Open Door Policy 25-27

Open Door Policy, Ch. 25
by DirtyMindedMom

I closed the bedroom door, yanked down my son’s pants, and grabbed his cock. Even though I had sucked him off that morning before he went to school, it felt like it had been forever since I last touched it. He was hard in a matter of seconds. I stroked his thick stiffness as I kissed him passionately on the lips. His hands groped my ass, then my tits. If he threw me down on the mattress and tried to fuck me right then I wouldn’t have been able to resist him.

“Just so you know,” I said breathlessly, trying to keep my voice low so no one else in the apartment could hear, “Valerie’s mom has a gorgeous pussy.”

Gary pulled back and gave me a look. “And how do you know that?”

“While we were masturbating on the sofa together this afternoon, she spread her legs nice and wide and gave me a wonderful view of her cunt.”

“You two jerked off with each other?” Gary’s hand plunged down the front of my pants, his finger easily finding its way into my moist crease. “What the fuck, Mom? My girlfriend isn’t enough, now you have to go for her mother? What’s next?”

“Her brother.”

His finger pushed up inside me. “You’re kidding, right?”

“Vera’s mom wants your cock, and I want to fuck Cris. We played with our cunts and talked about all the nasty things we’d do with the two of you.” From the way Gary was thrusting his cock into my hand I could tell he was already getting close.

“You are unreal. How fucked up is it that the horniest slut I know is my own mother?”

“It’s not my fault. I need a cock inside me.” I paused, giving him a chance to offer his own penis to fulfill my mounting needs. “Will you do it?”

“Do what?”

I wasn’t sure for a second what I was really asking for. I forced my mind back on the right track.

“Will you fuck Vera so I can fuck Cris?”

“I’m up for it, but what about Valerie?” The pad of his finger was hitting just the right spot up inside me. It was amazing how good he’d become at getting me off in the span of just a few months. He was far better than his useless father was after twenty years of practice.

“Shit, I didn’t even think of her.” We were both having trouble concentrating on the conversation as we frantically worked each other to the brink. “Tell her to sneak over to our room tonight. I want to watch you two fuck.” I pumped his cock faster. “I want to see you shove this sexy hunk of meat in that bald little twat of hers. Then I want you to both eat my horny fucking cunt out together.”

That did it for Gary. The cum fired out of his cock onto my shirt and belly as we stood there in the bedroom desperately stroking one another.

“Oh, fuck, Mom, yes!”

Trails of semen tickled my skin as they slithered down into my panties.

“After that, she’ll be in a receptive mood, and then we’ll talk to her and see if she’ll agree to letting us fuck her family.”

“You devious pervert.” The palm of his hand was grinding against my hard clit. I was right there.

Thoughts of what I was going to see and do later that night sparked me off. My knees went weak and I might have dropped to the floor if my son hadn’t been holding me up by the crotch. My sudden weight drove his finger in deeper and amped up my orgasm to the next level. I’d already cum half a dozen times that day, but the sensation was no less diminished for all the stimulation I’d already enjoyed earlier. “Fuuuuck, that was good.”

We kissed for a while longer. Gary massaged my inner wetness, and I milked a little more from his manly tool. Finally, knowing we had been closed up in our room long enough for it to be suspicious, I leaned down and sucked the head of his cum-smeared cock clean. He did the same with the lady goo that was coating his fingers. We then changed into clean clothes. He went out first, then I followed a few minutes later.

Gary hadn’t explicitly agreed to my plan, but I knew he was on-board. Now all we had to do was convince Valerie to go along with this shamefully sick plan of ours.

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Later that evening, I stood in my room listening at my door. I had on a light white tank top, and a pair of flimsy pajama shorts that I had pulled up a little higher than they should have been. No bra. No panties. Gary was on the bed doing something on his phone, occasionally looking up at me and shaking his head with a smirk. I picked up the sound of teeth being brushed a few steps away in the bathroom. That was my cue. I pinched both my nipples good and hard and waited another few seconds before stepping out and heading that way.

“Oops!” I said in feigned surprise as I walked in on Cris standing in front of the sink in nothing but a pair of boxers. I praised the warm weather and lack of air conditioning for the sight I was being treated to as well as for the excuse of being as scantily clad as I was. “Sorry, hon, I thought maybe I left my bra in here. Do you mind if I check?”

His eyes involuntarily darted to my chest, no doubt noticing my stiff nips poking up. Cris just shook his head and looked away. He continued brushing slowly as I squeezed past him, putting my hand on his hip as I did. I pretended to look around for my bra, bending down to check behind the toilet at one point. Even if he didn’t turn and take a peek at my cheeks, he’d be able to see them reflected in the mirror.

“Where the heck did I leave it?” I grumbled. “You boys are so lucky. You only have to keep track of half the amount of underwear that we do, and you don’t have to worry about having boobs that flop around all over the place.” I jiggled my tits a little to accentuate my point. The toothbrush stopped in mid-stroke. “Aren’t you glad you don’t have boobs like this to deal with?”

“uhhh…uh huh…” he agreed with a mouthful of minty foam as he watched me in the mirror.

I leaned around his side, looking down and making sure my breasts pressed against him. “Of course, we girls don’t have to worry about getting big bulges in our underwear like you boys do.” I patted him on the shoulder. “G’night, Cris. Sweet dreams.”

I put a little extra wiggle in my walk as I left, hoping he was watching me as I went. Once safely in my room, I was tempted to jump on Gary, but I wanted us to both save ourselves for Valerie’s visit later that night. Instead, I wondered if my little act had been enough to plant some nasty thoughts in Cris’s head. Thoughts that maybe he was beating off to at that very moment.

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I was too excited to sleep, so I was awake to hear Valerie slipping into our room. There was just enough light for her to find her way to Gary on his air mattress. I was barely able to make out the two of them shedding what little they had on. The sound of kissing and bare skin rubbing against skin had my pussy fluttering as I pulled off my top and shorts.

“Suck my tits,” Valerie whispered.

I heard suckling noises and wanted to join in, but I felt I should at least wait until I was invited. I played with my own tits and was grateful that my son allowed me to be a part of his sex life in such an intimate way. I lightly stroked my pussy, trying not to touch anything that would bring me off too soon.

“I need to fuck you so bad,” Gary murmured. I imagined he was saying those words to me.

The bedside light flicked on and I was able to see the naked bodies of two horny teens entwined an arm’s length away. It was a delectable view. Valerie held a condom pack out to me.

“Can you put it on for us?”

That was my invitation. I gave my clit a parting tap and took the condom. “You two should get up here on the mattress, it’ll be quieter.” They got onto the bed with me, trying not to make too much noise. I opened the little packet and pulled out the disk of thin rubber that was all that stood between me and a grandchild.

“Wait,” Valerie said before I could put it on. “Can I see you suck it first?”

I was more than happy to give her a quick suck show. I went down on my son in front of his girlfriend as she rubbed her fist over her mound. She snuggled up to Gary and nibbled his ear lobe.

“Your mom is totally sucking your cock, right now. That is so fucking nasty.”

They kissed and I continued loving my boy’s generous erection with my mouth. I knew he was eager to fuck, and I was eager to see him fuck, so this only went on for another minute or so before I pulled myself away and rolled to condom down the considerable length of his shaft.

“There you go,” I said. “Now get that pussy over here and give this cock the fucking it deserves.”

Valerie moved on top of my son. I held his cock upright while she lowered herself onto it. I watched with envious fascination as he disappeared inside her inch by glorious inch. My hand was forced out of the way as she took him all in. I contented myself with tickling his balls as they began fucking.

Gary’s hands were on her hips. She was ready to ride him like a prize bull, but he held her steady and moderated her movements. I was proud of how he had already learned to appreciate the pleasure you could get from taking your time instead of just racing for the finish line of orgasm like most boys his age would do. Valerie might not get it yet, but she would when her next boyfriend gets off in three pumps then goes to sleep.

I was mesmerized by the erotic union taking place only inches from my face. Her body lowered, sheathing my boy’s cock deep into her pussy. Her lips were tight around his shaft. I could almost feel him inside of me as I watching him fill her up. She lifted up. Her cunt clung to him as his cock was slowly unveiled to me once more. It would have looked so much better without the necessary evil of the condom. I fondled Gary’s balls as Valerie’s pussy repeated that scene over and over again for the next several minutes.

“You like that, Mrs. Harden? I know you do. I know how much you like watching me fuck your son’s big cock with my horny pussy. You want this, don’t you?”

“Mmm, yes, you lucky little bitch. Ride that beautiful cock for me.”

“This is so fucking sick,” she moaned as she bottomed out and bounced right back up to do it again.

I prayed that her brother and mother were asleep in the next room and not hearing all of this. I didn’t want anything to derail my seduction plans I had for them. If I was able to control my urges to any degree, I wouldn’t even be doing this. As it was, I jammed my dildo into my pussy and enjoyed the teen sex show playing out on my bed in front of me.

I wasn’t a stranger to porn while I’d been married. My dirtbag husband would occasionally bring home a dirty VHS movie back when that was a thing. I pretended it was all beneath me, but I was very intrigued by it all. I was never brave enough to go to the video store and rent one for myself. The weird thing that I did do was agree to make a homemade sex tape and then sometimes watch it alone. I felt ridiculous masturbating to myself having sex, but it was the closest thing to porn I had. Then the internet came along.

It was only a once-in-a-while thing for me, but I loved the thrill of those evenings when I had the house to myself and I was able to log on and watch whatever filthy thing I could think of. I would sit in front of the computer and fuck myself to all sorts of nasty sex, on edge the whole time worried about someone coming home unexpectedly. The fear of getting caught only added to the excitement of it all. In all that time, I never anticipated that one day I’d be getting myself off to what was basically live porn featuring my own son.

“Fuck that cock, you horny slut,” I growled. “Make my son’s cock cum with that tight cunt of yours.”

“Oh, fuck, yeees…” was all she could say in response as she humped faster. She was an animal in heat, the only thing that drove her were the primal urges. Her body demanded satisfaction. The poor girl had no choice, she had to fuck. And so did I. If I didn’t have the self-control that maturity brings, I would have pushed her aside and taken that magnificent cock for myself. I was able to stave off this impulse by repeatedly plunging my dildo into my pussy and imagining it was my son’s cock pounding into me.

I lay down alongside Gary with one hand on Valerie’s butt, feeling the motion of their increasingly urgent lovemaking. I pressed my vulva against his hip. It felt good, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted more of him. More of her. I wanted to be a part of them and what they were doing.

“You look so sexy when you fuck,” I whispered into my boy’s ear. “It feels nice, doesn’t it? Having a hot pussy wrapped around your cock?” I kissed his neck.

“So good, Mom.”

Valerie’s hand found one of my tits and she grasped at it roughly. Her fingers dug into my soft flesh, but the pain was nothing more than a show of how much she wanted to include me in their sex.

“You want this, don’t you, Mrs. Harden? What I have. You want to fuck your own son. You want his cock up inside you. Go ahead and admit it. You want him to cum in your cunt the way he does in mine.”

I couldn’t deny any part of what she said. “I do,” I whispered, ashamed to admit it to myself as much as out loud to her. “My son’s cock makes me so horny.”

She leaned down and kissed me, then moved to Gary, then back to me. Valerie then pushed my head toward my son. I didn’t know if he was willing to kiss me in front of his girlfriend. Sucking his cock was one thing, but letting her in on just how intimate we could be with each other was another. Gary brought his lips to mine. After a few soft, chaste kisses, his tongue pushed into my mouth. I responded in kind. Just like that I was passionately making out with my son as he fucked his girl.

“Oooh, fuck that’s hot. This is so freaking kinky.” Valerie sat up without missing a beat on Gary’s cock and reached down between my legs. I opened up and let her slip a couple fingers inside me. “So fucking kinky…I love it.”

For the next several minutes we fucked, and fingered, and kissed, and sucked. My pussy, Valerie’s tits, Gary’s cock, lips, nipples, asses, balls, and cunts. It was a blur of flesh and pleasure. Pleasure like you couldn’t get alone. Pleasure like you couldn’t get with only one other person. The totality of our ecstasy was well beyond the sum of our parts.

Valerie was the first to give in. “I’m going to cum,” she moaned.

Gary let my tit drop from his mouth. “Me, too…”

I quickly moved around behind them. Valerie leaned forward to give me a better view. I then pushed her ample ass cheeks apart so I could get an even better view. I could see it all. My son’s cock pounded up into her pussy as she bounced in rhythm with his thrusts. There was a creamy froth circling the point where he entered her again and again. Valerie’s cute pucker tightened each time Gary drove himself home inside her. It was a magnificent sight to behold for this proud mother.

“Aahhh, fuuuuck,” Valerie hissed, tamping down on the scream she so obviously wanted to let out. Her asshole flexed rapidly, hinting at the convulsions that were taking hold of her pussy.

Gary pushed up, lifting his girlfriend off the mattress with him, and grunted through gritted teeth. His hands gripped her hips and I could almost feel him cumming inside me as I watched him strain. The two of them relaxed suddenly, their bodies sated for the moment. I snuggled up alongside them once again.

A few minutes went by before Valerie kissed Gary and said, “I think it’s your mom’s turn to get off.”

The girl was reading my mind. I slid a hand down between my legs. I jumped when my finger touched my clit. Yeah, it was definitely my turn. I closed my eyes and lightly toyed with myself, replaying the graphic image of them fucking in my mind. The two of them were moving next to me, and I waited with anticipation to see how they were going to help me along.

Something warm and slimy oozed through my fingers and onto my pussy. I opened my eyes to see Valerie squeezing the contents of Gary’s condom out onto my cunt. My son had a sly smile on his face. He must have told her about me stealing their used condoms and using them for my own illicit pleasure. Such a big-mouthed blabber.

I smeared the fresh cum over my lips and stiff clit. Gary got up on his knees, brandishing his cock. I once again marveled at the wonder of youth. His dick hadn’t wilted a bit. Valerie emptied what remained in the condom along the top side of his erection. Gary then turned and offered his cum-flavored cock to me. I opened up without hesitation and let my boy feed himself into my mouth.

Valerie watched with perverse glee as I played with my cummy cunt and sucked the cock that had been inside her pussy only a few minutes earlier. She fingered herself and played with her nipples as she enjoyed the show. Gary’s hand sought out one of my tits and began massaging it not so gently. I wanted so badly to scream out with the pure joy of it all, but I fought to keep my enthusiasm for this depraved scene under control.

As soon as Valerie saw that I was getting close to bringing myself off, she pushed my hand away and buried her face in my jizz-coated pussy. I pulled off my son’s cock for a moment. “Oh, you fucking hot little slut! Lick up all that cum, baby.”

I was back on Gary’s cock by the time he said, “Eat my mom’s cunt, whore. Make the horny bitch cum.”

Any good mother would have washed her son’s mouth out with soap for talking like that. Me, I wanted to wash his mouth out with my tongue for saying those words. “Give me your balls, sweetheart.” I opened wide and Gary lowered his sack into my mouth. He tucked himself in, cramming both testicles in. I couldn’t do much beyond wiggle my tongue over his scrotum a little, but the idea of having his whole ball sack in my mouth at once drove me wild. He began stroking his erection as I sucked and struggled to breathe through my nose. The lack of oxygen soon had my head spinning. I was getting higher by the second, which only made me more and more aware of the orgasm Valerie was about to give me in the next few moments.

Maybe it was the delirious state I was in, but without warning I had the oddest vision. I imagined myself letting loose and pissing right in Valerie’s face. I’d never consciously considered such a thing in my life, but the very thought of it propelled me to my climax and beyond.

It was a good thing my moans were muffled by Gary’s balls filling my mouth, or I surely would have woken up Vera and Cris. As it was, Valerie sucked me off to two, or maybe three, orgasms one on top of the other while I did all I could not to unintentionally castrate my boy. Gary let out a breathy grunt and spilled a nice warm load of semen onto my face. Valerie saw this and was launched into her next orgasm, pressing her mouth into my hairy cunt to muffle her own screams.

Valerie crawled up on top of me and began licking the spunk from my face. She then kissed me, and passed a generous helping of my son’s creamy goo into my mouth. She went back to my face and sucked up what was left behind before kissing Gary. I had to assume she was giving him a taste of his own cum and then some. This sent goosebumps over my entire body as I watched one of the most sensual kisses I’d ever witnessed. They brought their faces down to mine, and the three of us shared in a three-way naked make out session the likes of which I never imagined I’d ever play a part in.

A lot of time went by like that. At some point Gary turned out the light and we continued groping, touching, kissing, and rubbing in the dark. Our movements had become slow and sleepy, but no one wanted to be the first to nod off.

“Do you think she’s in a receptive mood yet?” Gary asked groggily.

“In the mood for what?” Valerie murmured, rousing herself just enough to speak.

“I want to fuck your brother,” I said. I’d planned to approach it with more tact, but that would have taken too much effort.

Valerie slipped two fingers inside me. “Really? You want my brother’s cock in here?”

“Mmm…yes. Okay with you?”

“Fine with me.” She nuzzled one of my nipples. “As long as he’s into it.”

“Before you agree,” Gary warned, “there’s more to it.”

“Like what?”

I stroked her hair hoping she was relaxed enough not to scream at what I was about to suggest.

“Your mom said it would be okay with her if I did it with your brother, but only if Gary fucks her.”

She stopped suckling; her fingers went still inside me.

“No way she said that.”

“She did,” I assured her. “Right after the two of us finished masturbating in front of each other on the sofa this afternoon.”

“You saw my mother masturbating?” She was sounding more awake now.

“We’ve been sharing my dildo for the past couple weeks, and today we just somehow ended up fingering our cunts together and talking about all the things we’d like to do with the two young studs we have in the apartment with us.”

“Holy fucking shit. The way she lost her mind when she caught me playing with myself, she acted like she never touched her pussy in her life. And now it turns out she’s beating off with my boyfriend’s mother?”

Gary and I didn’t dare speak as she processed this.

“Did she cum?” Valerie asked quietly.

“She did.” Her fingers began moving again inside me. “A couple of times, actually. Your mom has a great pussy…and fantastic tits.”

“Did she run straight to confession right after?”

“Not that I know of. Though she did call on God a few times in the heat of the moment.”

“That hypocritical bitch.” Valerie licked my nipple. “That horny, perverted, lesbian slut bitch.” She sucked and fingered harder, making me wonder if she’d forgotten the original question. “She tells me not to have sex until I’m married, but she wants my boyfriend’s cock. She makes me out to be the sinful one for making myself cum, but she’s more than happy to commit adultery with a kid?” She came up and kissed me hard on the mouth. I could feel her anger, frustration, and excitement.

Gary remained silent, clearly unsure about what he could say to help his cause. I had no doubt that he wanted to fuck Mrs. Ramos, but he was worried about appearing too eager in front of his girlfriend. Instead, he silently pressed his cock against my hip while he massaged Valerie’s lovely ass.

“You can’t be too hard on her,” I said once I was able to regain possession of my own lips. “She never knew anything else. She’s only repeating the things her mother said to her. I’m sure she was just as horny when she was your age as you are now. The difference was that she couldn’t get away with half of the dirty things you do.”

“You really think she would have finger blasted her boyfriend’s mom like this?” Valerie made a show of pumping her fingers rapidly in and out of my sopping pussy.

I wanted her to keep going and make me cum, but I didn’t want to get distracted. I grabbed her wrist and regretfully forced her to stop the welcomed torture.

“Maybe she would have if given the same opportunities you’ve had.” I kissed her softly to make sure she knew I was on her side. “But what’s important now is that she finally does have the opportunity to explore her sexuality in a way she never could before. If we help her go down this path, she won’t be able to make you feel guilty for all the slutty things you like to do.”

She took this in for a moment. “You really think so?”

“I do.” I released her wrist and pushed her fingers deep inside me. “She won’t chastise you for playing with your cunt whenever you want. She won’t be able to criticize you for fucking as much cock as you want. And, if we play it just right, she won’t even be able to call you a sinner for eating out my pussy and making me cum all over your face.”

“Ah, this isn’t just about Gary, is it?” Valerie squirmed her naked body against mine. “You want to sit on my mom’s face, don’t you? You’re going to corrupt her the way you did with me.”

“Only because she wants to be corrupted as much as you did.”

“Has anyone ever told you what a sick bitch you are, Mrs. Harden?”

“Just remember, only a sick bitch would arrange it so you could watch your mother suck off your boyfriend’s mom.”

She tried to hold back, but couldn’t. “Fuck…that would be hot.” She turned her face away from me, embarrassed by how much the idea of seeing her mom performing kinky, lesbian sex thrilled her.

I knew there was a pretty good chance she had an unspoken desire to do more than just watch her mother, but now wasn’t the time to push her on that front.

“Just imagine what it would look like to see your sainted mother naked and sixty-nining with me.” I rolled her over with that, reversed myself and mounted her putting us in the position I was referring to. She went straight for my pussy, which was already more than halfway to yet another orgasm. “Gary, sweetie, you know what mommy wants, right?”

I was barely able to make out his grin in the darkened room. He moved behind me, spread my cheeks, and began tonguing my asshole. The feeling of having two mouths down there at once was exquisite. I lowered my head and buried my face in Valerie’s pussy. It was warm and wet and swollen with excitement. Her pungent scent was strong after all the sex she’d already had. The rank smell of her only turned me on more.

Gary alternated between licking and fingering my butt. Valerie alternated between sucking my clit and tongue fucking my hole. I alternated between eating pussy and taking in the amazing sensations the two teenagers were giving me. It wasn’t long before I was cumming again…then again. Once I’d had mine, I focused on Valerie and brought her off in short order.

By the time we had rearranged ourselves, Gary already had another condom on. He climbed on top of his girl and began fucking her nice and slow. I fell asleep next to them as they made love wondering how a boy his age had enough self-control not to just go crazy and start pounding her like mad after what we’d all just done. Someone’s hand was between my legs as the world drifted away.

I woke up in the morning in bed alone. My pubic hair was plastered with dried cum. I suspected someone had emptied out a used condom down there while I slept – the little brats. The night played through my mind as my fingers idly stroked the crusty mess infused throughout my cunt hair. I wanted to get busy planning my seduction of Cris and figuring out how to be sure everything played out just the way I intended, but there was no way I’d be able to concentrate until I got myself off at least twice.

I licked my fingers, spread my legs wide, and got to it.

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Open Door Policy, Ch. 26
by DirtyMindedMom

“Oh, fuck me, that feels good,” I moaned loudly as I eased the dildo into my cunt.

It was my day off, the kids were in school, Vera was puttering around in her natural habitat (the kitchen), and I was in my bedroom with the door wide open.

I was on my back, naked, legs in the air and knees bent, as I slowly fucked myself. “Yeah, that’s it, nice and easy. Fuck that horny pussy.” Saying these things aloud turned me on even more than I already was. It’s what I’d be doing even if I wasn’t trying to get my housemate’s attention. “Mmm, deep in my wet fucking pussy.”

I opened my eyes and saw my quarry peering into my room, wide-eyed but curious.

“Do you want I should close the door for you?” Vera said in an uncertain tone.

I could tell this was nothing more than her hastily constructed excuse for being at my threshold. Vera had been shy, and very chaste, with me ever since our mutual masturbation encounter. She wasn’t going so far as to try to avoid me – an impossibility given our close quarters – but she was staying away from anything remotely close to the topic of sex. Somehow, her guilty conscience only made her sexier in my eyes. It suddenly came to me that one of the things that was getting me off about this whole situation was that I was witnessing the gradual corruption of this otherwise respectably moral woman. Not only witnessing her fall from grace, but intentionally orchestrating it. I was a terrible person.

“Leave it,” I said, looking at her from between my thighs. “I want it open. Wide open.”

“Oh…okay…” After a moment of lingering indecision, she turned to go.

“Vera, come join me.” I slipped the dildo out of my pussy, gave it a few quick sucks, then pushed it gently back into my hole.

She cleared her throat nervously. “I…I should not. We shouldn’t do like that. It is bad for us.”

“Come on, I know you’re as horny as I am. We had fun last time, didn’t we?”

Vera wasn’t able to deny that. “I try no to do any more sins…” Her protests trailed off as I reached around with my free hand and caressed a finger over my exposed asshole, wet with my dribbling juices.

“I understand. You’re a good woman, and a good mother.” I continued to deliberately fuck myself, pleased at how enthralled she was by the sight of what I was doing. “You don’t want to turn into a nasty slut like me.”

“Oh…I no think you are a slut, Joanne. You are…only different from me.” Her stiffening nipples betrayed her desire to walk the straight and narrow path.

“How about you just stay for a little with me while I play? It makes it more exciting to know someone is looking at me while I’m doing this.”

She apparently wasn’t able to come up with a good excuse during the few moments she hesitated before giving in with a nod.

“Come sit next to me.” I patted the mattress and she moved to the spot and sat down.

I masturbated quietly for a time, my hand massaging each of my breasts in turn, tweaking my nipples lightly. I shifted so Vera would be able to get a good view of what I was doing between my legs. It was difficult to pace myself and not just pump my dildo madly to a quick cum.

“Mmm…I love playing with my pussy,” I sighed. Using two fingers, I carefully peeled back the hood of my clitoris and thrust my hips up, making it stand out as prominently as I could. “I wish my clit was as big as yours is. You must love having it sucked.”

Vera stared openly at my vulgar display, then shrugged.

“What? You don’t like it?”

“I don’t know. My husband say your mouth is not for sex. The bible say so, too.”

“Oh, you poor thing. You have no idea what you’re missing.” I teased the end of my dildo over my little pink tip. “We’re going to have to do something about that one of these days.”

She swallowed nervously, but didn’t raise any objections. Little by little I was chipping away at that moral foundation that was holding her back from enjoying herself as much as she deserved. She might be scared now, but one day she would be thanking me for bringing her over to the dark side.

“I talked to Gary,” I said conversationally as I leisurely inserted the toy back inside my wetness.

Once again, she was slow to respond due to the distractions I was offering. “About what?”

“He said he’d like to have sex with you. He’d like it very much.”

“Oh! No! That was just bad talk, no for real. You didn’t really.”

“I did. He asked me last night if I talked to you about it and I promised I’d mention it today. He wants to know when you two can get together and do it.”

“No, no, no,” she insisted, shaking her head. “He is Valencia’s boyfriend. And too young for me. I am married, and—“

“Okay, okay, I get it. You have a hundred reasons why you shouldn’t. Just relax.” I tried to keep it light and playful. “I know it’s way outside your comfort zone. But my son does think you’re a very sexy woman. He even said he thinks about you sometimes when he’s stroking his cock.”

The shocked look on her face was precious. “He say these things to his mother?”

“Not in so many words,” I lied, “but we’re very open with each other about everything, including sex.” I licked some of my juices off of my dildo while I let that sink in. “As a matter of fact, before you moved in, my son and I had a sort of ‘open door policy’ around here. We never bothered hiding from each other behind closed doors when we dressed or showered.”

“Your son sees you naked?”

“Sometimes.” I couldn’t help smiling thinking back to that first week the policy was in effect. “I think it’s healthy for us not to be ashamed of our bodies and to teach our kids to be comfortable about that.”

Vera nodded absently, even though I was sure she didn’t agree with my philosophy. “And you see your son naked, too?”

“Uh huh. Quite a lot actually.”

“And also his penis?”

“Most definitely. He’s rather proud of it…” I couldn’t help letting out a telling moan as I pictured my son’s wonderful cock. “…as he should be. It’s pretty big for a boy his age.”

“You see it when it’s…you know?”

“Hard? Of course.” I pulled my toy out and held it up. “Maybe an inch or two longer than this, and a bit thicker.” I got a thrill out of the way her eyes went wide at that. “But you know how they are when they’re teenagers, they get hard so easy. I made sure Gary wasn’t embarrassed about it, telling him it was perfectly natural and nothing he had to hide from me.”

“I don’t know,” Vera said somewhat hushed. “I think maybe it is no good for a boy to see his mother naked and have a hard penis for that.”

“Don’t be silly. I’m sure if Cris saw you naked, he would get a huge erection right away.”

“Aaiiee,” she exclaimed and crossed herself. “I can’t even imagine about that.”

“They can’t help it. All boys want to have sex with their mother. It’s a psychological fact.” I didn’t know if that was true, but it sounded good at the time.

“That is more than bad. They don’t really want that.”

I gave her a shrug. “If I was your son, I’d want to fuck you.”

“Yes, but you are a devil inside of a woman’s body.”

“A very horny body,” I giggled, turning her distressed frown into a hint of a smile. “Can you do me one little favor?” I wanted to continue working on her, but I was getting too close to focus.

“What favor?”

I gathered one of my breasts up in my hand. “Can you just suck one of my nipples for me while I masturbate?”

“Oh…I…”

“Only for a few seconds.”

She eyed my proffered nipple. Her tongue moved across her lower lip without her being aware of it. She was shaking her head no even as she leaned down. I figured it was a longshot, but it looked like it was going to pay off.

“Only for a quick time.”

Her soft lips settled around my areola and her tongue touched the tip of my erect nipple. A flash suddenly blazed through my whole body. This caught me off guard. I’ve had plenty of people suck my tits before, but the triumph of getting Vera to do it added something to the experience like nothing else.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” I began working myself faster.

Upon hearing and feeling my reaction, she sucked my whole nipple into her mouth. I knew then that it wouldn’t just be for a quick time. I had her hooked. She sucked while I fucked. The little noises she made as she suckled me only heightened the pleasure. I was convinced that this was something she’d been fantasizing about since that day we got off in front of each other.

“That feels so fucking good, Vera. Don’t stop.” She pulled off of my tit right after I said that, making me think I had screwed things up by speaking. Vera then moved to my other breast and began eagerly sucking that nipple. “Ah…yes. You’re going to make me cum.”

I was about to start really going at it, then I noticed something.

“Are you touching yourself?” I asked. Vera nodded, unwilling to release my nipple from her mouth. Her hand was between her legs and she was pressing her crotch through her slacks. “Yeah, that’s it, rub that hot pussy. I want you to cum with me.”

It was only a matter of a couple of minutes before her stifled moans told me she was ready to climax. I’d been on the edge the entire time, and was finally able to let myself pull the trigger. I changed the angle of the dildo slightly, which started a chain reaction that couldn’t be stopped.

“I’m cumming! My cunt is cumming. Suck my tits! Suck my tits! Yes, yes, oh fuuuuck, yes!”

As soon as she sensed I had mostly finished orgasming, she let off with a deep breath and began rubbing herself with both hands. Even though she was fully dressed, it was about the hottest thing I could imagine seeing her do. It was somehow so much more depraved this way.

“That’s it,” I cheered her on. “Rub that fucking pussy! Make that big clit cum!” I reached over on impulse and grabbed one of her bouncing tits and squeezed. Even through her blouse and bra I could feel how hard her nipple was.

“Ai mãe!” she cried and began to spasm as her climax took control of her body. I rode it out with her, feeling a glow of happiness at having the privilege of being part of something so beautiful as another woman’s orgasm.

Once the storm had passed, without a word she dropped onto the bed next to me. I put my arm around her and held her. I could feel her racing heart gradually slow in the quiet warmth of our embrace.

“You are the devil,” she whispered.

“And you are an angel.” I kissed her cheek and rested with my forehead to hers.

I still had a lot of corrupting left to do, but I had managed to take this sainted mother one more baby step down the path to blissful damnation.

~ ~ ~

Gary gave me a hug when he got home from school. He kissed me on the cheek then whispered in my ear. “I’ve been thinking about you all day, Mom. I can’t wait to eat your pussy tonight.”

“Why wait?” I asked teasingly. “Why don’t you throw me down right here and suck me off in front of everyone.”

“Mmm…you’d like that wouldn’t you?” He kissed me again. “Dirty freak.”

Valerie was looking at us knowingly, Vera suspiciously, and Cris wasn’t paying any attention to us at all. I wondered what would happen if Gary took me up on my challenge and ravished me on the spot in front of them all. Not yet, I reminded myself. Naughty things come to those who wait.

There was a delicious amount of sexual tension in the air as we all went through the motions of normal life. Gary wanted to eat my pussy. Valerie wanted his cock inside her. Vera was most likely picturing my son’s swinging dick every time she saw him. And I was doing everything I could to inspire Cris to think impure thoughts about me. What a fun little dynamic we had going on. It was almost ridiculous that not long ago I was a regular, boring housewife who barely bothered to think about sex. I probably should have been seeking professional help for my current mental state, but I was having too much fun playing the depraved pervert in sheep’s clothing to even think about stopping now.

It wasn’t until I noticed Gary noticing me flirting with Cris that I began to feel a bit guilty. He had told me he didn’t care if I fucked his girlfriend’s brother. If fact, he encouraged it. Even so, was it possible he was feeling some jealousy and covering it up? He seemed to enjoy watching me fuck that one-night-stand, and he knew it wasn’t like the two of us were in some kind of romantic relationship. With all the craziness going on in my life between leaving my husband and all the kinky sex I somehow got wrapped up in, maybe I was losing sight of what was most important of all. I promised myself at that moment I would never let that happen.

That night after I took off my makeup and washed my face, I purposely left my phone in the bathroom. When I came back to get it, it just so happened Cris was in there going through his nightly routine. What a coincidence.

“Sorry, just need to grab my phone,” I said slipping in behind him. “Can’t leave this lying around for anyone to find. That would be embarrassing.”

“How come?” he asked innocently, walking right into my trap.

“Oh, come on, I’m sure there are plenty of things on your phone you don’t want anyone else to see. Just because I’m an old lady doesn’t mean I don’t have some secrets of my own.” I met his eye in the mirror and winked.

“You’re not an old lady,” he said, more to be a gentleman than anything else. “Besides, as long as no one knows your password it’s safe.”

“Oh, I don’t use a password. I keep forgetting them, so I stopped using one.” I noticed a dark spot on Cris’s back. “Ouch, what happened here?” Without thinking my motherly instincts kicked in and I brushed my fingertips over the bruise near his shoulder blade.

“Probably from basketball.” His voice was cool, but the goosebumps that rose in response to my touch told another story. “It’s nothing.”

“You boys play too rough.” I leaned in and kissed his boo-boo. “Of course, some of us like it rough…”

Our eyes met once again in the mirror. He couldn’t form a coherent response to that. I had him right where I wanted him.

“Night, night.” I let my fingernails trail lightly down his back to the waistband of his shorts and made my exit. Once again my heart was thumping with the thrill of seduction. If I didn’t have him on the line after that, I’d never be able to snare him.

I closed my bedroom door and tried to refocus my mind, shifting my attention from one handsome young boy to another. Gary was stretched out on his bed, or rather our bed. He still had on his boxers and was absently toying with his cock and balls as he watched something on his laptop – a preview for the latest superhero movie from the sound of it.

“Mmm…can’t wait to see Wonder Woman,” he said without looking up.

“And here I thought I was your Wonder Woman.”

“You can be my Super Girl.”

I grabbed my boobs and hefted them through my flimsy tank top. “How many girls do you know with tits like this?”

He looked over and grinned. “Okay, I take it back. How about we say you’re my Harley Quinn and leave it at that.”

He lost me with that one, so I couldn’t continue playing along without jeopardizing what little nerd cred I had with him. I decided to take it as a compliment and move on.

“Can we talk for a minute,” I said, putting aside my sudden urge to take my son’s cock down my throat.

“Sure.” Gary closed his laptop and started to pull down his boxers.

“I mean talk-talk.” I sat on the mattress trying not to look at his dick.

“Oh, that kind of talk.” He pulled his shorts up. The look of resigned patience on his face showed that he had accepted how having a sexual affair with me inevitably involved the occasional “talk.”

“You know how much I love you, right?”

“Oh course, Mom. You make it pretty obvious every night.”

“I don’t mean just like that. I love all the things we do together, but there’s more to it than that.” I held back from putting a reassuring hand on his leg, knowing it would be too distracting. “Even with all the things that have been going on, I’m still your mother. I love you more than anything in the world.”

“Same here.”

“And you understand it’s not just because I can’t get enough of your cock, or because of the amazing things you do to my pussy with your tongue. That’s all very special to me, but I love you as much now as I did before we started playing with each other like that. And that love I have for you will never change no matter what.

He nodded as he took that in. “I know we say it a lot, but I really do love you, too, Mom. And also not just for the sex stuff – which is great – but also for you being you.”

“I think the sex stuff is easy – somehow it just comes natural for us, I guess – but it’s everything else that can get confusing and complicated.”

“More than anything, I want you to be happy, Mom. After the shitty way Dad treated you, you should be happy.”

“And I want the same for you.” I gave in and stroked his leg, stopping at the edge of his underwear. “We’re kind of caught in a Catch-22 here. I don’t want you making choices just to make me happy. I only want to do what makes you happy.”

“If that’s what a Catch-22 is, then you’re right – this can get confusing sometimes.”

“I know we’ve been through this before, but I’ll back off on trying to have sex with Cris if you don’t want me to. You’re all I need to keep me satisfied.” I was hoping he couldn’t tell that wasn’t entirely true.

“Mom, seriously, I’m fine with it.” He reached out and patted me on the knee, leaving his hand there. “Look, I know how much you like to fuck. I saw you with that guy, and you were like a whole different person. I can’t blame you for wanting a cock like that.” It was difficult not to notice him getting hard as he said that. “I didn’t get it until me and Valerie started fucking, but now I understand that there’s no other feeling like that in the world.”

“But it still must bother you.”

He took a moment to consider it. “Well, I’m not going to lie and say I didn’t wish it was my cock you wanted to fuck. But you explained how that’s not something we can do, and I mostly get it. I think it would be fine, but I guess you know what’s best for us. It’s only because I trust you so much that I know we can’t do it.”

“You might not be feeling that way if you didn’t have Valerie’s pussy to stick your dick in every chance you get,” I teased.

“And soon I’ll be sticking it in her mom.”

I slapped his boner playfully for that.

“Oww, that’s child abuse.”

“I’ll show you some abuse!” I rolled him to his side and began spanking his butt cheek.

“Owww! Help! Call 9-1-1!”

I climbed on top of him and clapped my hand over his mouth. “Shhh! They’re going to think I’m really beating you.”

His body went still under me. It felt so good to be this close to him. His smell filled me up. The touch of his arm wrapping around my back gave me tingles. The deep look in his eyes as he stared into mine told me everything I needed to know about what was going on inside of him. I moved my hand and brought my lips to his. He kissed me back.

It wasn’t the passionate kiss of horny desperation we often shared in the throes of our incestuous degradations. This was a kiss of love, pure and unsullied. A son’s love for a mother. A boy’s love for a woman. We were part of each other, and always would be. It would be impossible to love another man the way I loved my son. And with this kiss I knew to the core of my being that he loved me like no other woman. It wasn’t a romantic love we had, but something beyond that. Yes, there was raw lust that drove us to do the things we had done – neither of us would deny that. However, that lust was fueled and sustained by the bond we had. A bond that formed before he came into this world. A bond that had been formed between us as he grew inside me. And it was only enhanced when he emerged from from within, struggling into the light amid my blood, sweat, and pain. Then, finally, it was sealed forever when I nourished him with my body, letting him suck at my breasts and feed on my life’s milk. Indulging in the pleasure of our sexuality together was only the next inexorable step in our journey together as mother and son.

“God, I love you so fucking much, Mom.”

For a moment I wondered if he was reading my mind. I covered his face with kisses, and wiped the tears from my eyes.

“Okay, enough of that mushy stuff,” I said and fetched my phone from the dresser. “I want you to help me take some naked selfies.”

“I already have about a hundred naked pictures of you on my phone. I can just send some to you.”

“No, I need it to look like I took them and have them on my phone.” I dropped my shorts and pulled my tank top off over my head. “In case anyone around here goes snooping on my phone, I want there to be something for them to find.”

He finally understood what I was up to and yanked off his own shorts. “You are one crazy bitch, Harley.”

We spent the next hour taking pictures. Gary gave me nude selfie lessons. There was a lot more to taking dirty pictures of yourself than I realized. I tried to keep them tasteful, but we kept veering off into explicitly graphic territory with me spreading my cunt wide for gynecological close-ups while my son egged me on with his cock in his hand.

The photoshoot ended when Gary couldn’t control himself any longer and shot a big load of cum all over my pussy. I used his warm jizz as lube to fuck myself while he finger-banged my asshole. After the lights went out, there was some cock sucking, a bit of titty fucking, and lots of cunt licking. It was after 3:00 am before we finally ran out of steam (and cum).

We snuggled up naked together before falling asleep, and I didn’t care who might find us like that in the morning. I loved my son, and he loved me, and that was all that really mattered.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Open Door Policy, Ch. 27
by DirtyMindedMom

I watched the kids get into position on the sofa. Valerie was on top, naked, her ass looking as voluptuous as ever. She flipped her hair all to one side so I could see her take my son’s hard cock into her mouth. I watched her lips move slowly up and down his shaft as I toyed with my stiff clit. Gary was on the bottom, on his back, his head between her soft thighs, his mouth pressed to her plump, shaved lips. Watching my boy eat pussy was almost as good as being eaten by him.

I stood over them, pulling at a nipple and fingering my pussy as they performed for me. They were getting ready to fuck when I came in from work, but I begged them to 69. I’d been thinking about it all day at work and driving myself crazy. My jacket was on the floor, my blouse unbuttoned, and my bra pulled down so I could get at my tits. My skirt was hiked up, and my pantyhose were down to my knees along with my panties. I thought about kicking off my navy blue pumps, but decided I liked the feel of being in my work clothes for this depraved scenario. I licked my fingers and used them to wet my clit some more as I watched the naked teens orally pleasure each other at the same time. So fucking hot.

“You like sucking my son’s cock, don’t you, Valerie?”

She nodded, then came up off of him just long enough to say, “Just as much as you do, Mrs. Harden.” She ran her tongue around his fat cockhead as she watched me finger fuck myself. “Gary, your mom is such dirty whore. Look at her.”

Gary’s eyes shifted and he smiled without taking his mouth away from his girlfriend’s bald twat.

“Your little slut taste good, sweetie?” I asked, tasting my own fingers before plunging them back into my hole. “You like tongue fucking that filthy cunt hole of hers?”

“Love it, Mom.” His cheeks were slick with girl juice. “You taught me.” He kissed, licked, and sucked. “Your pussy was my first, Mom. You gave me your cunt and showed me how good it tasted.” Gary planted his hands on the backs of Valerie’s thighs and spread her. Her pussy opened and her asshole was put on lurid display.

I knew an invitation when I saw one. I went to my knees and shuffled forward. I breathed deeply as I leaned in, taking in the ripe scent of sex. It was always pleasant to play with the two of them after a shower, but there was something raw and primitive about having them after a long day of school. I went for Valerie’s dark-skinned asshole. She moaned, then moaned again when my son returned his mouth to her spread open pussy, shifting his attention from her clit to her hole and back again.

“Don’t cum yet,” I whispered to my son as we double-teamed his girl with our eager mouths. It wasn’t long before between the two of us we had her loudly panting through a leg-shaking orgasm.

I kissed one of her fleshy cheeks, then moved to the other end of this sinful arrangement. Valerie was resting with her cheek against his thigh, a dreamy smile gracing her face. I kissed my sleeping beauty on the lips, then drifted down to my boy’s balls. The scent of dried sweat was strong down there. I nuzzled my nose into the warm space just beneath his dangling testicles and took him in. Divine.

Valerie stirred with a giggle, apparently in response to something Gary was doing to her other end. She licked the small dribble of pre-cum from the tip of his dick, then offered it to me. I sucked her tongue, grateful for her generous gift. I returned to his balls, and she to his cock. We spoke back and forth with our moans as our faces came close again and again. I licked. She sucked. We both worshipped the potent idol of my son’s glorious penis.

Gary’s motions soon told me he was close. His moans of release were muffled in Valerie’s pussy. She kept her lips firmly clamped around his shaft. I felt his balls pull up and I sucked at the loose flesh of his silky scrotum. He emptied himself into his girl’s mouth. I felt a pang of envy. She was taking all his cum.

Moments later my envy evaporated. She loosened her lips just enough to allow a stream of warm semen to flow down the length of his shaft. His balls were soon coated in the pungent fluid and I began licking greedily, lapping up my baby’s sperm as it continued to pour down. It took some time, but eventually Valerie and I managed to clean up the delicious mess. The two of us shared a long kiss then, the thick taste of Gary’s spend heavy on our tongues.

“Your turn!” Valerie called with a devilish grin.

The two of them untangled themselves in a flash and soon had me on all fours there on the living room floor. Valerie took charge of my pussy, and Gary went for my ass. Feeling two mouths working on me down there at the same time was almost too much for my brain to processes. I don’t believe there’s such a thing as too much pleasure, but this came damned close!

My tits hung down and swayed as my body moved to the rhythms of the cunnilingus and analingus I was being simultaneously treated to. My taut nipples bushed across the rough carpet. I had no idea how much accumulated filth that carpet had absorbed from all the previous tenants, but that only made me hornier for some reason. It occurred to me once again how dull my sex life would be if I hadn’t split up with my no-good husband. I should have done it years ago.

“I’m such a dirty fucking slut,” I groaned and pressed my tits against the carpet, indulging in the sensations brought about by my son and his girlfriend feeding on me like a couple hungry little puppies. “You eat my ass so good, honey…mmm…that’s it, Valerie, suck my clit…ooooh…”

I imagined Vera and Cris walking in at that moment. After a few seconds of shock, they look at each other, then strip their clothes off. Cris shoves his cock down my throat, and Vera gets under me and sucks my nipples. Oh, fuck, it was too much to contemplate.

“I’m cumming! I fucking cumming, kids…right in your mouths…make me cuuummm!”

My orgasm whiplashed through me and it was all I could do to keep my cunt and ass pressed to their mouths. I wanted that feeling to go on and on, but it came to an end too soon. I flopped to my side. The kids laughed and did the same. They recovered before I did and I heard the distinctive sound of a condom wrapper being torn open. It wasn’t long after that before they were fucking.

I moved so I would watch them. They kissed and grabbed at each other. Valerie put her legs up in the air. Gary’s ass moved in churning circles – he wasn’t just pounding straight into her. I wondered how it would feel if he were doing that to me instead of her. My pussy was sloppy wet with juices and saliva. I loved how that felt as I ran my fingers between my lips and began rubbing my clit. The way they looked into each other’s eyes with such intensity…it made my heart ache. I wanted a man to look at me like that, like there was nothing he wanted more in the world at that moment than to be inside of me.

My son brought his girlfriend to climax, then slowed while he kissed her. Before the kiss ended, his hips began picking up speed. Her legs were over his shoulders, he pumped his full length in and out of her. I fixated on the sight of his latex-sheathed cock disappearing into her pussy again and again with increasing rapidity. My baby really knew how to fuck. He knew how to fuck with that cock so good.

“Oh, yeah, fuck, me, yes!” Valerie coughed the words out each time Gary’s cock slammed home. “Give it, to, me! Right, there! Yes! Fuck, yes!” Her eyes rolled back and she moaned her way through another orgasm. Gary grimaced and seconds later he was cumming, too. Watching their overlapping orgasms was enough to send me over the top. Just as my son began to quiet, I started humping hard against my fingers and came all on my own.

I lay back and closed my eyes, floating peacefully in the afterglow of my depravity. Minutes later Valerie climbed on top of me. Her heavy breasts caressed me from my bare hip to my own chest. I detected the strong scent of Gary’s semen. The ring of a condom tickled my lips and I opened up reflexively. Seconds later my son’s warm spend was dribbling into my mouth. I swallowed and opened up for more.

I had been disgusted with myself for stealing his used condoms and eating my boy’s cum out of them alone in my room. I should have been disgusted with myself for doing it now. But having others taking part in this deplorable ritual with me made it seem almost acceptable. An act of love and devotion. A big glob of sperm and semen rushed across my tongue to the back of my throat. I caught it in time, and swirled it around. Valerie’s lips came to mine. I rolled her over onto her back. As we kissed, the cum flowed from my mouth to hers. She swallowed some, then pushed me onto my back and returned the favor. Twice more, and the cum was gone, the majority of it ending up in my belly. Gary joined us then, and a sensuous three-way make out session went on for a dangerously long time.

“Your mom could be home any time now,” I warned, my voice sounding husky with its coating of jism.

There were some parting kisses and gropes before we began gathering our clothes and getting rid of the evidence of our crimes. Valerie and I ended up in the bathroom together.

“Do you know your brother’s password for his phone?” I asked.

“Of course,” she answered around her toothbrush. “Twelve twenty-three, his birthday.”

“Can you do me a favor? Can you get a hold of his phone and bring it to my room after everyone’s asleep.”

“Sure, why?”

“I just want to check something.”

She spit and rinsed. “It’ll cost you.” She pressed her still naked body against mine. “I want you to do that thing again.”

“What thing?”

“The thing where you lick my asshole. I really like that.”

“You drive a hard bargain, but it’s a price I’m willing to pay.”

She was still giggling as she kissed me. It was my turn to brush my teeth and hopefully hide my cum breath before Vera returned. Valerie sat on the toilet, knees together. I couldn’t help glancing over when the tinkling sound began. She noticed me looking.

“Gary likes to watch me pee. Sometimes he even jerks off while he’s watching.” She opened her legs allowing me to see the sparkling golden stream issuing from her. “Do you let him see you when you piss?”

“Sometimes. But he never jerked off to it.”

“I thought it was gross at first, but now it kind of turns me on.” She reached down and parted her shaved lips. I could see the tiny gush emerging from the opening of her urethra.

“It was the same for me.” I was practically hypnotized by the display I was witnessing. “He likes peeing in front of me.”

Valerie nodded. “I sometimes wonder if he wants me to piss on him. Y’know, like, pee on his cock while he jerks it or something.”

“I’ve had that feeling, too.” The stream weakened to a trickled then stopped. She flexed and more squirted out. There was no way a normal person would find that as sexy as I did.

“Maybe you could suggest it one of these days.”

“I don’t know. That would be pretty weird.”

“It might be less weird if we do it together. I think it could be fun.” She wiped, flushed, then stood. “Do you need to go?”

I didn’t really “need” to go, but I didn’t want to pass up this chance. I sat on the toilet with my legs open. Several quiet seconds passed before a dribble came, then turned into a steady flow. Valerie stared between my legs with rapt fascination. I pulled my hairy lips apart and gave her the same view that she had given me. She actually squatted down for a better look.

“God, Mrs. Harden, your clit is still sticking out.”

“Like you said, this is a turn on for me, too. But I don’t know why.”

“I looks so sexy.” Her expression of perverse wonder turned to disappointment when I finished much quicker than she had.

“Sorry. Guess I didn’t have to go that bad.” I touched myself, teasing my finger over my dripping piss hole.

“Maybe don’t say anything about this to Gary yet.”

“No? Why not?”

“I just thought of something.” She gave me a one-shouldered shrug as I gathered some tissue and wiped. “I’ll tell you later.” Valerie turned and headed for her room to get dressed.

I flushed and wondered what all that was about. Very strange. Although, when you think about it, everything in my life lately could be describe in those terms One way or the other, I knew I would eventually find out what that little vixen had in mind.

~ ~ ~

A couple nights later, Valerie delivered her brother’s phone to me. She then promptly stripped down and straddled Gary’s face, keeping her moans to whimpers so she wouldn’t wake her family.

I tapped in the passcode, navigated to his photo gallery, swiped through a few pictures and then hit the jackpot.

“What are you looking for, Mrs. Harden? Hoping my brother has some pictures of his dick on there.”

“I’d rather see that in person.” I tried not to get distracted by the way her body was undulating as my son’s head moved suggestively between her thighs. “No, I took some naked selfies, and I’ve been ‘forgetting’ my phone here and there.” I held up Cris’ phone for her to see. “He took the bait.”

“Ha, he took pictures of your pictures.” She grabbed both her tits and squeezed hard. “My brother is such a sneaky pervert.”

“Thank God for that.” I swiped through and saw that he’d captured them all. He’d even zoomed in a few of my pics before snapping a copy. One of them had my spread pussy filling the screen, but another was zoomed in on my face. Oh, how sweet. “I think this is enough evidence to prove he’s interested.”

Valerie was humping Gary’s face faster, her pert rump jiggling with each thrust. “He totally wants to fuck you.” She pulled her nipples and threw her head back.

I continued swiping. Nothing interesting until I came to a blurry sideways image of me. There was a ‘play’ icon in the center of it. I tapped it. The video was of me sleeping on the sofa. The view quickly closed in on the little bit of cleavage that was showing from my V-neck shirt. The shaky image then moved downward to my crotch. There wasn’t much to see beyond a hint of my mound where my sweats were pulled tight. The view pulled back to a full body shot and began shaking even more. There was a fast shift down that explained the unstable camera work. Chris was jerking his cock as he recorded the video!

What a naughty boy. He then zeroed in on one of my boobs. There was a slight bump in the fabric caused by my nipple. The camera moved to my lips, then back to his cock. The angle shifted so that you could see his dick and my face at the same time. Moments later white gobs of jizz began pouring out onto the carpet below. The same carpet I had been naked on with his sister just days earlier. The recording stopped abruptly as soon as the last drop fell.

Valerie was crouched over, riding out a silent orgasm, her hand gripping a fistful of Gary’s hair and holding his face tight to her cunt. I pulled down my soaked panties as she shivered through the after effects.

“Valerie,” I said, spreading my legs wide, “come suck me like that.”

She was happy to fulfill my request.

“Gary get that cock into your girlfriend’s tight little cunny.” He slipped on a condom, got behind her, and began doing her doggy style as Valerie went to work on my pussy.

I replayed the video, eagerly anticipating the part where I could see a quick flash of his cock. Why couldn’t I have woken up while he was doing that? God, that would have been so hot. It ended and I hit play again. Was he resisting cumming right on me? Did he want to wipe his cockhead across my lips? How many times had he jerked off to this video? I pictured him in a bathroom stall at school beating off like crazy as he watched it just like I was at that moment.

“Oh, yeah, Valerie, don’t stop! I want your brother’s cock. I want to fuck him.” The more I talked the harder she sucked my clit. Gary just smiled and kept fucking. “I want to suck his cock and swallow his cum. I want your brother’s dick in me, Valerie. I want his cum!”

Gary put his finger across his lips, warning me that I was getting too loud. I grabbed a pillow and bit down as my son’s girlfriend brought me off with her mouth while I watched her brother spew his load only inches from my face without me knowing. It was all too good.

I extricated myself from the threesome and moved to one side of the mattress.

“You owe me an ass licking,” Valerie reminded me.

The two of them continued going at it. I watched them in the dim light, a contented smile on my face, as my eyes grew heavy. Valerie was on her back, then on top, then sideways. I was rocked asleep by the motion of their youthful lovemaking as I thought happy thoughts about what lay ahead for us all.

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It was Wednesday night. Vera was off to her bible study meeting at a church down the street two blocks away. Gary and Valerie announced that they were going to get something to eat, both of them giving me the thumbs up on their way out. This just left me and a somewhat uncomfortable Cris alone in the apartment.

I was relaxing on the sofa with a book. The TV was off, and the quiet was palpable. I was wearing a light sundress that I’d changed into after Vera left. My braless tits were barely contained in the loose-fitting bodice. Underneath the flimsy skirts, my panty-less pussy ached with anticipation.

After some awkward puttering about, Cris cleared his throat. “I’m probably going to go shoot some hoops or something.”

“Aw, really?” I pouted. “And leave me here all by myself.”

“Sorry,” he said, clearly not knowing what he should do.

“Well, it is a nice night,” I conceded wistfully. “It would be a shame to waste it.”

“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking.” He bobbed his head toward his room and went to change.

I gave him a little time, then went to his door and knocked.

“Hold on,” he said.

I pushed the door open and peeked in just in time to see him pull up his shorts over his jock strapped butt. So cute! He hadn’t put on a shirt yet. His abs were a wonder to behold.

“As long as I have you alone, do you mind if I ask a personal question?”

“Um, I guess not.” He fetched his basketball from next to his air mattress.

“This is going to sound weird, but are you circumcised?”

“Am I…huh?”

“Circumcised. You know, your penis? Do you still have your foreskin?”

“Um…” He shuffled his feet, unable to look at me.

“The only reason I ask is that I had Gary circumcised when he was a baby, and now I’m feeling guilty about it. I read an article the other day that says it can reduce sensitivity.” I let my gaze glide down his body and settle on his crotch for a few lingering moments, before looking once more into his eyes. “Sensitivity in the penis, that is. So that’s why I was wondering if you had your foreskin still.”

“Okay…yeah, I…I do.” He swallowed and moved his basketball to hide the front area of his shorts. It wasn’t hard to guess what was happening down there.

“Because I wanted to know if that was really true. Is your penis more sensitive? At least when it comes to sexual pleasure, that is.” I bit my lower lip provocatively as I waited for his answer.

He cleared his throat again. I found the controlled panic in his eyes very arousing. “I can’t really say, really. I’ve always just been the way I am.”

“Ah, you’re right. How stupid of me. You don’t have anything to compare it to.” I moved into the room, then bent down to pick up one of his stray socks. I sniffed it before tossing it towards the hamper that he shared with his mother and sister. I was quite sure he had a good angle to see down my dress when I did that, maybe enough to catch a glimpse of nipple. “I just worry that my son’s sex life might not be as good as it could have been if I had just left his penis alone.” I tried to emphasis the word penis each time I said it.

“Maybe. I don’t know. Probably not. I’m sure it’s fine. Lots of guys are like that.” He was babbling nervously.

“But not you. Your penis is natural. The way God intended it.” I could sense my nipples stiffening as I spoke. In a matter of seconds they would be very obvious to him if he cared to look. “Actually, I’ve never seen an uncircumcised penis. Can you believe that? I mean, I’ve seen quite a lot of penises, trust me, but never one that still had the foreskin. I’ve always been curious.”

“You have?” He swallowed again.

“I’m a very curious person, Cris.” I gave him my best sultry look. “Very curious.”

“That’s…good.”

“I’d love to see one someday.” I playfully hit the underside of his basketball, popping it up out of his hands.

I caught the ball before he could react. I looked for a telltale bulge, but didn’t see one before he moved his hands to cover up.

“I…should probably get going,” he said with a nervous chuckle.

“Aren’t those things uncomfortable?”

“What things?”

“Jock straps.”

“Oh…not really…they’re just…fine or whatever.”

“What about if you get an erection?” I made a show of looking down at that area. “What happens if your penis gets hard while you’re wearing one? It must be uncomfortable. Especially if you have a big uncircumcised penis like you do.”

“Big?”

“I just assumed.” I dropped the ball on his mother’s bed and took one of his hands. “You’ve got such nice large hands…thick, long fingers. And, what are you? Size twelve shoe?”

“Thirteen,” he said, voice trembling.

“Thirteen, wow.” I twined my fingers with his. “Usually that’s how you can tell a man has a big cock.” I kissed the tip of one of his fingers. “Do you, Cris? Do you have a big, uncircumcised cock?”

“I…I can’t really say. Maybe…I guess.”

I could barely hear him speak. He could hardly comprehend what was happening here, much less figure out what to do about it. It made me realize how far Gary had come in the past months. He was as naïve and unsure as Cris not very long ago, but had since become a much more confident lover than any boy his age. I enjoyed the way my son could take control and pleasure me with such sureness, but it was also a thrill to have this darling boy at my mercy – horny, uncertain, and rather clueless.

“Maybe I can help you with that.” I cupped my hand over the full pouch of his jockstrap. “If you’d like to show it to me, I can tell you how it compares with all the other cocks I’ve come across. Plus, I’d finally get to see my first uncircumcised penis. We’d both be able to learn something tonight. All you’d have to do is pull down your shorts and show me your cock.” I squeezed his package gently. “Would you like to do that, Cris?”

Without hesitation he nodded.

“Are you sure?”

“Y…Yes, Mrs. Harden.” I didn’t bother telling him to call me Joanne; hearing the kids call me Mrs. Harden was becoming quite the turn-on for me. He swallowed and apprehensively looked past me toward the door. “But please don’t say anything about this to my mom.”

“You don’t think she’d understand?”

“She’d kill me if she found out.”

“Oh, I don’t know.” I tugged his shorts down, leaving him in just his jock strap. “Your mother might be more understanding than you know.”

He didn’t look like he was willing to agree with that. Not to worry, we had other things to attend to at that particular moment.

“Now, do you want to pull your big cock out for me, or should I do it?”

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