Open Door Policy 29

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Open Door Policy, Ch. 29
by DirtyMindedMom

I opened the bathroom door and stepped into the thick steam. Vera was showering and hadn’t locked the door. The kids were at school, it was my day off, and I was in nothing but a pussy-hugging thong. I innocently busied myself at the sink as my houseguest finished rinsing herself then turned off the water. My clit tingled with anticipation.

The shower curtain swished to the side and I heard a surprised noise from Vera.

“Good morning,” I greeted her with a smile. My eyes traveled over her wet nakedness. “Looking good. You really need to stop being selfish and share all that with some lucky man…or boy.”

“You always talking crazy,” she admonished as she stepped out of the tub and began drying herself as modestly as she could manage.

“I’m not going to lie, I wouldn’t mind getting some cock myself,” I said as I cleared a circle in the fogged mirror. “It’s been too long. Maybe we should go out this weekend and pick up a couple studs to take care of us.”

“Oh, no. No man is interested for me. I am too old for doing a thing like that.”

I plucked a few strays around my eyebrows and let her finish drying off. “I’m really glad you came to stay with us, Vera.” I turned to her and she couldn’t help taking a quick look at my nearly naked body. “I haven’t thanked you enough for all you’ve been doing around here.” I stepped close and trapped her in a hug before she could react.

Our bare bodies pressed together. The moist skin of her breasts felt good against my own. Our bellies and our thighs were in full contact. I held her tight. After a moment she relaxed and hugged me back. Everything between us was soft and smooth in the warm mists of the tiny room. I kissed her on the cheek, then on the lips. She didn’t kiss back, but she also didn’t resist. Vera didn’t want to admit how much she needed to be touched – not even to herself.

“You’re far from too old for a good fuck,” I told her without letting her go. “But maybe you’re right. We don’t really need cocks, do we? You and I have everything we need right here.”

“Yes…the rubber penis toy…”

“No. I mean this.”

I kissed my way down over her right breast and along her tummy as I slowly sank to my knees. She made a few tittering noises of protest, but she stopped when I nuzzled her damp bush of pubic hair. I knew this was way outside her comfort zone, but it was time I pushed things forward. I didn’t know if my plan would play out the way I wanted it to, but I was at least going to taste her pussy before it all fell apart.

With gentle kisses and darting licks I teased the area around her mound. Her hand pushed weakly at my head – her insincere way of telling me to stop when she really didn’t want me to.

“What are you doing? This is no right.”

“You know what I’m doing, Vera.” I nibbled a sensitive part of her inner thigh. “It may not be right, but you want it as much as I do. We can ask for forgiveness later, but right now I’m going to suck your pussy.”

I took hold of her ankle and lifted her leg. She could have fought me, but she placed her foot up on the rim of the toilet like I wanted her to. She grabbed hold of the towel rack to balance herself. Before her religious convictions had a chance to take over, I went for it. I buried my face in Vera’s womanhood. There was a clean, soapy scent, but I could easily taste her natural flavor through all that. She had become excited while we talked and hugged. Her tangy juices were fresh and slick on my tongue.

There was no more teasing, I was intent on eating this woman out in the truest sense of the term. I aggressively sucked her pussy, opening my mouth wide. It must have looked like I was trying to devour her whole cunt. All the while my tongue aggressively roamed over her hole, her lips, and her clit. I felt her nub go from a soft knot of flesh to a hard projection of lust.

“Oh, Joanne, this is so bad what you do to me,” Vera whimpered even as she held my head to her crotch. “Women aren’t supposed to do the sex with another women.”

My only response was to grab her ass with both hands, then suck and lick her clit even more intensely than I already had been. Her shuddering moan told me that I had fully tempted her to my way of thinking on what women are supposed to do, and not do, with other women.

“We must stop,” she moaned. Her words stood in stark contrast to the way she was humping my face. The last thing in the world she wanted right then was for me to stop.

I had the urge to talk dirty to her and encourage her orgasm, but my mouth was too occupied to speak.

“It is very bad what you do to me,” Vera said as she panted her way toward orgasm. “The bible say this is the way of sodomy. The priest tell everyone sex with the mouth is unnatural. What would ladies at church say if they know I let you suck on my pussy? If they know I cum on your face?” Vera grabbed my head with both hands and let out a long keening cry. “They say I am an evil woman. That I have devil in my heart for fucking woman’s tongue with my pussy! Fuck my pussy with you tongue, Joanne! Give me orgasm with you mouth! Oooohhh, Jesus, forgive me for what I do! I’m cumming! I’m cuuuuuummmmming!”

A sudden rush of pungent juices ran down my chin and neck. Her entire body spasmed above me again and again, making me worry that she might topple over. Maybe it was a bad idea to give Vera her first oral orgasm while standing. Her first lesbian oral orgasm at that. I lovingly kissed and snuggled my face against her swollen vulva as she regained her senses. I stood, briefly pausing on the way up to suck in one of her dark nipples for a moment.

“That wasn’t enough to pay you back in full for all you do around here,” I said with a seductive purr in my voice, “but there’s plenty more where that came from. All you have to do is ask and my mouth is all yours.” I kissed her on the lips. This time she kissed back.

“I…I don’t know what to say.” She glanced up to the ceiling as if she expected to see an angry angel looking down on us. “I never feel like that before. No from sex or anything else. But so very wrong.”

“Look at it this way,” I said touching the tip of my nose to hers and looking into her eyes. “God is good. He loves us and wants us to be happy. Sex feels good and that makes us happy. God gave his children sex so we can make each other happy. If what we just did was wrong, God would have made it feel bad. Did what I just did to your pussy with my mouth feel bad?”

These ideas churned through Vera’s mind. Her brow furrowed as she tried to sort through my logic. There were plenty of religious arguments to be made to dispute my cockeyed proposition, but, standing there naked in my arms with her pussy dripping fresh lady cum, the poor woman couldn’t come up with a coherent retort. I kissed her on the nose and turned to leave.

I paused at the door, lowered my thong to my ankles, and stepped out of it.

Looking over my shoulder, I said, “I’ll be waiting in my room if you want to find out what if feels like to fuck a pussy with your tongue. Just imagine what the ladies at church would say about that.” I gave her a wink and headed for my room praying she would be right behind me.

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I heard the door to the apartment close. I wasn’t sure who it was, but that didn’t prevent me from carrying on with what I was doing in my bedroom. I pushed my buzzing vibrator deeper into my pussy and waited. No matter who it was, I wanted them to see me pleasuring myself.

“Hey, Mom.” Gary greeted me when he appeared in my open doorway.

“What’s up, Mrs. Harden?” Valerie added as she followed my son into my room. They both flopped onto my mattress while I continued to fuck myself with deliberate slowness. I was naked, as I had been ever since I left the bathroom after eating out Vera that morning for the first time. “Where’s my mom?”

“She said something about confession on her way out.”

“In the middle of the week?” Valerie wondered, tickling her fingers along my bare leg in that tantalizing way she had.

“Your mother has a lot to confess after what we did today.”

Valerie’s eyes went wide. “You didn’t!”

“Come give me a kiss,” I said lustily.

Valerie gave me a long, slow, tongue kiss while my son dropped his pants and began stroking his hard-on. “I still get goosebumps whenever we do that,” my son’s girlfriend purred.

“Maybe it’s because you just tasted your mom’s pussy on my lips.”

“Get out! Are you messing with me?”

“Swear to God.” I worked my dildo a little faster. The thrill of telling Valerie her mom was as much of a horny slut for lesbian sex as she was combined with seeing my first cock of the day spurred me on. “And if you kissed your mom, you’d probably be able to taste my cunt on her tongue.”

“What the fuck…? I can’t believe it.” As she said this she was shedding her own pants and panties. Valerie spit on her fingers and began rubbing her pussy. “Details! We want to hear everything!”

The three of us masturbated together as I told them the way I got things going in the bathroom. I went on to describe how Valerie’s mom came to my room afterward. She had watched me play with myself for a minute or so, then came and sat on my bed. My reticent housemate was still naked from her shower as she explained all the reasons what was happening was bad, bordering on evil. This devout woman only hesitated for a moment when I asked her to suck my nipples while I masturbated. Her naked flesh against mine made it nearly impossible not to cum too quickly.

“That’s so crazy,” Valerie moaned as she leaned over and sucked on one of my nipples just like her mother had earlier that day.

Gary moved so that he could dangle his balls over my face. I happily licked and sucked his nutsack for him while he stroked nice and slow. After a couple minutes they backed off so that I could tell the rest of my story. I explained how I put my toy aside and began touching Vera everywhere I could reach and telling her how good her pussy tasted and how exciting it was to fuck her with my tongue. The heat built until I felt she was ready. It only took a little pressure to move her head down to my belly, where she kissed and nuzzled my soft tummy. After that, she worked her way lower all on her own.

It started with a few tentative kisses above and to the sides, but soon she was running her lips along my womanly slit. I wanted to shove my cunt in her face, but I controlled myself as best as I could and encouraged her with little moans. At her own pace, my mature first-timer parted my outer lips and ventured within. It was divine. She was even more unsure than Gary had been the first time he licked my pussy, but it didn’t take her long to find a few techniques that worked for both of us.

“There’s no way my mom ate your pussy out,” Valerie said even though she knew it was true.

“Your mom is a horny bitch, just like her daughter.” I picked up my pace again, knowing that the two of them were getting close. “Your mother sucked me off. She licked my clit, and fingered my hole. Your mom tasted my cunt and loved it. She couldn’t get enough. I came three times on her face and she lapped up every drop of me.”

“Did you two sixty-nine it?” Gary asked, getting ready to blow his load into my mouth.

“We did. Valerie’s sweet mother rode my face like a nasty whore. She begged me to make her cum with my slutty tongue.”

“Did you lick her ass?” Valerie wanted to know. She inserted a third finger into her tight hole and eagerly awaited my answer. “Please tell me you sucked my mom’s asshole…”

“I didn’t.” I paused with a naughty smirk on my face. “I thought it would be better if her daughter was the first one to tongue fuck her virgin ass.”

“God, no! No fucking way!” Her hand was pounding into her pussy like crazy. “I’ll never do anything like that with my own mother.” Valerie’s head lolled back as she passionately molested herself amidst her false denials. “I’m not going to have sex with my mom. Even if she spreads her ass and pussy for me and shoves it all in my face. Oh, God! I can’t do it! I can’t suck my mom’s cunt! I can’t!” Her orgasm began to overtake her. “No matter how much I want to…I can’t ever eat my mom’s cunt.”

“Oh yes you will, young lady. You’re going to eat your mother’s fuck hole and we’re all going to be there to see it. Me, Gary, and your brother.”

“No!” she wailed. “Not Cris!”

“Yes! He’ll be jacking his cock while you swallow your mother’s cum right in front of him.”

That finally did the trick.

“Ooooooh, fuck!” Valerie came up off the bed, thrusting her hips upward and pushing her fingers as deep as she could while her pussy contracted violently around them.

“So fucking hot, Mom…uhhh…” Gary leaned in and I opened my mouth just in time to catch his thick load.

The taste of my boy’s jizz and the sight of his girlfriend frigging herself like mad to the idea of sucking off her own mother sent me over the edge. Hearing me cum prompted Valerie to renew her efforts and she rubbed out a second orgasm right on the heels of her first. As soon as the aftershocks subsided, she lunged at me and stuck her tongue in my mouth. I wasn’t sure if she wanted to taste Gary’s cum or get another sample of her mother’s intimate flavor. Whichever she was after, I was more than happy to let this sexy teen girl have her way with me.

As the two of us made out, and Gary went down began alternating between tonguing his girlfriend’s pussy and his mother’s, I decided it was time to put my plan into high gear.

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The sexual tension in the apartment was almost palpable, but it wasn’t until a couple days later that Cris and I found ourselves alone. As soon as I knew we had the place to ourselves, I stripped naked and went out to the living room where he was playing Gary’s Xbox. He was initially surprised to see me completely nude, but a smile slowly came to his face as his army man in the video game got his head blown off.

“I’ve been thinking a lot about that naughty thing we did the other day,” I said as I tweaked a nipple.

“Yeah, uh…me too…”

“I know I’m just a crazy old lady to you, and that you can have any girl in school that you want, but I was wondering if you could do me a little favor and fuck me. You have no idea how horny I get sometimes, and my pussy is just dying for a nice hard cock.”

“Really? You and me?”

“Really.” I turned, bent over, and spread my pussy lips. “Look how wet I am. I need a cock real bad and I want it to be yours. Please, Cris, I promise it won’t take long. You’ll be able to get right back to your game.”

He tossed the game controller aside and came toward me, his bulge already showing. “But what if someone comes home?”

“Mmm, that would be exciting, wouldn’t it?” I went to him and pulled his shirt off over his head. “My son already knows how attracted I am to you, so he wouldn’t be surprised to walk in and find his best friend balls deep in his mother’s cunt.” I undid his jeans and pulled them down for him. “And I had a long talk with your mom the other day.” I rubbed Cris’ hard-on through his boxer-briefs. “I told her how I wanted you to make love to me. She confessed that she wanted to do the same with Gary.”

“My mother would never say something like that. She…she…” He became distracted when I pulled down his underwear and let his cock hit my cheek.

“Your mother is very open with me about her secrets…especially right after I make her cum with my mouth.” I licked the pre-cum from the tip of his dick.

“You shouldn’t say such dirty things about my mother, even if they are made up.” He struggled to focus as I sucked on the head of his cock. “She is a good woman and, aaaah mm…she’s not like that.”

“Not like me, you mean?” I took half his erection into my mouth and slowly drew back. “Your mom is a saint, is that it?”

“Yes…” He put his hand on my head and moaned as I ran my tongue across and around his balls. “She is devoted to the bible…and the Virgin Mary…and the church…She would be very angry with me for committing these sins with you.”

I turned my head and tickled the underside of his balls before leaning back and looking up at him. “Cris, go get my phone for me. It’s there on the counter.” I watched his dick bounce as he went and came back. I navigated to what I wanted to show him and handed my phone back.

He looked at the screen and his knees literally buckled.

“That’s…that’s…”

“That’s your sainted mother between my legs with her face buried in my pussy. Turns out your mom loves eating cunt, and she’s quite good at it if you must know.” I began stroking him. “I think you’ll like the next one.”

He moved to swipe but hesitated, his hand shaking. I peeled his foreskin back and playfully bit the tip of his cock. He went to the next picture. The look on his face was priceless. I’ll bet when he woke up this morning he wasn’t expecting to see his mother with her legs in the air spreading her pussy and ass wide open. He swiped again, which meant he was looking at a close up of his mom’s coochie from behind while she fingered her own asshole.

I ran my tongue along the length of his shaft. “Your mother said it was okay if I fucked you, as long as she could fuck Gary.” That conversation hadn’t actually taken place yet, but it would.

“I can’t believe it.” He swiped back through the images, then went through them again more slowly. “This doesn’t seem possible.”

“Did you ever think this was possible?” I took his cock all the way down my throat. He sucked in a breath as my nose tickled along the fringe of his pubic hair. I pulled back and smiled up at my soon to be lover. “All those times you jerked off while fantasizing about me, did you ever think it was possible that you would really be in my mouth some day? Or that I’d let you put your cock deep inside my pussy?”

“It was you,” he managed to say as I used my tongue to toy with his balls. “You forced my mom to do those things. You tricked her.”

“Your sweet mother tells me I’m the devil when I’m sucking on her fat clit, or when we’re grinding our cunts together and she’s about to orgasm.” I grabbed his taut ass and gave it a nice squeeze. “I won’t deny trying everything I could to tempt her into doing those things with me, just as I tempted you into letting me swallow your cock.” I fellated his erection for a few moments to drive home the argument in my defense. “But you only gave in because you wanted it as much as me. And that goes for your mother as well. She wanted to spread her legs for me. She wanted to ride my face and cum in my mouth. She wanted to eat my cunt and suck my tits. I may be the devil, but you two have been very willing sinners.”

I turned away from him and went down on all fours there on the living room carpet. I wiggled my rump invitingly, then set my knees wider apart so he could see how open and easily accessible my most private holes were to him.

Cris looked from my lewd mating stance to the crude pictures of the pious woman who raised him. His expression was a mix of lust and denial.

“I’ll send those to you,” I assured him. “And I can get more if you want. Maybe one with my son’s cum all over her face. Would you like that?”

“No!” he roared and threw the phone at the couch. “You sick fucking whore! That’s my mother!”

I was afraid I’d overplayed my hand and ruined everything.

Cris came at me with a fierceness I’ve never seen in him before. I prepared myself for the pain of his angry fist striking me, knowing that I deserved whatever retribution he chose to punish me with. Instead of beating me, he dropped down, grabbed my hips, and rammed his cock forcefully into my cunt!

It hurt and I screamed out in pain. He pulled back and slammed into me again. Once more I screamed as his cock mercilessly stabbed into me, but I didn’t do anything to escape or stop his assault.

“You filthy whore!” he bellowed, punctuating this accusation with another brutal thrust. “First your son defiles my little sister with his dirty prick.” A hard smack landed on my ass cheek and the sting of it elicited a sobbing whimper from me. “Then you corrupt my good mother with your lesbian perversions.” He grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked my head up.

“Yes!” I cried. “My son fucked your sister! I fucked your mother!”

“And now it’s your turn to get fucked!” Cris began railing into me with a relentless fury. “You trapped me with your whore tricks. Tempted me with your tits in tight little shirts, and your ass in nothing but panties. Is this what you wanted, whore? You happy now? Fucking whore!”

To any observer, the scene that was playing out would look like a rape. And it would be rape if I it wasn’t exactly what I’d hoped for. The mix of pain and pleasure from Cris’ vicious attack brought about a kind of fear I’d never known before – a fear that somehow brought the act of fucking to a place I hadn’t ever experienced before. He smacked my bare ass again, bringing me to focus my mind on the sexual onslaught I was being subjected to.

“I am a whore!” I acknowledged shamelessly. “Fuck me like the whore I am!” He renewed his impassioned violation of my pussy, jarring my entire body violently each time he smashed himself into me. “I’m going to tell your mother what you did to me and it’s going to turn her on so much that she’s going to masturbate her cunt while I tell her the story of how her son fucked me…of how you raped me and filled me with your cum.”

“Shut up!”

“Your mother is going to shove her fingers into her cunt and think of you…imagine it’s your cock inside her…while she prays that someday her son will rape her like this…”

“No!” His denial was accompanied with even deeper penetration of my already ravaged pussy.

“You want to fuck your mom, Cris! You want to fuck your sister! I know you do! Stop lying to yourself.”

“Shut your whore mouth!”

I felt him reach around and clamp his hand on my throat. The fear shifted to a new level. My heart was already beating too fast to go any faster. I tried to take in a breath, but couldn’t. Too far. I’d gone much too far, and now it was too late to pull back. I struggled, but my assailant was much stronger. This was it. It would be called a crime of passion in the news, and poor Cris would spend the best years of his life in prison. Strangely, the only thought that came to me in what I was sure were going to be my last moments was whether I’d be able to cum before I died.

Suddenly he let go of my throat and pulled out of me. I heard a feminine gasp that wasn’t my own as I sucked air into my burning lungs. Warm wetness began falling on the backs of my thighs and my ass. Cris was cumming. Another few seconds and I would have been doing the same.

“What the fuck, Cris?”

I looked up to see who was speaking. Valerie and my son were standing in the doorway. She was aghast, Gary stood behind her smiling as he took in the scene.

I pushed a sweat-soaked stand of hair out of my face. “You two are home early.” Cris’ jizz trickled down over my skin where I was sure there’d be bruises tomorrow. “Don’t mind us, we were just having a friendly little fuck.”

Cris jumped up, and without a word ran to his room and slammed the door. I angled my ass toward Valerie.

“If you ever wanted to know what your brother’s cum tastes like…here’s your chance.”

Valerie’s eyes went to my sperm-covered ass. She looked at Gary, silently seeking his permission. My son looked at me and chuckled, then nudged his girlfriend forward and closed the door behind him before any of the neighbors could see the debauchery that was about to take place.

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Chapter 30 >>

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Learning Curves

As I slipped a second finger into my sister’s asshole, I could hardly believe we were doing this, much less that she seemed to be enjoying it as much as I was. It started with Jess acting weird. When I asked her what was wrong, she told me her boyfriend wanted to have anal sex, but that she was too afraid. I told her that I’d tried it before and how it could be good if you know how to do it right. This got her even more freaked out and she begged me to tell her what exactly that meant. I explained the mistakes I’d made and what I’d do differently if I had it to do over. She had a million questions and only got more stressed when I couldn’t give her the exact details in a way she could understand. Finally, out of frustration, I blurted, “Do you just want me to show you?” I didn’t really mean it, but when she said yes, it turned me on in a way I hadn’t expected.

Me and Jess shared a room ever since we were little. We were naked in front of each other all the time and it was no big deal. When I started sprouting hair down there and my boobs began to come in, Jess was very curious and I’d let her inspect the changes my body was going through. Only a year later, I was inspecting her development, and we often compared ourselves without any reservation. Not long after that, my little sister heard me masturbating in the dark when I thought she was asleep. She asked me what I was doing and I showed her the wonderful new trick that I’d discovered. After that it wasn’t unusual for us to masturbate around each other, and we often did it together either side-by-side or face-to-face. Sometimes we would cuddle together in bed at night when it was cold or during a scary storm. Usually we just hugged and snuggled, but sometimes I would tickle her nipples or she would rub my butt. That was about as sexual as we ever got together.

Before I had a chance to tell my sister I wasn’t serious about my offer, Jess had her pants and panties off before I knew it and was lying on my bed with her butt in the air. It seemed weird, but also perfectly natural. I spread her butt cheeks and spit on her perfect little virgin asshole. She squealed in fear as I gently worked a finger into her. She was so tight! I couldn’t imagine a cock fitting in there. I slowly worked my sister’s hole while she moaned. I was surprised when she asked for me to stick another finger in there. I could tell this hurt her a little, but she made me keep going. My surprise turned to shock when she began masturbating while if fingered her ass. Watching each other was one thing, but this was something else.

It felt so cool when Jess made herself cum and I could feel her ring of muscles tighten and spasm around my fingers. She said it was one of the best orgasms she’d ever had. She was all giddy and silly after that and said she wanted to do it to me. I said no way, but she wrestled me down onto the bed and after a couple minutes of screaming, struggling, and hair pulling she managed to rip my panties down and get a finger shoved into my asshole. I gave in at that point and let myself enjoy the sensation of my little sister butt fucking me. I wasn’t able to resist playing with my pussy like she had, and soon I was having my own mind-blowing orgasm.

After lying around like a couple of limp noodles and talking more about the ins and outs of anal sex, we got in the shower together. Once we were all lathered up, it was inevitable that we’d end up in a naked hug, each of us reaching around behind the other and inserting a soapy finger so we could enjoy the new trick we’d discovered together. We rubbed our slippery tits and sudsy mounds together as we violated one another’s backside holes. I had three more orgasms during that shower, and my sister had at least that many. I was pretty sure we’d be cuddling together in the same bed later that night, but not because it was cold or there being a scary storm. I couldn’t wait to find out what we discovered next!

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Open Door Policy 25

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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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A Mother’s Touch

What no one knows, or would ever suspect, is that I’ve been masturbating my daughter since she was a little girl. It started innocently enough during bath time. When I’d clean between her legs she’d become very quiet and a funny smile would appear on her adorable face. One evening when I’d finished cleaning her down there, she said “Mommy, do it again.” That’s when I knew for sure she was getting more out of that part of bath time than was proper. I shouldn’t have indulged her then, but I did. It wasn’t long before I stopped using the washcloth and attended to her bare cunny by hand for longer than a decent mother should. She would sometimes hold my wrist and whisper “Don’t stop, Mommy.” I was able to fool myself into believing it wasn’t what it really was until the night my daughter curled up in my lap and put my hand down between her legs.

This happened a few months after she was old enough to bathe herself, but it appeared she was missing our special time together as much as I was. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t resist giving my sweet girl the loving touch she craved. My daughter would come to me a few times a week and want me to rub her there. At first it was on top of her pajamas, then inside. Eventually she would get naked before climbing on top of me for these inappropriate massages. Without ever being told, she instinctively knew that she could only do this when her daddy wasn’t around.

I expected it to stop when puberty arrived, but if anything our sessions became more frequent. I was able to experience my girl becoming a woman like no other mother could. I watched her budding nipples become breasts, and felt her first sproutings of downy pubic hair with my own fingers. It wasn’t long after these signs of fertile maturing appeared than she had her first real orgasm at the touch of my fingers. I knew it was only a matter of time before this happened, but I was still as shocked as she was when it finally came. Our special moments took on a new urgency for her after that.

She was coming to me almost daily, and I was craving these intimate moments with her as much as she was. The day she asked me to take my clothes off and be naked as I masturbated her was one I’d been hoping would come for a long time. I still remember like it was yesterday that first time holding her against my bare skin and feeling her cum in my arms. I felt a bit guilty for not telling her, but she eventually figured out that she could make herself cum without my help. I worried that this would signal the end of her dependence on me for her satisfaction. I was thrilled to discover it only enhanced her own sense of herself and her awareness of my sexuality. Sometimes she would bring herself off while I watched. Her uninhibited exhibitionism was a joy to behold. She also asked if I wanted to masturbate along with her. After all those years, I finally didn’t have to wait until I was alone to pleasure myself after playing with her.

We never talked about what we did. Her father never found out about our special times together. To the outside world we were like any other mother and daughter, except maybe we didn’t fight as much. I was so happy the day she asked me to shave her. It was almost like having my little girl back again. She surprised me the following week when she asked if I would shave, too. After I did, she had me open my legs for her and she stared worshipfully at my pussy while she masturbated herself to three intense orgasms. It was the first and last time I ever came without touching myself.

I never said anything to her, but I was willing (if not eager) to take our play even further. I didn’t want to pressure her in any way, so I left the extent of our sexual relationship up to her. I wanted to be her safe place and for her to feel she could come to me whether she was feeling down, stressed, or just horny. Things became more complicated through the high school years, which involved the inevitable boyfriends. Despite her hectic life as a teenager, she still found opportunities to sit naked on my lap and let me treat her to some tender attention. I probably enjoyed making my daughter cum more than making myself cum. And I could tell from the lingering hugs I’d get after that she appreciated it.

I was excited when she announced that she wanted to go to the local college and commute from home. Most of her friends were going away for school. I suspected that she didn’t want to be too far from me for reasons she couldn’t share with anyone else. I should have felt more guilty about how what we did had such a significant impact on making decisions that could affect the rest of her life, but the truth is that I didn’t want to go months without being able to hold her and caress her until she shuddered in my arms and let out that soft sigh of satisfaction.

Maybe one day she’ll grow out of this naughty little practice of ours. If I could have my way, we’d never stop. Will she still want her mother to masturbate her once she’s married? Or after she becomes a mother herself? God, I hope so.

Open Door Policy 17

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Open Door Policy, Ch. 17
by DirtyMindedMom

I’d been caught in the act. I was on my bed between the legs of my son’s naked 16-year-old girlfriend about to lick her pussy. I felt like a guilty teenager who’d been busted doing something naughty.

“Gary? You…you’re not supposed to be home until…until tomorrow…” I stammered as I pointlessly searched for something to cover myself with.

“Dad had an emergency at work and dropped me off,” he distractedly explained. “What’s going on here?”

I knew my son well enough to see that he was more upset than angry, but if I said the wrong thing that would change in an instant.

“It’s nothing bad,” I insisted too strenuously. “Valerie was just wanted to learn some things about sex to make it better when you two are together.”

“And you’re teaching her by eating her pussy behind my back?”

“It didn’t start out like that, but…maybe, a little…yeah…”

“Don’t be mad at your mom,” Valerie spoke up. She hadn’t bothered to close her legs, leaving her pussy on full display for the two of us. “It was all my idea. She was just trying to help me.”

Her words seemed to calm him down slightly.

“You could have said something to me at least. You guys didn’t have to go sneaking around.”

I realized that he was more hurt at not being included than angry about what we were doing. I really couldn’t blame him.

“No, you’re right,” I said. “Valerie was a little embarrassed about asking for my help. She didn’t want you to know that she’d never had an orgasm before and needed your mother to show her how.”

Gary looked shocked. “You mean you didn’t cum the other day when we…?”

Valerie shook her head. “It felt really good, but…no.”

“I…I guess I just assumed…I’m sorry…”

“It’s not your fault,” Valerie assured him. “I didn’t know what I was doing.” Her hand moved down over her tummy and between her legs. She stroked her pussy and circled a finger around her stiff clit. “But thanks to your mom, I’ve learned a few things.”

His expression had softened, but he still held onto some suspicion.

“Okay, but how is it possible that you don’t know how to have an orgasm?”

I looked at Valerie and rolled my eyes. “It looks like you’re not the only one who has a thing or two to learn about sex.” I turned back to Gary. “Pull your pants down.”

“Huh?”

“You heard me, pull your pants down.” I tried not to smile as he dropped his jeans. “Underwear too.” Me and Valerie were both smiling when he cock made its appearance. “What did you have to do to make your dick hard like that?”

“Do? Nothing. It’s just sort of automatic.”

“Okay, well, it’s not like that for girls. Or for women.” I put aside the bed sheet I had been hiding myself with. “If a boy wants to cum, all you have to do is stroke your cock. It’s more mechanical than anything else. For girls there’s more to it. We don’t get wet at the drop of a hat.” I caressed Valerie’s inner thigh as she continued to toy with her pussy lips.

Gary watched, rendered dumb by what he was seeing.

“A lady’s partner must be attentive to her mind as well as her body.” My fingers moved closer to her pussy. “Does that feel good, Valerie?”

“Yes, Mrs. Harden. It feels amazing.”

“When she understands the connection between what she’s thinking and what she’s feeling, it opens up a window to sensual pleasures she can’t even imagine.” I leaned in and laid a soft kiss on Valerie’s knee. “Tell me what you want, sweetie.”

“I want…” She hesitated for a moment, glancing at her stunned boyfriend before finishing. “I want you to lick me.” Valerie spread her pussy open. “Here.”

I checked with Gary, giving him a chance to object. When he didn’t, I lowered my head between her legs and kissed the girl’s swollen clit. She gasped as her body writhed on the mattress. With feathery lightness, I danced my tongue lightly over her soft lips.

“Oh, fuck…Mrs. Harden…yes!”

I was dizzy with the reality of what I was doing. My nose was filled with her intimate scent. My mouth infused with the flavor of her most private self. My tongue penetrated her sacred opening and the chills ran down my back. Valerie’s fingers intertwined in my hair and she pushed my head against her impassioned vulva.

After a few more seconds of licking and sucking her glorious, bald pussy I backed off.

“Do you want to cum, Valerie?”

“Yes! So bad!”

“Are you going to cum, Valerie?”

“I am. I’m so close!”

I looked over at Gary, who was still standing there with his pants around his ankles. “You want to get in here and finish your girlfriend off for me, stud?”

He nodded, kicked away his pants and boxers, and fell on the bed next to me. He wiggled up between Valerie’s outstretched legs as she moaned in anticipation.

“Start slow,” I advised, stroking his hair, “and pay attention to how she’s reacting. Her body will let you know if she wants it faster or harder. Understand?”

“Yeah, I got it, Mom.”

“Okay, then, let’s see if you can be the first man to make her cum.”

He kissed her clit, following my lead, then clamped his mouth over her pussy. She let out a cry as he began sucking and working his tongue over her most sensitive spots. I had to admire his technique – he must have had a good teacher. I won’t lie and say there wasn’t a momentary pang of jealousy. It should have been Mommy’s pussy he was eating. But I knew I had no right to keep my budding lover all to myself.

While the two of them were distracted, I decided to take the opportunity to do something I’d been thinking about for several days. I carefully climbed up alongside Valerie and gently took one of her nipples into my mouth. Her moan was all I needed to hear to know she was cool with what I was doing. Gary looked up, moving only his eyes, and watched me suckling his girlfriend as he ate her out. He appeared perfectly content to let me have her tits as long as he had her pussy all to himself.

I’d only ever sucked on a woman’s breasts that one time (as long as you didn’t count when I sucked my own). It was all a blur back then, but I distinctly remember liking it. As I swabbed my tongue over this girl’s taut nipple, my hand found her unattended breast and began massaging it. Damn, it all felt so good. Maybe I was more of a lesbian than I ever realized.

Between the two of us, we were able to bring Valerie off in fairly short order. Her orgasm was even more intense than her first one. I worried that maybe we were spoiling her. How could her next boyfriend live up to this? Gary kissed her inner thighs as she slowly floated back down to earth. I tickled my fingers over her belly and breasts, feeling a strong desire to kiss her on the lips but holding back.

“That was incredible, guys,” she sighed once her powers of speech returned to her.

“Glad you liked it,” Gary chirped with a proud grin plastered across his face along with a coating of fresh pussy juice.

“My whole body is electrified.” She ran her hands up her sides and fondled both her tits, squeezing them together and pinching her nipples. Could this kid get any sexier?

“Well, I suppose you two want to fuck,” I said as I stood up and slipped on my flimsy robe. “I’ll leave you two lovebirds to it.”

“Wait!” Valerie called out before I left. “Could you put the condom on for us one more time…just to make sure we’re doing it right.”

Something didn’t sound right about this request. They’d managed to use a couple condoms without my help just fine the other day. My pussy pulsed with perverse arousal when I realized that she just wanted to see me handling my son’s cock in front of her. I was liking this girl more and more.

“I’m always here to help,” I said with a smile and fished a condom out of my nightstand. I had put a few in there the other day just in case things got out of control between me and my boy. I wasn’t planning on ever fucking him, but there was an awful lot happening lately that I hadn’t exactly planned on.

“Get over here, sweetie. Let Mom gift wrap that big penis of yours.” I could tell he got a charge out of me calling it big, especially in front of his girlfriend.

Gary stood on the mattress (I really was going to have to get a proper bed one of these days) and presented me with his exceedingly hard cock. I opened the slippery little package and placed the rubber against the tip of his erection. Valerie watched the process from below. Her eyes were wide, pupils dilated with passion, as she toyed with her clit.

I lovingly cupped my son’s balls and slowly rolled the latex sheath down the length of his penis. I made sure it was on snug, then wrapped my hand around his thick shaft and gave him a few strokes to test the fit. “How does that feel, honey.”

“Pretty good, Mom.” He didn’t move, obviously wanting a few more strokes. “Really fucking good, actually.”

I was dying to rip the condom off and suck him until he filled my mouth with hot spunk, but I’d already intruded enough for one day. “I want you to fuck Valerie’s pussy extra good today, got it? And you’re not allowed to cum until she does.” I gave his balls one last jiggle before turning to Valerie. “If he cums before you, I want you to tell me so I can punish him, alright?”

“I will, Mrs. Harden,” she answered with a giggle.

“Good. Now get your cock inside that cunt before she finishes without you.” I slapped my boy’s bare ass as I headed out. “Oops, one more thing.” I went back to my nightstand and fetched my vibrator, the large one. “Mommy’s cunt needs some attention, too!”

Gary was already on top of her and humping away by the time I got to the hallway. I, of course, left the door wide open. If they really wanted any privacy let them close it. “And be careful yout two, I’m too young to be a grandmother.”

I went to Gary’s bedroom, dropped my robe, and got down onto his mattress. I listened to the increasingly noisy lovemaking in the next room and fucked myself with the big, plastic cock. I could hear them clearly enough that I was able to match my plunging thrusts with the slap of flesh on flesh of the two horny teens just around the corner. If I closed my eyes, it was easy to imagine that it was my son’s cock pounding into me instead of a fake dick.

I thought about how Valerie had reverted to calling me Mrs. Harden instead of Joanne like I had told her she could. It seemed strange, given how intimate we had become, but I realized that there was something to it. Valerie obviously got off on calling me Mrs. Harden. She didn’t want to obscure the fact that I was her boyfriend’s mother, not a friend. I had to admit it turned me on when she addressed me using my formal name like that. I shoved the device deep inside and switch on the vibrations.

Valerie’s screaming orgasm was quickly followed by Gary’s guttural grunts of release. Good boy. My own wails of pleasure marked my solo climax for all to hear. While I waited for the changing of the condom, I pulled a pair of my soiled panties out from under my son’s pillow. I sniffed at the crust of cum he had deposited on them over the course of the past week. There was nothing else quite like it. As the young couple started going at it again, I fingered my heated twat and continued sniffing my own jizz-caked undies.

It was another hour before they were finally sated. I was on the sofa when Valerie emerged from my bedroom looking flushed and glowing. I had on my little robe, but I hadn’t bothered to tie it closed. Valerie openly leered at my exposed naughty bits as she approached, slinging her backpack over one shoulder.

“Thanks for everything, Mrs. Harden,” she said sweetly, as if I’d done nothing more than bake them some cookies. “I was thinking…if it’s not too much trouble…maybe I could come by sometime for another lesson? There’s still a lot I need to learn.”

A warm tingle spread through my chest, but I tried not to appear as eager as I felt. “You should discuss that with Gary. I’d be happy to help you, but no more sneaking behind his back.”

“I’m sure he’ll be cool with it. I’ll talk to him tomorrow.” Her gaze slid down to my naked tits, then dipped lower to my dark bush, looking somewhat disappointed that our lessons couldn’t continue right then and there. “And you’ll have to show me how that thing works.” She nodded toward the big, cock-shaped vibrator sitting dormant on the coffee table.

“Sure thing.” The image of me jamming my dildo into her hot little cunt suddenly got my juices flowing all over again. Damn these kids!

Valerie leaned over and surprised me with a kiss on the lips. And it wasn’t just a friendly peck. She held it, the tips of her long hair tickling over my bare nipples. I felt the barest touch of her tongue just before she pulled away. It was all I could do not to throw her down on the floor and ravage the bitch on the spot.

“When Gary wakes up, tell him he was great.” With that her tight ass was out the door. I grabbed the dildo and went at my thoroughly soaked pussy once again. Two orgasms later I was feeling completely drained and pretty much ended up passing out with my legs spread wide and my toy still buried in my fuck hole.

When I came to it was getting dark outside and someone was softly sucking my clit. I looked down to see Gary between my legs; naked, of course. I relaxed and enjoyed the sensations of him leisurely nibbling and licking my pussy. Something felt weird. I opened my eyes and saw that my tits were covered in cum.

“Did you jerk off on me while I was sleeping?”

“You looked so sexy, I didn’t have a choice.” He pushed the dildo into me as his tongue teased my stiffening nub.

“You should have woke me up and cum in my mouth,” I complained. “I’ve been wanting to suck my baby’s cock all day.” I scooped up some of his thinning semen and licked it from my finger.

“We got all night, Mom.” He pumped the dildo in and out. “And all day tomorrow.” Another pump. “And the rest of our lives.”

I relaxed, looking down at my son lapping contented at his mother’s cunt, and contemplated the depth of my depravity. What would people think if they could see me now? I gathered more of my boy’s cum from my nipple and savored it. My soon to be ex-husband would lose his shit if he knew his son was taking care of my pussy better than he ever had. The people at work would be disgusted to learn that I was addicted to sucking my boy’s beautiful cock and eating his sperm. My parents would disown me if they ever found out I not only helped their grandson fuck his girlfriend, but wanted to fuck him myself. I was the quintessential definition of a despicable monster by every rule of society, and yet I’d never known a greater sense of love and fulfillment in my life. Plus, I’d never seen my son happier. I watched him between my legs, luxuriating in his oral explorations of the warm, wet passage that delivered him into this world. He adored his mother’s cunt, and why should he be denied access to that one place that was so meaningful to him?

I loved my son. I loved him in a way that no other woman ever could. Why should my love be forced to stop at some arbitrary boundary? Why couldn’t I love all of him. I should be able to love his cock as much as I do his smile, or the compassionate glimmer in his eyes. Why do I have to limit the expression of my love for all of him? I should be able to love him with my mouth, and my hand, and, most of all, the tender embrace of my pussy. Would any mother refuse her son’s natural desires if it wasn’t for the strictures placed on us by a jealous society?

A low-grade orgasm rumbled through me as Gary fucked and sucked my pussy with patient devotion. It was a glorious gift for me, but I knew it was also a gratifying accomplishment for him to give his mother the kind of satisfaction that only a man could provide.

“Did you just have an orgasm, Mom?”

“Mmm, yes I did, sweetheart. That was so good.”

“I tried something different, but I wasn’t sure it would work.”

“Oh, trust me, darling, it worked. You’re turning out to be quite the skillful cunt licker, aren’t you?”

“It’s easy when the cunt I’m licking is yours.”

“Such a little suck up. Come up here and give Mommy a hug.”

Gary climbed up on top of me and we embraced. I hadn’t felt this kind of thrill at the touch of my bare skin against a man’s since I was a teenager. He snuggled against me and the smell of his sweat combined with the stink of sex almost made my head spin. His hardness lay against my inner thigh as we hugged. It would only take the barest of movements from either of us for him to end up inside me. I wondered if he would take the initiative and shove his cock into my pussy, but I didn’t dare encourage it.

“It looked like Valerie really liked the way you ate her pussy,” I mentioned to distract myself.

“Yeah, that was pretty wild. It was weird how she tasted totally different than you. Hers was good, but I like yours better.”

“I bet you say that to all the girls.” I tried to play off his compliment, but it made me feel good to hear it. “You like fucking her, don’t you?”

“Of course! What’s not to like? We did it twice the regular way, and then we tried doggy style. I didn’t know it would feel so different doing it like that.” He kissed my neck and gave me goosebumps. “You like it from behind, Mom?”

“Sure. From behind, on top, sideways. As long as there’s a cock in me, I’m happy.”

“Damn, you’re such a dirty slut.” He reached up and kissed me on the lips. Our tongues played against one another for a while as he groped my cum-slicked chest.

“I’m sorry I went behind your back and messed around with your girlfriend like I did. I shouldn’t have done that.”

He shifted his weight and I could feel the head of his cock pressing against my hairy mound

“It’s okay. She explained what happened and I actually think it’s all pretty hot. I won’t lie though, I was shocked that you were about to go down on her when I walked in. I had no idea my mom was a hardcore carpet muncher.”

I spanked his ass and pinched his cheek for good measure. “It’s not my fault you picked a girl with an irresistible pussy. I just hope I’m invited to come along on the honeymoon.”

“Oh, geez. We’re just screwing around, Mom. It’s not like we’re going to get married. I mean, I like her, but I don’t love her or anything.”

“You love her tits.”

“Well, yeah.”

I gripped his butt cheek. “And you love her bald coochie.”

“Uh-huh.”

My hand moved into his crack. “And you love her sexy little fudge tunnel.” As I said this I pushed my finger against his asshole.

“Mom! Cut it out!” He squealed and tried to twist away from my proctological probing.

“Hey, I let you play with my ass, why can’t I play with yours?” I teased and fought to get my finger back on his butt hole.

“You wanted me to stick a finger in your ass!” he argued as we wrestled.

“And now I want to stick a finger in your ass!”

We laughed and fought until we were both out of breath. The match ended when Gary got hold of both my wrists and pinned my hands up over my head. Our bodies were slippery with sweat and our chests heaved from the struggle. My giggles faded as I noticed the serious look in my son’s eyes as he gazed down at me.

I was completely at his mercy. During our tussle, I realized that my boy had grown stronger than me. I could see that he was now aware of the same thing. He was deciding what to do next. His hips were between my open legs. The head of his stiff cock was poised only inches from my opening. He held me with firm authority. I should have pushed him off of me. I should have told him that the game was over. Instead I waited.

It seemed like a long time before he spoke.

“I want to fuck you, Mom.”

His words took my breath away. I knew it was what he wanted, but to hear him say it out loud was something completely different. I couldn’t let him know how much I wanted it too.

“You can’t,” I said. My words lacked conviction. “We can’t,” I reiterated even less convincingly.

My son eased his body forward, his cockhead pressed at my drenched threshold. My body tensed, but I didn’t pull away.

“Mom…I’m going to fuck you.”

I had just a few seconds to stop what was about to happen. The only question was, would I?

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