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I went in the back door, which enters the kitchen, and was immediately surrounded by Moms arms. Shit! I should have checked out the front of the house.

Mom was hugging me tightly and saying, "OH, Thank God you're alright!"

Then she stepped back and I could see tears in her eyes.

"Why did you run off? Mom asked holding my hands. "When I found you were gone, I was worried sick."

"I had a bad night and went riding around." I said.

"Well, now you're home." Mom said and hugged me again. "Do you want me to fix you something to eat?"

"No, I'm not really hungry, Mom." But, I was hungry, hungry for answers, to all of the questions in my mind, hungry for an explanation of last night's events.

Mom poured us both a cup of tea and said, "Have some tea with me and let's talk."

Yeah, Mom let's talk, I thought. I'm scared that my happy uneventful life is over! Scared of my folks getting a divorce! Scared that Dad is going to punish me severely for my sneaking and peeping!

Mom came over and set the tea down, hugged my head to her chest, causing more confusion. And then she sat down across from me.

That was actually when I noticed Mom. When my ear hit her chest, my nose hit a tit and the back of my head hit the other tit. Mom wasn't braless under her light blue cotton blouse.

She was wearing a knee length skirt the same color as the blouse with her legs covered by very light brown nylons. She had light brown flat sole sandals on her small feet. Her hair was neatly styled and there didn't seem to be any makeup on her pretty face.

"Well," Mom began, "it seems everybody in this family, except your sister of course, had a very emotional night last night." Her eyes were bright and her lips formed a gentle smile. She was holding her cup in both hands as she looked in my eyes, checking for a reaction.

In that pause, I sipped my tea, as I thought, 'Emotional isn't exactly what I'm thinking.' Outright turmoil was running through my mind.

"Why did you have to take that job? I said lowly, not realizing I said it out loud.

Mom reached out and took my hand. "Me too, I've asked that too." Mom said. "But, you know, that job just made everything happen sooner." Mom then winked.

That winking was driving me crazy.

"Let me, kind of, start at the beginning." Mom said as she gently squeezed my hand.

"You, of course, know Donna Mitchell. Donna and I had been getting friendlier at school functions, talking more and more. Our conversations progressed to more personal topics. This threw me off as Donna just doesn't project this in her demeanor.

Slowly, I realized that there is more to this woman than she presents to the public. And then, one day, I went to the new SuperCenter on the other side of town.

I saw Donna there and she was dressed very different than usual. At first I thought it was just someone that looked like her. As I watched and moved closer, I saw clearly that this gorgeous woman was Donna. So, I said, "Donna! You... look fan...tastic!" Donna' head jerked toward me and she was flustered. She said, "Oh Patti, it's you!" Clearly, surprised, as she touched her throat and her stomach pulled tight. I knew instantly that she was startled and embarrassed. I went on about how good she looked and told her she should dress like that all of the time. We then shopped together as Donna told me part of her secret. "I would never dress like this around home.

This is my private life. My -- Very -- Private - Life." She made me promise that I would never tell anyone that I saw her like that.

"More, tea?" I asked, interrupting Mom.

"Yes, please." Mom replied.

As I got the tea Mom continued. "After meeting and talking to Donna that afternoon, I decided that I was going to find out about her, "Very Private Life."

Nothing happened for a while. I was delivering some material to be printed for the Mayors Antidrug Program when I saw Donna at a little sidewalk café. She was accompanied by a nice looking man in a suit. I simply got a coke and watched for a while. I noticed that Donna had removed her right shoe and her foot was up between his legs. This startled me and I thought Donna was a prostitute.

They finished eating and left. I followed them and they went to the office complex at the City Center. As you know, I go to the City Center quite often in my volunteer work. I wondered why I had never seen her there.

A couple of days later we were all at a school function and I was able to talk to Donna again. I mentioned seeing her and the gentleman at the café. She blushed and went, "Oh My." She asked if she could call me later as she didn't want to talk about it then.

When she called, she explained that it was just lunch with her boss at her "Private Life Job." I told her that I saw her foot, and she said she would have to explain over time because it was just too complicated to give an immediate answer. Well! She wasn't a prostitute which relieved me.

As I set the tea on the table, I asked, "Is that when you started talking to her more on the phone?"

"Why, yes it was." Mom responded, quizzically. Adding, "I forgot how observant you are." Again she winked.

Those winks were perturbing me.

Mom continued, telling me about how Donna was slowly over time explaining that she kept her home life and work life separate. Her home life was maintained as "Prim and Proper," without deviation. Her work life, however, was hers to enjoy as much as possible.

Mom and Donna thought alike in that. But, Mom couldn't see doing the double life act. Donna had said that she didn't want her work activities to affect her home and society standing. She wanted to give her daughter a simple life that was as stable and accepted by the community as possible.

As time went on Donna talked Mom into thinking about employment. She told Mom that she knew Mom would like working where she did. Mom kept busy with her volunteer and political work which didn't tie her down and allowed her to be constantly available to her family. Family was important to Mom.

Slowly the two women became confidants, revealing their thoughts to each other. Donna drew Moms sexual fantasies out.

I started squirming because this was exciting me.

Mom noticed and said, "Let's stop for now and get some air?"

That was fine with me.

Mom said, "Let's go for a ride." As she stood and left the kitchen she put her hand on my shoulder and dragged it softly across my neck. I got goose bumps at her touch. As we drove down the street Mom asked if there was anyplace in particular I wanted to go. Telling her no, I settled back in the seat. Mom drove out of town and was taking it nice and slow down a back road. I completely relaxed and fell asleep. The next thing I know, Mom is gently caressing my forehead and whispering my name.

"William, William, wake up honey, we're home."

I looked up into Moms smiling eyes, and then looking down her blouse, I said, "Gee Mom, I'm sorry I went to sleep on ya." Since I didn't sleep the night before it caught up with me in the car.

Mom said, "Come on inside." And she took my arm and pulled me up.

I shook the sleep from my head and followed Mom inside. I went to the bathroom and then into the kitchen for a coke.

Mom came up behind me and slipped her arms around my waist. I froze. Then she whispered in my ear, "Aren't you wondering how I knew about you're spying?" Her hands were now on my chest, fingers spread, pulling me into her. Her tits were pressing into my back and her warm breath on my neck had me trembling. I was weak. Mom then released me and said, "Come on."

I meekly followed Mom to the closet.

Mom opened the door and said, "You weren't very clean about it. I noticed dust on the clothes." She reached up and brushed dust off of the hanging garments. After cleaning up I started thinking of where the dust could be coming from, so I started looking around. Pointing at the shoe shelf I had made, she said, "I noticed the paint was wearing off the front. Then I noticed shoe prints."

Yep, the shoes on the shelves left sliding marks not imprints. Boy was I dumb.

"So looking up at the ceiling, I couldn't see anything out of place, but I noticed the plaque you made hanging on the wall." She was pointing at it. "I climbed up and moved the plaque and dust fell. So I raised it up and saw the hole in the wall. Still curious I removed the plaque and stood up so I could look in the hole. I was shocked, I could see into the living room, plainly and clearly.

Then I remembered the etched mirror you hung on the living room wall, and it hit me, a two way mirror. I went to the living room and looked at the mirror and then looked around the living room, thinking, what could you, be watching. You were watching me and your father having sex flashed in my mind. I put the plaque back, cleaned up, and finished my work thinking about being watched, watched by my son."

"Mom, I...I...I'm sorry." I stammered.

Mom reached up and caressed my cheek. "Shhhh," she said, "It's all right." "Didn't you notice that your father and I didn't do it in the living room very much, for a while?" Mom asked.

I could barely answer, "Yes."

Mom continued, "The thought of you watching, concerned me for a while, and then, it started turning me on. And then, you bought your father that etched "Ford" mirror. I listened to you convincing him to hang it where it is. Curious, I thought. Sure enough, when I checked the closet and saw your sisters' plaque, I knew you were not giving up. And, I was really turned on thinking about you watching.

I started thinking about you watching, and how I could put on a show for you. That's when I began putting mirrors in strategic locations. It wasn't easy keeping things decorative and functioning the way I wanted at the same time. It took me several tries to get them right. I decided that your father and I would do something sexual at every opportunity."

I threw my empty coke in the hallway trash can. I didn't notice that Mom removed her bra as I did.

"And, Oh yeah," Mom added, "when you're in your sneaky place, make sure you close the door and turn off the light." I had a puzzled look on my face, so Mom said, "If there is light behind you, those you're spying on can see you."

"I didn't know that!" I said, shocked at the revelation.

Mom chuckled and said, "Let's sit down. Get us something to drink and bring it to the living room."

Mom didn't say what, so I grabbed cokes and hurried to the living room. Mom was sitting in a chair and patted the couch for me to sit there. Mom grabbed her coke and leaned back, as she swung her feet up on the coffee table. I looked at her legs and smiled.

Mom continued about Donna. "As time went on Donna kept the suggestions going about my working. Especially, my working at the company, she worked. I just didn't want to put in forty hours at the same job everyday. I liked being able to do different things and seeing different people. I had many friends that I could see regularly. Donna didn't give up easily and she kept up easy pressure.

I began to think of some things we could use the extra money for. Like sending your sister to the Boarding School that offered her the extended math lessons, this summer. Letting you take that Canadian trip you wanted. Your father and I could buy that little cabin we talked about.

A - und, there were the sexual things, I thought about."

"You mean the sex at work?" I asked questioningly.

"Noooo, the fantasies I had about your watching." Mom replied. "I started thinking about things to do and how to do them. Slowly, I did things with your Father to deliberately excite you. The effects it had on your Father brought us closer. Your Father always was excited by me and now my actions were turning him on more. It was no longer a quick hand job in the car, but a blowjob. I would flash him in public. I would touch him in public. And your Father was responding to me more and more. His added attention, especially at home, was making my adventurous spirit grow."

With her feet on the coffee table, leaning back in the chair, arms at her sides, holding her coke in her lap. It hit me as I looked at Mom, 'She's braless. When did she take her bra off?' I asked myself. 'She wasn't braless as she told me about finding my "Spying Spots". Whenever she did it, she was fast about it. I'm staring, uh oh, look away.' Mom noticed and adjusted herself in the chair.

"I also started giving you the opportunity to see me in various stages of undress. I would walk from the bathroom instead of darting from it. I would hold the towel in front of me, leaving my back and ass exposed, instead of wrapping up. Many times, I wore large neckline tops, because I knew they gave a better view looking down them. I also bent over more so you could look, but I seldom caught you looking.

Many times I was pantyless at breakfast with a short nightshirt on. Partly for your Father and partly for you, because I knew when I reached up or bent over my ass and pussy could be seen. It seemed to me that you just weren't interested as I hardly ever caught you watching."

"Oh, I was watching, Mom!" I blurted out.

"Oh, really, what did you see?" Mom responded.

"I liked the breakfasts most of all. Those nighties and short night shirts always had me excited. It was damn hard to not stare. There were a few times that I saw you leaving the bathroom. One time in particular, I saw you walking from the bathroom naked. I saw you from behind and from the front as you walked." Mom was smiling real big and moving her feet.

"You caught the frontal view in the hall dressing mirror, didn't you?" Mom said.

"How did you know?" I said, quizzically.

Laughing, Mom said, "Why do you think I put it there?"

Checking the clock Mom said she could use a nap and I probably could too, since I fell asleep in the car. We had enough time to get a nap before Dad got home. So, off to our respective bedrooms we went.

After laying down and falling into a nice dream, I groggily opened me eyes to see Mom standing naked in my doorway. I didn't know if it was a dream or real. Either way I went back to sleep and had an unbelievable dream.

Dad woke me up, which scared the shit out of me. I jumped up at the sound of his voice and he said, "Down boy, the boogeyman's not going to get you." I was still nervous about last night.

I don't know why but Dads are always more of a threat than Moms. My tension and fear eased up during supper as the three of us acted and interacted normally. Last night didn't happen.

After supper, Dad reminded me that my chores weren't done. I dutifully went about doing the work that was expected of me. A couple of times, I thought someone was watching me. I looked around but saw no one and I continued working. I finished up and went to my room but before I could settle in Dad popped his head in and said he had rented a movie. "If you want to watch it with us, come on." He said. I said that I was checking out a new video game and would pass. And so I played DOOM until bedtime.

As I lay in my bed ready for sleep I thought, "Whew, things aren't falling apart after all. Mom is explaining herself and Dad is the happy guy he always was." Then I fell asleep.

At breakfast I was looking for some of Moms flashing but didn't see much. She had on one of her "House Blouses" as she called them. She was braless but the blouse prevented any view of her tits. And yes she was wearing panties, not sexy ones but white cotton ones. With breakfast over, Mom walked Dad to his car. I was disappointed but life does go on. There would be other opportunities to see Mom. I just didn't know it would be in a few minutes.

When Mom came back in she stopped in the doorway and asked, "Aren't you supposed to work at the recycling center today?"

"Oh, Shit!" I said. "I forgot all about it!"

"You better hurry up, it's a long ride." Mom said as she "Mooned" me. Then she turned around and her blouse was open barely covering her tits. Further down was that tuft of hair on her mound. Then as she disappeared she said, "You have to go and I have housework to do."

I wanted to stay home but knew I was expected to go. "One fulfills their obligations." I thought about that tease all day. I ended up working longer than expected and got home late for supper.

After supper a friend called and I went to his house for the evening. When I got home Mom was already in bed and Dad was finishing up with some work on Moms car.

By the time I got up, Dad was gone and Mom was cleaning up. I got leavings and watched Mom. Mom said, "Oh, your friend Carol called. She's trying to get bodies for something or other, and wanted me to tell you to come over."

"Carol and her projects," I said. "She's always trying to get everybody involved in something."

"She sounds like a nice girl, you should go over." Mom said.

That's when I noticed I could see through Moms top.

"Go ahead and go over to Carol' house. You need to spend time with your friends." Mom said as she stroked my head.

And those tits were right there.

I went to Carol' and found that I made number eight. Carol took us to some old couple's house to cleanup and fix things. We finished up around one and I rode around a while before going home. When I got home Mom asked what we did and I told her about the old couple. Then I asked, "Why do old people insist on paying for everything?"

Mom said, "It's probably because they had it hard in their life and they feel nothing's free."

I slowly asked a question I wasn't sure I should ask, "Mom the stuff on that video, I mean, is what you did normal?"

"Normal," Mom said with a raised eyebrow and a smile,

"Let's see. You know Mrs. Willson, she drives to the city two or three times a week to shop for a fuck. She shops around until someone picks her up and then she goes with them and fucks as much as she can. Well, she has AIDS, and now she has to explain it to her five kids and husband.

And, Mrs. Addison, she drives to the interstate and prostitutes to truckers. She's been arrested twice.

The preachers' wife, Virginia Anne, has a circle of lady friends. A video of them found its way to the internet.

Ms. Turney at school does web cam sex. How many of the kids at school live with their original parents?"

Thinking a minute, I said, "Not many."

"Oh, they are not swingers! Or wife swappers!" Mom said, sarcastically. They just divorce every four, five or ten years, and marry new meat. I can think of four women in this county that each has four kids and each kid has a different father. It's all legal, they're not swinging.

Normal! There isn't any such thing! There is just what people do until they cross the line of legal and illegal.

The feelings we are having and the direction it is taking us are considered both illegal and immoral. On the illegal side, I feel someone has to be hurt for it to be truly illegal. It's not hurting me, so, if you say it's hurting you, then it stops right now."

I stammered, "I don't feel hurt."

"On the immoral side," Mom continued, "God made us this way and God doesn't make mistakes! If he didn't want us to be this way he wouldn't have made us this way. Besides, Men wrote all of the religious writings and those writings are so full of inconsistencies there is no clear path! And God wouldn't be inconsistent! That is my view! But, if you say we stop, we stop right now!

I'm staring at the vision of Moms tits through her blouse.

Mom's smiling and says, "You got pretty dirty. You should take a shower." Then she turned me around and pushed me into the hallway.

After my shower I went to the kitchen for a coke. Mom was cooking supper and Dad would be home any time.

Mom stopped cooking and said, "I better put more clothes on."

As I looked up, Mom turned letting her blouse slide down her arms. She was naked and walking without stopping out of the kitchen. She grabbed the door jam with her right hand and her blouse was hanging from her wrist. Talk about a quick look. Mom had just flashed me.She was back as quick as she left. She was now wearing a house dress that covered her completely from knees to shoulders. I was setting the table and thinking of trying to "cop-a-feel." But, I heard Dad coming through the door. The rest of the day was uneventful and "normal."

Mom went to work the next day because it was payday. I found a pair of Moms panties hanging on the bathroom door. Mom is quite neat so this was unusual. Did she just forget or did she leave them on purpose? I held them to my face and inhaled deeply savoring Moms fragrance. Them I pulled my pud and made sure I came where the panties cradled Moms pussy.

I called a buddy and we went riding around town. I asked him outright if he heard about any teacher posing on the web. He smiled from ear to ear and said, "Ms. Turney." He told me that he new a couple of guys that whispered about her all the time. He asked what was going on and they showed him one night. He said she never shows her face but there are things to identify her. The most obvious is the birthmark on her shoulder. It looks like a little angel.

Then he said she always wears the same necklace and bracelet or watch she wore to school that day. He kept saying that she never shows her face. "Man, I wish she would show her face." He would say.

He told me some of the stuff she would do and it had the boys jerking for her.

He told me how to get to her webcam without paying or telling who you were. We passed the day with riding, swimming, talking and going to his house to slip a look at his Dads porn collection.

I went home well before Mom or Dad would be home. I was messing around in the living room and spotted a disk between the DVD player and the Sat Receiver. I picked it up and it was Moms video.

I became apprehensive and looked around quickly. Then I thought, copy it. I went to my room and started copying the disk when I heard someone. My heart stopped as I listened, thinking, "I'm caught." Someone knocked on the door and I checked to see who it was. It was a couple of those religious people that go around to peoples houses to convert them. I didn't answer the door and watched until they left.

I had just finished copying the disk and was returning it to the living room when Mom walked in. Quickly holding the disk out of sight, I froze.

Mom smiled and said, "Hi, There."

I shuffled around and moved as Mom passed by me heading down the hall. I quickly put the disk back and went to my room, sweating, over just about being caught.

Mom called me and said she forget a sack in the car and asked me to get it for her. I got the sack and brought it in to the kitchen and put it on the counter.

When I turned around, Mom said, "William, I have something for you." And she slowly removed her blouse. My mouth opened and I stammered, "Ah...Ah...Ah." "Like them do you," she giggled and slowly walked over to me. Her tits shook so beautifully.

"Ohhhh, Mmmmy." I muttered. As Mom reached me she took my hands and guided them to those wonderful tits.

I went, "OH!" And Mom sighed, put her arms on my shoulders and crossed her hands behind my head, and said, "Go ahead and feel them. That is what you want, isn't it?" Not sure I rubbed them gently with my hands. They were better than I imagined. Moms' nipples hardened and stuck way out.

I was hard. Those tits of my dreams were in my hands and, "They felt wonderful!" Easily, I pinched a nipple and Mom said, "Mmmm, your hands feel so good."

Then Mom grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head. I looked pleadingly into her eyes. She put my hands back, closed her eyes and sighed deeply. I bent forward and kissed a nipple. Mom moaned and I kissed the other one. Mom now had her hand on the back of my head gently holding me in place. Her other hand was caressing my back.

Each time I sucked Mom moaned. I don't know if it was my imagination or what, but, I thought I was getting milk. Oh! God! It felt good. After letting me suck a bit, Mom pulled me up and pressed those now wet tits into my chest. My arms went around her and I gently rubbed her back. With both hands holding my head she kissed me passionately. I came in my pants, shaking as I did so. Mom stepped back smiling. I stammered, "O...O...Oh, Shit!"

"You came in your pants, didn't you?" Mom stated. And she stepped in and gave me a quick kiss, poking me with those tits again. "That's OK, it happens sometimes. We need to quit now, so you go clean up and I'll get supper ready." ... "Your father will be home soon. Let's keep this to ourselves for now. Our little secret."

Your damn right I'll keep this a secret, I said to myself. Damn, I hope that wasn't it. I want MORE! For some reason I thought Dad would magically know what Mom and I did. So I was really nervous when Dad got home. I listened intently, hopeing I wasn't in trouble. All I heard was him asking, "Where's William?" Mom told him I was in my room. "Whew, Dads not mad," I thought.

At supper everything was normal with no hint of me and Mom today. When supper was over Dad reminded me to clean up. Life, as usual.

Nothing else happened that night. I stayed in my room and tried to play video games while my thoughts were of those fantastic tits. The way they felt in my hands, in my mouth. I was in heaven.

Mom told me of my viewing mistakes and she wasn't mad. She actually liked the fact that I was watching her. She said so. She even helped set things up for better watching which turned her on.

And then, OH "Shit!" she showed me her tits and put my hands on them. My dreams were coming true. Would there be more? I hoped so. I had wet dreams all night. I woke up after them and looked around to return to reality.

We all ate breakfast and talked as usual. When breakfast was over I started cleaning up and Mom walked Dad to the car.

Mom walked into the kitchen as I was finishing up and said, "We need to talk some more, don't we?"

I answered, "Yes," and added, "Tea?"

"Yes, please," Mom said as she sat down.

I brought the tea over and sat across from Mom.

"William," Mom chuckled, "William." As I looked in her eyes, slowly coming back to reality, she said, "You were staring at my tits.

Blushing, I said, "I'm sorry"

"That's OK Honey." She said. "Here, I'll give you something to look at while we talk." Then Mom unhooked and removed her bra without exposing herself.

Her t-shirt clung to her tits like a second skin. I could actually see her dark aureole through the material. And her nipples were pushing the material out.

Mom gave her chest a quick shake and giggled. As her tits stopped shaking, Mom said, "OK! Calm down boy. We need to finish our talk."

She then proceeded with, "Where was I? Oh yeah, Donna had finally gotten me to confide my fantasies, or at least, some of them. We started talking more and more on the phone. It proceeded to the point that Donna told me of her day at work. I accused her of making it up. Donna said, "Well, it could be a fantasy, or it might just be the truth. And, if it is the truth, wouldn't that be the best place to work?"

And she added, "Let me tell you what happened the day you saw me at the café. My boss and I went back to work and he called me into his office. He told me to remove my panties and come over to sit in front of him, on another chair. As I sat down, he dropped his pants and shorts. He told me to raise my skirt and use my foot again. I promptly did as told. As my toes touched his balls he started getting hard. I gently caressed his cock and worked my toes up and down his rapidly hardening shaft. A droplet appeared at the head of it and I massaged it with the ball of my foot.

My boss was leaning back and moaning. He then looked at my foot playing with his cock and said, "Use both feet." I then used both feet to work on his dick and balls.

From that point on he never took his eyes off of my feet. He was soon moaning and fucking my feet as they went up and down his shaft.

When he stiffened for ejaculation, I pulled his cock toward me and his first shot made it all the way to my panty covered pussy. A spurt, down my legs and finally finishing up with several globs on my toes, his cock pulsing in my feet, he finished up.

He was sitting there breathing hard and said, "That was intense."

I was still gently rubbing his now soft cock with cum soaked feet.

"Don't clean up," he said, "I want you like that all day." I put my heels back on, pulled down my skirt and went back to work.

Every so often, he would call me into his office and say, "Show me." I would put my foot on his desk in front of him. He could clearly see my, cum soaked toes and nylons around the thin straps of my heels. I would then slowly pull my skirt up to my waist so he could see the trail of dried cum up my legs to my pussy.

He always said, "Good, very good." Twice, he called me in to show another boss. And they said they would have to try that some time."

I told Donna that was a good story and she replied, "I have pictures."

One day Donna asked if I could go with her to a "Truck Stop" out of town. She didn't want to go there alone and she needed to meet a truck with some packages. I said I would and we met at the SuperCenter.

She jumped in my car and we drove to the truck stop. Donna bought lunch and we ate and talked until a guy walked up and asked if one of us was Ms. Mitchell.

I pointed at Donna and she raised her hand. He said he had some packages for her and asked her to pull around to the back of his truck. Well, I was driving, not Donna. So off we went.

As we pulled around to the truck parking area Donna said, "Now do you see why I don't like coming here alone?" The packages filled the trunk and back seat. The driver had Donna sign for them and gave her a copy of the bill.

Donna said, "Lets not go back yet," as I pulled away.

We went back inside and ordered more coffee. Donna said, "I really need to "Thank You" for helping me."

I told her to think nothing of it as she slipped under the table. I said, "Donna! What are you doing?" as I felt her hands on my thighs. Looking around quickly, I realized that we were in a back booth and no one could see us. Just then the waitress walked up with our coffee. She asked if my friend had left and I said, "Not exactly," trying not to squirm.

The waitress smiled and left as Donna was pulling me to the edge of the seat. I let out a low scream as Donna pulled on my panties. She had them off in a flash and stuck her hand up at me to take them. I grabbed them and stuck them in my purse, looking around nervously. Donna started licking my pussy and even though nervous, I responded.

Your Father ate my pussy at a restaurant once, but this wasn't your Father. It was feeling so good, and I moved forward a little more and slumped down a bit. I came biting on my finger so people wouldn't hear. Donna kissed her way down my thighs and popped back up on the seat.

I straightened up as Donna said, "You are so sweet. My boss will love licking your pussy off of my face. I told him you saw us that day at the café."

My car was full of packages so I had to take them to her office. Donna went inside to get help and returned with the same man, her boss, she was with at the café. He unloaded the boxes as Donna and I watched. When he finished, Donna pointed at me and said. "This is the friend I told you about. I've just eaten her pussy and it's all over my face."

Her boss inhaled deeply around her face and then looking at me said, "She smells heavenly." I was blushing deeply and fidgeting to leave, when he kissed Donna and started licking her face. "Ummmm, good." He said and wiped Donna' face with a tissue. Now, I was really nervous and moving to leave. But, Donna was kneeling down and unzipping his pants.

I froze thinking, "Is she really going to suck this mans cock in front of me?"

Her hand reached inside and retrieved his cock. She quickly licked the end of it and sucked it in her mouth. Donna' boss moaned and I watched as she sucked him to hardness.

She was mouthing his cock slowly and deliberately while looking straight into my eyes. I was mesmerized by the sight. Shortly his cock pulsed and he grunted. Still looking into my eyes Donna' lips, mouth, and throat were taking it all. Then after what seemed like an hour her lips released his cock. She put it back and zipped him up.

He turned and walked away as Donna said, "Job benefits are wonderful here." I couldn't believe what I had just seen. Donna guided me to my car and I took her back to the SuperCenter.

I drove home as fast as I could, took a shower, and passed out playing with my pussy."

I was staring straight ahead and didn't even see Mom get up. She had removed her skirt and was standing next to me with a bare pussy. As she gently turned my head, I came to, looking into her pussy. I was open mouthed and speechless looking at it.

Finally, Mom said, "Something wrong, William?"

Looking up I said, "OH, NO. Nothing wrong Mom. I...I just don't know what to do."

Mom moved a little closer and I could smell her pussy. The fragrance had me spellbound. I moved my face closer and my nose touched her pubic hair. I was lost, time was standing still. Slowly, my vision returned, as I felt Mom gently stroking the back of my head. I realized then that my tongue was slowly licking the top of her pussy. Mom was moaning lowly, obviously enjoying the movements of my tongue. I didn't want this to stop, lost in the emotional and physical sensations. Mom tasted so good. Then she slowly moved her hand between my tongue and that delicious pussy.

When the contact was broken Mom raised my chin and said "Let's get more comfortable." She stood me up and kissed me before taking my hand and leading me to the couch.

She sat down pulling me to my knees and quickly kissed me before leaning back into the couch. She had placed my hands on her thighs and with lust in her eyes said, "Go ahead, and eat me. Eat mommy's pussy."

I started rubbing my face on her thighs and softly kissing her smooth skin as I worked toward that spot I wanted badly. Mom's hands were in my hair rubbing my head and gently pulling me into her.

When I finally kissed her pussy Mom moaned loudly and pushed it up into my mouth.

All I knew was, I wanted to kiss, lick, and suck the whole thing. I started at the bottom and slowly licked up one outer lip, and then I quickly trailed the tip of my tongue down across and licked up the other outer lip.

Mom' pussy got real wet and she was moaning, "Yes. Yes. Yes. Eat Mommy's pussy."

I flattened my tongue on the bottom of her pussy and licked slowly up the center. Her outer lips puffed up and the inner lips I had just parted were bright red.

There was liquid oozing out at the bottom of the opening and I licked it up. It tasted smooth and lingered on my tongue.

I started licking and sucking at different spots along those engorged lips, before finally licking hard on her clit.

Mom shook rapidly and pulled my mouth into her, locking me in place. Her pussy gushed on my face.

"I made Mom cum!"

When Mom relaxed I licked up that tasty fluid and went back to doing what I had been dreaming of for some time.

I didn't want to ever stop. The emotions and sensations had me delirious. I moved my hands slowly up Moms stomach as I kept my mouth and tongue working on her delicious pussy.

As my hands went further up Moms body she was rolling her hips moving her pussy all over my face. I could barely keep up with her.

I moved my hands to her sides as she put her feet on my shoulders. Then she dropped her knees and her pussy became even more accessible.

I continued my actions, actions I enjoyed every moment of, slowing only to give long sucks on her clit.

Now it seemed like Mom was in a constant orgasm and the fluid flowed more than I could keep up with.

My hands were on the sides of Moms tits. Mom moaned, "Yes. Yes. Knead them. Pull them."

As I covered them with my hands Mom moaned and rolled her hips. I had noticed that Mom would thrust her pussy forward when I would stick my tongue in her pussy and lick up, curling my tongue up in the top of the slit and then licking up and over her clit.

Mom was fucking my tongue. If I pulled her nipples while doing it Mom had orgasm after orgasm.

I was hard as a rock, with my dick confined in my pants. The pressure was killing me.

Mom finally took my hands and moved them down away from her tits and gently pushed my face from her pussy as she said, "I can't take any more," weakly.

My face was covered with her cum and my hands were trying to free my throbbing dick. Mom was smiling at me as I said in a lust filled voice dick in hand, "Help me."

Mom said, "We can't fuck, yet. But I'll suck you off." And with that she got up and pushed me down on the couch.

As her lips parted and my dick entered her mouth I came uncontrollably. Mom quickly sank down on my dick and sucked hard while tickling my balls. As my spasms subsided Mom slowly eased my dick out of her mouth with her hand and said, "Mmmm delicious, I'm feeding you right." Then she added, "That was too quick you deserve a good blowjob after pleasing me the way you did."

I wasn't completely soft and Mom started working her talented mouth on me. In a few minutes she had me coming in her mouth again, this time looking me in the eyes as I shot spurt after spurt.

I was watching with lust filled eyes as my Mom sucked cum from my dick again. I started to lean up but Mom pushed me back and playing with my dick started kissing my inner thighs, the folds of my legs and my balls. I was hard again as Mom licked under my balls to my asshole.

I jerked and Mom snickered. She worked her way to the tip of my dick and swirled her tongue around it.

"Oh Man, How many times have I dreamed about her doing this," I thought.

Mom licked the head of my dick and opened her mouth slipping it inside. She flicked her tongue around the underside and slowly twisted her head. Looking me in the eyes she again worked her lips down my dick as her tongue massaged the underside.

I was getting harder due to the expert way she used her mouth. And it was driving me to another orgasm. Mom kept her eyes on mine as my entire length went into her mouth and her chin touched my balls.

I flinched as I thought I was going to cum again. But, Mom squeezed the base of my dick with her fingers and held still. She stopped my orgasm and slowly backed her mouth up my dick. When her lips touched the head she sucked and worked her tongue. Then she again started down my shaft. It was absolutely wild.

I now had my hand in Moms hair and was rubbing her head. Over and over she repeated her movements until I said, "Oh God! Mom I gotta cum. Please let me cum. I can't take it any more."

Mom let go of my dick and moved her head up and down slowly. I stiffened in orgasm and Mom pushed her face down on me working her lips, jaw, and throat.

I was now trying to fuck Moms face. It felt like I wasn't going to stop cuming. Jerking while my eyes went back and I went limp.

As I opened my eyes Mom was sucking the head of my now limp dick, getting the last drops.

I said, "I Love You." Mom said, "I Love You too Honey."

As I leaned forward to stand up Mom grabbed and kissed me. Then she whispered in my ear, "I hope you liked your blowjob. You deserved it after the way you ate my pussy."

"Oh God Yes, anytime you want Mom, any time you want.""You go get cleaned up first. We have to pick up your father and go get your sister."

Off I went to the shower. As I dressed Mom showered. As Mom walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, I was standing in my doorway. Mom smiled as she walked and hesitated as I asked, "Can I watch you get dressed?"

"That's a new one, wanting to watch a woman get dressed." Then looking down and smiling Mom said, "Sure, why not."

I followed Mom into her bedroom and sat on the chair at her dressing table. Mom picked up a tube of lotion and sat on the bed. She looked lovely sitting there, her hair wrapped in a towel and her upper half snuggled in its covering. She applied lotion to her arms, shoulders and neck. Then she rubbed it onto her feet. I was turned on by Mom rubbing lotion on her feet. Something about rubbing a woman' feet, turned me on. I was further turned on by Mom rubbing lotion on her sensuous legs. She held them up and out as she slowly rubbed the lotion in.

My thoughts were interrupted as Mom asked, "Would you do my back? I always have to wait for your father to do my back." She patted the bed and I went and sat down next to her. Mom handed me the lotion and turned sideways letting the towel fall. I took a deep breath and gulped as I started rubbing the lotion all over Moms back. Mom went, "Mmmmmm." And it was over all too quickly.

Mom turned back and gave me a quick kiss then patting my face said, "You can go back and sit down."

Mom then stood and rubbed lotion on her ass, stomach and tits. It gave me another hardon. Then mom picked up some powder and using the fuzzy applicator applied the powder around and on her tits. After swirling the applicator in the box, she applied powder to her hips, pubic hair, and upper legs.

Mom went to her lingerie drawer and picked out a sexy pink lace matching bra and panties and a very light lavender garter belt. Then putting the bra straps on her arms she pulled the bra up into place

Turning her back to me and looking over her shoulder she said, "Would you, please?"

I went over and hooked her bra, dry mouthed, unable to speak. Mom used her hands to adjust her tits inside the bra. She hooked the garter belt in front and moved the hooks behind her. I was watching intently.

She then stepped into each hose and slowly pulled them twisting and smoothing as she went up her legs. Then she would reach down to her ankles and run her hands up the full length of her legs.

She put each garter belt strap to the top of her hose and slid the lock into place. I was puzzled because Mom still hadn't put on her panties. Then Mom bent over with her back to me, giving me a last look at her pussy, slipped the panties up her legs. With a last wiggle she pulled her panties into place and ran her hands around over them.

Mom told me to sit on the bed so she could use the dressing table. She removed the towel and began styling and drying her hair, after which she quickly applied makeup. Mom didn't use much make-up; she just basically highlighted her features.

Mom then went to her closet and picked out a rose pink matching blouse and skirt putting them on. She finished everything off with very light lavender high heels.

Putting her arms over her head Mom twirled around and asked, "How do I look?"

I stammered, "Y...Y...You look great Mom!"

"Well, did you enjoy watching me get dressed?" Mom asked breaking the silence.

"Hell, Yeah! As much as seeing you get undressed!" I replied.

Checking the time, Mom said, "We have time for a quick cup of tea," and walking provocatively she headed to the kitchen. I was behind her, mouth drooling.

Once in the kitchen, what Mom said hit me? "You said we needed to pick up the lizard." I said.

Mom gave a stern look and said, "I've told you not to call her that, William!"

"I'm sorry," I replied. I called her that because her name is Elizabeth and everyone called her "Liz," and Liz is short for lizard. She was a cold blooded bitch, to me.

"What I meant to say is, "We need to pick up your sister's graduation present." It's at the jewelers in the city. Your father said we should all go and have some fun. Kill two birds with one stone as it were. We could pick up the present, go eat at a restaurant and then see a movie.

"Is that OK with you?" Mom purred.

We drove to get Dad and as he walked out of his office I noticed that he had changed at work. Then, it was, off to the city. A, forty minute, drive.

Mom getting dressed played over and over in my mind. A woman dressing is just as erotic as a woman undressing. Sis's present was a fancy watch. It didn't do anything for me, I mean, a watch is a watch.

We went to a restaurant whose business was people not crowds. The woman who greeted us as we entered showed us to a table and said our waitress would be with us shortly. The table was already set with everything but plates.

I jokingly said to myself, "I guess we're eating off the table." The waitress stepped up with water and filled our glasses. Then she took our order. Mom did the ordering and she wanted a "Chinese Sampler." It wasn't on the menu, but the waitress said, "Yes, Ma'am, I'll return shortly."

We all talked for a few minutes and two waitresses walked up carrying huge trays which they sat on a stand another waitress carried. Then they sat plate after plate and bowl after bowl of food on our table. There was no way we were going to eat all of that food!

Dad said, "Holy Shit, Annie! Are you fattening us up for the kill?

"Just enjoy your meal, guys," Mom replied. We talked, laughed and ate. We all told each other how good or bad each plate was and fed each other bites of what we liked. It was hilarious and I ate way too much.

It was off to the movie, which Mom picked out. A, "Lovey-Dovey," flick. I rolled my eyes and Mom patted my head the same time Dad grabbed my shoulder and shook it gently. In unison they said, "Loosen up and watch."

After the movie started Dad put his arm around Mom and she snuggled into him. The movie really wasn't that bad. During the movie I noticed Mom and Dad occasionally kissed. During one of these kisses I noticed Dads hand was inside Moms blouse, under her bra, massaging her tit. I was a little jealous. As I lowered my eyes, I saw that Mom had her hand in Dads pants, playing with him. I looked at Mom and she winked at me.

During the drive home I dozed off in the back seat. I missed Mom giving Dad a blowjob.

At home Mom fixed drinks and said she had a video for us to watch. "Oh, shit! Mom is going to make me watch another "Chick Flick." I said to myself.

Mom handed me my drink with a great big smile on her face. I took a sip and it was all I could do to not spray it across the room. Mom had made all three of us a "Rum and Coke."

As I slowly sipped my drink Mom left Dad and me in the kitchen. I was nervous standing there in front of Dad. It seemed like Mom was gone a long time. When she returned, she was obviously braless. I wondered if she was pantyless as well.

Stepping between Me and Dad, Mom took our hands and led us to the living room. The lights were low and the TV was on. I started to break off and sit in the recliner, but Mom gripped my hand and led us to the couch. She plopped down on the couch and pulled us down next to her. Mom turned Dads head with her hand and kissed him, then said to him, "Watch the movie with an open mind." Then she turned, kissed me, and said, "Relax and enjoy it." Mom snuggled into Dad and was rubbing the inside of his leg as the video started.

Mom was naked from the waist down, her tits bouncing under her T-shirt, leading me to the couch. My heart stopped as Dad said, "Patricia! William!"

Mom put her fingers to Dads lips and sultrily said, "Shhhh. It's all right, watch."

I was ready to jump and run, and if Dad had moved, I was gone. I looked around to see where Mom had put the camera as the view changed directions. Oh! Shit! There are two cameras. Then I spotted them. One was on the end table at my side of the couch. The other was on the top of the candle frame behind the couch. And on both of them the red light was glowing.

"Oh, great! Mom's going to have a video of Dad killing me." I muttered. Moms hand covered my lips.

I looked up and there on the TV was me eating Moms pussy.

"It looks like the boy is doing a good job for his mother," Dad said in a low voice.

Mom had Dads shirt and pants open. Dads dick was making a tent in his shorts and Mom was kissing his chest. Moms hand moved to Dads dick and pushed it to his belly. Her hand slid down its length over his balls and gently squeezed. Dad worked his pants and shorts down his thighs and Mom quickly grabbed his dick. Pumping slowly and sucking his neck Mom brought Dad to orgasm. As Dad started to shoot Moms mouth was on his dick catching the warm cum she adored. Mom slowly let Dads dick fall to his stomach and said, "This isn't so bad, is it?" Dad said, "Hell no, Annie, Hell no."

Mom stood up and with a little dance removed her skirt and panties, leaving her garter belt and hose alone. Then while slowly rolling her hips she closed her eyes and opened her blouse exposing her swaying tits.

Dad had all of his clothes off and I just sat there open mouthed. Dad had his hand on his dick as Mom bent down and pulled me up.

Mom undressed me as I stood there completely out of it, muttering, "Wah...Wah...Wah." As Mom bent to push my shorts down, her tongue licked a drop of cum off my dick. Mom now had me naked and pushed me back down on the couch and turned toward Dad. She bent over to pick up our glasses. Dad was watching her tits sway and I was staring at her pussy.

'Huh, there is something stuck in Moms pussy. What is that? And when did she put it in her pussy?'

Mom stayed like that as she said, "I want you two to watch me give my son a blowjob while I refresh our drinks."

I was alone, naked, sitting on the couch with my Dad, while a video of Mom sucking me off played on the TV. I was in a trance with all of this going through my mind.

Mom returned with our drinks as the video showed her squeezing my dick to stop my orgasm. "OH, this is the best part," she squealed like a school girl and shook her body. Dad and I, still staring at the TV, didn't respond. Mom then went around the couch. She leaned down to whisper and blow in Dads ear, "Now watch as your beautiful wife sucks down all of your Son's sweet cum."

I fainted and Dad shot cum clear up in Moms hair.

Mom came around and sat in my lap. Looking at Dad she said, "Now you get to watch a first of firsts as your Wife and Son fuck."

Dad moaned whispering, "First of firsts?"

Mom said, "Yessss! Your son is going to Fuck his Mother for the first time," in the sultriest wanting voice I ever heard.

Moms left hand was massaging my neck as I kissed and nibbled her tit. My right hand was barely touching her back as it roamed around. My left hand was doing the same thing to her thigh. Mom raised her hip and reaching down she pulled a vibrating dick out of her pussy. I couldn't see it but the cameras and Dad did. As she held it up she licked the length of it with the tip of her tongue. Smiling she leaned slightly and stuck it in Dads drink. Stirring slowly she smiled real big and said, "A little special flavoring for your drink." Mom then nudged Dad with her shoe and told him to move, we needed the couch.

As Dad moved, Mom stood up and said, "Do you like?" to me.

"Oh! God! Yes!" I moaned. Mom giggled and wiggled a bit teasing me.

"Want these off?" she said as she pulled out on a garter belt strap and let it snap back.

I told her I loved them and to leave them on. Mom then sat down in my lap and deliberately mashed my dick between her hip and my stomach. Then with a dreamy look on her face she leaned on my chest, putting one arm under mine and her hand on my back. Her face nuzzled into my neck as her other hand slid teasingly up my arm. Mom was lightly kissing back and forth on my neck and shoulder. Her hips were moving on my lap. I was trying to kiss her and she turned into me kissing me with an exploring tongue. Her hand had moved and she was again holding the back of my head.

With my right hand teasing her back I moved my left hand to tickle her leg. Mom responded with moans and fervent kissing. I slowly moved my hand across her stomach and onto a tit. Moms ass was pushing down on my legs. As my hand crossed her tit my fingers found her aureole.

Moms head went back and she moaned, "Yessss! Yessss! Oh! Yessss!"

I tickled her aureole and gently nuzzled and kissed her neck. Mom started kissing me again and slid back off my lap, pulling me to lie beside her.

Dad had a perfect view. Moms left leg was across my legs and she let her right knee fall away. Her pussy was fully exposed and wet. My right hand was trapped beneath Mom but my left was roaming all over her torso with as light a touch as I could make. Mom and I were making out like teenagers, kissing and moaning, our mouths were trying to devour each other.

Mom shuddered hard as my hand tickled its way from one leg to the next and grazed her pussy. She grabbed my head and ground her lips into mine. I kept the tickling touches going and Mom was writhing.

Finally, she broke the kiss and begged, 'Please! Oh, please! Play with my pussy! You're driving me crazy!" She then grabbed my hand and pressed it hard on her pussy, grinding her hips into it. She pulled me down to kiss again and her hand started working on me. Slowly she made her way to my dick as my hand cupped her hot pussy and was rubbing her mound. My finger slowly slid in and out of her soaking slit with each back and forth movement of my hand.

Mom was now using her fingernails on my balls. Scratching up until my balls fell free, her nails continued up the underside of my dick. It felt surprisingly good. Then the backs of her fingers would move down my shaft over my balls and start again. This was almost jacking me off.

After several long shuddering moans, Mom looked at me and said, "FUCK ME! FUCK ME, NOW!" Mom was pulling on my dick and my arm was trapped under her.

"I can't get up!" I said pleading.

I wanted to fuck her as much as her voice said she wanted me to fuck her. Mom raised a little to free my arm, but then she said, "Wait." My heart sank as I thought she changed her mind.

Her hand was now holding my balls pulling me up as she said, "Let me suck you off, first. So you can last longer." Her eyes were begging.

She now had her other hand gently stroking my dick and pulling steadily up on my balls. I eased up and Mom started sucking me as soon as she could. All the way in and out my dick slipped between her lips. Mom's hands were on my ass now, gently urging me back and forth. Suddenly, I stiffened; Mom gently pushed me up so my dick was pointing at her open lips. She wanted Dad to watch as I shot cum in her open mouth. One, two, three, four streams shot out and she then pulled me down into her mouth and sucked until I thought she was going to suck my balls up my dick. OH, MAN, it felt good. And Dad watched it all moaning and pulling his pud.

I glance around and saw that Dads glass was empty, he drank all of his pussy flavored rum and coke.

I didn't get soft and Mom slowly pushed me up sliding my dick out of her mouth, saying, "Come on Honey. Fuck your Mommy."

As I moved into position Mom was still fondling my balls and stroking my dick. I started to push as soon as I felt my dick touch those hot lips, but Mom held firm and said, "Slowly. Let me. I want this first entry to be slow so I can savor every moment and sensation."

Mom was rubbing my dick up and down her lips and then round and round she moved her hips. She held me firmly without squeezing and her hand on my balls was pleasant torture. I settled down on my elbows and kissed her forehead. Mom moaned and turned her head up toward mine. She was breathing in short bursts. We kissed and Moms tongue went after mine.

Between what she was doing to my dick and her fervent kiss I was in ecstasy. I leaned on one elbow to work on her tits. As I touched one she shuddered and bent her head back moaning loudly.

The head of my dick was just about in when I tried to push again. Mom said, "No. No. No." between gasps, "Let me."

Mom put her left hand on my ass and I twitched. Her legs came up to my sides and she locked her ankles together on my back.

I twitched again and Mom gasped, "Wait. Wait."

She let go of my dick and moved her hand to my ass. I felt her burning pussy close around the head of my dick and almost lost it.

With her legs around my waist, and her hands on my ass, Mom thrust up and pulled down at the same time. Our pelvic bones hit and I came. Moms head was thrown back and she screamed, "OH, GOD! WILLIAM! OH, GOD! WILLIAM!"

She was grinding her burning pussy on my dick, and I just came and came, grunting with each throbbing spurt.

When Mom finally relaxed she let go of my ass and ran her soft hands up my sides, kissing me wildly. She grabbed my back and pulled me tightly to her, her hot breath stimulating my ear, as she said, "Oh Dear God, I Love You, Fuck Me, Fuck Me, Please!"

I did my best. Grinding along with her a bit and then pulling back until I felt those hot lips holding on just below the head of my dick. I would then slam it back in to her, making her move as I hit bottom.

Each time Mom would moan, "Yes. Yes. Yes."

Resting my weight on her, Mom was nibbling my ear and sucking on my neck as I was trying to reach her tits. I couldn't reach them as they were mashed between us. I rose back up and Mom pulled me down, kissing like a wild woman. And that burning hot pussy of hers was gripping and massaging my dick with every in-out movement.

I later found out, not every woman has a pussy like my Mom. I came again, it seemed like I just couldn't hold it back. I didn't stop, it felt too good.

Then Mom whispered, "Turn us over, I want on top."

She hugged me tight as I pushed up with my arms and balanced on my knee. Then real fast I threw my knee left and twisted. I was now on the bottom, as we hit our heads thudded together, but we kept at it. Moms hands were on my chest and she was sitting up. She told me to raise up so she could move her legs.

Mom was moving her hips forward and back grinding down on me. My dick was being worked over by her movements and grabbing pussy. I reached up and started gently playing with her tits. Mom moaned and threw her head back. As I traced my fingertips around her aureole she picked up the tempo. As I pulled her nipples she moaned loudly and hit high gear.

Gasping, "Unh. Unh. Unh." She shook violently and fell forward on my chest, with her hips still moving her pussy forward and back. I was now holding Moms ass as she rose up and took my face in her hands and kissed me.

"Ooooh, you're still hard," Mom purred.

Looking over at Dad, Mom motioned him over. He was all too happy to obey. As he stepped up beside us Mom hugged him to her face. She left one hand on his ass and took his dick in the other, jacking slowly.

Looking down at me Mom said, "Keep fucking, Tiger." and popped Dads cum covered dick in her mouth.

Mom was tickling Dads balls with her fingertips as I softly played with her tits. She again picked up the tempo as I tickled her aureole. I kept working on her aureole and Mom was in a trot. Finally, I pinched her nipples and she broke into a gallop. Then as I saw Dads dick pulsate, I pulled hard on Moms nipples. She started shaking and holding onto his legs as he shot off in her mouth. She was cuming too and sucking hard. And, Damn, if I didn't cum too. As our shaking subsided, Mom lowered her head and caught her breath. Then she said, "Jesus Christ, we all came at the same time!"Dad bent down and kissed Mom. She held him and didn't let him move away as her breathing became regular again. Mom had Dad sit on the edge of the couch then she slowly turned to face him without releasing my dick. Then she told me to fuck her from behind as she sucked Dad. Dad closed his eyes and laid his head back on the couch.

I was watching my dick slide in and out of Moms pussy. I started rubbing Moms rotating ass, engrossed in the moment. I slowly caressed Moms body working my hands up to her shoulders. I grabbed her shoulders pulling her into me and slammed home several times.

Mom went, "OOOOOOOOOOOh!"

Releasing her shoulders, I slid my hands down to the sides of her tits, and on around to grab them. Mom started vibrating again and a rush of fluid exited her pussy.

Her moans were muffled by Dads dick in her mouth.

As I pulled hard on Moms nipples, stretching her tits from her chest, I started fucking faster and faster, until I was moving as fast as I could. Mom released Dads dick and started going, "Uh! Uh! Uh! Loudly, each time our bodies met.

Moms face was laying on Dads dick as she let out a long, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH." I came with an orgasm that stiffened my body as it jerked with each spurt. Sitting back on my feet, I pulled Mom with me. We stayed like that as our bodies recovered.

Mom moaned, "OH! My God! That was good. That was so good. Oh! God Yes, that was good!"

Finally, Mom looked up at Dad and said, "I want you to fuck me from behind while I suck William's cock again. But, first we need to clean up a little and have a drink, my mouth is so dry."

I thought, "How can your mouth be dry when you just took a load of cum?"

My dick was now soft since Moms pussy wasn't grinding away and massaging it. It dropped out of Moms pussy as she stood up, along with a big puddle of cum. Mom quickly bent down and sucked it into her mouth.

She took us by the hand and led us to the shower. Mom washed us down first and then said, "Your turn boys." I couldn't believe how swollen both of Moms pussy lips were and how red her inner lips were.

We left the shower and dried off. Then we all got our glasses and made drinks.

Mom asked Dad how he liked her special flavor in his rum and coke. Dad licked his lips and said, "Deeee licious."

Mom checked the cameras, all four of them. We then sat and talked a little.

"Down your drinks boys," Mom said, "We need to finish in the bedroom." With that she grabbed a camera and skipped down the hall, swinging her butt. Dad and I followed Mom and as we entered the room Mom sat a tube of something on the bedside table.

Mom said, "William you lay down." And as I did, Mom crawled between my legs. "Don't just stand there Honey, you know what to do," Mom said to Dad.

Then, running her hands up my legs, she bent and licked from my balls to the end of my dick. Dad was kneeling behind Mom and rubbing her pussy as he kissed her ass. I put my hands in Moms hair as she sucked my balls. Dad was fingering Moms pussy getting it ready for his dick. As Dad slid his dick in her pussy, Mom slid her mouth over and down my dick.

Mom let Dad set the tempo. He was buried in her and she was sucking the head of my dick. As he pushed her forward my dick went deep in her mouth and his dick slid out of her pussy.

Mom took me out of her mouth and said wantonly, "That's it Gene, just like that." And then sucked me back in.

Dad pulled Mom back and then bent down and grabbed her tits. Then he slammed his dick into her, propelling her forward on my dick. As Mom moved he pinched her nipples and held them in place. This stretched Moms tits back to Dad and she rebounded back into his dick. Mom moaned on my dick and started rolling her hips. Dad kept this up and slowly increased his speed. As he did Mom moaned more and more and her ass tried to keep up. Finally, Mom started shuddering as orgasm after orgasm pulsed through her body.

Dad and I weren't far behind. Dad slammed hard into Mom several times and then held her against his stomach. I was shooting with my eyes rolled back in my head.

Mom finally let my dick fall from her mouth and laid her head next to it.

Dad started to pull out and Mom said, "Don't Gene, leave it in, Please." ... "William, hand your father that tube on the table."

I grabbed it and leaned up to hand it to Dad. Moms ass was working her pussy on Dads dick and I could tell by the look on his face that he was getting hard again. Moms head was still laying next to my dick but now she was playing with it.

Mom said, "I want you to use the cream to prepare my asshole for your cock, Honey."

"Are you sure, Annie," Dad asked.

Mom softly said, "Oh yes! I've been preparing for this for a week, Lover. Been practicing to get my ass ready for you, my love,"

As Dad put some cream on Moms asshole, she moaned, and said, "Yes, that's it work it into my ass."

I was getting hard in Moms hand and she was still fucking Dad. Mom was now pumping my hard dick in her hand and breathing heavier. Dad was gently moving his finger in and out of her puckered little ring.

Mom said, "Now use another finger." Dad did and Mom moaned, squeezing my dick. "Another," Mom said. This one hurt cause Mom winced, but, she didn't stop moving. Then Mom raised her head and she looked at me. Her eyes were eyes filled with lust and pleading. Slowly, she said, "Now William...I want you to... to slide... under me." She lowered her head and said, "Don't stop Gene. Oh please don't stop."

Gently pulling at me Mom said, "Move down baby, Move down." I slid down as fast as I could. Mom didn't let go of my dick. Still pumping my dick Mom moaned out, "Another finger, Oh, use another." Mom was now moaning repeatedly.

With her head on my chest Mom said softly, "Now Gene, when you feel me touch your Son's cock to yoursssss, I want you to pull out and stickkkk, your cock in my assssss." ... "Do it quick, Honey, OK."

Dad grunted, "OK."

Mom reached back and pulled her asscheek and rose up to kiss me. As Moms mouth ground on mine she touched my dick to Dads. Dad pulled out and inserted his dick in Moms ass. At the same time Dads dick went in her ass Mom pulled my dick into her pussy. She raised her head and screamed. Then she slammed her head on my chest as she went "Unh."

Dad and I froze.

Mom suddenly commanded, "FUCK ME! BOTH OF YOU FUCK ME! NOW!" And she started gyrating her ass. Then she grabbed my head in her hands and kissed me harder than ever.

Mom threw her head back and loudly said, "Oh, Yessss, It feels soooo good!"

Then Mom took over, rocking back and forth on her hands and knees. Grunting, "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me."

Suddenly, Dad grabbed her ass and slammed his dick in several times before he held her tight and came in her ass.

Mom' body shook violently and she went limp falling on my chest. My eyes were wide open as I watched, in disbelief. Dad pulled out and sat back on his legs. I was still hard and wanting to fuck but I just stayed still and held Mom.

Slowly Mom stirred and raised her head. She wobbly pushed herself up and looked back at Dad saying, "God that hurt! But, I liked it. I had an ass orgasm." Then lowering and shaking her head Mom looked at me and said, "You might just get a piece of ass, soon." Then she fell down on me squirmed and sighed. After a bit Mom sat up and swung off of me grabbing the base of my dick.

Mom looked at Dad and said, "Be a dear and get us some warm cloths to cleanup with, while I take care of William."

As Dad got up Moms mouth went down on my dick. I rubbed her back a little as her head bobbed up and down. Then scooting my shoulders toward her, I rubbed down her back to her ass. She was cupping my balls in one hand and rubbing my chest with the other. I slowly rubbed her ass and then slowly slipped my finger down her crack to her asshole.

"Easy now, it's a little sore," she quickly said. So, I slowly and gently massaged around and over it. She seemed to like it and moaned a little.

Then Dad moved my hand and pressed a warm washcloth over her hole. Mom moaned and sucked me harder as Dad washed her ass and pussy.

My balls tightened and Mom sucked with short strokes gripping and releasing with her lips. Stiffening I came and Mom milked it all out. She kept sucking and pulling my dick as it softened. Then as she let go of my dick she quickly stood and grabbed Dad kissing him fervently.

With her arms on Dads shoulders and her hands together Mom giggly asked, "How was that, Dear? I hope you liked it as much as I did!" Mom was hopping on her tiptoes, tits jiggling their nipples on Dads chest.

Dads arms were around Mom and he said, "You're the best. Like it, Hell, I Loved It. I Just Hope It Didn't Hurt You!" Dad pulled Mom in to a kiss.

Mom then told me to go clean up and come back in here to bed.

When I returned the lights were off and Mom was snuggling into Dads back with her hand on his balls. Mom patted the bed behind her for me to lie down. I crawled up and laid down and put my hand on Moms tit.

We all went to sleep, in that position.

I awakened startled. It took me a few seconds to realize where I was. Damn, last night really happened. As I touched myself I discovered my dick was sore. Not being able to hear any noise in the house I got up and went tiptoeing around to see if anybody was home. Not finding anyone I headed to the bathroom for a nice hot relaxing shower. After the shower I headed to the kitchen and found Moms note on the table.

"We've both gone to work

Saved you some breakfast in the fridge

You can use the microwave

Mom"

After I ate, I headed to my buddy Reece's. When I got there I went around back to the patio door as usual. Reece and his sister Diana were sitting on the couch. I knocked and Diana jumped up and ran out of the room. Reece let me in and I asked, "Why'd Diana jump and run like that?"

Reece looked down and I followed his gaze. There was a bulge in his pants. When I looked up Reece was smiling and blushing.

He said, "Sometimes, I can get her to give me a hand job. Then, before I can get her to do it again, I have to do her."

I smiled and said, "You lucky dog." As I thought, 'Boy, Am I, getting more than that!'

"Have you ever got her to go all the way?" I asked.

He said, "One time I had her really going. She usually only lets me rub her, but this one time, I was breathing in her ear and slipped a finger in. She was humping my hand and grabbed hold of my arm. I figured she came, because she went stiff. I stopped moving my hand and she said, "Oh No!" And run off. She wouldn't look at me or talk to me for three days."

"She probably wants to but is scared. I'll bet if you took it slow and easy she'll let you." I said.

I changed the subject to Ms. Turney, and asked him if he would show me on his computer. He said she doesn't go online during the day, but he would walk me through it. He showed me step by step and I wrote it down.

Then he said, "Hey, I almost forgot, I saved some stuff." Then he looked at his door and went to his closet and dug out a thumb drive. He popped the drive in his computer and opened a file named "Teacher A+." I watched intently until the view moved up to the bottom of her chin. Sure enough, there was that angel birthmark. I was going to look for sure now.

We messed around a bit before going riding. We rode around looking for friends and/or something to do. We saw a couple of kids we knew but they were "Jocks," and jocks didn't like us geeks. I recognized one; his mother was a trucker's prostitute. I wished I could pass around a tape of his mother fucking for money.

I spotted Stephanie and tried to follow her a bit but Reece didn't want to waste time following "Miss Frigid." I suspected she might be like her mother. We ended up going swimming. Reece's sister showed up at the swimming hole and said his Dad wanted him home for some work.

I left too, and rode over to the SuperCenter. I was just browsing through the music when Stephanie walked up and was looking to. I waited a few seconds and started talking to her. She was really nice and friendly. Not the usual withdrawn girl at school. We looked at and talked about music for an hour. She looked at her watch and said she needed to get home and I offered to walk with her. We talked and walked a bit and I talked her into letting me give her a ride home on my bike. She held on to my waist and on a couple of bumps one of her hands dropped to my leg. She giggled and grabbed me tight mashing her tits into my back. I was thinking, "She's definitely not like she acts in school." We chatted briefly in front of her house until she said she had to start supper. Putting her hand on my thigh, she said, "I had a really nice time, William. Thank You. Maybe we'll see each other again." And she walked into her house.

I rode home and arrived right after Mom and Dad.

After supper Dad went to the basement to mess around with his hobby. He does gunsmith work for friends.

Mom came into the kitchen after changing and said, "Come on outside when you're done if you want to talk."

I said, "OK." But I wasn't thinking about talking. When I went outside Mom was sitting in the rocker so I sat on the swing. Mom asked me what I did today and I told her about going over to Reece's.

Mom smiled and said, "Yeah, his parents are straight laced and don't do anything out of the ordinary.

I said, "Gee Mom. Is there anyone in town you don't know about?"

Mom said, "I just checked into the parents of your friends. A mom needs to know such things. Reece's parents spend most of their spare time at the lake. Your friend Josh's parents are mostly run of the mill except his Dad buys a lot of adult magazines. His sister Amy is a tease. She's gotten in trouble teasing at school. Peter's parents are dancers and go dancing every chance they get. They have actually won some trophies. Carol told the preacher's wife, that dancing was their foreplay. Gina, the girl you studied with for a while, her parents are fighters. All they do is argue, screaming and yelling at each other constantly. Jimmy, his parents are ecology nuts. Constantly after people to help save the planet, save the whales, save the squirrels, etc."

"OK, OK!" I said.

Mom said, "Well, what's on your mind?"

I said, "I'm curious about your job. Like, why in the video were you constantly saying, "Yes Sir," and "No Sir?"

"Common courtesy," Mom answered. "I chose my boss because he wanted verbal courtesy from his Sexretary." Mom was watching my reaction. "I know you heard Sexretary, on the video. That is what all of us at the company are. It turned my boss on when I said the 'Yes Sir,' and 'No Sir,' to what we were doing. I enjoyed the submissiveness of talking like that."

"You said, you chose your boss?" I said quizzically.

"Yes, all of the females that are willing to include sexual activity in their work day get to observe and talk to the potential boss before making their choice." Mom explained. "We women have the final say as to whom we will work for and what we will do. Nothing is forced on us. A couple of the girls will only do each other in front of their bosses. Mr. Ronson is courteous and respectful. He never calls me slut, whore, or bitch like some men do to their sexual partners. He's decent looking and thinks of me. Then there is the pay. All of us Sexretaries make more than twice that of a secretary."

I was trying to let all of this sink in, and asked, "But, why a black guy?"

"He just happened to be black, that's all." Mom replied. "Are you hung up on his being black? Does your mother having sex with a black man make you mad?"

"It's just that people should stay with their own kind, 'Shouldn't They!'?" Just rolled off my tongue.

"I agree if they are procreating. People shouldn't put their children through the mixed race gauntlet. They should bear children with their own race. But, sexual activity for pleasure isn't procreating. And, Mr. Ronson could just as easily have been white."

Mom caught me staring at her tits and came over and sat next to me on the swing. Placing her hand on my leg she said, "I'm not going to be available for you sexually any time you want. That doesn't mean I won't have sex with you, either. I understand that your hormones are running overtime right now, because you've been switched on, so to speak. I can tell by the look on your face and you're staring." Mom then put her hand on my stomach and gave me a quick kiss, and said, "How about, a hand job, to ease things a bit?"

Anything Mom wanted to do was fine with me.

Mom laid her head on my chest, undid my pants and pushed them down. She fondled my balls, whispering, "Does that feel good? Your balls feel good in my hand." Her hand slowly moved up my dick, making me moan. Moms hand felt so good. She was caressing my balls and jacking the shaft of my dick alternately, expertly. It felt, soooo good. As I stiffened to cum, Mom quickly put her mouth on my dick and captured the warm cum shooting out. When I softened she raised up and let my dick go, licking her lips.

"I thought you said a hand job?" I said lowly.

Mom said, "That was a hand job. I just didn't waste the reward."

Mom put her hand and head on my chest and we snuggled on the swing a bit.

When Mom got up she put her hand on my left cheek and kissed me softly on my right cheek. Then she disappeared inside.

I spent the rest of the evening sitting in the swing and thinking about the day.

The next morning at breakfast Mom said, "What's on your mind? I can tell you're thinking about something."

I stammered a little bit and said, "Well, I, I was wondering about the way you go after cum. I mean, on the video, and the other night when you slurped it up, and then last night. Do all women do that?"

Mom chuckled and said, "No, all women don't do that. In fact, I don't think very many women do. Although, they would probably find their sex life and marriages were a lot better if they did swallow a little cum."

"How come you like it so much?" Quickly, came out of my mouth.

"I don't know. I agreed to give my boyfriend a blowjob in the ninth grade. He held my head in place as he came in my mouth. From the first time I tasted it, it just kinda grabbed me. The more I thought about it, and the more I tasted, the more I liked it. Not all cum tastes the same. I've tried it on your father and what he eats does affect the taste. Women also have the ability to ejaculate, but not like men. Women have glands that produce fluids for lubrication. If they didn't lubricate in some way the friction between the male penis and female vagina would be painful to say the least. I know, because I've went dry before and the next day I was raw. The long spurts, you see women do, in porn movies, aren't female ejaculation, its piss. A lot of women do that when their G-Spot at the top of their vagina is stimulated. Enough of this, I'm beginning to sound like one of those 'Know-It-Alls' out of Boston or Berkeley"

"OK. I don't know if I understand it. But, one thing's for sure, I'll think about it." I said.

"Well, off with you now, I have work to do." Mom said.

I left the house, because, I knew if I stayed around Mom would put me to work.

As I rode around thinking of something to do, I passed the park, and spotted Stephanie. I didn't just go up to her. I kinda wound around like I happened to see her. We talked a bit, about school, music and stuff. I was getting comfortable when I heard a car horn. Stephanie said, "Oop, there's, Uncle Pete. See ya." And off she went. I decided to see if anybody was swimming and struck out there so I went to the SuperCenter. I didn't find anyone I knew so I just meandered around town. As supper time neared I went home, thinking "Damn, there's nothing to do. This summer is going to be a bust."