Slut Mummy

I sat in silence with my family eating breakfast. Everybody had different thoughts on their mind. My husband was flying out to Boston this morning for a week. My son and daughter were probably thinking of school. My thoughts carried me to that same time last night when my son asked me if I could pose for him, so he could take some pictures of his bike. How did he put it? He needed a babe in the picture with his bike.
He was eighteen years old and his hobby was to ride motocross bikes. Last year me and my husband bought him a Honda bike. Since than, all his spare time was dedicated to that.
I agreed last night to pose for him. I thought it was important to him and it seemed harmless enough. That was before he told me that he wanted me to pose in a string bikini. I was so shocked, I didn’t know how to answer, I didn’t say anything as he walked away.
I didn’t want to do it, it just didn’t feel right, but I decided to go along as part of me deep down inside was saying go ahead. Every time I thought of posing in my bikini a small shiver ran through my body, an excitement I haven’t felt in a long time.
My husband and I were not sexually active. We made love maybe once a month and it was usually too fast for me to have an orgasm. I masturbated when no one was around, but it just wasn’t the same as doing something real.
I finished doing all my work that day and just tinkered around the house waiting for tonight. I realized that maybe I should shave down there, just in case my son wants to take a close shot of me and the bike, it would be embarrassing to have some of my pubic hair sticking out.
I got the razor out and somehow got a little overzealous, because soon, I had all my pubic hair completely shaved. My pussy was completely bald, felt smooth and I loved the feeling when I rubbed it with my hands. I ran my fingers down past my pussy and spread my legs open wide.
I felt my tiny little asshole and the area around it; it always felt so good to rub that dirty little spot. Feeling some hair there I decided to shave that too. I propped up the mirror and bending over with my back arched, looked behind.
My heart stopped and my pussy shivered. I was looking at myself from behind. My legs were spread wide apart, my pussy opened up and already wet, and nestled between my two round ass cheeks was my asshole.
I have never looked at myself before, but now I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. The combination of my dark, wet pussy lips and that wrinkled hole above was mesmerizing. Slowly I picked up the razor and without taking my eyes off of my ass shaved every hair that was there.
It felt so naughty to run the razor in between my ass cheeks and down my crack. I was breathing hard and I noticed that my pussy juices were dripping and running down my thighs. Oh God, I was discovering a totally new side of myself.
When I was done with out changing position, I ran my fingers down the crack of my ass feeling the smoothness. I rubbed my asshole while pinching my nipples. I was surprised that the feeling was so much greater than just rubbing my pussy. It seemed like my legs opened up even more on their own, I was so spread, my finger rubbing my anal hole bringing me to a powerful orgasm.
I was lost in this moment, this sexual act, I felt my ass open and realized with shock that my middle finger was stuck deep inside my asshole and I was finger fucking myself. My body shuddered as a powerful orgasm swept over me. I collapsed on the bed, and let the wonderful glowing feeling envelop my body.
I rested, thinking of how good this felt as it was the first time I ever had anything in my ass. I was a little ashamed because of my upbringing and my religious beliefs, but I couldn’t deny the feeling it brought me. It didn’t hurt, it just felt good and it gave me the best orgasm I ever had before.
At dinner time my daughter told me she will be spending the night with her girlfriend and that she would go to school from her house tomorrow morning. I felt a little nervous, so during dinner I had several glasses of wine to make me relax. Before I knew it, I drank the whole bottle of wine.
When my daughter left my son asked if I was ready to pose. I was feeling relaxed with all the alcohol I drank and told him I would change and be right back. He said that we would do the shooting in the garage.
After slipping into my bikini, I looked at myself in the mirror. My heart stopped as I saw how much of my body I was showing. I gathered my strength and walked downstairs in my bathrobe. Tommy was already waiting near his bike and he had several lights set up around. His bike was the center of everything.
“Hey mum, I’m ready, go ahead and stand in front of the bike” he told me.
With my heart racing I moved over to the bike. I stood there looking at him still deciding if I should do it or not.
“Well mum… you’re gone have to take that robe off” he said looking at me innocently.
I took a deep breath and took it off, throwing it to the side. I saw his eyes widen as he held his breath.
Now I have nice breasts, they’re about 36 DD, which are the cause of attention with a lot of men when I go out. They’re natural and don’t hang down. My son was snow staring at them which were covered only by two thin pieces of material. The material wasn’t big enough, and all the sides were rolling out, bare for him to see.
My bikini bottom was in no better shape. It was a triangle that covered my pussy and a tiny bit of the pubic area above it, but that’s it. It was held together by strings that went high over my full hips. The material hugged my pussy tight and my son could see the outline of my mount with the gash in the middle.
Because of the alcohol, I was not thinking about it at the time. I was exited that he would take my pictures. I was ready for him.
“So how do you want me to stand, sweetheart?” I asked.
“Just like that… spread your arms out… yeah.”
He was snapping pictures as I held still. He was getting closer and closer to me and soon I felt that I was the center of his pictures not his bike.
“Mom can you put your foot on the foot peg and lean back.”
I did as he said, which of course opened my legs, showing my son a little more of my crotch. As I leaned back my top rode up and I could tell my aureoles were showing. I saw his eyes get bigger and the camera pointing at my tits. I was intoxicated, my head was spinning and I didn’t think straight enough to stop this.
“Mom this is perfect… spread your arms out… yessss… I have an idea.” He said suddenly.
I looked at him already quite exited but trying not to show it.
“The bike is really steady, can you climb on top of it facing the back and lean back on the gas tank and handle bars? I want you laying on the bike facing back.”
I though about for a minute. God this would be naughty, I would be laying back with my legs slightly spread. Just thinking about it was making my pussy wet.
“Ok honey, but you’re going to have to help me get on top of it,” I said eyeing the bike and best way to get up there.
My son quickly came up and grabbed my arm. Supporting myself with my other hand, I swooped my leg over the bike sitting down on the bike seat. Tommy’s eyes were on my crotch, I could tell he was looking for a glimpse of my pussy. Suddenly I saw his eyes get wide and felt him hold his breath.
Alarmed I looked down at my crotch and saw that my bottom shifted slightly to the side and now raveled one of my pussy lips. Oh god, oh no, my son could see my pussy. I knew I had to quickly cover myself, but couldn’t take my hands off the bike and Tommy in fear of loosing my balance.
“Tommy, I feel a little unsteady like this, maybe I should get down,” I said nervously.
“Mom, you can hang on to sides of the engine to hold yourself steady,” With that he placed my hand on the engine.
I grabbed on to it with both hands, as I felt my body sliding to the sides. Not being able to cover my pussy, I closed my legs together. Doing that I was loosing my balance, so I had to open them up. I soon found out that the further I spread my legs open, the easier it was to stay on top of my son’s bike without falling.
Soon my legs were spread open as if I was posing for a dirty magazine, but it was only to keep me from falling. God if I only didn’t drink all that alcohol, I would have been more steady.
Click, click, click. I heard the camera snapping pictures, and saw my son in front of me zooming on my crotch. No, my mind screamed. Again I tried closing my legs but couldn’t. My body was sliding off the bike. I ended up quickly spreading my legs, even further this time, to hold my balance.
“Tommy, I really have to get down,” I said alarmed, but with no conviction.
The truth was I felt very sexually exited. Showing my body off to the camera was a huge turn on for me. It made me feel naughty, dirty and somewhat like a slut. As soon as I though of myself as a slut, my pussy flooded with juices. The secret fantasy I always masturbated to flooding my mind.
I looked down at my crotch again and saw that my bottom has moved completely to the side, exposing my pussy in its entirety. Exposing my wet, bold pussy to my son. Oh No… I looked up at him and saw he was only taking pictures of my pussy.
“Tommy… no… stop taking pictures,” There was no use pretending he couldn’t see my pussy.
“Mom it’s OK, you look beautiful… and this is digital… we can erase these pictures at anytime,” Snap, snap, snap.
He wasn’t stopping.
“Tommy, this is wrong… you can’t do this, I can’t do this… help me get down,” I kept my legs spread open as I looked at him.
His soft dark eyes moved from my exposed wet pussy to my face. He looked at me, first time taking his eyes off my crotch area.
“Mom just a few more pictures… you look great… and I promise I’ll erase these pictures as soon as we’re done.”
Oh god. I closed my eyes trying to think of a way to stop this and have him help me get down. Was I really trying to stop this? Slut… I’m being a slut for him… my son’s slut.
A low moaned escaped my lips as my pussy quivered at the thought. I opened my eyes alarmed that he heard me moaning, but all my son was doing was taking pictures of my pussy.
He got closer and reaching out pulled on the strings tied at my hips. What??? He wants to take my bikini bottom off??? No I can’t let him, he’s my son, this is so wrong!!!
“Tommy… No…”
I barely heard my whisper. Why didn’t I scream this out. Why didn’t I jump off this damn bike? My mind was confused and drugged from the alcohol I drank. My body on the other hand wanted more attention.
I was looking into his eyes, and he was looking into mine as his hands untied both sides of my bikini bottom. Why didn’t I stop him? With my feet on both foot pegs of the bike, and my legs spread open, he reached out and hooked his finger under the material right at my pussy.
I shivered with excitement as I felt his finger touch my pussy lips. The touch was very brief as he pulled the material off of me. Without realizing it, I lifted my ass slightly off the seat so he could pull them from under me.
He stepped back looking at me. His eyes peeled to my crotch. I could barely breathe, my legs were trembling, and I could feel my pussy juices running out of my pussy and down to the bike seat below.
“Mom… you are so wet down there,” He said as if he was looking at something for the first time in his life.
“Tommy… I need to get off this bike.”
Snap, snap, snap. He was taking pictures of me like that as if he didn’t hear me.
“Mom, lift your legs up for me,” He looked up at me with a pleading look on his face.
“No Tommy… I can’t… please… help me down.”
“Please Mom.”
My mind was in turmoil. I let my son see my pussy, my wet pussy. I was letting him take pictures of me that could be in an x rated magazine. Slutty pictures of his mom. God there was this SLUT word, why did it turn me on so much?
“Just promise me you’ll erase these pictures right away,” I looked at him breathing hard without changing position.
“I promise.”
He was standing there looking like a little boy about to get a treat. I felt my body build up to a powerful orgasm, I couldn’t stop it, I was about to cum in front of my son. I lifted my legs up and bent them at my knees. I spread my knees apart and brought them to my chest.
“Oh my god…” Snap, snap, snap.
I could only assume my son was now looking at my asshole. My god… my asshole. I closed my eyes as I felt my body shudder. The powerful feeling was overtaking all of my senses, making me scream. I actually heard someone moaning and realized that it was me.
Spreading my legs wide I held on as one of the biggest orgasms washed over me. It was longer than usual, taking several minutes from it’s apex to the moment I actually could open my eyes and breathe.
I saw Tommy looking down at me, his camera in his hands. As soon as he saw me open my eyes, as if waking up, he started snapping more pictures.
My legs were shaking, I felt cum oozing out of my pussy and running down to my asshole and than dripping down to the seat below. I was a mess. Holding on to the bike with one hand I reached down and felt my clit and pussy lips with my fingers.
I felt my clit was enlarged and my lips swollen. Snap, snap, snap. My son just wouldn’t let up. I couldn’t hold on any longer.
“Tommy, help me down…” I said.
He knew I meant it. Quietly he put his camera down and grabbed my hand. Holding on to him I swung my leg over and slipped off the bike. I landed right in his arms, weak from the orgasm. I felt his hand on my ass as he was holding me up.
“Tommy… let me go,” I said in a weak voice.
He slid his other hand down and grabbed both of my ass cheeks. I felt his fingers digging deeper into my ass crack.
“Tommy that’s enough… please,” I pushed him away.
“And erase those pictures… now.”
I watched as he thumbed through he camera settings.
“Ok it’s done,” he said after a while.
“Tommy, I’m going to bed… and like we said… not a word to anyone.”
I left the garage and went up to my bedroom. My mind was in turmoil, thinking of what I have done, of how different the relationship with my son has now become. The quilt was tugging at my brain, but the memory of the most intoxicating orgasm was so much stronger. I rolled up in a ball falling asleep in my bed.
The next few days I felt pretty guilty for permitting the incident to happen. How could I have done this? I kept asking myself. After all, I was the parent, I was the adult. I’ve broken the trust we have had between us.
Finally I couldn’t stand it anymore. I took the opportunity when no one was home but me and Tommy.
“Tommy we need to talk.”
“Yes Mom, what’s up,” He said looking at me, his eyes starting at mine and slowly running down and resting on my tits.
“Tommy, what I’ve done is wrong, I should never have allowed you to take those pictures of me,” I said surprised at his boldness of looking at my tits.
I had a modest blouse on that buttoned up the front; with top two buttons undone, revealing some of my cleavage. My husband didn’t even notice that this morning.
“Why Mom, you look beautiful, there is no other woman that could compare with you,” He said with so much conviction in his voice that I knew he really meant it.
“Thank you son and you were a great photographer, but I’m your Mom, and Mothers shouldn’t show their sons as much of herself as I’ve shown you.”
We were sitting at the kitchen table beside each other. His eyes were constantly wondering to my cleavage and tits making me exited from the attention he was paying them. Just the fact that someone was looking at me in that way was exiting.
“Well you didn’t show me everything… I still haven’t seen your tits.”
“Tommy…” I gasped, my face turning red.
“Oh, I’m sorry mom… but I can see… I mean imagine that they’re great… but I would really like to take pictures of them Mom… please.”
I was surprised at how up front he was. I didn’t know what to say, but I knew that I needed to take his mind off of my body. My body on the other hand reacted as soon as he said tits and pictures. My pussy quivered and started getting so moist.
“Tommy, I don’t think that’s proper…” I started saying.
Proper? Why didn’t I tell him NO! He was still looking at my tits and I saw his tongue come out to wet his lips.
“Mom, I’ll be right back, I’m going to get the camera,” He ran off up the stairs.
“Tommy, no, I will not!” I yelled after him.
I felt perspiration on my neck and brow. This wasn’t going how I have planned. I wanted to break this crazy fetish off and here I was about to let him take more pictures of me.
He came back downstairs in a hurry holding the camera and positioning himself in front of me, on his knees, ready to take the pictures.
“Tommy, please put this away,” I said in a weak voice.
Snap, snap, snap. I was sitting on the chair, looking at him as he was taking pictures.
“Mom, can you unbutton another button on your blouse?”
“No, I said to put this away,” I said smiling.
“Come on Mom, I’m not going to stop until you do,” Snap, snap, snap.
“Ok, but than we’re done.”
What harm could that do, I thought to myself. I unbuttoned another button reviling more of my cleavage. Looking down I saw that the globes of my tits were showing. My son now positioned himself low on the floor, almost laying down. From this angle he could probably see up my skirt. I kept my knees together just in case, looking down at him.
“Tommy, that’s not a position a son should take pictures of his Mom from.”
“Yeah, but not everyone has a beautiful Mom like you,” He said snapping more pictures.
I liked that response, I liked the fact that he loved taking pictures of me. I leaned back enjoying the attention. I could feel my body getting warm, and pussy moist.
“Mom can you just unbutton your blouse all the way, it would be a very nice picture.”
“No Tommy, I can’t… remember, I’m your MOM, besides… I’m not wearing a bra,”
I could tell that those words stirred up excitement in my son. Snap, snap, snap. I looked down at the obvious bulge in his pants, amazed at the size. God, he must be pretty big, I thought licking my lips.
“Just unbutton it, and you can keep your tits covered. Come on Mom… I need these pictures,” He pleaded.
“Ok, but nothing more than that,” Oh god, what am I getting myself into here, I thought unbuttoning the last of the buttons.
I separated my blouse to the point that the edges of the material were held on my tits only by my very erect nipples, giving my son a view down the middle of my chest and my full globes. I looked back at him, my lips dry and my heart pounding in my chest.
“Oh Mom this is great, I love it… now put your hands on the table and spread them wide.”
I spread my hands wide on the table leaning back. As I did that, I felt my blouse start to slide to the sides. Was that his intention from the beginning? And why not, why shouldn’t I show him my tits? He already saw my pussy, my pussy and my asshole.
“Ok Tommy… but please… please erase these pictures too,” I couldn’t believe how exited I was getting.
I decided to go with it, but keep it in check. I wouldn’t go as far as I did the other day, if things would get out of hand I would just get up and walk away. I arched my back and stuck my chest out.
Snap, snap, snap. My son was now taking pictures of my bare tits; my blouse completely fell to the sides. God just the thought of exposing myself in front of my son was a big turn on.
“Mom, Jesus your tits are gorgeous… can I… can I touch them?” He said unsure looking at me.
“No Tommy… I shouldn’t even be letting you take these pictures,” I replied not very convincingly.
The truth was I really wanted him to touch them. Snap, snap. He was getting closer and closer with the camera. He came up to my knees and rested his hands with the camera on top, snapping pictures of my tits.
“Mom, can I take close-ups of you tits?” He asked looking up at me.
“Ohhh… Ok… Go ahead,” I said soaking my panties.
He extended the camera out more getting it closer to my naval. His body put pressure on my knees which automatically separated and he slipped right between them. Wasn’t that a better position for them anyway? I thought, besides I was wearing panties.
My son was now between my legs, with his camera resting on my lower stomach, snapping pictures of my naked tits. My skirt was pushed up around my hips, and my wet panties were showing.
What made matters worse is that he brought his eyes down to the camera’s viewfinder taking pictures. His face was on top of my pussy mound and his cheek touched my panties. I know he could smell me, I know he could smell my pussy juices.
“Mom, you’re gorgeous,” Snap, snap, snap.
Feeling my son’s breath on my wet pussy gave me goose bumps all over my body. I froze, I didn’t want this to end, I wanted him to continue. I was totally under his control. The camera, his breath, the touch of his hands on my legs, my body was glowing with excitement as my son was barely touching it.
He looked up at me and I knew he was starting to suspect that I couldn’t stop him. He smiled knowingly and moved his thumb from the camera down to the top of my mound, resting it on my panties where my clit was. He rubbed it in small circles getting a low moan out of me.
“Oh Mom… your pussy smells so good…”
His words made me feel like a slut, oh god a slut. My secret fantasy… My head was spinning and his rubbing thumb was making my pussy quiver.
“My, my… let’s see how wet you really are…” He looked up at me waiting for my reaction.
I gave him none. I gave him a go ahead by not saying anything. Slut… Jesus, I was a slut. He hooked his finger under the thin martial of my panties covering my pussy and moved them to the side exposing my steaming cunt.
“Oh God Mom… you’re dripping… you’re so fucking wet,” He exclaimed staring down at my wet cunt.
“Uhhhhmmmm… Oh my god…” I was in heaven by permitting my son to treat me that way.
“Here, lets take this skirt off first of all,” He pulled down my skirt.
“Wait let me take some pictures of you like this… just in your wet panties,” He stood up and looking down at me started taking more pictures.
Snap, snap, snap.
“Now spread your legs more Mom so I can take a picture of that wet spot on your panties.”
“God Tommy… I shouldn’t be doing this… I’m your Mom…”
“Come on Mom… you know you want to… you know you want to show me everything… now spread your legs.”
What was the point, what was the point of me denying this. He was right, I wanted to show him everything, I wanted to rip my clothes off and spread for him like a cheap slut. I spread my legs apart as my son asked.
“Yeah… nice…” Snap, snap, snap “Now lift them up and push your knees back.”
I lifted my legs and brought my knees to my chest. I was so spread and my panties were soaked. My son was on the floor in front of me snapping pictures. I looked into the camera and licked my lips.
“Is that how you want me to pose for you… Tommy… like that… spread open…”
I couldn’t help it. I was so turned on by what I was doing that the words just came out of me. I didn’t say them as a Mom would say to a son, I said them with a slutty passion in my voice, as a woman ready to do anything for a man.
My son looked up at me and I could tell he was surprised to hear me say those words. I think the way I said them surprised him the most.
“OH MOM… I want to see everything… I want to see you pull those panties off of you and show me your pussy… your wet pussy…”
He was trembling. He knew that this meant we were going all the way, that I wouldn’t stop him from doing anything to me.
“So you want to see your Mom’s pussy… oh this is so naughty… you want me to show you my wet snatch…” I don’t know what possessed me to say that.
The dirtier I felt the more turned on I was getting. I grabbed on to the sides of my panties and bringing my knees together pulled them off of my ass and hips. I stopped with the panties around my knees and my legs up.
“So can you see it now… can you see my wet pussy… do you like mommies wet pussy?” I was on fire, I shed all my inhibitions, I wanted to be who I always fantasized about, a SLUT I wanted to be a slut right now.
My son was looking up at me, as if hypnotized by my wet pussy. I pulled my panties completely off and threw them to the side.
“Ahhhh… take my pictures now baby… take them… oh god… here… let me show you my pussy… and how about my asshole… you want to see that too…”
I spread my legs wide apart and lifted them to my chest. I wanted him to see all of me, my asshole included. I grabbed my ass cheeks with my hands and spread them apart. I could see he was exited, his cock outlined in his pants. Snap, snap, snap. God, what a pictures he was getting, me, his Mom spreading her ass open for him.
“Oh God Mom, your ass… your pussy… it’s so wet… can I… can I touch it… can I?” He looked at me unsure.
“Oh Baby… you can touch it… you can touch anything… you can even fuck me if you want to…” Listening to me he walked up a little closer, right in front of me.
“Don’t you realize baby… I’m your slut… I’ll do anything for you…”
He reached out and touched my pussy. Feeling his fingers on my cunt sent me over the edge. I started to cum. I could feel his fingers separating my pussy lips and sliding inside my dripping hole, as I closed my eyes and enjoyed a very powerful orgasm.
I could barely hold on to the chair. His fingers were penetrating my hole up to his knuckles, my son was finger fucking me with what looked like three fingers. I couldn’t tell, I didn’t care, he could stick his fist in me if he wanted to. My pussy was making wet sloshing sounds.
“Oh fuck MOM… you’re so fucking hot… oh yeah…” He pumped his fingers in and out looking at me.
“Did you mean what you said… did you mean it when you said you were my slut…” He said looking me in the eyes while continuing to finger fuck my pussy.
“Oh god son… do you want your mommy to be your slut,” I said hoping he would say yes.
Those fingers in my pussy were driving me insane, unable to think straight.
“Yes Mom… I need you to be my slut… my whore… my bitch… mom can I call you those things… will you be those things for me?”
Oh God those fingers, my body was trembling approaching another orgasm.
“Yes… Oh God Son Yes… I’ll do anything for you… I’ll be anything you want me to be… Ohhhh Yessssss…”
Suddenly he stopped fingering me, but kept them inside of me.
“Oh no… no baby… please don’t stop… not now… fuck me… pleaseeeee…” I almost screamed.
“I think you need another finger in there,” Tommy said looking down at my pussy.
I looked at him alarmed. I have never taken more than three fingers before. I thought three was pushing it, and now my son was going to stick four in me! I looked on as he positioned four fingers at the entrance to my sopping wet pussy.
He slowly applied pressure and I felt my pussy open up.
“Oh My God… Ohhhhhh… Fuckkkkk…” I moaned as all four of his fingers slid inside me.
At first I thought I would hurt, but than I realized that all I felt was a lot of pressure on my inner pussy walls. I didn’t hurt and the pressure felt great, the feeling of fullness and stretching exiting me more. So I spread my legs wide for my son as he violated me.
“Mom… that feels so tight,” He said looking down at me.
“That’s because… ahhhh… ahhhhh… you’re stretching me… oh goddd… more… ahhh… ohhhhh… more than I’ve ever been before,” I was barely able to answer.
I was beginning to love the feeling of his fingers, I was so full. God, I thought, he almost had his whole fist up inside of me. Just the thought ran shivers through my body, another one of my fantasies. I’m such a fucking slut… I’m letting my son finger fuck me like this.
I held on as he pistoned his four fingers in and out of me, taking them deep up to his knuckles an than almost out. It didn’t take long, I came hard, I came so hard that I rocked the whole table I was leaning against.
After I came to my senses I looked at my big son. He was just standing there gently rubbing my pussy. I reached out and felt his hardness through his pants.
“My turn,” I said getting up.
“Here lay down on the table,” I said directing him.
He laid down and I damn near ripped the pants off of him.
“My god… you’re so big,” I said involuntarily wrapping my fingers around his cock.
I was looking at his moist cock, covered in his own pre-cum, as I stroked him several times. I loved the way he smelled. I closed my eyes and took him in my mouth deep with one motion.
“Oh god Mom… ohhhh myyyy goddddd…” He moaned.
I had his cock buried completely down my throat, my nose reaching his pubic hair. I was choking, his thick shaft reached past my tonsils, making me gag, but I suppressed the feeling. I wanted this, I wanted my sons cock deep in my mouth, I wanted to blow him how a real slut would.
I held on for as long as I could, and came up for air. His cock was covered in my saliva. I looked into his eyes.
“You want Mommy to blow your cock like that baby…”
He was lying on our kitchen table and I was between his legs. I licked his shaft up and down waiting for his answer like a hungry whore.
“OH God Mom… yes… oh fuck yesssss…”
He couldn’t finish, his words trailed off as I wrapped my mouth around his cock again. This time I was watching him as I took his cock deep, deep down my throat. When I finally bottomed out my eyes watered and I wanted to gag again.
My sons cock must have been 10″ long and thick, he would make any woman gag. We stayed like this looking at each other. Son naked from the waist down on his elbows legs spread, mom completely naked between her sons spread open legs blowing him.
I was gagging, my throat convulsing, wanting to expel the intruding meat but I didn’t move.
“Oh god yeasssss… Oh fuck…”
He was moaning, my throat actually massaging his meat with convulsions. He leaned his head back and held on. I came up for air, coughed a couple times and went back down on him again. God, was I deep throating my sons’ cock? I only heard about it, heard that porn stars did it in the movies.
Up for air again and down all the way. The thought of me in front of the camera with my son drove me crazy. In that moment I fantasized that we had production crew and cameras all around us. I began blowing him deep and hard, spreading my legs a little so everyone could see.
He was in heaven, I could tell, moaning loud now enjoying the way I sucked him. That’s the only way I was going to suck his cock. What a slut I turned out to be, blowing my own son, slut, cheap fucking whore. I moaned with pleasure, as these thoughts burned in my mind.
I felt my son stiffen up, I knew he reached the point where he was going to shoot his cum. I came up for air one last time and took him in deep, smashing my nose on the base of his stomach.
“Oh Jesus Mom, I’m going to cum… oh god yeassss.”
His leg came up and he half sat up supporting himself with his left hand, while reaching out with his right and grabbing my head as if making sure I wouldn’t disengage.
“Take it all… take it all Mommie… yeas like that… Oh godddd… just like a slut…”
Oh god that word! In that moment my pussy twitched and I was Cumming right there with him. I was surprised that a single word, spoken at the right time could make me cum. I really must be a slut, a hungry cock slut.
I held on, enjoying my own powerful orgasm, as my son shot his load into my stomach. I didn’t taste his cum, I couldn’t, he was so deep down my throat. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t move, I was in total ecstasy.
He was holding my head as he was shooting his potent seed into me slightly raising his hips as if trying to put his prick deeper down my throat with each blast of his cum. I was pretty close to passing out when he finally let me go. I quickly came up for air, choking and coughing.
“Oh god Mom, are you OK?” I heard real concern in his voice.
I supported myself on my hands right above his hard cock breathing hard trying to recover. He put his leg down and was looking at me running his hand over my hair as if trying to help me recover.
“I’m Ok… I’ll be fine…”
I was slowly coming down off my own sexual bliss, looking at my son’s slowly shrinking cock. The thought of me drinking his cum was slowly fading, and the realization of what just happened started sinking in.
I straightened up standing naked between his legs and looked at him.
“Son, I a… Oh god…” The tears were swelling in my eyes.
How could I have done this, he was my son. He quickly reached out and grabbed me by my arms.
“Mom, please, it’s my fault. I clearly took advantage of you… it’s not your fault.”
“Son but… I’m your Mom… I’m the adult here.”
He sat on the edge of the table and brought me close to him, right between his legs. My stomach brushing against his cock.
“Mom, you’re the most beautiful woman I ever seen and… I love you… and what is wrong with me giving you pleasure… you’re still my Mom and you always will be… I just want to make you feel good.”
He was such a gentleman, after all that has happened here. I cupped his face in my hand and looked deep into his eyes.
“You mean you don’t think I’m a slut…”
“Mom… you’re my Mom first of all… but if you want to be… if you want to be a slut… than it’s Ok too… I mean why couldn’t Moms be Sluts when they wanted to?” He really emphasized the word you.
He was thinking about this whole thing in such an innocent way, I couldn’t tell him that it wasn’t that simple. I brought my lips to his and he accepted me without turning away. He was such a gentlemen. I kissed my son with passion that I haven’t felt in a long time. He returned my kiss smashing my body against his.
I felt his cock starting to grow, but I couldn’t let this continue. It was too dangerous, too close for my husband to come home. I pushed away from him.
“Ok, that’s enough, please… I just… I just need to think about all this.”
I gave him one last kiss on the cheek this time, picked up all my clothes from the floor, and walked away. I knew he was looking at me, looking at my naked ass, and it brought the all familiar shiver to me. For some reason that I couldn’t understand, I love exposing myself to him. But that’s how everything started and I thought what that led me to. I walked up the stairs and into my bedroom.
For the next few days I avoided my son. When he was home I tried to be busy doing things away. I wasn’t mad at him, I was just trying to come to terms with what I’ve done, and if I should continue down this path. I did not know if it would be the path to my destruction, or the fulfillment of all my dreams and fantasies.
One Saturday night we were all sitting around watching TV, I, my husband, my daughter and Tommy. Although the movie that was on seemed to be very interesting, my husband and my daughter were really not into it. Soon my husband began to yawn.
“Kate, I’m going to sleep, had a hard day at work, you coming to bed with me babe?” He asked.
“No… I’m going to stay up and finish the movie,” I answered.
He left and my daughter Kristy soon followed suit. Tommy and I sat there watching the movie. From time to time I stole peaks at him, involuntarily, thinking of our last encounter, thinking of what would have happen if I let him… I noticed that when I wasn’t looking, he would turn his head and look at me. God, I wanted to know what he was thinking about.
I looked at the fire place and noticed that the fire was going out. I got up and slowly walked up grabbing the poker to move the logs around. I could feel my son’s eyes on me, on my back… on my ass.
I leaned over, with my legs slightly apart and one hand on my knee, poking the fire. My short skirt that usually stopped half way up my thighs rode up a little exposing the upper thighs of my legs. The fire started again and I felt the heat radiate onto my body.
When I turned around and looked back I saw Tommy staring at my ass. Oh god, I couldn’t get into this again… not now… not when my husband and daughter are in the house.
“Mom, you look great. That skirt is so hot and your blouse shows off your tits so well.”
He was so upfront, so sure of himself.
“Tommyyyy… maybe you shouldn’t think about my tits so much,” I said standing there by the fire.
I didn’t move… why, I don’t know. Maybe because of the way he was looking at me.
“But I think that skirt would look even better if you raised it up a little,” He said openly staring at my thighs.
“Ohhh Jesus Tommy… I can’t… I shouldn’t.”
I already felt the warm sensation between my legs. Oh god… keep it in check… I have to keep it in check.
“Come on Mom… just a little… I just want to see your thighs, that’s all.”
I blushed. I felt like a little girl being asked to raise her skirt so the boy could peek at my panties, but this time that boy was my son. In that moment I remembered how wonderful his cock felt sliding down my throat and feeding me his cum.
I slowly reached down and grabbed the edges of my skirt. Oh boy… just a little… maybe I’ll show him just a little. Out of precaution I looked towards the stairs making sure no one was there that could see this. With my heart pounding in my chest I looked back at my son and raised my skirt up, little by little, until the edge stopped at my panties exposing my long tanned legs.
His eyes were wide watching me do it and I could tell he was very exited.
“Damn Mom this is so hot… I have to take some more pictures of you… don’t move, please… I’ll be right back.”
He bolted for his room leaving me there by the fireplace. My mouth was so dry I could barely swallow as I stood there trembling, waiting for my son, knowing damn well where this could lead. God… why did I do this… why did I show him my thighs… like some… like some slut. He came down holding the camera.
“Ok Mom, now spread your legs apart more.”
I looked down and realized that I haven’t changed position that I still stood there holding my skirt up.
“Tommy… please… I don’t think I should… not now,” I mumbled.
Click, click, click. I heard the all familiar snap of the camera. Well, so far he wasn’t asking me to rip my clothes of, maybe I’ll just go along a little more. I placed my feet apart wider as my tight skirt rode up higher. I know I was showing him my panties now. God this was turning me on so much, my pussy already hot and wet.
“Nice… really nice… now turn around Mom.”
I did as he asked. I looked back at him and saw that he lay down on the carpet taking pictures of my spread open legs and panty covered ass. Oh god, I was letting my son look at my ass again… like a… like a slut.
Uhhmmm… A low moan escaped me as the all familiar shiver ran up my spine. I reached back and slowly, looking into the camera, raised my skirt up all the way above my hips showing him my whole ass. I still had panties on… It’s Ok… I still have clothes on. I was slowly getting lost to that feeling… that desire to be a slut.
“Oh my god Mom… you are so beautiful.”
He forgot to take pictures; he was just staring at me… at my ass. I licked my dry lips. Leaning forward, I placed both hands high above the fire place sticking my ass out, letting my son get a better angle on me. My juices were flowing; I was getting wet soaking my panties asking myself if my son could see the wetness.
“Mom… can you… can you take your skirt off… please Mom.”
Oh Jesus… this was so dangerous, we were not alone in the house.
“Oh baby… what if… your Dad comes down… or your Sister?”
He didn’t answer, he was just staring at my ass, at my body. As if he didn’t hear me, he started taking pictures again. Snap, snap, snap. I looked around, and up the stairs. What was the use resisting, I was already showing my panties. I reached down and unzipped my skirt, I brought my legs together and let it fall to the ground around my feet.
“Mom, and your blouse please.” I heard him say.
I froze asking myself if I should. What if we get caught? What if my daughter comes down, what if she sees me like this, in my panties and bra or maybe even completely naked? I couldn’t breathe, the thought of my daughter looking at me… at my tits… at my ass was drowning my senses, making me… hot.
Oh God… what was I turning into? How could I think like that about my daughter? I looked down and saw that I already unbuttoned my blouse. Slowly, trying to get my Daughter out of my mind, I let it drop to the ground and stood there just in panties and bra.
Snap, snap, snap. I looked back and automatically assumed the same position as before, my legs spread apart and my hands against the wall above the fire place. My ass stuck out and Tommy was zooming in on it.
“Ohhh baby… you like taking pictures of my ass don’t you?” Again the words surprised me.
I was getting more and more turned on, slowly assuming the role of a slut… the role of my fantasies. I reached back and put my hand on my ass. Looking into the camera I spread my ass cheeks apart making my panties disappear into the crack of my ass.
“Uhhmmm… how do you like your Mom now Tommy?” I moaned like a slut.
I knew he could see the dark skin around my asshole. I lifted my leg up and placed it on top of the near by chair and bent over. I was so spread, the thin bunched up panties barely covering my holes.
My son was getting great shots of my ass now, bent over and spread… like a slut… Oh god I loved it. To be so naughty, in my own house with my husband just upstairs… showing myself to my son, was so forbidden, so hot.
“Mom, I want you to take your bra off… I want to see your tits.”
He was looking at me, judging me on how far I would go. Oh god, he wants me naked… he wants me completely naked. My pussy juices were flowing, I could tell, I could smell myself. I smiled slightly and straightened out, my heart beating hundred miles an hour.
“Tommy, promise me you will never show these pictures to anyone.”
He didn’t answer, he was just looking at me, at my body. Facing the fireplace with my ass to my son, I reached back and undid the snap that held my bra together. I didn’t wait for his answer… did it matter? What if he did show it to someone, what if he showed it to his friends?
The thought of some teenagers looking at my naked pictures posing like a slut, made my pussy shiver with excitement. In this moment of sexual excitement, I hoped that he would show them to his friends… to all his friends, so they can see his slut mommy.
I let the bra fall off of me. I stood there breathing hard, facing the fireplace with my hard nipples absorbing the heat. I felt him get up and now I stood there with anticipation. Second after second, waiting for my son, waiting what seemed like forever… waiting for him to…
I felt his body right behind me and soon both of his hands on my hips. I shivered from the contact; his hands were so cold. He ran them up my sides, slowly feeling my skin, and to the front, cupping my full tits and squeezing my nipples between his fingers.
“Uhhhmmmm…” I moaned.
“Oh god Mom… oh god you tits…” His breath came in gasps.
He squeezed my nipples harder as my eyes watered from the pain. I loved feeling his firm grip on my tits. He moved his hands down, down to my panties again, his fingers hooked on the edges. I shivered waiting for my son to pull them off.
“Tell me what you want Mom… tell me what you want me to do,” I heard him whisper and felt his warm breath on my neck.
Was he manipulating me? Did he want me to say it? Oh god, if I was going to stop this, now was the time. I was thinking, hesitating. I felt his fingers tracing the edges of my panties, driving me crazy with desire… desire to have this happen. I quickly looked up the stairs again.
“Take my panties… take them off…” I moaned.
I felt his lips touch my shoulder as he kissed me.
“Are you sure Mom? Do you really want me to take them off of you? Mommies usually don’t do this… Only slut Mommies do.”
God I couldn’t stand it. My body was shivering from his touch and anticipation.
“Pleaseee son… I am a slut… please take them off,” I begged.
His fingers hooked into my panties started pulling them down. Inch by inch, past my full hips and down my thighs. I felt him kneel down behind me, god his face must have been right at my ass, my naked ass. He pulled them down around my ankles and I willingly stepped out of them.
I stood there trembling, totally naked, with my hands still up above the mantle. I felt his hands on my ass as he spread my ass cheeks apart for his viewing pleasure. Oh god my asshole… he was looking at my asshole. Oh no, what if he can tell that I masturbated there… that I stuck my fingers in that hole and fucked myself to an orgasm? Oh Jesus, I’m such a slut, and my son could probably tell.
He turned me around facing him. I looked down at my son kneeling in front of me as I stood in front of him completely naked. He was looking at my pussy, my bald pussy. Still kneeling down he reached out and grabbed my ass pulling me to him. Holding me tight with his hands, he brought his face close to my clit. He inhaled hard, smelling me… smelling my wetness.
I spread my legs a tiny bit apart. I didn’t know why, it just happened.
He extended his tongue and licked my pussy lips spreading them apart and running his tongue down.
“Uuuuhhhhmmmm…” I moaned.
That felt so good, his wet tongue down between my pussy lips, flicking, twisting and sucking. I spread my legs wide lifting one of them to the near by chair. I looked down at my son and noticed that he was looking into my eyes, between my opened legs, eating me, building me up to an orgasm.
“Oh god son… eat me… oh Jesus eat me… ohhhhhh.”
With one hand I supported myself on the mantle, with the other I squeezed my nipple… rolling it and tugging on it. My ass burned from the heat of the fire adding to the feeling. My pussy was quivering, I was ready to cum. I felt his lips over my clit as he sucked on it flicking it with his tongue at the same time.
“Oooohhhhh Myyyyy Goddddd… Ahhhhhhhh…”
I came, holding on, barely able to stand, right there in front of the fire place, in our living room with my husband and daughter up stairs. I was moaning the whole time, I tried not to, but it was impossible. Oh God… I came like a slut into… into my son’s open mouth.
The feeling lasted a long time but eventually I came down, I realized my son was still liking my pussy, drinking my juices flowing into his mouth. I ran my fingers through his hair with affection. He was such a big boy now, eating me… eating his Mom.
“Oh baby… oh god… do you like your Mom that much?”
He disengaged for a second.
“Mom, you have the best tasting pussy I’ve ever eaten… Jesus, I could eat you all night long.”
He went back to eating me, sticking his tongue into my dripping hole, fucking me with it. I was so wet and open for him, loving it… loving the fact I was his slut.
He finally let go of me and looked up.
“Mom don’t move.”
He reached for his camera and without changing his position, from below, started taking pictures of me… naked… spread open. Snap, snap, snap. Oh god I needed to stop this… this was too dangerous… I wasn’t a porn star, I was his Mom. What if the pictures fell into the wrong hands, what if they put them on the Internet?
“Tommy baby… please… stop… no more pictures… please.”
Snap, snap, snap. With great difficulty I managed to put my foot down, I knew he already had pictures of me, my pussy, open… spread, but I needed to stop this. I walked away from the fireplace towards the couch with my hips swaying and my ass for some reason, stuck out.
Snap, snap, snap. Oh god he wasn’t stopping, what is it going to take for him to stop? I sat down on the couch, my knees together, back straight, hands on my knees. Snap, snap. I was looking at him, into the camera. I knew my big tits were showing, nipples hard.
Was I OK with that? Was I OK with that being on the Internet? Slut… Oh God… I was a slut right? I felt my knees open a bit, I couldn’t stop them… Jesus… like they had a mind on their own.
I could tell he saw that, he dropped to his knees in front of me… waiting… anticipating for me to open them. Snap, snap, snap. My knees came apart a little more. Could he see my pussy now… could the camera see my pussy?
I knew he wasn’t going to stop until I showed the camera everything. Snap, snap, snap. Oh god I can’t… too dangerous.
“Tommy come here,” I motioned for him with my finger.
He stood up, obedient, like a little child. He walked up to me, the camera at his side. Sitting straight on the edge of the couch I grabbed his firm butt and pulled him to me spreading my legs so I could get him close to my face.
If this is what it takes to stop him from taking my pictures… than be it. I pulled his shorts down and than his underwear. My son’s big cock sprung free in front of my face already hard. I grabbed the base of it and stroked it a couple of times looking up at him.
“What do you want Mommy to do with this big cock of yours?” I looked at him with my innocent eyes.
“Oh god Mom… suck me… suck my cock like you did before…”
Just what I was waiting for. I opened my mouth and took him deep, his pulsating meat sliding down my throat. I started blowing him, massaging his big sausage like meat with my throat, choking on it and from time to time coming up for air.
My pussy was dripping hot from the thought of what I was doing, blowing my own son, eating his cock and drinking his juice. What a slut I was… and I loved every second of it.
He grabbed my hair keeping my head still and started fucking my mouth, using it for his pleasure. I let him, I kept still, opened my mouth and held on. He brought one leg up on the couch and I felt his balls slapping my chin as he fucked my mouth.
I could hear my son moaning, breathing hard, wanting to stuff more and more meat down my throat. I chocked coughing, he pulled his cock completely out and placed it on my face. It was dripping with my saliva. I licked his shaft, tasting his wonderful cock, as he forced my head lower, down to his balls.
I fell off the couch, down to my knees, between his legs, licking his shaft, licking his balls. At this moment I was my son’s slave… his cock slut… meant to be on my knees and worship his cock. I was so hot… and so was he.
“God Mom… I have to fuck you,” He moaned as I sucked on his balls stroking his cock.
“UUUHHHMMM… you want to fuck me… you want to fuck me with this thing…”
I licked his balls and his shaft up to the tip and swallowed the head of his cock while stroking the shaft. I looked up at my son and saw that he was in heaven, pure pleasure on his face.
“Mom Please… I have to fuck you,” He moaned.
Now he was begging… now I was in control.
“You want to fuck me… you want to fuck your Mom… uuuhhhmmmm that’s so nasty… right here on the couch with the rest of our family sleeping just upstairs?”
Again he grabbed my hair and forced his cock down my throat fucking me with it, looking down at me as he was doing it.
“Fuck yeah… I want to fuck your pussy like I’m fucking your mouth right now.”
God I was his Mother but he was using me… he was using me like a slut… like a cheap slut. Jesus, every time I though about it I was ready to cum, my pussy burning hot and dripping.
The feeling of guilt was tugging on my brain every time I saw my son. It’s been three weeks since our last encounter and there wasn’t a day that I didn’t think about him and the way he fucked me, or the way I sucked his cock. I knew how wrong it was, I knew that as his mother I never should have let this happen but somehow my thoughts betrayed me. Over and over I would come back to those wonderful moments of incest… moments of pure pleasure between me and my son and my body would react. I promised myself to spend more time with my husband, to get my mind off my son.
One day my husband was leaving on a business trip for a few days and I decided to surprise him, I decided to be a little naughty and walk in on him totally naked before he leaves and screw his brains out, especially when I haven’t had any sex in a while, I was hornier than ever. It was 6am and he was in our study room working on his computer, he was to leave for the airport in one hour. Just enough time for a quick one, I thought.
I made sure that kids were still asleep and wearing nothing but a night gown sneaked up to the study room door. I peeked in and saw him turned away from the door with his feet up on the desk looking at the computer screen. I quickly took my gown off and quietly stepped thought he door. God, being naked like that was turning me on so bad. I walked up behind him poised to wrap my hands around him and looked at the screen. My heart stopped, I froze in my tracks in shock. What I saw on the screen was pictures of naked girls posing in sexy positions. Some of them had their legs spread open, some of them were kissing each other or having oral sex. The screen was flashing picture after picture of girls… young… barely over the legal age, about the age of our daughter, in nasty positions. I saw a young girl hold up a huge dildo buried in another girls ass, my god… I was shocked to see that, a small shiver of excitement running up and down my spine. I saw my husband had his cock out and was stroking it, looking at the screen.
I must have moved or he must have sensed my presence because he turned his head and saw that I was there watching. His eyes got really big and his face turned red, he immediately tried putting his hard cock back inside his pants and minimize the window with the porn on it. In shock I turned around and walked out of the room. I picked up my robe and ran upstairs locking myself in the bathroom.
After a few minutes my husband knocked on the door, trying to talk to me but I just couldn’t, I was still in shock of discovering him looking at those young girls on his computer. I did not come out until he was gone to the airport on his business trip. I spent the rest of the morning thinking about what I saw… thinking about discovering my husband and what he liked to look at… lesbians… young, nasty lesbians fucking each other with dildo. The image of that young girl flashed through my mind making my mouth dry. I was amazed at how big that thing was… and she had it in her ass! How long did it take her to stretch her ass that much to be able to take such a big toy in her, I wondered.
I was in the kitchen cleaning up after lunch when Tommy came in.
“Hi Mom, what’s cooking?”
“Oh nothing son, just doing a little clean up,” I said looking at him.
He came closer looking back at me. He stopped with his crotch rubbing against my hip. I didn’t look away; I kept looking into his eyes… I don’t know why… it was as if his presence was making me exited. I felt his hand on my lower back and I swallowed hard knowing that this was more than just a son, mother touch.
“Mom… Dad’s gone… I was wondering… can we… you know.”
He was looking into my eyes with genuine wonder in his look. I felt his hand starting to slide down onto my ass. I didn’t answer, I just stared at him. His hand reached my ass and I felt him grab my ass cheek, spreading it, rubbing it in circles.
“Mom, I missed you.”
He leaned over and planted a kiss on my lips making my mouth open up and allow his tongue in. Immediately I responded with my own tongue sliding around his in a wet, intimate kiss. His hand traveled down past the edges of my skirt and soon was pulling my skirt up, over my hips. I remembered my daughter was upstairs and a small shiver of fear ran through me. I gently broke our kiss.
“Tommy… please… Kristy’s upstairs,” I said in a whisper confused at what was happening.
He had my skirt up above my hips and was rubbing my ass bunching my panties in the crack of my ass. He was massaging my bare cheeks and leaned over kissing me on the neck. I looked over at the hallway and listened for footsteps but didn’t hear any… Oh Jesus… thank god. I allowed my son to suck on my neck while playing with my ass, his fingers sliding under my panties and touching my holes. Oh god I was letting my own son do this to me… and why not… I loved his touch… I loved the attention. I felt his fingers slide into my wet pussy and gave out a whimper.
“Oh your pussy’s so wet Mom.”
Oh God… this was going further than it should, my daughter was just upstairs. His fingers were in me, I don’t know how many; it felt like three or four. My pussy was stretched but being so lubricated it allowed my son to easily finger fuck me. He was still sucking on my neck making me so wet. I involuntarily started to buck my hips coming down onto his fingers fucking him, I was softly moaning while doing that lost in this moment of incest. Suddenly I heard something, sounded like a door than something else… footsteps, down the stairs.
“Tommy… Tommy God let me go,” I pushed against him as we were about to be discovered.
He let go of me and I pulled my skirt into place just as my daughter came into the kitchen.
“Hi guys… what’s going on?” Innocent question but it made me jump.
“Nothing sweetie… how are you?” I answered barely able to control my voice.
“Oh you know, Jessica flaked out on me tonight so I’m staying in, not going anywhere, besides… I got some movies that I borrowed from her that I want to watch.”
I looked at Tommy and the big bulge he had in his pants, an outline of his big cock. I could tell he was really disappointed, he was obviously counting on Kristy going out tonight. Oh god what did he have in mind for me tonight, I started wondering. Kristy was drinking something from the refrigerator and looking at me weird.
“Mom… Dad really did a number on you,” She smiled.
“What… what are you talking about?” I looked at her unsure.
“Did he draw blood on this one?” She walked up to me pointing at my neck.
Oh god… my neck… Tommy was sucking on it for a longest time, he must have given me a hickey! One thing I didn’t realize at the time was that my hickey was still fresh and wet. My daughter was staring at it for a longest time, her eyes slowly widening as if she came to a some kind of wild suspicion/realization. She looked at Tommy and back at me. Neither one of us dared to look at her, both afraid of being made. I slowly turned and walked out of the kitchen stopping in the hallway with my back against the wall and my stomach cramping.
“Tommy, was that hickey fresh?” I heard Kristy’s voice.
“What, I don’t know… how should I know.”
“Did you…”
“Don’t be stupid Kristy!” Tommy yelled.
I started walking towards the stairs, shaking a little. All I could think of was that my daughter discovered our secret; she was going to tell… she was going to tell my husband. I walked into the room and looking at the mirror saw a bid red mark on my neck that was still wet. I lay on my bed thinking of what happened and what to do about it when I heard the door open and saw my son walk in. He came up to me and sat down beside me on the bed.
“Mom, you’re all right?”
“Tommy she knows,” Was the only thing that I could say.
“Mom no she doesn’t, she didn’t see anything she might have a wild suspicion but she doesn’t know,” His hand rested on top of mine.
“Oh God, what am I going to do if she tells John…” I looked at Tommy.
I was really worried, the thought of loosing everything gnawing at my mind. He gently took my hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it. He pulled on me and brought me to his chest wrapping his hands around and giving me a reassuring hug. He smelled so good and felt even better, I needed this, I needed the contact.
“Kristy will never tell anyone even if she suspects something… trust me… she just wishes she could give you that hickey.”
His hands slowly traveled under my shirt gently touching my back. Wait… what did he say!
“Tommy what do you mean?” I kept my head close to his chest.
“Well… she spends a lot of time with Jessica… I just think that they might be doing something… you know… something sexy.”
My daughter? It was an unbelievable thought! But what if she does, it was true that the two girls spent a lot of time together. I felt my sons hand come around and cup my breast under my shirt letting my nipple poke out in between his fingers. Oh god, not again… he wants to feel me again… I thought. I knew I should stop him, especially after being nearly discovered, but his touch felt so good.
“Son… have you ever seen them do anything like that?” I asked pushing myself away from his chest and looking into his eyes.
His hand stayed on my breast. He came up and laid on his side beside me on the bed propping his head up on one hand facing me, I stayed on my back. His fingers were gently tugging on my nipple making it so hard. I was getting wet, hot and turned on.
“Well no not really… I just seen them hug really close.”
He moved his hand down to my stomach and than slid it under my skirt. I felt him tug on the waist band of my panties and than his fingers sliding down under them towards my pussy. Oh God, why didn’t I stop him? Why was I allowing my own son to feel me down there? I felt his fingers on my pussy lips, playing with them, spreading them to the sides. I was already breathing hard, looking at him.
“Tommy what are you doing?”
“I’m feeling your pussy Mom,” He simply answered looking into my eyes.
I felt one of his fingers starting to work its way inside my wet hole.
“Oh God son… please stop… I’m your Mother… Ohhhh…” Involuntary moan… I couldn’t help myself.
His finger slid in and than immediately another. It felt so good but… so immoral. What was it about letting my son do this to me that turned me on so much!!!
“Is that why you spread your legs… because you want me to stop?”
I looked down and saw my legs apart, spread, allowing him access to me… to my hot, wet pussy. Oh God I shouldn’t… I didn’t even feel myself do that! What was I doing? He leaned over and kissed me, long sensual kiss, his tongue penetrating my mouth while finger fucking me the whole time. Ohhhhhhh… I was moaning… moaning into my son’s mouth. He broke the kiss looking into my eyes. I was looking back full of anticipation of what would happen next. He withdrew his fingers, bringing them up to my mouth. I was surprised… what did he want me to do with them?
“I love you Mom,” He said, his wet fingers inches away from my mouth.
OH god I could smell my pussy… I could see my wetness… my pussy juices on my son’s fingers. I knew what he wanted me to do. As if hypnotized I moved my head up, extended my tongue and opened my mouth taking those wet fingers in. Uhhhmmmm… so good… so delicious… I rolled my eyes in pleasure of tasting my own pussy as I sucked on his fingers.
“Good girl… Oh man, every time you do that you give me such a hard on. Keep sucking on them… taste your own pussy… oh Jesus… such a good slut…”
There it was again… my son calling me a slut! I loved it, I was so turned on I could do anything for him right now.
“Mom!” I heard in a distance.
Oh God not now! It was Kristy, calling me. How could I have forgotten that my daughter was still there? Tommy took his delicious fingers out of my mouth, disappointment on his face.
“God Mom, I have to have you tonight… and Kristy… she’s ruining it all. We have to go out… we have to get out of the house. Let’s just go to the movies or something, find a place where we can be alone.”
He was pleading, kissing my face now, my neck and feeling my body through my clothes.
“Ok… Ok son we will… please let me go… I have to go down there otherwise she will suspect something.”
I pushed him off and stood up looking down at him. His cock was hard imprinted in his pants. Oh god, such a big cock… With mischief in my eyes and out of control I leaned over and unzipped my son’s fly taking his cock out. I stroked it with my hand feeling the hot, velvet skin and looking into his eyes.
“I’ll give you a little taste of what might happen tonight.”
I leaned over and took his hard cock into my mouth, swallowing the length of it. I saw him stiffen up and heard his moan. I sucked his cock deep, letting it sink down my throat, bobbing my head up and down with deep long strokes, massaging his purple head with my throat.
“Mom!” I heard Kristy yell again.
With great difficulty I pulled off of my son looking at his gorgeous cock. I turned and walked out of the room. I walked into the kitchen where Kristy was sitting at the kitchen table.
“Mom can I talk to you,” She said.
“Sure sweetie, what’s up?” I made my voice sound relaxed while in fact I was really nervous.
“It’s just… it’s just some things at school Mom… some of the boys at school made some comments towards me that really bothered me.”
She sat up on top of the table next to me. She was wearing a short pair of loose shorts and a tea shirt, something she always wore around the house. This time however her shorts seemed shorter than usual, her long legs exposed making me look at them… god was it getting hot in here?
“They teased me about my butt… that… that I have a big butt Mom.” She whispered.
What? My daughter? Now way… she doesn’t have a big butt… her ass is just perfect. I looked at her sitting there and her butt, but of course in that position I couldn’t see anything.
“Honey, your butt is just perfect, don’t worry about what a couple of jerks might say.”
I could tell that wasn’t enough, that she really had doubts.
“Mom, do you really think it’s not big? I really need to know… please just be honest.”
She jumped down and stood with her butt towards me, looking back at me over her shoulder. Oh boy, I thought, she does have a nice butt. I admired my daughter’s ass through her shorts without saying anything as suddenly I felt a stirring… a stirring that made me want to see more. As if reading my mind, Kristy grabbed the shorts on the sides and pulled them up over her hips. The fabric stretched and dug itself into the crack of her supple young ass exposing both cheeks and her curvy hips. Oh God… what is she doing? My mouth suddenly watered and I swallowed hard. Although I kept my eyes on my daughter’s ass, I saw her smile. Oh Jesus… why was she smiling… was it because I was staring at her nearly naked ass? Why was I just staring at it?
“So Mom, what do you think? Is my ass really big?” She asked innocently.
Again I had to swallow hard before responding.
“Honey no way… it’s perfect,” I automatically responded.
I looked up at my young daughter and noticed she had a light smirk on her face, but there was something else… something in her eyes… excitement? This feeling that you get when you’re doing something you’re not supposed to? It was definitely there. I licked my lips and looked at her ass again noticing that she pulled her shorts even higher. I could see her vulva between her legs because those shorts were so thin and tightly pressed against her pussy. Right in the middle was a nice imprint of her pussy lips separated by a gash down the middle. I knew I shouldn’t have been looking but my eyes would not look away, and it was making my pussy wet. Strange feeling when your own daughter can make you wet.
As if having enough, Kristy pulled her shorts down into place and turning around walked up to me close. She bent down and bringing her face right next to mine said “Thanks”. With that she gave me a slight seemingly innocent kiss on the lips. Oh God I still had Tommy’s taste in my mouth from sucking his cock! I looked into my daughter’s eyes as she kissed me to see if she noticed, but I couldn’t tell. She broke away and standing up straight walked away as my eyes trailed her ass swaying back and forth.
As she was walking up the stairs, Tommy walked down passing his sister on the way.
“Mom… come on… I can’t stand it… let’s go out,” He pleaded.
I was so confused between my daughter and my son… what was happening to me? I knew exactly what he wanted, he wanted to fuck me, he wanted me to suck his cock and it was impossible to make it happen here with Kristy around.
By this time I was so horny that I didn’t even put up an argument. I basically nodded my head and told him to be ready in one hour. I went up to Kristy’s room and told her that me and Tommy were going to catch a movie and asked if she wanted to come along. She said she wanted to catch up on some movies here and that she would stay.
I took a good bath, shaving myself in the process, making sure my pussy and ass were totally smooth and started getting dressed. I wanted to wear something sexy for Tommy, something that would show off my tits and ass, to make me look really sexy. I picked out a short skirt and put it on without any panties. Next I found an old slip blouse that was too small on me five years ago. I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror. My god… the blouse barely contained my tits, the string supports over my shoulders came down nearly to my nipples letting my tits roll out on top and the sides. The blouse had a deep cleavage so my whole middle was exposed as well. It seemed like the only thing that was covered were my nipples. The bottom of it didn’t quite cover my hips so there was five inch gap between my blouse and my skirt showing off my tummy. There was no way I would ever wear something like this in public but tonight, after the incident with my husband, and being so horny… I didn’t care. Tonight… I would look like a slut… my son’s slut.
I examined myself in the mirror again… something was missing. I grabbed the sides of my skirt and pulled it down a bit exposing the tops of my hips. Nice… but still not quite enough. I pulled the skirt down more, almost half way down my hips. Yeah… oh my… that’s it, but now everyone can see that I don’t have any panties on. I grabbed a pair of black thongs and slipped them on. I had to pull them under my skirt and pull the sides over my hips… way over my hips… nice; the thong was now visible to everyone. I topped the whole thing off with a pair of black high heels and was ready to go. One last thing I did was to put a long, thin sweater on to cover myself until I was out of the house and our neighborhood.
I walked downstairs where I met Tommy already waiting for me.
“Kristy we’re leaving!” I yelled.
“Ok Mom, see you guys later!” Was her only response.
“You sure you don’t want to come along!” I yelled back.
“No, have a good time!”
We were in the kitchen and Tommy walked up to me from behind and grabbing my thighs raised my skirt up.
“Uhhhh… look at those legs… and those hips… I’d love to see what’s between them,” he was staring at me with wide eyes full of excitement.
He ran his hand down between my legs and rubbed my pussy though my panties. Oh god this was so hot… he was doing this right here in the house with me talking to Kristy.
“Ok, don’t stay up too late Kristy!”
I could barely control my voice. He reached with one of his fingers under the fabric of my thong and was now rubbing my clit in circular motions. As much as I loved what my son was doing to me, I had to stop it.
“Tommy please… we have to go,” I whispered.
“Oh God Mom, I just want to fuck you so bad,” He was hot.
I turned around and cupped his face in my hand.
“I know baby… I know… please… I promise, I’ll let you fuck me for as long as you want tonight… wait just a little while longer… until we get out of the house,” I kissed him sliding my tongue into his mouth.
He was holding my hand as he led me to the garage. He opened the car door for me and was helping me into the car. When I put my foot up to get into the car, I felt my skirt slipping up over my hips. I didn’t stop it, I let it slip up… over my hips exposing my ass. I felt so sexy than… so uninhibited, giving my son a nice view of my ass.
“Mom, don’t move, just hold it like this for now.”
I didn’t understand why but soon found out. Click, click, click, the camera was in his hands and he was shooting pictures of me with my ass exposed. Oh God, doesn’t he ever stop?
“Tommy please… I can’t have you take pictures of me like that… it’s too dangerous baby… what if you forget to erase them… and than… someone looks at them.”
Oh god, just the thought of it made my pussy wet which surprised me again… why would I want anyone to look at me like that? I wasn’t just some slut off the streets… Snap, snap, was the only reply. Again my son was fascinated by my body, and I didn’t blame him. It felt good to be wanted, to be admired, right here me… not some young… underage girls on the computer screen. I bent over a little bit, to give him a better view.
“Oh man Mom… why don’t you move that g-string out of the way so I can take some real pictures.”
“Real pictures? Real pictures of what baby?” I moaned looking back at my son and hooked my finger into the thong string running down between my ass knowing how dangerous it was to do that right here in our garage with Kristy upstairs.
“Your pussy Mom… real pictures of your pussy… come on show it…”
“Uhhhhhh… naughty son… you are wanting to see your mother’s pussy?”
I was playing with him, teasing him. I lifted the g-string up and onto one cheek, clearly taking it out of my ass crack showing him my asshole but keeping my pussy covered. Click, click, click. He was taking more of my pictures. Although it was exiting me beyond belief it was one thing that I really had doubts about… it was one thing that I thought might be too dangerous to do… letting my son take my pictures.
“Why don’t you put that camera away and I’ll show you my pussy.”
He hesitated for a moment but as soon as I lifted my panties up and gave him a quick peek at my bold, moist pussy he set his camera down on the nearby work bench. Oh god, we were in the garage doing this, I listened for any signs of Kristy in the kitchen and then lifted my thong panties to the side exposing myself completely for my son. I knew I was wet down there… I knew he could see the wetness so I arched my back sticking my ass out completely for my son’s viewing pleasure.
“Is that what you wanted to see baby? Is this how you want your Mother to be?” I moaned looking at my son from behind my opened ass.
He was looking right at my ass… right at my pussy unable to speak. I saw a huge bulge in his pants and I instinctively licked my lips wishing I could wrap my mouth around his shaft. I spread my legs a little bit more allowing my pussy lips to part, the feeling running shivers up my spine as they did. I held on to the car seat with both of my hands and put my head down enjoying the moment. I didn’t know what my son was going to do, I didn’t care, he could have fucked me right there but he didn’t… he didn’t even touch me which surprised me. I heard a steady stroking noise and I knew he had his dick out and was pumping it. I reached behind me and spread my pussy lips apart sliding my finger in between them up and down, I than slowly inserted the finger in my hole and begun fucking myself with it.
“Oh god Mom… oh Jesus you’re so fucking hot.”
My son was so exited… so hot looking at me spreading my pussy and fucking myself. I inserted another finger and reached behind with my other hand spreading my ass cheeks apart. The feeling of my fingers inside my pussy and the cool air on my asshole was bringing me to an edge making me moan louder and louder.
“Ohhhh… Ahhhh… Oh Jesus… OOOhhhh fuck.”
I was fucking myself right here in the garage in front of my son no longer concerned about getting caught by my daughter. Oh God what a feeling to be able to just spread my legs and let anyone see how I could fuck my hole. I slipped another finger in stretching my pussy and moaning like a slut.
“Oh My… Oh my pussy… oh yeah… Ahhhhh… UUhhmmm… Oh god I love it.”
I came… I came hard shuddering and stuffing my fingers all the way in and hanging on through a powerful orgasm. Who knows how loud I was I can only remember moaning like a slut. I could barely breathe when I remembered afterwards where I was and turning towards my son saw him with his camera taking my pictures. No not the pictures, I thought wondering how many he managed to take. I put my thong back into place and stood up straight pulling my skirt down.
“Had a good show?” I asked.
“Uh yeah, this will add to my collection.”
“Collection? Tommy!!!! You promised me you would erase all those pictures!”
“Erase them, Mom you’re too hot, those pictures are great. Wait till I show them to you you’ll say yourself not to erase them, besides no one will ever see them but me.”
I looked at my son with big concern in my eyes.
“Yeah but what if they fall into wrong hands son, what than?”
“They won’t Mom, I promise, I have them password protected.”
I noticed that Tommy was more and more interested in photography, the subject entering into our family conversations constantly. He would discuss it with my husband at times, asking him for advice and even showing him some of his work which made me really nervous. I knew he would never show his dad the pictures he managed to take of me but just the thought that the pictures were out there was driving me crazy. I have to admit, some of his work was really good. He took pictures of everything, trees, buildings, animals, and other people.
It drove me insane when he talked to his Dad about it, knowing what I did… how I posed for him. God would he ever tell anyone about it, about what I did… would he show my pictures to anyone? He told me he showed them to a talent agency, but what pictures were they? Were they really the ones of me wearing a bikini? Even with that, the bikini I wore was so tiny… so revealing.
Every time I thought about it my heart started beating faster, my body became warmer. I didn’t understand it, the way it made me feel when I thought about exposing myself, when I thought about others watching me… undress… slide my small panties down my thighs and maybe show them… shown them what no stranger should ever see.
One day we went out shopping, just me and my son, he wanted some new clothes and I decided to get myself a new pair of heels. We got into our Expedition and I drove off to the nearby shopping mall.
It was a sunny day, almost hot; the sun beating down was making me sweat in my short, white sun dress. It was one of those days I didn’t want to wear a bra, I wanted the slight breeze to cool my body off, and I wanted to feel free and relaxed.
“So what kind of clothes are you going to get?” I asked looking over at my son.
He was wearing a blue tea shirt and a pair of jeans, young, handsome, sitting beside me in the car, looking very comfortable. I noticed the camera in his pants pocket, the camera that became a big part of his life now and never left his side.
“Oh, I don’t know, maybe some jeans or a shirt,” He looked over at me, his gaze lingering, watching me.
I kept my eyes on the road but I could feel his gaze drop down, down to my breasts. I smiled inside at the thought of my son trying to get a peek at my breasts, at his Mom’s breasts. The mare thought was making me hot. I lowered my right hand setting it on top of the hand rest while putting my left high on the steering wheel. That gave my son a nice peek down my cleavage and the rise of my breasts.
“How about you Mom, what are you going to get?”
“I was thinking about getting a new pair of heels, you know, those 4″ pumps that would go good with my black mini dress.”
I heard him gasp as he slowly visualized me in that dress wearing high heels. The dress was very tight, hugged every curve of my body. When my husband bought it for me, I tried it on, just once, in front of everyone. Seeing myself in the mirror, showing most of my legs and a big part of my breasts, I immediately put it away in the closet promising myself never to wear it.
Jesus… me in that black mini dress wearing high heels would make me look so hot… so slutty. Suddenly it felt warm in the car; I reached over and turned the AC on. He continued to watch me, thinking about something, probably about me and the dress.
“Mom, could we do something, could we go to this one place that I wanted to take pictures of, please, today is perfect,” He said suddenly.
“Tommy, what place? Where is it?”
“It’s a park, nearby the shopping outlets.”
The place he described was about twenty minutes away, why not. We were coming up to the right exit so I took it.
“What’s so special about the park?” I said feeling his gaze on my breasts.
“It has the rolling hills in the background and the sun is at perfect height for some really good pictures.”
Twenty minutes later we pulled into the park. I had to admit, it was nice, green with hills and lots of big, old oak trees. I noticed a few cars in the parking lot indicating about ten, maybe fifteen people visiting the park, not too crowded.
We got out of the car and started heading for the hill in the distance. I walked beside him admiring the scenery and enjoying the cool breeze. My sun dress was slightly floating in the breeze. My son was snapping pictures left and right. Suddenly he turned and snapped a picture of me.
“Hey, shouldn’t you be taking pictures of the hills?” I said smiling.
“Yeah but you add so much to the scenery… a beautiful woman, in a nice park like that on a Sunday afternoon… perfect.”
He continued to take my pictures as I slowly walked up the hill towards the big tree on top of it. He was behind me now, taking pictures of me, his Mom. I stopped and turned my head towards him putting one hand on my hip. I posed; totally comfortable with the situation… they were just harmless pictures.
We reached the tree and I leaned against it, smiling into the camera. I felt like some glamorous model on a photo shoot that every man finds so desirable, so hot. I spread my hands out and grabbed the tree, which made my buttoned down the front dress open up a little forcing part of my breasts out.
I looked down to see how much I was showing and noticed that the globes of my breasts were now exposed, my nipples still covered by the fabric. Darn… I forgot that I had no bra on and I unbuttoned top two buttons of my dress. I looked around and saw only a single man in the distance, walking his Rocky(D).
Again I pressed my back against the giant tree. I spread my legs a little to give me better footing on the uneven ground and looked into the camera licking my lips, wetting them for the camera. God this was turning me on… was I… was I posing seductively for my own son? The thought sent shivers up and down my spine.
“Mom… could you raise your skirt up a little, just slightly, so I can see more of your wonderful legs.”
Oh boy… that is how it always starts… just a little. I thought about being outdoors, in the public, and this being a little risqué and I think that’s what was making my heart beat faster and my mouth so dry. I could already feel the heat between my legs, building up, my pussy getting moist.
Reluctantly I grabbed my dress and pulled it up a little, the edge now stopping right at my upper thighs. Snap, snap, snap. I bunched the part of the dress that I pulled up at my back and leaned against it, making it stay up. Again I pressed my back against the tree.
I could just picture myself standing there with my dress up, showing my long, smooth legs all the way up to my hips. The top of my dress partially unbuttoned, with my big breasts half visible to anyone, with only my nipples covered barely by the fabric of my dress.
Again I looked around to see if anyone was near. The only one I could see was the man walking his Rocky(D) and he was still pretty far away to see what I was doing. Tommy knelt down in front of me, as usual trying to get a shot up my dress. I opened my knees a bit to tease him.
“Mom… Jesus you are so hot… please can you just lift your dress up more?”
He was hot, I could tell, his voice tense and his face looked flushed. I couldn’t believe how much I was turning him on, how much I could make him want me.
“Tommy… do you think I should… right here in the public? What if someone sees me?”
I spread my hands wider pushing my chest out. The next button that was holding my breasts together popped open and I felt cool air around my nipples. I didn’t want to look down; I didn’t want to know if I was showing them to my son, in public… in this park.
“Oh my god…” He moaned.
Snap, snap, snap. I could only guess that my nipples were visible. Oh god… what was I doing? I placed my feet further apart and slid my back down the trunk of the tree I was leaning against causing my dress to bunch further up around my hips. I had no doubt that my panties were now showing.
Snap, snap, snap. I held that position looking into the camera. I wore a thin, almost see-through pair of cotton panties that were now soaked with my wetness, clinging to my pussy, making every outline visible to the camera.
“Is this what you want me to do son? Is this how you want me to pose?” I was driving him insane and I knew it.
“OH GOD Mom yes… yes just like that,” He moaned.
I brought my hands up above my head and grabbed onto the tree there. I saw that it sort of disappointed Tommy because now my nipples were hidden behind the fabric of my dress. Oh Jesus… I couldn’t have that… I couldn’t disappoint him.
The top of my dress was only held by strings running over my shoulders, so I reached over with my right hand and slid the left one off of my shoulder. I lifted my arm out of it and again placed it above my head. The left part of my dress started slowly sliding off, the edge almost reaching my nipple.
I was breathing hard, as I watched my dress slide off of my left breast totally exposing it… making it visible to the camera and my son. My nipple was so hard, it must have been standing a half an inch out. With my knees bent and legs spread, back to the tree and my breast and wet panties showing, I held the pose for my son.
Snap, snap, snap. Oh God, why was I doing this? So slutty… showing myself. He got closer, almost on top of me, zooming in on my crotch and than my tits. Oh God what a feeling… I was soaking wet down there, my panties drenched, no doubt making a visible wet spot for the camera. Oh Jesus… should I… should I be a slut right now? The word… the thought drove me insane.
I reached over and slid the other string holding my dress up off of my shoulder. I looked at my son with dry lips and face flushed and lifted my hands up… letting my dress slide off of my tits.
Snap, snap, snap. The dress slid down settling around my waist. Both of my gorgeous breasts exposed, my dress hanging around my waist, in plain daylight at a public park. I never thought that I would do such a thing.
“Oh God Mom… you’re so beautiful… you’re so hot… you’re so… slutty,” He looked into my eyes as he said that.
Oh my baby… my baby even called me a slut. I reached down with one hand following it with my eyes, and traced it up my thigh to where my panties were on the side of my hip. I than looked seductively into my son’s camera.
“Perhaps you’d want your Mom to take these off as well?”
I really couldn’t believe I said that… where was I going with this? His eyes got really big, he swallowed really hard and I saw his hands tremble.
“Yea… Yes, I’d love that Mom… do it… take them off… please,” He begged.
I smiled, I had such a hold on him, and I could make him do practically anything so he could get a glimpse of my pussy and my ass. I hooked my fingers into the elastic band and slowly pulled that side down exposing my hip and part of my naval. I looked at my son.
He was staring up at me with anticipation. I left my panties like that and grabbed the bottom of my dress pulling it up and to the back, over my hips and around my stomach. I pushed it behind me and again leaned against it, trapping all of my dress at my back and against the mighty tree.
Snap, snap, snap. I put my right arm above my head and placed the other hand on my now exposed stomach. I looked down and saw my tits, my nipples… so hot. I ran my hand down so now my fingertips were brushing the slightly pulled down panties. Oh God how I wanted to rip them off… how I wanted to be totally naked right now. I was breathing hard with my nipples stiff in front of my son’s camera.
“Tommy… oh Jesus… I think I have to stop this,” I moaned looking at him.
“Mom, no… don’t stop… please… you look so good, keep going.”
“Son, we’re in the park… in public… oh god… this is so naughty… what if someone sees me?”
I ran my extended fingers along the elastic band to the side that was still over my hip and hooked my finger in it. “Maybe just a little more,” I thought. I pulled that side of my panties to about half way down my hip, positioning them so they still covered my pussy but my whole pubic area was exposed. Because I was so wet, the material clung to my pussy lips, visibly wet in that area.
It was getting hot, very hot, seemed like the breeze has stopped. I felt my body starting to sweat, small beads of perspiration running down my back. I looked over at my son and at the outline of his hardness, bulging out in his pants. His cock… Uhhmmm… I needed him… I needed to suck him. Wait, not here, not in this public place.
“Tommy… maybe we should go…”
I didn’t know what I was saying… I didn’t know what I wanted. He was aroused too, his face red, barely able to take pictures. He reached out and grabbed my knee applying some pressure, spreading them further apart. My knees were shaking, weak from the position I was in.
“Mom… pull your panties down,” He demanded.
No, not here… how can he ask me that… we were so visible. I looked around, still no one was near, the man with the Rocky(D) was closer but could he see us?
“Oh son… I want to, I really do but… we could get in so much trouble…”
He reached down to his hardness grabbing it with his fingers, through his pants. He started rubbing it… oh god it was getting big… it was growing as he was doing it. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. I reached down and grabbed my breasts, squeezing, gently touching my nipples, sending electricity down my spine.
“Mom… pull your panties down… just a little.”
He was rubbing his cock… so big. I couldn’t stand it, so what if we get caught? I reached down and gently slid my panties down to about mid thigh. There… my pussy hot… wet… dripping for my son… and his camera.
As if woken up from a dream, he started taking the pictures again. Snap, snap, snap. Oh Jesus yes… I wanted him to take my pictures. I wanted to spread my legs for him more but my panties wouldn’t let me. Should I? Should I just take them all the way off? Slut… oh yeah… a real slut would do it.
I straightened up and brought my legs together. Reaching down I pushed my panties down, past my knees and let them drop around my ankles. I reached down and pulled them off. I held them out at arms length hanging down off my index finger… so wet, almost dripping. I put my other hand on my naked hip and raised one leg higher than the other rolling my hips and making my most innocent face.
“Do you want to keep these… your Mothers wet panties?”
I thought he was going to cum right there. He stiffened up looking at my panties as if they were the most treasured item. He reached out shaking, and took them out of my hand immediately bringing them to his face. He inhaled hard, closing his eyes, smelling my wetness… my womanly aroma. Oh god my son… he loves my pussy.
What now… god I was naked… practically, but one thing remained. I looked around one last time, I didn’t see anyone, even the man with the Rocky(D) was no longer there, strange, how could he disappear. I wanted this, I wanted to be naked, no matter what the consequences.
I looked at my son, he was kneeling there full of anticipation, taking pictures of me from time to time. I grabbed my dress bunched up around my stomach and inch by inch started sliding it down my body. The dress was clinging to me, my wet hot body. Click, click, so exiting, so hot, so risky.
Once the dress past my hips, I let it drop to the ground, stepped out of it and picked it up. I didn’t want this dress to be in the shots he was taking. Bunching it up I threw it away from me… I didn’t need it… I was a slut. The dress flew away landing far enough away, not to visible… in the pictures… in my pictures.
I stood there completely naked, trembling, almost unable to breathe from the thought of what I was doing. My pussy was so hot, so wet, if I touched it just slightly I would have climaxed. My son was looking at me, waiting.
I turned around, put my hands high on the trunk of the tree and leaned against it spreading my legs. Ohhhhh… posing… posing for my son… naked like a slut. I felt my pussy lips open, exposing my hole. Click, click, click, I was surprised he was still taking pictures.
I brought one hand back and placed it on my ass. I turned my head back letting my long blond hair fall to one side and looked into the camera licking my dry lips. My heart was pounding in my chest as I spread my ass cheeks open for my son, revealing my puckered hole.
I brought my other hand under me and leaning forward touched my pussy lips. A strong shiver ran through me. Click, click. I spread them apart sliding my finger in between, my finger instantly becoming slick, wet with my juices. God I couldn’t stand it… I needed to cum… I was so close.
I extended my middle finger and slid it from the top of my clit, down my slit and into my opened hole, sinking it deep inside of myself.
“Ohhhhmmmmm… Ahhhh… Ahhhhhh…” I moaned.
I withdrew my finger and rubbed my clit in small circles. Again I slid it down and into my hole. Click, click, click. My finger was sopping wet. I took it out and brought it up to my face. I looked at my son and his camera and put it in my mouth sucking on it hard. Oh Jesus… my pussy juice again… I loved it. Click, click. I closed my eyes and enjoyed tasting myself… tasting pussy.
“Uhmmmm… that’s so good…” I moaned involuntarily.
I brought my hand back down to my pussy rubbing my clit, spreading my pussy lips and fucking myself with the finger. Click, click, click. I thought about the nasty shots my son was getting, of me… op his Mother… in public… in the park.
“OH my God… Uhhhmmmm… Oh Jesus…”
I climaxed, I came hard, ramming my finger into my hole as far as it would go. I closed my eyes, my legs spread open and stuck my ass out as I rode the waves of my orgasm. I could barely hear the clicking of the camera but I could feel something dripping down the inside of my thighs. Did I cum that hard? Click, click. OH god… he was photographing this!
I realized I had juice/cum dripping down my arm. I withdrew my finger out my hot dripping hole and again brought it to my face. I smiled at my son and the camera, putting my fingers right in front of my mouth, licking the juice off… tasting it… swallowing it. Click, click, click. I was his personal photo slut… opened… spread.
My son straightened up and came up close to me, smiling.
“Nice Mom… god, you like it don’t you.”
He put his hand on my ass and squeezed my round, tender ass cheek sinking his outstretched fingers into the crack of my ass. I looked at my son and than slowly down to where his hand was.
“Oh god baby… I do… I shouldn’t but I do… I love it when you take my pictures and when you touch me.”
I felt so vulnerable right than, so spread and opened for him, my most intimate body parts on display for him… for my son. I waited full of anticipation, obediently, waited for what he was going to do next.
He put the camera down and again grabbed my ass with one hand and my breast with the other, squeezing it hard, at the end pinching my nipple. God it drove me insane. I adjusted my stance, spreading my legs apart more.
“Uhhm, Mom… are you spreading your legs open more for me?” He said smiling, stating the obvious.
He ran his fingers down, past my asshole, down to my dripping wet pussy. God his touch was making me his slave.
“Tommy… oh god son, I’ll spread my legs for you anytime.”
I surprised myself saying that, after all, I was his Mother… or was I? Maybe than, at that moment, I was nothing but his slut, to be used… to be fucked like those women that walk the streets late at night. He touched my wet pussy lips drawing a moan out of me. He slid one finger inside of me and than another… deep making me shiver. He brought his lips to mine, kissing me, forcing his tongue into my mouth.
“Isn’t this what a slut would do?”
I tensed up for a moment. He called me a slut… me his Mother! This definitely was going in the direction I didn’t want it to go. His two fingers were now slowly sliding in and out of my hot, juicy pussy. I felt he was waiting for an answer… but yet I couldn’t… I was his Mom.
“Ahhhh… yes… I am a slut… Uhhhhhh.”
Noooo, god why did I say that! I can’t le him do this to me, I have to keep this in check. But yet, my body was getting warm again, sweaty, my hips slowly starting to move up and down as if wanting to fuck my son’s fingers on their own, my pussy itching to be filled. I looked up at his handsome smiling face… so sure of himself, I thought.
“That’s a nice Mommy… you want to fuck my fingers… you want to fuck them like a slut?”
Oh god no… what was he doing to me? I had my hands up on the tree, hanging on, with my head turned towards him, my cheek resting against my arm as my hips were moving up and down, fucking his fingers now. Ohhh… no… I was fucking my son’s fingers…
“Oh yes… oh god… I want to fuck your fingers… I want to fuck them like a slut…”
I was so hot than… so turned on. It was so hard to keep things in check when my son was doing this to me. Suddenly he took them out. No… it felt so empty. I moaned in disappointment. He stood there looking at me.
“Mom… I want you to take my cock out,” He said firmly.
What? His cock? I looked around as if I had to do what he said and wanted to make sure that no one would watch. I saw the man again, seemed like it was the same person but with no Rocky(D) this time. He was still far away, holding something in his hands, from time to time bringing it to his eyes. Binoculars?
Oh God, this was so crazy! As if in a hypnotic state, I bent down, with my ass out and grabbed my son’s belt. I undid it and the buttons of his fly, reaching down into his underwear and grabbing his already semi-hard cock. I pulled it out feeling the hot, stiffening shaft. I looked up at him waiting… waiting for him to say what was coming next.
“Good slut… now put it in your mouth and suck on it.”
The praise felt good, as if he was giving me a complement. But it was so much more… If I did what he asked, I was acknowledging what I was… what I always wanted to be. If the other times I submitted to him seemed like an accident, or a way of keeping him from doing something, this was deliberate. There was no mistake, my son simply told me to suck his cock.
I bit my lower lip and licked them, the conflict slowly weakening… my mind slowly giving into my son’s demand. I brought his cock to my face, almost touching his purple cock head with my lips, the smell of his pre-cum intoxicating my brain.
“I really want to suck your cock son… but here… in the park? Could we just go somewhere else… somewhere private?” I asked begging.
He shook his head from side to side, relentless, waiting for me to do it.
“Mom… I want you to be a total slut… I want you to do what a whore would do… suck your son’s cock in the middle of the day in public.”
Oh god no… I couldn’t do this… not me. I felt his cock touch my lips. Did he move? The head of his cock was now pressed against my lips and I could taste his pre-cum dripping out of his slit. My hands were on his hips, no, he didn’t move, I would have felt it. Did I? Did I move? No I can’t! Not here!
Although my brain was screaming to stop this, my mouth slowly parted allowing the head of my son’s cock to slip inside with my lips wrapping tightly around it.
“Oh yeah Mommy… that’s a good slut… suck on that big dick.”
No, No, No! He’s my son, and I’m totally naked, here in the park! Somehow half of his big cock was in my mouth now, warm, pulsating. Slut! The word in my mind made my wet pussy twitch. Isn’t this what I wanted? Isn’t this what I fantasized about?
I pushed my son against the tree and knelt in front of him, never letting his hard cock slip out of my mouth. Oh god he tasted so good, young, fresh, delicious… I felt my nose touch his pubic hair. Oh Jesus… did I swallow his whole cock again? I let it slip out and at the end sucked on the head of it, stroking the shaft slowly.
“Oh God Mom… you are the best at giving head.”
His eyes were closed as he leaned his head against the tree, enjoying what my mouth was doing to his cock… my son. I took him in again sucking, deep down my throat, past my tonsils. I repeated it over and over again, making my son moan in pleasure.
I saw movement out of the corner of my eyes and I didn’t even disengage, I just turned my head still sucking my son’s cock and looked in that direction. It was the man who originally was walking his Rocky(D)… the man with… binoculars! Oh Jesus, he was looking at us!
I looked up at Tommy just to see his face full of pleasure. Still sucking his cock I looked back to the man. He wasn’t that far away, maybe 500 feet, he wasn’t coming any closer. I didn’t know what to do, I didn’t want to stop sucking Tommy because he was enjoying it so much, and so was I. I didn’t want our engagement to end… god such a slut. I took him in deep again, sucking on my son’s pulsating meat.
“OH MOM… I want to fuck you… I want to fuck your pussy… are you ready? Are you ready to spread your legs for me… like a… like a slut?”
I needed to tell him about the man, about the man looking at us, but something inside me told me not to, afraid that this would end. Or was there another reason.
“Oh Tommy wait… let me suck your cock for a little while longer… god I love it… Ummmm,” Again I took him in deep.
I twisted my head a little, deep throating my son’s cock, giving the stranger a better look. Oh my god why was I doing this? Why was I letting him see what I was doing to my son? Wait… he didn’t know… he couldn’t know Tommy was my son! Oh god what a feeling, what a rush being watched… sucking my son!
I was so turned on I was attacking his cock, sucking Tommy for all he was worth, like a vacuum. He was moaning, ready to cum. Seemed like at the last moment he pulled me off of his thick cock, holding my head in his hands while I looked at him disappointed.
“Mom, you suck so fucking good… but I want to fuck you… I want to cum inside of you… I want to fuck that pussy you gave birth to me with.”
My head was spinning… it was rough… so dirty… my pussy… birth… my son… and he was going to fuck me now… like a slut. I stood up placing my hands on the tree as he moved out of the way, my body hot and trembling. I spread my legs wide and positioned myself without thinking to give the stranger a full view of what was about to happen.
Tommy came up and slapped my ass, sending electricity through my body and making me moan. He positioned his cock at my opening and roughly drove it deep inside of me, burring the whole thing with one stroke. It was so easy, my hole dripping wet. I screamed with passion… Yesss… finally.
He fucked me, he fucked me rough and hard, slapping my ass as he did. My son’s cock penetrating me deep inside, deeper than it ever have been before. I looked for the man that was watching us. Oh God, he was still there… watching through his binoculars?
“Jesus Mom… that pussy is so hot… so wet… look at my cock buried so deep inside of you.”
It was almost as if he didn’t believe what he was doing, as if he had to say it aloud to believe it. I hung on screaming with pleasure from what my son’s cock was doing to me… to my pussy. He was moaning loud, about to cum. I pressed my ass hard against him as my son drove his dick deep into my pussy shutting load after load of his cum inside of me… inside of his Mom.
I clenched my pussy hard around his dick and milked him, load after load, going through my own orgasm… powerful… long… hot… wet… slutty. We stayed like this for a minute enjoying the closeness. He reached around and cupped my tits, slowly rubbing them, tugging softly on my hard nipples.
“Mom… you’re the best fuck I’ve ever had… my cock is still hard inside of your hot pussy.”
I felt sweat run down my back and I felt my son’s cock slowly softening inside of me. He pulled out and stood there in front of me, waiting expectantly. I dropped down to my knees and took him in my mouth, like a hungry slut. Yes… this was one of the best parts… tasting myself… tasting my pussy.
“Oh you like tasting that… ha Mom… you like the taste of pussy?”
Oh no… why did he have to say that! I wasn’t a lesbian, I never even thought about being with another woman, but the taste of my pussy was just undeniably good.
“Tommy… I don’t… please… Uhhmm…” I mumbled sucking on his cock.
I didn’t know what to say. I knew he knew, it was obvious from the way I sucked his cock. I was a little embarrassed to know that my son knew something about me that was so private, so intimate. I just went back to sucking him.
“That’s OK Mom… you don’t have to say it… I can see it in you.”
I cleaned my son’s cock off really good and stood up. I looked around and didn’t see anyone, even the man that was watching us was gone.
“Tommy, maybe we shouldn’t push our luck so much. Let’s go shopping.”
I picked up my dress nearby and put it on, without panties, which were stuck deep in my son’s pocket, like a trophy, his Mothers wet panties. I thought about asking him for them, but what the hell, let’s be a little risky. We walked to the car passing some people, some of them with kids, enjoying the afternoon in the park. They gave us only minor glances, not realizing what we were just doing in this very same park.
We drove through the neighborhood streets, trying to find our way back to some main roads, looking for factory outlets. Tommy was constantly snapping pictures, even of me; he would hold the camera up and zoom in on my breasts. My top buttons were undone so he had a good view of my deep cleavage.
“Mom, you’re gorgeous,” He reached over and put his hand on my exposed thigh.
“Tommy… behave yourself, I have to drive,” I said playfully, knowing damn well that I enjoyed his touch.
He ran his hand up under my dress lightly touching my pubic area with his fingertips, which I reacted to by grabbing his arm from going any further.
“Son, what do you think you’re going to do with this hand?”
“Why don’t you let go if it… Mom… and find out… you know you want to… you know you want to be a… SLUT,” He really emphasized the last word.
I gave him a quick look. Was I really a slut? My son’s slut? Should I let him? Should I let my son touch my pussy right here in the car? A turn was coming up so I let go of his hand making the turn. He immediately slid it further down between my legs touching my clit. Oh God… my pussy was already getting moist. I had to concentrate on driving, letting my son have his way with me. He rubbed my clit and ran his finger down to my dripping hole.
“Oh yeah… you’re so wet… so hot…”
“Yeah and you shouldn’t be doing this to your Mom while I’m driving,” I said feeling his fingers slowly sinking inside of me.
For some reason I spread my legs a little putting my left as far as I could to the side, watching the cars near by, to make sure no one could see this.
“Oh god Mom, do you smell this? Do you smell your pussy?”
I rolled my eyes. Jesus, yes I could smell it. My wet pussy dripping from what he was doing to me.
“Oh god yes… but Tommy, please let go of me… I have to drive.”
He sunk them deeper inside my pussy as I slid down to the edge of the seat. I was so hot, breathing hard. I no longer knew where I was driving, trying not to hit anything, I was just going straight. He started fucking me with them, slowly, tenderly, driving them in and out of me.
“Oh God Tommy… Oh my god… Ohh… Ohhh…”
“Look at you Mom… look how turned on you are,” He rubbed my clit with his thumb while finger fucking me.
“You like me doing this to you, don’t you… slut?”
I looked over at him, my lips dry, my mouth open. He didn’t call me his Mom anymore. What could I have said to him. I let him do this to me… to his Mom… NO… to his SLUT!
“Oh God yes… fuck me… fuck me deeper… Ahhh… Ohhhh… yes like that.”
I was so hot, I was ready to cum… all over my son’s fingers.
“You’re so wet Mom! You’re dripping,” He looked at me sharply “Do you… do you want to taste it?”
I froze. No, not that, I can’t get into this. But my pussy… my juices… god I loved it so much! And the thought of me, licking my pussy juice from my son’s fingers here in the car, while driving was driving me insane. But if I told my son yes, I would admit that I could be with another woman, the thought was so perverted sooo… different. I could tell he saw the conflict in me, after all I didn’t say anything.
“You want to, don’t you Mom… here,” He withdrew his fingers out of my wet hole and brought them up to my face.
“Go ahead, lick them… lick them Mom… taste your own pussy… do it,” He was breathing hard as well, clearly turned on by this.
“Oh god Tommy no… not my pussy…”
Too late, he placed his dripping fingers on my lips. God the taste… the smell… I couldn’t stop, I opened my mouth slightly and immediately received his fingers inside. I wrapped my lips around them and twirled my tongue, sucking… sucking the wet juice from them.
“Yes Mom, suck them… oh yeah… here let me give you some more.”
He took his fingers out and brought them down to my pussy, sliding them deep inside of me again, fucking me with them. I needed to concentrate on driving, no longer worried about the cars passing us, or being discovered. Again he took them out and brought them to my mouth, this time I readily opened my mouth and took my son’s fingers in, relishing the taste… the taste of my own pussy.
“Yeah… nice slut… suck that juice… pretend you’re licking another woman.”
“Ohhhhh… Oh my God… Uhmmmm… yesss…” I moaned.
This was so real, so insane, I loved it… I loved tasting myself… tasting pussy. Again he finger fucked me, withdrew his dripping fingers and let me taste them. I was now openly sucking on them, moaning softly.
“Oh Yes… Oh God… I love it… I love the taste of my pussy… Oh God give me some more.”
He did, my pussy continually producing more and more juices. I licked his fingers like an insane slut, trying to get every last drop into my mouth. I was so hot, I was ready to do anything.
“You wish you were licking another woman right now don’t you Mom… come on tell me… tell me the truth.”
“Yesss… Oh God YES son… Oh God I wish I was licking pussy… spread open, wet pussy… Uhhhmmm yes…”
I brought my left leg up and placed my foot on the dash, barely maintaining control of the vehicle. I slid my hand down between my legs and rubbed my open pussy, sinking my fingers into that wet hole, fucking myself now… here in front of my son. I than took them out and sucked on them.
Click, click, click. I looked over at my son and saw that he was taking pictures of what I was doing. Oh god… how can I do this… how can I be such a slut. I tried stopping but I couldn’t, my pussy so hot… so wet… so delicious. Click, click, click. I continued this almost up to the point of an orgasm.
“Mom, pull in here, pull into this shopping center,” He was pointing to a driveway.
Weaving I negotiated the turn and pulled into a spot screeching the brakes. I slammed the car into park and brought both feet up unto the dashboard spreading myself open. I quickly inserted two fingers into my dripping pussy and started fucking myself feverishly, bringing myself to a quickly approaching orgasm.
“Oh fuck… oh yes… oh my god… Ahhhhh… Ahhhhh…”
“Mom, stop quick, someone’s coming.”
“Oh Jesus no… oh fuck, I’m going to cum…” I screamed.
“Mom you have to… they’re going to see you.”
I felt his hand on my knee, I looked over to see a couple approaching. Oh no… not now. Painfully I brought my legs down and set up, just in time not to be seen. I sat there hot and turned on feeling my dress clinging to me from the sweat on my body as the couple passed us by glancing at us. I brought my fingers up to my mouth and cleaned them off.
“Mom look, there is a shoe store right there, let’s go in there and get those high heels for you,” He jumped out of the car
No, not right now, I’m too turned on… to hot to do this, I needed to come down a bit. He didn’t wait, he started heading towards the store. I got out of the car and followed him, breathing hard, feeling the wetness between my legs. My dress was so opened, barely held together by some buttons. I looked down and saw the edges of my aureoles showing as I walked. I looked around and saw no one, this shopping center was pretty empty.
I felt so naughty… so daring… still riding the high of fucking myself in the car. I reached down and unbuttoned another button making the top of my dress open up more. I looked down and saw my aureoles permanently showing and my nipples coming in and out of view. There… that’s better. I reached down and felt the inside of my tight, running my fingers up, until I touched my pussy. God, I was still so wet! I stopped for a second and scooped some of that delicious fluid on my fingers, bringing them to my mouth and licking… tasting my pussy.
I saw my son walking into the store, so I followed, turned on beyond belief. I walked in ready for anything and saw Tommy looking at me, his mouth open, his eyes wide, no doubt surprised at the state of my dress.
“Hi can I help you?” I heard a female voice.
I gathered my courage and turned around. I was barely able to breathe. What I saw was a young girl, probably about my daughters age or barely over eighteen, standing there looking at us. She wore a simple uniform style dress, buttoned up the front, showing off her nice long legs. Her curly, long, dark hair covered her shoulders, and her naturally tanned skin told me she of Spanish heritage. And her eyes… god those dough looking eyes… dark and shiny were looking at me.
I was embarrassed… I was embarrassed to be looking at this young girl that way… dressed the way I was… feeling so turned on. I felt my face getting warm as no doubt, it turned crimson. She was looking at me, at my breasts, probably seeing my nipples, I wondered what she was thinking.
“Hi… we came in to see if we can find a pair of high heels for my Mom…”
“Your Mom?!” She repeated shocked.
Jesus Tommy… why did you have to say that! I thought with panic racing through my heart. So this is it, now I get caught… now my desires, my secret fantasies will destroy me. Tommy looked unsure at the girl.
After my experience with Suzie in the shoe store, I just couldn’t get her out of my mind. No matter how much I tried forgetting what happened that afternoon, I couldn’t, the memories of me being seduced by that young woman kept coming back so vividly in my mind. The feeling of guilt usually associated those feeling but somehow my mind suppressed them, somehow the feeling of joy… the feeling of closeness with that beautiful girl always made it feel like it was right.
My relationship with Tommy changed as well. I no longer felt like what was happening between us was an accident or that there was a normal explanation for what we did. I was still his Mom and he was my son, but he was stronger now, more in control of what he wanted me to do or when he wanted me. Seemed like my internal turmoil was being pushed aside and replaced with the feeling of submissiveness, almost an eagerness to please him. I thought about different ways to please my son, trying to come up with ways for him to want me more, thinking of him more as a man in my life than my husband was.
It was Saturday evening and Kristy went out with her friends to see a movie. My husband was out with his friends having one of their poker nights which left me and Tommy home alone. Just the thought of being home alone with my son sent shivers up and down my body, a sexual excitement that was building up to the point of release. I knew he would take this opportunity to fuck me or have me suck his big cock like I loved doing. As soon as my husband and Kristy were out of the house I went up, no, almost ran up to my bedroom and took all my clothes off. I stood in front of the mirror admiring my full body for a few seconds thinking of what I should wear for the occasion.
“Not bad for a 36 year old mother of two,” I whispered to myself, admiring my full breasts, flat stomach and curvy hips.
I took out some white stockings and slipped them on my tanned legs, they stopped about mid thigh hugging my legs completely. Something would have to hold them up so I put on a matching lingerie top that had four stocking snaps, two in the front and two in the back which I snapped on to my stockings. The top was white and see-thru with small red dots everywhere and finished on the sides with lace ribbon. The sides arced high over my hips keeping them exposed. The middle was held together with three buttons and it stopped just above my belly button, my smooth pussy and naval were exposed. In the back it arced high over my ass leaving that part exposed as well. I unbuttoned the top button making my breasts nearly fall out, showing the edges of my aureoles.
I looked at myself in the mirror and held my breath… I looked hot… sexy… like one of those incredible models in porn movies. With my heart racing, I put on a pair of white platform high heels that I recently bought to finish my ensemble. I was ready for my son, god I hoped he was ready for me. I ran the edges of my fingers along my pussy lips feeling the moisture that was already there and brought them up to my mouth, licking them, tasting myself.
“Uhhhhmmm…” I moaned.
I got used to doing that now; whenever I felt horny I would touch my wet pussy and taste the wetness. Sometimes I even did it with my husband in the same room, making sure he wasn’t looking. It made me feel… slutty… the woman of my fantasies that I always wanted to be.
With my heart racing, I opened my bedroom door and walked out into the hallway. I walked towards Tommy’s bedroom, swaying my hips… my naked ass. I felt so uninhibited walking through the house, so open, so naked. I opened his door but he wasn’t there. I looked downstairs and saw the light in the office room was on, he must be using the computer.
I walked downstairs careful not to fall, it was hard to walk with those platform shoes on. I reached the room and looked inside. Tommy was sitting by the desk looking at the computer screen, his face turned away from me. It was time to show my son that I wanted him… now. I slipped into the room and around the desk. He heard me and turned his head. I walked up and stood in front of him, looking into his wide eyes. I could tell he was surprised seeing me that way, seeing what I wore and how exposed I was, his eyes running up and down my body absorbing my nakedness… my breasts… my pussy.
“I thought you might like some company,” I whispered, barely able to talk.
He didn’t say anything, for a long moment he just looked at my body. He swallowed hard and readjusted his pants, his cock already hard. I wanted to throw myself at him, I wanted to grab his pants and pull his cock out but something in his gaze stopped me. It was a stern stare that kept me there, standing still.
Slowly, he motioned to me with his finger and I walked up closer to my son.
“Stop.”
I stopped, obedient, waiting for my son to tell me what to do next. Inside I was a mess, my body almost shaking from the anticipation of what would happen next.
“Look at the screen,” He pointed towards the computer.
I looked and gasped in surprise. A picture of me filled the computer screen, completely naked with my ass exposed and my pussy wet. It was one of the pictures he took of me, during one of our encounters. I saw his hand move over the computer mouse and another picture appeared on the screen… me in another position showing my exposed body.
“Oh my god…” I whispered.
He started clicking the mouse and more pictures appeared… more pictures of me. I was trembling, watching myself, not believing I could be so nasty… so exposed… so hot. I never saw the pictures he took of me, I always thought he erased them like I asked him to, up until now. Standing there, half-naked and trembling I couldn’t look away, as if hypnotized by the woman I saw on the screen… a women that showed everything.
I felt his hand on my ass and shuddered from the touch. I was hot, turned on from what I was seeing and very wet. I could feel my wetness running down the inside of my thighs. Without thought, I leaned forward putting my hands on the desk and pushing my ass out towards my son, never taking my eyes off the screen. Another picture appeared; me spread on top of his motorcycle, my face full of surprise and panic. Even then, when it happened by accident I was turned on, I could see my wet pussy in the picture as if it was meant to be.
Tommy’s hand moved towards my pussy and he easily slid a finger in me.
“Ohhhh, Tommy…”
He still didn’t say anything. He slowly moved his finger in and out as I spread my legs giving him better access. More pictures appeared; me at the park, me in front of the fireplace. I couldn’t breathe… they were so explicit… so sexy. For some reason I leaned further forward, my face almost touching the screen and spread my legs wider, sticking my ass out. I gave him access to everything. I felt his fingers working my pussy and than I felt a finger at my asshole, wet, slimy.
“Ohhhh… oh my god…” I moaned.
I heard him breathe hard as he slid the finger in my ass. I’ve had his finger in my ass before but this time I was so exposed, my ass was turned towards my son with both of my legs spread wide apart and he could see everything he was doing. I was so apprehensive in the past of showing my son that side of me but right than… that very moment I couldn’t stop myself. I couldn’t stand it, it felt so good, I started feeling a climax approaching.
“Oh Mom… do you ever… do you ever fuck yourself in the ass like this?”
Oh no, I couldn’t tell him, no… I wouldn’t. His finger was merciless, working in and out. He started kissing my ass cheek while doing it.
“You didn’t answer my question.”
More pictures appeared on the screen. Me and Suzie, I was licking her pussy… her sweet pussy.
“Come on Mom… I’d love to see you do that to yourself… oh god, look at your ass.”
My face blushed, somehow I was embarrassed by what he was saying… by what my son was doing to me, but yet I couldn’t bring myself to stop this. I was turned on, hot beyond belief and almost ready to cum. He stopped working his finger in and out of my asshole, he was still in me but he stopped moving it as if to punish me for not answering.
“Oh please baby… please…” I begged.
Nothing, no movement. I started to push back with my ass against his finger but he wouldn’t hold it still. Frustrated, I reached back and grabbed his hand to hold it still. I wanted to fuck myself with it. I was forcing it in and out but it wasn’t enough. Feeling the ring of my ass I slid my own finger in beside my son’s stretching my ass. Ohhhh that felt so good.
“Oh god Mom… you do fuck yourself there!” He exclaimed.
No matter how much I wanted to deny my son that knowledge, I couldn’t, this was too hot… too erotic. Lost in this moment I fucked myself in front of my son. Soon I felt his finger move as well, in unison with mine. I moaned and soon felt my climax starting to peek. Putting my head on the desk, I jammed my finger in all the way screaming in ecstasy.
“Ohhh yes… oh my god yes… Ahhhhhh…”
I never thought that finger fucking my ass could bring me to such a powerful climax. Maybe it was the thought of the whole act being so nasty and the fact that I was doing it in front of my son, I don’t know. When it was finally over, I looked back at Tommy and slowly withdrew my finger. He was staring at me, at my ass with wide eyes, licking his lips.
“Uhhmmm… that was good, why don’t you stick something else in there?” I surprised myself by saying that.
Did I want my own son to fuck me in the ass? Why did I sound so slutty as if I did that many times? The truth was that I never had a man’s cock in my ass before and I wasn’t sure how it would feel. I couldn’t tell my son that, not after saying what I said, instead I moaned with excitement giving him an inviting look, keeping my ass towards him, ready for his cock… ready to be fucked senseless.
I looked down to see that he had his cock out and was stroking it while looking down at my ass. One look at his big cock and I knew I wanted him, I wanted him to fuck me, I wanted to take his cock in my ass. A shiver of fear ran through me though, the fear that it would hurt.
“Oh my… you’re so big and ready, are you going to… stick this thing in me? Oh god we have to use some lube, otherwise I’m afraid it will hurt too much… oh baby I want your cock so bad,” I said… no, I moaned.
He fumbled in the nearby drawer and to my surprise held up a tube of lubricant. Jesus, this was really going to happen! I never had anal sex before and my son was about to take my virginity.
“Just stay like that, don’t move,” His voice was trembling.
I arched my back and stuck my ass out waiting for my son’s thick cock to start pushing inside. I felt the cold lube as he applied a generous amount to my already loosened hole running what felt like a finger in a couple of times. I tensed when I felt his cock pressing against the ring of my ass.
“Oh god son, do it slowly… just do it slow… oh my god.”
He applied more pressure and I felt my asshole open to the point it had never been before. Grabbing on to the desk with both hands I moaned in pain as much as pleasure, feeling his big shaft inching its way inside of me.
“Ahhhh… oh Jesus… Uhhmmm!!!” I yelled, feeling the pain, his shaft stretching me.
“Mom, are you OK?” His voice was full of concern for me.
He stopped advancing but stayed inside. My ass was on fire, tingling but the pain was not that great. Surprised that it didn’t actually hurt that much I enjoyed the feeling of being spread open in that manner, my natural instinct tightening my sphincter muscle around my son’s thick cock. The feeling of being forced open like that and the feeling of his pulsating meat inside, drove me insane. I took a few seconds to rest, to adjust to his size and than looked back at him. Reaching back I grabbed onto the hand he placed on my hip and smiled a weak smile.
“Oh god son… oh god don’t move… let me…” I mumbled looking at him.
His eyes were big and full of anticipation; he was excited just as much as I was. I brought his hand up to my face making him lean over me slightly and took his index finger putting it into my mouth. I sucked on it as if I were giving his finger a blow job and pushed back against his cock buried in my ass. A couple more inches slid in. I did not feel as much pain as I did when he entered my ass so I pushed back more.
“Ohhhhh shit… Ohhhh…” Now he was moaning.
I pushed back more and felt his thighs pressing against my ass cheeks, he was all the way inside my ass, his thick meat hard and throbbing. It felt so good to have a big cock all the way inside. I never thought it would be so erotic… so hot. Having his cock in a place no one had ever been before made me feel like I was totally surrendering to him, like I wasn’t his Mom at the time but rather his slut… oh god… my son’s slut.
I moaned and started slowly pushing back and forth, fucking myself… fucking my ass. I had dreamed of this moment so many times that now, when it was finally happening it seemed like a dream. I did not feel pain anymore, a thousand little nerve endings were starting to take over, starting to send pleasure throughout my body in a way I never imagined.
“Uuhhhmmm… oh my god… ahhhhh… I like it… oh my… this feels soooo good…” I said as if surprised at the fact.
Tommy took his finger out of my mouth and grabbed onto my shoulders with both of his hands.
“Oh god Mom… your ass… your ass feels so… tight,” He said amazed.
He in turn held me still and fucked my ass, slowly with full long strokes looking down at the point where his cock was disappearing inside my body. I thought about it for a minute, imagining what it looked like. “Oh not fair” I thought to myself, I wanted to see that too.
“Ohhh… oh fuck me… god I wish someone was filming this… I wish I could see this…”
I was quickly approaching another orgasm from the steady ass fucking I was receiving from my son. I looked at the screen and saw Susie eating my pussy, my face contorted in pleasure. Suddenly I saw a flash of light and looking back discovered that my son had his camera in his hand and was taking pictures. I shook my head in disbelief, I should have known, he always had the camera somewhere nearby.
I twisted my head around, put on the smuttiest look I could find and posed.
“So is this how you want your Mother to pose… with… with your big cock in her ass?” I nearly moaned.
It was so thrilling to say those words, to get into the role of a slut and to feel my son’s cock in my ass, stretching my hole like it had never been stretched before. He looked at me with his open mouth amazed at my words. Snap, another picture taken. He moved slowly but steadily, fucking my ass mercilessly, making me moan with each of his strokes.
“Ahhhh…”
My ass was so wet.
“Ahhhh…”
It felt as if a steel rod was driven into me.
“Ohhhh…”
My mind was reeling with pleasure.
“Ahhhh…”
I couldn’t stand it anymore; I needed to be in control… I needed to fuck him with my ass.
“Oh Tommy, sit back… sit in the chair,” I said looking back at him.
He slid his cock out of my ass. Just as his cock left my ass he took another picture, I swallowed hard not knowing what that would look like, my ass felt so open at that moment. He sat down looking up at me expectantly. Facing away from him I stood between his legs and lowered my ass on top of his cock. Pain… just for a moment… a moment it took for my son’s cock to enter my ass again, than pleasure… the wonderful, full feeling.
“Oh my god… Ahhhhhh…”
I sat fully impaled on his long, thick cock. I never had anything so deep in my ass before and I loved what was happening to me. I placed my hands on the armrests of the chair and lifted my legs spreading them wide. I placed my feet on the edges of the desk and slowly lifted up. The feeling of his long, thick, heavily veined shaft coming out of my ass nearly made me cum right then. Right before the head of it slipped out, I sank back down impaling myself on my son’s cock again. I moved up and down on his cock, slowly increasing the speed. My arms begun to hurt but I did not stop. I heard moaning in the distance… was it me? I didn’t know, didn’t care. All I could think of was my son’s cock in my ass… stretching it… me fucking him faster and faster.
“Mom, I… I’m going to cum… Jesus I’m going to cum…” He was moaning.
I felt his hands reach around and cup my tits. More moaning, it was me, I knew it now. He pinched my nipples and pulled on them hard. It was enough… I was going over the edge and so was my son. Tilting my head back I screamed in ecstasy, pleasure spreading through my whole body and especially my ass. Just than I felt his cock swell up and shoot his seed deep inside. I leaned back against him barely able to hang on feeling the opening of my ass touching his balls. The moment was nothing I ever felt before, pleasure beyond belief that I wanted to last forever. With my ass stretched beyond it’s boundaries I rode the waves of my orgasm, moaning what seemed like long minutes.
After a long moment I opened my eyes able to breathe again. He was still rubbing my breasts, softly now, with tenderness. Trembling, I moved to the side slightly and bringing my arm around his head hugged him, kissing his lips. He was sweating and so was I. We kissed passionately, his cock still hard and deep inside my ass.
“Mom, my god I never thought this would feel so good,” He whispered.
Looking into my son’s eyes, I had to agree.
“I’ve never… never done anything like… like this,” I was stuttering, still coming down from the best climax of my life.
“Oh god baby, I love you so much.” I whispered to my son.
“I love you too Mom.”
We kissed with passion, our tongues playing a duel in our mouths. For some reason I didn’t want this to end, I didn’t want my son’s cock to come out of me, I begun to realize how good it felt to have my ass stretched open like that, especially with his cock.
“Mom, let me take a couple more pictures… please,” He asked, excitement sparkling in his eyes.
My son was always a photographer. I felt a slight reluctance, I was so bare and having my body photographed with my asshole in the shape that it was would be so invading, so… taboo.
“Oh god son… maybe… maybe we shouldn’t,” I said unsure, kissing him on the lips again.
His tongue darted out and I sucked on it, enjoying the feeling. Just than I felt his cock stir inside my ass, he was still hard.
“Uhhhmmm…” I moaned in disbelief into his mouth.
He reached between my open legs and touched my pussy, his fingers running up and down the length of my lips spreading them open. My legs automatically spread further apart with my feet still up on the edges of the desk in front of us.
“Uhhh Mom you are so wet right now,” He whispered into my ear.
I held on to his neck, my head hung low pressed against his, watching his hand as he moved his fingers all around sticking them into my wet pussy a few times. I was so at ease with my son at that moment allowing him to do anything he wanted to me. He withdrew his fingers and brought them up to look. They were dripping with my wetness, the thick clear juice hanging off of them.
“Look at that Mom… you’re dripping. Would you like to taste that?”
The question surprised me, of course I wanted to taste that. A small thought flashed across my mind, “this is my son…”, but I suppressed it to the back of my mind.
“OH Yes… please give it to me.”
I opened my mouth waiting for his wonderful, juicy fingers. He was watching me as he brought his fingers close, allowing a string of juice to drop onto my extended tongue. Oh god the taste… why did I like it so much? I immediately brought my tongue in and swallowed. I closed my eyes and a slutty moan came out from deep inside of me.
“God I have to have more… please…”
Again I felt his cock stir inside my ass and I realized my son enjoyed what I said. I smiled and opened my mouth taking his wet fingers in, sucking and licking my juices off of them. His hard cock throbbed inside of me and my ass clinched down on top of it, I was contracting and relaxing my anal muscles while licking Tommy’s fingers. I heard him moan. Neither one of us was moving and somehow it felt as if we were fucking each other.
I felt his hand come around and grab one of my breasts pinching the nipple hard, the other went down to my hot, dripping pussy. He stuck his fingers into my hole in turn making me moan. He was finger fucking me now with what felt like two or three fingers.
“OH god son… oh my god… uuuhhhmmm…” I moaned closing my eyes.
“Mom, I can feel my cock… I can feel my cock inside of you,” He whispered with surprise and a bit of shock.
I heard him as if from a far. Having both of my holes full at the same time was a new experience to me, and what an experience! Is that what it felt like to have two cocks inside at the same time? Being open and full like that was electrifying my body, sending pleasure through my foggy brain that I didn’t want to end. Again I heard myself moan!
“More… oh god more… fuck me son, fuck me!” I screamed.
I was insatiable, lifting myself up again I started fucking him with my ass as he was fucking my pussy with his fingers. My asshole felt so stretched and loose lubricated by my juices dripping out of my pussy, allowing his big cock to slide inside my ass with ease. I ached but lifted myself up to the very top and sinking back down buried his meat completely in my ass touching the base of his cock with my anal ring. I was sweating, working that big meat in and out… in and out the whole time receiving fingers in my pussy.
“Oh my god… oh my god I’m going to cum… oh yes, fuck me… fuck me…” I didn’t know what I was saying, I was in another world, a world of pleasure.
Again the climax came down crashing upon me like an avalanche of hot coals. My body and my nerve endings were on fire, every muscle contracting and relaxing, contracting and relaxing my whole being lost in pleasure. I screamed…
I heard my son moan and felt his cum shoot into my ass again and again. I stopped moving and hung on, I had no strength left, my body still going through the orgasm. I instinctively turned my head and he kissed me pinching my nipple and fucking me with his fingers, he wasn’t done yet, his cock throbbing inside my ass! I hung on, opened, spent and letting him use me. I was his to do with as he pleased.
Finally he was done, he stopped fucking me with his fingers and released my nipple which throbbed in pain and pleasure. We continued to kiss, close, holding each other… together, Mother and Son…
I looked into his eyes and saw nothing but love… love for me. At that moment I knew I was his, I knew I could trust him completely with what ever he wanted to do. Any boundaries that previously existed were shattered by what we just did.
“Mom, I love you so much,” He whispered into my opened mouth.
My shoulders shuddered and tears ran down my cheeks. I never thought I could find such love and pleasure.
“I love you too baby… god I love you too.”
He looked at me concerned but I just smiled in return. He realized that they were tears of joy. We kissed again for a long moment.
“Mom, can I still take your pictures, right now?” He asked pulling away.
“Sure baby, anything you want,” I smiled at him noticing his eyes lighting up with excitement.
I looked down where his cock was buried.
“But I think I should get off of you first.”
“No, just put your legs down and we’ll stand up together, than lean forward against the desk. I want to take my first pictures when I’m still inside of you,” he directed.
I smiled and brought my feet down doing what he directed. I was now standing with my legs apart, leaned over the desk with my big breasts smashed against the cold surface. I felt his cock twitch as the flash of the camera went off. God his cock was so hungry! I knew that if he wanted to fuck my ass again I would have let him, thankfully he had other plans.
“Now completely relax and don’t clinch your muscles shut.”
A shiver of excitement and uncertainty ran through me. He wanted me to gape, he wanted my asshole to gape open as he took his big cock out! I knew I would, god from the pounding I just received I knew I would gape! Did he want to take my pictures like that? I felt him sliding out and I looked back towards him just as his cock came out and the flash of the camera went off. I wanted to ask him not sure if we should do this but it was too late. One after another my son took my pictures!
“Oh god Mom, you should see this!” he exclaimed.
I shut my eyes and buried my face in my hands. I was gaping, I could feel it, unable to do anything about it. I was still unsure about taking pictures of me in this manner… it was so exposed and so dirty… me, his mom!
“Now stand up straight, slowly and spread your legs wider.”
I did happy to comply hoping my asshole would go back to normal. Looking back I saw that he was now laying on the floor behind me taking pictures of my ass from below. I felt something drip out of my ass… oh my god his cum! I clenched my ass shut but it just opened up again and more cum dripped out. I looked back at him alarmed and saw nothing but bright flashes. He was photographing his cum running out of my ass!
“Tommy, maybe we should stop,” I asked unsure.
Just than we both heard noises at the front door. I froze with stomach in my throat. Someone was coming inside! I bolted for the door, barely able to walk in those high heels, cum dripping out of my ass and ran up the stairs. I got inside my room and listened. I heard my husband’s voice but couldn’t make out what he was saying. I didn’t know if I should cover myself or maybe lock myself in the bathroom, I just stood there in horror!
Few moments passed by and he walked into our bedroom. Caught! This was it! How could I get out of this? My mind raced to cover this up.
“Finally… you’re home, I was waiting for you.”
I put on my best… sexiest face and did the only thing that popped into my mind, I pretended I was waiting for him to have sex. He stood there looking at my barely covered body and than shut the door behind him really quick.
“Jesus Kate, Tommy’s right down stairs!” he almost shouted.
One thing’s for sure, his eyes did not leave my exposed body, I still had a chance to cover this up.
“Come on John, I want you so bad and it’s been so long since we did it.”
I walked up close to him swaying my hips from side to side, tightening my ass so nothing would come out. I reached up and bringing his face close kissed him. I heard a low moan and felt his hand come around grabbing my waist. It was so easy to have him want me, after all, he was just a man.
We kissed for a moment and than I started to unbutton his shirt, taking his clothes off. My heart was beginning to beat normally and everything seemed like it would work.
“My god you’re sweaty, what were you doing?”
“Oh Jesus John, you were gone so long, I needed you… I just couldn’t wait…”
I kissed his chest working my way down, I had to make this believable! I heard him gasp realizing what I meant. I reached his pants and quickly unbuttoned them, they dropped to the ground. I pulled his underwear down to his knees and his semi hard cock bobbed up and down in front of me. I grabbed it and looking up at him put it in my mouth. I saw his wide eyes staring at me and then he relaxed, exhaling, closing his eyes and leaning his head back. Success! I did it! I just had to suck him really good.
I worked his cock as I learned how on Tommy, long, full strokes taking it down my throat. John was gasping, clearly enjoying the way I was sucking his cock which by now was completely hard. Unconsciously I realized he wasn’t as big as our son, the thought furthermore enforcing my desire for Tommy.
Slowly, my sexual desire was coming back. I started feeling hot and my pussy was getting wet. The thought of having my son and my husband in such a short period of time made me feel like I was a slut… the slut of my dreams that often brought me such pleasure. I buried my husband’s cock inside my throat and let it convulse around it.
“Oh my god Kate, I have to fuck you,” he whispered hoarsely pulling his cock out of my mouth.
“No, I want to fuck you,” I said quickly not wanting him to look at my pussy closely.
“What?” he mumbled not understanding?
“Here lay down on the bed,” I pushed him in that direction.
He stumbled and fell back onto the bed. I immediately straddled him poised above his hard cock and lowered myself down. I was shivering from the excitement of taking control over my husband. I pushed his cock inside of me and started riding him, up and down. My body was warm and my pussy was so wet! I grabbed his hands and bringing them together pinned them down above his head.
“Do you like me fucking you John?” I asked surprised at myself that I didn’t call him babe or honey.
“Kate, what has gotten into you?” he mumbled looking up at me.
“Shhhh… just answer the question,” I brought one of my hands up to his cheeks and squeezed them.
All the while I was riding him in a slow, steady rhythm, fucking myself on his cock. I saw his eyes widen, but I also saw a glimpse of submissiveness in them… a glimpse of pleasure.
“Yes,” after a moment he answered in a low voice.
His eyes rolled back in pleasure. He was definitely enjoying what I was doing to him.
“Good, than don’t say a word and do not cum until I tell you to.”
I couldn’t believe myself, I couldn’t believe how hot I was getting, taking control of my husband like that. Before this our sex was limited to quick sessions where he got off and I hardly ever did.
“Uhhhhmmm… fuck yes… I love that cock!”
I felt my husband’s cock stir inside of me. Yes, he definitely liked me being that way.
“Here, take my tits in your hands and squeeze them,” I was directing him now, telling him what to do.
He grabbed onto my tits with his shaking hands.
“Now squeeze my nipples.”
He did, rolling them between his fingers.
“Harder… harder John, pull on them!” I almost screamed.
I was fucking myself faster and faster, my climax quickly approaching. He moaned and I knew he was close.
“Oh yes, I’m going to cum… fuck yes… ahhhhh…” I screamed.
I felt his cock explode inside if me as I had my third climax of the night. I continued riding his cock until there was nothing left coming out of it. I slung my head low letting my hair fall around my face and enjoyed the feeling of wetness inside my pussy.
Opening my eyes I looked at my husband. He was staring up at me, sweaty, looking at me as if I was a different person. Well in the way I was, the sex that I had with my son changed me, opened my mind up to so many different possibilities. From the look on his face he truly enjoyed our sex together.
“Jesus Kate… this was the best… the best…”
“Best fucking I ever gave you?” I interrupted him.
His breath came in gasps again. Control, he liked being controlled.
“Yes…” he whispered.
I smiled at him, an evil smile.
“Well I’m not done yet.”
Pulling myself up, letting his cock slide out of me I leaned forward and kissed him on the lips, than his neck all the while going lower and lower. When I got to his slimy cock he was breathing very hard.
“Oh my god Kate! You’re not going to… ahhhhhh…”
I took his wet cock fully into my mouth with one smooth stroke sucking and licking the wetness off of it. I couldn’t believe how much wetness there was! I was almost drinking what I managed to scoop up into my mouth! Just doing this made me feel hot! I was such a slut…
A slow thought came to me as I licked my husbands cock and balls, a thought that was reinforced by a tangy scent and taste. Was Tommy’s cum on my husbands’ cock? How?…
Just at that moment I realized that my son’s cum that I had inside my ass must have leaked out when I fucked my husband! I was licking it! Oh my god, I was licking the cum that came out of my ass! It didn’t repulse me, it just shocked me! I heard women did that but it was all for show, in front of the camera but here I was… my god, here I was doing it for real! Confused at the whole predicament I continued to suck my husband’s cock, it was almost cleaned off anyway. When I was all done I slithered back up to his head, he was looking at me, looking at my wet lips.
I smiled. Did he perhaps want to taste some of that? An evil thought, but how erotic! I was still mad at him from the time I caught him jerking off to the internet porn. It will serve him well to taste his own son’s cum!
I got on top of him again pinning his hands but to the sides this time. He was looking up at me, eyes wide, his heavy breathing returned again. I could feel some of the sticky cum mixture still in my mouth and moving my tongue around inside I produced a generous amount. Bending down over him I pressed my lips to his feeling his mouth open. I stuck my tongue into his mouth and let all that cum mixture drain into his mouth. I was looking into his eyes and he was looking into mine, not a word was spoken between us but both of us knew who was in charge here.
I sat back up looking down at him and saw his throat move up and down, he swallowed! At that moment his eyes rolled back in pleasure and I heard a low moan come out of him. He liked the taste of it! He liked drinking it! That realization came as another shock to me. I was supposed to get back at him but here he was enjoying himself! There was something about this, something erotic that was making me… hot.
Keeping his hands to the sides I inched my way up, my knees pinning his hands to the sides. I couldn’t believe this was happening, that this could still turn me on! My pussy was right over his face now and I was looking down at him now, breathing heavy.
“Do you want some more?” I asked with my wet pussy inches over his mouth.
“Kate… I…”
“Do you want some more?” I asked again with a stern voice.
He just looked up at me for a few moments.
“Yes…” came a low answer.
It was enough for me. I lowered my pussy onto his face feeling my lips touch his chin, just than his tongue darted out and raked across the opening of my pussy. Pleasure! Nothing but pleasure, a warm, wet feeling of his moth and tongue on my pussy. My clit being so sensitive responded to his tender tongue with eagerness. I moved my hips back and forth making sure he got the whole thing and wondered how long it would take for the cum he shot inside of me to drain into his mouth.
I leaned forward supporting myself on my hands and looked at his face under me. It was a mess. His whole face was glistening in the light, wet from his cum and my juices draining into his mouth. His eyes were closed as he extended his tongue, my god he could extend his tongue far! Aligning my hole with that big tongue I lowered myself down on his face until I smothered it. I could feel his tongue deep inside of me, it was like… like a cock driving into me!
“Oh yes John, get it all… get it all, fuck me with that tongue of yours!” I moaned while looking down at him.
I didn’t understand why the room was so hot, my body starting to perspire. I was slowly moving my body up and down on top of my husband’s face with his tongue inside my hole watching him as the cum dripped into his open mouth. God I loved that feeling, the feeling of dominating him, of making him do something that nasty.
“Oh god… oh god, I’m going to cum, fuck I’m going to cum. Open your mouth wide John, I want you to taste it, I want you to drink my cum as I squirt right into your mouth… fuck yes… aaahhhhh…”
This was it, I came again, sitting on top of his face and convulsing my pussy on his mouth. Forth time, my god forth time in such a short period of time. My pussy was tingling with pleasure as the word “Slut” raced through my mind.
I finally collapsed on the bed in front of him, I couldn’t take anymore. My head was buried in the pillow, my body was drained and I couldn’t move. I felt my husband crawl from underneath me and I felt him standing there looking down at me. What was he looking at? Was it my pussy that he just ate? Or was it… my asshole? Remembering what I did earlier I slowly turned over covering myself with the sheets. I saw him looking down at me, his chest heaving.
“My god you’re beautiful Kate,” he whispered.
I smiled at him realizing that I still loved him. No matter what I did with our son, he was my husband, the man I fell in love with. I loved both of them actually, equally as much and in the same way now. I felt so lucky, so lucky to have two men that loved me and… fucked me so well. He saw me smiling at him and he crawled into bed beside me. I immediately snuggled up to him whispering “I love you”. I fell asleep.
The next day I woke up hungry and immediately made my way down to the kitchen. The house was quite with everyone still asleep. Making a quick byte to eat I thought about last night, how having anal sex with my son made me feel. I surrendered to him in an absolute way, a way I have never given into anyone! I smiled. The sexual feeling was incredible, just than I longed for his hard cock sliding in and out of my ass…
“Hi Mom.”
I almost jumped. Startled I looked at my daughter standing in the doorway and gasped. Kristy was wearing a short spaghetti strap blouse that stopped an inch or two below her breasts and a pair of boy shorts that were so tight, I could see every outline of her sex. The tight shorts were white and almost see-thru.
“Hi Kristy,” I said and sat down at the table drinking my coffee.
The truth was my knees were suddenly weak, an effect I thought my daughter had on me dressed the way she was. She went up to the refrigerator and opening it bent over to retrieve the milk form the bottom shelf. I was directly behind her and holding my breath looked right between her legs. My mouth immediately watered and I had to swallow hard. The gusset of the tight shorts was wedged deep in my daughter’s pussy and her outer lips were showing.
Oh god I had to look away! This was my daughter! What was wrong with me? No matter how hard I tried, my eyes stayed glued to her young sex until she straightened up pouring herself a glass of milk. I sat there trembling. Seeing Kristy that way brought on images of Suzie flashing in my mind… so vivid… so sexy!
I jumped every time the phone rang. I couldn’t get the fact that Frank has taken my pictures out of my mind! I kept going back to that moment when he told me he would call me when he figured everything out with fear. What did he mean by that? Wasn’t the fact that I let him take me enough for that kid? And the fact that he was just a kid, eighteen year old kid, was making the whole matter worse!
I haven’t told Tommy, I couldn’t. I didn’t know what he would say, what he would think, I would just have to figure something out on my own. I realized now how dangerous it was to bring someone totally unknown to me into my little “Slut” world. How could I have done that? How could I have been so weak?
Playing a slut for my son was unique; I would not give that up for anything in the world. Anytime I thought of him my pussy got wet and my mouth watery, knowing how good his cock tasted. But letting someone I didn’t trust take me? How could I have?
It was one of those warm Saturday nights in the valley where most people stayed inside enjoying a nice, air conditioned house or an occasional dip in the pool. The air was still and muggy, a little unusual for this part of the world where it was mostly dry. My husband and I were watching television, a program called “Survivor” when the phone rang. I immediately tensed up thinking that it could be THE phone call. My husband got up and answered it. Soon he got pretty irritated and handed the phone off to me.
“Kate, it’s your son, and he’s drunk wanting a ride. I ‘m not going to go out there to get him… for Christ sake it’s ten o’clock… you can if you want to, but I’m going to bed.”
I took the phone from him as he walked away.
“Hallo, Tommy where are you?”
“Mom, listen I’m at Jason’s house and I a… had too much to drink to drive home… could you come get me?”
“Tommy can one of your friends give you a ride home?” I could hear music in the background and some laughter, sounded like girls.
“Mom, they’re all drunk… please… can you come get me?”
“Ok, you’re right, don’t let them drive you, what about Jeannine, is she there?”
“Mom, Jeannine’s gone and her husband isn’t here either, it’s just us.”
“Ok honey, I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”
I got up ready to go, but noticed that I was wearing a night shirt. God, I have to change, I can’t go like that. I went upstairs and saw that my husband was already in bed. He was in such a bad mood, I didn’t want to turn the lights on or wake him.
My daughter Kristy was spending the night at a friend’s house and I’m sure she had some clothes I could wear. I know she wouldn’t mind. I walked into her room and looked in the closet.
My god, all I could see were skimpy shirts or blouses and mini skirts. I found couple of jeans but after trying them on found out they wouldn’t fit. Oh god, maybe I should go into my closet and get some clothes? That would wake my husband up, I really didn’t want to hear him bitch.
I picked up a skirt and tried it on. It was one of those stretch minis that covered my ass and hips but that’s it. The mini was hugging my every curve. I took my nightshirt off and tried one of her shirts. It was low cut with only two buttons in the front. I put the ensemble on and looked at myself in the mirror.
Oh my god… Jesus, that showed off a lot of skin. My big tits were barely contained in the shirt, and of course, I had no bra on so it showed off a big part of my tits. The buttons looked like they were about to burst, and the shirt did not cover my stomach.
Looking at myself in the mirror I started feeling sexy. I ran my hands up the side of my hips and over my stomach. I bent over and looked at my tits hanging down and the cleavage… Oh Jesus, that looked so hot.
I turned around and looked at my ass… my round full ass. I bent over a little spreading my legs and noticed how easy my skirt rode up exposing my ass. I still had no panties on and I saw my moist pussy in the mirror. I grabbed a pair of black heels and slipped them on. Looking again I held my breath, I looked gorgeous… sexy… almost slutty.
I realized I was loosing track of time and looked at the watch. Fifteen minutes has gone by. Alarmed I pulled the skirt down and headed for the door. All I could think of was getting my son before any of those drunken teenagers could give him a ride home.
I drove in a hurry, trying to be careful, since I already had some wine tonight. I got to Jason’s house, got out of the car, pulled the skirt down as best as I could and walked up to the door. I could hear the music blasting inside.
I rang the door bell and soon Jason, answered the door. He showed me inside with a big smile on his face, constantly looking me up and down. He was wet, dripping with water and wearing only a pair of shorts.
“Well hi Kate, come on in, you want a beer?”
“Hi Jason, no I’ll pass on the beer, I came to get Tommy, is he here?”
“Yeah, we’re all sitting around in the hot tub, come on in.”
He handed me a beer even though I said no. I hesitated a moment, and took it out of his hand, oh well, why not, this was a party after all. I noticed that Jason was looking at me with his eyes wandering down to my cleavage, no doubt seeing more of my tits than he ever had before.
“By the way, that was a great photo shoot you did the other day, have you seen the pictures yet?”
“No I haven’t, are you sure I looked OK?” I was more curious of what I showed than anything.
“You mean Tommy didn’t show you the pictures yet? What a bum! Well would you like to go upstairs to my room? I’ll show them to you.”
His constant gaze running over my body told me that I shouldn’t although the thought of being alone with him in his room made me shiver with excitement and wonder of what could happen.
“No… it’s late, maybe some other time, I just need to get Tommy.”
He was obviously intoxicated; he continued staring at my tits and than my hips. I smiled and looked around… god, I could be his Mother but I could still make him drool.
I followed him out into the back yard and onto the patio by the pool where the hot tub was. I saw my son and two girls with another boy sitting inside. I recognized one of them as Gina, Jason’s sister, the other girl I didn’t know. The boy was Steve one of my son’s friends from school.
“Hey Mom, thanks for coming to get me,” Tommy said with a smile.
Everyone was looking at me with hungry eyes, even the girls; both stared at my full, enticing figure. I came up to the tub, and Jason quickly dropped into the water. I sat down on the lawn chair, making sure to keep my legs together, remembering that I didn’t wear any panties.
They were carrying on a conversation but every one of them, from time to time would look over at me. God, I could tell the boys were trying to get a peek between my legs but the girls? Maybe they were just intimidated.
“Kate… you can come in here with us, the water is great,” Gina said after a while.
I was a little surprised at her comment since I had no bathing suite on.
“Oh sweetie thanks but I don’t have a bathing suite on.”
“Well you could easily fit into one of my Mom’s… she’s gone and I’m sure she wouldn’t mind.”
Everyone agreed especially the boys probably imagining me in a tiny bikini. I looked over at Tommy and saw that he was looking at me with anticipation in his eyes. I could tell that the idea exited him and I have to admit, it exited me as well.
“Well maybe just for a little bit, that water does look good right now,” I answered smiling at Gina.
She got out of the pool grabbing a towel and spreading her hands to the sides draped it over her shoulders. She was perfectly built with long dark hair, young, full breasts and hard nipples that poked through the fabric of her bikini. Her flat stomach bare down to her naval and hips that showed perfect shape wrapped in a tiny patch of fabric between her legs. I could tell she shaved down there because the fabric was barely big enough to cover her sex with tiny little strings that ran high over her hips. I looked back into her eyes and saw curiosity and tiny little smile that touched her lips.
“Come on, I’ll help you change.”
Noticing the other girl directly in front of me I spread my legs a tiny bit and got up probably showing her a bit of what I had under my skirt. I saw the girls green eyes widen and her cheeks turn red but she didn’t look away, she followed me with her eyes as I walked behind Gina. I felt so naughty with everyone’s eyes on my ass as I walked away which sent waves of excitement up and down my spine.
Gina led me to the upstairs bedroom with a big bed and dressers and throwing the towel on the bed pointed towards it.
“You mind as well get comfortable; I have to find my Mom’s bikini.”
I sat down on the bed and watched her as she fumbled through the drawers. She had her back towards me as I watched her shapely behind totally exposed with the string bikini deep between her ass cheeks. I was surprised how much she turned me on, I mean I was only with one woman before this and I remembered the whole experience so clearly but I always treated it as experimenting, something that I would only do once just to see what it’s like.
She turned her head and saw me watch her, she smiled, turned her head back and reached for the bottom drawer without bending her knees. I gasped at the site of her ass and the tiny string that ran across her asshole. It barely covered it; I could see the darker skin around it. The gusset of her panties started barely at where her pussy was, tiny patch that covered her young sex but did not stop her pussy lips from making an outline.
My own sex was on fire as I stared at the young girl, thoughts of eating her flooding my mind, of spreading those luscious lips and driving my tongue deep inside her. I could barely contain myself from not running up there and grabbing her.
“Aha, I think I found it.”
She straightened up holding a white bikini in her hands. She slowly walked up to me and holding it out looked into my eyes.
“Well, I think you should take your clothes off.”
My mouth went dry, I forgot that I had to do this to get into that bikini. I must have looked a little uncertain because she smiled again as if she was the parent and I was a confused little girl.
“How else are you going to put this on?” She asked.
God I was acting so stupid, I was as old as her mother and I let myself be treated as a little girl! I stood up and took the bikini from her hands. I reached for my skirt and paused.
“Aren’t you going to turn around?” I asked hesitantly.
“Why, it’s just us girls here.”
Again I saw laughter in those blue eyes as she waited for me to lift my skirt up. Oh god I had no panties on and she was going to see that. But so what, so many women nowadays did not wear any. I was willing to bet that she normally did not wear any either.
I lifted my skirt to bunch it up around my waist and slid it down my legs. Now I heard a small gasp from Gina as she watched me do that and saw my cleanly shaven pussy. I than unbuttoned my shirt and still facing the young girl, took it off. I was completely naked in front of her except for my high heels.
When I looked at Gina I saw her staring at my firm, big breasts, running her eyes down my stomach and over my pussy. I trembled, it felt like she was actually touching me with those eyes, sending pleasure down to my pussy making me so wet. I was flushed and barely maintained my composure. I reached for the bikini and slipped the bottom on, it felt really tight and like Gina’s, only covered my sex. I quickly put the top on and looked at myself in the mirror.
“Oh my god, I can’t go down there like that,” I exclaimed.
I remembered that Gina’s mom was smaller than me and not as curvy. All my body parts were showing except for my pussy, which was barely covered and my nipples and the small area around them. Wearing the high heels made my legs look so long… so sexy, my hips exposed and even the small creases where the insides of my thighs were and where my labia begun were showing; the bikini only covered my pussy lips.
My big breasts were visible all the way around only the nipples with my areolas were covered and a small amount of skin around them. I turned around and saw that my ass was bare, the bikini string buried between my ass cheeks.
“Oh you’ll be just fine, you’re beautiful and you’re going to knock all of them out downstairs,” Gina was absorbing my reflection in the mirror.
She moved directly behind me and slightly to the side. She reached out and grabbing the strings holding my bikini bottom pulled them high over my hips just like she wore hers. I felt the bikini bottom dig into my pussy and a slight moan escaped my lips. I looked down and saw that one of my pussy lips was exposed and drooping down from around the fabric. My eyes widened and I held my breath. Oh god, I was an image of sex… so exposed… so sexy, with my pussy lip showing.
Gina’s eyes followed mine and her mouth opened as her tongue came out wetting her dry lips.
“Oh I’m sorry… let me put that back in.”
She quickly reached out around me and touched my pussy, slid her finger on the inside between my pussy lips grabbing the edge of the fabric that spread them and pulled it up and over covering my sexy lips. I saw her finger glistening in the light covered in my wetness as she brought her hand back resting it on my hips.
Oh god, I didn’t know what to do, I didn’t know what to say. This was my friend’s daughter, I remember when she was just a tiny little girl and now… and now she was touching my sex however innocent that might have been. I was trying to hide my desire for this girl but it was so hard… so hard.
“Ok I think you’re ready, come on, let’s knock their sox off.”
She took my hand and pulled me behind her. I was confused and trembling as I followed her downstairs. We came up to the glass door leading to the back yard and I paused for a second. She looked at me sensing my uncertainty and standing on her tipsy toes brought her rosy lips to my cheek kissing me gently. She smelled so good, so close to me.
“You’ll be OK, you’ll see.”
With her soft words calming my nerves a little bit she opened the door and pulled me into the back yard. I bit my lower lip and followed, my hips swaying as I walked in my high heels. As soon as we came into view and everyone looked at us, at me, all conversations stopped. The guys with their mouths gaped open stared at me, running their hungry eyes up and down my exposed body.
I looked at my son and saw him gaping in disbelief. Gina let go of my hand and dropped into the tub as I stood their trembling. Oh god, what have I done and in front of my son and his friends!
“Come on Kate, the water’s great,” I heard Gina say.
I dropped down into the tub between Tommy and Jason covering myself in water up to my neck. Gina, Steve and the other girl were on the opposite side of the tub. Very shortly the conversations begun again and I was able to come down a bit. I felt Tommy’s hand touch mine and he gave me a reassuring squeeze.
“Mom you look great,” He whispered into my ear.
Jason poured me a tall glass of red wine which I gulped right away and preceded to refill it. Gina was laughing and talking to Steve and the girl and it seemed like everyone forgot me standing there so exposed.
“Hey guys, do you really want to party?” Jason winked at Tommy.
He reached over and produced what looked like a rolled up cigarette from his nearby pants.
“Oh yeah, light it up,” I heard Steve say.
“I thought you said you didn’t have any,” Gina looked at her brother.
“I was saving this for a special occasion.” He said giving me a sly look.
“Oh sure, and this is it?” Gina was mocking him knowing that what he meant was me being there in the tub with them.
“Sure it is, as long as Mrs. Johnson’s OK with it,” Everyone looked at me.
“Ahh sure, and please stop calling me Mrs. Johnson, it makes me sound so old. I didn’t know you all smoked cigarettes.”
They looked at me smiling, even Tommy.
“Mom, it’s a joint,” My son said.
I gasped and looked closely at the joint Jason was holding.
“We don’t do it that often, only when there is a special occasion, like you being here with us Kate,” Jason took my advice and called me by my name.
It felt different being called by my name by a boy that was as old as my son but it immediately put me at ease. Up until now I was covered by the water but as he said what it was I raised a bit to examine the joint, after all, I never smoked one or saw one before. My breasts came out of the water and I saw everyone stare at them. Oh well, I thought, they already saw me like that.
What I didn’t know was that the bikini I was wearing became transparent as soon as it got wet and my breasts, nipples, aureoles and everything was visible to everyone in the tub. I stood there looking at what Jason was holding in his hand.
“Ok, but I never smoked one, what do I do?” I asked confused why everyone was staring at me.
“It’s easy, just take a drag and hold it in your lungs for a while,” Jason answered lighting it up.
I became especially aware of the young girl that I didn’t know yet staring at me. She wouldn’t shift her eyes away like everyone else when I looked at them. There was something direct in them as if she was shocked to see me like that and… something that held a desire… a desire for me. I decided to find out who she was.
“Hi, I don’t think we’ve met each other yet, I’m Kate,” I extended my hand towards the girl.
She was pretty with freckles on her face and short, blond hair. Up until now she was pretty much covered under the water but as she extended her hand to shake mine, I saw a nice pair of full breasts completely covered by a bikini top. I was surprised to see such a generous pair of breasts on such a young girl. Sure she was eighteen but I usually didn’t see eighteen year olds with big breasts like that.
“I’m Elaine,” she said in a soft voice.
An unusual name but fitted her well. She seemed demure and unsure of herself and kept very quite. I shook her hand smiling and saw she smiled back and immediately dropped back down under the water.
I could tell Steve brought her here as from time to time he would say something to her trying to put his arm around her, which she automatically pushed away. This was the end of the conversation with Elaine since Jason lit up the joint and it was being passed around. Soon it came to me and I held it to my lips inhaling. The smoke stung and I coughed uncontrollably to everyone’s laughter.
“I told you guys it’s my first time,” I mumbled between coughs.
“Well than you have to take another drag,” Jason said putting his arm around me.
“Here, take it really slow.”
He held my hand and brought the joint again to my lips. I took a small drag this time and held my breath. The world slowly darkened and my mind reeled. I let my breath out and felt a tingly feeling spread throughout my body.
I looked around and saw that everyone was pairing up. Steve staying close to Elaine, Gina moved up to Tommy and I was sitting close to Jason with his arm around me I realized. Even though he was half my age, I felt excitement I haven’t felt since high school. This is how it was at those parties I usually missed when my parents made me stay home and study. I knew it was wrong of me to be here but I decided to go with it for just a while longer.
“Does that feel good?” Jason asked and I realized he was rubbing my shoulders.
I quickly looked at Tommy but he was snuggled close with Gina and wasn’t paying any attention to me.
“Yeah actually. It’s been a while since anyone rubbed my shoulders.”
Jason kept massaging my shoulders and his hands slowly kept circling lower, down my front until his fingers were grazing the tops of my breasts. I looked around and saw that Tommy was now kissing Gina and Steve and Elaine were busy talking to each other. I didn’t stop Jason and he kept going further down.
Finally I felt him cup my breasts and his fingers slid under the fabric of my bikini top as he touched my nipples. The world was swimming in front of me and I didn’t fully realize what was happening. I felt him pinch my nipples and I let out a low moan. In my drugged state I would have let him do so much more, but…
“No, I will not.”
Everyone looked at Elaine. She was sitting there red faced staring at Steve. I felt Jason’s hands slide away from my breasts.
“Hey you guys, sounds like you need to take another drag of that joint.”
Everyone laughed at Jason’s comment and he reached for his pants.
“No, no more, we’re just fine,” Gina said.
“I think we should just play a game or something, everyone needs to relax.”
Tommy slid towards me.
“Is everything OK Mom?” He asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine, just having fun.”
I noticed he was staring at Gina obviously wanting to do more with her. I was glad that he found interest in other girls not just me.
“Looks like Gina really likes you, why don’t you go sit by her,” I whispered to him.
“You sure? I mean, I don’t want you to feel left out.”
“Oh don’t worry, I won’t,” I gave him a small push.
He lid towards Gina and Jason took up his place near me. I was surprised that he was holding another joint in his hand.
“OK, everyone has to take a hit of this, this one’s really good,” He said laughing.
He lit it up taking a big drag and passed it on to me. I felt quite at ease already and didn’t feel like the earlier joint did anything to me so I took a big hit and held the smoke in my lungs a long time.
When I finally exhaled the world swam in front of my eyes. Now I really felt the effects of it.
Jason got out and turned some music on and the joint finally made it to Elaine and I could tell she didn’t want to smoke it. Steve kept trying to hold it up to her mouth and she kept pushing his hand away.
“Steve, here let me try,” I said moving towards them.
My breasts were above water now and I noticed both Steve and Elaine staring at them. Looking down I saw that the tiny white patches covering my nipples became transparent and my dark nipples were plainly visible to everyone. I should have covered myself but the joint made it seem like it was OK.
“Here, let’s smoke it together,” I said settling down beside her.
She kept looking at my breasts as if seeing them so close to her hypnotized her. I took the joint and took a small hit.
“See, there’s nothing to it, just smoke it like a cigarette.”
She moved closer to me and rubbing her legs against mine looked up at me with her innocent eyes. I leaned over and put the joint up to her lips. She inhaled and held it in her lungs. I noticed that her shoulder was rubbing against my breast making my nipple involuntarily hard.
“OK, Steve and I will be right back, we have to make a run to the store for some more booze,” I heard Jason say as if from afar.
“Just don’t be too long or you might loose your girlfriend.”
I heard Gina say it but didn’t pay any attention to her since Elaine was occupying my world at that time. She was so pretty and innocent with her long eyelashes and full, firm breasts that were almost visible under her top.
I gave her another drag and took one myself. God, this joint made me feel so much at ease. Putting it out I placed my hands on the edge of the Jacuzzi and enjoyed the high I got.
Looking over at Tommy I saw that Gina was kissing him passionately, running her tongue in and out of his mouth. Her hand was below the water but I could tell she had it wrapped around my son’s thick cock, moving it in a steady rhythm. It surprised me a bit that she would do that in front of me but I didn’t say anything happy that my son was enjoying it.
Elaine snuggled up to me pressing her small body against mine and wrapping her hand around my waist underneath the water. She put her head against the top of my breasts which were above the water and entirely visible to her. It felt so good to be held by someone that I didn’t even think about if it was appropriate.
For some reason I couldn’t take my eyes off of Gina and Tommy. They were going at it hot and heavy. Tommy’s hands roving over Gina’s body, squeezing her breasts and fondling her pussy under the water. Just watching them was making my pussy hot!
I felt Elaine kiss the top part of my breasts, tiny small kisses running the expense of my breasts but I didn’t stop her, the girl was obviously gay and the fact that she found me attractive added to my excitement. If this was what it took to loosen this girl up than why not? It’s not like I was letting her fuck me, it was just some innocent fun.
I saw Gina look over at us and smile. She leaned into my son and whispered something in his ear. He looked at us and gave me a wink. Suddenly I felt cool air hit my nipples and I looked down at my breasts a bit confused. The joint made everything slow down so much that I didn’t react right away.
Elaine pulled the small patches to the sides exposing my breasts entirely and continued to kiss the tops of it. My very hard nipples were now exposed to everyone. I wondered if I should continue to allow her to do this. Gina already saw my breasts so it was no big deal. Although Tommy was my lover and fucked me quite often, no one knew about it and showing my breasts in front of my son might alarm the two girls.
I looked back at Gina and saw that she was back kissing my son. OK, no big deal, everyone was at ease with it. There were no cameras around and there was no way of getting into trouble again. I looked back at Elaine sensually kissing my breasts and enjoyed the attention she was giving them. I felt her leg wrap around mine and her hand gently caressing my thigh under the water. Oh God, this girl was making me hot!
Elaine started to kiss my breasts lower and lower, circling the entire breast with her mouth. From time to time she would slide her tongue out and lick the sensitive skin making me tremble with excitement. I felt her hand pulling on the string of my bikini making it go up between my pussy lips sending fire to my clit. Confused and drugged, I continued to let it happen.
Suddenly she looked up at me with her green eyes and opening her mouth took my nipple into her mouth sucking gently. Oh god, I was quickly loosing control of this situation but what she was doing felt so good.
I looked over at Gina and my son ready to stop this whole thing and was shocked to see my son lying on the edge of the Jacuzzi with his shorts down around his ankles. His big, hard cock was sticking straight up and Gina had her mouth wrapped around the head of it. Oh my god, I thought, how could she do this in front of me? Obviously we were all high from smoking the joint.
Just seeing my son’s cock sucked by this girl stopped me from saying anything. I sat there hypnotized watching Gina worship his cock and I allowed Elaine to take full advantage of the situation.
Elaine’s hand suddenly switched from caressing my thighs and playing with my bikini to sliding lower and lower almost touching my pussy lips. She was now fully sucking my nipples, licking and gently biting them. Her small fingers finally reached my pussy and dug the bikini out, pulling the fabric to the side.
My world was swimming in front of me, watching this happen as if I was powerless to do anything… to stop it from happening. I saw Gina disengage and stroke my son’s cock looking at us. Again she smiled and seeing me watch them fully stroked Tommy’s cock giving it a kiss on the slit. Still watching us, she pulled herself out of the water. Stroking my son’s cock, she brought her very shapely ass to the side near us and put one leg on top of the ledge, her knee touching my outstretched hand, spreading them apart.
God she was so close with her ass, the small string barely covering her holes! I saw her look back at me meaningfully and she went back to sucking my son’s cock.
“Oh God…” I whispered as I realized what she wanted me to do.
I felt Elaine’s fingers entering me and looked down at the girl. She was looking up at me, licking my nipples as she slid two fingers into my pussy. My hand involuntarily reached over and under the girl touching her breast.
“Oh yessss…” She moaned.
I saw her look over at Gina’s ass and her eyes suddenly took the appearance of being glazed over. Oh god, this was out of control! She was slowly finger fucking me watching that girl’s ass. I pulled her top to the side exposing her full breasts and started pinching her nipples as Elaine went back to sucking mine.
I looked over at Gina and realized that her ass was much closer to me now. Did she move over closer to us? Her spread open thighs were almost touching my shoulder! Again I saw her look back at us with those inviting eyes.
“She looks so delicious, doesn’t she?” Elaine whispered in my ear.
I turned to look back at the girl and received her lips on mine. Her passionate kiss caught me off guard and I opened my mouth to receive her tongue. The only thing that registered in my mind was that Gina was watching us kiss. She was kissing me gently, passionately, slowly running her wet tongue and twisting it around mine. I couldn’t control this… I couldn’t control this even if I wanted to. This girl’s warm body and tongue were like heaven.
I moaned into her mouth as she continued to finger fuck my pussy. I realized that I was rubbing Gina’s ass with my other hand, squeezing her soft flesh to her pleasure.
“Oh God Kate… Oh Jesus you’re so hot! So soft… uhhhmmm…” Elaine managed to say before her mouth went back to kissing me.
She was now kissing my neck, sucking on it and going lower, to my tits. I looked over at Gina’s ass and moved closer to it. Oh god I was lost to the pleasure of what was happening! Rubbing her ass, I started kissing the back of her thigh, tiny gentle kisses, like Elaine when she started kissing me the whole time looking at her ass.
“Ohhh…” I heard Gina moan as she sucked my son’s cock.
I pulled Gina’s bikini out and to the side, exposing her holes to me. I gasped looking at them. They were so hot, so wet! She was clearly dripping with her juices. Her pussy was cleanly shaven and her small pussy lips were slightly swollen from anticipation of what was about to happen.
I was surprised at her anal hole, it was… enlarged! The skin around it was wrinkled and puckering out, making the shape of a tiny volcano! My god, was this girl into anal sex? I realized breathing very hard that it was making me even hotter.
The constant finger fucking I was receiving and Elaine’s mouth sucking on my tits pushed me over the edge. I brought my mouth to Gina’s pussy and extending my tongue, raked it over her lips. The thought of how wrong this was flashed in my brain, but in my drugged state, I didn’t care.
I was sucking Gina’s pussy! With my eyes closed I licked, sucked and moaned into her soft flesh pressing my mouth against it. She tasted so good, so fresh still dripping her juices into my mouth.
“Ohhh… Ohhh…”
“Oh god Kate! Oh my god…” I heard Elaine.
She came up close to Gina’s ass and started kissing her ass cheeks watching me from the side. I looked into her eyes and sucked Gina’s pussy lips into my mouth pulling on them.
“Oh yeasss…” I heard a moan from Gina.
Elaine was looking at me with hunger, at my tongue sliding in and out of Gina’s wet pussy. She stopped finger fucking me and spread Gina’s ass bringing her mouth close to mine. I knew she wanted to taste it, to taste the sweet juices I was feeding on.
I moved my head aside and without missing a beat she slipped right in my place, extending her tongue as far as it would go, feeding on the soft flesh and moaning softly with pleasure. I could see her young tongue raking and sucking on Gina’s pussy folds.
I looked at Gina and saw she was bobbing her head up and down on my son’s hard cock, making love to it. I extended my hand underneath her and pulled her top down exposing her tits. I gently rubbed and tugged on her tits, watching her work on Tommy’s cock as I kissed her inner thighs.
She brought her hand down and grabbed my hand giving it an encouraging squeeze. Elaine moved to the side and I went back to work on Gina’s pussy. I watched as Elaine moved up and started kissing Gina’s ass, right above me, getting closer to her asshole. Oh god no, she wouldn’t!
The thought of this girl doing something so nasty registered as Gina pushing back with her ass, pulled my hand out underneath her and placed it on top of my son’s thigh. Oh god, Tommy, he was so warm! Feeling my son intensified my pleasure as I watched Elaine reach Gina’s asshole with her tongue.
Never before have I experienced such hot, tense pleasure. My pussy was on fire and I felt like I was about to cum! Watching Elaine flicking Gina’s asshole made my heart beat hard in my chest.
I felt Gina grab my wrist as I ate her and pull more. Suddenly I felt something hard and very warm push into my hand and I wrapped my fingers around it. At the same time I saw Elaine stick her tongue into Gina’s asshole! My god, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! How could this girl be so nasty!
Gina was forcing my wrist up and down as I held on to the warm, hard meat. Oh God… Oh God, no… was it… was it my son’s cock? Oh my God, what was happening? My foggy brain slowly registered the fact that I was stroking my son’s hard cock, eating Gina’s pussy as she sucked on the same cock I was stroking! My son’s cock!!!
Elaine’s tongue was so deep in Gina’s asshole that she was salivating, the saliva dripping from her tongue slowly ran down to my open mouth. Oh my god, I didn’t know what to do! The juice was running down, almost up to my open mouth and extended tongue buried in Gina’s pussy.
I didn’t feel Gina’s hand on my wrist anymore but yet, I continued to stroke my son’s meat. I pulled back from Gina’s pussy and looked at what was happening underneath her. I saw Gina look at me from under her spread open legs and she licked the shaft down to my hand wrapped around the base of it.
“Oh yes Kate… stroke it… make it hard…” She moaned.
She was licking my fingers… she was licking my fingers wrapped around Tommy’s cock as I stroked him. I noticed her ass was moving to the rhythm of Elaine’s tongue in her ass. This girl was lost to the pleasure of watching Mom stroke her son’s cock, and so was I. For the first time someone else was watching me do something like this to Tommy.
Obviously she was fine that I was doing that, otherwise she wouldn’t be sucking my fingers like a hungry slut. She would lick the shaft including my fingers as if my hand was part of his cock. Oh god this was so hot! I put my mouth over Gina’s pussy and sucked.
Elaine was still tongue fucking Gina’s asshole with vigor, making the opening even bigger. I realized that I was now licking Elaine’s saliva dripped from above and that, for some reason made me hotter. I drank all the juices I could and stroked my son’s cock for Gina as she gave him head.
Tommy obviously was close to coming because he sat up looking down at the scene.
“Oh god… oh god Mom… ohhh… Gina, I have to fuck you… god, sit on my cock, please!”
Gina pulled back and sat down beside him, looking down at me and my hand around his cock. Elaine pulled back as well looking at me. It was a tense moment but somehow I held on to my son’s meat. Gina was looking straight in my eyes.
“Uhhhmmm Kate, would you like a taste?” She looked at my son’s cock.
Oh God did I ever! I yearned for it but I was afraid to cross that line in front of these girls.
“I think he asked for you not me,” I answered hesitantly.
I was looking back at her and I could tell she knew I wanted to. She smiled and gave me a wink.
“Maybe later than,” She said and started to straddle him.
I let go of his cock and turned away not wanting to see this, not wanting to see her take full advantage of Tommy’s thick meat. I walked out of the Jacuzzi totally confused and walking up to the small table poured myself a tall glass of wine.
I realized that my tits were showing and my pussy and ass were exposed, my bikini god knows in what position but I didn’t care. What was the point after all of that?
“Oh my god… oh yes, nice thick cock!” I heard Gina’s voice.
I tensed. Part of me wanted to see this and part of me that was jealous of that girl didn’t. I knew how good she must have felt taking Tommy’s big meat up her pussy. I gulped the wine and turned around.
Oh god, my pussy shivered from what I saw. Tommy was laying down by the Jacuzzi, facing me and Gina was spread open, impaled on his meat. She was fucking herself the full length of his cock, slowly, methodically with her face contorted in pleasure.
Elaine was sitting near by on the ledge watching them. She looked lonely but her tongue would come out and lick her lips from time to time as if she was hungry. Why they should have all the fun, I thought.
I walked up to Elaine as she looked up at me running her eyes over my naked body. I leaned over grabbing the back of her neck and planted a wet kiss on her lips the wine I just drank making my head spin.
“Would you like to taste me now?” I asked looking into her unsure eyes.
“Yes…” She barely whispered.
God she was such a kid. I knew she was over eighteen but she seemed so much younger. I sat down beside her and giving her an encouraging smile spread my legs open. The thrill of doing that with my son so near me was making my heart pound with excitement.
I leaned back as Elaine took up the position between my legs. She kissed the insides of my thighs getting closer and closer to my pussy, teasing me, making me hot. When her tongue finally reached my pussy and buried itself deep inside I let my head fall back and moaned with pleasure.
“Oh yesss… lick it… lick my pussy…”
Elaine didn’t need any encouragement. She felt great as I’m sure she has done that before many times. She was gentle not rough. She was licking, flicking and teasing my clit all the while sucking on my juices flowing out of me. She was working me to that point of high eroticism where I often lost control. I began to moan, constantly to the rhythm of her tongue.
I leaned back and found myself between Tommy’s spread open legs. Looking back I saw Gina’s pussy, so close to me, wrapped around his cock and her looking at me. Her eyes were glazed over, her lips slightly parted and dry, her face red. Again we looked into each other’s eyes and again I found understanding in them.
I woke up the next day with a big hangover, my head throbbing and my mouth dry. Turning over I saw my husband laying in bed still asleep. What time was it? I thought. He went to sleep even before I left to get Tommy!
Thinking about Tommy brought back vivid pictures of what happened last night. Oh my god! Did I expose so much in front of these two girls I hardly knew? The thought of me giving my son a blow job in front of them made my heart beat faster. Why? It was so wrong of me to do that, so risky! What if they say something to someone, what if they expose my relationship with my son? But there was so much more than that! I… I licked Gina’s pussy!!! Gina who just a few months ago turned 18 and could be my daughter!
Yet, remembering taking my son’s cock in my mouth as Gina and Elaine watched made me feel hot, excited… sexually stimulated and the thought of what I did to Gina and what I let Elaine do to me! God, how did I get myself into all this? It was that damn weed, it was the joint I smoked mixed with constant consumption of alcohol that clouded my judgment so much! Yes, that was my excuse if anyone ever asked. That would be my excuse if those two girls ever confront me. I promised myself never to smoke weed or drink whenever those two girls were around.
I slowly rolled over and got out of bed. I went downstairs to make some coffee and kept thinking about Tommy, Gina, Elaine and even Suzie. Uhmmm… Suzie, my first girl experience, so sweet and young, I wondered dreamingly if she ever thought of me after our experience together.
I rummaged through some cabinets looking for my favorite coffee mug but couldn’t find it. Then I remembered my husband putting it away on the bottom shelf. Getting on my hands and knees I looked around in our deepest, bottom cabinet and saw it way in the back.
Reaching out didn’t help so I ended up practically crawling into the cabinet to get it, only my butt was sticking out, thankfully I was wearing a long nightshirt that covered it.
“Hey Mom… whooo, nice… looking good.”
The words startled me and I instinctively jerked up knocking my head on the cabinet.
“Ouch…”
I knew it was my daughter Kristy, she was standing right behind me.
“Mom, what are you doing in there?” She asked.
“Honey, I’m looking for my coffee mug, you know the one I always use.”
I felt my shirt starting to slide up on my butt, so I thought it was time to get out of this position in case I showed my daughter too much. I begun inching my way backwards but when I did, I felt my shirt catch on something above me. As I moved back, my shirt started to slide up my body.
I felt my butt expose as my shirt traveled up to my lower back and I heard a tiny “ohh” from my daughter. I didn’t want to panic and I didn’t want to rip my shirt.
“Oh my god, I think I’m caught. Kristy, could you help please?”
“Uhmmm Mom, I don’t think I ever seen you in THAT position,” There was definitely laughter in her voice, but also a tiny bit of excitement.
Of course her comment to “THAT position” referred to when she spied on me making love to my husband. Just her reference to that vulnerable moment brought color to my cheeks which I was glad she couldn’t see.
“Sweetie, this isn’t time to play, please help,” I said but the situation seemed funny to me too.
I heard her approach and than felt her kneel behind my butt. The thought for some reason made my throat dry. I did wear panties but they were so tiny and in this position they were probably deep between my ass cheeks. Matter of fact, I felt them wedged deeply between my pussy folds! Oh god, this was so embarrassing, my own daughter could see the details of my sex! My heart was beating so fast now.
Suddenly I felt her hands on my butt and I jerked up again knocking my head on the cabinet.
“Jesus Mom, you’re really jumpy today,” She said but didn’t move her hands away.
“Kristy, please, just unhook my shirt,” I pleaded.
“You know, you have a gorgeous butt Mom. It’s just perfect, the kind of butt you just want to spank.”
Suddenly I felt her palm smack one of my cheeks which I felt jiggle from the impact. It was a light smack that wasn’t painful but rather pleasing. Than another.
“Kristy!!!” I said surprised she continued it.
“You know, I could get back at you for all those times you spanked me when I was a little girl, now is my chance,” She was laughing, obviously playing with me.
Again I felt a smack, one, two, three. The movement of my luscious cheeks was sending pleasurable vibrations throughout my butt and pussy. I jerked my body back and all I managed to do was to slide my shirt further up my body and almost up to my neck. “Great” I thought, now my breasts were exposed and hanging down for my daughter’s viewing pleasure.
“Kristy, if you don’t stop this and help me, I’m going to have to spank YOU,” I said trying to be serious while laughing on the inside.
“Uhmmm, Mom that could be fun.”
Again she smacked my ass which by this time was giving me a pleasurable, warm sensation that was quickly spreading down to my pussy.
“Ohhh…” A low moan escaped my lips.
I didn’t want to show my daughter that I was actually enjoying the treatment but again my body betrayed me. I could feel my pussy getting wet! My mind was becoming fuzzy as the warmth from my ass begun clouding my senses. Jesus, I couldn’t show her THAT! Her own mother turning this funny and innocent situation into something sexual!
“Kristy, please help me.”
She moved up closer to me and by doing that spread my feet apart which spread my butt further apart. Oh my god, I can’t do this.
“Kristy!!!”
“All right MOM, you’re no fun.”
Fun! I’ll show her fun when I get out of this! I felt her lean into me as she started to work on my shirt. Her ample breasts pressed into my ass and somehow managed to find my crack. I felt something hard pressing against my barely covered rear hole. Was it her nipple? Oh Jesus, I shuddered at the touch hoping she didn’t feel it.
“Kristy, what’s taking so long?” I asked as it seemed like she couldn’t get me freed up.
“Just hold still Mom, I almost have it free.”
She placed a hand on one of my ass cheeks for support and leaned further into me. That of course made my ass spread further apart and I clearly felt her nipple rubbing against my anal hole!
“Uhmmm…” Again a moan of pleasure I couldn’t suppress.
I knew she heard me and felt me tremble, but did she know why? Her nipple was turning me on tremendously, rubbing the hard knob against my tender hole!
Suddenly I felt my shirt free and my daughter pulling back.
“OK, there.”
Again I felt her hands on my ass putting pressure on both of my cheeks in the outward direction… spreading them apart, which seemed innocent as if she was just doing this for support as she was getting up. I knew my asshole and my pussy were probably barely covered and partially exposed and I couldn’t help but wonder if she was looking at them.
“Well, I better take my last opportunity,” With that I felt my ass being smacked.
I held on for a few heart beats enjoying the treatment, forgetting who it was that was doing it. I didn’t know why, but I actually arched my back and stuck my ass out more.
“Uhmmm… Mommie, you like it?”
Smack, smack, smack. I trembled hanging on inside the cabinet.
Her words woke me up as if I was in a dream.
“Wh… What? Kristy, stop… Ohhh, you’re gonna get it,” I said and moved backwards.
She moved out of the way and I finally stood up on trembling legs. My beautiful daughter stood there with a smile on her face, her cheeks red and her chest moving in deep, steady rhythm. She was only wearing a small pair of pink panties and a tiny tea shirt. Her breasts stood up straight with hard nipples that were poking out under her shirt.
I couldn’t help but run my eyes over her curvy, young body, stopping for a brief moment at her panties. Did I see a darker patch between her legs? Was it wetness? I jerked my eyes away not to be obvious what I was staring at.
We looked at each other for a moment without saying a word. Seemed like the moment was tense, she was probably wondering if she took it too far. She meant so much to me, I didn’t want her to feel like she did something wrong, I wanted our relationship to continue to be perfect.
“You ungrateful daughter!” I said with a smile “I only spanked you for your own good,” I was turning this whole situation into a joke “Looks like you didn’t learn anything… I’m just gonna have to spank you again!”
I reached out and grabbed her arm turning her around. She laughed trying to get away. Her struggles were obviously weak as if she was just putting on a show. I lifted my hand and smacked her across her thong covered butt.
“Uhhh… Mommie, please, I didn’t mean to be bad,” She laughed acting as a little girl.
I laughed too and continued to smack her butt. My hand ended up on her lower back as if to hold her down but somehow I knew well she wouldn’t move. Slowly I noticed my own hand moving lower to the point where my fingers were just under the waist band of her panties and I felt the round curve of her hip.
Looking down I saw my daughters perfect ass cheeks and the string of her thong disappearing deep between them. Just looking at them made me shiver with lust and my mouth water.
“So, do you have enough?” I asked looking at her butt which became red.
I realized I placed my hand on her ass with the tips of my fingers disappearing between her cheeks. I looked at her as she looked back, her eyes wide and her face flushed. She shifted her eyes from me to my hand.
“Enough? I think you need some more yourself!” She laughed and twisted free.
I saw laughter and excitement in her eyes as she came around me. My heart was beating fast as well in meek anticipation of what she was going to do. Fun, just some innocent fun with my daughter, I told myself.
“Bad Mommy, here, I’ll show you how bad you are.”
“Kristy don’t,” I warned her but she didn’t listen.
Grabbing my arm she lightly pushed me against the counter top. I laughed and put both my hands up to my butt protecting my cheeks from spanking that she wanted to give me.
“What has gotten into you, you are so bad,” I laughed but didn’t resist.
For some reason getting spanked by my daughter was fun and was definitely turning me on. I knew my daughter didn’t know that, she probably thought that we were having some mother daughter fun which we were… I kept telling myself.
“Ok bad Mommy, put those hands up and get ready for some smack time… no, better yet, pull that shirt up for me.”
“Kristy, no way!”
“You know you’ve been bad so do it… NOW.”
Her demanding tone surprised me a little, made me feel as if I was her daughter and she was the MOM. Games, games two girls can play. I held my breath as my fingers grabbed the edges of my nightshirt. I looked back at her with the most innocent face I could muster.
“You won’t spank hard, promise?” I asked in a little girl voice.
She smiled surprised at it.
“Hmmm, that depends, now lift that shirt up!”
Slowly, I inched it up… and up… past my hips, looking back at my daughter, until my nightshirt was around my waist.
Her eyes were peeled to my butt watching it as I exposed it. I could tell she was excited, her eyes were telling me that. Did she like my butt that much? Was this no longer a game? I asked myself and shuddered at the first smack that reached my butt cheek.
With each smack she held her hand on my cheek and squeezed it a little, smacked it again and squeezed it a little.
“Bad Mommy, you need to be punished for what you did to me… spanking me like that,” There was no longer any laughter in her voice.
Instead, I heard excitement, I heard… command. I arched my back and looked back at my daughter. Her eyes were wide and she was licking her lips. Ok, Ok, I need to break this off before it gets out of hand. I didn’t need to give my daughter any ideas.
But as hard as I tried my body wouldn’t move! I took each spanking with eagerness, almost an anticipation. My butt was starting to sting but still I wanted more.
“Are you sorry Mommy? Are you sorry for what you did?”
Smack, smack, smack. Oh god, I loved it!
“Oh, I am baby… Uhhh… I’m so sorry… please!”
I didn’t know what I was saying please for. Was it for her to stop, or was it that I wanted more?
SMACK! I tensed, this one was hard.
“Ouch…” I didn’t yell, I moaned!
Her hand stayed where it was, deeply planted on my ass, her fingers spread. I looked at her surprised at how hard she smacked me and saw that she was looking at me, her eyes wide and mouth partially opened. She waited for me to complain or stop this but… but I didn’t. I let my daughter continue. She moved up close to me, on my side, pressing her firm stomach to it. I could feel her heavy breathing. I felt her other hand grab my other ass cheek and than my daughter started to rub them in circles, massaging me…
I tensed, this wasn’t playing anymore. It was sexual, definitely sexual. I needed to stop this, my mind was screaming at me, this is my daughter! Yet I didn’t move, I pretended to take her touch as fun, maybe she wouldn’t notice… just a little longer.
I was definitely wet, tense sexual feeling running through me as my daughter rubbed my ass.
SMACK! Another hard spank!
“Ohhh…” Another moan that I couldn’t suppress escaped me.
She pushed my ass cheeks together and than spread them apart, just lightly. SMACK! Again she pushed them together and pulled them apart, this time further as if testing the boundaries.
SMACK! Again, together and further apart, further than ever before. I hung on and the feeling of cold air between my wet ass cheeks added to my excitement. I had no doubt she could see my asshole, my tiny little panties would not cover it when she spread my cheeks so wide apart.
SMACK! I was taking punishment from my daughter like never before. My eyes were watering from the sting my ass felt and I arched my back supporting myself on the countertop with both of my hands. SMACK! This time when she pulled my ass cheeks apart she kept them there, spread open. I could feel her arched over my butt, looking at me… looking at what was between my cheeks.
OK, no more, I can’t! Moment passed as I fought to stop what was happening. With great difficulty I twisted around and leaned my back against the counter. I stood there, my chest heaving, my nightshirt still around my hips as I smiled a weak smile at Kristy trying to make sense of what just happened. I noticed I was perspiring and so was she.
“Phew… my god, you’ve gotten back at me for everything I ever did to you,” I whispered looking into her wide eyes.
She smiled a weak smile and looked down at her own feet. I could tell she was starting to feel guilty or maybe unsure about what happened, for what she did… for how far she let herself go.
“Hey you, don’t be so sad, it was fun,” I reached out holding my hands out for a hug.
My words definitely diffused the situation, they made everything seem like it was just innocent fun. She looked up at me and came into my arms, which I closed around her giving her a warm hug.
“Thanks Mom, it actually felt good to spank you and fun too. You know, whenever you need a good spanking let me know, I’ll surely oblige,” She said looking up at me with those large blue eyes of hers.
“Yeah, I’m sure you will, you bad daughter of mine,” I laughed.
“I love you baby,” I whispered affectionately.
She was so grown up now and I cherished the moments when I could still hold her in my arms.
“I love you too Mom,” She whispered back.
We were both looking at each other in a deep hug, close… so close to each other. I felt her head move up closer as if she wanted to kiss me. I definitely didn’t mind since we’ve done that a lot. I moved my head closer and brushed her lips with mine.
Suddenly I felt her move up more and her lips pressing against mine in a more tender kiss with the tip of her tongue brushing against my lips. This was too much but I couldn’t let go standing there frozen in my own daughter’s grip. I held the position for just a few more heart beats and disengaged.
“OK young lady, I think that’s enough fun for today. You better disappear before I decide to really spank you!”
She pushed back and laughed like she always did when she was a little girl.
“Sure Mom, whatever you say but remember, I might like it this time.”
With that she ran out of the kitchen. I sighed, watching her perfect butt jiggle as she ran out.
I poured myself some coffee and sat down at the table a little bit confused. Oh God, what were these kids doing to me? First my son and now my daughter? I definitely didn’t want my daughter to feel anything sexual towards me. What just happened was so much on the border line.
“Hey babe.”
I watched as my husband walked into the kitchen and gave me a tiny kiss on my cheek.
“How did the thing with Tommy go last night?”
I jumped and stiffened up in my chair.
“What do you mean?” I asked with a trembling voice.
“You know, you getting him from the party, him being drunk,” He looked at me with curiosity in his eyes.
I calmed myself enough to answer.
“Oh you know, I picked him up and brought him home. He’s probably still in bed sleeping it off.”
“I’m a little concerned about him. Lately he has been spending a lot of time at home, not going out with any girls and all, except for the last night of course. Was there any girls at the party?”
“Well for your information he is going out with a nice girl, her name is Gina, Jeanine’s daughter,” I answered him and suddenly I could still taste her sweet pussy on my tongue.
I shook my head trying to get the image of her spread open legs and pussy impaled on Tommy’s cock out of my mind.
“Uhmmm, Gina, I remember that girl… she is a little hotty.”
“What a jerk” I thought. He was forty years old and still thinking of young girls like that. I turned around ignoring his comment and sipped on my coffee.
“So what’s your plan for today?” I asked.
“OH shit, I didn’t tell you? We have a new account opening in Chicago, I have to go into the office and spend some time reviewing the proposed financial plan.”
He said that without even looking at me. Money, always money, that was his first priority. He never paid attention to me!
“How long are you going to be gone for?” I asked trying to sound concerned.
“I’ll be back later tonight, I’m sorry babe I didn’t tell you about it.”
Uhhmmm, a whole day! This could give me time to think and maybe straighten things out with my kids!
He came up to me giving me a hug. I returned it enjoying his attention and soon felt his hands squeezing my butt. I flinched because my ass was still tender from the spanking Kristy gave me. I felt his hands pulling my shirt up.
“John, what are you doing?” I asked with my arms around his neck.
Instead of answering he pressed his lips against mine. Although I was still mad at him, I returned his kiss and soon our tongues were twisting around in a passionate kiss. I was turned on and I didn’t understand why? How can couple of touches turn me on so much? Was it because I haven’t had him is such a long time? Was it because the thought of being a slut turned me on so much I was willing to become one for anybody?
Soon he had my shirt around my waist and was massaging my ass with his hands. My breathing came in gasps from kissing him and having my ass squeezed.
“John… god, spank me… spank my ass!”
I surprised myself by saying that. Did I like the spanking my daughter gave me that much?
“Uhmmm, honey, sure…” Was the only thing he said.
Smack!
“Oh yeah…” I moaned.
Smack, smack, smack! Oh god that felt good! I arched my back and stuck my ass out even more.
I put the phone up and placed my back against the wall breathing nervously and thinking of what to do. I could only imagine what perverted things Frank wanted me to do for him and his friends… yes, his friends too! My god, I would be a total slut! How many friends would he bring? Two? Three? Ten? Did it make a difference anymore? Would they fuck my pussy? My ass? My mouth? Maybe all three of my openings at the same time? I couldn’t breathe thinking about it! I dreamed of doing that with Tommy whom I loved and maybe someone else… someone close to me, but not with that creep and his creep friends!
But what could I do? I was alone, vulnerable and confused. Frank had all those pictures that could destroy so many things so he was in total control of this situation. But the more I thought, the more this idea repulsed me. I couldn’t do it! I couldn’t have him do this to me! What perverted pleasures was he planning on getting from me? The thought of him driving his cock into me was no longer exciting but repulsive. In frustration I hit my head against the wall! I had to think of something!
I went up to see Tommy almost ready to tell him everything but I realized he was already gone. I was in a panic; I didn’t know what to do. Wondering around the house for few moments I ended up in front of Kristy’s room. I just needed to take my mind off of this for a short while. I knocked on her door lightly and herd her soft voice telling me to come in.
She was lying in her bed, still in her night shirt reading a book. She put the book down on her chest and watched me as I walked in. I sat down on the edge of the bed and didn’t say anything.
“Mom, what’s wrong?” She asked concerned.
I was so transparent that my own daughter could clearly see the tension in me. I wondered for a few seconds if I should tell her the whole thing but than I realized I couldn’t. I just looked at her. She was so young, so beautiful and innocent, I felt so much love for her.
“Oh nothing, just a little sad that’s all,” I lied.
She sat up putting her arm around my shoulders and looked into my eyes.
“Oh you’re sad because Dad works too much… Mom, he’s only doing it because of his job, it’s so demanding on him sometimes. What can I do to make you happy again, tell me, anything you want.”
She was so good to me. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her, I immediately felt her return the hug. We sat there for few moments just enjoying the closeness and the hug. I noticed how good she smelled, her natural body smell with just a tiny scent of perfume and the warmth of her body pressed against mine were slowly driving my troubled thoughts away.
“Here, lay down with me,” She said pulling me to her bed.
She moved over so I could get in and held the covers open for me. I smiled at her thoughtfulness and noticed getting in that her nightshirt was pulled up. My eyes momentarily rested between her legs and although they were close together, I could see her bald pussy and the start of her pink lips as I laid down. I was surprised she did not wear any panties. The brief and accidental exposure sent shivers through my body as my mind recalled my phone conversation with Frank and his lewd suggestions. What was making matters worse was as Kristy closed the covers over us I smelled a mild scent… a scent I immediately recognized as her pussy, mixed with the wonderful scent of her body. My senses were filled with my daughter and although I knew that in my present state I shouldn’t lay down with her, I… did.
The bed was so warm and cozy and the closeness of my daughter made it feel like the old times when she used to sleep with me sometimes whenever she needed someone close. She wrapped her arm around my stomach and brought her head to rest on top of my chest, her face resting on the top part of my breasts. Her long hair fell around her face and I instinctively begun brushing it back with my fingers.
“Mom, I miss being close to you like this. Remember when I was a little girl and I got in trouble with Dad you used to always cuddle me like that?”
God yes I remembered. Kristy pressed her body to mine and hugged me as if I was her pillow. I felt her now developed breasts smash into my side and I wondered if it was her hard nipple under the thin material of her shirt that started to give me the tingly feeling between my legs. Maybe it was the intoxicating, musky smell of her pussy that was doing that, I didn’t know. Chastising myself I drove the thought away and hugged my daughter closer to me.
“I remember baby, god you were so young back than.”
“I’m not anymore though Mom.”
I felt her hand slide down to my hip as I realized that my own nightshirt has bunched up around my waist. I felt Kristy’s fingertips on the sensitive skin around my hip, thank god I was wearing panties. The only bad part was that those panties were practically soaked at that moment.
“Mom, can I ask you a question?”
“Sure sweetie, anything,” I said trying not to think of where her fingers were resting.
She paused for a brief moment and than I felt her take a deep breath.
“Do you ever masturbate?”
What??? The question caught me so off guard that I didn’t know what to say! Moments passed before I formulated my response.
“Well, of course honey, everyone does.”
I felt her body relax as she lay there peeled to me.
“Do you ever cum when you do that?”
“Kristy! Why do you ask?” I tried to keep my tone of voice level but couldn’t help my face getting warm.
“I’m just… I’m just curious because I never can,” She whispered.
Her response surprised me. She couldn’t cum? I had to dig deeper, I had to find out what was wrong.
“Honey, why not? Is anything wrong?” I asked concerned.
She looked up at me with her large blue eyes, so close to me, her chin resting largely on my breast.
“No, everything’s fine down there… just that… it never happens for me, no matter how hard I try.”
My first thought was, she must not be doing it right but than I realized that it was one of those fundamental things about a person that came natural. I thought about what I was about to say. I wanted to help my daughter but this could lead to something I wasn’t quite sure I was prepared for.
“Well… how do you do it? Maybe you’re doing it wrong…” I whispered looking into her eyes.
“Ugrrr… this is embarrassing, but… you’re my Mom and I feel I can tell you anything.”
She put her head back on top of my breast, this time her lips were right at my nipple to where I could feel her hot breath. Jesus, I hoped my nipples weren’t getting hard!
“Well, I usually spread my legs really wide and with my finger I start rubbing my clit area while trying to think about something… sexy. Like a movie I saw recently when a boyfriend made his girlfriend go down on another girl in front of him and his friends.”
Sexy? That was sexy? I realized my daughter had some kinkiness to her sexual side and maybe even some exhibitionism! My mind wondered as thoughts of one woman going down on another filled it. I had to admit though, that particular idea seemed to increase my heart beat and make my breathing shallow. I squeezed my legs together tight feeling my pussy lips grind together.
“Ok, that’s a good start, but what about when you’re with a boy? What about then?”
“Mom, I’ve only been with two boys in my life and believe me, it was quick and not very enjoyable.”
I just laid there dumbfounded and couldn’t believe my daughter never had an orgasm! She was 19 years old!
“Mom, when I saw you with Dad I… I envied you so much, I watched you and saw that… that you came, that you… really, really enjoyed it,” She said with a big sigh.
“Oh my god sweetie… I didn’t know, I am so sorry.”
I hugged her closer to me and by accident brushed my hand against the underside of her breast pressed against me. I thought that would create tension and make her pull away but she didn’t even flinch. Instead, she put her leg on top of mine in a sort of fetal position. I kept my hand under her breast lightly touching it as my mind raced trying to figure out what to do next. I knew she wasn’t wearing any panties and in this position, if she moved any closer, I would feel her sexy pussy lips on my leg. I didn’t know how to pull away, I knew I should but because what we were talking about, I couldn’t.
“I know Mom, it’s ok, I just wished I knew how to do it… would you… would you show me how you do it?” It seemed like those last few words slipped out of her.
I felt her body tense up and so did I. How could I answer that? If I said no and totally pushed my daughter away at that moment she might go through life without knowing or experiencing the most wonderful feeling… an orgasm! No, I couldn’t do that to her, not my baby daughter.
“Oh god Kristy, I really want to help you but how?” I asked unsure.
She relaxed again and looked up at me with her big dark eyes. They were large, larger than usual and full of excitement.
“Just… just show me how you do it. If I could only see, Mom… I could… god how I wish I knew how to make myself cum!” She put her head down on my breast again and hugged me really tight.
She moved closer and suddenly it happened. I felt her pussy, her lips on my leg and… it was wet! I froze unable to think straight feeling the warm, slimy flesh of my daughter’s most private part. I needed to somehow peel her off of me, but how?
“Kristy… I aaa…”
“You’ll do it Mom? Please say you will.”
“Ok… uhhh… I will,” I whispered after a long pause capitulating to my young daughter’s request.
We were both women after all and even more. We were Mother and Daughter in need of one another. She needed me to teach her something about masturbation and I needed a release right now, I needed to be part of someone I loved, even if it meant masturbating in front of my daughter.
As soon as I said I will, she sat up in front of me wide eyed. Her face was serious and reflecting anticipation with wonder of seeing something she though she would never see. She sat with her knees together and under her, watching me carefully.
“Ok, although I will do this, I need you to promise me you will never mention this to anyone.”
She just nodded her head eagerly listening to me as I started to pull the covers off of me.
“This… this isn’t something a Mother would do… usually,” I added at the end pulling the covers completely off.
She quickly grabbed them and threw them off the bed. I already felt exposed although I still wore the nightshirt. There was nothing within reach I could use to cover myself with and that, combined with the fact that Kristy’s eyes were freely roaming up and down my body, added to my excitement.
“Oh god, this is really happening! I cannot believe this is really happening!” The thoughts ran through my mind.
I slowly grabbed the edges of my shirt and slid it up my body. My eyes involuntarily darted to Kristy’s and I saw she was watching my body as I slowly exposed it to her. Oh god, I realized this whole situation was turning me on! Undressing in front of her was turning me on beyond belief! Watching her watch me, made my pussy cream!
I looked down at my panties at the moment when my shirt went past my hips and although my legs were still together, I saw how wet they were pressed tightly to my pussy. My slightly swollen outer lips made a visible indent in them creating what is known as a camel toe. Surprised and slightly embarrassed I looked into Kristy’s eyes but didn’t find anything in them except… wonder and… lust. She watched my wet panties with her mouth slightly open as I tried to judge her reactions in her eyes. Suddenly as if she realized why my panties were wet, her eyes widened and she looked into my eyes holding her breath. I could feel my face getting warm as she stared in amazement into my eyes. We gazed at one another for a brief moment and there was no mistake that we both understood why I was wet. Exhaling she looked back down to my barely covered pussy.
Embarrassed at the fact that now my daughter knew part of my wickedness… or weakness, I pulled my shirt up higher knowing I couldn’t stop this, I already made a commitment. I bunched my shirt up around my waist like a respectable Mom would do and looked at my curious daughter. The feelings from Kristy watching me were slowly building up my excitement.
“Ok, here is what you should do,” I whispered barely able to stop my voice from shaking.
Kristy looked disappointed as I soon found out why.
“M… Mom, you have to take your panties off so I can see,” She smiled at me.
“Kristyyyy… no, Jesus I can’t, I’m your MOM!”
Although it was shocking to hear her say that, part of me was glad she said it. That wicked part that usually got me in trouble was now telling me to listen to my daughter.
“I know, that’s why I asked you, because I love you and you are so dear to me.”
My heart was pounding hard as I looked at her in shock. She, on the other hand, grinned and grabbed my ankles.
“If you don’t do it, I’m going to have to spank you.”
I smiled and shook my head at her.
“No way, you already had your share of spanking me today, my butt is still hurting.”
Without waiting for any further responses she twisted my ankles one over another forcing me to turn my body over and lay on my stomach.
“Ouch, Kristy!” I yelped.
I immediately felt my legs being spread and Kristy sitting down between them. Oh no, my panties were way too small for this position.
“Kristy let me go,” I demanded looking back at her over my shoulder.
I looked down at my panties as well but all I could see was that they were wedged between my ass cheeks.
“Let me go or you’ll get it!” I shot a warning back at her.
She just laughed and I felt the first smack of her hand swat across my butt cheeks sending strong sexual shivers through my body. I tried twisting out but couldn’t as she effectively held my ankles in place.
“Will you take your panties off Mommy?” She asked poised to swat me again.
“No way, not in front of you, you’re my daughter,” I said and tensed for a spanking.
SMACK! My cheek stung. She didn’t wait to give me a hard one this time. SMACK! My mouth opened and…
“Uhhhmmmmmm… Kristy, Jesus you have to stop doing this to me,” I moaned.
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK! She let go of my ankles and smacked me hard with both hands. Her knees separated my legs even more and I instinctively arched my back and stuck my ass out. “Panties… my ass… my pussy, god I’m probably showing her…” The thought raced through my mind.
“Why Mom? You obviously like it.”
She was right! I did enjoy the spanking, the constant sting of my butt cheeks combined with having my legs spread wide open and the cool air circulating around my most private parts kept me highly aroused. But it was my own daughter who was doing this to me. My mind and proper nature of my character wanted to stop this but my body just wouldn’t move.
“Ok Kristy, Ok… I will take my panties off, please just stop,” I begged knowing this could go much further if I didn’t stop it.
“Good.”
She backed up and let me turn over watching me the whole time. I noticed her nipples were really hard poking through the material of her night shirt and looking down on my own, mine were hard as well! Looking into her eyes I shook my head disapprovingly hooking my fingers in the waistband of my silk panties.
“Alright, Jesus I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I whispered and pulled.
Kristy’s eyes widened as she watched my hands pulling my panties down over my hips, exposing my naval, and down my thighs. Once my pussy became visible her wide eyes stayed glued to it and she gave a startled “Oh” after which her mouth stayed open with arousal.
It was so hard to control my movements, to stop my hands from shacking and just ripping my panties off as I wanted to. Gracefully, I pulled my panties down my long, tanned legs and took them off. I didn’t know what to do with them, I held them in my hands sort of confused and kept my legs together while looking at my daughter, I could only imagine what I looked like to her.
As if sensing my uncertainty she grabbed my panties and took them from me.
“I’ll take those.”
Why? Why did my daughter take my wet panties from me? I thought about Frank and the time he took my panties as a trophy of what he did to me, did she think the same way? I lay there completely naked from the waist down breathing shallow. Although the room was nice and warm, I felt goose bumps on parts of my skin.
I didn’t know how to proceed; I mean this was so much different than doing it by myself! Without looking at Kristy, I put one hand on my breast and the other on my firm stomach. Slowly I started rubbing my breast through my shirt as my other hand wormed it’s way down to my cleanly shaven pussy. My fingers touched my pussy lips and I ran one in-between them to my sopping wet hole.
“Uhhhmmm…” I moaned with pleasure.
I gave Kristy a look hesitating a moment. How far should I go with this, I kept asking myself. Kristy was so innocent, sheltered by me since she was my only girl and protected in every way. But she wasn’t a child anymore, she wanted to learn, to be able to experience and feel the pleasure of an orgasm! It was only right that I showed her how to reach it.
Making up my mind but deciding just to put on a show, I slowly parted my legs watching her… judging her reactions. As my legs spread open, so did her eyes and her mouth. She watched my pussy intently and the finger worming it’s way in between the moist parts. Something else became evident, I could smell myself! As soon as I spread my legs the wonderful smell of my sex permeated the warm air around us. I could tell my daughter smelled it too from the look of her nostrils slightly flaring.
She sat on my side, facing me about the knee level, watching… watching her Mother. As soon as my right knee touched her side, I realized it wouldn’t be enough. I also felt her shiver from the touch my leg made with her skin as I shivered as well… her skin was so warm!
I kneaded my nipple and rubbed my clit in circles driving myself crazy in front of my own daughter but I knew I needed to be spread wider. The wild lust filled sexual feeling slowly building up inside of me made the decision to open up more for me. I lifted my leg up bending it at the knee and slowly straightened it out with my toes pointing to the ceiling. Looking at Kristy I slowly moved it around my daughter and brought it back down on the other side of her. That really opened me up but now that leg was resting on Kristy’s thighs and she was between them. The contact with my daughter’s skin was driving me crazy!
Kristy’s eyes almost popped out of her sockets as she looked at my spread open pussy right in front of her. She sat there stiff backed and her hands rested on her thighs as if it was the only safe place to put them. In my mind, she made herself put them there so she wouldn’t let them wonder…
My breathing was already labored but now I started moaning softly to the rhythm of my own finger which by now was running into my hole and then up my slit and around my clit rubbing it in circles. I closed my eyes and continued this treatment until I felt my body tingling with warm, lustful feeling of release. Forgetting who was watching, I plunged three fingers into my pussy hole and fucked myself hard, in and out… in and out, moaning… moaning with pleasure I was giving myself!
I don’t know how much time has passed with me masturbating on my daughter’s bed… putting on a show for her. I opened my eyes one time and saw that Kristy was still in the same position but her right hand was buried deep in her crotch as she masturbated herself kneeling so close to me… watching me. Her face was flushed and she had a lustful look in her eyes, mouth open, lips dry.
I was so close… so close. I closed my eyes and pulling my shirt up over my breasts pinched my nipples hard pulling on them. That’s what I needed! Three of my fingers deep in my pussy and the kneading of my nipples combined to a moment of release and I screamed.
“Ohhhhh Myyyyy Goddddd… I’m cumming… yesssss… ahhhhhhhh…”
My body was thrashing on her bed in front of my daughter and then… then I heard it.
“Ahhhh… Ohhhhh… Oh fuck… yesssss… ahhhhhhh…”
It was Kristy, she was Cumming as well! In that moment of pleasure, I opened my eyes and saw her reclined back, knees apart and her hand furiously rubbing her clit as she came… came at the same moment I did. Ohhh the thoughts… seeing her pussy so blatantly open in front of me… her pussy lips apart… her hole visible, wet and dripping made my body… my orgasm so powerful I screamed watching her… watching my daughter’s sensual pussy to the point of almost loosing consciousness. I finally threw my head back and rode the last remaining waves of ecstasy.
Breathing hard I tried to come down. I lay there staring at the ceiling and didn’t move listening to Kristy’s breathing. After a while I lifted my head and saw that she was staring between my legs which were still spread open. She was reclined back supporting herself on her elbows with her knees spread open revealing her moist pussy to me. My eyes darted to her crotch for a quick look and I marveled at her dark lips and pink insides showing from between them.
Being with Suzie and Gina before made me lust for the taste of that flesh to the point of extreme and dangerous weakness. I swallowed hard. Afraid my daughter might recognize my thoughts I peeled my eyes away from her pussy and looked at her smiling.
“God that was wonderful. Did you… did you?” I mumbled.
She looked at me and smiled back.
“YES… YES I DID,” She said with such joy it made my heart flutter.
She pulled herself up and with one move threw her whole body over mine hugging me tightly.
“Oh my god Mom, I did. I did. Thank you so much, my god it was great, what a feeling. It’s… it’s indescribable!” The words were pouring out of my daughter as she lay on top of me laughing.
I laughed too hugging her close forgetting I was naked underneath her with my legs spread open. I felt her hips digging into the insides of my thighs but didn’t care. I felt her soft pussy grazing against mine but didn’t care.
The only thought that registered in my fuzzy brain was that I helped my daughter have an orgasm! I was the first one, in a way, to give her an orgasm!
“Mom, thank you so much. Thank you, thank you, thank you,” She said joyously and kissed me.
It was just a joyful kiss, a Mother-Daughter kiss but the longer it lingered… the more dangerous it was becoming. At that moment if felt as if time has stopped. Suddenly I felt her pussy touching mine and recognized the lewd position we were in. I looked into her eyes as she looked into mine. A few heart beats past and suddenly I felt her tongue slightly running across my lips. “NO” my mind screamed!
With shock I realized my hands were on her ass, her shirt around her waist. More tongue! “NO, I can’t!” my mind screamed again!
Lifting my hand off her ass I smacked her butt cheek with force. SMACK! Her eyes widened and she broke our kiss.
“Mooom!”
“Ok young lady, that’s enough fun for one day,” I said trying to stay calm breathing really hard.
“Ohhh, you always have to spoil the fun,” She said making a sad face.
Rolling off of me she lay beside me propping her head on her hand so she can watch me. I took the opportunity to pull my shirt down and cover my naked body. We continued to lay there talking about our experience, laughing together but slowly the thought of what I had to do today crept back into my mind. Frank and his friends!
She must have recognized the sudden change because she immediately became concerned.
“Mom, what’s wrong?”
“Oh nothing, why do you ask?”
“Mom, I can see something’s bothering you, come on tell me.”
“Kristy, I’m just a little sad that’s all,” I whispered looking away.
“You’re sad because of what we did… at what I asked you to do,” She whispered back.
I turned my head back to her sharply.
“No Kristy, what we did was wonderful… I mean, it’s wonderful that you were able to experience an orgasm. Believe me, that is great!”
She looked skeptical.
“It sure doesn’t look like it Mom. I understand, I’m… I’m a freak aren’t I?” She turned away from me sad.
No! This can’t be! She can’t possibly think that!
“No, of course not, Kristy you’re not a freak! You’re beautiful and it’s OK what we did, it was nothing, please believe me!”
My mind raced to figure out how to make her believe.
“Mom, please… I… I shouldn’t have asked you…”
I saw tears starting to form in her sad eyes.
“Kristy, it’s something else… I… I’m in trouble…” I whispered looking into my daughter’s eyes.
Her face suddenly changed from that of guilt to total interest and concern. What could I have done? I couldn’t let her think that she was a freak and allow her guilty feelings to consume her. No matter how much my common sense told me to keep it a secret, I lay there with my daughter and began a tale of how I got into this mess.
“God Mom, I didn’t know!” Kristy stared at me with so much sadness in her eyes it almost made me cry.
Up to this point she listened to me intently without any interruptions. I anticipated her calling me a slut, a whore for what I did but none of that happened. She looked at me the same, with love in her eyes and… and concern. I didn’t tell her anything about me and her brother of course, just the part about the photo shoot in the rail yard and what I did with Frank.
“I know. I don’t know what to do. I mean if I go there tonight who knows what that demented person will make me do! I can’t… I just can’t.” I buried my face in my hands and cried.
I felt Kristy come up close to me and put her arm around my shoulder.
“Mom, I know what to do. I know how to help you!” She exclaimed.
I lifted my head up and looked at her. She was really excited about something.
“I know who Frank is, Tommy introduced us a while back and I know his girlfriend, I’m really good friends with her! She can help us! I mean, she’s not his girlfriend anymore, they broke up a week ago. I know she can help us!”
I felt a glimmer of hope that I just didn’t want to let go…
“What… what can she do?”
“I don’t know, let me talk to her, I know we can come up with something.”
“Kristy, this is really private. Frank has my pictures, pictures that could ruin my marriage… that could ruin a lot of things for all of us.”
“I know Mom, I trust her completely, believe me. She’s a sweet girl that you would like as well. Please Mom, let me call her and ask, I won’t say anything about the pictures yet.”
Kristy looked at me with excitement and anticipation. She wanted to help, she wanted to protect me, I could tell.
“Ok, call her but remember, not a word about the pictures… yet and… thank you… thanks for understanding honey.”
“I always thought Frank was an asshole, I just didn’t know to what extent,” She whispered.
My daughter quickly hugged me and grabbed her phone starting to dial a number. I looked at the clock and realized I didn’t have that much time to get ready. I left Kristy and went to take a nice, long bath.
After the bath, wrapped in a towel I rummaged through my dresser and closet looking for clothes that would satisfy Frank. His instructions were very specific and I was afraid of consequences if I didn’t follow them. After finding what I was looking for I laid them out on the bed and dropped my towel. That’s when my bedroom door opened and Kristy walked in.
As soon as she saw me naked she stopped and looked at me running her eyes up and down my shapely body and as always, lingering on my crotch area. I thought about asking her to leave but why? She already saw more of me than I would allow her to see getting dressed. Deciding to let her watch, I smiled and grabbed the black stockings lying on the bed.
“So did you get a hold of your friend?” I asked putting my leg up on the bed.
Somewhat of an exhibitionist feeling ran up my body as my daughter watched me.
“Yes, I did and guess what… she’s going to help us, their break up was pretty nasty and she can’t wait to get back at him,” She said sitting down on the bed beside my leg.
I looked at her a little doubtful but listened intently to what she proposed. She explained everything to me and I had to admit, it sounded promising. By the time she was done I had a real hope that everything will turn out good.
“My god Kristy, could this really happen? Could you two really pull this off?”
“Yes Mom, she’s like my best friend, she’ll do it!” Kristy’s eyes dropped down to my hands as I pulled the stocking high on my thigh.
My legs were separated and my cleanly shaven pussy was visible to her from where she was sitting. Somehow I felt at ease with her looking, maybe it was due to the time we spent together earlier, I don’t know. Every time she looked at me this way it sent pleasurable tension coursing through my body. It was as if her eyes had sexual effect on me that intensified anything I felt at the time. I couldn’t understand it but it was very exciting.
“Ok, you two go ahead with it as I entertain Frank, but it has to be done before nine o’clock! That will be “zero hour” for us. I will keep him busy, without having sex with him, until then and one more thing… we have to keep our cell phones on. When you and your friend are done… completely done, you have to call me right away, understand?”
My wonderful daughter’s eyes shone with excitement and she stood up at attention saluting me as if I was a general giving orders.
“Yes sir, understand,” Than she sat back down laughing.
I grabbed the other stocking and did the same thing to my other leg making sure Kristy had a good view of my separated legs. I don’t know what made me do it, I just… just felt like being little risqué in front of my daughter. After all, we were both girls. I saw her looking too and it made me get Goosebumps where her eyes roamed.
Once my dark stockings were on, I slipped my black 4″ high heels on and grabbed the small pair of white lace see-thru panties and pulled them up just to find out how snug they were. The small crotch piece, which was completely see thru, rode up inside me separating my pussy lips pushing them to the sides and the back disappeared completely in between my ass cheeks.
I stared at myself in the tall mirror and remembered how Suzie looked at me in the shoe store. Shivering I glanced at Kristy. God, this was almost the same, just that it was my daughter looking at my half naked reflection in the mirror.
I pulled up the short mini skirt and put the loosely floating blouse on with no bra underneath.
“Oh my god, I can’t go out there like that,” I moaned looking at myself in the mirror.
Kristy looked with wide eyes on my reflection in the mirror. The heels made my legs look longer then they already were and the self supporting stockings wrapped around them tightly made them look very sexy. The skirt was so short that it barely covered my crotch area standing up! I turned around and realized that my ass was barely covered as well. I definitely could not bend without showing my panties.
My top was so loose and revealing in the front that most of my breasts were exposed, the very edges of the blouse barely able to hide my excited nipples. The thin straps holding my blouse up exposed my toned shoulders and long neck visible from under my pinned up hair. The sexy look combined with the state of my panties made me look incredibly arousing.
“My god Mom, you look HOT!” Kristy exclaimed.
“Yeah, and sluttish, don’t you think. No way. I can’t go out there like this,” I whispered looking at myself.
The weird thing was that it was exciting to show off like this… for some strange reason it was turning me on. But the thought of showing myself off like this in public…
“Mom, it’s OK. If I had your body I would be showing it off all the time. Listen you need to do this up until we carry out our plan, remember?”
She definitely had a way of putting me at ease and reminding me what had to be done. I walked up to the dresser and put on red lipstick. I bent over a bit and watched my daughter from the reflection in the mirror as she stole peeks between my legs. She was behind me watching and suddenly her eyes got bigger and she swallowed hard. I knew than that I just showed my daughter my panties! What about when I had to be in public???
After talking some more Kristy left to meet her friend and discuss the details of what they had to do. I walked around the house nervously trying not to think of what I was about to do. Every time I walked in front of the mirror I stopped for few seconds and admired myself, the way I looked… the way it made me feel. But as soon as I allowed myself to slip into this role of a… a slut, I got scared.
Finally, I couldn’t stand it. I decided to go and meet Frank. His first set of instructions was to drive to the nearby commute bus station and take the bus to the downtown shopping plaza and stand on the corner of J and 7th Avenue until he picks me up. Sounded easy enough until I put the clothes he wanted me to wear on.
I jumped into the car and drove off. The way there was quick, it only took ten minutes and after circling the crowded parking lot, I found a spot and parked. Looking around I saw several men walking up to the moderately crowded, enclosed bus stop.
My heart beat really fast and my stomach was in knots as I got out of the car taking great care not to spread my legs too much. I shut the door and locked the car walking towards an overhang where several people were already waiting for the bus.
The closer I got to the bus stop the more heads turned towards me. Older men, younger it didn’t matter, they all seemed to look and drink in my appearance with their eyes which reflected desire looking at me. I saw several women watching me with wide eyes, some of them smiling invitingly and some being intimidated by my erotically seductive look looked at me bashfully.
My heart was beating very fast as I made my way to the stop and took a position in a back corner waiting for the bus. The longer I waited the more people crowded around me and soon I was forgotten in the corner except for the few that were immediately around me.
A man in his forties with a dark goatee kept looking at me and smiling as if he wanted me to see he was interested. He stood in front of me and he wasn’t bad looking but I turned away from him because I didn’t want to indicate I was interested, I just wanted the damn bus to come and get this trip over with.
Something else was unfortunately happening to me. The more looks I received, the more glances and smiles, the more turned on I got! God I didn’t want to be, the thought of being turned on in a public place full of people just didn’t seem right. I thought it didn’t anyway. But the more leg I showed and the more people peeked at my cleavage the more excited I became.
My breathing soon came in gasps as the wall of people closed around me. I became aware of people on the side and behind me crowding in to the point I couldn’t turn in any direction and I felt bodies pressing against me. A young woman that looked to be in her early twenties and very pretty was directly in front of me now, facing me and as more people showed up waiting for the bus, the closer I was pushed against that woman.
Suddenly I felt a shove and my chest pressed against hers. I looked at her apologetically and smiled.
“Sorry, it’s really crowded today,” I said hoping she understood.
She didn’t reply she just smiled back giving me a quick look after which her eyes looked away in sort of a glazed fashion. Was she on drugs? She was beginning to bite her lower lip and her amazingly large chest was heaving as if in excitement. I didn’t understand what was happening to her but couldn’t pull away.
We were pinned to each other waiting in the mass of people as the afternoon sun started to warm the enclosed bus stop making my body lightly perspire. I became aware of her nipples poking into my breasts and realized that she was pierced! I felt the large orbital rings digging into my chest and her nipples hard as rocks pressing into my tender flesh. Was it me? Was it the fact that my barely covered breasts were pressed against hers? She didn’t look like the type that liked women.
As my curiosity wondered about the woman, I felt a touch on my leg! I froze from the contact and quickly turned my head in all directions to see who could have done that. The problem was that I couldn’t move! My hands were pinned to my sides and I couldn’t twist my body to find out who dared to touch me on my leg!
Looking around the best I could, I could not determine who had their hand on my leg. The touch was light but pronounced. The person that was doing it had his whole hand pressed against my inner thigh between my knee and my crotch. I didn’t want to cause a scene especially when I didn’t know who the perpetrator was so I didn’t do anything and decided to wait it out hoping they would stop.
Something else happened as I waited pinned to the woman with someone’s hand on my thigh. Somehow my feet got pinned between others and slowly, as if caused by the movement of the crowd around me, my feet were forced apart! It happened so slow that before I realized what was happening, my legs were at least three feet apart and I couldn’t bring them together!
That sent panic racing through me knowing how short my skirt was and how easy it would be to expose my pussy and ass having my legs spread apart in this fashion. I couldn’t believe this was happening! I felt my skirt ride up and knowing that my tiny pair of dark panties were see-thru, I just knew my pussy and ass were exposed. At that moment I was glad for the crowds of people around me since it was the only thing that prevented me from being humiliated in public.
“Oh god” I thought “How did I ever get myself into this”
Wait! Did that damn hand on my tight move up? Yes, oh my god I felt the invading touch higher now, the thumb of the outstretched fingers nearly up to my panties! Again I moved my head around in panic to see who might be doing that but because of the mass of people around me I couldn’t determine who it was.