 
hard. I could feel you swallow it... like you really liked it."

"I do like it, son, that's why I do it."

He thought about this a moment. "Yeah, I guess so. It's different when a woman 
sucks cock. It's like she doesn't really like it, but is just doing it."

"I think that is one thing that I really enjoy about being a with a man," I told 
him. "Guys suck cock because they enjoy it... and know how to do it. At least 
that is why I do it."

My son was looking at me intensely... differently. I became aware that my cock 
had grown hard while discussed this intimate subject. At first, I was 
uncomfortable with having a hard-on while talking to my son about cocksucking. 
But, then I began to feel relaxed about it. After all, we had shared each 
other's cocks and had enjoyed it.

"So, will you be going back to the book store for more experience?" I asked him.

"I'm not sure. I mean, I really enjoyed what happened there... between me and 
you. But at the same time, I sort of nervous about going back and meeting 
strangers. It is a bit of a tough choice. Wanting something, but being kind of 
afraid of enjoying it." He got quiet then.

I felt like he had opened the door and was waiting to see what I said or how I 
responded. I thought about it. Of course, I had been thinking a lot about what 
had happened between the two of us the previous night. The ball seemed to be in 
my court. We were both consenting. He was of age. He was certainly attractive. 
He was someone I cared for and vice versa. And he had given me an incredible 
orgasm the night before. 

"Well... if it is something you would like to try more of... but you aren't 
comfortable going to the porn shop for... there... uh... there might be an 
alternative, you know."

Rob looked at me. I saw him squirm in his seat, like he was adjusting his pants. 
I hoped his cock was as hard as mine. He even lightly licked his lips. Quietly 
he said, "Go on, dad."

I made up my mind. I knew this was the moment that our lives would be changed, I 
hoped for the better. To be sure, I asked, "You sure?" He nodded.

"Stand up, son," was all I said.

He stood up from the table and faced me. He looked up at me with lust in his 
eyes and stepped forward. I untied the drawstring of his sweat pants. They fell 
to his ankles. His cock was at eye level with me as I sat in my chair. My eyes 
never left his throbbing dick. My cock was harder than it had been in years as I 
prepared to suck my son's dick. 

My hands came up slowly, sliding up his firm muscular thighs. I took his cock in 
my hand firmly and slowly stroked him. My other hand came up under his balls and 
gently cupped them. I hefted them, like I could weigh how much cum was in them. 
They rolled smoothly in my hand.

He looked down at me. "Dad... suck my dick for me." I looked up and smiled and 
nodded. He closed his eyes, I opened my mouth and took him in. Oh god... my 
son's dick in my mouth felt so hard and hot. Without the obstacle of the wall 
and without having to work around a glory hole, he could relax and enjoy, as 
could I. I ran my tongue around the flared head, enjoying its smooth hardness, 
tasting his precum. I was able to push his cock deep into my mouth until my nose 
was buried in his pubic hair. I put my hands on his hips and guided his cock in 
and out of my mouth.

After slurping up and down the length of his throbbing dick a few times, I 
pulled my mouth off of it. I continued to jack him as I looked up into his face. 
"How does that feel so far?"

"Great. I can hardly wait to suck your cock, dad."

"Then let's go get more comfortable." I stood up. When I did so, we were face to 
face. His cock was softly bouncing up and down as the blood coursed through it. 
I couldn't resist taking him in my hand once again to enjoy his heat and 
hardness. He reached out and found the drawstring of my sweats and pulled on it. 
My sweats started to drop and then got caught on my jutting cock. He reached in 
and found it. My sweats fell in a pool on the floor by his. We, father and son, 
were now jacking each other off, face to face. He took the head of my cock and 
rubbed it on his. Our precum mixed and coated each other's heads. He smiled at 
me and gently licked his lips. We closed our eyes and we kissed. It was a 
passionate, lusty kiss. Our lips rubbed hard and our tongues pressed hard, the 
way only two men can kiss. Our cocks were kissing and swapping precum and our 
mouths were kissing and swapping spit. It was incredibly erotic.

At last our kiss broke. He panted, "My room or yours?"

"Mine is closer" I panted back inches from his face. His was upstairs, while 
mine was on the other side of the living room, not that it made that much 
difference.

He turned and walked out of the kitchen in front of me, his naked ass firm and 
muscular and, oh, so very fuckable. I was eager to see how much he wanted to 
experience.

We stepped into my bedroom and without a word our t-shirts came off. His chest 
was firmer than mine but not by much. His male nipples, like mine, were hard 
with desire. Our cocks were equally hard and both had beads of clear precum at 
the head. Our cocks were almost identical. Like father, like son.

Again we kissed. Our lust far surpassed our father son love. We were two hungry 
men in need of being fed; in this case being fed cock and cum. Even as we kissed 
we laid down on my bed, the very bed this young man had been conceived in 20 
years earlier. Little did I know that when he was born those many years ago, 
that one day we would end up as lovers, sharing each other's dicks and desire. 

He moved his face down my neck, roughly licking and biting me as he did so. I 
could tell he knew instinctively how to please a man. He licked and sucked at my 
nipples, making my cock throb as it sent shivers of pleasure to my groin. His 
hand found my cock and he began to jack me off. It felt so good, so natural, 
that two men, so close emotionally, should be so close physically. The fact that 
it was my son giving me pleasure did not bother me in the least. It made me wish 
we could have been doing this for years. 

Soon his face left my chest and moved lower yet. His hand never left my hard-on 
and by now his fingers were coated with my constant flow of clear precum. He 
stopped at my navel and tongued me there, teasing me, making me wait for what I 
knew was next. His face turned toward my crotch. I felt his hot breath on the 
head of my cock and then I felt his tongue glide over the head, claiming my 
precum. His hand moved to allow room for his mouth and my son started to suck my 
dick. It was incredible. There was no doubt that this was something he wanted, 
something he hungered for. Rob wanted my cock as much as I wanted his.

I reached out and put my hand on his muscular ass and gently tugged it toward 
me. Without removing his mouth or hand from my cock he shifted his body. He 
raised up and put a knee on each side of my head. His cock was throbbing and 
bobbing over my mouth. His balls, heavy with cum, hung over my nose. I could 
smell the musky smell of sweaty testicles and it made me high. Behind his balls, 
I could see the tight dark ring of his asshole. I opened my mouth and let his 
cock slide in. Our techniques were different. Rob moved his mouth up and down my 
cock, using his hand, fucking me with his mouth while jacking me into his mouth. 
His other hand cupped my balls and rolled them. I held his hips and just let him 
fuck my mouth. His hips worked up and down, filling my mouth and then leaving it 
empty, waiting for his cock to return again. His balls came to rest on my nose 
with each down stroke.

I pulled my mouth off his cock. A strand of his precum connected my tongue with 
the head of his cock. My tongue licked and caressed his balls. I took one in my 
mouth and sucked gently. He moaned. I let it go and shifted slightly. I licked 
behind his balls and he moaned again, louder and longer. I could feel his moans 
vibrate around my cock. I knew I was going where he wanted me. 

My tongue tickled his tight asshole and he pressed his ass down on to my mouth. 
I opened my mouth wide, reached around his hips, and pulled him as tightly as I 
could. His asshole resisted only briefly and then yielded to my probing tongue. 
His cock was now lying under my chin and on my chest. I could feel it throb 
every time my tongue entered his ass. His mouth came off my cock long enough for 
him to gasp, "Oh fuck, dad, that is great. I love your tongue up my ass." And 
then he went back to blowing me and jacking me.

I loosened him with my tongue, getting lots of spit in his ass to lube him up, 
and then my mouth left his ass and moved back to his cock. He left a puddle of 
precum on my chest where the head had been throbbing. As his cock entered my 
mouth, my finger entered his ass. He was now loose enough and wet enough from my 
oral pleasure that my finger slid straight in to my hand. I positioned my hand 
so that when he fucked into my mouth, my finger slid out of his ass. When he 
fucked out of my mouth, my finger was buried deep in his ass. For the next few 
minutes we pleasured each other; me, fucking his mouth with my cock and fucking 
his ass with my finger, him, fucking my mouth with his cock and jacking me off 
into his mouth. Two men, devouring each other. A father and son, loving each 
other.

I felt his cock harden even more deep in my throat and his thrusts became 
shorter and faster. I knew his cum was building. I shoved my finger deep into 
his ass and left it there. I increased the suction of my mouth. His mouth came 
off my cock and he panted, "Oh fuck, dad, here it cums. Suck my cock, dad, take 
my cum...take my cum"

I felt his cock swell and then felt the familiar flow of hot thick cum down my 
throat. I pulled my mouth back a little so I could really taste my son's semen. 
I stopped swallowing, letting his cum pool in my mouth. It was salty, sweet, 
slightly bitter, and thick. I could feel the amount build every time the head of 
his cock swelled. Finally he stopped thrusting and I knew he was done cumming in 
my mouth. I swallowed about half of his cum. 

I pushed gently at his side and he rolled off me, spent, gasping for breath 
after his powerful orgasm. I shifted positions so that I was over him. I looked 
at amazement at his still hard dick. Young guys can go all night and he was all 
mine to have. He looked up at me and smiled. I smile enough to let some of the 
cum still in my mouth leak out and dribble down my chin. His eyes grew wide at 
first and then closed. He reached behind my head and pulled my face to his. Our 
mouths met and the remainder of his cum poured from my mouth to his. Our tongues 
shared it and we each swallowed our share.

Now I was on top of him. His thighs opened around my hips. Our cocks rubbed 
together. His was still hard from his first cum. Mine was hard needing to cum. 
His knees came up. I raised up on my knees between his. No words were needed. We 
both knew what we wanted. He wanted me, his dad, to fuck his ass and let my cum 
explode. I wanted to fuck him, my son, and share my cum with him.

His ass was still wet and loose. I pushed his legs until his knees were on his 
chest. His asshole was there for the taking. I put the head of my blood filled 
cock at his asshole and pushed gently. He closed his eyes, and pushed back; the 
head slipped in easily. We both held that position for maybe a half minute. I 
was enjoying the heat and tightness of his ass, knowing it would get even hotter 
and tighter. He was relaxing, letting his body grow accustomed to being entered. 
I waited. He looked at me and nodded gently. Without a word, I pushed a little 
more and he responded by pushing back. Slowly, but steadily, my cock disappeared 
into my son's ass. I could feel his heat engulfing me. Soon my pubic hair was 
touching his balls and my balls rested on his tailbone. We held that position 
again for a few moments. My cock was throbbing in his ass.

He opened his eyes and our eyes met. I looked at him, trying to suppress my lust 
and need to cum for long enough to be a concerned father. "How does that feel? 
Are you OK?"

He nodded. "Yeah, yeah, dad, I think I feel more OK than I have ever felt 
before." We shared a smile. "Dad?"

"Yes, son"

"Fuck me"

And I did. I started slow. I thrilled with every sensation his ass was giving my 
cock. I pulled out almost to the point where the head of my dick was about to 
pop out and then I would thrust in. His hips slammed up to claim my dick and I 
knew he was ready to be fucked hard by a man. As I picked up speed, he reached 
down and started to jack off. His cock had not gone the least bit soft and was 
leaking precum once again. I fucked his ass hard. I gave his ass all I had, 
plunging deep into his virgin asshole. He took every bit of it.

"Fuck me, boy, fuck your old man hard." I challenged him.

My vulgarity made him fuck harder. His hand jacked faster.

"You want some cum? You want your dad's cum, boy?"

His eyes grew wilder with lust. "Oh god, yes, give me your cum dad, I want it."

"Not until you cum again. Jack that hard cock and shoot it all over yourself. 
Let me see you jack your cock, Rob. Shoot your hot cum, you father fucker"

His hand worked his cock faster and faster. I could see the head swell again as 
he came. I know it could not have been as much as he had cum before in my mouth, 
there was still plenty of cum. He shot out and his first wad hit his chin. The 
other wads landed on his chest and on his stomach. As he came, I could feel his 
asshole tighten and clinch around my cock.

"Where do you want your old man's cum, Rob?" I moaned as I felt my own cum start 
to build.

"Cum on me, dad. I want to see your cum spray all over me."

I pulled out of his ass with a pop. I thrust my hips so my balls were resting on 
his. I jacked my cock hard and fast and then I came. My wads of cum shot out 
hard. The first landed right under his chin, then on his chest and on his 
stomach. My cum mixed with his and we couldn't tell them apart.

I collapsed on to his chest, our cum stuck us together, spreading out between us 
as our bodies pressed together. We kissed again, both of us gasping, trying to 
catch our breath after our powerful orgasms.

"Fuck, dad, that was awesome."

I could feel our thick cum oozing between us. I could feel our cum slickened 
cocks rubbing together. I could feel his balls under mine. I had to agree, it 
was fucking awesome.

THE END


Chapter 5 - Melissa and Her Loving Sons
=======================================

My name is Melissa. I am 45, about 5'4", shoulder length red hair, and have 
managed to keep my body in very good condition. I am a little plump, but my 
curves are womanly as a woman should be. It isn't easy, but I have managed to 
keep my figure to 38-26-36C with exercise and dieting.

Since being left a widow 10 years ago, my time has been devoted to providing a 
home for my two sons, Kevin, 20 and Patrick, 18. They were just boys when their 
dad was killed by a drunk driver, but they pitched in and helped me in every way 
they could. The three of us became quite a team.

I wasn't able to date much due to working and taking care of my sons. But as 
they got older, became young men, and more self-sufficient, I did go out every 
once in a while. But most men I dated were interested primarily in getting into 
my panties and had no interest in becoming father by default to my sons. I got 
tired of being treated as a piece of meat, being expected to put out just 
because some semi-stranger would buy me a meal in a cheap restaurant. As a 
result, I dated less, masturbated more, and paid attention to my sons.

One night, around 1 am I got up to go to the bathroom down the hall. I slipped 
on my light bathrobe and quietly tip toed down the hall so as to not disturb my 
boys. I noticed a dim light shining through Kevin's bedroom door where it was 
not completely shut. Apparently he was awake and watching TV. Just to make sure 
he hadn't gone to sleep with the TV on I crept up to the cracked door and 
prepared to peek in when I heard voices. Both my boys were in the room, watching 
something, and whispering. The first thing I recognized was the cheesy rock 
music soundtrack that normally accompanies a porn movie. I snickered to myself. 
My boys were watching porn late at night. It made me think of the time I found a 
couple of Penthouse Magazines stashed in Patrick's closet with the a few of the 
pages stuck together. Boys! But watching porn together was a little different, 
it seemed, more intimate, more intense.

And then I could begin to make out what they were quietly saying to each other.

"Look at her. Damn she has nice tits. And they look even better with all that 
cum on them" I heard Kevin say.

"Yeah no shit. She sure is a babe. Where did you find this tape anyway? I've 
never seen one with women mom's age and guys our age. This is fuckin' hot! 
Better slow down, I don't want to cum too soon." 

Two things struck me about this. First, that my sons were watching porn about 
older women and younger men. I would have assumed they would be drawn to young 
women their own age. Second, what did Patrick mean by "slow down. I don't want 
to cum too soon?"

I eased myself toward the barely open door and let my eyes adjust to the dim 
light. I peeked around the corner of the door breathlessly. There, on Kevin's 
bed were my two boys, naked, slowly stroking each other's cocks. The boys were 
finely muscled. I expected that as I had seen them in swim suits and with out 
shirts many times. But I had not seen their hard erect cocks, ever. They were 
both about 7" long and finely shaped. Their hands slowly slid up and down the 
shaft of his brother's cock, milking it lovingly as they whispered.

"The only problem with this tape is that none of the women are nearly as hot as 
mom is" Kevin said.

"Yeah, no kidding. I mean they are ok, but mom is just a babe. I saw her in her 
bra and panties the other morning. Fuck, I had to jack off three times to get 
over it" They both chuckled at this.

Watching them jack each other off and listening to them describe me in lusty 
terms began to have an effect on me. My nipples hardened against my robe. I felt 
my clit begin to swell and tingle. I could feel my pussy moisten. I was not 
really surprised at any of this, actually. My sons and I had been very close 
over the years, through good times and bad times. I had been their mom, their 
friend, and their confidant. And now I was the object of their lust. I couldn't 
remember the last time I had been fucked by someone that really cared about me. 
Sure, guys just wanting to get their nuts off had fucked me, but that wasn't the 
same at all. And now, on the opposite side of this door, were two young studs 
with hard cocks that I knew loved me deeply. I made my decision. My hand was 
trembling as I raised my hand to gently rap on the door.

I tapped three times lightly. I had to suppress my laugh at the scrambling that 
I knew was going on. I could hear covers being rearranged, muffled grunts and 
groans, and then the TV was off and it was dark. Then a shy voice said "Uhhhhh…. 
Yeah?"

I pushed the door open and stepped into the room. "I saw the light and heard 
voices and thought I would see what was going on?"

"Sorry, mom, we didn't mean to wake you up"

"That's not what I meant. It's your house too. You are free to do what you want. 
I was just wondering what was going on. I was kind of lonely and thought maybe I 
could join the party." I left the hint hanging out there hoping one of them 
would take it. They just looked back at me not sure of what to say or do. 
Finally Kevin offered "We were just bored and were watching a video. Sorry if we 
had it too loud."

"No problem. Well, I'm awake now." I sat on the edge of the bed. "What's the 
movie?"

They looked at each other. I could see the confusion and embarrassment in their 
eyes. Finally Patrick said, "You probably wouldn't like it, mom… it's porn… 
sorry."

This broke the ice. I laughed. They both laughed at having been caught like 
little boys peeking at a Playboy. I said, "Well I'm a big girl now. I've seen 
porn before." I jumped up on the bed and wedged myself between them. My nipples 
were rock hard and I could feel my pussy leaking juice, knowing these two fine 
young men were naked under the covers next to me.

Kevin hesitantly picked up the remote control. "You sure about this mom?"

"Go ahead honey… maybe it will be good for this old lady's heart"

Patrick piped right up, "You're no old lady, mom. You are a real fox" 

"Thank you baby" and I kissed him on the cheek, holding my lips there a little 
longer than necessary. I let my breast press against his arm.

The image came up on the screen. An attractive woman about 50 years old had four 
young men about 20 years old with her. She was riding the cock of one, sucking 
the cock of another, and jacking off the remaining two. I felt my two sons 
squirm under the covers as they tried to hide their obvious erections from me.

"My, she certainly is coordinated, isn't she?" I joked and the boys laughed and 
the tension was somewhat broken.

The actions continued through a series of fuck scenes and cum shots. My boys 
were breathing a little faster as their excitement rose. My pussy was soaking 
through to my panties. I could smell my own secretions and wondered if the boys 
could also. They were hesitant to take the next step so I did.

Feigning being cold, I shivered and said "Is there room under there for one 
more? I'm freezing?"

Patrick blurted out "Mom, we don't have any clothes on"

"Honey, I have seen excited men before. I won't be embarrassed to see two more."

Kevin was more cool. He looked down at my tits showing through my robe and said 
"Yes, I can see you must be cold.", referring to my hard and showing nipples. I 
laughed. He then held the covers up to allow me to slide under with them. I 
caught a good look at their hard cocks and trim bodies. "Hmmmmm…. You certainly 
have both grown into fine young men."

I snuggled up to Kevin. I wrapped my arms over his chest and threw my leg over 
his thighs. I could feel the hair on his balls tickling my leg. "Patrick, my 
back is freezing, come snuggle up with me"

Patrick spooned with me and I could feel his hard cock pressing against the 
crack of my ass. He put his arm over me, between me and his brother, right below 
my tits.

We lay there, pretending to watch the movie while our sexual excitement and 
tension built. I looked up into Kevin's eyes and the lightening flew between us. 
I raised my face to his and kissed him on the lips. His lips parted and my 
tongue entered his mouth. My hand slid down his chest, over his stomach and 
found his hard cock. He moaned as I took it in my hand and started to stroke it 
lovingly. Patrick, seeing what I was doing with his brother, he moved his hand 
inside my robe, raised his hand only a few inches and cupped my breast and 
started pulling on my nipple. He shifted his hips and his cock slid up between 
my thighs and rubbed at the entrance to my panty-covered pussy.

I broke my kiss with Kevin and looked back over my shoulder at Patrick and 
smiled. His eyes were wide with lust. I sat up and undid my robe and let it fall 
off my shoulders. Both of my sons looked hungrily at my full rounded tits, 
seeing them for the first time by my choice. This was not them having to peek 
around doors or through keyholes. This was me willingly, happily showing my tits 
to my sons, for them to lust over. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my 
panties, raised my butt off the mattress, and pulled my panties off my legs. It 
was almost humorous to watch my sons looking at me. It was obvious they did not 
know where to look first. Their eyes darted from my pussy to my tits and back 
again, as if, if they were to look at one too long they would miss something 
with the other.

I lay back on the bed between them. "Now we are all dressed the same". They just 
looked at me, their hard cocks literally springing up and down in front of them. 
"Who needs a porn movie, anyway?" I asked teasingly.

They both surrendered to their lust for me, their mother. Kevin knelt over me 
and started sucking my tits; cupping them, biting my nipples, and sending jolts 
of pleasure to my pussy. Patrick had his face between my thighs and was teasing 
my clit with his tongue. He put one finger and then two into my already 
saturated cunt and started to finger fuck me. It was heavenly. My two sons, now 
my two studs, showing their love, their desire, and their lust for me.

They were taking me quickly toward my first orgasm. Kevin's ministrations on my 
tits and Patrick's oral treatment of my pussy were doing the trick. I put one 
hand behind Kevin's head and pulled his face tightly to my tits. I put my other 
hand behind Patrick's head and pulled his face tightly to my cunt. Wave after 
wave of ecstasy swept over me. I could feel my pussy muscles throb and contract 
around Patrick's fingers. Kevin's gentle biting of my nipples only served to 
enhance my pleasure.

When I came down from my intense cum, the boys were looking at me with 
astonishment in their eyes. I was still gasping for breath, but I managed to say 
"What's the matter? Didn't you think your mom could do that?"

"You are so beautiful when you cum, mom." Patrick said. I think I might have 
even blushed.

"Come to me, my handsome sons. Take me for your own" I said.

Kevin scooted up next to my face, his dripping cock only inches from my mouth. I 
knew immediately what he wanted. I reached up and took it in my hand. My oldest 
son's cock was hard and throbbing in my hand. I knew it would be harder and 
throb even more in my mouth. I gave him a gentle tug and he moved forward. My 
tongue swirled around the head of his cock a couple of times, capturing the 
clear bead of semen that had gathered there. He pressed forward and began to 
slowly fuck my mouth. I cupped his balls and caressed them as he did.

Patrick spread my thighs and moved between them. I raised my knees to tilt my 
hips knowing full well that he was ready to fuck me and also knowing that I was 
full ready for him to do so. He moved forward on his knees. I felt him run the 
head of his cock up and down my pussy lips a few times to get it good and 
lubricated. I felt his cock head part my lips and enter into my love hole. Then 
he gently worked his hard cock into my cunt and started to fuck me.

I was being overwhelmed by the sexuality, the carnality, the kinkiness, the, I 
don't know, the everything, of the situation. My sons were using me. No, not 
using me, but instead enjoying me, as I was enjoying them. We all loved each 
other, cared for each other, and respected each other. Why shouldn't we openly 
please each other. Suddenly the idea of the incestuous taboo made no sense what 
so ever.

I sucked Kevin's cock with enthusiasm. I eagerly worked my hips to meet 
Patrick's thrusts. Kevin was reaching down and squeezing my right tit, milking 
it, loving it. Patrick had taken the other in his mouth and was sucking and 
biting as he fucked me. Their combined stimulation was bringing on another 
orgasm for me. My sons certainly knew how to treat their loving mother. I felt 
my cunt begin to spasm around Patrick's cock, it tightened like a velvet sheath 
around his steel cock. I could barely breathe around Kevin's cock in my mouth as 
he fucked me orally. I moaned, I writhed, I tensed, I relaxed. I gasped for 
breath.

My two sons didn't slow down or skip a beat. They continued their loving assault 
on my pussy and mouth. They were each watching the other. Patrick was watching 
me suck his brother's hard cock, as it slid in an out of the tight "O" of my 
mouth. Kevin was watching Patrick fuck me, his cock disappearing into the tight 
"O" of my cunt.

Almost simultaneously, they said, "Let's switch"

I, still recovering from my cum, said "Don't I get a vote in this" and laughed.

"Come on, mom, you've cum twice. It's our turn now" Kevin laughed.

"Well let me change positions then, at least"

I got on my hands and knees. Patrick moved around in front of me and Kevin took 
his place behind me. I looked up at Patrick and licked my lips. He put pussy 
juice coated cock to my lips. I opened my mouth and he slid his cock into my 
mouth. Behind me, Kevin worked his cock up and down the crease of my snatch and 
then pressed forward, burying his cock into my hot depths.

Patrick reached under me and found my hanging tits and began to pull at my 
nipples sending thrills to my cunt. Kevin reached around under me and found my 
clit, and began to stroke it. These boys of mine were taking great care to 
ensure that I enjoyed everything they did. Their pace began to pick up. They 
began to get a little rougher, not out of maliciousness, but out of their 
growing need to cum.

Patrick grabbed my hair which had formed a curtain over my shoulders and began 
to fuck my mouth in earnest. His engorged cock filled my mouth and throat. I had 
to control my breathing and time it to his thrusting dick in my mouth. Kevin 
grabbed my hips and began to slam his cock into my cunt hard. I knew their time 
was quickly approaching.

Patrick, maybe because of his younger age or because of less experience, was the 
first to cum. "oh god, mom, it's so good fucking your mouth…. Your mouth is so 
hot on my cock…. Oh mom, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum"

"Go ahead, baby, fill my mouth with your cum." I said around his cock in my 
mouth.

His thrusts became faster and deeper and then he froze. He froze and pushed his 
cock into the depths of my mouth. He shivered and shook as his balls pumped his 
thick white love cream in to me. I gulped and swallowed to meet his explosion. I 
could feel his cock swell and pump his seed into me. It was immense load of cum. 
It dribbled out of the corners of my mouth and dripped onto the bed.

Kevin must have been watching his brother cum in my mouth. He looked down to 
watch his cock sliding in and out of my cunt, his mother's cunt, my ass splayed 
open before him. It was all too much for him. 

"Oh god mom, oh god mom, fuck , fuck, fuck… " Was all he could gasp as I felt 
his cock swell and pump his load into me. His load was so hot I could actually 
feel it spread into every nook of my cunt. I felt it begin to drip from my pussy 
lips even before he was done cumming.

My sons collapsed away from me, spent from their intense orgasms.. Their cocks 
began to deflate as my sons snuggled up to me. I knew that they would soon 
recover and be ready to show me more of their lusty love and loving lust. Until 
then, I lay back, licking the cum off my lips, feeling it leak from my pussy, to 
enjoy the porn movie, still on the TV, my finger lightly caressing my clit.

THE END


Chapter 6 - Mom and I
=====================

When I was 32, I went through a very messy and expensive divorce and asked my 
parents if I could move back with them and share expenses. My mother was 53 and 
was (and still is) very attractive, dark hair with a touch of gray, womanly 
curves without being plump, and a pair of very nice round tits. My father was 60 
at the time and had recently undergone prostate surgery and was still recovering 
from that and appreciated having the help around the house during his healing 
time. For several months this arrangement worked very well. They had their 
privacy and I had my freedom. But of course it was awkward to invite women over 
for the night, so my horniness began to build. I bought a TV and VCR for my room 
so I could watch porn and jack off but it wasn’t the same as actually fucking a 
nice hot pussy, of course. I then noticed that my parents seemed edgy and at 
odds with each other. My mother in particular seemed restless and crabby.

One Monday night, my father went out bowling, as was his custom, leaving my 
mother and I to relax around the house and watch TV. I was wearing flannel 
boxers and a t-shirt and she was wearing her bathrobe, having freshly showered. 
She was certainly attractive but not acting terribly sexy or seductive. Mom sat 
down next to me on the couch, sort of sighed and laid her head on my shoulder. 
Since we are a "touchy-feely" family this did not seem unusual at all.

"We need to talk about something very serious" she said after a while. "Okay" 
was all I said, knowing that she would proceed, as she was comfortable. "There 
are two problems growing in this house" she said. "First I know that since your 
divorce, your sex life must be almost nonexistent." I nodded in agreement to 
this. "And secondly, since your dad's operation, he has been unable to meet my 
sexual needs and it is frustrating both of us very much". 

"There is more than one way to 'skin a cat' you know" I chided. 

"Well, your dad has never been very adventurous in bed, so “the cat” has been 
skinned only one way all these years" she joked back. "But anyway, here is the 
deal, he and I have talked this problem over very seriously, and we have 
discussed your problem also, and we have a suggestion that might be a solution 
for all of us." 

My curiosity was certainly aroused. "And that would be....?", I asked.

"As you know, your dad goes out bowling with his friends every Monday and 
Thursday night. We propose to you, that those nights be a 'date night' for you 
and I. On those nights, after he leaves, you and I can find satisfaction with 
each other. You do not have to go looking for a cheap relationship, and I do not 
have to have an affair that might become known in the community."

I looked deeply into my mother's eyes. There I saw love, some lust, and some 
fear of how I might react to this unusual suggestion.

"That is" she said, "if you find me desirable....." sounding a little uncertain.

By now my cock was hard and throbbing in my pants. I took her hand and gently 
laid it over my erection. "What do you think?" I asked her. She smiled and said 
"Well, I guess that question is answered". Her fingers reached inside the band 
of my boxers and found my cock at the same time my lips found her mouth. Our 
first kiss was like electricity. Her lips parted and took my tongue in to her 
mouth. She began to suck my tongue. By now she had fished my cock out and was 
stroking it. It was so wild and erotic, frenching my mother while she jacked my 
dick. As we kissed, I reached inside her bathrobe and cupped her relatively firm 
tits and began to fondle them. Her nipples grew hard in my fingers. She moaned 
softly around my tongue and squeezed my cock in response. "It's been so long 
since I have had a hard cock to love that I just have to taste it" With that she 
leaned over and ran her tongue around the head of my dick. Then she began to 
suck in earnest. As her mouth slid up and down my cock, her hand alternated 
between stroking the skin and caressing my cum filled balls. I was able to reach 
down her back and slide my hand into the crack of her ass. I couldn't quite 
reach her pussy, but I was able to play with her ass. I some how got my shirt 
off during all these gyrations. 

"Stand up" she said. Standing, she slid my pants down and I stepped out of them. 
Her bathrobe came off her shoulders. Looking down I could see my mother, naked, 
on her knees, sucking my cock... her tits rubbing the fronts of my thighs. She 
left my cock with her mouth and started licking my balls. I could tell she was 
cock starved by how hungrily she went after my dick. Of course, it had been a 
while for me also and I could tell I wasn't going to last long. "Mom... unless 
you want a faceful of cum, you had better slow down" I warned her. "Baby, that 
is exactly what I want" and with that her mouth was around my cock, sucking even 
harder than before. I felt my orgasm begin to build and my hips began to thrust 
at her mouth. I was fucking my mom in the mouth, loving every second of it and 
so apparently was she. I wrapped my hands in her hair and fucked her in the 
mouth.

The first blast of my cum went straight down her throat and then she pulled her 
mouth off and jacked my spewing cock. My cum sprayed over her face and then 
began to drip down on to her tits and erect nipples. She continued to lick the 
cum off the head of my cock, keeping it hard and hot in her hand. Without even 
pausing to wipe my cum off her face, she laid back, pulled her knees up, parted 
her thighs, exposing her wet hairy cunt, and said "Fuck me.... come fuck your 
cock starved, cum loving mother..."

I laid between her thighs and my cock was almost scalded by the heat of her 
pussy. She thrust her hips up at me and my cock slid into her. I was surprised 
that she was as tight as she was, but since I was an only child, her pussy 
hadn't been stretched like many other women's pussies. Once my cock was in my 
mom, she became a wildcat. At first we frenched while we fucked, my cum covering 
our faces, but then she began to get vocal. "God, I have missed being fucked 
like this.... I need cock... I need cum... fuck me.... fuck me like a 
whore....fuck me you motherfucker…" 

The longer we fucked the more vocal she became and the more crude she spoke. I 
could actually feel her pussy getting hotter and tighter as her orgasm 
approached. When she came, she screamed and cried. Her hands grabbed my ass 
firmly. Her nails dug into my ass. Her hips pounded mine, driving my cock deeper 
and deeper into the far reaches of her pussy. My cock began to swell again, 
stimulated by the spasms of her cunt around it. "Oh god, mom, I going to cum 
again... I'm going to fill your pussy with my hot cum" "My mouth baby... my 
mouth.... cum in my mouth... mommy wants it in her mouth and on her face." At 
the last second, I pulled out of her cunt, moved up and sat on her tits (I could 
actually feel her hard nipple teasing my asshole) pointed my cock at her face 
and began to shoot my second load. Mom took my cock in her hands and jacked me 
into her mouth, catching most of my intense, but smaller, load on her tongue, 
but some shot on to her cheek and in her hair.

I collapsed on to her. I licked my cum off of her cheek and put my tongue into 
her mouth. She eagerly cleaned it off. We laid there catching our breath for a 
while. 

"Your dad will be home at 10. Part of our agreement is that he will not see us 
together, even though he knows what is happening" We got up, cleaned up and got 
dressed. When dad came in at 10 sharp, he found us sitting on the couch, 
watching the start of the news on TV. "So, did you two have a pleasant evening?" 
he asked. I smiled, and mom said, "Yes, it was very, very relaxing" and I saw 
her wink at him. That was three years ago. Since then every Monday and Thursday 
night, when dad leaves, mom and I fuck our brains out, and I have no intention 
of moving out!

THE END


Chapter 7 - Soccer Moms
=======================

I am what is commonly called a soccer mom. But in this case I guess it is to be 
taken literally. My own two sons grew up playing soccer. Over the years I drove 
God knows how many hundreds or maybe thousands of miles; to practice, from 
practice, to games, from games, to the sporting good store, etc. You get the 
idea. My sons played for the Centerville Centurions for their four years of high 
school, and I was at every game cheering them on to victory and consoling them 
in defeat. Naturally I came to look at the boys on the team as being a special 
part of my life and almost part of the family. It seemed there was always three 
or four extra mouths to feed at the supper table. Being a single mom made it 
tough sometimes, but I was always grateful to have them around. There is just 
something special about teenage boys on the verge of manhood.

Even though my sons graduated from high school and went on to college, I still 
continued to support the team. I was happy to drive boys to games, help with 
uniforms at times, and cheer the team on. I was an unofficial member of the 
team. I made friends with other parents whose boys were currently on the team. 
And, despite the fact I did not have a player myself, they made me feel welcome 
at their gatherings and appreciated my help. I became good friends with Angie, 
another single mom who was also my age, 42. Angie's son was a senior in high 
school and had already been accepted to a major university to play soccer for 
them. Angie had a wonderful smile and a playful laugh that I loved. Both of us 
being single soccer moms had drawn us together and we became close friends.

We liked doing things together and enjoyed each other's company. We enjoyed 
shopping for clothes together. I am a little on the plump side; not fat by any 
means, but I have womanly curves. I am what is often referred to as 
"Rubenesque", full soft breasts, a soft rounded butt, a little extra on the 
thighs, and a little bit of a tummy. My long red hair seems to complete the 
picture. I am far from being a hard body, but I happen to think that it is ok 
for a mature woman to look and feel like a mature woman. For a variety of 
reasons, I tended to dress on the conservative side. I did like to show off the 
cleavage created by my 38Ds however. Angie on the other hand was very slender. 
Her shoulder length blonde hair and firm body lent itself to dressing in tight 
tops and short shorts. She had commented once that she envied me my 38Ds but I 
tried to assure her that her 34C boobs fit her perfectly well.

It was the end of another soccer season. The Centerville Centurions had ended up 
9 and 3 for the season. Coach Verdi decided to host a party for the boys, their 
parents, and other assorted hangers on. Coach Verdi was new this year. He was 
tall, dark and handsome, to use the cliché. He was 29, only about 10 years older 
than the young men he coached and he himself had played professional soccer in 
Italy. All the high school girls had crushes on him and to tell the truth, Angie 
and I had both commented on how good he looked in his jersey and soccer shorts. 
Being new to the community, he was grateful for the help we were able to give 
him.

The night of the party came and everyone gathered at coach's house. Throughout 
the evening people came and went. Hamburgers and hot dogs were consumed in 
ravenous amounts by the boys and their generally over weight fathers. The well 
muscled young men soccer players were in stark contrast to their fathers. Sodas 
were available for the under 21 crowd and beer and wine was there for the over 
21 bunch. It was a good party all around. There was lots of good conversation 
and company.

A number of the young men on the team had brought their girlfriends. Coach had a 
swimming pool, so there were numerous teenagers running around in speedos and 
bikinis. Angie was wearing a hot pink bikini that did justice to her hard body 
and firm boobs. I had chosen a black one piece that zipped down the front. It 
was becoming to my curves but not terribly daring. More than once, I caught one 
or another of the young men looking at me in a very "un-mom-like" manner which 
made me feel like maybe I was far from over the hill after all. The bolder boys 
flirted openly with Angie as though she were their age and not literally old 
enough to be their mother.

As the evening wore on, people began to drift from the party. The married 
couples, those with the younger boys on the team, boys with girlfriends, and 
those with other plans. By eleven, it was down to Coach Verdi, Angie, five of 
the senior boys, one of their girl friends, and me. Angie's own son, Kevin had 
left earlier with his girlfriend. 

"Probably to get laid" Angie had whispered to me. "They are like bunnies. Just 
so long they are careful, I don't think I can do much to stop them" She shrugged 
and giggled.

The area around the patio was lit dimly by a few lights under the water. Some 
softer music had replaced the louder rock music that had been playing earlier. 
It was winding down to a very nice relaxing time.

Richard and Lori, the boy and girlfriend, were keeping to themselves at one end 
of the pool. Not that the pool was big enough to really get away from the 
others, but big enough to make them feel like they had some privacy. They had 
been necking and caressing each other most the night, and it seemed to me that 
Richard had been sporting a sizable hard on most the night. It was readily 
visible under his swim trucks.

Angie and Antonio (Coach Verdi's first name) were half-heartedly doing some 
cleaning up. Billy, one of the senior boys was telling me about his plans for 
college in the fall while trying to inconspicuously look down my swim suit. I 
knew my nipples were visible through the damp material but I figured, "what the 
hell, boys will be boys. Where is the harm" so I let him ramble on and ogle on.

The other three senior boys came out of Antonio's house on to the patio. 

"Damn, Coach, we were just down in your trophy room. What you are doing here in 
Centerville is a mystery to me" Gary, a tall good looking blonde senior said.

"Hey, coach, everyone else is gone. Can we have some beer?" It was Leo, another 
good looking well muscled senior.

"Yeah, we won't tell, if you won't tell" added Mark, the third of the trio.

Antonio looked at Angie and then at me as if hoping for some guidance. Angie 
looked at me and said, "Hell, Maggie, when you and I were their age, it was 
legal to drink beer. I think it would be ok. Don't you? I mean as long as they 
don't drink too much."

Antonio laughed and said "In my country I grew up drinking beer and wine from 
the time I was 10. I have a hard time understanding why you Americans are so 
hard about this." It seemed settled or at least rationalized by the adults (who 
had probably had a little bit too much to drink ourselves already), so Antonio 
told the boys, "OK, but take it easy"

Even Richard and Lori came up out of the pool. I saw Lori readjust her tiny swim 
suit bottom and then saw Richard lick his fingers. I don't think my eyes bugged 
out but my initial thought was that he had been fingering her pussy under water. 
Her nipples were hard and pressing out against the material of her top. I 
wondered why they hadn't left already to go get naked together.

Beers were handed out. Billy, the boy that had been peeking down my suit most 
the evening, brought me one and sat down on the pool chair next to mine. It was 
obvious he wanted to say something but was too shy to come out with it. 

"Something on your mind, sailor?" I asked him with a smile.

He got a bashful look on his face and swallowed about half the can of beer in 
one gulp. It gave him the bit of the courage that he needed, I guess, because he 
looked at me and said, "Ms Moran… Maggie… can I call you Maggie? I was wondering 
if you would like to maybe dance with me?"

He was so cute, being bashful. But at the same time he was so handsome, so 
young, so virile. And I was flattered. Of course, the amount of wine and beer 
that I had poured down my throat, had relaxed me considerably. I listened. A 
nice soft ballad was playing. The air was cool. I felt like I was back in high 
school myself.

"Sure, Billy… or maybe I should call you Bill since you are not a little boy any 
more"

He smiled and my compliment seemed to give him new confidence. I stood up and he 
took me in his arms and we began to dance. Well, it wasn't exactly dancing. It 
was more just standing very closely together and swaying with the music. Our 
feet moved very little. I let myself get lost in the moment and laid my head on 
his shoulder. He had one hand in the middle of my back and he pulled me to him. 
My tits flatten out against his young hard chest. I felt his other hand slowly, 
hesitantly slide down my back and come to rest at the top of my ass. He then 
pulled my hips to his and I felt the bulge of his young hard cock. Because of 
the beer and wine, because of the cool air, because of the flattery of the 
situation, because of who knows why, I pressed my hips to his and let my pussy 
mound grind against his cock. We continued this way through the rest of the song 
and into the next.

I looked up. Angie was dancing with Antonio. They were pressed together so 
tightly a ray of light couldn't pass between them. Their hands were roaming 
freely over each other's backs and butts. Richard and Lori were dancing also. 
But they had added another dimension to their slow dancing. Mark had joined them 
and was pressed up against Lori's ass from behind as Richard danced with her 
from in front. It was obvious that he had his hands on her hips grinding his 
cock against her ass. It was equally obvious that she had no objection to this 
arrangement. She had her lips locked to Richard's in a deep French kiss. Then 
she broke from it with him, looked over her shoulder, and locked lips with Mark. 
Richard didn't seem to mind at all. He let his hands come up her smooth tummy 
and cup her barely confined tits. He kissed her neck while she tongue wrestled 
with Mark.

Leo approached Angie and Antonio. "Hey coach, looks like you know the moves off 
the field too." He laughed. "Can I join in or do I need to cut in?" Angie out an 
arm and brought him into their dance. She had her two men dancing to her front, 
her face between theirs. They were amazingly close to each other, the two men 
apparently not bothered by their intimate situation. The two men each had a hand 
on Angie's mostly bare ass. They moved as one to the music.

Gary approached Bill and I. He didn't ask, he just stepped up behind me and 
pressed to me. I felt his hard cock between my ass cheeks. I could feel Bill's 
hard cock pressed against my pussy mound. I was a woman sandwich between two 
loaves of male cock. I looked up into Bill's eyes and smiled. I licked my lips 
and I kissed him, lightly at first but then deeply. My tongue was exploring his 
mouth. I felt him moan around my tongue. I felt his hard cock throb against my 
pussy. I then felt Gary's lips press against the side of my neck and his hands 
moved up my waist and then his hands were between Bill and I and were holding my 
tits.

I suddenly felt very self-conscious, making out with these two boys. No, not 
boys, young men. Young men that found me desirable and wanted my body. I looked 
around certain that I would find everyone staring at us, shocked at my brazen 
behavior. What I found was quite the opposite. 

Lori was already naked and on her knees. Richard and Mark were standing with 
their cocks at her face. She was sucking on Richard while she slowly jacked Mark 
off. Richard was slowly fucking her pretty young face while Mark fucked her 
fist. Then she switched and sucked on Mark while jacking off Richard.

Angie was in the process of removing her swim suit bottoms. Her tits were 
already exposed. Antonio was on his knees in front of her, helping her step out 
of them while Leo sucked on her tits. She had Leo's cock in her hand. Her eyes 
were closed and she was lost in her passion. As soon as her bottoms were off, 
Antonio leaned forward and pressed his mouth firmly against her pussy and began 
to eat her. 

Instead of feeling like a slut I suddenly felt like I was behind everyone else, 
which I was. I let one hand reach between Bill and I. I found his hard dick and 
squeezed it. My other hand reached behind me, between Gary and I. I found his 
hard dick and squeezed it. Gary's hand found the zipper on the front of my swim 
suit and pulled it down. My tits sprang free. He pulled the suit off my 
shoulders and then got on his knees behind me and pulled it down over my ass. It 
fell to the patio. I covered Bill's chest with kisses, biting his nipples, and 
pulled his trucks down. His hard cock sprang up and lightly slapped my face. I 
felt Gary gently push at my ankles and I spread my legs for him. I felt his 
tongue swabbing my ass and then explore between my cheeks. My legs spread even 
farther. 

I took Bill's cock into my mouth and began to suck it. He began to work his hips 
and was fucking my mouth. I could taste his clear semen on my tongue as the 
smooth head of his dick slid in and out of my mouth. I felt Gary's tongue 
probing my asshole as his fingers probed my pussy. It had been years since I had 
been so turned on and I felt certain that my pussy juice must be running down my 
thighs like water.

I was able to see the other groups while I enjoyed the two men I was with. Angie 
was on her back on a flat pool lounger chair. Antonio was between her thighs, 
fucking her deeply. His hard cock glistened with her pussy juices as it entered 
and left her. Her hips rose and fell in time with his thrusts. I was surprised 
to see her pussy was clean-shaven. On her back, her tits flattened to her chest, 
with a clean-shaven cunt mound, she looked like she could have been younger than 
the boys we were with. Leo was squatting over her face, fucking her mouth and 
squeezing her tits. His head was thrown back. Either she was very good at 
sucking cock or he had never had his cock sucked before. It occurred to me that 
both were very likely. She was able to take him deep into her mouth so that his 
balls were resting on her chin. At that point she would work her face in tiny 
little strokes as she let the head of his dick into her throat. From her 
technique and the look on his face I could tell it wouldn't be long before he 
blasted his load of cum into her mouth.

On the other side of them, it was even hotter to watch. Richard was on his back. 
Lori was laying down on top of his muscular chest, her thighs open wide, and his 
cock in her tightly stretched pussy. Mark was just removing his face from 
between her firm little ass cheeks, his face shining with moisture. Apparently 
he had been eating her asshole while she fucked her boyfriend. Mark then raised 
up and took his cock in his hand. He aimed it at Lori's asshole and pressed it 
forward slowly. Lori and Richard stopped their fucking to let him join them 
inside her body. Where had this young girl learned these things I wondered. Here 
was this young girl, barely a woman, doing things which I hadn't even heard of 
at her age and which I had never even tried.

My attention was refocused. I felt Gary stand up from behind me and knew what 
was about to happen. I felt the head of his swollen cock run up and down my slit 
a couple of times. I looked up into Bill's eyes as I sucked his cock and saw 
nothing but lust there. I felt Gary's cock head open my labia. As hot as my 
pussy was, I could feel the heat radiate from his cock as he entered me. He 
pushed slowly, almost teasing me as his cock filled me. The ridge of his cock 
head caused tingles throughout my cunt tunnel. His cock came to rest deep 
against my cervix. I felt his pubic hair tickling my ass. And then he really 
began to fuck me. He grabbed my hips and thrust hard into my pussy. His pace was 
nice and steady. It was obvious that he had done lots of fucking before and I 
couldn't help but wonder who the lucky girl or girls had been. Then I felt the 
palm of his hand slap my soft ass cheek. The light pain was converted to 
pleasure as it spread through my pussy.

Every time he would thrust into my cunt, it would drive my body forward and push 
my mouth further down Bill's cock. It took the three of us a couple of minutes 
but we found a rhythm. I was being taken at both ends by two well hung horny 
young men. Once we found our fucking and sucking timing, I was able to glance 
around at the two other groups out of the corner of my eyes.

Leo was now between Angie's thighs fucking her. Like me, she was obviously 
enjoying the hardness of a young man's cock. He was feasting on her tits as he 
fucked her. Her hands were pulling his face tight to her tits and I could hear 
her moaning as his cock moved in and out of her. She raised her hips and wrapped 
her legs around his ass. Her hips worked up and down in time with his cock going 
in and out. It occurred to me that Antonio, Coach Verdi, was no longer with 
them.

He was now with the three teenagers. Once again, I was surprised by what I saw. 
Richard was still fucking Lori's young but clearly not virginal cunt. Mark was 
still fucking her tight ass. Antonio was standing in front of Lori fucking her 
mouth. I couldn't help but be amazed at this young woman's sexual ability and 
lack of inhibition. No one seemed to be inhibited by this combination. Antonio 
had his hands on Lori's shoulders and was fucking her in the mouth. Mark had his 
hands on Lori's hips and was fucking her up the ass. Lori had her hands on 
either side of Richard's shoulders and was fucking his cock. 

Suddenly, Bill drove his cock deep into my throat and his cum started to pump 
out. He roared as his copious load filled my mouth. I swallowed quickly but as 
he fucked my mouth his cock dragged cum out and left it on my lips and chin. His 
throbbing cock in my mouth and Gary's thrusting cock in my cunt took me over the 
top. I felt my pussy heat up and tighten around his rock hard dick. Wave after 
wave of orgasm passed through me. I could only moan around Bill's still hard 
dick in my mouth but I'm sure Gary knew he was making me cum by the way my cunt 
muscles were milking his cock. 

While I was cumming, I was vaguely aware of Lori's almost animal howls of 
passion and orgasm. I was able to refocus some and saw that Antonio's load of 
white thick semen was all over her face and running down her neck on to her 
young firms tits. Richard continued to thrust up into her pussy while Mark 
filled her ass. Mark threw his head back and thrust hard up into bowels. It was 
obvious that he was pumping wad after wad of cum in her ass. And that seemed to 
be all that Richard needed. He growled, "Oh fuck you cum loving slut… take my 
cum… take my cum…" Mark had pulled out. I could see his load leaking out from 
her stretched asshole and running down to her pussy and onto Richard's thrusting 
cock. Richard pushed his cock hard up into his girlfriend's cunt and came. She 
continued to ride up and down his cock as her own orgasm swept over her. She had 
cum on her face, her tits, leaking out her ass, and now it dripped from her 
cunt.

Next to me, Angie was cumming also. Leo must have cum once because I could see 
the thick white foam clinging to his cock as he fucked my friend. But I knew the 
great thing about teenage boys was that they could continue to fuck after 
cumming once, twice, or even three times without losing their hard-on. Angie was 
lost in orgasm. Her head tossed from side to side. Her chest was flush from 
passion and exertion. Her tits were crowned with hard tight nipples. Her hips 
thrust up to meet Leo's every thrust as he drove his cock into her ball deep 
time and time again. Suddenly Leo pulled out of her and pointed his throbbing 
cock at her face and tits. Wad of thick white cum followed wad of thick white 
cum as he shot his load onto her. It sprayed across her dark hair and pretty 
face. It landed between her tits and also on her nipples. It may have been his 
second load but it was plentiful. She was gathering it with her fingers and 
licking them clean.

And then I came again. There was so much visual stimulation… so many erotic 
things happening around me. Gary continued to fuck me. The staying power of this 
young man amazed me. But it couldn't last. As my cunt contracted around his cock 
this second time, he came. He grabbed my hips and thrust hard and deep into me. 
I felt his cock expanded and explode. I could feel his potent cum shooting onto 
my cervix, filling me, and then running out and down my thighs.

The music continued to play in the background. Lori was laying across Richard's 
chest, her skin still gleaming with cum. Mark was spooning up to her from 
behind. Antonio had moved over to where Leo was now gently licking at Angie's 
freshly fucked cunt. Antonio offered her his semi hard cock which she took into 
her mouth. Bill and Gary were on either side of where I had collapsed and were 
sucking on my tits. Each of them had a finger in my cum soaked, but still needy 
pussy.

I knew the party had just begun. I love being a soccer mom.

THE END


Chapter 8 - The Anniversary Party
=================================

My mom had sounded very disappointed when I told her I wouldn't be able to make 
it to their home for their 30th wedding anniversary.

"But, Richard, your brother can't be there either."

"Sorry, mom, but I can't get out of the trip I've got scheduled. And I'm not 
responsible for Ross's life. What about Marie? Will she be there?"

"I haven't talked to your sister yet so I'm not sure" I could hear the hurt in 
her voice and it was hard to keep the secret of the plan we three siblings had 
agreed to.

Ross, Marie, and I had already discussed mom and dad's anniversary and had 
decided to surprise them. I was the oldest at 28, Marie was 25, and Ross, the 
"baby" of the family, as we never ceased to remind him, was 21. I was divorced 
for the last 3 years, Marie divorced for just one, and Ross had yet to be 
married. We all lived within 30 miles of each other and spent time together, 
sincerely enjoying each other's company. There was lots of good natured kidding 
about personal aspects of each others lives, including sexual activity, or lack 
thereof, as the case might be. There was even generally harmless flirtation 
between us two brothers and our sister but no one gave it much thought.

The night before the folk's anniversary, I called mom with the excuse of finding 
out if they had made any plans but in reality I was making sure they would be 
home when the 3 of us kids surprised them. We had bought Champaign, a cake, and 
a couple of presents.

"Yes, dear, we will be fine. We have invited the Meyers over. Mike, Lisa, and 
their two kids will be over for drinks and dessert. We will miss you all but we 
understand that you are all grown and have commitments to keep."

"Tell you what, mom, maybe we can get together next weekend for a belated 
celebration."

"That sounds wonderful, Richard. Give a call when you get back from your 
business trip.'

Things were going according to plan. Mom and dad would be home. Having their 
good friends the Meyers over would make our surprise even better. The Meyers 
were a couple not quite mom and dad's age. They were around 40 and mom and dad 
were 8 or 9 years older. They had known each other for years. Their "kids" as 
mom called them, weren't kids any more than me and my brother and sister were 
kids. Their two children were David and Debbie. David was 22, the same age as my 
younger brother and Debbie was 19. Our two families had taken camping trips 
together so we all knew each other well. 

Lisa Meyers had been the object of many masturbation sessions for both my 
brother and I when we were younger. She was the "older woman" we fantasized 
about. More than once we had jacked off together describing what we would do to 
her if we had the chance; outrageous teenage boy fantasies resulting in copious 
amounts of cum. Debbie Meyers had had a crush on Ross when he was an "older man" 
of 17 and she was just 14. The lives of our two families were well meshed 
together.

The night of the anniversary was a Friday night. My sister and brother had both 
managed to get off work a little early and they met me at my apartment.

"Mom said the Meyers would get there around 7:30 or so tonight, so why don't we 
plan on getting there around 8:30? That will give them some time to enjoy just 
being with them." 

Marie agreed that would be a good idea. She looked so nice tonight. She was 
wearing a mid thigh length maroon dress with a wrap around belt. Her red hair 
was set off by the maroon dress and her very nice cleavage was accented by the 
open neckline of her dress. Her heels nicely shaped her long smooth legs. Yes, 
Marie was a babe, no doubt about it. I suppose like many guys I had wondered 
about my sister what it might be like to have sex with her but had never thought 
serious about pursuing it or her. Mostly, she was just my kid sister.

We all piled into my car and headed out. We decided not to pull into the 
driveway so as to not spoil the surprise. Instead, I parked around the corner 
and we got out and sneaked up toward the house. Sure enough, I recognized Mike 
Meyers Lexus and the little two seater Triumph that David Meyers drove. We were 
snickering and giggling about how clever we had been as we started up the front 
walk.

Ross stopped us. "Wait, lets see if we can sneak in the back door, through the 
kitchen, and really surprise them."

We all agreed it was an excellent plan. That way we could leave the cake and 
champagne in the kitchen on our way through to the living room. So, up the 
driveway, around the garage, and on to the back porch we went. Fortunately, Dad 
still had a key to the back door hidden there, so I quietly unlocked the back 
door and in we went. We crept into the kitchen and set things down. So far so 
good. Like three kids trying to sneak up on Santa Claus, we peeked around the 
corner into the living room. No one was in there. 

That left the family room down stairs for the folk's and the Meyers to be in. We 
listened, and sure enough, we could hear muffled voices coming up the steps. We 
all looked at each other and nodded, just like we had cleverly figured out a 
deep mystery. We all stepped out of our shoes in order to be quieter. I took the 
lead and stealthily crept down the steps, Marie behind me, and Ross bringing up 
the rear. At the bottom of the steps we regrouped. The family room was down a 
short hallway. The hallway light had been turned off so we could approach in the 
dark. Out side the family room door we prepared to jump around the corner when 
the voices became very clear.

"Oh god, mom, your pussy always feels so good." It was the voice of David 
Meyers. 

"And honey, your cock always fills me so wonderfully" his mother replied.

This brought us all to a standstill.

I looked at my sister and my brother, my mouth no doubt hanging open.

Marie's lips moved. "Holy shit" she mouthed.

Ross just stood there.

Then other sounds and voices were heard.

We heard our father say, "Mike, I can see why you smile so much all the time. 
Your little girl's mouth is working magic on my cock"

"Well, Wanda's cunt is every bit as tight as Debbie's, Bill, so you have no room 
to complain" Wanda is our mother's name.

And then we heard our mother speak. "Mike, scoot over so I can eat Debbie's 
pussy while she sucks on Bill's cock"

"Oh, you will love her cunt, Wanda, she is about as sweet as can be" Lisa Meyers 
spoke up.

My sister, my brother, and I had planned on surprising our parents but they had 
simply floor us. Our parents were swingers! Not only were they swingers, but 
they were swinging with another couple that fucked with their own children. 
Marie had been right. Holy shit!

Now what to do?

I held my finger up to my lips. I turned and peeked around the corner in to the 
room, not really sure I was ready to see what I had already imagined. 

There they were. The six of them. Naked. And Fucking. Lisa Meyers was on her 
back. Her son David was between her legs, raised up on his arms. He was 
leisurely pumping his glistening cock in and out of his mom's cunt. Her rounded 
breasts rocked back and forth as he thrust into her. He lowered his mouth to 
hers and their mouths locked on to each other's. I could tell their tongues were 
exploring each other's mouths.

Next to them was the other four. My dad was standing up. At almost 50 he was 
still in pretty good shape. I had never seen his hard cock before. In fact, I 
couldn't see too much of it now because Debbie Meyers had most of it in her 
mouth. She was on her knees in from of Dad, cupping his balls with one hand and 
stroking his cock with the other. Her mouth slid up and down his shaft as she 
jacked him into her mouth. Her tits were pressed against Dad's thighs. He had 
his hands gently holding her head as he fucked her mouth.

Between Debbie's open thighs was my mother's face. Mom was lying on her back. 
She had both hands holding Debbie's shapely ass as she tongue fucked Debbie's 
pussy. I had never seen my mom naked before, much less seen her doing anything 
like this. She was incredible to watch. She was a little plump, but it added to 
her sensuality now. Her tits lay to her sides. They weren't flabby, they were 
just that big. Her nipples were dark pink and very erect. I could see her red 
hair, just like Marie's. I really couldn't see her face with Debbie rocking her 
hips on it. Mom brought a finger to Debbie's ass and began to fuck her there 
also.

Mike Meyers had mom's legs spread wide apart and her knees high. He was sliding 
his cock in and out of my mother's cunt. He had his head tossed back and 
obviously her cunt must have felt very good on his dick. I could see his balls 
bouncing off mom's womanly ass every time he thrust into her.

Never in a million years had I expected to find my parents involved in such a 
thing. And never in a million years did I expect my reaction to it. My cock was 
harder than it had been for years, maybe ever. My breathing quickened, as did my 
pulse. This was the most erotic thing I had ever seen or imagined.

I felt a hand on my shoulder that brought me back to semi-reality. It was Marie. 
I looked at her, wide eyed. Her lips moved. "Let me see" she mouthed. I stepped 
back from the door. She took my place. From beside her I could see her eyes grow 
wide. As she watched the fuck scene in front of her she began to react. I could 
see her breathing deepening and her nostrils flared. I couldn't help but I 
looked down at her tits. Through the material of her dress I could see that her 
nipples had hardened. Her tits rose and fell as she breathed deeply. Like me, 
she was clearly aroused by the sight she was taking in.

From inside the room I heard, "Oh god, Wanda, you're gonna make me cum already". 
It was Debbie riding my mom's mouth. 

"Yeah, make her cum Wanda while I fuck her mouth" Dad said.

"Don't worry about her cumming already, Wanda, she can cum about a fifty times 
once she gets going, can't she, mom" David said.

Lisa Meyers just giggled. "Don't worry about them son, just keep fucking me and 
I'll be cumming soon too"

Marie seemed to be hypnotized by what she was watching. I watched her closely as 
I listened to the erotic sounds in the room. She was rubbing her fingers on the 
front of her thigh. At first I thought it was just nervous energy. Then her hand 
began to creep toward her crouch. My eyes almost bugged out when I saw her hand 
move between the folds of her dress and disappear under it. She was rubbing her 
pussy! Right there in front of me and her brother. I had almost forgotten Ross. 
I looked at him to see how he was handling all this. He had his hand on his cock 
and was rubbing it through his khakis. His eyes were closed but I could tell he 
was listening closely. Then it occurred to me that I, too, was rubbing my hard 
cock through my pants.

Here we are were. Touching ourselves while our parents were fucking with another 
couple and their children in the next room.

Debbie's voice arose again. She was moaning louder. My dad said, "That's it 
baby, cum on Wanda's face while you suck my dick. That's a good girl. Mike, 
you've got quite the talented little cock sucker here"

Mike Meyers didn't exactly respond to dad's comment. Instead I could hear him 
begin to grunt and mutter "oh god Wanda, oh god Wanda" over and over again as he 
fucked my mom and I could guess he wasn't too far off from cumming in her cunt.

Marie now had her other hand inside her dress and was cupping her tit as she 
rubbed her pussy. Ross stood up and moved behind her so he could look over her 
shoulder. Marie didn't exactly move out of the way for him. Instead she looked 
over her shoulder at our younger brother, smiled, and pressed her ass back 
against the large bulge in his pants. He put his hands on her hips and pulled 
her tighter yet to him. He was now dry fucking her was they watched the fucking 
in the room. I could see their hips working against each other's.

Then I heard my dad yell, "Oh god yes! Suck it baby. Get ready for my load. 
NOW!" 

I couldn't see it but I could tell by watching Marie and Ross's eyes that Dad 
was cumming into Debbie's mouth. Her moaning had subsided from her orgasm 
induced by mom's tongue but I had no idea whether she was still on mom's face or 
not.

Lisa Meyers was whimpering and begging for her son to fuck her harder, harder, 
and harder yet. I could actually hear their flesh slapping as David fucked his 
mom. She cried, "Yes, baby, yes, baby, fuck me fuck" as she came and then I 
heard David say, "Here it cums, mom, I'm gonna fill your cunt" He grunted as his 
cock apparently was exploding in her pussy.

And then I heard my mom cum for the first time. I barely recognized her voice, 
either her tone or her words.

"Fuck me. Fuck my cunt. Fuck my cunt hard" she commanded Mike. "Fuck me with 
that hard cock. Make my cunt explode!"

I could hear Mike Meyers slamming his cock into my mom and the intense look in 
Marie's and Ross's face said it was awesome to see. Marie now had her hand back 
behind her and was rubbing Ross's hard cock. He had his hand inside her dress, 
feeling her tits.

Mom cried as her intense orgasm hit her. I could only imagine her tits bouncing 
on her chest as Mike thrust his cock into her. Then his grunts became more 
urgent. Mom managed to say, "That's it. Give me your cum. Cum on my face. All 
over my face and tits. Please. Give it to me."

Apparently he did. I could hear him almost yelling as I imagined his load was 
shooting out onto my mom's face. The room was filled with panting and soft 
moaning.

I looked at Ross and Marie. Their mouths were literally hanging open, amazed by 
whatever they were seeing in front of them. It must have been incredible. By 
now, Marie had unzipped Ross's pants and had her hand inside them. His cock was 
out, hard in her hand.

I tapped them on the shoulder. They looked at me barely conscious of me being 
present. I motioned to them.

"OK, sports fans, we have a big decision to make here" I whispered.

"You mean join them?" Ross mouthed back.

"My decision is made" Marie whispered. She undid her belt and let her dress fall 
off her shoulders. She reached around and deftly, as only a woman can, undid her 
bra. It fell to the floor with her dress and her tits sprang free for Ross and I 
to see. They were near perfect. Her red hair tossed over her shoulders as she 
put her thumbs in to the waistband of her panties and pulled them down. They 
fell to the floor also and my eyes went straight to her bush of soft dark red 
hair. 

"We in this together?" Marie whispered.

Ross and I answered by unbuttoning our shirts and taking them off. Belts came 
undone. Pants fell, briefs followed. We stepped out of them. Our eyes darted 
over each other's nudity. Ross's cock was about the same size as mine, around 7" 
but his balls were larger than mine. I could see precum on the head of his cock. 
And Marie, well, Marie was just stunning there in the semi darkness, naked. We 
all looked at each other's bodies, could see each other's excitement, and then 
looked each other in the eyes and sort of nodded. We took a deep breath and 
stepped around the corner into the doorway.

"Surprise" we shouted.

*********************

The room became silent the second that Marie, Ross, and I stepped into it and 
yelled "Surprise". 

The scene had shifted a little in the time that it took us to get undressed. 
Lisa Meyers had moved over to my mother and had started licking her husband's 
cum off of mom's tits as she was fingering mom's pussy. Debbie Meyers was on her 
knees between my dad and her dad and was licking the cum off of their still hard 
cocks and balls. David Meyer was kneeling over my mom's face and was slowly 
fucking her in the mouth; his dad's cum covering both mom's face and his cock.

Everyone stopped immediately and looked at the three of us Barkley kids. The mix 
of reactions to our sudden appearance was almost comical. My mom and dad had a 
shocked look on their faces. Dad's cock immediately went limp even though Debbie 
was lustily sucking and licking it. My mom's mouth fell open where an instant 
before it had been tight around David's dick. I could see Mike Meyers cum still 
glisten on her tits and face. The collective gasp from the two of them almost 
created a draft through the door.

The reaction of the Meyers family was much different. When my dad's cock went 
limp, Debbie just smiled at us and changed over to her own dad's cock, taking it 
in her mouth and stroking the skin as she sucked. She was obviously looking at 
me and my brother's hard dicks and even let her eyes wander over Marie's 
delicious body. Mike Meyers just petted her hair while she sucked his cock. He 
smiled at the three of us while looking at my parent's reaction to our 
appearance and nudity. His hips moved gently as he continued to fuck his 
daughter's mouth.

David Meyers, apparently feeling a little awkward being caught with his dick in 
our mom's mouth, sat back on his heels. His hard cock popped out of mom's mouth 
and slapped his stomach with an audible "thwap". He had a sheepish grin on his 
face that seemed to say "Oops, sorry, but your mom gives such great head I 
couldn't help myself". Lisa Meyers stopped sucking mom's tits but still 
continued to finger her cunt. She looked over at us and winked. I could see her 
husband's cum shining on her cheek where she had gotten it off of mom's tits.

Dad was the first to speak. "What the hell..." He couldn't seem to find any more 
words than that.

Mom wasn't any more articulate, "Oh my god..." was the best she could do.

Marie took the lead. She reached down beside her and grabbed my cock and Ross's 
cock. "Happy anniversary, mom and daddy. Mom, I brought you something I hope you 
like!" She had a big shit eating grin on her face.

"Oh honey, I'm so sorry you found us like this." I thought mom was going to cry 
from the embarrassment. 

Marie immediately let go of our dicks and went over to mom and hugged her. "Oh 
mom, please don't be sorry or embarrassed. We are all adults. We know you and 
dad have sexual needs. We didn't realize what those were, uhm, exactly, but we 
love you and, well, and... and we love you." Marie had seemed to run out of 
words too. As they hugged, Mike Meyers sticky cum spread from mom's tits to 
Marie's tits.

Dad looked at us, his two sons, standing there with hard cocks. A sheepish grin 
spread over his face. "Welcome to the party. You know our guests, of course. 
You've seen them before, just never quite like this!" That broke the ice and 
everyone breathed a sigh of collective relief. Even mom had to laugh a little.

By now the looks of surprise in the room had begun to change to looks of desire 
and lust. There were now nine nude and horny people in the room: Mike and Lisa, 
their two children, David and Debbie, and the five members of the Barkley 
family, Mom, Dad, Marie, Ross, and me.

While it was readily apparent that the Meyers' were perfectly comfortable with 
the idea of fucking each other, this was all new to my parents and us kids. I 
was enjoying looking at my incredibly sensuous mother while Lisa fingered her 
but I wasn't ready to fuck her. This was going to take some getting used to and 
a little mental adjustment. From the way things evolved over the next few 
minutes I could tell Marie and Ross felt the same way.

I moved over behind Lisa who by now had her face buried in my mom's cunt. Her 
ass was in the air, open and I could see her pussy was dripping lubrication 
waiting for a cock to fill it. I could see her son's cum was still dripping 
also, but I never minded sloppy seconds. On my knees behind her, I rubbed my 
hard cock up and down her slit a time or two and then began to ease it into her. 
She stopped eating mom long enough to look over her shoulder. She smiled at me.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to be inside you" I said to her.

Lisa pressed her hips back to mine and said, "Oh probably about as long as I've 
wanted you there."

Her son looked at me fucking his mom. "Isn't her cunt great, Richard?" He looked 
down to where his mom had left my mom's pussy abandoned. "Mind if I take over 
there, mom?" 

"Not at all honey."

My mom just smiled up at David and said, "Need a ride, sailor?"

Lisa moved away from mom's pussy and David got between her thighs.

Mom smiled at him and raised her knees. "Fuck me David" was all she said. He put 
his cock into my mom's pussy and started to fuck her. Like he had been with his 
own mom, he raised himself up and fucked at a leisurely pace. Mom's tits looked 
wonderful as they jiggled each time his cock hit home.

Marie had moved over to where Debbie was sucking dad and Mike's dicks. She got 
on her knees in front of Mike and said to Debbie, "Care to share to share one of 
those with me?"

Debbie smiled and took dad's once again hard dick out of her mouth long enough 
to ask, "No problem, Marie. Which one do you want?"

I could see my sister thinking it over seriously and heard her say, "Well, your 
dad's... for right now anyway. Sorry, daddy."

I heard dad reply, "No problem honey, no one gets forced to do anything or 
anyone they don't want to here."

Debbie went back to sucking dad's cock. Marie took Mike's cock into her mouth 
and started to fuck him orally. It was incredible to see what was happening. 
There were the two patriarchs of our families, Bill Barkley, our dad, and Mike 
Meyers, their dad, each getting their cocks sucked by each other's daughters. 
But, I knew, based on what Marie had said, that they would each be getting blown 
by their own daughters soon.

Ross was just sort of standing there, watching me fuck Lisa from behind, 
watching David fuck our mom, and watching the two young women suck cock. "Jeez, 
Ross, find a hole and put your cock in it" Lisa chided him as I fucked her.

Ross smiled at her and took a couple steps over and got on his knees. "How about 
this one here?" he asked.

Lisa looked up at my little brother. "An excellent idea" and left her mouth 
open. Ross put his cock into her mouth and began to fuck her mouth as I fucked 
her cunt. Our eyes met and we shared the thought that we never ever imagined 
that we would actually be fucking the object of so many jack off sessions.

For the next several minutes it continued like this. From my position on my 
knees, I had a pretty good view of the entire room and all the fucking going on 
there. Dad, Mike, and David had already cum once just before we came in to the 
room so I figured they would last a little longer than Ross or I. I knew my 
balls were tingling already and that my orgasm would be not too far off. There 
was just so much to see and so much to experience. I had never been involved in 
an orgy before and never really expected to. But now here I was with 8 other 
people fucking, not only 8 other people fucking, but people I knew and my 
parents and brother and sister. 

As my cock slid in and out of Lisa Meyers' tight cunt I looked around the room. 
Looking straight down I had a perfect view of Lisa's perfect ass. It was spread 
open as my cock entered her time and again. Her juices shined along the length 
of my hard shaft. I could smell her pussy aromas rising with her heat. The tight 
ring of her asshole seemed to relax and tighten as her cunt muscles massaged my 
cock. I wondered if I would be fucking her there before the night was over. 

Right in front of me was my brother. His head was back as he fucked Lisa's 
mouth. He was lost in his ecstasy. I had seen his cock many times, but I had 
never seen him use it other than the few times we had jacked off together. He 
was gently petting Lisa's hair as her mouth worked on his cock. His hips worked 
in almost perfect time with her mouth. I could see her cheeks sink in as he 
pulled out and her tongue go to work as he pushed in. I could barely see Ross's 
balls as he fucked her mouth. I didn't have a great view of her tits, being 
behind her like I was, but I could see the swell of them swaying as us two 
Barkley brothers double-teamed her. Her moans and pants told me we were doing a 
good job.

Everywhere I looked there was something exciting to watch. Not 5 feet away I 
could see my mom getting fucked by David Meyers. I had always wondered what she 
looked like when she fucked but I never thought I would first see it while a 22 
year old friend of the family did it to her. She was beautiful, sensuous, sexy, 
desirable, and a host of other adjectives that defied coherent thought. She was 
on her back with her knees high and her thighs wide. David was now sucking 
hungrily at one of her tits. She had her hands tight around his head, pulling 
him even closer to her tit. The one breast I could see showed with its very, 
very erect nipple. Her shoulder length red hair was spread around her head like 
an auburn halo. All at once, it occurred to me that mom was looking at me while 
I fucked Lisa. Our eyes met and a jolt of sexual electricity passed between us. 
There was no longer any embarrassment of any kind. We had all accepted each 
other as sexual adults, enjoying mutual pleasure. As mom looked at me, I saw her 
tongue slide over her lips and I wondered if that was a signal that she was 
beginning to thing the same things I was. Then she closed her eyes and 
concentrated once again on fucking David Meyers.

Over on the couch, my dad and Mike Meyers were now sitting side by side, their 
knees far apart. Debbie was still sucking on dad's cock and Marie was still 
sucking on Mike's cock. The most surprising thing I was seeing though was that 
dad and Mike were playing with each other's nipples; playing with them roughly, 
man to man. They were pulling and twisting them hard, only the way a man would 
know that another man liked it. They both had their heads back, eyes closed as 
they enjoyed the pleasure the other man's daughter was bringing them. Debbie's 
cocksucking was different from Marie's. Debbie used her hand a lot, jacking 
dad's cock into her mouth as she sucked him off. Marie, on the other hand, used 
mostly her mouth. She would twist and turn her head on each out stroke, using 
her lips and mouth like a gyrating pussy on Mike's cock.

Then the inevitable happened. Marie pulled her mouth off of Mike Meyers cock and 
looked at Debbie sucking our dad's cock. She shook her long red hair, smiled, 
and said "Let's switch"

Debbie continued to jack dad's cock for a second. She and Marie looked at each 
other and then kissed. I could see them swapping spit and precum as their mouths 
locked together. There soft tits flattened against the others. It almost sent me 
over the edge. Their kiss broke and they changed position. Of course, it was 
obvious now that Debbie had had her own father's cock in her mouth many times 
before tonight, but I knew this was a first for our family. Dad smiled down at 
Marie as she moved in between his thighs. Debbie went to work on her father's 
shining cock. Marie reached out and took dad's dick in her hands. I could see 
her study it intently. Dad looked down at her and smiled.

"Hi, daddy, happy anniversary" She smiled.

"Hi baby doll, thanks." He leaned forward, took her tits into his cupped hands 
and kissed her. The line had been crossed. He was caressing Marie's firm round 
tits, as she stroked his hard cock. Their kiss was deep. Then he leaned back and 
Marie leaned forward and licked the head of his cock. It was something to watch. 
My sister was sucking on my dad's cock. Her tits were pressed to his thighs and 
her hands cupped his balls.

The fucking and sucking continued for the next few minutes. My eyes were 
everywhere, watching everyone. My dad and I smiled at each other from across the 
room. Mom and I caught each other's eye several more times. Ross was looking 
around also. It apparently was too much for him and he came. He grabbed Lisa's 
head and began to fuck her mouth hard. I could see his cock swell as the cum 
shot out of it into her mouth. He grunted and moaned as his load cascaded down 
her throat. His eyes were rolled back in his tipped back head. I looked at mom 
who was looking at her youngest son cum in their friend's mouth. Her eyes were 
wide with lust and desire.

It put her over the edge. David Meyers fucking and the sight of her son cumming 
had taken its toll. She wrapped her legs around David's ass and fucked him hard. 
Once again, she became very vocal. "Fuck me you mother fucker. Make me cum. Make 
my cunt explode. Fuck me hard. FUCK ME" she demanded. And he did. David raised 
up off mom's tits once again and drove his cock hard into her cunt. I could see 
her ass bounce as he slammed into her ball deep over and over. Her tits rocked 
and swayed as she came. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck" she repeated as her cunt 
contracted around his cock. And that did it for him. David shot his second load 
of the night into my mom, his first load having been into his own mom. He was 
most certainly a mother fucker. His cum was dripping out of mom's cunt and down 
her ass crack. 

Lisa Meyers began to cum on my cock. I could feel her cunt tighten around me and 
heat up. By now, she had released Ross's dick from her cum covered lips and was 
pushing hard back to meet my thrusts. "Fuck me Richard" she said "I've wanted 
this for so long. Fuck me and make it so good" and then her words turned to 
moans and gasps. It was all too much for me. Seeing the cum still dripping off 
the head of Ross's cock, seeing my freshly fucked mom laying back with David's 
cum flowing from her cunt, seeing my sister giving my dad a blow job as Debbie 
was doing to her dad, and feeling this incredibly sexy woman on her knees in 
front of me cumming on my cock made me cum. I threw my head back and howled as 
my balls unloaded into her cunt. She worked her hips in little circles to 
stimulate every nerve in my cock. Wad after wad of hot white cum shot out of the 
head of my dick, bounced off her hard cervix, and coated us both. I collapsed on 
her back gasping for breath. I could feel my cum dripping out of her.

Still gasping for air, I looked over to the couch where Marie as still sucking 
dad's dick and Debbie was sucking her dad's dick. The two older men looked at 
their sons, Ross, David, and me. Dad sort of laughed and petted Marie's hair as 
her mouth slid up and down his cock. Dad looked at Mike and said, "Our boys came 
already. Rookies."

Mike laughed as Debbie sucked him off. "Yeah light weights"

Dad looked down at Marie and put his hand under her chin. She looked up into his 
eyes. I could see the burning lust there, even from across the room. 

"Baby doll" dad said to Marie, "Let's show them some real fucking"

*********************

As soon as dad said "Come on, baby doll, let's show them some real fucking" to 
my sister, all eyes went to them. Marie stroked dad's hard cock, still shining 
from the blow job she had been giving him. She stood up and turned her back to 
him, straddled his thighs, put her hands on his knees, and lowered her 
incredibly shapely ass. Everyone in the room had a perfect view as her pussy 
lips made contact with the head of dad's dick for the first time. Everyone was 
silent as dad's cock head parted her pussy lips and began to disappear inside 
her cunt. Slowly she lowered herself on to dad's dick. She rose up and down a 
couple of times to spread her pussy juice on his shaft but each time he went 
deeper and deeper into her. Finally she had him all the way into her pussy, only 
his balls were visible below the part of her labia.

She rocked back and forth a couple of times. "Oh god, daddy, your cock feels so 
good…" she moaned. With that, my mom, Ross and I began to breathe again. The 
Meyers family, obviously being very familiar with family fuck fests, all smiled 
as dad and Marie were joined in their incestuous pleasure for the first time. On 
the other hand, the Barkley family was new to this world of progeny and parents 
fucking together.

David Meyers had gotten off of my mother and was sitting back on his heels. I 
had a clear view of his cum dripping from her stretched pussy. Her tits were 
still pink from the afterglow of his recent fucking of her. Even though I had 
just came inside Lisa Meyers' tight pussy, my cock was still hard. There were 
just too many stimulating things to watch for it to deflate already. I looked at 
Ross and saw he was the same way. I could see the remains of his cum coating his 
still hard cock. Lisa was now watching my dad fuck Marie, my cum oozing out of 
her pussy and dripping on the floor.

Debbie Meyer stopped sucking her dad's cock for a second and looked around the 
room. She pouted, "Dang it. Everyone here has gotten fucked except me. My pussy 
is about to explode." She looked at Ross and smiled. Memories of her long ago 
crush on my younger brother came to mind. "Ross, come fuck me. Please?" With her 
little girl looks and voice, it almost sounded like she was asking for a ride to 
school instead of a ride on his cock. Ross smiled and moved up behind her. She 
went back to sucking her dad's cock while Ross placed his cock at the entrance 
to her cunt. She moaned in anticipation as he pressed forward. His cock slipped 
in easily and he began to fuck her. She never skipped a beat as her mouth and 
hand continued to work on her father's raging erection in her mouth.

I was enthralled watching Marie fuck dad. I had never seen my dad's hard cock. 
Like most younger men, I guess I had imagined that getting close to 50 meant 
losing sexual power. If this was any example, I had been dead wrong. Dad had 
already cum once, in Debbie's mouth, and his dick showed no signs of letting up. 
Maybe it was the situation, fucking his daughter there with the rest of the 
family looking on, but whatever it was, his cock was like steel. Marie rode up 
and down, grinding her hips, her tits bouncing as she enjoyed dad's cock. They 
were both lost in their father/daughter, lover/lover pleasure. I was so 
entranced by watching my father and sister fucking that the touch of a tongue on 
the head of my cock took me by surprise.

I looked down and there was my mom. I knew this was my mom, obviously, but now 
she was something more. Suddenly, she was now a complete person, a real person 
to me. Now she was a totally sexual woman. A part of her life that I had never 
given much thought to, was now completely apparent. I loved her before, but now 
I loved her even more. All of this flashed through my mind so fast that it 
wasn't the least coherent. All I really knew at that moment was that a beautiful 
redhead, with nice big tits was licking the head of my dick. Mom smiled up at me 
and said, "If your dad can fuck his daughter, then I can enjoy my son, I guess." 

I smiled back down at her as her mouth enclosed around my cock. "Happy 
anniversary mom." I pushed my hips forward and began to fuck my mom in the 
mouth. It was incredible. It was incredible for a variety of reasons. First, 
just the fact it was my mom sucking my dick. Then, the fact that not 10 feet 
away my sister was fucking my dad. And, it was incredible because she was very, 
very good at sucking cock. Mom was able to take my cock all the way into her 
mouth. Now, I'm not hung like a horse, but there haven't been that many women 
over the years that could bury their nose in my pubes. Mom could. She cupped my 
balls, caressing them as her mouth slid up and down my cock. Her other hand was 
around clutching my ass to direct my hip movement. Her mouth was hot and wet on 
my dick. Her tits pressed against my thighs. I could feel her hard nipples on my 
skin.

I was taken by surprised when I felt a tongue on my ass. It was Lisa Meyer's, 
who had moved around behind me. Her hands parted my ass cheeks and her tongue 
probed my asshole. Her hand came up between my legs and joined mom's hand on my 
balls. Then she took my cock and began to jack my cock into mom's mouth. She was 
tongue fucking me. When mom pulled my hips forward, Lisa's hand would jack my 
cock as it went deeper into mom's mouth. When I pulled my hips back, Lisa's 
tongue would bury itself in my ass while mom licked the head of my cock. Never 
in my wildest sexual fantasies had I imagined such a thing much less thinking it 
could ever become reality.

Mom took her mouth off my cock and put her face against my hip where she could 
face Lisa. She continued to jack me off. Lisa pulled her face from between my 
ass cheeks and she kissed mom. I could see their tongues probing each other's 
mouth and the spit ran down their chins.

Mom said, "Lisa, you've had this cock. It's my son, it's my turn." They both 
giggled like schoolgirls. 

"Enjoy, Wanda. I'm sure I can find someone to take care of me." She went over to 
the couch, climbed up on it, put her feet on either side of her husband and 
lowered her cunt to his face. Mike was eating his wife's pussy (still dripping 
my cum), while his daughter sucked his cock and my brother fucked his daughter. 
Next to them, my dad was fucking my sister. Marie was now leaning forward 
sucking on David's recovering cock.

My mom laid back on the floor, spread her feet and raised her knees. She was now 
totally uninhibited. She looked at me. Her hands were grasping her tits and 
pulling at her nipples. She put one hand to her pussy and began to finger her 
cunt as I watched. My cock was bouncing as my blood pulsed through it. Mom 
smiled up at me. "Come and get it, if you want it." Oh god, how I wanted it.

I got between her knees and laid on her. Our mouths met for the first time. I 
was frenching my mom. I wasn't some 16 year old boy fantasizing about it. I was 
a 28 year old man kissing a desirable 48 year old woman; not only kissing her, 
but getting ready to fuck her. There was no guilt, no hesitation. There was only 
love and desire.

My cock was at the mouth of her cunt. Her pussy was still dripping David's cum. 
With our mouths locked and our tongues wrestling, our hips began to press. My 
cock entered into my mom's pussy. It was tight. Like a velvet glove it engulfed 
my hard cock. We both moaned into each others mouth's as we took pleasure from 
each other. Soon I felt the hard tip of her cervix meet the hard head of my 
cock. We both laid still for a second to bask in the pleasure of a young man 
fucking an older woman, the pleasure of a son fucking his mother.

And fuck we did. I raised up so I could look into mom's eyes and face as I 
fucked her. I watched her soft round tits sway as my cock rocked her. I could 
see my hard dick sliding in and out of her pussy, her lips dragging alone the 
length on the out strokes and disappearing in on the in strokes. Her eyes were 
closed. She was beautiful. Then she opened her eyes and looked into mine. I 
could see love and lust in her eyes. She smiled a little smile and said "My god, 
son, you fuck me so good."

I hardly knew what to say. As my cock filled her pussy, I could only reply 
"You're my mom. You deserve my best" I lowered my face to hers and once again 
our tongues were exploring each others mouths.

As my mom and I kissed, I heard moaning coming from the couch. The moans of 
passion were both male and female. Mom and I broke our kiss and we both looked. 
Mike Meyers was having a powerful orgasm in his daughter's mouth. His hips were 
thrusting hard up into her face as his cum filled her mouth. I don't think she 
missed a drop. All the time he was cumming, Lisa continued to grind her pussy on 
his face. My brother, Ross, slammed his cock hard up into Debbie's cunt as she 
swallowed her father's load. She was also moaning and rotating her hips in tiny 
circles around my brothers cock so I assume she was cumming also. Her dad's cock 
in her mouth muffled her moans but they sounded like orgasmic moans to me.

Next to them Marie was having what appeared to be either one long continuous 
orgasm or a series of short ones on our dad's cock. She would work her hips up 
and down, pause and then do it again. All the while biting her lower lip. I had 
never seen my sister have an orgasm before so I could only guess that was what 
was happening. She had stopped sucking David Meyer's cock. He stood there with 
his hard dick inches from her face. His hand was slowly stroking his cock. I 
could see the bead of clear precum at the head.

My dad continued to thrust his cock into Marie. His balls tightened up to the 
base of his dick. His head was laying back on the couch. He roughly grabbed 
Marie by the hips and began to lift her and drop her on his cock. It was like he 
was using her to jack off his cock. This semi-rough treatment only seemed to 
make Marie's cumming more intense. Her lips began to move. Her voice was barely 
audible, but I could make out her saying "Fuck me daddy, fuck me daddy…" over 
and over again in a passionate whisper. Then dad came. His thrusts up into 
Marie's cunt were short and hard. He growled as he unloaded his cum filled balls 
into his daughter. As he continued to thrust his cum bagan to run out of her 
pussy, over his dick, down to his balls. Marie collapsed back against his chest, 
clearly sated for the moment.

David Meyers stepped up to Marie and jacked his cock a few more strokes and 
began to shoot his third load. It wasn't a big load naturally but four or five 
wads of cum erupted from the head of his cock and landed on Marie's tits.

Ross was still fucking Debbie while watching the threesome next to him. His 
breathing was coming quicker. He leaned forward and asked Debbie, "Have you 
finished your cum?" My brother, always the gentleman. She nodded as she rested 
her face on her father's thigh, lazily licking his cock. 

Ross pulled his cock out of Debbie's cunt suddenly. He stood up and faced Marie. 
"Marie, can I…?" he asked. Our sister smiled, still basking in the glow of her 
long orgasms on dad's cock, and nodded at our little brother. Ross pointed his 
cock right at Marie's face and jacked it fast. His hips thrust as he fucked his 
fist. Marie leaned forward, and stuck out her tongue. Ross began to cum. His cum 
shot out forcefully, hitting Marie in the mouth, in her hair, on her cheek and 
dripping on to her tits. Dad's cum was dripping out of her cunt and Ross's cum 
was dripping off her face. She lovingly licked the head of Ross's cock to claim 
every drop for her own.

I felt mom's cunt begin to get hotter around my cock and then it began to get 
tighter. I could see a pink flush spreading across her tits and knew that she 
must be getting close. "Harder, you fucker… fuck my cunt… fuck me hard… fuck 
your mother, you mother fucker…" she was demanding. I raised up on my knees and 
threw her legs over my shoulders. My mother was obscenely open to my thrust cock 
now. I grabbed her thighs and pulled them tightly to my chest.

I pounded mom as hard as I could. "fuck yes, fuck yes, fuck yes" she repeated in 
a mantra of orgasmic ecstasy. "Give me your fuckin' cum. Fill my hot cunt" she 
demanded as her cunt throbbed around my cock. It was too much for me to take. I 
held her legs tightly as I slammed in to her as deeply as I could and came. 
Fucking Lisa Meyers had been great, but cumming in mom's cunt was indescribable. 
She drove her pussy up and our pubic bones met. My cum exploded in to her, 
filling her. I held her as every drop found its place in her pussy. My balls 
relaxed and came to rest against mom's asshole.

I let her legs down and laid on top of her, my cock sliding out, dragging cum 
and pussy juice out to run down her ass crack.

As I laid there, our hearts still pounding, I looked around the room again. The 
Meyer's family was cuddled up. David and his mom were deep in French kissing. He 
had two fingers up her dipping pussy and she was slowly stroking his recovering 
cock. Debbie Meyers was still licking at her father's cock as he petted her 
hair. 

My sister was back on the floor on her knees. She was sucking on Ross's cock. 
Dad had moved around behind her and was running his cock up and down her 
dripping slit.

Mom was reaching for my cock. "I bet I can get that hard again for you, honey. 
Bring it up here and let me suck on it.". Then the strangest thing happened. My 
mind did a quick calculation for some reason. "Let's see, nine people… how many 
combinations is that… I think that is one times two times three times four 
times… " 

As mom's mouth closed around my semi-hard cock and her finger began to explore 
my ass, I lost count...

THE END


Chapter 9 - Watching Chick Flix
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Susan and I had been best friends for the passed four years. We had met at a 
previous job and had hit it off very quickly. Our life styles were very 
different. My husband is a successful sales rep for a major computer company and 
hers is a construction laborer. We live in relative comfort while they live the 
life of the lower middle class. My husband is hard working and attentive; hers 
is often drunk when he is not at work. But despite the differences, we genuinely 
liked each other and enjoyed each other's company. 

Only in our looks were we similar, both being 39, about 5'6, and a little over 
weight: both blonde, though mine came a little more naturally than hers. My size 
8 clothes fit her nicely and I often gave her clothes that I know longer cared 
for. She can even wear the same 36D bras that I have.

Even though our husbands had very different jobs and work ethics, they both had 
to travel a great deal in their respective jobs. It was not unusual then when 
Susan called me one afternoon to say that Randy was away and that she was bored.

"Carl is gone too," I told her. "Want to try to get together and do something 
tonight?"

"Sure. Say, Julie, want to watch some chick flix while the men are gone?" she 
asked.

I immediately thought about some of my favorite movies that my husband hated. 
Chick flix like "Sleepless in Seattle" or "Waiting to Exhale"; movies that just 
made Carl roll his eyes or go find something else to do while I got out the 
tissues for the tearful ending. This sounded like a pleasant way for us to spend 
time together. 

"That sounds like fun. You bring the videos and I'll make the pop corn and break 
out some wine"

The rest of the day was spent tidying up the house and generally being domestic. 
I gave very little thought to what I should wear for an evening of Melanie 
Griffith, Meg Ryan, or Meryl Streep. I simply put on a pair of light cotton 
lounge pants and a matching tank top. Susan and I were comfortable around each 
other so I did not bother to put on a bra.

About 6:30 I poured myself a glass of wine and puttered around. The first glass 
of wine tasted pretty good so I had another. At 7 PM the doorbell rang. I 
answered it, and let my best friend in. She had a bag with the movies in it in 
her hand. She was wearing sweat pants and a t-shirt.

"Oh good," she said, hugging me warmly, "I'm glad to see you are dressed 'casz', 
too"

"Hey, it's my house, I'll dress how I like!" We both laughed and she hugged me 
again. It felt nice to feel her sincere warmth. We broke apart. "You want some 
wine?" I asked her.

"Sure, that would be great, Julie."

"Get the movie set up, and I'll get some for you."

"I was surprised when you said you would watch chick flix with me. I normally 
have to watch them alone when Randy is gone." She said.

"I know, Carl doesn't like them either. I go through about a ton of tissue when 
I get to watch them" I laughed.

"You too?" She giggled. "Ain't it great? I'll get one going. Bring me my wine, 
garcon."

We both laughed. It was so nice to be spending time with a friend. I poured her 
some wine and headed to the rec room where the entertainment center was. We also 
had a TV and VCR in the living room, but the rec room had a big overstuffed 
sectional couch that you could just sink into.

"Movies started!" she yelled to me.

I stepped into the rec room and turned the corner. I was expecting to see a 
familiar title on the screen like "Out of Africa" or "Steel Magnolias". Instead, 
I heard a twanging guitar riff, and saw the title "Blondes in Heat". Behind the 
titles, there were two naked women tonguing each other's mouths and fingering 
each other's pussies. I stood transfixed watching the scene. My mouth dropped 
open.

"Oh, thanks," Susan said taking the glass of wine, oblivious to my shock. "I 
picked out a couple of really good chick flix for us to watch. I didn't know 
what type you usually watch alone so I picked out this one, and another called 
"Lonely Wives" since that seemed appropriate to us tonight" she giggled. "What 
with both our husbands being gone".

I sat down at the far end of the couch from her, but still only three feet from 
her, not sure exactly what to do. I had seen lots of porn before and even 
enjoyed a good deal of it with my husband as part of our lovemaking. It dawned 
on me what the confusion was. Obviously, the term chick flix meant something 
very different to my best friend. How to handle this?

I looked down to the other end of the couch. Susan was reclining back, her feet 
curled under her, looking very relaxed, and watching the movie. I could see her 
nipples had hardened under her t-shirt so I assumed she was enjoying the video 
already. 

I looked up at the screen. Two blondes were sitting on a couch, kissing, their 
tongues exploring each other's mouths. Their breasts were flattened each to the 
others. They each had a finger gently probing the pussy of the other. Their 
kisses strayed from their mouths and moved to cheeks, necks, and lower. They 
were laying side by side now, kissing and sucking the tits of the other. Next 
they were kissing tummies, belly buttons, and lower. Their thighs parted like a 
carefully choreographed dance. They were then licking, sucking, and loving the 
pussy of the other. Their tongues probed pussies; their fingers probed ass 
holes. Their moans filled the room.

"This movie always gets me so hot. I go through a ton of tissue, just like you 
said. You got any handy?" I looked at her. I could see the lust in her eyes as 
she watched the lesbian scene. I could tell her breathing had increased by 
watching her hard nipples rise and fall inside her t-shirt.

"Uhmmmm… yeah, sure" I got up and got a tissue box from the bookshelf and handed 
it to her.

"I get so wet watching this stuff, my panties will soak through to my pants if I 
don't keep it wiped up. You too, huh?" And with that, she took a tissue in her 
hand, reached down inside her sweat pants and actually wiped her pussy.

This was the first time I knew I had to address what was happening. She had 
asked me a direct question and there was no avoiding it. A thousand thoughts ran 
through my mind in a flash. I wasn't offended by what was on the screen. I was 
just shocked by the situation. This was all just a simple misunderstanding of 
the term "chick flix". Susan was my best friend and obviously was grateful to 
have someone that she thought understood her intimate needs, needs her husband 
did not understand, and someone that she trusted to share them with. The last 
thing I wanted to do was embarrass her. I decided that no harm could come of us 
sharing this experience as best friends.

"Sure, the damn thing is just like a faucet" I replied and smiled.

She giggled. "Ain't it great? Looks like you like this video alright." She was 
looking at my chest.

I looked down. My nipples were clearly visible under my tight tank top. The 
video so far had had a pronounced effect on me. There was no denying what her 
eyes could see. I shrugged, smiled, and said, "Well, I have my fine points"

"So I see" She giggled.

By now, the scene on the video had changed. Two different tall blondes were in a 
kitchen together. One was fucking the other with a cucumber while sucking her 
delicious looking tits. The vegetable stretched her cunt lips wide. She worked 
her hips to meet each thrust.

Susan looked at me. "If only cooking dinner was always that much fun. I would 
never leave the kitchen." She giggled. "Need a tissue yet?"

While the video was making my pussy moist, I was not to the point of dripping. 
She took another tissue, reached down inside her sweat pants and wiped herself. 
I could see a slight shudder pass through her as the soft tissue rubbed over her 
labia. She laid the tissue on the coffee table in front of her with the other 
one. I could see her wetness glisten on it. But I thought, this could embarrass 
her if it is just a one-person thing. I reached out and took one. I had never 
touched myself in front of another woman. She had seemed so un-self-conscious 
when she had wiped herself. I took the tissue and reached down inside my lounge 
pants. My hand was met with a raising heat and musky aroma from my pussy. I ran 
the tissue over my pussy lips. I caught my breath as I did so. It felt better 
than I had planned.

Back on the screen the blonde holding the cucumber and fucking her partner with 
it was now on her knees. Her tongue was flickering over her partner's openly 
displayed clit. The woman being licked was leaning back and tossing her long 
blonde hair over her shoulders. Whether her cum was real or acted I couldn't 
tell but it seemed convincing to me.

"Wow" I heard Susan whisper. "That is awesome… and beautiful, isn't it?"

I heard my own voice whisper hoarsely in response "Yes, it is." I looked down at 
the other end of the couch. My best friend was looking at me. Our eyes met and 
held; the tension was incredible. I could see her hard nipples poking out on her 
soft tits. I looked down. I could actually see a wet spot between her thighs! 
She was looking at me in a way she never had. We both giggled nervously at the 
same time.

"Need another tissue?" I asked trying to break the tension even more.

"Shit, too late now" Susan giggled. "I'm soaked through already. You got a 
blanket or something for me to cover up with?"

"Sure." I got one for her assuming she would simply cover her lap. She draped it 
over her lap, but then she wiggled under the blanket and pulled out her sweat 
pants. Her t-shirt followed almost immediately. Seconds later her panties 
appeared in her hand.

"There. Now I don't have to worry about getting them wetter. This is much more 
comfy. Just like I watch at home"

My senses were starting to overload. My best friend was now sitting under a 
blanket, only three feet away from me, completely naked. Not only naked but 
completely turned on while watching a very exciting lesbian porn video. I had to 
admit that she wasn't the only one completely turned on. My pussy was now in 
full flow. I could feel the moisture build at the entrance to my cunt, the 
moisture condense to liquid, and the liquid began to run down from my lips 
toward my ass. It tickled. This time I really did need a tissue. Susan intently 
watched me pick one up. As I slid the tissue over my pussy lips and into the 
crack of my ass, I could not help but shiver at the delicious sensations that 
passed through me. Pleasure radiated out from my pussy to all points of my body 
and back.

Susan could not help but see my reaction. "Did that feel good or are you cold?"

"Maybe I should get a blanket too," I laughed nervously.

She held up a corner of her blanket. "Want to share mine?"

I couldn't see all of her naked body, but I could see her graceful shoulders, 
most of the breast closest to me, her womanly curved side, and her very smooth 
thighs.

"You normally stay dressed when you watch these alone?"

I was so turned on by her beauty, her warmth, her friendship, and the intimacy 
of our situation, that I no longer cared about the mix up about watching "chick 
flix". I smiled at her and simply said, "No."

I pulled my tank top up over my head; my tits rising firmly and proudly as my 
arms went over my head I smiled at her and she smiled back, her tongue sliding 
over her lips as she saw my tits for the first time. I hooked my thumbs into my 
lounge pants, and pushed them to my knees. Gravity took over and they fell 
around my ankles. I stepped out of them and stood nude in front of my 
lust-filled best friend.

I sat down next to her and she draped the blanket over me. I snuggled up to her, 
thrilling at the feel of her warm soft skin against mine. My tits were rubbing 
against her arm. Our hips were pressed together.

"Mmmmm…. This is nice," I whispered. I tilted my head up and lightly kissed her 
on the cheek.

"Yes, it is." She looked at me and we let all the final inhibitions crash away. 
Her lips met mine. Our lips parted and her tongue was in my mouth. I sucked 
hungrily, passionately on it. My hand found her tits at the same time her hand 
found the inside of my thighs. I caressed her nipples. She ran her finger up my 
pussy to my clit. We both gasped at the touching. I leaned over and took her 
nipple in my mouth, kissing it, sucking it, and loving it. She parted my pussy 
lips and began to finger my cunt with first one and then two fingers. Her 
fingers explored deep in me, sending waves of pleasure throughout me. I had to 
touch her as she was touching me. While I sucked on her tits, my hand dropped to 
her thighs and she parted them eagerly. My face rose back to hers and our mouths 
pressed together. I was finger fucking my best friend and she was finger fucking 
me. There was no embarrassment or self-consciousness. There was only two women, 
best friends, caring for, and pleasing each other. I could feel my orgasm start 
to build. I could feel her cunt grow hotter and tighter on my fingers. Her 
fingers probed deeper in to me as my hips thrust against her hand. My hand 
became covered with the incredible amount of pussy juice she was secreting. 
Magically, we came at the same time. We moaned and whimpered into each other's 
mouth as our cunts exploded on each other's fingers. I could feel her nipples 
pressed into my tits and she could undoubtedly feel mine in return. We kept each 
other high on our mutual orgasm, hips working together, pussies exploding 
together, lips and tongues pressed together. 

And then, like the lesbians we had seen only a short time before we began to 
shift our position. We were lying side-to-side, able to devour the other's tits; 
biting, pulling, sucking, kissing them. Without a word or a signal, we were 
suddenly kissing each other's tummies, playfully licking each other's belly 
button. And then we took the final step. Her pubic hair tickled my nose as I 
moved the last few inches toward her pussy. I could already feel the heat and 
smell her intoxicating oils. There was no hesitation now.

My face was right at her pussy. Hers was at mine. I gladly reached around her 
thighs and spread them. Her pussy opened up in front of my mouth. I could feel 
her do the same to me. My mouth covered her pussy and, like a lover, I began to 
French kiss it. My tongue probed into the mouth of her cunt in the same way it 
had probed her mouth seconds before. Her tongue was exploring my pussy, teasing 
and caressing my clit. I put a finger into her as my mouth found her clit and 
began to suck on it. I felt two of her fingers slide into me, thrilling me. Then 
one of them was removed and I felt it press lightly at my ass. I mumbled some 
sort of encouragement, muffled by her pussy humping my face. I felt her finger 
break the seal of my ass and then she began to double fuck me with her fingers; 
one in my cunt and one in my ass.

The triple stimulation of her tongue and two fingers took me higher and higher. 
I took her clit in my mouth, sucking it, licking, and caressing it with my 
tongue. Her hips worked feverishly on my face. It was though we were both racing 
to see who could help the other cum first. She won. As my orgasm washed over me, 
waves of incredible pleasure hitting my cunt, my hips thrust hard against her 
hand and face. I tried to concentrate on pleasuring her but my orgasm won out 
and I rose up, pressing my cunt hard down on her face. My hands came up and 
grasped my tits hard and I pulled at my nipples trying to create every possible 
sensation of pleasure I knew my body was capable of. My rubbed my freely flowing 
pussy all over her face. I could feel her tongue trying to catch every drop of 
my juices.

In her passion, she reached up and roughly grabbed me by the shoulders and 
pulled me back down to her pussy. Her roughness was induced by her need to cum, 
and I knew this. As I was still gasping from my intense orgasm, my mouth once 
again found her clit. Two fingers slid easily into her saturated but unsated 
cunt. I licked. I sucked. I finger fucked her. I could feel her gripping my 
hips, licking my ass, and I could hear her begin to moan more loudly. I wanted 
to please her the same way she had pleased me, even more if that was possible. 
Her hips worked up and down to meet the thrusts of my fingers. Her hips swiveled 
back and forth to enhance the actions of my tongue on her clit. 

"Oh god, oh god, oh god…" became her mantra of pleasure. Then she came for me. 
Her hips thrust up hard and froze. I could actually feel her cunt muscles 
contracting around my fingers. Her hot juice gushed out, coating my hand. Her 
clit hardened under my tongue. Her breath came to a stop as she became frozen in 
time and pleasure. Then she simply melted into a limp body below me.

I pulled my fingers from her and licked them clean. I turn back around and lay 
next to her, partially draped over her. Our tits met and our nipples kissed. I 
gently kissed my best friend on the lips.

"Watching chick flix has never been like this before for me" I whispered to her.

"Yeah" she said as our tongues teased and her hand found my still demanding 
pussy. "Ain't it great?"

THE END


  
A Collection of My Fantasy Stories - MF Mf incest father daughter