I went down on my knees as Mom turned around in her chair. I rested my head on her lap. “No, Mom, that won't happen, I won't let it. Your happiness and welfare are too important to me. This was a problem, but I have it under control. It won't get worse.”
“No, Rick, we have to stop all this. We have to put an end to it, for all our sakes. I'm going to lie down now, alone. Please leave me for now.”
I was broken hearted that Mom wanted to stop everything we had become. I felt responsible, not only for what we were about to lose, but for making her feel so terrible as well. I pulled a blanket over her as she lay on the bed and then I kissed her on the forehead then went back downstairs.
It was nearing two o'clock and I remembered my meeting with Jim. I really didn't feel like going, but I had promised. I left the house to catch the downtown bus. Forty-five minutes later, I was at Mario's, a little early. I went in to grab a coffee and think before I met with Jim. I had no idea what I was going to do about Mom. I thought, maybe I would speak to Dad and see if he could help.
Jim walked in and spotted me right away. “Good, you're early,” he said. “I haven't finished all my business yet, I'm still waiting on an important call. Would it be okay if we went back to my place and waited for it there? I just live a few doors down.”
I agreed and we walked down the street to a new apartment building and went in. His place was modern and spacious and he asked me to take a chair while I waited.
“Feel free to strip and get comfortable if you want,” he said. “I know how much you love being naked. Frankly, I enjoy looking at you as well.”
I thought about it for a second but then I undressed. After all, I knew Jim and if things got weird, I was pretty sure I could give him a hard enough time of it. The phone rang in the other room and Jim excused himself. It felt a little different being in a strange new place naked, but I got used to it quickly as I walked around exploring.
There were pictures everywhere, mostly of Jim or of him posing with different people. The shots were mostly with women but a few were with men as well. As I studied them, I noticed one that surprised me. It was a picture of Magda. She was topless, wearing only half a bikini with Jim and another guy.
Jim came out from the other room with no clothes on. “All done,” he said, “and I see you've made yourself more comfortable, very nice. I hope you don't mind if I decided to strip off myself. All of you at Magda's are beginning to have an affect on me. I'm a lot less self conscious about nudity and my endowment these days.”
I looked over his body, it was shaping up from when I first met him at Magda's.
“I didn't know you already knew Magda,” I said.
“Yes, but only through my best friend, her late husband. We served in the forces together.”
“Oh, gosh, I didn't realize that. I only saw him a few times when I was younger,” I said.
“Yeah, he was a hell of a guy, a lot like you in many ways. Smart, sensitive—always ready for a challenge. Can I offer you a beer of something?”
“Just a glass of water for me thanks,” I answered.
He returned from the kitchen and handed me a glass. I sat on his couch while he sat across from me in a chair. We had a good conversation about life and love. He was fascinated that up until this summer I had barely even seen a girl naked let alone have sex with one. He couldn't believe I had come so far in so little time.
“It's truly amazing, clearly you were a sleeping prodigy and Magda woke you up. If anyone could, it would have to be her. My friend used to rave about her sexual abilities. He even offered her to me one night. It was when we were all leaving a party, a little inebriated and feeling very frisky. She was very willing and able to take us both on, but I refused. There was no way I was going to jeopardize our relationship. There have been many times since then that I've regretted that decision. She's a truly stunning woman.”
“That she is,” I said raising my glass in a toast.
“So, I realize that the two of you are involved,” Jim said, “but how seriously?”
“I guess as seriously as it can get,” I said. “She keeps reminding me about our age difference but, like you said, I love a challenge.
“Really? And what about the other girl, Mona?”
“Well, I have to admit that I care a lot for her, as well,” I admitted. “I guess you could call it a love triangle. We all love each other very much.”
“And, forgive me for pressing, you all make love together as well?”
“Yes, whenever possible. Also as couples.”
“That's fantastic, I envy you more than you can imagine. So you have an open relationship then?” He said.
“In what sense?” I asked.
“Well, you once admitted to me that you have other women in your life, as well. I'm assuming that Magda and Mona are aware and they accept those circumstances?”
“Yes, they do. I guess when you put it that way, you're right.” I admitted. “As much as Magda and I are in love, I couldn't criticize her if she were to sleep with someone else.”
“So that brings me to my question,” Jim said as he sat more upright. “I would very much love to become closer to Magda and you as well. She and I have history and I believe she's one of very few women who could deal with me sexually.”
“I'm not trying to push you out, quite the opposite. I'm almost as attracted to you as well. I realize the two of you have a deep affection for each other, but you have to admit, your relationship will eventually have its limits. There are gaps that I can help fill, being closer to her age and experience.”
“Ultimately,” he continued, “I'm hoping I can be part of your ménage with Mona and Magda. That is, once you've embraced your bisexual side. I apologize for dropping so much on you, so suddenly. But, what do you think?”
I didn't want to tell him about my family or the fact that I'd already tried bi-sex with my father. My head was swimming with so many feelings, both good and bad at that moment. I liked Jim, but I loved Magda and Mona. I had no idea how his suggestion might affect our relationships.
“Has Magda given you reason to think she was interested?” I asked, point blank.
“No, not in so many words, but she has always been very fond of me,” he replied. “I have a strong sense she will be interested as long as you aren't opposed. Like I said, we have history.”
“Well, you've given me an awful lot to think about,” I said, as I rose and began to dress again. “Let me mull it over for a few days and talk to Magda.”
“Talk to her, about what?” He sounded a little on edge.
“About what she thinks of you,” I said, “I won't bring up our discussion, trust me.”
“You truly are a special young man,” Jim said. “You have no idea how much I hope this works out for us all.”
I thanked him for an interesting afternoon and left to catch my bus back uptown. When I arrived home I went straight to the washroom and took a shower. When I emerged, I went to Mom's room and she was still lying there staring up at the ceiling. I sat on the bed next to her.
“Still feeling down, Mom?” I asked.
She turned her head and looked at me. I lay up on the bed beside her and she looked me over, head to toe. She reached for my cock and caressing it with her fingertips.
“So beautiful,” she said, “I love your delicious young body so much, what am I going to do without it.”
I pulled the blanket off her and opened her robe. “I don't know if I can go on without your scrumptious body as well, Mom. I moved down to her pussy and began to lick her tenderly. Her mound was still smooth from when I had shaved her recently. She moaned softly as I toyed around her clit with my tongue. She began to weep.
“Oh, I just don't know what to do anymore. I love what we're doing, but I know it has to stop one day.” She sniffled.
“Maybe we will have to slow down one day. Heck, I'll be heading off to university in the fall with Jan. I can't imagine not being able to see or touch your beautiful body anymore. Not being able to taste you or to feel myself inside you again. I'll always want you now, Mom. Can't you see that?”
“I know, Rick, but it just isn't right and eventually we will be found out. It could destroy us all. We need to be strong and do the right thing.”
“Why don't we talk it over with Jan and Dad and see if we can figure something out.” I begged.
“All right,” she said, “Let's try and talk to them later.”
I continued to work on her pussy and soon she had a lovely deep orgasm, but she barely moved, she just continued lying there. I snuggled up to her and we cuddled until I heard Jan come home. I went downstairs to speak with her.
“Hi, hon,” I said, “We've got some problems to deal with. I came over for lunch today with Phil and Mom came out to meet me in the nude. Phil saw everything and put two and two together. Now Mom wants to stop everything before we get in deeper trouble and the whole family gets threatened.”
“Shit, I don't believe it. Well, Phil called me and asked me out on a date tonight. Just leave him to me. I'll give him such good sex he'll cut off his cock before he betrays us.”
“That won't be necessary, unless you want the sex anyway. He confided something to me the other day that would be just as problematic for him if it got out. So I think he won't be spilling the beans too soon.”
“So, where does it stand with, Mom?” She asked.
“Well, I convinced her we should have a family meeting tonight and discuss it. Hopefully, Dad will be home soon and we can begin.”
“I hope so, I really want us all to keep going” she said. “You know, I really can't wait to see what Phil's like.”
“Well, try not to be too aggressive, some guys like Phil can get scared off by that.”
“Thanks I'll remember that, but I'm still dying to get a hold of his cock. It makes such a nice bulge in his jeans when he gets excited.”
Dad came home a little later and we explained the situation with Mom.
“Well, kids, I'm not going to try to turn her around,” he said. “She's been conflicted about all this since the very beginning. The whole thing might be just too much of a strain on her. We have to put her welfare before having sex.”
Jan and Dad undressed and we all went up to the room to talk.
“Oh, look at you all,” she said as we entered. “My beautiful naked family.”
She sat up discarding the blanket and her robe. “There now, we're all naked and we can talk. I'm sure Rick has told you about my feelings. I feel we need to slow things down and maybe even stop all this the new sex play in our home. It's getting out of hand and it's only a matter of time until we're found out. It could be the end of our family if word got out.”
“How far back do you want to go Mom?” I asked. “Do you want us to dress all the time everywhere? If that's the case then there's no way I'm ever going back there. I love being naked and I love seeing everyone here naked as well.”
“No, I'm sure Ruth didn't mean that far back. Did you, Ruth?” Dad said.
“No, no, of course not,” Mom responded. “Maybe if we just keep it to the upstairs of the house. You know, to avoid being caught. Take fewer chances.”
“This just isn't fair!” Jan cried out. “Sure it's fine for you, you've had a lifetime of sex, I've only just started. I don't care what you want, if I want to have sex with Rick or Dad, I will. You can't just expect me to stop. So you're feeling guilty, get over it! Don't try and drag us down with you.”
“Now, that's enough!” Dad jumped in, “Get a hold of yourself, Jan. You have no right to talk to your mother that way.”
“She's partly right,” Mom said. “When I began down this road with Rick, I was thrilled at being so desired and loved again. Later, as we all began to enjoy each other, I was in a kind of euphoria each time. I never wanted the adventures to end, even though I still felt guilty. I can only imagine how overjoyed Jan has been during this time and now I'm asking her to give it all up.”
“Okay, so I'm hearing that Jan and Rick want to continue and you, Ruth, want to slow things down a lot.” Dad began to summarize. “As for myself, there are things I'm unwilling to let go of, at least for now, like nudity. I am willing to slow down in other ways, though. Can I suggest that, as a first step, we consider that our lovemaking and nudity be contained to the second floor of our home?”
“Ah, come on!” Jan immediately chimed in.
“I'd rather be nude anywhere,” I said, “but if it makes Mom happier, I'm willing.”
We all looked at Mom.
“Well okay,” she said, “that's a start, but it's not the end of these discussions. We'll need to do more… or less, I guess,” as a smile came over her lovely face.
We broke up and Jan and I went to my room.
“So, you're going out with Phil tonight?” I said as I sat in my chair.
“Don't try and change the subject,” she said as she sat in my lap and put an arm around my neck. She nuzzled into my neck and kissed it a few times.
“I never want to stop making love with you, Rick,” she whispered in my ear.
I fondled her breast and pinched her nipple as she wriggled in my lap. My erection was growing and becoming trapped under her thigh. She laughed as she moved a little and it sprang for freedom.
“I'm so horny right now, I'll probably rape Phil if I don't cum soon,” she moaned. “Let's move over to the bed.”
As I lay on the bed, she climbed up and straddled my legs. She milked my cock with her hand and then she bent over and took me in her mouth. The warm wetness felt luxurious on my shaft as she made love to my cock so totally. Then, she sat back on her haunches and stroked me before advancing and lowering herself onto my waiting pole.
She leaned forward on her arms and her pert breasts dangled and jiggled a bit. I reached and massaged them, pulling and pinching at her nipples. She maintained her slow rhythm and I could feel the walls of her vagina clamp on me—pushing me on to an orgasm. We kept up the slow sensual pace until I began to stiffen even more and Jan knew I was about to cum. She lifted herself off me and finished me with her mouth as I shot load after load into it.
“Get back up here and sit on my face,” I said.
She slithered up my body and reversed herself so that her pussy hovered just over my mouth. She lowered herself down to me and I feasted on her wet engorged pussy lips.
“Stick your tongue out,” she ordered, and she rubbed her pussy and clit against it purring with excitement.
My hands cupped her ass cheeks, massaging and kneading them roughly. My fingers played in her ass, tickling and toying with her sphincter. She was going wild with passion as I pushed a finger up into her ass as she rubbed her pussy against me harder and harder.
“Oh, God, I'm coming,” she moaned and I did my best to keep her stimulated. All the while, she wriggled her ass with my finger stuck in it to the second knuckle.
She began to slow down, then got off and lay down beside me.
“That was very nice,” she said, “I never thought a finger up my ass would feel so great, but it did. Maybe we might try something bigger one day? What do you think?”
“Damn, everyone blames me for being such a corrupting influence. Meanwhile, you're the one who's insatiable.”
“And that's a problem because…?” She toyed with me.
“No problem, never a problem,” I answered, as I rolled over onto her and kissed her passionately. I kissed, licked and bit the nape of her neck as she raised her chin for more.”
The door opened and Mom came in.
“Can you two please stop now? Your dad and I have been listening to you both for the last half hour and enough is enough.”
Jan turned herself around so that her head was down near my cock. She took hold of my shaft and stroked it.
“Oh, come on, Mom, you're going to tell me you want to walk away from Rick's beautiful cock and his body? You never want to touch or kiss or suck this again? There's no way, you love doing this even more that I do. Come on, Mom, come suck on it just one last time.”
Mom walked over and sat on the bed. “I never said didn't want to, of course I do,” she said, as she reached over and joined her hand to Jan's as they both stroked my length together.
I placed my hand on Mom's thigh and rubbed her leg ever closer to her crotch. She leaned over and took the tip of my cock in her mouth as the two continued to stroke my cock and balls. Her tongue was whirling in circles, stimulating me to another orgasm. My fingers reached her sweet spot and I saw her quiver as I probed deeper into her wetness. Jan's hands were massaging Mom whlie she alone sucked and stroked my cock.
“Oh, I just can't help it,” Mom sighed, as she climbed up and straddled me, feeding my stiff cock into her warm waiting pussy.
She leaned against her arms as her breasts hung down and swayed hypnotically. Her eyes were closed tight, as if she were trying to be somewhere else. Jan was in between my legs licking my balls and cock. I assumed she was also finding tasty parts of Mom to lick as well. The sex was beyond good as Mom milked my cock from inside her vagina and Jan stimulated every sensitive part outside.
I felt myself building to an eruption and I tried everything to slow it down, but it was no use. I came and Mom grunted as she sped up, milking me harder and pumping faster. Then, she came as well. As we all slowed down, Mom lowered herself down and I hugged her as she lay in top of me.
“Oh, that was wonderful,” she said. “I know I shouldn't have, but I couldn't resist. We WILL eventually stop all this, but I think there will be times like this when I just have to give in.” She gave me a sweet kiss and got off me. She looked at the two of us on the bed and smiled. “You're both just so beautiful,” she said, and she went back to her room.
“Am I the only one, or is this becoming a little spooky,” Jan giggled.
“Yeah, it is a tiny bit strange,” I said. “It's hard to know where her head is. One minute it's all over, and the next, incredible sex.”
“Right, and she always seems to be in a daze now,” Jan observed, “really distant.”
“I guess all we can do is hang on and see what happens,” I said. “Say, when's your date with Phil?”
“Oh shit! Gotta go,” Jan jumped up and ran to the bathroom.
That evening Mona called and we talked for hours. It seemed we had an inexhaustible amount of topics to cover. I began to realize for the first time the real differences between Magda and I. We had sex, amazing mind-blowing sex, but aside from that, our communication was fairly limited. We were always frank and open about our feelings and surroundings but there were few life discussions. When they did happen they always similar to the talks I had with my parents.
The next morning, Phil and I met with Magda to pitch our ideas. She was impressed with our preparation, and she opted for my favorite option. The plan would increase storage capacity in the garage and would partition the basement into a kind of study and playroom along with more linen and supply storage for her business. I combined an upgraded laundry area with the linen storage for convenience. It was a much bigger project than she had originally been looking for but it was a real fit for her business and personal life.
