Open Door Policy, Ch. 6

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Open Door Policy, Ch. 6
by DirtyMindedMom

My new open door policy was working better than I had hoped. In the beginning, all I really wanted was to be able to masturbate while my son was in the apartment and not worry about all the noise I made. It quickly evolved into something more. My son and I had become shameless voyeurs and exhibitionist with each other. I hadn’t expected that my experiment with openness would lead to me seeing my boy jerk off his hard cock in front of me, and I certainly didn’t anticipate that I’d be spreading my pussy and letting him watch me finger myself to orgasm. It was all very sordid, yet I couldn’t deny how much I was enjoying the daily dose of filthy debauchery.

Sure, there was the occasional pang of guilt. I was quite sure that I was breaking some kind of law by gratifying myself in a sexually explicit way in front of my son, but that’s not what I was worried about. No one would ever know what was going on in our tiny dump of an apartment unless Gary turned me in, and he was having too much fun to spoil a good thing. I also wasn’t worried so much about what I was doing rising to the level of “sexual abuse.” I suppose an argument could be made that this is what I was doing, but there hadn’t been any direct physical contact between us of a sexual nature, and I clearly wasn’t forcing my son to do anything he didn’t want to do.

I suppose the guilt came from the fact that a large part of what turned me on so much about what was happening was how wrong it was. Wasn’t I supposed to shield my son from my sexual side? A good mother shouldn’t purposely expose herself the way I was or lust after a glimpse of her son’s erect penis. A normal mom would never slide her dildo into her pussy late at night and imagine that it was her boy’s cock filling her up. And she definitely wouldn’t be sneaking tastes of her son’s cum every chance she got. These little twinges of guilt, however, were no match for the overwhelming desire I had to continue with our depraved sex shows.

A big part of the thrill was that it seemed like there was something new every day. Earlier in the week, I stepped out of the shower to find Gary standing in the open bathroom doorway beating off. I just smiled and went about drying myself off as if nothing was out of the ordinary. I took my time and made sure he got some good views of my tits and ass. By the time I was finished he was spilling his jizz on the tile floor. I told him to go get ready for school and I’d clean up his mess, which I did – with my tongue. I tried to be quick about it, not wanting him to see me naked on my hands and knees licking his cum off the floor, but in a strange way I sort of wanted to be caught like that.

That night we were sitting on the sofa watching TV after dinner and Gary just whipped his dick out without a word and started stroking it. I decided to follow his lead, pulled my pants down, and frigged myself right there on the couch with him. We both had a nice cum, then went back to watching TV, neither of us bothering to put our junk away. I loved being able to glance over whenever I wanted and see my son’s cock and balls on display.

I wouldn’t exactly say Gary was aggressive when it came to our naughty interludes, but he wasn’t shy about letting me know what he wanted, which was an unexpected turn on for me. He came to my room one night at bedtime wearing nothing but a t-shirt and a hard-on.

“Mom, are you going to masturbate tonight?”

“Well, now that I’ve seen that beautiful cock of yours I suppose I have to.”

He was never able to suppress a prideful smile when I complimented his penis like that.

“Cool, cool, cool…” Gary watched as I slipped off my bra and released my tits. “So…is it okay if I watch?”

“Of course, sweetheart.” I wiggled out of my panties, gave them a sniff just to tease him, then tossed them toward the hamper. “You know by now how much I like to cum when you’re watching me.” I fluffed up my pussy hair as the butterflies began to stir in my tummy.

“Can we leave all the lights on?”

I moved to my bed (or, rather, my mattress on the floor). I’d gotten over most of my self-consciousness about my mature body over the past couple weeks when it came to my son. He’d seen me in enough compromising situations that being naked in bright light didn’t scare me the way it used to. My boy was horny for me just the way I was, no need to hide anything from him.

“Um…I was wondering if you could do something for me though?”

“Something kinky?” I asked in a sultry taunt.

“Not really, I don’t think. If it’s okay, could you do it facing the other way? You know, like on all fours?”

“That’s not how I usually do it, but I guess I could try it that way.” I loved being able to give him what he wanted. “But why that position?”

He shrugged and I detected a hint of bashfulness. “Don’t know. Just something different.”

I wasn’t entirely convinced, but I turned around and got onto all fours with my butt facing Gary. “Like this?”

“Perfect, Mom. Thanks.”

I reached down between my legs and ran my fingers along my soaked slit. I had been losing so much moisture through my pussy lately that I was taking extra care to stay hydrated. At one point I even wished that Gatorade made a special drink that helped replenished expended sex juices! But, in the grand scheme of things, it was a good problem to have.

I rotated by ass as I began to lose myself in the pleasure. My butt had gotten wider than I would have liked over the years, but it was still smooth. More cushion for the pushin’, as they say. The only problem was that I wasn’t doing any real pushin’ lately. My dildos got the job done, but I couldn’t help wanting to wrap my pussy around a flesh and blood cock for a change. Maybe I needed to start thinking about betting back out there. Cheryl offered to set me up with one of her clients…

“God, Mom, your ass is awesome.”

“Oh, stop exaggerating.”

“I’m serious. None of the girls in my school even come close to how hot your butt is.”

Take that you skinny little bitches. I gave my backside a shake and felt my cheeks jiggling. I would have been mortified doing that in front of my skunk of a husband, but it was a treat to let loose like that with my son. I knew instead of judging me he was simply enjoying whatever perverted treat I was willing to offer. I could hear him whacking off behind me and regretted not having a better view in this position.

“So, my little boy is a butt man?”

“When it comes to you, Mom, I think I’m an everything man.”

That comment inflated my ego a few more PSI. I heard him moving closer, and I sunk two fingers into my pussy hole.

“Enjoying the view, baby boy?”

“Totally.” He was breathing heavy. “I can almost see your butthole, Mom.”

It suddenly dawned on me why he most likely wanted me in this position. Only one way to test my theory. I grabbed one of my cheeks with my free hand and spread it to the side.

“How about now, sweetheart? Can you see Mommy’s butthole now?”

“Oh, fuck, yes!” The pace of his strokes doubled. Yeah, that’s what he was angling for.

“Does Mommy have a pretty asshole?” I abandoned my pussy and used both hands to spread my ass for my son’s viewing pleasure.

“It’s perfect, Mom. Fucking perfect.”

I was never much into assplay, but there seemed to be no limits to what I was willing to do with my son. Things that had always been disgusting or degrading were somehow now desirable and satisfying in a way I would never have imagined. I truly had nothing to hide from my son, so there was no need for inhibitions. I was free to explore the depths of depravity in ways I never could before. And the deeper I went, the better it felt.

“Look at my asshole, baby!”

“I’m looking, Mom! I’m…I’m…I’m gonna cum!”

“Do it, baby! Cum! Cum on Mommy!” Did I just say that? “Cum right on Mommy’s dirty little asshole!” I spread my ass wider. “Do it!”

Gary groaned and moved in right behind me.

“Here it comes, Mom!”

A second later, a warm spurt hit the center of my asshole and was quickly followed by several more. A sparkling tingle ran all through my body as my son liberally coated my open ass with his hot spunk. It was filthy, immoral, and spectacular all that the same time. I had reached a new low, but never felt higher. My moans mingled with my son’s choked cries of delight as he pumped the last few drops of semen out of his cock and onto my butt.

I let go of one of my cheeks and fingered my clit. All it took was a couple of quick strokes and I was cumming. My back arched, my thighs quivered, and I let out a weeping groan of carnal fulfillment. During my entire marriage, I had never had orgasms as intense as the ones I was experiencing with my son.

“Shit, Mom, that was incredible.”

“You won’t get an argument from me,” I panted into my pillow. I flexed by butt cheeks and felt Gary’s cum squish between them. I shouldn’t have let him blow his load on me like that, but it was too late to worry about it.

“Want me to get you a towel or something?” he offered.

Such a little gentleman.

“No, honey, I’m going to go to the bathroom and clean up.” I crawled off the mattress, stood up and stretched. “I have to pee, anyway.”

As I headed for the door I noticed a peculiar look in his eyes. There was a longing curiosity there that I’d recently learned to recognize. It took me a second to guess what it might be about. No, it couldn’t be that. My mind rebelled against the possibility, but I had to ask.

“Honey, do you want to come with me to the bathroom and watch me pee?”

The way his cock twitched was answer enough.

I reminded myself once again that when it came to my son I had nothing to hide…

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15 thoughts on “Open Door Policy, Ch. 6

  1. Mmmm….great story! I hope it goes where I think it’s going ;)

    (FWIW, the first sentence can be used for practically every story you’ve written.)

  2. OMG!!! Rachael that was awsome. You seem to out do yourself with each chapter. Really liked the anal play. Has hubby been enjoying your your backdoor being open for fun? Take care you nasty mom. XXOO

  3. Very intense! You did not mention his cum on her ass as to what she did with it, I presume she scooped it up with her fingers and licked her fingers clean.
    Be nice if the young lad gets to cover his mothers tits in his hot cum soon.

  4. Well Darlin’, Just when I thought you couldn’t get any kinkier you have surprised me and done it ..You have made this dirty ole man a lot happier than you could ever imagine. thank you Rachael ………. Larry

  5. very very nice – Love the naughtiness of it all. Made my cock nice and hard. I thought Gary would lick mom’s ass clean – but perhaps that will cum later!

  6. Very very very nice one. You are one naughty mommy. Rachael do you like that Gary is going to let his mom suck him off and clean him up with her toung. We know she love cleaning Gary cum off her bra and body and the floor. How about from his cock??? Just something to think about?

  7. “I suppose the guilt came from the fact that a large part of what turned me on so much about what was happening was how wrong it was.”

    – Exactly. Another excitingly transgressive instalment. I hope the son gets to fuck his mother in the arsehole soon.

  8. Can’t wait to see what you and Gary get up to next.
    After cumming on your ass, and being invited to watch you pee, my imagination is running at full tilt and my cock is following at full speed.

    Great story- now to the next chapter of lust and debauchery. Can’t wait!!

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