Goodbye 2015…

This is how I plan on spending New Year’s Eve!

…Hello, two-thousand and sex-teen!

I finally had some time this week to devote some much needed attention to my shamefully neglected blog. A kindly reader pointed out that I’d never gotten around to posting Cam Slut Mom 5 here at the site (my links were all pointing to the Literotica page), so I took care of that oversight. I also noticed that I never posted one of the stories I had a Lush Stories here. For those of you who missed it there, you can now find Stroke Break, my idea of the perfect work environment, here for your reading pleasure.

Most of you have probably also noticed that I managed to post part 2 of the highly erotic Don’t Use Mom’s Panties, as well as chapter 9 of the increasingly nasty New Rules. And, just to keep the good news rolling, Boxfan has graciously sent me the next two chapters in his family fuck-fest, so I’ll have those uploaded as soon as I get a chance to format them for your masturbating needs.

A loyal and horny reader sent me something recently that has put a fun, but self-serving, idea in my dirty little mind. He wrote a temptingly explicit fantasy scene about me being used as a fuck toy by my husband and his parents on my living room floor. It’s set in the future and my youngest daughter (who’s in high school in this scenario) comes home unexpectedly and spies on this little family orgy of ours. It was a little strange for me to be the subject of this tantalizing piece of “fan fiction,” but it also got my juices flowing. Given that both the author and me enjoyed the experience, I was wondering if it would be worthwhile to open up a new sextion on the blog where you could send in their own fantasies featuring me and my family, or you and me with your family, or random strangers, or well-hung zoo animals. (Okay, maybe not the animals.) If enough people are interested, I’ll create a new page and we can find out to what new lows our collective imaginations might take us.

I hope everyone had a very sexy XXXmas, and has an even dirtier New Year’s on tap. For me, it’ll be a quiet night at home with my darling hubby and a bottle of cheap champagne. After the ball drops, we will retire to the bedroom for our traditional New Year fuck for good luck. I’ve already decided that this year I’m going to throw in some old fashioned butt sex to make sure we have all the bases covered luck- and fuck-wise.

Big Hugz and a Happy New Yearz kiss on the private part of your choosing!

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Open Door Policy 20

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Open Door Policy, Ch. 20
by DirtyMindedMom

It was a crappy day at work, and an even crappier commute home. By the time I dragged my butt up three flights of stairs to reach my door, all I wanted to do was take a hot shower, get into my PJs and pass out. I stepped into the apartment to find a pair of teenagers making out on the sofa. God, where did they find the energy?

They were both still dressed, with my son on top of his girlfriend grinding his crotch against hers. She had her legs wrapped around his hips and one hand firmly gripping his butt. He had one of his hands up her shirt, and his tongue halfway down her throat. I couldn’t help but want to swap places with the lucky little slut.

“Oh, hi, Mom. Didn’t realize it was so late,” Gary said when he heard the door close.

“Hi, Mrs. Harden,” Valerie piped up from beneath my son. She wasn’t the least bit embarrassed by the fact that my boy was fondling her tit as she greeted me. I’d told her that she could call me Joanne, but apparently she got off on using my formal name. My son sure knew how to pick ‘em.

“Don’t mind me, kids. I’m going to grab a quick shower then be in my room.”

“We were just going to go to my room, Mom, so if you want to watch TV…”

“Thanks, honey, but I’m beat. You two do whatever you want…” I headed for the bathroom. “…except make me a grandmother.”

I heard Valerie giggle for a moment before her mouth was once again occupied by my son’s tongue. I was a little relieved that Gary would have someone to take care of him this evening. As much as I loved playing with him, at my age a night off from kinky debauchery would be a welcomed respite.

I stripped down to nothing as soon as I reached my bedroom, then crossed the hallway to the bathroom not caring if either of the horny teenagers saw me. It was nice not to have to worry about being naked in my own home. Out of habit, I left the bathroom door open, turned on the shower, and once the room was filled with swirling steam I stepped under the spray.

Those first moments were almost better than sex. Almost.

The hot water caressed my tired flesh, loosening my muscles, draining the tension out of my shoulders and lower back. It felt better than I deserved. I luxuriated under the water, feeling the grime and sweat of the day cascading off of my body with each passing second. I ran my soapy hands over my breasts, down my belly, and between my legs. Parts of me began to come alive that had been rendered dormant during the course of my workday. My hands massaged my tits. I loved the slippery looseness of them. How they flopped and slapped together as I played with them. The suds made my boobs feel softer than normal, and it was all I could do to force myself to rinse off.

I stepped out of the shower and began toweling myself dry. I was unable to resist admiring my thick tuft of pubic hair in the foggy mirror. I swiped it clear so I could get a better look. I’d considered shaving several times since I’d started messing around with my son, but there was something too alluring about a nicely trimmed patch of womanly cunt hair to let go of. I was startled by a friendly knock at the door jamb.

Gary leaned in with a lusty leer. There was a time not too long ago that I would have screamed and covered myself up, but now it felt completely normal to let my boy see me naked like this. Him being naked as well wasn’t a shock to me either, but rather much appreciated. His hard cock jutted out from his own recently cultivated patch of pubic hair and got my juices stirring all the more.

“Hey, Mom, Valerie wanted me to ask you something.” He inspected me up and down when I turned to face him. “Looking good, by the way.”

“Thanks, baby cakes.” Yeah, that definitely had me juicy. Looked like there’d be some nasty battery-powered business to attend to very soon. There goes my pussy’s night off.

“Ah, so me and Valerie were about to fuck and she told me check to see if you wanted to watch.”

“Are you sure this wasn’t your idea, mister?”

“No, I swear, Mom.” He leaned into the bathroom and lowered his voice. “She’s totally hot for you. Don’t ask me why.” My son made a show of ogling my nakedness and licking his lips.

I gave him a light slap, and squeezed his cheeks together. “So much for my plan of curling up under the covers for a much-deserved nap.” I leaned in, kissed him on the lips, and gripped his erection. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

I finished drying off and put some body lotion on. At least now I wouldn’t have to just imagine what the two of them were doing in the next room, or have to guess what was happening based on the noises I could hear. My clit was throbbing, but I did my best not to touch it. I’d hate to end up making myself cum before I even got to see the teen sex show I’d been invited to.

Once in my room, I debated about whether I should slip something on. After running through my options, I decided it wasn’t worth the trouble. I grabbed my vibrator out from under my pillow and headed to Gary’s bedroom.

Valerie was lying on the bed nude. When I appeared in the doorway, a big smile came across her face when she saw I was naked. She let her legs fall open, exposing her hairless crotch. Her pussy lips were already swollen with desire, and a hint of glistening wetness was evident. Gary was opening a condom packet.

“Let your mom put it on for you,” Valerie suggested. Damn, she really was into this deviant mother-son thing we had going on here.

Gary tossed the empty wrapper aside and offered me the greasy rubber with a grin.

“Are you completely hard?” I asked seductively.

He looked down. “I don’t know, Mom, you tell me.”

I took him in my hand and gave him a few tugs. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Valerie’s fingers go to her clit. “Only one way to be sure.”

I bent over and took my son’s cock into my mouth. I’m pretty sure I heard a moan coming from the bed. I sucked Gary’s cock down to the back of my throat, then drew back slowly. I tongued his head, licking along the length of his pee hole, then took him all the way. My nose brushed against his belly as I struggled to swallow all of him. I was on the verge of gagging, but I held him like that for a few good seconds before pulling back and sucking in a deep breath.

“Oh, shit, Mrs. Harden,” Valerie whispered in awe. “You’re going to have to teach me how to do that.”

“I’m sure Gary would love for you to learn that little trick.” I wasn’t about to admit that was the first time I’d ever deep-throated a cock before. I wasn’t even sure I’d be able to do it, but something had taken hold of me in the moment. I was definitely going to have to try that again.

I placed the condom over the end of his hard-on and began rolling it down with one hand as I fondled his silken ball sack with the other. “But right now I want to see my son’s hard cock sliding into that darling little pussy of yours.”

“Can you check to make sure I’m wet enough?” Valerie spread her lips apart. It was evident from just looking at her that she was more than wet enough, but that’s not what she really wanted.

“Hmm, let me see.” I knelt on the mattress, lowered my head down between her legs, and ran my tongue from just beneath her pussy hole, over her pulsating opening, up along her puffy inner lips, and across her stiff little clitty. That was all I was planning on doing, but then I found myself going back down for another taste. I pushed my tongue as far into her tight cunt hole as I could and swirled it around. “I’d say this is one delicious pussy that is more than ready to get fucked.”

“Th…thanks,” she stammered. She looked up at Gary like he had better hurry up and shove his cock into her before she came without him.

After watching his mother lick his girlfriend’s twat, I’m sure he needed nothing more than a stiff breeze to fill that condom. “Move over, Mom, it’s magic time.”

Valerie and I exchanged eye rolls as I made way for Gary and his boner. “Do you want to him help get it in?” she asked, making it sound like a perfectly innocent request. I reached between them, took my son’s cock and guided it toward her waiting vagina. I couldn’t help rubbing the head around her clit a few times, and swabbing it up and down the length of her slit.

“Now just relax,” I advised Valerie unnecessarily, “and let his hard cock slide all the way inside of you as far as it can go.” Looking up at my handsome son, I said, “Be gentle with her, put it in nice and slow.”

Gary’s cock eased through my grip and into his girlfriend’s pussy. This was surely the most depraved, and hottest, thing I’d ever done in my life. “That’s it, fill up her cunt with that big penis.”

Valerie moaned. I couldn’t tell if it was from the words I was using or from the dick being fed into her fuck hole. “That feels so gooood,” she cooed. One of her hands found my dangling breast. She pinched my nipple lightly as my son was reaching his limit.

“Almost there.” I reluctantly pulled my hand away, grazing my fingers over her clit as I did. She writhed and bit her lower lip, eyes half closed. I decided to return the favor and slid my hand up to her chest and began toying with one of her nipples. “All the way in, sweetie, as deep as you can go.”

Gary pushed his hips into her and let out a shuddering breath. “Damn, Mom, I never knew anything could feel this awesome. I want to fuck every single day for the rest of my life.”

I had to smile at that. “Don’t we all.” I gave Valerie’s nipple a little twist. “Now start soft and easy. In and out.” Gary drew back about halfway and went deep again. “Good. Just like that. Focus on what it feels like. Listen to the sounds she’s making. Pay attention to how her body is responding.”

They looked into each other’s eyes as they continued to fuck. It would have been a heartwarming moment for me if I wasn’t so damned horny!

“Can you see okay, Mrs. Harden? Can you see your son’s cock going in and out of me?” She pushed up against Gary’s chest to make sure I could see down between them.

“I can,” I assured her. It was a beautiful sight, I had to admit.

“Do you like this?” she went on breathily. “You like watching us fuck?”

“I love it, Valerie. I’m so glad you invited me in.”

“You get horny seeing your son’s cock, don’t you? You like to touch it, and suck it even though you’re his mom.”

“That’s true. It’s my very, very dirty secret.”

Gary stayed quiet and concentrated on keeping his thrusts into her pussy even and controlled. I suspected that if it wasn’t for the condom, he would have blown his load in her already.

“So fucking dirty,” she moaned. “Are you going to touch yourself, Mrs. Harden? Is your pussy all wet like mine? I want you to masturbate while you watch us fuck. I want to cum at the same time as you.”

I had a feeling this girl had been spending a lot of time thinking about having both me and my son naked in bed with her at the same time. It was like she was trying to play out all her fantasies at once.

“You want me to masturbate?”

“Uh huh,” she moaned.

“Want me to play with myself while I watch my son fuck your tight little pussy?”

“God, yesss…”

“What about you, Gary? Do you mind if your mother masturbates her naked cunt while you shove your cock into your girlfriend’s horny fuck hole?”

“Go for it, Mom, but hurry up because I’m not going to last much longer with the two of you talking like this!”

“No problem, sweetie. Valerie, can you be a dear and hand me my dildo?”

She groped around on the bed next to her until she found it and passed the toy to me. “This is so fucking kinky,” she gushed. “I love it!”

Without turning on the vibrations, I slipped the fake cock into my well-lubricated pussy. “Oh, yeah…” I sighed.

“Are you doing it?” Valerie asked. “I can’t see. Are you fucking yourself?”

I moved so that I was kneeling next to her head. “I’m doing it, honey. I’m fucking myself just like you wanted.”

She turned her head and saw me rapidly driving the dildo in and out of my cunt just inches away from her face. “Oh, shit, that’s so hot. Look at your mom’s pussy, Gary. Your mom is fucking masturbating right in front of us.”

My son did as he was told and took a good long look at my pussy. He’d seen it plenty of times before, but it still gave me a charge to see the lascivious gleam in his eye when I exposed myself to him. I pulled the toy out and held my hole open wide for both to see. “Look at Mommy’s pussy, sweetheart. Your mother’s cunt is so horny right now.” I jammed the dildo back in and plunged it deep.

“Fuck me harder,” Valerie demanded through gritted teeth. She lifted her knees to provide a better angle for her to take the coming rough ride. “Pound that cock into my fucking pussy.”

Gary bore down and got to work. He held himself up, his arms straight, triceps bulging, sweat beginning to show across his back. How I would have loved to be able to be in Valerie’s place right then. Even though I had finally gotten laid a couple nights earlier, I had the nagging sense that there had been something missing. There was no connection with that one-night stranger. Definitely not the deep, loving, unbreakable kind of connection I had with my son.

I pulled the rubber cock out of my pussy again and touched the tip to Valerie’s lips. Without a second thought she took it in her mouth. She sucked it greedily as nasal moans still came from her in rhythm with the nearly brutal fucking she was receiving. I wouldn’t be surprised if the insides of her thighs were covered in bruises the next day. I pulled the nasty lollipop away and shoved it back in my twat.

“Fuuuck. I just tasted your mom’s pussy,” she said and raked her fingernails down Gary’s arms. “Your mom’s cunt tastes so good.” She grabbed his head and pulled him down. “Kiss me!”

My boy’s tongue was in her mouth, moving around with impassioned fervor, tasting his own mother’s pussy on his girlfriend’s lips. I detected the mounting noises of her impending orgasm and worked my pussy faster. I matched my son’s pace, imagining it was his cock being rammed into me, pretending it was me he was fucking like a steam-powered piston. “Fuck her, baby! Make her cum!” In my head, I replaced the word ‘her” with “me.”

“I’m cumming!” Valerie announced urgently. “Cum with me, Mrs. Harden!” Her hand flailed out and grabbed my thigh. “Fucking cuuuuum!” Her legs began to shake and her eyes rolled back. Her body tensed to the point where she almost couldn’t get a sound out.

Seeing her plummet into the throes of such an intense orgasm was all it took to set me off. I began to cum also. “Oh, shit,” I grunted in a very unladylike manner. “Fuck me! Fuck my fucking cunt!” I called out. This was about when Valerie was able to catch her breath and let out a plaintive wail of ecstasy that nearly drowned out my string of curses. It’s a wonder the neighbors hadn’t called the police already. We were about halfway through our climaxes when Gary finally gave in.

His back arched and he pushed his hips forward, straining with every muscle. He let out a masculine yell and emptied his balls. God, he looked sexy. We all went still except for our heaving chests. The sound of our mixed breathing was an erotic form of music in its own right. I tried my best to focus on that instead of the realization that I was yet again in the midst of a criminal liaison with a pair of under aged teens. Gary lifted himself, ready to pull out.

“Let me make sure the condom doesn’t come off,” I said, reaching down between their sweaty bodies and pinching the ring at the base of my son’s penis.

He slowly drew himself out. The tip of the condom was bulbous with pearly fluid. Valerie watched through hooded eyes as I carefully worked the rubber off of his cock, which was still as hard as ever. I put the used condom aside and turned back to admire my boy’s semen-coated erection.

“You want to suck it again, don’t you, Mrs. Harden?” Valerie’s voice was soft and inviting. “I can tell you want to taste your son’s cum. Go ahead. Suck his cock.”

I was trying my best to resist doing just that, but there was no point in fighting it. I took Gary into my mouth once more. The strong flavor of his sperm sent goosebumps over my naked flesh. I took my time and gently savored his penis. Valerie gingerly rubbed her clit as she watched.

“Mmm, your mother really loves your cock, doesn’t she? Look how happy she is sucking you clean.” She rolled a nipple between her thumb and forefinger and continued to work her pussy. “Get it all, don’t miss any.”

I didn’t need to be guided in this. There was no way I was going to let any of my boy’s delicious cum get left behind. Once his shaft was clean, I licked the pungent sweat from his balls. He lovingly stroked my hair as I tended to his cock. No matter how hot Valerie was, she would never treat him as good as I could, and he knew it.

“Now me,” she said with the innocent lilt of a jealous child. Gary and I looked and saw her holding her pussy open, her clit protruding prominently. “Clean me up, too, Mrs. Harden.”

I looked up at my son. He smiled and nodded, then moved so I could once again get between her legs. I could tell she was holding her breath, waiting for the moment my tongue touched her clit. She let out a sound that was half moan and half giggle. “My goodness, Valerie, how did your pussy get so dirty?”

Her giggling was cut short when I enveloped the topmost area of her bare vulva with my mouth and began to suck. This was a decadent treat that I certainly shouldn’t have been allowing myself. Even so, I was going to enjoy it anyway. As I sucked his girlfriend’s cunt, Gary’s hand slid along my back, over a cheek, and made its way to my moist center. He dipped the tip of a finger in my pussy, then moved it up to my tight pucker. Valerie was too preoccupied to notice him playing with my asshole as I flicked her engorged clitty. I was about to go down and tongue-fuck her hole when a phone rang.

There was some fumbling, then Valerie had her cell phone in her hand. These kids never let those things get out of reach.

“Fuck, it’s my mom. Shhh!” She hit a button and put the phone to her ear. “Yeah?” The aroma of her freshly-fucked pussy taunted me. “I know. I’m at the bus stop now,” she lied insistently. A dribble of pussy cream leaked out of her. “It’s running late, what’d’ya want me to do?” I caught dribble on my tongue before it reached her asshole. There was a sharp intake of breath. “Nothing…I almost sat in gum is all.” I wiggled my tongue upward until I reached the source. “Fine. Yes. I will.” I plugged her hole and swirled, tasting the powerful tang of her sex. “Bye…” The phone slipped from her hand and bounced on the bed.

“I don’t want to go,” she whined and put her hands on my head, pulling me into her cunt. “I want to stay here with you guys all night.”

I began lapping her pussy from bottom to top. I wanted to make this last, too, but I needed to be a responsible adult and makes sure she got going sooner rather than later. I brought my full focus back to her clit.

“Oh, God. She had no idea my boyfriend’s mom was eating my pussy while she was talking to me.” She began humping my face. “This is…so…fucking…crazy…unnnnnggggggh!” And just like that she came in my mouth. Her convulsions forced out a small flow of sex juices that I felt wetting my chin on their way to the bedsheets beneath us. It wouldn’t take much practice for this girl to be a true squirter.

“Okay, kids, that’s a wrap.” I tried not to pout when the finger popped out of my ass. “Wash up real quick and get dressed. “I’m giving you a ride to the bus stop by your house, okay?”

“That would totally save my life, Mrs. Harden!” she said as that delectable pussy of hers disappeared under a pair of cute, cotton underpants with little pink bows at the sides.

“It would be a bummer for all of us if you got grounded and we weren’t able to see that hot ass of yours for a week or two.”

“Thanks, Mom,” Gary said and planted a kiss on my cheek.

As they were busy gathering their clothes, I grabbed my dildo. I also scooped up the used condom, trying to be as subtle about it as I could. If caught, all I’d have to say was that I was going to go throw it away. Once I’d made it safely to my bedroom with it, I gave it a twist so nothing would leak out and carefully tucked it under the edge of my blanket for later. I had second thoughts. How much of a depraved pervert had I become over the past weeks? I should really just throw that away. What was I thinking?

“Mom, we’re ready!”

I’d deal with it when I got back. I threw on some clothes, snagged my purse, and we all went to the car. The two of them made out in the backseat the whole ride, with Valerie calling out directions now and then. From the sound of it, she also managed to grind out one more bonus orgasm through her jeans just before we reached her stop.

Valerie got out and came around to my window. “Thanks, Mrs. Harden, for everything.” She looked around and upon seeing the coast was clear she leaned in and kissed me on the lips. “I owe you one.”

With that she jogged along the sidewalk and turned at the first street. Once her sweet butt was no longer in view, Gary and I snapped out of our trance.

“You really hit the jackpot with that one, boy.”

“Beginner’s luck,” Gary said from behind me, then prepared to stretch out.

“Oh, no, mister. I’m not your chauffeur. Get your ass up here.”

He groaned, but did as he was told like a good boy.

“You didn’t cream your jeans, did you?” I inquired, nodding toward the sizeable bulge in his pants.

“Close, but I saved it for you,” he said with a smirk meant to be charming. “I totally want to cum on your asshole when we get home.” He massaged his bulge with one hand while sniffing the fingers of his other – the fingers that ten minutes earlier had been in my pussy and ass.

“Haven’t you had enough for one night, you nasty child?”

“Yeah, right,” he scoffed. “As if you’re not thinking about the exact same thing.”

“Okay, you got me there.” I almost ran a red light thinking about bending over and spreading my butt cheeks while my son rubbed his cockhead against my asshole before drowning it in a load of warm cum. “So, we never really talked about the other night.”

“When you banged that guy? What’s there to talk about?”

“I don’t know,” I said, not really sure where I wanted to go with this. “I guess I wanted to check in with you to make sure you’re still okay with everything that happened now that you’ve had some time for it to sink in.”

He thought for a moment. “Why wouldn’t I be okay?”

“First of all, what we didn’t isn’t exactly normal. It would be expected that a son might have some issues seeing his mother acting like a slut and getting fucked every which way by a strange man.”

“Are you kidding? That was so insanely hot. Like having my own private porn show right in my house.”

“And then there’s the other thing.” I was hesitant to put this into words. “Things have obviously changed between you and me since I left your father. I wouldn’t go so far as to call us ‘lovers,’ but we have our own kind of weird sexual relationship going on. Most guys would be jealous or hurt if they saw their partner having casual sex with another person. It’s okay to be honest with me if that’s how you’re feeling.”

Gary was quiet for about a block. His hand remained on his cock, occasionally squeezing.

“Well, it was kinda my idea to start with, so I wouldn’t have suggested it if I didn’t want you to do it. It’s funny, this came up in English class a couple weeks ago.”

“Watching your mom getting fucked came up in your English class? I’m going to have to meet your teacher.”

“No,” he laughed. “We’re reading some Shakespeare plaything and Mr. Hennsey talked about the difference between jealousy and envy. Envy is when you want something that someone else has, and jealousy is when you’re afraid of losing something, or someone, that you already have, or something along those lines.” He moved his hand from his crotch to my thigh, dangerously high up on my thigh. I got tingles all over like a moon-eyed schoolgirl on a first date. “I definitely envied that guy, but there’s no way I could be jealous.” He squeezed my leg affectionately. “One thing I know for sure is that I’ll never lose you no matter what.”

It was stupid, but I had to fight back the tears when I heard him say that. I loved my son more than anything in the world, and since I started loving him in this new way, I was worried that it would somehow spoil what we’d always had as mother and son. I was so relieved to hear him say that would never change.

“I just want you to be happy. You deserve it. If banging other guys makes you happy, and you did look pretty happy the other night, then it’s cool by me. And, when you think about it,” he went on, “I was never jealous of you fucking Dad, so…”

“Yeck, don’t remind me.” I patted Gary’s hand as I tried to get the bad taste out of my mouth at the mention of my poor excuse for a husband. “And that was different. Back then you and I weren’t messing around like we are now. You had no reason to be possessive of me when it came to that.”

“I suppose,” he said, working through things in his mind. It was nice being able to talk with him like this. Whenever I tried to discuss difficult subjects with his father, he would shut down and find an excuse to get out of the conversation as soon as possible. “Probably if you stopped doing this stuff with me, but were messing around with other guys, I might feel like that. But as long as I get to see you naked and everything else, I’m pretty much all good.” He moved his hand higher on my leg and I opened up some in case he wanted to go farther. His smile faded as he considered something new. “So, wait, are you saying all this because you’re jealous of Valerie?”

“Huh?” Curve ball out of left field. “No, of course not.”

“If you don’t want me screwing around with other girls, I won’t. I’ll break up with her right now.” He reached for his phone.

I couldn’t tell if he was really serious or not. “Oh, stop it. After what the three of us just did, how can you think I don’t want you screwing other girls? I’m thrilled that you have a girlfriend. And I’m more than thrilled that she’s almost as perverted as we are.”

“Yeah, she turned out to be more of a horny freak than I first thought.”

“I’m just concerned that I’m intruding too much between the two of you. This should be your thing. If you ever feel like I’m too intimately involved, just say the word and I’ll back off.”

“Yeah, that’s not happening. You look so fucking hot licking Valerie’s pussy, Mom. I don’t even know which is better, fucking her myself or watching you mess around with her.” His hand slid all the way up between my legs. I looked around to make sure no one could see my son rubbing my pussy through my pants in public. “Why are you driving so slow? I want to hurry up and get home!”

That made two of us. I leaned on the accelerator a bit more, but the city traffic wasn’t letting me make much progress.

“Then we’re clear,” I said, summing up. “You’re okay with me having sex with other men, even though you and I can’t fuck.”

He hesitated as if he wanted to correct something I’d said, then changed his mind. “Yes.”

“And you’re fine with me getting naked with you and your girlfriend.”

“Definitely.” No hesitation there.

“And as soon as we get home, you’re going to eat my pussy until I cum, then jerk a fat, sloppy load all over my asshole.”

“Abso-fucking-lutely!”

As crazy as all this was, it somehow made perfect sense to me. And that’s all that mattered.

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Chapter 21
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Spice of Life

I got home from a shitty day at school and went straight to my room to jerk off. I was good and hard and just getting into it when my stupid mom started calling me. I tried to ignore her at first, but she kept calling so I had to go see what she wanted. She was laid out on the couch looking like crap. She said she wasn’t feeling well and asked if I could heat up a bowl of chicken soup for her. I stomped off to the kitchen to get her stupid soup. As I waited for the microwave to finish, I rubbed my hard dick through my pants. I couldn’t wait to get back to beating off. The microwave dinged, and I almost burned my hand taking the bowl out. While the soup cooled on the counter, I reached into my pants and played with my dick, annoyed that I wasn’t in my room spanking it. That’s when the idea hit me. I pulled out my cock and started jacking it right there in the kitchen. It didn’t take long for me to get there, and when I did, I stepped up to the chicken soup and shot my load into it. That’ll teach the bitch to interrupt me! I mixed my spunk in so she wouldn’t notice and delivered it to her. I watched her take a spoonful into her mouth and I almost came again on the spot. My mom was eating my jizz and she didn’t even know it! Fucking hilarious…and for some reason it made me even hornier. The next day I made her some pasta and spooged all over it before adding the Alfredo sauce on top. Watching her gobble that down got me so hard I had to go to my room and whack off like crazy. I kept this up every day for the next week. My mom was curious about my sudden culinary interests, but I just lied and said I wanted to give her a break and help out around the house more. I added my handmade mayonnaise to her ham and cheese sandwich, mixed my own special sauce into her creamed corn, and doused her BBQ steak tips with my original protein glaze. She loved every bite, and always complimented me on my cooking skills. I don’t know why, but it got me off like nothing else watching my clueless mom eat my creamy dick batter. Then on day while I was taking a nice tuna casserole out of the oven, my mom came into the kitchen with one of her friends. They were chit-chatting about stupid stuff and spoiling my opportunity to season the casserole with my signature ingredient. When her friend left, mom sat down at the table ready for dinner. I spooned her up a serving, knowing that there would be plenty more opportunities to feed her my spunk in the future. She took a bite and made a sour face. She tried another bite and gave me a strange look. “Something wrong?” I asked, confused by her reaction. “Um, sort of.” She looked a little embarrassed, but went on. “There’s no cum in this.” I just about passed out on the spot. “By the time I figured out what you were doing,” she explained, “I guess I had already acquired a taste for it.” She held her plate up toward me. “Would you mind?” It took me a second to realize what she was asking. Mom licked her lips and waited eagerly. I stood, pulled out my cock and started jerking off right there in front of her. She smiled and held her plate under the tip of my dick as I stroked it faster and faster. “Just say when,” I moaned and spewed a huge load all over her food. “Thank you, sweetheart,” she said. “That looks delicious.” She then set the plate in front of her and began eating. “Mmm, so much better. The cum really brings out the natural flavors. I’m so lucky to have my own private chef.” She smiled and gratefully put another forkful of jizz-coated casserole into her mouth while I stood there stunned, holding my dripping dick and watching my mom willingly eat gobs of my sperm.

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Tit Slip

All of my family sex stuff is merely fantasy, but one of the perks of writing about my dark secrets is that I hear from people who have had actual experiences with a sister, a cousin, or even their mom. Below is one such story that I received recently and wanted to share with you (with the senders’s permission, of course). The reason I think this situation turned me on so much is that it’s something I could imagine myself doing if I had a horny teenaged son who I’d caught stealing looks at my boobs or butt when he thought I wouldn’t notice.

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When I was 15 years old, I was constantly jerking off to fantasies of my sister or my mom. I knew it wasn’t normal behavior, but being a virgin and horny all the time I just couldn’t help myself. One night while my mom and I were watching TV, she fell asleep on the couch, and half way through the movie that I was watching I glanced over at her and couldn’t believe my good luck.

Her tit had slipped out of the robe she was wearing. My cock instantly got hard as I stared at her. She looked like one of the women from my magazines lying there with her long, black satin robe partly open as she slept peacefully with her big, round tit in plain view. I just watched her for a few minutes, studying every inch of her naked breast, and was fascinated by how big and round and pink her areola and nipple were.

I was sitting directly across from her on the love seat and knew at any moment she could open her eyes and see me, but that didn’t stop me from rubbing my cock through the shorts that I was wearing. The thought of getting caught turned me on even more. As quietly as I could, I unbuttoned my shorts and slowly pulled my zipper down. I grabbed my cock and slid my underwear down until it was fully exposed for her to possibly see. I just remember thinking at that moment that I wanted her to open her eyes and see how excited she had gotten me. I started to slowly stroke my cock while I looked at her big, round breast and sexy body underneath her robe while every few seconds glancing up to make sure her eyes were still closed.

I started to stroke my cock faster knowing that I was at the point of no return. If she opened her eyes, there was no way that I could have stopped. Yet, at the same time, I was trying to will her to wake up and see me sitting across from her stroking my cock. The thought of her watching me pushed me over the edge as I lifted my shirt up and came all over my stomach.

Thankfully, a few months later I lost my virginity, and a month before my 16th birthday I met my first serious girlfriend. I was lucky that my mom fell asleep on the couch in that same robe fairly often and I got to repeat that scenario on quite a few occasions. One time, before I could do anything, she opened her eyes and caught me staring at her tits, she just looked down and grabbed her breast, shoved it back in her robe, and fell back to sleep. I was starting to think, can this be accidental or does she realize what she’s doing? She would see the way that I looked at her, and she would always catch me staring at her tits. I didn’t know if she was flattered by it, or she thought that I was the biggest pervert on the planet.

One night when I was 17, I came home late from work and she was passed out on the couch. I went upstairs to change into sweat pants and a t-shirt because it was easier access to pull my cock out. I came downstairs and sat across from her. Unfortunately, her robe was closed and she wasn’t flashing anything. She’d fallen asleep with the TV on. This was back when cable TV first came out, and I started watching a soft-core porn on Cinemax. As I was watching the movie and two hot topless girls were making out, my cock became hard as a rock and was sticking straight up under my sweat pants. Of course I started to rub my cock over my sweats. After several minutes, I glanced over at my mom. Her eyes were open and she was watching me rubbing my cock. My heart started to beat a mile a minute, and I didn’t know what to do. I thought about this scenario a thousand times, but before I could do anything about it she closed her eyes again. The moment only lasted maybe six or seven seconds, but the only thing I kept thinking was that she had seen me rubbing my cock. I was extremely turned on!

I would alternate between watching the movie and glancing over at her as I kept rubbing the palm of my hand over the head of my cock while it was still hidden under my sweats. After a few minutes she changed positions and I noticed the sash on her robe had come undone. Her legs were uncovered and she was flashing a peek at her pubic hair while she was facing directly at me, but her eyes were still closed.

At that point I lost all interest in the movie. I pulled my cock out and was stroking it to her perfect pussy, that’s when she opened her eyes again. But she didn’t look over at me, she looked down at herself to see how much she was showing. She closed her eyes again and shifted just enough so that her robe slid down over her shoulder and her right tit became completely exposed. I grabbed the waistband of my sweat pants and slid them down to my ankles, pulled my shirt off, sat back, and started stroking my dick. The head of my cock was soaked with pre-cum, and I was using it as a lubricant to stroke the entire length of my shaft. At that moment I didn’t care about being quiet, but I didn’t want to cum too fast so I slowed my pace down.

As I was sitting there slowly stroking my cock to my mother’s almost naked body, I glanced up and her eyes were open and glued to my slippery hard cock. I didn’t miss a beat and kept stroking it while she watched. I was looking right into her eyes, but she never looked up from my cock. I started jerking myself faster, and the sound was drowning out the movie that was on. I slid up to the edge of my seat and was pointing my cock right at my mother’s face. In barely a whisper I told her that I was going to cum.

As soon as I said it, she looked up at me and our eyes locked for a few seconds and I knew I was going to cum. I reached over for my shirt and stood up as I started to grunt and shoot rope after rope of cum onto my shirt. I sat back down exhausted and looked over at my mom. Her eyes were closed again. I went to get something to drink from the kitchen and when I got back she was gone, it almost felt like a dream until I looked over and the sash from her robe was lying in the middle of the floor.

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My sense of this steamy situation is that his mom certainly knew what she was doing. Yes, a tit will occasionally slip out here and there, but for it to happen with any regularity one must plan for it. His mom found the perfect outfit and circumstance to be able to “accidentally” expose herself to her horny son. It must have turned her on so much to know that her boy got that excited over seeing her – excited enough to risk rubbing his cock where he might get caught. After a while, she couldn’t resist just opening her eyes and watching him stroke his young cock to her tits and pussy. God, I can only imagine how hard she must have made her pussy cum after putting on a show like that for her adoring son!

As I said, this is exactly the kind of thing I could picture myself doing. I’d be afraid to come right out and approach my son directly, but I would be willing to create intimate opportunities like this for him to see my body. I’d pay close attention to how he reacted, and decide if I should take things further, or back off. Seeing my son openly jerk off to me and cum would be a big green light that he might be interested in taking things to the next level with his naughty mommy.

Guys, if you caught your mom (or sister) in a compromising position like in this story, would you take advantage of it and jerk off to her bared tit or naked pussy? Girls, have you ever exposed yourself to a male family member accidentally on purpose?

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