Date: Tue, 17 Nov 2015 23:16:59 +0000 (UTC)
From: Scott Winslow <scott_winslow2135@yahoo.com>
Subject: In and Out of the Closet

In and Out of the Closet (Fm, FFm, Fmm, mm, FF, mmf, Ffm, inc, voy)
By: Scott Winslow

***

Hello, dear reader. This one kinda got away from me. I had an idea and ran
with it and it turned into this really long, yet extremely sex filled,
story. As usual, do not continue reading if you are offended by any content
involving incest or sexual relations between adults and children. I, after
writing, contemplated dividing this into several smaller chapters and
posting them separately, but decided against doing so. I do hope that you
enjoy reading. Even if you do not read the entire thing, I know that you
will find something you enjoy in any part of the story.

I used a new literary device in this story that I wanted to try. The
narrator of the story switches, back and forth, between our two main
characters, a mother and her son, with divisions in between. It should, I
believe, be very clear who is speaking at each point, though, but if I am
wrong and the story is too confusing to follow, please let me know. I can
be contacted at scott_winslow2135@yahoo.com with any and all comments,
critiques, suggestions, or support.

Finally, as I have posted several stories on nifty, and have not yet taken
the opportunity to do so, I want to encourage anyone with the means to
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Thank you and enjoy.

***


I always thought I was a normal woman. A divorced, single mother, just
trying to make it in the world is nothing new or remarkable. I am sure
there are a million women across these United States just like me.  Well,
there probably WERE a million women just like me, but things are different
now. Now, I wonder if there are ANY women out there like me. The things I
have done ARE actually quite remarkable and I would never go back to being
a `normal' mom even if I could.


I'm Rebecca Sommers or Becky as my friends call me, and I learned about sex
when I was rather young. So maybe that alone made me a bit abnormal. Most
of the other boys and girls in my neighborhood, growing up, were a few
years older than me, but we would all play together as children. Usually
freeze tag or, my favorite, hide and seek.  I was always the best hider. No
one could ever find me. The other kids would walk right past me in my
hiding place without even knowing I was there. I used to love watching
them. They would always do the funniest things when they thought no one
could see them. Like when the boys would sneak down by the creek to pee. I
fondly remember hiding very quietly, up in a tree, and seeing two boys walk
by, stop, take out their little dicks and piss into the slowly flowing
water.


I was probably 7 or 8 at the time and the boys a few years older. I knew,
by this time, that girls and boys were different, but that was the first
time I had ever actually seen a dick. I was immediately addicted to
watching people in their most private moments, and I would have many
opportunities to do just that. As the kids I played with grew older, they
did not want to play games anymore, they wanted to play with each other,
instead. This gave me plenty of chances to watch them explore their young
sexualities with each other down by that same creek.



By the time I was 10, and most of the other children were in their teens, I
had seen just about every type of sexual experience while hiding in my
tree. I watched Suzie suck Bryan's cock for the first time, and I was as
surprised as Suzie was when the white liquid squirted out. I watched Kevin
pop Wendy's cherry. I watched Mike and Chris jack each other off and find
out that Chris liked it up the butt a lot more than Mike did. I watched Pam
convince Megan to let her lick her pussy till they almost got caught by
Craig, and then he fucked them both. I watched all of this and so much
more, all while gently playing with my own wet pussy, undetected in my tree
or behind a bush or wherever I could hide.


And so, it would happen, that before I turned eleven years old I got
caught. Looking back, perhaps I wanted to get caught, but either way one
day I got caught watching Billy pee behind a shed near my house. I had my
hand down my pants and everything. It was obvious that I was enjoying
watching him. I was so embarrassed. I thought my life was going to be over,
but then he started kissing me. I had seen so much kissing between them all
so I knew what to do, but it was my first time actually doing it.


Things progressed pretty quickly from there. Soon Billy fucked me, and
then, after he told more of the group, I fucked them all too. I even played
with a couple of the girls. It was one of the best periods of my life.


But as time passed the older kids grew up and moved on with their
lives. They began actually dating, some with each other and some with other
schoolmates. The time of our little group all playing together had come to
an end. It made me quite sad. Sure I could find my own boyfriends to have
sex with, but my times of secretly watching the others were over.


I was still pretty promiscuous through high school, but as I graduated and
went off to college I realized I needed to get my life together. I knew
that I wanted a good life with a good job, a good husband, and a good
family, and knew I could not have any of that by continuing to be a
slut. So I changed my ways, buckled down, and focused on my studies.



I had always been intelligent and while college was not easy, I made it
through. It was during my final year that I met my husband. He was the
tall, dark, and handsome type girls swoon over, and I did swoon. He was
also very smart and very driven. He was everything I wanted. We married
soon after we graduated from college, me with a business degree, and he
with a degree in engineering.

Although I had always envisioned myself begin a woman of business and not
depending on a man to provide for me, when I got pregnant soon after our
wedding that all changed. My husband's job in engineering was very
lucrative and after our son was born there was no financial need for me to
join the work force.

I was living the good life. It was not the life I had really ever wanted,
but it was still good. As our son, Parker, grew into a wonderful young man,
my days became less about caring for him and the house, and more about
watching T.V. and relaxing. I began to put on a little weight at this point
in my life. I had always been very fit, but as my busy life changed to one
of more peace and, to be honest, laziness, my body began to fill out,
especially in my hips, backside, and chest. To his credit, my husband never
seemed to mind, so I did not let it bother me either.

It was on one of those lazy days that I discovered my husband's collection
of pornography. Hidden in his workshop I found a box containing a multitude
of videos and magazines. I was shocked. I had absolutely no idea he was
into this type of filth.

I had a lot of thinking to do after that, but eventually I decided to not
let it bother me too much. My husband still made love to me often, and very
passionately, so why did it matter if he watched some videos every now and
then? So I decided to not say anything and just let him have his little
porn collection. I was not happy about it though. I was willing to fuck him
any time and any way he wanted, so why did he need porn? I never confronted
him though, and he never knew I knew.

And then my life changed. My husband did not come home from work one
night. I was up all night wondering where he was. When he finally did come
home the next evening he told me he was leaving me. I screamed and yelled
and asked him how he could do this to me and Parker, but he had made up his
mind. He left me and divorced me soon after.

***


I always tried to be a good kid for my parents. I loved them both and knew
they both loved me. From my earliest memories of childhood I knew we had a
happy little family.

I had a couple friends in school. I had just moved from the elementary
school and was now in 6th grade at the middle school. It was a big change
going from single teacher classes to having to change classrooms and having
different teachers for different subjects, but I liked it a lot. I had
actually met more friends in my new school and hung out with them a lot
more than my old elementary school friends. I actually did pretty well in
school. I hated doing homework, but what kid doesn't? In class, though, I
did well and got good grades.

I also played a few sports. Mostly soccer and baseball, but baseball was my
favorite. I think it was more my favorite because I was able to play catch
with my dad. We would go outside frequently, through the summer, and pass
the ball around. It was one of my favorite things to do.

I thought I had a great life. I was happy, my parents were happy, we were
all happy. I thought all this was true, but I was wrong.

One day as I was sitting in my room, at my desk, doing my spelling
homework, my dad came into my bedroom. I had heard him and my mom yelling
downstairs when he got home from work, but I did not know what was going
on.

"I'm going to be going away for a while" he said to me. I had no idea what
that meant. I was in shock, I think.

"How could this be happening?" I thought to myself. He packed a few things
and left. It was a while before I saw him again.

***

Life was pretty tough after my husband left. The emotional toll it took on
me was pretty bad. I hated myself for a while. I assumed I had done
something wrong, that it was all my fault. He obviously stopped loving me
for some reason, and that is a hard pill to swallow. I knew I had to be
strong for Parker, though, so I made it through.

Financially things were rough too. My husband was able to provide for us a
great life style. We had a great house with a pool, cars, and lots of other
things. We had it pretty good. After our divorce, though, I had no idea how
to maintain that lifestyle. I did get alimony from my husband and child
support for Parker, but that was not enough. I knew I would need to start
looking for a job. I was lucky that I had my education to fall back on. I
went to local staffing agency and quickly got hired on there to work as a
temp in offices where needed until I found something full time. It was not
ideal, but it was a start.

By far, though, one of the worst parts about my husband leaving was the
sex.

***

I was really hurt when my dad left. He did not just leave my mom, he left
me too, and it sucked. I felt like he abandoned me. Was it my fault? Did I
do something wrong? My mom told me that it had nothing to do with me, and I
believed her, but it still hurt me. I felt so alone without him.

It also really sucked because my mom told me she was going to have to get a
job. I really did not want her too. I liked having her at home. She said I
was old enough that I did not need someone to watch me all of the time, and
I liked that, but I still hoped she could find a job with the same schedule
as my school so she would be home with me as much as possible.

By far, though, one of the worst parts about my dad leaving was that he
took all of his porn.

***

I had grown up having sex, and having it often. I loved it, I needed it,
and my husband was always willing to give it to me. He was great in bed and
always gave to me as much as I gave to him.

After he left I began thinking that maybe we had been doing it less and
less recently, but not that much less. We still made love regularly. "Now
what was I going to do without him?" I thought. I knew I would go crazy if
I did not get some soon. I quickly became an expert at masturbating.

Maybe he wanted me less because my body had changed. Maybe he left because
I had put on a few pounds. I had grown a little bit. I had become a lot
curvier, but honestly, I liked the curves. I liked the way I looked.

I had dark brown hair and brown eyes, with light skin. I was average
height, about 5'3". I had developed a nice set of 38D cup breasts, I did
have a bit of plump midsection, but I had curvy hips and a plump round butt
that I was actually quite proud of. I thought I looked good.

But, I guess not good enough. Soon after our divorce I found out my
ex-husband was living with a skinny young blonde who could have been half
his age. I guess I just was not what he wanted anymore.

***

I had discovered my dad's porn collection a while ago. He was not always
very careful about when and how he looked at it, so I knew he had to have a
collection somewhere, and it did not take me long to find it. I had learned
all about sex from looking at those magazines and watching those videos.

My dad had a large collection and I found that it would change from time to
time. I often thought that maybe he was trading videos and magazines with
people from work. Whatever the case, I was often able to secretly take a
video or magazine to my room late at night and watch it without him ever
finding out.

When I first found his collection there were a lot of videos and magazines
featuring women with large, busty bodies. I loved it. I could not get
enough of looking at those women.


As time went by though, my father switched out those videos for movies
featuring younger girls. The magazines started featuring thinner girls with
smaller and smaller chests. I had no idea why my dad wanted to look at
these movies and pictures. Did he not think that the women with big tits
were better?


It got to the point, though, when that was all it seemed my dad looked at,
and something was better than nothing, so I looked at it too.


Now, though, even that was gone and I had nothing to look at as I jacked
off. All I had were the memories and fantasies I had of my dad's old porn
collection.

***

Parker was sad for a while after his father left us. It made me sad too,
and I felt bad for him. He seemed to go through a really tough time, but he
surprisingly seemed to get through it relatively quickly. I was happy for
him. I did not ever want to see him sad.


I was still having a really hard time, though. I started to realize that
Parker was actually taking it better than me. I began to look to him and
how he was dealing with it. I knew I needed to be strong for him, and
seeing how strong he was actually made me feel better.


He got to a point where he seemed happy, and it made me start to feel happy
too. I had never loved my son more.

***

It was hard for me to fall asleep without jacking off. I needed that
release at the end of the day and it always made me fall fast asleep after
doing it. I had enjoyed sneaking one of my dad's movies, watching it on my
bedroom T.V. after my parents had gone to bed, and then putting it back the
next morning without anyone realizing I had taken it. Now, those days were
over.


All I had to use to jack off too were fantasies.


I would sometimes talk to my friends at school about sex and girls and
things like that. I never really had a crush on any girls, although I think
some liked me.  I was pretty tall, a few inches shy of 5 foot. I was thin
and athletic from all the sports I played. I had blonde hair that I got
from my dad and blue eyes. I think girls at school thought I was cute, but
I really was not into any of them.

They were not what I fantasized about at night. They all looked more like
the videos and magazines my dad had before he left. What I did begin to
fantasize about, though, were my teachers. I liked their bodies a lot
better.

*** One evening, Parker and I were in our living room watching a movie on
cable. It was an action movie, and a little immature for my tastes, but I
knew Parker liked it, so I watched it with him. There were a couple sex
scenes in it though, but I did not mind. I figured Parker was mature enough
to handle it and did not say anything to him about it.

It had been a long day. I did not enjoy the office I was working in and the
people were rather snotty and rude to me as a temp. The work that they had
me doing was rough and difficult. I really needed some time to relax.

After the movie ended I told Parker I was going to take a shower. I knew
that the warm waters would help wash the day away. I excused myself to the
bathroom.

***

I could not believe my mom had let me watch the movie. It was a great
movie, with lots of action and explosions, but my favorite parts were the
sex scenes. I had not seen any nudity since my dad left, taking his porn
with him, so seeing a topless woman in the movie really turned me on.

I knew my mom would be in the shower for a while, so I figured I had time
to run up into my room, jack off really fast, and be back down stairs
before she knew I had moved.

I went to my room, which was right next to the bathroom, and quickly shut
the door. I must have closed the door with more force than I intended,
because, as I went to my bed, the door slammed behind me.

In my bedroom there was a small, wooden door on the wall that my room
shared with the bathroom. It was designed to allow access to the pipe work
for the shower. I had learned that when I slammed my bedroom door on
occasion it would make this little door fall down. My slamming of the door
this time had caused it to happen again. As I went across the room to
replace the door, I noticed something I never noticed before.

As I lifted the little door back into place I saw light coming into my room
from the bathroom. I pulled the door back off and looked into the
opening. I was stunned by what I saw.

Obviously the tile that surrounded the shower in the bathroom was coming
loose and right between two tiles there was a small gap. As I looked into
that gap I was able to see directly into the shower. The same shower where
my mother was currently washing herself.

I looked, and because I was very low to the floor, could see her legs, and
water running off of them. I repositioned myself to get a better view, and
looking up, could see a great deal more of my mom's body as she showered.

Without realizing it, my dick became hard as a rock. I knew I was already
horny from the movie earlier, but now I was even more turned on.

I sat back for a moment and thought to myself. "Was I really getting that
turned on by looking at my own mother?" I wondered. The image I had just
seen of my mother's naked body, the water pouring over her very large tits,
her stomach, her wide hips, and down her legs, was burned into my brain. As
I thought about it, I realized that my mother possessed just the type of
body I liked. I realized that I was attracted to my mom. I realized that my
mom was hot. I knew I wanted to see more.

I quickly got up and turned my bedroom light off. I knew it would be hard
for my mother to see back through the hole I was looking unless she
crouched down, but I was afraid she might see light shining through. After
flipping the switch I quickly rushed back to the hole. I got there just in
time to hear my mother turn the shower off and step out of the tub. I got a
very nice view of her butt as she stepped out and then I could not see her
anymore.

I quietly replaced the little door in the wall. My mind was spinning. I had
just seen my first naked woman in person. Sure I had seen hundreds of women
in movies and magazines, but this was my first real life women, and it was
my own mother! As I thought about what had just happened, I knew most
people would have been revolted by what they saw, but not me. I was the
exact opposite. I loved it. I loved seeing my mom's body. It was incredibly
sexy, she was incredibly sexy.

Before I even knew what I was doing I was laying in my bed with my pants
down, rapidly stroking my dick. The visions of my mother's body kept
replaying in my brain as I jacked myself off. Never in my life had I been
so horny.

***

I always enjoyed a nice, hot, shower. The warm water had done its trick and
I felt relaxed and calm. It was amazing what a shower can do for you.

I got out of the tub and dried myself off with a big, fluffy towel. After I
was dry, I rubbed a little lotion over my body. I sometimes got dry skin
after a shower.

I had really relaxed in the shower and was quite tired, so I decided to
just go to bed, even though it was still fairly early. I had brought
underwear and pajamas with me, but opted to slip my bathrobe over my naked
body for the walk across the hall to my bedroom. I typically slept nude
anyway.

When I left the bathroom though, I noticed something odd. Parker's bedroom
door was closed. I could see from under the door that his light was turned
off. He usually kept his bedroom door open when he was not in there, and
only closed it when he went to bed. It was strange for him to be in bed so
early, so I was curious. I hoped he was feeling well. I decided to try to
quietly open the door and check on him.

As I slowly turned the knob on his door and quietly opened the door, light
from the hallway poured into his bedroom, falling on his twin bed. Parker
was laying on his bed, on top of the covers. He was clearly not asleep. He
jumped and pulled a blanket over his body when he noticed the change in
light.

It was very sudden, and he moved rather quickly, but I was sure that I saw
that his pants had been pulled down prior to him covering up with the
blanket. That was not all I noticed, though. It was briefest of glimpses,
but I know I saw his penis, and it was completely erect.

Parker made a slight moaning noise and a bit of a shriek. "Are you okay,
Parker?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm just tired. I'm gonna go to bed" he answered.

I told him okay, and left his room, shutting the door behind me. I could
not believe I had just caught my son doing that.

***

I could not believe my mom had just caught me doing that. I was so
completely lost in the fact that I had just spied on my mom's naked body,
and how much it turned me on, that I went right to jacking off, without
thinking about her coming into my room. It was a bit strange knowing that
my mom, the object of my fantasies at that moment, the reason I was jacking
off, also caught me doing it.

I only thought about how embarrassed I was for a short moment though. The
image of my mom standing in my doorway was now burned into my brain, along
with the image of her in the shower. The way she looked in her bath robe
was incredible. I began thinking about it more and more. I imagined that
she was naked under the robe, and then I began thinking about how her naked
body looked. Within moments my hand was back around my cock. I kept jacking
off, thinking about my mother, until I shot a huge load all over the place.

***

After I went to my own bedroom, I untied my robe and let it fall to the
floor. I sat on the edge of my bed for several moments, the same thought
going through my head over and over. "Had I really just caught my son
masturbating?"

"All boys do it, don't they?" I kept thinking to myself. That's what all
the experts say, at least, so it makes sense that Parker would do it
too. "It would be strange for him to do it with me right there,
though. Wouldn't it?"

"Why wouldn't he just finish it while I was in the shower?" All these
thoughts went through my head, weighing the idea of whether or not I had
just caught my son stroking his hard dick.

"I know I saw it," I thought, "and it sure was hard. It actually looked
rather nice."

I scolded myself for thinking that. "How could I think that about my own
boy's dick?" It was wrong. But it was the first dick I had seen in so long.

As I sat there, thinking about nothing but my own son's penis, I had
absentmindedly begun lightly touching myself. Before I knew it, my pussy
had become incredibly wet. I told myself it was from the shower and me
touching myself. I told myself it was NOT thinking about my son that got me
wet. I told myself I was decent mother, but as I got up, went to my closet,
and opened my secret box of sex toys I made a choice to grab the smaller of
my vibrators.

I got into bed and laid back. I turned my little toy on and let its
vibrations travel all over my body. It felt so good. Finally I allowed it
to find its way inside me. It felt incredible. The action and motion alone
was enough to get me off, hard, but as I came a thought suddenly popped
into my brain.

"Smaller cocks can be fun, too." I thought. I turned my toy off, covered my
naked body, and fell asleep.

***


The next day at school was difficult for me. I could not get the images of
my mom's naked body out of my head, and because of that I was constantly
horny. That fact, though, was not much different from my normal day. I
usually spent my school days looking at my sexy teachers, and was horny a
lot anyway, but today was different.

I went through all my classes, English, math, science, and the rest, and
hardly noticed my teachers. A couple of them were even dressed very nicely
that day, but I did not care. I was only focused on one woman, and I would
have to wait till I got home that evening to see her. I hoped, though, that
I would be able to see her like I had the night before. I knew I would need
to find a way to see her more.

***

That following day was a rough one for me. The temp agency had placed me in
an office working for a real jerk. I hated him the moment I walked into his
office and introduced myself. I knew, though, that this placement was
almost over.

He was a young, self-centered, prick. He thought he was smarter than
everyone, and the he might have actually been to reach his level at his
age, but he also thought he was the most attractive man alive. That he was
not.

"My son is more attractive than you are, jerk." I thought to myself. I
don't know why it was my son that I thought about. There were a hundred men
that were better looking than him, but for some reason Parker was the one I
chose to think about.

***

When my school day finally ended I rushed hope and went directly up to my
bedroom. I knew Mom would not be home for a little while. I quickly got
down on the floor and pulled the small door away from the wall. I looked
through the small hole, remembering the night before when I had seen my
sexy mother standing there naked. I needed to figure out why the hole was
there, and how I could us it more to my advantage.

I went into the bathroom and got into the tub. I noticed that the tiles
that lined the wall above the bathtub were quite old. The grout between the
tiles was detreating in a couple of spots; one of those spots was the hole
I had looked through the night before. As I inspected my spy hole from this
side I noticed that there was, in fact, some light coming through from my
bedroom. I made a mental note that I would have to make sure it was dark in
my room if I wanted to spy on my mom more.

As I was inspecting the hole, I accidently chipped away a little more of
the grout. The tiles held tight though, so I scrapped away a little
more. After I had made the hole much bigger I went back around to my
bedroom to look again. As I got down to my hole and looked through, I could
now see much more of the far wall behind the shower. With these
improvements I would now be able to see much more of my sexy mother.

I went back to the tub to clean up the mess I had made. I stood up in the
shower, my cock already hard, imagining looking at my mom the next time she
showered. As I stood there I looked down at the hole. To my delight, I
noticed that if I stood up, like mom would be if she was showering, it was
very difficult to see through the hole.

***

It was my last day in this terrible temp job. I was very happy about
that. Because I was almost done, and because I really did hate the jerk I
was working for, I was not really working very hard. My mind was elsewhere.

I could not get the night before out of my mind. "Had Parker really been
masturbating?" I kept asking myself. I knew it really did not matter if he
was or not. It was typical for a boy his age, but I could not get that
image out of my mind. I wanted to know. I had to know. I needed to find a
way to watch Parker and find out what he was doing.

I scolded myself again. I knew I was just sexually frustrated. It had been
so long since I had been with a man. It was wrong of me to look to my own
son to satisfy my urges. I looked back at the man I was working for. He had
made more than a few advances toward me. "Maybe I could use him to help me
get these images of Parker out of mind" I thought.

But I really did hate him. I did not want him. I would never want a man
like him. I wanted to know what Parker was up too, that's what I wanted. My
days as a child, sitting in those trees, watching the other kids do naughty
things came back to me. I wanted those days back.

I knew I needed to find a way to watch him, to find out whether he was
really doing it. "But how?" I asked myself.

I began thinking about Parker's bedroom and how it shared a wall with my
bedroom. "If only I could see through that wall" I thought.

Then it hit me. My closet and Parker's closet were set up side by
side. Long ago, the previous owners of the house had done some sort of
remodeling in the bedrooms and the closet areas. To save time, effort, and
money they built a make shift wall between the closets with a series of
slats running horizontally between the closets. I knew from the numerous
times looking through my closet for something to wear, that I was able to
see into Parker's closet.

I began to wonder if the door to his closet was open and if I positioned
myself just right, might I be able to see his bed? "It might be worth a
try" I told myself.

***

I was back down stairs, sitting on the sofa, watching T.V. when my mom got
home. As she came inside I watched her set her bags down and take her
blazer off. "She looks so fucking sexy" I thought to myself. "How did I
never notice her before?"

She had on high heeled black shoes. Her legs were covered in white hose
that went up her shapely legs and disappeared under a short black skirt
that matched her blazer. She wore a white blouse that fit very tightly and
snuggly around her body, and showed off her large tits. It's top buttons
were undone, giving my mom very nice cleavage. As I watched her, I could
not believe I had never really looked at my mother this way before. She was
so sexy I could hardly contain myself. I was rock hard.

After saying hello, my mom went to her bedroom to change into more
comfortable clothes. I wished she wouldn't because she looked so sexy, but
I more wished there was a way for me to watch her change. I could not wait
for her to take a shower later.

***

"Parker sure is acting weird" I thought to myself. "Maybe that was because
I really had caught him." He seemed to be watching every move I made. I
asked him a couple times if her was okay, and every time he quickly
answered "yes."

He seemed to want to be around me all night. Sitting with me on the sofa as
we relaxed was not typical for my son, but I really did not mind. I began
to think it was strange though. "If I really had caught him, wouldn't he be
so embarrassed that he would try to avoid me?" I thought. "Maybe it was
really ME that was acting weird, though" I began thinking.

I decided to do some laundry. It would give me a chance to try out my idea,
if nothing else. I took a basket of clean clothes to Parker's room. I
opened his closet, hung a couple of his shirts, pushed them far to the
side, and made sure I left the door wide open.

I then took some clothes into my room. Making sure Parker was still down
stairs I opened my closet door and stepped in. I crouched down and was
delighted to see that I could look directly through two slats and see
almost all of Parker's bedroom.

My heart was beating fast. "Now, hopefully he doesn't think to close his
closet door" I thought to myself.

I was lost in thought, but suddenly I heard footsteps coming up the
stairs. Parker was still trying to be close to me. I quickly got out of my
closet and finished putting the clothes away.

Parker must have been able to tell that I was flushed though. "Are you okay
mom?" he asked.

"I'm fine son. Why do you ask?" I asked him.

"I don't know, you just seem stressed. Maybe you should take a nice long
shower. I know how much those calm you down." Parker suggested.

My son was so considerate. I could tell he really cared about me. He was
right, I needed to calm down, and a shower was just what I needed. I agreed
with him and went to take a shower.

***

"FINALLY!" I screamed in my head. My mom was finally going to take a
shower, and I would be able to watch the whole thing this time. As soon as
she was in the bathroom with the door shut, I was in my room down by the
little door.

I waited for my mom to turn the shower on, not knowing how much noise I
would create by opening the hatch. As soon as I heard the water turn on,
though, I ripped the wood away and looked in.

I was shaking all over, my heart was about to burst, and I was hard as a
rock as I looked. I could see my mom's naked legs, water dripping off of
them. I looked up at the spots where I had chipped away more grout, and
there, on display, was my mother's crotch. It was the first time I had ever
seen a pussy in real life, and I could not believe it was my own mother's I
was looking at. I immediately pulled my dick out and began jacking off. Her
pussy was bigger than I expected, but was amazing looking. She had a nice
amount of hair on top of and around her slit. The slit itself was opened
slightly and her inner lips were showing. I loved it.

***

As I stood there, washing my body, the water running over my naked skin, I
realized that the shower was not having its usual effect on me. Usually, as
I stood under the warm water and it flowed over me, it would wash away my
troubles and bring a sense of calmness over me. Today, however, as the
water touched my naked skin and as my hands rubbed soap over my body, it
was making me more worked up. As my hands began to gently wash my crotch, I
noticed that I was incredibly moist.

I allowed my hands to explore for a few seconds, letting my fingers find my
sensitive spots and bring me the pleasure I wanted. It felt so good. As I
stood there under the shower, slowly fingering myself, a thought suddenly
jumped into my brain. I had gotten so worked up thinking about my son
masturbating, that it caused me to want to masturbate. I suddenly realized
that this had all started when I had possibly caught Parker masturbating
while I had been in the shower. If I was correct, that meant he was
probably doing it right that second in his room.

For the slightest moment, it gave me a thrill thinking he was doing it
right then, and I almost finished doing it to myself, but then I remembered
how much I wanted to see him doing it. I quickly turned the shower off and
got out, hoping I had not missed him.

***

I had gone slowly. I did not want to cum too quickly, so I took my time
jacking off. I could not believe what I had just seen. It was the most
amazing few moments of my life. First my mom was in the shower, and then I
looked up and saw her pussy. She even backed up a couple times to get her
soap and I was able to see her lovely big tits with thick dark nipples. I
then watched her lather herself up, washing her body. Finally I watched
something I could not believe. My mom began washing her pussy, or at least
that's what I thought she was doing, but then she kept going. She kept
working her fingers over her amazing cunt. "I'm watching my mom
masturbate!" I screamed in my head.

I nearly came right then and there, but then suddenly my mom stopped. She
abruptly turned the shower off and got out of the tub. I quickly and
quietly got up and turned my bedroom light on. I did not want a repeat of
last night with my mom coming into the room. I needed to finish jacking off
quickly.

Before I was even in my bed, though, I heard my mom exit the bathroom and
close the door to her bedroom. "Did she even have time to dry off?" I
wondered. I quickly decided not to worry about that, though, as I wrapped
my hand back around my hard cock and went back to jacking off, thinking
about my mom, her naked body, and her fingering herself.

***

As soon as I got into my room, I threw my robe to the floor. I had never
even tied the front of it closed. Parker's door had been closed, so I knew
he was in his room. "His light was on though, I wonder what that means" I
thought. I knew I was about to find out.

I quietly opened my closet door. Light poured in on me and my naked body. I
knew instantly that my son's closet was also still opened. My heart nearly
stopped, I was so excited. I was still damp and wet, not really bothering
to dry off after my shower, but I knew my cunt was wetter. I crotched down
and crawled close to the wall that our closets shared. I looked through the
hole and gasped at what I saw.

Parker laid on his bed. His shorts had been undone and were now pulled
down. Between his slim legs, sticking straight up, stood his impressive
dick. I could tell it was slender, but long. Wrapped around his shaft was
his right fist. My own hand found my pussy again and went back to touching
myself as I watched my son jack off.

***

I laid on my bed, my eyes closed, my hand pumping on my dick. Visions of my
mother fingering herself in the shower danced in my brain. It was the
hottest thing I had ever seen. Better than any movie my dad had. Better,
because it was my mom, the hottest woman on the planet.

I kept going, knowing I was getting close. I started to moan. I hoped I was
not too loud, but I did not care. Finally, with a couple more strokes and a
loud groan, by body tensed, my hands shook, and my dick exploded.

My cum shot out harder and further than ever before. It covered my hand, my
chest, some even got on my neck. I reached under my bed and grabbed the
towel I had hidden there. I used it to wipe myself off. I was still
breathing heavy, still shaking. I had just had the best cum of my life, and
it was all thanks to my mom.

***

I could not believe I had just watched my son jack off. I had been right
about what he was doing. It was one of the most incredible things I had
ever seen. He looked so hot laying there. I could not help but finger
myself as I watched, just as I had all those years ago with my
friends. This was different though, this was my son.

As I watched him cum, his sperm covering his body, I also came, very had. I
had to bite my lip to keep from calling out and Parker hearing me. I nearly
fell over as my orgasm shuddered through my body.

After Parker cleaned himself off and put his young cock away, I looked down
at myself. Here I was, a grown woman, crouching naked in my closet, hiding
so I could watch my own son jack off. What a sight I must have been. What a
terrible person I was.

I was terrible, I knew it, but at that moment, I did not care. "In fact, I
love it" I said to myself as another shudder went through my body. I had
always loved watching people, and now I had a hot, young, stud right here
in my house that I could watch over and over.

One final thought went through my mind. "I wonder what he thinks about?" I
asked myself. I knew I would have to find a way to figure it out.

***

It was time to get cleaned up. After I wiped myself off, I got up and went
to the bathroom myself. I starter the shower and stepped in, letting the
warm water wash over my body. I grabbed my soap and began scrubbing myself
clean.

As I was cleaning my dick, I began thinking about my mother again. I
started thinking about how she had just been standing in that exact spot;
just a few short minutes before, playing with her pussy, and here I was
playing with my cock. I started to get hard again, and began jacking off.

As I was masturbating, I looked down at the little hole I had just been on
the other side of. You could never tell, from this side, that it was a
secret portal into the bathroom, but as I stroked my cock I began imagining
my mother on the other side. "I wonder what it would feel like knowing she
was watching me?" I asked myself.

I began pointing my cock in that direction as I stroked. I knew she was not
really there, but just thinking about it got me really turned on. I began
making a show out of pleasuring myself, pretending I was putting on a show
for her. I came again, squirting my semen all over the hole, thinking about
her watching me.

I knew that the things I had been thinking and doing were wrong. I knew I
was disgusting for watching and wanting my own mom, but I could not help
myself. She was just too hot, and thinking about her was just too exciting.

***

After Parker came, and so had I, he went to take a shower, and I was able
to compose myself and get dressed. I put on a nightgown. I had noticed it
hanging in my closet as I had been spending so much time in the closet
recently. It was old, and I had not worn it in years. My ex-husband had
actually bought it for me long ago. It did not fit me quite the same as it
once had. The silky material now stretched thin around me, especially my
breasts. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked hot, if not just a
little bit slutty.

I went down stairs to watch a little television before bed. I wondered if
Parker would come down before he went to bed. "Why am I dressing up for
him?" I asked myself, but I already knew the answer. Maybe I did not want
to admit it, but I knew why.

As I flipped through the channels, finding nothing to watch, I heard Parker
get out of the shower. He usually showered quickly, but he really spent a
long time in there this evening. "Wonder what took him so long?" I
thought. I bet he had to wash off all the cum, I laughed to myself; there
sure was a lot of it. I heard Parker go to his bedroom, and then leave
again. Soon I heard his footsteps coming down the steps.

I repositioned myself on the couch. I sat up straighter and uncrossed my
legs. When Parker came down, he went right for the kitchen. He opened the
refrigerator and then shut it again. He then came back into the living room
carrying a bottle of water.

He looked at me and stopped for a second. "What was that about?" I
wondered. Maybe it was me, maybe it was nothing. Parker said good night and
came to give me a hug. He smelled so nice.

After Parker hugged me, he kissed me. Parker did kiss me, occasionally, but
not much since he has gotten a little older. This kiss was different
though. Typically his kisses are on the cheek, but this one was right on my
lips. I let out a little sigh as his kiss lingered for a moment or
two. "Did I do that, or did he?" I wondered.

Parker said good night again, and went off to his bed. I sat on the couch
for several minutes, collecting my thoughts. I knew I was crazy to be
thinking the things I was about my own son. I had even convinced myself
that he was checking me out in my night gown and that his kiss was one of
passion. "What a crazy old hag I am" I thought. I needed to get to bed
myself.

***

I ran to my room and shut the door and leaned back against it. I had been
holding my breath for several minutes. I was already rock hard.

I could not believe the vision of my mother that I just had. I had never
seen her wearing that night gown before, and I wondered why she had it on
now. "What the hell does it matter why?" I asked myself. All that mattered
was that she looked extremely sexy in it. It fit her tightly and showed off
her amazing tits. I had seen them a little bit while she was in the shower,
but seeing them like that, in that night gown that night made me realize I
needed to find a way to see more of them.

And then there was that kiss. I did not want it to end.

***

Soon I had turned the television off and went to my bedroom. I pulled the
covers back from my bed and was about to climb in when I saw my closet
door. I knew I should not, but I could not help myself. I quietly opened
the door and crawled down to my secret voyeur spot.

My son had his bedroom light turned off, and it was very hard for me to see
into his room. I did see motion from his bed, but it was too dark to make
out exactly what was happening. I was pretty certain he was jacking off
again, but it was too dark to watch. I got up off the floor, closed the
closet door, and got into bed.

"I can't believe this is happening" I said to myself. What type of mother
has these feelings toward her own son? What type of mother gets off
watching her son play with himself? "A very bad mother, that kind" I told
myself.

But I could not help myself. If only a bad mother did those things, then I
was a bad mother. I, honestly, had not felt so alive or so excited since I
was a young girl, and as my hands slid down my body and found my moist
cunt, I said to myself "I love being a bad mommy."

***

I usually liked school a lot. I was a pretty good student and most of my
teachers knew it and liked me for it. I had a few friends that I liked to
hang out with. I liked to call our little group `the nothings'. Not because
we were losers or anything like that, but because we really did not fit
into any other group. We were not the preppy, popular kids. We were not
jocks. We were not the creepy, goth kids. A couple of my friends were in
the band, but we were not all band geeks. So we were really just there, we
weren't part of any other group, we were nothing.

I was friends with a couple guys and girls. My best friend was a kid named
Ryan. He did not live very close to me, but we had been friends since we
had met in school a few years before. I was also really close to a couple
of girls, Jessica and Kelli. They were best friends with each other. They
both lived pretty near where I did, and we rode the same school bus, so we
had become good friends.

My favorite part of school had been my teachers for a while. I loved
looking at all of them, especially a couple that were really sexy. My
favorite, though, had always been my English teacher, Miss Vickers. She was
medium height and curvy, just like I liked. My favorite thing about her,
though, besides her body, was the way she dressed. She always wore short
skirts or dresses, and clothes that were very tight, showing off her curvy
body. I always watched her as she taught, trying to peek up her skirt or
down her shirts.

On that day, though, I really was not watching Miss Vickers that much. I
did notice when I came into class that she was wearing a very short skirt,
but as I sat at my desk my mind was not focused on her. Visions of another
woman danced in my head, that woman being my own mother. I just could not
get her out of my brain.

Suddenly, though, I heard my name being called. I snapped back to class as
my teacher was saying my name.

"Parker, what do we call this type of phrase?" she was asking.

I had no idea. I did not even know what phrase we were talking about. I
stammered for a moment, but had to admit that I did not know the answer. I
felt every other student's eyes on me. It was very unlike me to not be able
to answer. Miss Vickers continued teaching the rest of her lesson and I
paid attention as I sat, embarrassed. I still had trouble not thinking
about my mother, though.

When the bell finally rang releasing us from that period I got up and
quietly exited the classroom. I had lunch next period, so I went to my
locker. After getting my lunch box I met my friends in the cafeteria.

As soon as I sat down, Jessica, who was in my English class, looked at me
and asked "Is everything okay, Parker?"

"Yeah, why?" I answered.

"That question Miss Vickers asked you. I can't believe you didn't know that
answer. It was just... weird." Jessica said.

"Yeah, I'm fine" I told Jessica, thankful that she dropped the subject
after that and started talking about something else.

***


I went into the temp agency early the next morning. I was expecting to be
assigned to a new job, but when I got there I was told there were no open
positions.

"What am I going to do?" I asked. The lady at the desk looked sympathetic,
but I knew there was nothing she could do. She told me to check back in a
day or so and there might be something.

I left the agency and sat in my car. I wanted to start crying. "What am I
going to do?" I asked myself again. I needed to work. I could not support
Parker without a job. I wished he was with me right then. He had been my
rock through hard times in the past and I knew he would help me through
this too.

"He would put his arm around me and tell me things would work out." I
thought. But that was not all I thought. As I imagined his arm around my
shoulder, I began to imagine his hand moving, moving downward. Suddenly his
hand began rubbing and touching.

My eyes were closed. I was breathing heavy. I was sitting in the parking
lot of the temp agency imagining my son fondling my breasts when my cell
phone suddenly began ringing. I literally jumped. It was as if someone
somewhere knew what I was thinking and were calling to punish me.

I pulled my phone out of my purse and looked at the caller ID. It was from
the county school district. I suddenly became fearful that something had
happened to Parker. I quickly answered.

The cheerful voice on the other end of the phone quickly put me at
ease. The call actually had nothing to do with Parker.

"What can I help you with, then?" I asked.

"You had applied for a secretary position with the schools a while back,
and we have a temporary opening that needs filled. Would you be
interested?" She asked.

I could not believe it. I said that I would be delighted to take the
position. It was not at Parker's school, which would have been better, but
I did need the job. It was perfect. I was happy.

***

Later that day, I rode the bus home from school. I was sitting by myself,
like I always did, with Jessica and Kelli sitting in the seat across the
aisle from me. I was looking out the window, lost in thought about my mom
again.

"Hey Parker!" Jessica called.

I turned and looked at her and smiled. "Yeah?" I said.

"What is going on with you? Are you sure everything is okay?" she asked.

"I'm fine" I said.

"You are acting really strange today. Like you're lost or something" she
said.

"I guess I've just got a lot on my mind" I replied.

"You wanna tell me about it?" she asked, looking sympathetically at me.

"No, I'm good" I replied, knowing I could not tell her what was really on
my mind even if I wanted to.

"Okay, well I'm always here for you if you wanna talk" she said just as the
bus was pulling up to her stop. She smiled at me again and got off the
bus. As she got up from her seat, Kelli got up as well and sat next to me
in my seat.

"Look, I know something is going on with you, but I won't pressure you
about it" she said to me.

I smiled at Kelli. "Thanks," I said, "but why is she so interested?" I
asked.

"Because she likes you" Kelli said.

I looked to Kelli, expecting her to continue, but the bus suddenly arrived
at her stop and she got off the bus. I was alone again, lost in my own
thoughts, but for the first time in a long while, it was a different girl I
was thinking about.

"Jessica really likes me?" I asked myself. I had no idea. I had, honestly,
never really thought about Jessica like that before. In fact, it was Kelli
that I had thought about. Jessica was short, a few inches shorter than
me. She had light brown hair, and was very thin. She had thin legs, a thin
waist, and a flat chest. Kelli, on the other hand, was taller, almost as
tall as me. She had a curvier body and had developed very large, fat
breasts. I was more interested in the more mature teachers at my school,
but if I was interested in any of the students, it would have been Kelli.

***

I drove home after getting the call from the school board. I was excited
about starting the new job, and was also happy about having the day off.

After being home for a few hours I had already masturbated twice. I could
not stop thinking about Parker. I wished he was home so I could watch him
play with himself as I played with myself. I had even gotten myself off
while lying in his bed once. It felt so dirty, so wrong, so evil, but that
only made it better.

Between playing with myself, I tried to clean up the house a little. I had
done a few loads of laundry throughout the day and was dropping off a load
in Parker's room when the sensation hit me again. It was like a drug, and I
was an addict.

I looked at the time, and thought I had time to get off one more time
before Parker got home. I sat on his bed, but decided to go to my own room,
just in case. I went to my room, shut the door, and pulled my pants down.

***


I got off the bus and started walking toward my house. I had not been able
to get my mom out of my head all day, but as soon as Kelli told me that
Jessica liked me, everything changed. Now `that' was all I could think
about. I had never had a girlfriend before. As far as I knew, no girls had
ever even liked me in that way. I had, obviously, never kissed a girl or
anything like that. "I would be nice too, though" I thought to myself.

But I was not really interested in Jessica. She was nice, and I guess she
was pretty, but she really was not my type. I had never really liked her
that way. I would have rather Kelli liked me. I would much rather do things
with her. "Actually, I would rather with mom" I thought to myself as I
neared the house. I had not thought of my mom since I got off the bus and
the only reason I did now was because I saw her car parked at the house.

"What is she doing home?" I wondered. She should not be home for at least
an hour or so. I was really confused as I entered the house. I expected to
find my mother in the living room or the kitchen, but I could not find her
anywhere.


I went up the stairs looking for her and noticed her bedroom door was
closed. I became a little concerned, so I gently knocked on her door.

"One minute, Baby" I heard my mom say from her bedroom. She sounded out of
breath and I thought I heard a low groan come from behind her door. "Was
she crying?" I wondered.

"That's really odd" I thought to myself. I went into my own room, pondering
what was going on. As I sat on my bed I looked up and noticed that my
closet door was open. It had been open the night before, but I never
bothered to close it. As I got up to shut the door, I noticed light coming
from inside my closet. Suddenly I realized why.

"Mom's closet door is open, too!" I said to myself. I knew that there were
slats separating our closets, and I wondered if I could see through them. I
wanted to know what my mom was up to in her room.

I noticed that a couple of the slats near the top were wide enough that I
might be able to see through. I pulled a step stool out of my closet a bit
and stood on it. I was just high enough to look through the gaps. What I
saw nearly made me fall off the stool.

My mom was laying on her bed, completely naked. Her legs were spread wide,
her body thrashing about. She has one hand cupping and squeezing her
glorious tits, the other was quickly rubbing her pussy. It was the first
time I could see my mom's entire naked body and it was incredible.

My mom was very close to finishing, I could tell. Within seconds of me
seeing her for the first time I noticed her begin to shake and hold her
breath. I knew she was cumming. I was so hard I thought I was going to
burst.

After my mom finished she laid on her bed for a few moments, but then she
got up and started to dress. I wanted to lay on my bed and jack off, but I
knew I did not have time for that. I quickly left my room and went
downstairs to wait for my mom.


***

It took me a few moments to recover from the intense orgasm I just had. I
had cum very hard, shaking and taking my breath away. I finally got up and
began putting my clothes back on. I cursed myself.

I could not believe I had let time get away from me. I thought I had enough
time to play with myself, get myself off, and put myself back together
before my son got home, but I was not quite finished when I heard him come
in the front door.

I was too far gone, though, to stop. I had to finish. I needed to cum, so I
kept going. I knew he was worried about me. I knew he would wonder what I
was doing, but I had to do it, and it felt amazing.

I checked myself in my mirror to make sure I looked okay, and not like a
perverted mother who had just masturbated. Thinking I looked fine, I left
my room and went down stairs.

Parker was sitting on the couch in the living room, watching T.V., when I
reached the bottom of the steps. He looked up at me and smiled, I smiled
back.

"Are you okay, Mom? What are you doing home?" he asked.

"I'm fine, Baby" I answered. "There just weren't any temp jobs available
for me today" I said.

"Oh" Parker answered, sadly.

"It's okay, though," I said cheerfully. "I got a phone call from the school
board. I am going to start as a school secretary!" I said excitedly. Parker
was looking at my odd. I wondered if he could tell what I had been doing in
my room.

"Awesome, Mom, at my school?" Parker asked.

"No, not at your school. I'll be over at the other middle school across
town." I told him.

"Aww that's too bad" he said.

"Why's that so bad?" I asked. "You really want your ugly, old mom working
at your school?"

"Mom, you're not old," Parker said, "and you're definitely not ugly. I
don't know, I think it would be cool."

I loved how Parker said that about me `not being ugly'. Did he really think
I was good looking? "Does my son think I'm attractive or sexy?" I asked
myself. "Of course not!" I yelled at myself. I am they only one sick enough
to think that sort of thing about a family member.

"Why don't you get started on your homework" I said to my son. "I'll start
fixing supper. I added and went into the kitchen.

***

I watched my mom slowly walk into the kitchen. I watched her butt sway as
she walked. It looked so nice.

Not quite as nice as what I had just seen her doing in her bedroom
though. "That was incredible!" I shouted in my brain. I could not believe I
had just watched my mother like that. It was, by far, the sexiest thing I
had ever seen.

I sat down at the table to do my homework. There was not very much, and I
would not take me long at all to finish. My mind kept going back to my
mother.

I could not believe how much my life had changed since I first saw her. I
could not believe how much I thought about my own mother. I knew it was
wrong, but I could not help myself. She was all I could think about. I was
rock hard sitting there, doing my homework, thinking about my mom's body
and how much I wanted to see it again.

I quickly finished my homework. Mom was still in the kitchen, cooking
supper. I wondered how long she would be in there. I wondered if I had
enough time to run up to my room and jack off without her knowing I was
gone.

It did not take me long to decide to give it a try. After what I had seen,
and the thoughts in my head, my dick was screaming to be played with.

I got up from the table and quietly went up the stairs. I went to my room
and gently closed the door.

***

I had decided to make a meat loaf for dinner. I knew how much Parker
enjoyed that. After mixing the ingredients and getting everything ready, I
slid the pan into the oven. I liked making meat loaf, because once the
preparation was done, I had time to relax while it baked.

I went into the living room expecting to find Parker, but I did not see him
anywhere. His books had been cleaned up and cleared away, so I knew he was
finished with his homework. "Such a smart boy" I said to myself. He was not
watching T.V. either though. "Where could he be?" I asked.

I started up the stairs, looking for my son, when I noticed his bedroom
door was closed. My heart began to pound. "He can't be in there jacking
off, can he?" I asked myself. I had to find out. I rushed to my own bedroom
and quickly got into my hiding spot.

Sure enough, when I crouched down to look, I could see Parker on his bed,
his pants undone, and his hand wrapped around his beautiful cock. I
instantly became wet. "Something really hot must have happened to him at
school today for him to want to jack off this badly" I thought to myself.

Then I heard something I had never heard before. Parker began to moan. He
was getting so into his jacking off that he began to pant, moan, and
groan. It was the most incredible sound I had ever heard, but then I heard
something even better.

As Parker continued to stroke his cock and moan, his lips parted and an
audible phrase came out. The first time I thought I had obviously misheard
him, but he kept saying it, and I was sure I understood.

"Oh mom" Parker moaned. My heart beat so hard and fast that I think it
exploded in my chest. I could not believe what I heard. Parker kept saying
it over and over, so I knew I had not misheard, but I could not believe it
was real. "Oh Mommy!" he said.

I was rubbing myself through my pants. I was so turned on, I could not
believe it. Suddenly, I could tell Parker was about to cum. He let out one
long moan, and said "MOM" one more time as his sperm shot out. I, too,
exploded. I came harder than I had ever before. It shook me all over. I bit
my lip to prevent myself from screaming my son's name.

Then I heard the kitchen timer go off. The meat loaf was done. It brought
me back to some sort of reality. I still could not believe what just
happened. I had just watched my son jack off, and I now knew that it was me
he was thinking about.

Parker heard the timer too, and began to quickly clean himself up. I got
up, straightened my clothes and rushed down stairs. I did not want him to
know I had been up stairs.

***

I heard the kitchen timer go off. I figured dinner was ready. I had been in
my room longer than I expected to be. It was worth it though. It was really
good. Thinking about my mom playing with herself, and me, as I jacked off
was wonderful. I had cum so much that it took me a few minutes to clean up.

When I was finally cleaned and dressed I went downstairs. My mother was in
the kitchen, so I sat at the table for supper. Soon she came in with
supper, but I could tell she was acting really strange again. I looked her
up and down, admiring her body. "Maybe it's me that is acting weird" I
thought to myself as I checked out my own mother. I noticed, though, that
there was a large wet spot on my mother's pants, around her crotch.

"What happened there?" I asked her.

"Oh I must have spilled something" my mom answered, quickly turning away
from me.

We sat down to eat our supper. It was really good. As we ate, my mom kept
acting strangely. She began asking me a lot of questions about girls and
stuff. I thought it was weird.

***

I had not even noticed that I came so hard I must have squirted a little
bit. I had never done that before. "That is how much he turns me on" I
thought to myself. He noticed though. He must have been looking right at my
crotch. It made me wet again, just thinking about it. I wondered if he knew
what the wetness really was.

I was having a hard time sitting at the dinner table with Parker. Every
time I looked at him, I thought about him naked. Every time he spoke, I
thought about him moaning my name. I was getting wet and excited just
having dinner with him.

I don't know why, but I began asking about liking girls. I even broached
the subject of sex. I knew I needed to calm myself down. I could not keep
going the way I was going.

"Maybe a nice, cool shower will help" I told myself. After we had finished
eating and Parker helped me clean up, I decided to go take a shower.

***

After dinner, I helped mom clean up. When we were done, she told me she was
going to take a shower. I thought it was weird that she was taking a shower
so early, but I did not question her about it. I wanted to watch, so I
really did not care when she took a shower.

I waited for my mother to go upstairs and into the bathroom, and then I
quickly went to my bedroom and to my secret little door. I was able to
watch my mom get into the shower. I had already taken my dick out of my
pants, and I was already hard.

For a while, my mom just stood there in the shower. I was staring straight
at her pussy, and I began to jack off.

***

I stood under the shower for a while, letting the water run over my body. I
had made it rather cool, the water feeling good on my over-heated skin. I
forced all images and thoughts of Parker out of my mind.

Finally, I began to wash myself. I started by washing my hair, and then I
began to wash my body. I lathered up my hands and began to cleanse
myself. I washed my chest, my nipples were extremely sensitive. My hands
went further down. I felt between my legs. I was dripping wet, but not from
the shower.

My hands seemed to have a mind of their own. My fingers began to rub my
clit, and enter my cunt. I had not planned on it happening, but before I
knew it, I was masturbating. While I touched myself, no matter how hard I
tried, my own son was all I could think about.

***

My mom had been in the shower for so long. I had already jacked off once
while watching her stand in the shower, but I was still hard. I kept
watching, and then she began to play with herself. I could not help it, and
I was again jacking off.

She seemed to really be enjoying herself, and so was I. We kept going and
just as I shot another load, she also came.

I watched her get out of the shower, and I closed the door. It had been a
long, exciting, and stressful day, and I was very tired. I changed my
clothes and climbed into bed, and soon was asleep.

***

I finally decided to get out of the shower. I had been in there long
enough. After my fingers brought me to an extremely profound orgasm,
thinking about my son calling my name, I had come to a decision.

"It is pointless to try to change" I told myself. No matter what I did,
Parker was all I could think about. "So why try to think about anything
else?" I asked. "There was no reason to." I had resolved, right then and
there, to not fight it anymore. Just thinking about him was harmless, so
why not think about him? It was, honestly, quite refreshing to think about
my life in that way.

As I left the bathroom, I noticed the Parker's door was closed. "Was he in
there right now, thinking about me and jacking off?" I wondered. I rushed
to my room, got down into my closet, and hoped to watch him play with
himself.

Sadly, though, he was already asleep. His lights were off. He was laying on
his stomach with the covers pulled up. I got up and got into bed myself. I
laid there for a few moments, thinking about Parker. I could not believe it
was really me he thought about.

***

I woke up the next day, rested and refreshed. It was Friday and, better
than that, it was a half day at school. I loved half days, because we
really did nothing in school. It was a warm and sunny day. I was able to
see my mom for a few minutes in the morning, before she left for her first
day working at the school. She seemed so happy. She gave me a really tight
hug and a kiss on my forehead before she left. I felt her big boobs press
against me. They felt so soft and wonderful.

She looked really sexy in her button up shirt and skirt. I was a bit
jealous of all the boys at the other school who would get to see her.

***

I loved my job working at the school. It was only a half day at the school,
so I did not get a complete picture of how it would go, but the little
exposure I did get made me excited. I was more excited, though, to spend
the weekend at home with Parker.

I had come to terms with the fact that I was a sick, disgusting woman. I
had graphic, sexual fantasies about my own son. I spied on him as he
changed and masturbated. I played with myself as I did so. And the worst
fact of all was that the fact that I was sick made it all the more exciting
for me.

Parker and I arrived home near the same time that day. It was still early
in the afternoon. The sun was shining and it was a very warm day. Parker
asked me if it would be okay for him to take a dip in our nice, all be it
small, in ground pool. I was more than happy to permit him. As he went up
the stairs to change into his swim suit, I followed him. I needed to change
out of my work clothes, so I went to my room as he went to his, but my real
reason was to watch him change.

We each closed our bedroom doors and I quickly got into my closet. As I
watched, Parker pulled his shirt off over his head. I had come to love
looking at his slim body and chest. He then pulled his swim suit out of a
drawer and undid his shorts. They quickly fell to the floor and then Parker
pulled down his boxers. I watched Parkers cock spring out, he was a little
hard. "What's making you horny, Baby?" I asked in my head, wondering if it
was me. As much as I had come to love looking at Parker's body, I loved
looking at his boyhood more. It was thin, but long and looked strong and oh
so sexy. I only got a slight glimpse, though, as Parker quickly pulled his
swim suit on and went to get in the pool.

***

After I finished changing, I left my bedroom and went to the linen closet
to grab a beach towel. I noticed that my mom's bedroom door was closed and
I assumed she was in there changing. I had a momentary thought of going
back into my room, getting into my closet, and watching her change, but I
was too afraid of her coming into my room wondering what I was doing, so I
decided to forget about it and get in the pool.

I went out to our back deck, went to the pool, and pulled the thin blue
cover off. I rolled it up and set it against the back fence, like I am
supposed to do. I then felt the water. I expected it to be cold, but as I
dipped my toe into the water, it was actually very warm, so I took a couple
steps back and jumped in.

I swam around for a little bit, just enjoying the water. It was warm, but
it still helped cool me off on such a hot day. After swimming for a few
minutes, I got out and jumped in again, trying to make big
splashes. Finally, after doing that for a little bit, I swam up against the
edge of the pool, and held onto the edge for a few moments. This was my
favorite thing to do in the pool. I looked up at the windows, trying to
make sure my mom was not watching me, but the reflection of the sun made it
impossible to see. I just had to hope she was not there.

As I clung to the edge of the pool, the pump continued to flow. I had
learned a while ago, that if I held myself in just that spot, the pump
would flow over my dick and feel amazing. I had no idea what an actual blow
job felt like, but I always imagined it felt just like that pump, and
today, I was imagining it was my mother giving me a pool side blow job. I
hoped, though, that she could not see me.

***

I watched Parker from my bedroom window. I felt like I was a child again,
watching all of friends secretly. It gave me such a thrill to be doing
those things again. The thrill was even greater now than it had been back
then because I was not a child anymore, and the person I was watching was
my own child.

I had been changing my clothes, but only made it as far as removing my work
attire. I now stood at my window in only my bra and panties. I watched
Parker jump into the pool and begin to swim around. I was already quite
aroused from watching him change, and now watching his half naked body,
dripping water, made me want to touch myself. I knew I could not be seen
due to the sun, so I ran my hand down my body and slowly started to rub my
moist crotch through the thin satin material of my panties.

The sun, though, was becoming more of a nuisance. It was shining into my
eyes and reflecting off of the water. It was becoming hard for me to see my
son as he was now jumping into the water again. As much as I wanted to keep
touching myself, I decided I would much rather see Parker better, and have
more memories to masturbate to later. I took off my bra and panties to
change into a bathing suit of my own. I was going to go sit by the pool. I
wanted to work on my tan anyway, and I really wanted a better view of
Parker.

I owned several different bathing suits. Mostly one piece, very modest
ones, but I had kept a few more revealing bikinis from when I was
younger. It was one of those that I chose to wear. I imagined Parker seeing
my body in the tiny bikini, hardly covering my private areas and it gave me
chills just thinking about it. I slipped the bikini on and looked at
myself. My breasts were hardly covered, mostly just my very hard nipples
hidden by the material. The bottoms were very tight and cut very high up my
pelvis. I pulled the material tighter, and the slit of my wet cunt was
clearly visible, and more than half of the cheeks of my ample ass hung
out. "Oh he is going to love this!" I said to myself. I could not wait to
see the look on my son's face as I teased him.

I grabbed a towel from the linen closet. I found a bottle of sun tan lotion
in the bathroom, and rubbed some on the front of my body. I then grabbed my
sunglasses and made my way to the back deck. As I came out the door, Parker
was holding himself up against the side of the pool. He heard the door and
turned to look at me. His mouth dropped open and he looked as though he was
in shock.

I smiled at him and took a seat in a lounge chair near the pool. The chair
faced the pool, with my feet pointed toward the water. I leaned back,
turned my head to the side, and spread my legs. "This is going to be fun" I
said to myself as I watched Parker through my dark sunglasses.

***

The pump had been making me feel very good. I was hard, imagining my mom
doing things to me while the sensation of the pump flow was exciting my
dick. But then I heard the back door and I had to quickly move away. I knew
my mom had come outside, and I could not let her catch me using the pump in
that way.

I was sad, because I was really enjoying it, and was near cumming, but when
I turned and saw my mom, I forgot all about the pump. As my mother walked
to a lounge chair next to the pool, obviously going to tan herself, I
noticed she wore a bikini I had never seen before. She normally wore one
piece, not very revealing, bathing suites. I could not believe how sexy she
looked. I could actually see more skin than the material of her bikini. I
could not believe she was actually wearing such small and revealing
bikini. I was already hard, and horny, from the pump, but seeing my mom
like this sent me through the roof.

I started swimming laps around the pool. I would have liked to get out and
do a few jumps into the water, but I knew my erection would be sticking out
and I did not want my mother to see it. Getting out of the pool and jumping
in would have given me better looks at my mom and her body, but as it was,
I was able to look at her a lot while I was swimming. I wondered if she was
watching me, but with her dark sunglasses on, I could not tell if her eyes
were even open. As I swam by her again, I was treated to another wonderful
view of my mom's crotch. For some reason she was laying on her chair with
her legs spread very wide. That, combined with the very thin piece of
material covering the area between her legs, I was almost able to see my
mom's pussy.

***

Parker had not taken his eyes off of me since I came outside, except for a
couple of times when he went underwater, pretending to swim down but really
giving his hard cock a few strokes that he did not think I could see. I was
having so much fun teasing my son. The water was clear, and I could clearly
see how hard he was as I watched him swim back in forth in front of me. I
was giving him a great view between my legs. It was a very hot day, but it
sent chills through my body every time I realized how bad of a mother I was
and how naughty it was to put myself on display to my own twelve year old
son in this way. I loved it, but I wanted more. I wanted to bring Parker to
the edge, knowing that he would put on a great show for me later, as I
secretly watched him jack off.

"My front is pretty hot," I said to him at one point, pretending to be
waking up from a nap, "I think I want to sun my back now."

"Okay" Parker answered, pretending he was not paying attention to me.

I stood up, Parker watching my body. "Will you come put lotion on my back
for me, sweetie?" I asked. "I can't reach."

Parker paused for a moment, obviously unsure what to say. With my back now
to him, I could not see what he was doing, but I'm sure he was staring at
my ass. Finally Parker said "Sure" and got out of the water.

I first kneeled down on the chair as Parker approached. I then reached
behind my back and untied the string of my bikini. It was still tied around
my neck, but swung freely. I then slowly lowered my head to the chair,
sticking my butt in the air for several moments, before finally lying flat
on my stomach. I still could not see my son, but I know he enjoyed the
little show I put on for him by the soft sigh I heard him release.

Parker picked up the bottle of sun tan lotion and squirted a little onto my
legs and then rubbed it in. I could feel his hands shaking. He did my left
leg first, then my right. I wondered if he would do my ass checks, because
they were clearly visible sticking out from my tiny bikini, but he skipped
and went to do my back. He squirted more lotion, and as he leaned down to
rub it in, his body pressed against my legs.

At first I did not realize what it was. I assumed it was his hip bone or
something, but I knew there was something hard pressing against me. I
wiggled my butt a little bit, just to tease him more, and that is when I
felt his cock jump. "Oh my God, his cock is pressing against me!" I
screamed to myself. It was the most wonderful thing I ever felt. I was so
horny and so wet that I wondered if Parker could smell my pussy.

***

I was just about done rubbing lotion into my mom's back. I could not take
it anymore. Everything about the last few minutes was taking a toll on
me. From using the pump to stimulate my dick, to seeing my mom, to watching
he sun bath, to watching her take her top off and roll over, to now rubbing
her beautiful skin had caused me to want to explode. I needed to play with
myself right away. My dick was super hard, and was pressing against her
leg. I hoped she did not know what it was.

"I need to go inside and pee" I told my mom, and without even waiting for
her to respond I ran toward the house. Luckily I had been out of the pool
long enough, and it was hot enough outside, that I had almost completely
dried off.

I ran up the stairs and to my bedroom. I had my swim shorts undone before I
was in my room, and my hard dick, leaking a little bit, was in my hand
right away.

***

I knew Parker would need to jack off. I knew my son had gotten so worked up
that he needed to cum, but I had expected him to wait till later. Now he
was inside, and I knew he was in his room right then with his hand wrapped
around his beautiful cock. I wanted to wait a minute or two before I
followed him, but just like he could not help himself, I could not help
myself either, and I followed him into the house not 30 seconds behind.

I entered the house and Parker was already in his room with the door
closed. I was up the stairs quickly and into my closet within moments. I
had my hand in my bikini bottoms the whole time, already lightly touching
my dripping wet cunt, ready to watch my son jack off.

***

I was on my bed jacking off when I heard my mom come into the house, my
shorts undone. For a moment I thought it was weird that she had come inside
so soon after I put lotion on her, but I was way too horny and excited for
my mom and her body to think logically about that. I knew that she was
probably going to go to her room to change, and the only thing better than
jacking off while thinking about my mom, and what she had done that day,
would have been to watch her change and maybe play with herself as I jacked
off. So as she was coming up the stairs I got up and went into my closet.

***

I got into my closet and crouched down into my usual spot. I looked through
the slats, expecting to see Parker on his bed, pants down, hard cock in
hand, but when I looked I did not see any of that. In fact, I did not see
my son at all. "Where the heck is he?" I asked myself.

***

"Where the heck is she?" I asked myself. I knew I heard my mom go into her
room, but as I stood on my stool and looked through the slats I could not
see her at all. I leaned a little to the side, trying to get a better view.

I thought I saw her by the window, but could not see from my vantage
point. As I leaned a little further my foot suddenly slipped on the
stool. It was still a little wet from the pool and did not have the
traction I thought it did. I tried to catch myself, but it was no use. I
fell.

I fell to the floor of my closet. I was not hurt, I did not fall far. I was
more stunned by the fall, but I was more stunned by what I saw when I
looked up.

***

I was looking, trying to see my son, but could not. Then suddenly there was
a crash, a flurry of motion, and then I was looking right into Parker's
eyes.

The next few moments felt like hours. Neither of us knew what to do, we
just looked at each other. I knew exactly what Parker had been doing, and
he knew exactly what I had been doing. My son had been trying to watch me,
just like I wanted to watch him. "What do we do now?" I wondered to
myself. Finally, I spoke, telling Parker to come into my bedroom.

***

"Come in here, please" I heard my mom say to me from her closet. I did not
know what to do.

I stood up and fixed my shorts before moving. I exited my bedroom and went
to her closed door. I took a deep breath and went in.

My mother was now sitting on the edge of her bed. I looked at her only
briefly, and went to sit next to her. I looked down, not wanting to make
eye contact with her. I knew I was dead.

"Why were you looking at me?" I heard my mother ask.

I did not know how to answer. I tried to lie. "I wasn't" I said.

"Yes, you were" she replied. She actually did not sound upset at all. She
sounded almost.. happy. I was very confused. "Just be honest with me, Baby"
she said. I felt her put her hand on my thigh.

I took a deep breath. She was actually making me feel very comfortable. I
knew she knew what I was doing, and decided honesty was the best. "I want
to see what you were doing" I said to her, still looking down.

"And what do you think I was going to do?" my mother asked me.

"Touch yourself" I replied.

***

I was taken aback by my son's statement. "How does he know I even do that?"
I wondered. I knew there was only one way to find that out.

"How do you know that's what I was going to do?" I asked. "How do you even
know I do that?"

Parker was looking down, not wanting to make eye contact with
me. "I.. I.. I watch you" my son stammered.

"So, he's been watching me the same as I have been watching him" I thought
to myself. I reached up and rubbed Parker on his arm. I moved my hand to
his chin and lifted his head. We looked into each other's eyes. "And you
were going to do it to yourself too?" I said to him.

"How... How... How do you know I do it?" my son asked me.

"Because I've been watching you too!" I said to him, cheerfully. I could
not believe I was having this conversation with my son. I could not believe
I had let things get to this point. I could not believe how horny I was. "I
used to love being a voyeur when I was your age" I said to him. "I guess it
runs in the family."

***

My mind was racing with all that was happening. "Was all this real?" I
wondered to myself. I had just caught my mom trying to spy on me jacking
off, and she had caught me doing the same to her. Had she been doing all
that out by the pool on purpose to get me excited? "Had my mom been trying
to turn me on?"

I did not know what to say or do. At first, I thought I was going to be in
a lot of trouble, but now I knew I was not in trouble at all. My mom seemed
very happy.

My mother had lifted my face and looked into my eyes. We were still looking
into each other's eyes, but I noticed my mother's eyes move away and down
to my body. I took the opportunity to look at my mom's body again. I could
not help myself. She looked so very sexy in her bikini.

My mom leaned back a little bit, almost as if she was giving me a better
view of her body. My heart was pounding like a hammer.

"Well" she began saying, "I don't know about you, but I still really need
to get off. How about we both watch without the closet in the way?" she
asked.


I could not believe what my mom had just said to me. Was I dreaming? "My
mom really wants to watch me, and let me watch her?" I wondered. I just
could not believe this was happening.

***

I could not believe this was really happening. "Am I really doing this?" I
thought to myself. It was like I was possessed. I knew I needed to be an
adult, a mother, but I wanted it to happen so badly.

I realized that I now knew we both watched each other anyway, and so did my
son. Ever if I had stopped things right then, and sent Parker back to his
own room, I would watch him anyway, and he would probably watch me. "So why
hide it?" I wondered.

I knew Parker would not make the first move. If I wanted this to happen, I
had to do it. And If I wanted to get out, I had to get out now, but I did
not want to get out.

I had never retied the lower part of my bikini top. I now reached behind my
neck and untied the upper part. I let the thin scrap of material fall away,
revealing my breasts to my son. He stared intently at my large breasts. It
made me feel wonderful.

I then pulled on the strings on either side of hips, undoing the bottoms of
my bikini. I scooted back on my bed, leaving my bottoms behind. I was now
nude in front of my son. I leaned back on my head board and spread my legs,
bending my knees, and putting my feet flat on the mattress. I began, very
gently, touching myself, running my fingers up and down my moist slit.

Parker was frozen for several moments, just watching me. His moth was open
slightly and he was shaking a little bit. His dick had become hard again,
and looked as though it was going to burst through his shorts. I wanted,
desperately, for him to free it. His eyes were constantly moving over me
from my face to my breasts to my crotch and back again as if he was taking
it all in. I made a motion with my free hand for him to go on, and then I
moved it to my chest and began squeezing my nipples.

My son finally moved. He stood up, never taking his eyes off of me. He
undid his swim shorts, and they fell to the ground. His cock sprung free,
and flipped up to smack his belly. Parker then stepped out of his shorts
and, now as nude as I was, climbed into the bed. He laid across the bed, at
my feet, mostly on his back, but then rolled slightly to the side facing
me. His dick was sticking up into the air, and then he grasped it.

Parker began to jack off. He had been leaking pre-cum, and it lubricated
his stroking. It was the most erotic, most arousing sight I had ever seen,
just like I am sure I was to him. I was the horniest I had ever been in my
life. As I watched my son's hand quickly move up and down on his dick, I
started to more earnestly play with myself. I dipped two fingers into my
hole and started to finger fuck myself. I heard Parker moan as he watched
me do this. I was so excited, and so wet, that when I tried to slip a third
finger inside, it went in easily.

Parker was moaning loudly now, and his hand was moving very fast. I could
tell he was getting close. I moved my other hand down from my breasts and
used it to rub my clit. I, too, was moaning and panting. Suddenly, Parker
groaned loudly and froze, and then his cock exploded as his semen shot out,
landing on his belly and chest and all over my bed spread.

As I watched my son cum, I could not hold out any longer. I clenched up,
drove my three fingers in as far as they would go, and had the most intense
orgasm of my life. I shook violently, and a small amount of liquid squirted
out of my cunt.

***

I had just had the most amazing experience of my life. Nothing that I had
done, or seen, or experienced up to that point could compare with how
jacking off while watching my mom finger herself had made me feel. I think
I was still in a bit of shock that it had all even happened. I had cum, and
squirted a lot of my stuff all over the place. I had made a mess of myself
and my mom's bed, but I really did not care. It was so incredible. I did
not care if I got in trouble at that point. It felt wonderful.

I just kept looking at my mom and her body. I had seen her naked, through
my spying, a few times before, but never like this. Never this close, and
never this clearly. She looked even better than I thought. Her body was
perfect, round in all the right places. Her skin was beautiful, creamy and
white. Her tits were big and plump, her nipples dark and hard. Her pussy
wet and open, her crotch had thick dark hair. I loved everything about her,
and I could not take my eyes off of her. My dick was still as hard as a
rock.

My mom started to giggle. It was a sweet sound. It made me feel so
comfortable about what had just happened. I knew, by that sound, that even
though she was an adult and my mother, that this moment was something we
both wanted. She started to blush a little bit as I looked at her. She
reached to her bed side table and picked up a box of tissues. She handed it
to me so I could clean myself up. I wiped the hot liquid off my body and
tossed the dirty tissues aside, then looked back at my mother.

She smiled at me, and I smiled back. She finally spoke, breaking the
silence that had occurred for several minutes. "Why do you watch me?" she
asked.

"Because you are sexy" I said honestly.

"No I am not" she said as she shyly covered bits of her body.

"Yes you are, Mom" I replied. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever
seen. You are perfect."

***

As my son said those words, as he told me I was beautiful and perfect and
sexy, I believed he meant every word. It was not just that he was a horny
kid and I was the easiest naked woman for him to see. He truly found me
sexy, and that's why he looked.

"You really mean that, don't you?" I asked.

"I really do mean that" he replied. I fell in love with him at that
moment. I had always loved my son, but at that moment I was in love with
him. I knew that things would be different from that moment. I would do
anything for him. I would live the rest of life to make him happy, because
he had made me the happiest woman alive.

"What about girls from school?" I asked. "I'm sure you think they are
sexy. I'm sure you like to look at them."

"Actually, I'd rather look at the teachers" Parker said after thinking for
a moment. And then he added "I'd rather look at you."

We were silent again for a few moments. Parker was still looking at me, and
I was still looking at him. He was still hard.

Then Parker asked me "Why do you watch me?"

It was only fair that he ask. I had just asked him. I just did not know how
to answer. "I don't know" I said.

"I told you the truth, Mom" he said. He was a very smart boy. I knew I had
to tell him, give him a reason.

"I guess," I began, "because watching you, and you being a boy and being my
son, makes it really bad, and I like being bad. Watching my son is naughty,
and I like being naughty." I let out a long breath after saying that, as if
admitting it to him, to someone, had taken a huge weight off of me.

"Wow" Parker said, and then he added "I love you, Mom"

"I love you too, baby" I replied. I motioned for Parker to come and give me
a hug. He crawled up the bed, and wrapped his arms around me, pressing our
naked bodies together.

As we hugged, Parker kissed me on the cheek. I pulled back slightly, and
kissed him on the lips, but I wanted more. I kissed him again, but this
time I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, licking his lips. He
instinctively opened his mouth, and my tongue shot inside. I found his
tongue and we began playing with each other. I felt amazing French kissing
my own son.

***

After my mom and I kissed for a while, my stomach started to grumble. I had
never kissed a girl before, not like that, and it was amazing. It was even
better, because it was my own mother that I did it with. She was right,
knowing that I was doing these things with my mom made them seem so much
better, not that I had anything to compare it too.

Mom suggested that we get out of bed and she would fix supper. I was sad,
because I did not want to be done yet, but I was very hungry. I was even
more sad when my mom told me to go put some clothes on, as she pulled a
pair of tight gym shorts up her legs. I was hoping we could spend more time
together, naked, but she said "There will be plenty of time for that later"
so I knew we were not done yet.

I went to my room and put on some gym shorts of my own and a t-shirt. I
went down stairs and found my mom in the kitchen; she had put on a tank top
with very thin material. She looked so sexy.

Mom cooked, while I helped. She thanked me for my help and kissed me on my
lips. She told me several times that she loved me. When the food was ready
we ate and sat together for a while.

Finally, my mom said that she was going to take a shower. She still had sun
tan lotion to wash off. I thought back to how I would watch my mom from my
room as she showered, and had an idea. "Now that things had changed between
us, was the spy hole necessary?" I wondered.

"Mom," I asked as she started up the steps, "can I come and watch?"

My mother turned and gave me a confused look. "What do you mean?" she
asked.

I then explained to my mom about the hole in the shower and how that was
the first time I had seen her. I told her how I had been watching her ever
since, and how much I loved watching her shower. "I would kinda like to get
a better view" I said.

My mom thought for a moment and then smiled broadly. "Parker," she began,
"you turn me on so much it's not even funny. Of course you can watch me"
She turned back and went up the stairs, I followed her.

We went into the bathroom and my mom turned the water on, making sure it
was set at the proper temperature. She then slowly pulled her shirt
off. Her tits still looked amazing. She then wiggled out of her tight
shorts, tossed them at me, and got into the shower. I watched as the water
began flowing over her naked body.

I had a super boner again, and took it out of my shorts as my mom began to
wash herself.

***

The water felt since as it flowed over my body. My body was hot, it had
been all day, but I had made the water warm, not wanting to cool my body
one degree. I was very horny. I could feel wetness from between my legs,
and it was not from the shower. I could not believe I was showering for my
son.

I knew he was watching intently, so I tried to wash myself seductively for
him. I soaped my breasts and rubbed them together, then let the water wash
the suds away. I knew he was enjoying the show; he had his cock out and was
gently rubbing it.

I wanted to invite him into the shower with me. I wanted him to come in and
help wash me. I wanted to wash him, but that was a line I was not ready to
cross. Showing him my body, looking at his, and playing with ourselves was
one thing, actually touching each other, though, was another thing all
together. I knew I was bad, but I was not ready to be that bad, not yet,
and maybe not ever.

I finished my shower and stepped out. I did not turn the water off. "Your
turn" I said to Parker, looking at his hard cock.

Parker stripped off his clothes as I dried myself. He got into the warm
water and began washing himself. I now understood why he enjoyed this so
much. As the water and soap ran over his body, it was incredibly sexy. He
finished quickly and got out of the shower.

When he got out, I handed him a towel. He dried quickly then I grabbed his
hand, and made my way to my bedroom.

***

My mom led me by the hand to her bedroom. She climbed into the bed, and got
into the same position she had been earlier that day, and then she started
to touch herself.

I knew what was going on. I knew what she wanted, and I wanted it too. As
she began fingering herself, I began pumping my hand over my dick. I tried
to go slower this time. I wanted it to last longer for both of us. My mom
looked so sexy and in so much pleasure as she fingered her hole and rubbed
her clit. She began panting and moaning loudly. I think she came, but then
kept fingering herself.

I could not help myself. This was still too new for me and too erotic. I
could not last as long as I wanted too. I came again, just as I had earlier
that day. As I came my mom did again too. We both took a moment to calm
down, just looking at each other.

I started to look for the box of tissues from earlier, but had no idea
where it went. Before I had time to look for it though, my mom said "Come
lay up here with me."

She moved down in the bed, resting her head on a pillow. Still covered in
my cum, I laid next to her. She wrapped her arms around me, and I did the
same. She pulled me to her, and my head rested on her chest, on her tits. I
had never been this close to them before.

We laid like this for a while, neither of us talking. I was getting close
to falling asleep. I kept looking at my mom's tits, wondering if I would
ever get to touch them, and kiss them, and suck on them. And I drifted off
to sleep.

***

Parker fell asleep, and I was about to do the same. I held his small naked
body in my arms. I felt wonderful. This day had become the best of my
life. It had become everything I had ever wanted. My last thoughts, though,
before I fell asleep, were to wonder if I should take things further.

***

I woke up in a bit of a haze. It took me a moment to remember that I was
not in my room, my bed. I was in mom's room, in her bed. I felt something
strange, but I did not know what it was. Then the events of the day before
came back to me. "Was it all a dream?" I wondered.

Then I realized that strange feeling, the wonderful, amazing, strange
feeling, was coming from my dick.

I looked down, and there I saw my mom's head. She moved slightly, and I saw
that she was sucking on my dick. I almost came right then as I realized
what was happening, but I held out. I moaned loudly. My mom looked up into
my eyes, knowing I was now awake. She stared into my eyes as she sucked my
whole dick into her mouth and then out again. It was the most incredible
thing I had ever felt.

I remembered the day before, swimming in the pool and using the pump to
pretend my mom was sucking me. Now, she actually was sucking me, and it
felt nothing like the pump. The pump was good, but this was unbelievable. I
did not last long, and soon was about to cum. I began panting and
groaning. My mom did not stop. In fact, she seemed to use it as motivation
to keep going. Finally I let out a loud moan and began to cum.

My mom kept sucking, she swallowed squirt after squirt of my liquid as I
shot it into her mouth. When I was done, she gave me two more soft sucks,
and then she pulled my dick from her mouth.

She crawled up the bed and kissed me on the mouth. I opened mine and we
were French kissing again. I could taste my cum on her lips and tongue. It
actually tasted pretty good. "Good morning, Baby" my mom said to me.

"Good morning, Mom" I said. "Oh my God!"

My mom just giggled at me. Her hands were running up and down my bare
chest. This was the first time she had touched me, and I took it as an
indication that I could touch her, but I did not know how. My hands seemed
to be in the way as I fumbled around touching her shoulders and arms and
brushing her tits.

My mother, noticing my indecision, took my hands, placed each one on one of
her tits, and squeezed them.

***

I could not believe this was happening. "Oh my God, he is squeezing my
tits! And his cum tasted amazing!" I was yelling in my head. He kept
squeezing my breasts. They were bigger than his little hands, but his touch
felt incredible. He seemed to be in heaven, and so was I. I knew I made the
right decision.

"I was up for a lot of the night" I said to him, "thinking about what we
did yesterday, what all we had done, and where we were going to go." He
looked at me, and kept playing with my tits. "I couldn't help myself" I
said. "I decided I want more than just watching each other."

Parker looked like he wanted to say something, but could not find the
words. "That's okay, Baby, you don't need to say anything" I said to
myself. He had found my nipples and was rubbing them.

"Well" I began, "I am sure you are hungry. So would you rather eat cereal
or would you rather eat Mommy?" I asked him, giggling.

Parker froze and blinked at me. He was stunned. Finally he said "umm, how
about you first, then cereal?"

"I was hoping you would say that" I said to him. My heart was pounding in
my chest, I thought it might explode. I could not believe I was about to do
this. I laid back on the bed, my head flat. I lifted my legs and spread
them, offering myself to my son.

Parker slowly moved and crawled between my legs. I could feel his warm
breath between my legs. I grabbed a pillow and put it under my head. I
looked down as Parker began to explore my cunt.

His fingers gently slid up my slit and back down. He ran his fingers
through my pubic hair. He kissed my thigh; it sent tingles through my
body. His fingers began to pull my lips apart, and he looked inside. I was
very wet.

My son kissed my pussy lips, and then licked my slit, getting his first
taste of my juices. He pulled my lips apart again, and his finger went in
search of my hole.

I let him go for a few minutes, wanting him to explore my body, his first
ever pussy. But I was extremely horny, and wanted him to make me cum, so I
helped him by showing him where my hole was and where my clit could be
found. I told him to lick my hole a little, and stick his tongue
inside. This all felt wonderful. Then I told him to finger me and use his
tongue on my clit. I then let him go, and gave him control of my body.

His tongue was wonderful. He could tell by my moaning that I liked when he
licked it fast and was soon going like crazy on it. His one finger was soon
replaced by two and then three, all going deep into me. I held his head,
pulling it into my body. Soon I felt an orgasm the likes I had never known
before start to build. It started in my toes, and then spread through my
body. It hit my cunt hard and I wrapped my legs around my son's head,
pulling him to me. I screamed, and squirted liquid into his mouth. I
collapsed on the bed, and Parker gave me time to recover.

***

After I licked my mom's pussy, and made her cum, she fell on the bed. It
must have been good for her, because she almost was not breathing. I had
never seen her cum like that, and had never seen a woman's pussy squirt
like that in any of my dad's old movies. It taste great and I hoped I could
get more of it some time.

When we finally recovered and got out of bed, mom said we could go eat some
breakfast now. She started out of the room and I followed. I expected her
to put clothes on, like we had the night before for dinner, but she went
down stairs naked, and I was not going to argue. I got to see my mom's
great body more, which made me very happy. I still was blown away that this
had all happened.

As mom and I sat at the table to eat bowels of cereal, my mom cleared her
throat and asked me "So, what would you like to do today, Baby?"

I thought for a minute and then answered "It's hot again today, so maybe go
swimming some more."

"Well, whatever you want to do, sweetie." My mom said. "You can do
ANYTHING."

"Anything?" I asked.

"Yes, Baby" my mother said.

"Then I think I would like to play with you some more" I replied.

Mom smiled and said "I was hoping you would say that!"

***

Hearing my son say that he wanted to play with me more made me feel more
excited inside than I can describe. Up until that point I had clearly been
the leader, and he played along as I guided him. Having him say that he
wanted it made it even more special for me. He smiled at me, and it melted
my heart.

"Let's go upstairs then" I said to him. He was closest to the door way and,
as such he made it to the steps before me. He started to climb, and I
followed closely behind him, watching his naked butt as I did. It was cute
and slim. I pinched it, causing him to jump a little.

Parker went to my bedroom and I came in behind him. He stopped, though,
standing beside the bed. I continued into my room and laid down on the
bed. I laid on my side, making sure to give him plenty of room if he choose
to join me. My son was staring at my breasts again.

"What would you like to do?" I asked.

"Can I touch them?" he asked, obviously referring to my breasts. I reminded
him that he can do whatever he wanted, so he got into the bed with me and
began touching my tits.

I was still on my side and Parker was gently rubbing my breasts. He leaned
down close to them, and licked one of my nipples. I let out a sigh of
pleasure. My son continued to lick, rolling his tongue around my hard
nipple. He used his hand to pinch my other nipple, and after a few moments,
switched breasts.

After switching again, Parker opened his mouth and began sucking my nipple
into his mouth. I moaned and held the back of his head with one hand. My
other hand found his erect cock and began to gently stroke it. Parker
continued to suck, taking more of my breast into his mouth. It felt
wonderful. My tit was far too big to fit it all into my son's mouth, but he
tried.

***

I was sucking on my mom's huge tits and it tasted wonderful. I had dreamed
about doing this for so long, and now my dreams were coming true.

"Oh baby," my mom purred. "Where did you learn to do things like this?" she
asked.

I took her nipple from my mouth and looked up at her. "From watching Dad's
old movies" I told her.

"Oh so you knew about them too?" she asked.

"Yes" I replied. "I watched them all of the time." My mom was stroking my
dick.

"Such a naughty boy" she said. "I love it." She moved down and began
sucking on my dick a little. Her warm, wet mouth felt amazing. She was
going very very slow. I could tell she was trying to make me hornier, not
trying to get me off, and it was working.

"OH MOM" I moaned. "I can't believe we are doing this together. You are so
sexy, you are making me so horny!"

She pulled my now wet dick from her mouth. "You think you are horny" she
said, "you should see how wet I am."

My mom had turned around and her feet were now by my head, so when she said
those words and spread her legs, her open pussy was right in front of
me. It was, indeed, very wet. I moved closer to it and began to lick her
like she had taught me too that morning.

***

Parker's tongue felt so good inside of me. His fingers did too. "I bet
something else will feel even better" I thought to myself. Was I ready to
take that final step though? As I licked his dick again, and he licked me,
I knew it was obviously going to happen eventually. I could not control
myself around my son. I wanted him, and I wanted him immediately.

I rolled onto my back. Parker let out a little whimper as I moved away from
him. "I want you to make love to me" I said to him.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yes, Baby" I said to him. "I need you inside me. I want you to fuck me!"

Parker did not ask again, nor did he need to. He knelt between my legs, and
placed his hard cock on my pussy lips, just as he had seen in numerous of
his father's films. Then he began to push. As my own son's cock slid
effortlessly into my soaking wet cunt, I had an Earth shattering orgasm.

I know Parker knew I had cum, but that did not stop him. He slid all of the
way into me and then began fucking me. I had officially taken my own son's
virginity and it was sending me into a frenzy. It was the first cock that
had been inside of me in a long time. Though it was small, I knew it was
the greatest I had ever had. He kept thrusting in and out of me, and it
felt like I came again and again with each thrust. I was nearly screaming,
and so was he.

Parker probably did not last very long, but it felt like hours, and at the
same time was over all too quickly. He moaned and screamed again and thrust
into me. He then shot his load deep inside my cunt.

I did not care, though. It did not matter that he came inside me. I could
not have imagined letting him, let alone telling him to pull out of me.

Parker fell on top of me, and I held him close to my body. We were both
covered in sweat and out of breath. We held each other for a long time.

***

It felt like I had completely gone insane. My mind could not process any
more times being blown. Every single minute over the last 24 hours had
brought about a new and exciting event that had made my brain explode, and
that had culminated with what I had just done. "I just fucked my mom!" I
was screaming in my head.

I did not know what to say or do now. Part of me was concerned that I had
just cum inside my mom, but deep down I did not care. Whatever happened
from that point on, it was worth it.

After laying together for a while, each of us catching out breath, my mom
asked if I was okay.

"I'm great!" I replied. "Are you okay?" I asked.

"I'm better than okay" my mom replied. We smiled at each other and kissed
for a while.

"What would you say to taking a little dip in the pool?" Mom asked. "We can
both cool down and get a little cleaned up."

I liked that idea and my mom and I went to get into the pool. It was the
first time I had ever been skinny dipping, and it felt amazing. I was glad
we did not have any neighbors very close by and that we had a high fence
around the pool. I wondered what anyone would say if they saw my mom and
swimming naked together.

We swam around for a while together, playing. She would dunk me, and I
would her. While she was under the water she would grab my dick. I would
swim under the water and rub her pussy. It was a lot of fun.

At one point, my mom dunked me under the water. I came back up and went to
do the same to her, but she grabbed ahold of me. She carried me, almost
weightless in the water, to the shallow end and set me down. The water only
coming up to me chest as I sat. Then my mom straddled me, facing me, and
lowered herself down onto my erect boner. We were fucking again.

She rode up and down on me, her big tits swinging with each buck. I grabbed
ahold of them and squeezed them as she rode. It felt wonderful being inside
her. Her velvety soft pussy grasped my dick and pumped it with each
thrust. She was warm and wet inside. It was the greatest sensation I had
ever felt. We were making enormous waves, splashing water out of the pool.

Mom was cumming again and again. I lasted longer this time than I had the
first time, but soon I was ready to explode. I tried to warn my mom, but as
I started to say "Mom, I'm..." she leaned down, covered my mouth with hers,
and kissed me. I exploded inside her again, squirting deep inside.

After we fucked, and had time to recover again, Mom and I got out of the
pool. We went inside and dried each other off.

"Okay, we really need to actually rest now" my mother said.

***

I had just made love to my son, again. I really did not mean for it to
happen. I really just wanted to swim with him for a while, but I could not
help myself. We sat together in the living room, watching T.V. I sat on the
couch and Parker rested his head in my lap. We were still naked.

I was really starting to worry about my son and what I had done to him. Was
I a terrible person? Had I ruined my twelve year old son's life? Could he
ever be normal again?

"Are you okay?" I asked him.

He turned to look at me. "I'm great!" he said.

"I should never have let things get so far" I said to him.

"Oh Mom," he said "I am so happy that it did. It was, it IS amazing."

I smiled at him, and he smiled back.

"Um.. I am kinda worried about one thing, though" Parker said to me.

"What's that?" I asked my son.

Parker stammered for a minute, looking for the right way to say what was on
his mind. "I'm... um... I'm kinda nervous" he began, "about me squirting
inside of you. I am scared that you might get pregnant" he said.

I laughed. "Well, son" I replied, "I think you might still be too young for
that, but just in case I will get on the pill right away, because I never
want you to cum anywhere else."

"So we can keep doing it!?" he asked excitedly.

"OF COURSE!" I replied. And do it again we did, countless times that
weekend. It was the most magical weekend of my life.

***

When Monday finally came around, and Mom and my wonderful weekend finally
had to come to an end I was really sad. I still had to pinch myself to
believe that everything my mother and I had done over the last few days had
really happened, but it had, and it was incredible.

Mom and I both got up and got ready to start our day, me going to school
and her going to work. I was really going to miss her. We had become much
closer over the weekend, more than just mother and son. I left to go catch
the bus to school after saying good bye to my mother. We kissed for a long
time, with our tongues, and felt each other up a little bit. I did not want
to go to school; I would have rather just stayed home and had sex with my
mom.

At school that day, I spent a lot of time thinking about my mom. I had been
doing that a lot lately, but it was different now. Before the past weekend
I would think about spying on her and imagining what I wanted to do with
her. Now I had done all those things. So, instead of imagining what I
wanted to do with her, I would remember all the things I had done with her.

I did not spend all of my time thinking about my mom though. For the first
time in a long time I started looking at my teachers again, and thinking
about them sexually. I had seen lots of naked women in my dad's old porn
magazines and movies in the past, but when I was able to see my mom up
close, though, and was able to actually explore her body, I gained a whole
new perspective on how a lady's naked body actually looked. So now, as I
looked at my sexy teachers, and a few of the students, I started thinking
about how they must really look without their clothes on. My mom, I had
found for example, had very thick nipples and very large areolas. So, as I
looked at my English teacher, Miss Vickers, and stared at her big tits, I
wondered what her nipples looked like. I also enjoyed thinking about having
sex with them in the same ways I had fucked my mom.


Overall, it was a long day, but it was not that bad. I still really missed
my mom, and her body, and could not wait to get home to her. I knew she
felt the same way, and wondered how her day was going. I was pretty sure
that she and I would have sex that night, and I wondered how soon after we
got home we would be in bed together.


***

It was difficult to concentrate at work that day after spending the weekend
with my son. I would start working on one thing, and be doing fine, and
then suddenly my mind would drift to thinking about him and my heart would
start to race and my cunt would become moist. It was actually rather
thrilling.

I really wanted my son and could not wait to get home and make love to
him. I felt like a school girl again. I could not believe my life could
change so much in just a short period of time. Thinking about my son was
getting me really excited.

I was experiencing something very strange that day, though. I had spent the
whole previous weekend having sex with my 12 year old son. I knew this made
me an extremely bad person and a horrible mother, but at the same time,
that fact turned me on even more. Prior to fucking my son, I had never even
looked at a boy his age, but now as I sat at the school where I was working
and saw middle school aged boys, I could not help but be attracted to
them. They all looked so cute and sexy.

I kept looking at the boys, and thinking about them in ways that I had been
thinking about my son. I now knew that my son had recently started growing
hair on his crotch, and it was short and fine. As I saw boys his age walk
by, I wondered if they were growing hair. I wondered if their cocks were
thin and long like my son's. I wondered what their semen would taste
like. It was all very naughty, but also made me very excited. I could not
wait to get home to my own little boy.

***


I got home from school before my mom got home from work. I was really
horny, and hoped she would be too. I also really missed her, but all I
could think about was fucking her. I wondered if she felt the same way.

I thought about taking all of my clothes off and being naked when she got
home. I thought about going to her bedroom and waiting for her in bed. I
thought about many different ways I could greet her when she got
home. "Would that turn her on or upset her?" I wondered.

I decided to just wait. I grabbed a can of soda from the fridge and sat
down to watch some television. I turned it on and flipped till I found a
neat cartoon to watch, but I found that I was paying more attention to the
door and listening for my mom than the T.V. show.

***

The day was finally over and I was finally heading home. Traffic could
always be real pain this time of the day. All I wanted to do was get home
to my son, my little boy, my lover.

I could not get the vision of Parker and his body out of my head as I
drove. I wanted him, badly, and I knew he wanted me too. I was going to
take him the moment I walked in the door, if he did not take me first.

The idea of him being at home, waiting for me, was driving me crazy. "Would
he already be horny, or hard, or naked?" I wondered out loud. The idea of
him being at home, ready and waiting for me, gave me such a thrill that I
decided to do something very special and very naughty for him.

***

I finally heard my mom park her car in the driveway in front of our
house. I jumped up from the couch and ran to the front window. I watched
her get out of her car and make her way toward the front door. I was
already hard.

My mom looked so sexy. She had on a tight, button up blouse. It was white
and I could see her bra through it. She also wore a black skirt that came
down to her knees. It was very flowy at the bottom, but fit her hips and
butt tightly. I could not believe that in a matter of moments I would be
having sex with this beautiful, sexy woman.

I opened the door for my mom as she got close. She smiled at me and entered
the house. She took a couple steps inside and set her work bag down as I
closed the door. I turned just as my mom came to me. She pushed me
backward, up against the closed front door and began kissing me.

I kissed her back, our tongues dancing around in each other's
mouth. Without hesitation my hands began moving over my mother's body. I
squeezed her large breasts, causing her to moan loudly.

"I've been waiting all day to feel your hands on me" she said, breaking our
kiss.

"I've been waiting all day just to see you" I replied.

We kissed again, briefly, and then my mom took my hand and began leading me
up the stairs. I knew right where we were going.

Mom took me to her bedroom and began removing my clothes. She pulled my
shirt over my head and then pulled down my shorts and underwear
together. She had me lay down on the bed, on my back, and just looked at me
for a moment. Then my mother crawled onto the bed. My dick was sticking
straight up, and she took it into her mouth.

Without using her hands, my mom began to suck on me. She took the entire
thing into her mouth, left it there for a few moments as she sucked, and
then slowly pulled it out. It felt incredible. She continued to lick and
suck me for several minutes. At times, her licks would go lower and for the
first time she licked and sucked on my balls. This was a new, and
wonderful, sensation.

After sucking me for a little bit, my mom crawled up the bed, laid next to
me, and we started to kiss again. My hands began running over her body. I
unbuttoned her shirt and started to reach around to her back to unhook her
bra when she stopped me. With one hand and a quick motion, she revealed
that her bra clasped in the front and she freed her wonderful boobs to
me. I immediately began to suck on them.

My hands were still moving over her body, and especially her legs. Between
the two of us moving, and my hands, my mom's skirt had risen up her thighs
quite a bit. I started rubbing those thighs, and my hand moved toward my
mother's crotch, where I knew her panties would be covering her pussy. I
wondered what kind of panties she was wearing that day, and decided to find
out.

My hand came into contact with my mother's crotch and I was in for a big
surprise. The first thing I noticed when I touched between her legs was
that it was very wet. "That's weird" I thought to myself, one of my mom's
big nipples in my mouth. I kept touching, and quickly realized what was
going on. My mom was not wearing any panties!

The idea of my mom not wearing underwear under her skirt was very exciting
to me. I pulled her tit from my mouth and lifted her skirt the rest of the
way. I looked down, and my mom spread her legs for me. She was incredible
wet and looked very sexy.

"Fuck me" she moaned. I did not need to be asked twice. I moved myself
around and forward and slid my hard dick into her damp lips.

***

I had come to absolutely love the feeling of having my son inside of me. He
had a very nicely sized cock, and I had taught him exactly how to use it on
me. The fact that it was my own little boy's member, though, was the thing
that made it the most pleasurable.

Parker wasted no time after I had shown him I was not wearing panties for
him. I think he really liked that surprise. I did wonder if he thought I
had been like that all day, and I decided that I would do that from now on,
for his pleasure as much as my own. At that moment, though, I was only
focused on the pleasure he was giving me.

"Oh Baby!" I called to him. "Fuck your mommy" Saying those words made it
even better. Calling myself his mother as he fucked me did something to
Parker, too, and he began driving into me harder and harder, and I began to
cum. It felt like an explosion inside my body as my cunt muscles clenched
my son's cock and wave after wave of ecstasy washed over me.

Parker did not last much longer. He pumped a few more times and I felt him
also explode. He shot spurt after spurt deep into me. He yelled "OH MOMMY!"
and I screamed as our passion took us to another world and then crashed us
both down onto the bed.

We laid there for several minutes, both of us needing to catch our
breath. I was still on my back, unable to move. Parker had moved off of me,
just slightly, and was on his stomach next to me.

After a few minutes had passed, I knew one of us needed to move. I sat up
and looked down at my nude son. His cute butt was sticking up in the air,
and I rubbed it slightly.

"I love you, son" I said to him.

"I love you, mommy" he replied. Up until our frantic fucking just minutes
before, Parker had not called me mommy in years, but now it felt so natural
and also so naughty at the same time. I smiled at him and he smiled back. I
wanted him, badly, but I knew there was time for that later.

I spanked his cute butt, playfully, and said "Okay, fun's over. Homework
young man."

"Okay mom" he replied. He got up from the bed and picked up his discarded
clothing. He pulled his t-shirt back on over his head, and threw the rest
into my hamper, and then he left to work on his homework.

I got up from the bed after a few moments. My skirt fell back over my lower
body. I pulled my arms out of my shirt and removed my bra. The cold air
from the air conditioner hit me, and I realized why Parker had put his
shirt on. I pulled my blouse back on, but decided not to button it up.

I went down stairs and found Parker working on his school work. I went to
the kitchen to begin fixing supper. As I stood there cooking, I felt my
son's cum leaking out of my pussy and down my legs. It felt amazing.

***

The events of that Monday became our daily routine after that. Mom and I
would rush home after the school day ended, we would strip and fuck
quickly, and then go about our normal afternoon activates. We would usually
end up having sex at least one more time in the evening and then go to
bed. Sometimes Mom would have me sleep in her bed with her, and sometimes I
would go to my own room. She said that a boy my age needed a good night's
sleep before school, and it was too hard for her too keep her hands, and
mouth, off of me long enough to let me rest when I was in her bed. It made
me feel special and I loved my mom all the more for it.

The following weekend was a lot like the one before. Friday was our normal
routine, mom even made me do my homework that night. "That way we have two
whole days to do nothing but each other" she said. It made sense to me, so
I did as she asked. Then when I woke up, in her bed, on Saturday it began
two full days filled with lots of sex and little else. We never wore a
shred of clothing, not even when we went out back to have sex in the
pool. It was so much fun.

Late Sunday evening the phone started ringing. Mom and I were just building
up to another fuck and I was licking her wet pussy. Mom reached over to
pick up the phone from its cradle next to the bed.

"Hello?" she answered, clearing her throat. I did not know who was on the
phone, but I did not care. I was in a state of excited ecstasy from licking
my mom and I did not stop. I just kept licking her clit while she talked.

I thought it was really neat and sexy how my mother tried to keep her
composure and have a normal conversation while I was licking her, her usual
moans and panting being held inside. At one point it sounded like her
conversation was becoming more important, although I was not really
listening to her, so I thought it was time for me to stop licking, but as I
made a move to pull away from my mom's crotch she used her free hand to
grab the back of my head and shove my face back into her. I began licking
again, not that I had much choice not to.

Finally my mom said her goodbyes and hung up the phone. As soon as the call
was ended she screamed out very loudly and I felt her cum extremely
hard. "Oh God, that was amazing you naughty little boy!" she said to me
after she calmed down.

I chuckled a bit and looked up at my mom, my face wet from her moist pussy
juices. After a moments rest, she looked down at me and also smiled. "That
was amazing, Baby," she began, "but I have even better news!"

"What's up, Mom?" I asked.

"That was the school board" she said. "They are giving me a permanent
position and it's at your school!"

"That's great, Mommy" I said. I was really excited. I knew that mom working
at my school would mean I would be able to see her a lot more throughout
the day. I really missed seeing her during the days while I was at school,
and now she would be there with me!

"I know!" she said. "It sure is going to be hard, though, to keep my hands
off of you when I see you in school. Now, get up here and fuck your mommy!"

***

I was so very excited about transferring to Parker's school. I thought
about all those times I would look at the other boys at the other school
and think about their bodies. Now I would be able to look at my own little
boy and knew exactly what his body looked like.

Since I was going to the school anyway, I was able to drive Parker with me
and he was no longer required to ride the bus. Parker and I both knew that
once we were at the school we had to act like a normal mother and son, but
the car rides to the school were completely different.

It was Parker who started it. As he sat next to me in the front seat of my
car, his hand found my thigh. As I drove his hand started moving. Soon, I
was stopped at a red light being fingered by my own son. The perverseness
of it, along with the pleasure, were too much for me. I came just as I
pulled into the school parking lot.

I parked near the back of the lot, making sure no one was around, and
pulled Parker's cock out. I was able to quickly jack him off before we
fixed our clothes and got out of the car to start our day.

This, or some variation of it, became common practice as we drove to school
in the mornings. Our normal after school fuckings now began the moment our
car doors were closed to drive home. It was sometimes hard to wait to get
home before I needed to feel his penis inside of me.

***

Having my mom work at the school was even better than I expected it would
be. I was able to play with her, and have her play with me all the way to
the school and as soon as we got in the car to drive home.

Seeing her throughout the day was great, too. She worked in the front
office, mostly, and I would make sure to stop in and see her every time I
walked by. She always seemed happy to see me. My favorite was that
sometimes, when no one else was around, my mom would flash me. If she wore
a loose top and the office was empty when I stopped in, she would pull it
down so I could see her tits. And sometimes, if she wore a short skirt, she
would spread her legs to show me her pussy, because she never wore panties
anymore.

One day, a week or so after my mom started working at the school, I was
sitting at lunch with my friends. Jessica, Ryan, Kelli and I always ate
together with a couple other friends. We would always talk and joke and
laugh and discuss how our classes were going. The conversation that day,
though, was rather quiet.

After a period of silence, Jessica looked at me and said "It kinda sucks
that you don't ride the bus anymore."


I knew why she was sad. I knew she had a crush on me. Her best friend,
Kelli, had told me so. I felt somewhat bad for her. I really had no
feelings for her, and riding with my mom was much better than any bus ride.

Almost on cue, just as I was thinking about her, I saw my mom walk through
the lunch room. She was carrying a file she must have been taking across
the building and cut through the cafeteria as a short cut.

I was watching her, she looked especially good that day in tight fitting
dress. My friend must have also seen her. "Is it weird having your mom work
at the school?" Kelli asked me.

"No," I replied, "my mom is really cool, so I kinda like it." I tried not
to let on much I really did like having her there, or why.

As we talked my mom noticed me and made her way over to my table. She said
"Hi" and I introduced her to me friends.

After introductions, Jessica looked up at my mom and said "Parker was just
telling us how cool is was that you work here now, Mrs. Sommers"

"Yeah, but she's sad he doesn't ride the bus anymore" Kelli added, giving
me and Jessica a sly smile. I was rather embarrassed and just looked down.

"I have an idea," my mom said, "since you kids don't get to see him outside
of the school anymore, why don't you all come over this Saturday for a pool
party."

My friends all agreed that it sounded like a great idea. I was a little
sad, because weekends had become the time when Mom and I had a lot of sex,
but I knew it would be fun to have my friends over.

***

That Saturday Parker was going to have a few of his friends over to the
house. It was going to be Jessica and Kelli, the girls I had met at lunch
with him, along with his friend Ryan and another boy I had not met. I was
really excited. I knew the kids would all have fun, and I knew I would fun
watching the boys swim around in their swim trunks.

I had bought all sorts of soda and snacks for the kids and I was getting
everything ready as Parker came down the stairs. He was already dressed for
the pool. I kissed him passionately.


"Are you excited to have your friends over?" I asked.

"Yeah" he replied. "It should be fun, but you and I could have had fun
too."

"There will be plenty of time for that" I replied. "Besides, you get to see
those girl friends of yours in their bathing suits. I'm sure you'll like
that."

"They aren't my girlfriends" Parker replied.

"Oh you know what I mean" I said, playfully spanking his bottom.

Not much later Ryan arrived at the house with their other friend Greg. All
three boys were ready for the pool so they ran out the back door. I watched
from the window as the boys pulled off their shirts. They all looked so
very sexy. I began running my hands over my body. I had worn a short skirt
for just this reason and my hand was quickly up it rubbing my bare
cunt. The boys swam and splashed, unaware that I watched them lustfully.

My passion, though, was interrupted a few minutes later by the ringing of
the doorbell. I knew it must have been the girls arriving, so I opened the
back door and told Parker to come in and greet them.


Parker quickly came inside, drying off a bit, leaving Ryan and Greg to
swim. He opened the front door, letting Jessica and Kelli in. They all said
hello. I noticed both girls looking at Parker, seeing him topless for the
first time. Parker also looked at them. Jessica was wearing a dress type
covering. I noticed her bikini top tied around her neck. Kelli, though, was
wearing a t-shirt and short denim shorts. She also carried a bag.

After moment of awkwardness, I stepped forward and asked "Did you girls
wear your suits or do you need to change?"

"I wore mine" Jessica said.

"I need to change" Kelli replied, indicating the bag she carried.

"Okay, Dear, you can change in my bedroom upstairs" I told her.

Jessica had noticed the pool out back and made for the back door. "Come out
and swim, Parker" she said to my son.

Kelli went to the stairs and started up them. Parker began following
Jessica to the back door.

"Parker, can you come here for a moment" I said to him. "Go ahead, Dear, I
said to Jessica, "he will be right out."

When Jessica was out the door and Kelli up stairs, I was alone with Parker
in the kitchen. He looked at me, wondering what I wanted.

"My closet door is open" I said simply.

I watched Parker. It took him a moment to realize what I had said, and what
it meant. When it hit him, he looked up at me and smiled. He ran for the
stairs.

***

My mom had left her bedroom door open! I knew what she meant, and I knew
why she had done it. She did it just so I could watch my friends change
their clothes. "She really is the best mom ever" I said to myself.

I quietly reached my room and got into my closet. I got into my old hiding
place, a place I had not been in for a while, but remembered so well. I
looked into my mom's room and was treated to a great view of Kelli. She was
standing, and changing, in the perfect spot for me to watch. She had
already removed her t-shirt.

She was wearing a plain white bra; her boobs looked very large under it. As
I watched, Kelli unsnapped her jean shorts, and pulled the zipper down. She
wiggled out of the tight shorts and they fell to the floor. She was wearing
blue cotton panties. They were also very tight. I could not believe I was
actually seeing my friend in her underwear, and that was not all I was
going to see.

Kelli had been facing toward the closet, but she now turned around. She
reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She pulled it off and dropped
it. I wished she would turn around so I could see her boobs. She bent over
to pick up her bra and shorts. I did enjoy seeing her panty covered butt,
the thin material rode up her crack a little bit and her butt cheeks were
sticking out. It was so sexy. Finally she turned back around and opened her
bag. She pulled out her bathing suit as I was finally able to see her
tits. They were beautiful. They were plump and nice. Her nipples were very
large, but very light colored.

Kelli then hooked her thumbs in the waist band of her panties and pulled
them down. She stepped out of them and put them in her bag along with all
her clothes. Now, standing there naked, I could see all of her. She had a
patch of dark hair above her pussy that looked like it was just starting to
grow.

I drank in the vision of my good friend naked. She looked so beautiful. She
was really very sexy. I had never thought she would look so good. I wished
I could be in there with her, to do to her things I had done to my mom, but
I knew I could not. I knew I needed to get to the pool.

I watched Kelli begin to put her bathing suit bottoms on, and took that as
my time to leave. I silently left my room and joined the rest of my friends
out back, after making sure my extremely hard dick could not be seen.

***

I had gone outside when my son went up the stairs to watch his friend
change her clothes, and sat in a chair next to the pool. I hoped he was
able to get a good view of her. I knew that would make him excited. I
wanted what he saw to make him as excited as what I was seeing. I watched
my son's friends swim and jump and play in the pool, the boy's bare chests
and the thin wet material of their swim trunks clinging to their bodies on
display for me. I was getting very hot.

Soon Parker came out side and joined his friends. I noticed a large bulge
in the front of his shorts, so I assumed he got a good show. He ran and
quickly jumped into the pool before any of his friends saw, though. A few
moments later, Kelli also came outside and joined her friends.

I watched the kids swim for a while, getting more and more horny as the
time went on. Watching the sexy boys in such little clothes was making me
very wet. I was pretending to read a magazine, and had very slowly been
inching my hand to my crotch. It was finally there and I began to gently
rub my moist cunt through my skirt, hoping none of the children would
notice, and wishing I could slip my hand up under.

I watched all of the kids. The girls were both very attractive young
ladies. Parker's one friend, Greg was okay looking. He was short and a
little pudgy. He was nice, but not as nice as his friend Ryan. Ryan was
tall with dark hair. He was slim and very cute. Besides my son, I liked
watching him the best. I did spend time watching Parker, though, too, and
as much as he was watching his girlfriends, I did notice him watching me
too.

The kids had been swimming for a while and looked like they needed s
break. I had been rubbing my crotch for a while, and knew I should probably
stop before I was noticed. Parker got out of the pool and said he was going
to go inside to get everyone sodas to drink. I got up to help him and
followed him into the house.

Once the door was close Parker turned and looked at me. He has a smile on
his face and he said "Why are you watching us swim, Mom?"

I was not sure how to answer him. "Just to make sure you are all safe" I
replied, trying to play it safe.

"Is that why you are also playing with yourself while you watch us?" Parker
asked. He got very close to me as he spoke, pressing his body against
mine. I was so horny, I wanted him so bad.

"Oh, I can't hide anything from you" I broke down and told my son. "Looking
at you boys was making me so wet. You are all so sexy. I can't help
myself."

"You really think we are sexy?" Parker asked, rubbing my breast.

"YES!" I called. He was making me so hot, but then suddenly he stopped.

Parker grabbed a few sodas and went for the back door. He turned just
before opening it and said "Knowing that makes me really horny, too" and he
left. I took the rest of the sodas and met him back by the pool.

***

After taking a break to drink some pop and have some snacks we all got back
in the pool. My mom sat in her chair and watched us the whole time. I could
see her, from time to time, rub her pussy a little bit. I knew she was
enjoying herself.

I tried to show off for her some too. I made sure that my swim suit clung
to my crotch so she could see the bulge of my dick. I also tried to make
sure she had good views of Greg, and especially Ryan, she seemed to be
looking at him the most.

I thought it was really cool that she was getting so excited watching us. I
knew it was wrong and really supposed to be a bad thing, but I loved it. I
loved that my mom was so naughty. And I loved that she shared all her
naughty things with me. I began thinking of a way to pay her back for all
the exciting times she had given me.

Greg's parents came to pick him up first. He got out of the pool, dried off
a little, and left. A little bit later, it was time for Jessica and Kelli
to leave. They were going to be picked up soon.

***

When the girls got out of the pool, the little one, Jessica, asked if they
could change out of their swim suits. One of their parents was going to
take them out shopping after picking them up.

"Sure" I said. I got up, wishing I could stay and watch the boys some
more. I led the girls into the house and told them to use my bedroom to
change. I suddenly had a very strange urge.

I do not know why I did it. Maybe it was the old voyeur in me coming
out. Maybe I was just so horny. One way or the other, I suddenly wanted to
watch the girls change. I snuck into Parker's room, got into his closet,
and watched the girls strip.

I knew Parker would have loved to have been watching this. They both had
very lovely bodies. Kelli, had large breasts and was sprouting a nice patch
of hair. Jessica, on the other hand, hardly had bumps on her chest and was
still completely bald on her crotch. The whole scene made me even more
aroused and I had lifted my skirt and was fingering my wet cunt.

Soon the girls were dressed and left out the front door. I had not yet cum,
deciding I would wait for Parker to help me with that. I went back out to
the pool, knowing I only had one more child to ship off before I could be
alone with my lover, my son.

***

It was when it was just Ryan and me left swimming that I got an idea. Mom
had come back outside to watch us, and I could tell that she was really
horny because she was having a hard time hiding the fact that she was
touching herself. It made me really horny, myself, knowing that Ryan and I
were turning her on so much. I knew she wanted me, and I knew she wanted
Ryan too. I also caught Ryan looking at my mom a few times. I realized that
he wanted my mom just as much. I had a plan to give us all what we wanted.

After swimming for a while longer I put step one of my plan into
action. "Mom, do you think maybe Ryan could sleep over tonight?" I
asked. Ryan looked at me excitedly. We had done a few sleep overs before,
and always had a lot of fun. My mom also gave me an odd look. I knew what
she was thinking, that she wanted to get me alone, but I knew that if my
plan worked, she would be much happier that Ryan was there.

Finally, after thinking for a few moments, Mom sighed and said "Sure."

A quick phone call to Ryan's parents later, step one of my plan was a
success. Now all I had to do was wait until later that night for the rest
of my idea.

***

I was so horny I could hardly stand it! "How could he not want to fuck me?"
I wondered about my son. He knew that having his little friend sleep over
meant that we could not do anything together. I could not tell him `no'
though. I loved him and wanted him to always be happy. If that was what he
wanted, then I had to say yes.

I ordered pizza for supper for the boys and me. We ate and watched movies
in the living room. I actually had a good time hanging out with them. I
wanted my son, badly, and could not keep my eyes off him or Ryan after they
changed into their sleep clothes.

When it had gotten rather late, and I could not take it any longer, I said
I was going to go to bed and leave the boys alone. I got up and started for
the stairs. Ryan began to spread his sleeping bag out on one side of the
room.

"No, let's put our bags over here" I heard my son say. I turned and noticed
that where my son wanted to put their bags was closer to the steps. I began
up those same steps and turned to see if what I had thought was
correct. "He wants me to watch them!" I said to myself. My wonderful son
had positioned him and his friend in the perfect spot for me to watch them
from the steps undetected.

I went to my bedroom for a few minutes. I made sure not to close my door so
I could slip back out without making a sound. I took off my clothes to
change into something more comfortable. I decided to put on a thin night
gown. It was very short and gave me easy access to my cunt. I touched
myself lightly. I was very wet, but I did not want to get myself off yet. I
knew my son had a plan, and I wanted to wait for that before touching
myself.

After a few minutes I could not wait any longer. I slipped out of my room
and quietly crept down the steps. I got into position where I knew I could
not be seen unless the boys looked for me. I looked out and saw the boys
laying down, getting ready for bed. They both looked so cute.

***

I looked toward the stairs and saw a faint shadow moving on the landing. I
knew that part two of my plan had worked. My mom realized why I had wanted
to sleep in this exact spot, and now she was watching us. Now, it was time
for the next part of my plan and if Ryan reacted the way I expected him
too, before long my mom would be able to see a lot more of him.

"I had a lot of fun today" I said to him.

"Yeah, me too" Ryan replied.

"I was glad Jessica and Kelli were here" I added.

"Yeah that was cool" Ryan said.

"Do you like hanging out with them?" I asked, trying to steer the
conversation the way I wanted it to go.

"They are okay, I guess" Ryan replied.

"They sure looked good in their bathing suits" I said. I studied Ryan for a
reaction. He shrugged his shoulders, but I could tell it brought images
back to his mind.

"Especially Kelli with her big tits" I said. I knew that if my plan did not
work I could be in trouble for saying that, but I had a good
feeling. "That's what I like" I added.

"Yeah, me too" Ryan replied. I could tell he was thinking about it. I could
see that his dick was starting to get hard in his shorts. "IT'S WORKING!" I
thought.

"MMmm, thinking about it makes me want to jack off" I said. I looked at
Ryan and he looked at me. "Do you jack off?" I asked.

He thought for a moment then said "Yeah."

"You wanna?" I asked.

"Sure" he replied.

"MY PLAN WORKED!" I thought to myself. My mom was going to get to watch my
friend and me jack off. I was excited that she would get to see his dick,
because I knew how much she liked looking at him. My plan worked perfectly.

I went first and pulled my shorts down. My dick was hard and sticking
out. I wrapped my hand around it and slowly started to rub it. Ryan slowly
pulled his shorts down too. His dick was really long. Not as thick as mine,
though. He was also really hard. He also started to rub it.

I wondered what my mom was thinking as she watched us. I wondered if she
was touching herself. I knew she would be. I knew she probably could not
resist. I knew she was loving it. I had one more thing I wanted to try,
though, before Ryan and I came.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked. Ryan had his head back and his eyes
closed.

"I don't know" he replied, obviously too embarrassed to tell me.

"I'm thinking about Miss Vickers" I said.

"Oh?" Ryan asked.

"Yeah, man," I said. "I love her big tits."

"Me too" Ryan said.

"Or Ms. Palmer" I said. "Her's are good too."

"Ohh yeah" Ryan said.

I could tell he was really getting into it. I could tell he was getting
close to cumming. I knew that my next step would be really dangerous, but I
was too far gone myself, and could not control myself.

"Or Mrs. Sommers" I said my own mom's name.

"Ohhh yes!" Ryan said, and then realized what I had said. "Shit man" he
said, but did not stop jacking off. "That's your mom!?!"

"So what?" I said. "You don't think she's hot?"

"No, she's a total babe, but you think she is?" he said.

I did not answer his question. We just kept jacking off. I said "What are
you thinking about her doing?"

Ryan was so close to cumming that he could not think straight about what we
were saying, which is exactly what I wanted. "I don't know," he said, "I
guess sucking me."

"Oh that would be nice" I said. "Oh Mrs. Sommers" I moaned.

"OHH Mrs. Sommers" Ryan also moaned.

I knew that my mom would be gushing while listening to us. I was so happy
that my plan had worked. But then I realized that my plan had worked better
than I had expected.

***

I could not help myself. Watching my son get his friend to jack off for me
was amazing. Both of their cocks looked so nice. I could not believe I was
getting to watch them, but then when they started moaning my name it was
like a spell was cast over me. They were calling my name, calling to me,
and I had to answer.

I walked down the rest of the steps and into the living room. Parker
noticed me right away, but it was not until I said "Looks like you boys are
having fun" that Ryan knew I was there.

Poor Ryan about had a heart attack. He turned completely white and looked
like he was about to run away. Parker, though, was cool as could be.

"Oh, hi mom" Parker said.

I started walking over to where the boys were on the floor. "I couldn't
help but her my name being said" I said to the boys. "Well I guess it was
more being moaned" I added. I was now standing over my son and his friend.

Ryan tried to pull his sleeping bag over him, trying to cover his
body. Parker just sat there with his cock in his hand.

"Yeah, Ryan was imagining you sucking him while he was jacking off" Parker
said to me.

I looked at Ryan. He would not make eye contact with me. "Is that so,
Ryan?" I asked. He did not answer.

"Oh yeah" Parker responded for him. "He thinks you're a total babe, and he
thinks you have nice tits."

"These?" I asked Ryan as I pulled the shoulder straps down on my gown. It
fell to my waist, revealing my breasts to the boys.

Ryan still did not want to answer, but Parker and I looked at him. He
looked back and forth between us. Finally, he stammered and said "I don't
know."

"Be honest" I said.

"Yes ma'am" he said, gulping and not taking his eyes off my big tits and
hard nipples.

"Mmm, I like that" I said. "And were you thinking about me sucking you?" I
asked.

"I guess so, ma'am" Ryan said.

I knelt down on the floor next to the boys. I got close to them and
whispered "Has anyone ever given you a blow job before?"

"No" Ryan replied, shaking his head.

"Well how can you jack off thinking about it if you don't even know what it
really feels like?" I said louder.

"I... I don't know" Ryan replied.

"I guess I will just have to show you, and then you'll know" I said to
him. I pulled the sleeping bag down, revealing his body to me again. I
crawled toward him. He was covering himself with his hands, and I gently
moved them out of the way. I began kissing and licking his cock.

He was shaking as I took it into my mouth. I could not believe I was
sucking another young boy. I felt so dirty, so nasty. It felt incredible. I
was a sick, twisted woman, and that fact made me cum a little bit.

Ryan's thin dick was sliding in and out of my mouth. He tasted amazing. I
looked up into his eyes as I sucked his cock. He had a look of total
amazement on his face. He had turned bright red, his eyes were on fire, and
his mouth gaped open. I could not tell if he was even breathing.

He had been very near cumming when I came down the stairs, so it did not
surprise me that he did not last very long. Within moments of my taking his
cock into my mouth, he rewarded me by shooting his cum. I drank it all
down.

He was out of breath. I could tell he was blown away by what he had just
experienced, but I was nowhere near done with him yet.

I moved up and kissed him. I felt him open his mouth when I opened mine and
our tongues met. I could tell he could taste a little of his own cum on my
mouth, but he did not seem to mind. Our tongues swirled around each
other's. He was good kisser, for someone who had not done it before. There
was just something so magical about making out with a young boy that drove
me crazy.

I broke our kiss and leaned back a little bit. For the first time Ryan
actually looked at me and my body. He studied me, knowing he was allowed to
openly ogle me for the first time. I could tell he was staring at my
breasts.

I rubbed them gently, teasing my own nipples. I then lifted one to my mouth
and licked my own nipple for a moment. Both boys watched in wonder as I did
this.

"Mmmm that feels good" I said to Ryan, after releasing my breast. "You
should try" I offered, moving closer to him and gently pulling his head
down toward my chest.

Ryan lifted my left breast, feeling its weight. He slid his hand over the
smooth skin, and then cupped it from underneath. He then rubbed my nipple
with his thumb. Finally, he leaned down and began licking it all over.

***

My plan had worked out better than I could have ever imagined it would. I
had only wanted to let my mom watch Ryan and me jack off, because I knew
she liked to watch. I never expected her to like it so much that she would
come down and join us and actually have sex with both of us, but here she
was. She had already given my friend his first ever blow job and now he was
sucking on her tits. "Well, one of them" I thought, realizing my mom's
other tit was free.

I crawled over and took her other boob. I lifted it and began sucking on
it. I knew she liked it because she really started moaning. Ryan looked
over at me and saw how I was sucking and he started doing the same to Mom's
other tit.

After we both sucked and licked her tits for a few minutes, Mom told us to
stop. We moved back from her as she swung her legs out in front of her. She
pulled her night gown up and over her head. I watched Ryan's reaction as he
saw her completely naked for the first time, probably the first naked lady
he had ever seen in real life.

Mom spread her legs and I could see she was extremely wet, wetter than I
had ever seen her. I was so happy that I was able to give this moment to my
mom. I knew she was happy too. She then told Ryan that she wanted him to
lick her.

He crawled between her legs and she began telling him where to kiss her and
where to lick her. She spread her lips open for him and soon he was tongue
fucking her. It was a really hot scene and I was still hard from jacking
off earlier, but never finishing. I started to touch myself.

"Parker, come here and let me do that" my mom said to me when she realized
what I was doing. I went to her and she took my dick in her mouth. It felt
amazing, and the whole scene was so erotic.

Mom took my dick from her mouth ever couple moments to tell Ryan how to
lick her clit or finger her, but then would go right back to sucking me. I
did not last too long though, and was soon squirting into my mom's mouth.

After I came, and my mom swallowed it all, I fell back to the floor. Ryan
was still licking Mom, and I could tell that he had made her cum at least
twice. He was also still really hard, and I could see he was touching
himself again.

"Ryan, sweetie," Mom said, "I want you to fuck me."

Ryan stopped licking and looked up at her.

"Is that okay, honey?" she asked. "Are you okay with me being your first? I
want it really bad" my mom told my friend.

Ryan nodded his head. He moved up so his dick was in line with her
pussy. She reached down between the two of them and began guiding his dick
into her. I watched as my best friend entered his first pussy, that of my
own mother.

"OHHH YES!" my mom called out, cumming again. She told Ryan to start going
in and out, which he did. Soon she had taught him a good rhythm and they
were humping on the floor. It was really hot watching them. Seeing Ryan's
dick going in and out of my mom gave me really strange feelings. I loved
watching them. Something about the way his dick looked made me really horny
again.

Ryan lasted a lot longer than I would have expected him to, but soon he
started groaning and I knew he was close.

"I'm gonna squirt!" I heard him call out. I knew he was afraid about being
inside when he did. He did not know it was safe. He started to pull out,
but my mom grabbed his butt and pulled him into her, not letting him go.

"Don't you pull it out!" Mom said to him. With a loud groan, Ryan came,
shooting his stuff deep into my mom.

We laid together for a while afterword, no one really talking. Finally
after we all had time to recover, my mom started to get up. She picked up
her night gown, and stood. Ryan and I watched her.

"Now, Ryan," she said, leaning down and kissing him, "I don't think I have
to tell you not to tell ANYBODY about this, right?"

"Yes, ma'am... I mean, no, ma'am" Ryan said. "I won't, I promise."

"Good, now you boys get some sleep" Mom said and then went upstairs to her
bedroom. Ryan and I watched her walk away, me staring at her butt. I could
see liquid dripping down her thigh.

Ryan and I were exhausted. We talked for a little bit about what had
happened. I told him that my mom and I had been doing stuff for a while. He
asked how it started, but I did not tell him about the closets. I wanted to
keep that to myself for now. I told him, though, that I had caught her
playing with herself, and she caught me, and it went from there. He
believed my story, and said that it was the greatest thing ever. But he was
scared about cumming inside her.

"Don't worry about that, man" I said. "I was scared about that at first,
too, but Mom takes the pill so we are safe."

"I wish I could do something like that with my mom" he said, then added,
"or better yet, my little sister!"

"That would be cool, man" I said. "I'm super tired, though. I'm going to
sleep."

"Me too" Ryan said. "Thanks for letting me sleep over."

***

I woke up the next morning with the sun streaming in through my bedroom
window. It was shining onto my bed and making me hot, so I kicked my sheets
off, revealing my naked body. I stretched and looked blurry eyed around my
room. Memories of the night before ran through my brain.

My body was tingling as I ran my fingers lightly over my flesh. Thoughts of
what I had done with those young boys, my son and his best friend, excited
me once again. "You are a sick, perverted slut" I said to myself as I slid
two fingers into my cunt. I could still feel Ryan's cum, mixed with my own,
inside of me. It felt wonderful.

I looked at the clock on my night stand and realized it was nearing noon. I
knew that Ryan's parents would be picking him up in a little over an hour
and would not be pleased if I sent him home hungry, so I needed to get the
boys up and make them some lunch.

I slipped into a bath robe; not bothering to tie it closed, and went down
the stairs. The boys were just waking up, my foot steps from above
obviously waking them. I reached the bottom and both boys stared at me. I
wondered if Ryan would think the previous night had all been a
dream. "Would he really believe that he had sex with me last night?" I
wondered. I knew, though, that as soon as I came down those stairs, and he
saw my naked body under my robe, he would believe it all.

"Good morning my little lovers" I said, walking over to where the boys laid
on the ground. "Are you boys hungry?" I asked.

Parker pulled himself out of his sleeping bag first and stood up. He was
still naked from the night before. As I came to him, I embraced him and
kissed him passionately. "Yeah" he said after breaking our kiss, "I know I
am."

"Me too" I heard Ryan say. I looked to where he had been laying. He was
getting up, also still naked. His cock was starting to get hard. I went to
him and embraced him as I had my son. We kissed, and as our tongues met I
gently rubbed his hardening cock. Sadly, though, we did not have time to
play that morning.

"Okay, boys" I said, "I will make us something to eat while you clean up in
here. Ryan, your parents will be here soon to pick you up, so we should
probably all put some clothes on."

"Aww alright" the boys said, both sad that we could not have more fun. I
told them both that there would be other chances for us to all get
together.

A little while later Ryan's parents had picked him up. Parker and I were in
the kitchen, him helping me clean up from lunch. We both took many
opportunities to bump, rub, and touch each other.

When we were just about finished cleaning, I turned to my son and asked
"You planned on me coming downstairs last night, didn't you?"

Parker looked at me and smiled. "Well, I did have a plan," he began, "and I
knew you would come down and at least watch us. That's why I made sure we
were over by the steps. Really though Mom, I did not expect for you to come
all the way down and join us."

"So you set up the whole thing just so I would be able to watch your friend
jack off?" I asked.

"Well yeah" Parker said. "I knew how much you were enjoying looking at him
when we were swimming, so I thought you would enjoy seeing him naked."

I hugged my son, and kissed him on the forehead. "I love you" I said to
him. "You are the best son, ever."

"You're the best mom, ever" Parker said. "I love you, too."

Parker ran off to watch some T.V. after that. I smiled to myself, happy,
truly happy. Happier than I had been in a long time. I could not believe
that Parker had set up the events of the night before just for me. "I have
to find a way to make it up him" I thought. "I need to find a way to get
him something he wants."


A few days later I found it. I was at work, at the school, a few days
later, in the front office, when a teacher walked in. The teachers' mail
boxes were in the office, behind the desk, and most teachers checked them
daily, and a few checked them every once in a while. I looked up and saw
that the teacher was Miss Vickers.

I had seen her around the school many times, but I never really paid her
much attention. She smiled at me as she passed my desk on her way to her
mailbox, and I smiled back, saying "Hi."

As she walked past, I could not help but notice her outfit. She wore a
purple dress that was actually very short, showing off a lot of her
legs. The top was also cut very low and she was showing a lot of
cleavage. She had very large breasts. "The boys must love being in class
with her" I thought to myself as I watched her reach up to her mailbox. She
was shorter and I felt bad that her mailbox was on the top row. She had to
stand on her tip-toes to reach and her dress rode up her thighs even
more. That is when it hit me. This was the teacher Parker had been talking
about. The one he and Ryan began masturbating to on the night I had sex
with them. "This was the teacher Parker wanted to fuck!" I said to myself.

"You're Mrs. Vickers, right?" I asked her. She had been looking at the
papers from her box, and I believe I startled her by speaking to her. There
was no one else in the office.

"Oh.. um.. no. Miss Vickers," she said. "I'm not married."

I quickly came up with a plan. This was going to be how I repaid my son for
the gift he had given to me. Based on the way Miss Vickers dressed and the
way she was acting with me, "it might just work" I thought.

"But you can call me Jen" Miss Vickers continued.

"Oh I'm sorry" I replied. "Jen, you have my son in your class, don't you?"

"Yes, Parker" she replied. "He is doing very well."

"Oh that is so good to hear" I said, I stood up from my desk, leaning my
butt against it, facing her, making it clear I wanted to talk. She put her
papers down, and I thought I saw her look me up and down.

After another minute or so about Parker and his school work, I moved the
conversation to more personal matters.

"So, why aren't you married" I said bluntly.

Jen began to noticeably blush, her pale white skin turning a bright
red. "Oh I don't know" she said. "Guys aren't interested in me."

"Come on" I said to her. "That can't be true. I bet lots of guys think you
are sexy" I knew I was taking risks being so blunt with her, but with the
way she was looking at me and acting, I knew it was working.

She giggled a little when I called her sexy. She looked down at my body
again, not thinking I noticed. "You're sweet" she finally said.

"We should go out for drinks sometime" I said. "Maybe we could both meet
someone."

"I'd like that" Jen said. "I've got to get to class, though." She thanked
me for talking with her and I told her I would let her know about
drinks. She left, with a noticeable skip in her step.

I did not know if my plan would work or not, but it seemed to be going good
so far. I was not sure if I would be able to help Parker fuck his teacher,
but I was well on my way to making sure he at least got to see her naked.

***

Ryan and I hung out a lot in school over the next couple of days, but it
was not until later in the week that we were actually alone and could talk
in private.

We were in gym class and the teacher had taken us outside. He and I decided
to pass a football back and forth in the field away from the rest of the
class.

"Man, I had so much fun at your house over the weekend" he finally said. I
wondered if he was going to bring it up.

"That's good" I said. "I knew you would."

"Did you know she was going to do all that with me?" he asked about my
mother.

"Not really, but I knew there was a chance" I said.

"I still can't believe you've been doing that with her" Ryan said. "Shit,
dude, I can't believe I got to do it."

I just laughed and shrugged my shoulders. We continued passing the ball.

"I feel like, so different now," he said, "you know?"

"How so?" I asked.

"I don't know, man, like powerful. Like, since I'm not a virgin anymore, I
want more and want to do things to get more."

I felt a little weird about what Ryan was saying. I did not really know
what he meant or what he was going to do. The class, though, was ending and
we had to go back inside. "Well, I'm sure you'll have more chances with my
mom soon" I said to him.

***

That Friday, at school, I made sure that I ran into Jen Vickers again. I
did not want to wait for the next step in my scheme. I had access to all of
the teachers' schedules, so I knew what period was her free period and went
looking for her. My first stop was the teacher's lounge, but she was not
among the faculty sitting around, talking. "Probably better" I thought,
"don't want too many people around."

My next try was her classroom. Her door was shut, but I could see that the
lights were on, so I knocked lightly. I heard a voice say "Come in", so I
did.

Jen was seated at her desk. It appeared she was grading papers. She looked
up when I came in and her face seemed to brighten up. She got up from her
chair and came around to meet me. She hugged me and I hugged her
back. "This might be easier than I thought" I said to myself.

"How are you!" she said cheerfully.

"Oh I am good, how are you?" I asked.

"Just fine" she said. "What's up?" she asked, wondering why I had come to
see her.

"What? I can't just drop by and see you?" I asked jokingly.

"Oh no, you can" she said. "Anytime you want." We both shared a laugh.

"Actually," I said, "I was wondering if you wanted to go get that drink
tonight."

She seemed to pause for a moment as if she were contemplating. She looked
at me again before replying "Sure. Sounds like fun."

I had her give me her address and told her I would pick her up at her house
later that evening.

"Wear something sexy!" I told her before leaving her classroom and closing
the door behind me. Compared to the way she dressed in school, I wondered
how she would dress to go out.

I pulled up in front of Jen Vickers' house that night around 8:00, which
was our agreed upon time. I went to her front door and rang the
doorbell. She lived in a lovely, one story, home on the other side of town.

After a few moments, she opened the door and let me in. She was putting
earrings in her ears and still had to put her shoes on. I entered her home
and looked around. Her house was small and quaint, just enough for one
person. It was very clean, and very white. The walls were white, the carpet
a very light tan. She had a large white leather couch and chair in the
living room. She had photos on the walls of family members and a few pieces
of art.

Jen went into the next room, her bed room, to finish getting ready, and
came back a few moments later. She was dressed in a black silk dress. It
clung to her figure nicely. It was incredibly short and had a slit running
up her thigh. The top was very low and I thought she must have used
something to lift her already very large breasts. I had told her to dress
sexy, and she delivered.

"You look very, um... lovely" she said to me. I had worn a skirt that was
also rather short and a very tight fitting top, my breasts rivaling hers
for which were bigger and showed more. I could tell that `lovely' was not
the word she wanted to say, but thought better of it.

"Well you look fucking hot!" I told her. "Let's go find us some men!"

We went to a couple local bars. I was driving, so I made sure to not drink
too much, but I made sure Miss Vickers was never without a drink in her
hand. We flirted with several men, even getting a few phone numbers. We
danced, both with men and with each other. We also talked a lot, getting to
know each other. Jen seemed to be the most comfortable and the flirtiest
when it was just her and me. On more than a couple occasions my hand found
itself on her knee, and I would make sure to move it up her leg before
removing it.

As the night wore on, Jen became more and more intoxicated, just as I hoped
she would. When it became obvious that she was very much drunk, her hands
began finding my knees as well. I knew it was time to get her home.

I drove us back to her house and helped her in side. She could stand,
barely, but walking was a little more difficult. I helped her to the couch
and sat her down. I helped her remove her shoes, and then took my own off.

"Thank you for taking me out tonight" Jen said to me.

"You're welcome" I said. "Thanks for being my date."

She blushed when I called her my date, but she did not say anything.

"You did look really hot tonight" I said, brushing a few hairs out of her
face.

"Oh well" she said. "Lot of good it did. Not like anybody noticed."

"Lots of guys noticed!" I said. Then I looked her in the eyes and in a low
voice I said "I noticed.

Jen looked like she was going to say something, but could not find the
words. Her mouth opened and closed again and again. My hand had, once
again, found her knee and was moving up her leg, but I had no intention of
pulling it away this time. I leaned in to kiss her on the lips.

Our lips met. We kissed lightly, and then I opened my mouth. Jen opened
hers and our tongues met. It was like our tongues touching, though, set off
an alarm in her head. She moved away, got up from the couch, and walked
across the room. She leaned against the door frame to brace herself.

I let her go for a few moments, and then got up myself. I walked up behind
her and wrapped my arms around her waist. She shivered at my touch. I
brushed her hair to the side and leaned in close to her.

"It's okay" I whispered in her ear. I began to kiss and lick her neck.

Miss Vickers began to moan. Her skin had turned to goose bumps.

My hands moved upward, my kisses continuing down. I found the straps to her
dress and began pulling them off her shoulders.

I let them fall. The top of her dress fell away, bunching at her waist, her
wide hips keeping it from falling off her body. She turned to me and we
kissed again. I took her hand and led her to the bedroom.

I laid her down on the bed and unhooked her bra. I pulled it off, freeing
her large breasts. I pulled off my own top, and bra, before joining her on
the bed.

It had been a very long time since I had been with a female. I was a little
girl then. I never really thought I was a lesbian, I knew I loved men. It
had just been something I did as a kid, for fun. And this was just a step
toward getting my son a treat. I wished he could be there with me right
then, but he was not. It was just me and Jen Vickers. As I looked at her
though, felt her skin, and tasted her kiss, I realized that I was actually
very turned on. I wanted it, I wanted her, more than I had realized. This
was more than just a scheme and she was more than just a pawn. She was
going to be my lover.

As I laid with her on her large bed with the fluffy blankets, both of us
topless, her on her back, and my on my side, we kissed. My large breasts
rubbed against her equally large ones, our hard nipples teasing each
other. She moaned and gasped at my every touch. I broke our kiss and looked
at her. Jen stared back at me with a look of anxious anticipation for what
we were about to do. She did not seem very drunk anymore. I did not know if
perhaps she had not truly been as intoxicated as she acted, or if she had
been shocked sober by my sudden seduction of her. Either way, she appeared
to be completely in sound mind, and was not stopping me, so I continued. As
I began kissing her neck, sucking on it lightly, I wondered if she had ever
been with a woman before.

I began squeezing her breasts, playing with her large brown nipples, while
I continued to kiss her neck. They were heavy, heavier than my own, but
very soft. It surprised me how much I enjoyed touching them. Goosebumps had
once again formed over her body and she was panting. I continued kissing
down her body, and eventually reached her breasts.

I started by kissing them all over, lifting them and kissing
underneath. Eventually I found her nipples, which I licked and sucked into
my mouth. I loved that feeling, and I hoped she did also. As I sucked on
her nipple and flicked it with my tongue, Miss Vickers held the back of my
head, pulling me toward her, so I knew she enjoyed it as much as I did.

I started running my hands over her body. My hands going down her wide
hips, touching her legs, sliding up between them, stopping before touching
her crotch, then moving around the back and squeezing her butt. I pulled up
her dress, exposing her to me, and then pulled it off over her head. I
looked down at her and saw that she was wearing very sexy, lacy, black
thong panties. She spread her legs for me.

I crawled between them, kissing her thighs as I went higher. I could smell
her, and it was intoxicating. Finally I reached her crotch. I used my
fingers to gently pull her panties to the side, exposing her cunt to
me. She had shaved off all of her hair and her lips looked tight. She was
very wet, soaked with passion. I assumed my own pussy was just as moist.

I dove right in and began licking her wet cunt. She tasted amazing. I
wondered why I had waited so long to taste the sweet nectar of a woman's
juices. I wanted as much as I could get, and Jen delivered. I used my
fingers to pull her lips apart and the more I licked her clit and tongued
her hole, the more fluid flooded my mouth.

As I licked Jen, sucking on her clit, she was moaning and panting like
mad. I could tell that she had already had several mini climaxes, and was
building to one huge one, and I wanted to give it to her. I started
fingering her tight cunt while still licking her clit. She was bucking and
humping my face. Finally, she stopped. She arched her back and froze. I
sucked one final time, drove my fingers in, and with a scream my new
lesbian lover exploded with an extremely wet orgasm. It was wonderful to
behold.

It took Jen several minutes to recover. I laid there, face down, between
her legs as I watched her. After finally catching her breath, Jen looked
down at me. I smiled at her and she chuckled a little. She rolled onto her
knees and moved around on the large bed. She came along side of me and
unzipped my skirt. I wiggled, helping her pull it off me. It was when my
skirt was half way off that Jen realized I was not wearing any panties,
that I had not worn them all night. She gasped slightly as she realized
it. I lifted myself up onto my knees as she pulled my skirt off my feet. I
looked back over my shoulder at her and shook my butt a little. I wondered
what she would do, and I was not going to make a move until she told me to.

Jen knelt behind me. She pressed her crotch against my butt, reached
forward and squeezed my breasts. Her hands ran down my sides and squeezed
my butt cheeks. She leaned down, kissed my cheek and then licked it. I was
never really one to be into anal sex or play, but I was willing to do
anything Jen wanted, I was just a bit nervous about it though. I do not
know if I made a noise or did something to make her think I did not want
it, but she left my butt alone after that. Instead, she surprised me when
she flipped herself over, laid on her back once again, and crawled
underneath me.

Jen moved under me so her face was directly below my cunt, and she began to
lick. She stuck her tongue out and it lightly touched my lips. I leaned
back, lowering myself onto her a little bit, giving her better access. She
continued licking and it felt amazing. Jen reached her hands around my
thighs and started pulling me down onto her face.

Her tongue felt so good licking my clit and fucking my hole that I lost
control. I start grinding my body on top of her, fucking her face. I do not
know how she was breathing, but she wanted it just as much as I did. She
pulled me tighter and tighter onto her, smothering her. I knew I was
dripping fluids down her throat. After a few minutes of riding her face,
bucking like wild, I came hard, screaming out just as she had. I collapsed
to the bed next to her.

Jen cuddled up close to me. I wrapped my arms around her and she did the
same to me. We kissed lightly and looked into each other's eyes. Neither of
us spoke, not wanting to ruin the magical moment we were sharing. After a
few minutes, though, our gentle caresses of each other's skin became more
sexual. We started groping each other, feeling tits and asses and
cunts. Jen began to hump me, rubbing her pussy against me. I did the same
to her.

Soon we were both ready to go again. Jen moved herself between my legs. I
was laying on my side, and rose on leg into the air. She slid into me and
our dripping wet pussies touched each other. She started to hump again,
rubbing our sexes against the others. This was a new activity that I had
never experienced before and it felt wonderful.

Jen's and my sweaty bodies were rubbing against each other. I never knew
sex with a woman would feel so good and be so satisfying. Soon we were both
cumming, moaning into each other's mouths as we climaxed together.

After we both calmed down and fell to the bed, I turned to Jen and looked
her in the eyes. I kissed her lightly and spoke the first words either of
us had said in a very long time. "Have you ever done that before?" I asked.

Jen said, "No, never, but I have wanted to for a very long time. Have you
ever been with a woman before?" she asked me.

"Yes" I replied "when I was really young, but it has been many years." I
felt bad about lying to her, leading her on. Something had changed when I
was making love to Jen. It had become much more than just a scheme for my
son, but that was still my goal, and I needed to play out my plan. So I
lied to her when I said "I did not think that I still had feelings for
women, but that all changed when I saw you. From the moment I saw you, I
couldn't stop thinking about you."

We kissed again, and again. I really was enjoying her kiss, her taste, and
being with her, but I knew I had to go. A major part of my plan was to
leave her wanting more.

I moved to get out of the bed. Jen lifted herself up on her elbows and
looked at me. "Why don't you stay?" she asked.

As I stepped into my skirt I said to her "I'm sorry, dear, but I have to
get home to Parker. Besides, it would probably not be good if one of your
students knew you had a woman sleep over at your house, especially another
school employee."

"You're right" she said, frustrated.

"Don't worry, though" I said as I put my shirt on and bent to the bed to
kiss her. "We will get together again, soon."

Jen got up from the bed and walked me to the front door. We kissed before I
left, her still naked. I touched her body again, as much for my own
enjoyment as to keep her horny for me. I got in my car and drove home to my
son. He was sound asleep when I came home. It was good. I did not want him
knowing what I had done, not yet. If he had been awake and wanted to play,
he would have surly noticed how wet my cunt was.

Over the next couple of days at the school, I saw Jen several times. Every
time we saw each other Jen would make sure to stop and talk with
me. Typically our conversations were small talk because there were other
people around, but on a few occasions we were alone and I made sure to tell
Jen how sexy she looked and she would make sure to tell me how much she
wanted me. I could tell that she was falling for me. My plan was working.

I had never really ever considered myself gay or even bi-sexual, but there
was something about this woman that was driving me wild. I had to keep
telling myself that this was all for Parker, but I was enjoying it myself,
too.

Jen was getting closer and closer to me and within a week of our first
sexual encounter I felt comfortable to move on to the next step of my
plan. That Friday I asked Jen to come to my house the next day. I told her
I would make us lunch. She did not waste a second before she accepted,
obviously excited to see me outside of school once again.

***

I woke up late on Saturday morning, like I usually did. I could tell it was
a really nice day outside, warm and sunny. I wondered, though, why my mom
was not in bed. I put on a pair of gym shorts and went down stairs, trying
to find her.

I found her in the kitchen, cooking something, dressed in a summer dress. I
was very confused. She looked sexy, as usual, but I was not sure why she
was dressed at all. "And why is she cooking?" I wondered.

"What's going on Mom?" I asked.

She looked up at me, noticing me for the first time. "Oh hi, honey" she
said. "Will you go get dressed, please?"

"Umm I guess" I said. "Why? What's going on?" I repeated.

"I'm having a guest for lunch, so please at least put a shirt on, baby" she
said. She was rushing around the kitchen, obviously nervous about
impressing whoever was coming over.

I went to my room and changed into a nicer looking shirt and shorts. I
still did not know what was going on, but I figured I should try to look
nice. As I was coming down the stairs the doorbell rang. I was right by the
door, so I decided to open it and see who our guest was.

I opened the door and was shocked to see Miss Vickers, my English
teacher. I think my jaw dropped. Miss Vickers, the object of many of my
sexual fantasies because of how she looked and how she dressed, was
standing on my door step, looking sexier than ever.

She was wearing a bright pink halter top. It tied behind her neck and was
very low cut in the front, showing off her amazing boobs. I could tell she
wasn't wearing a bra and her nipples were poking through her shirt. They
looked big and thick. She wore white shorts that were very short, so short
that the pockets hung down past the bottoms in the front. They were also
very tight and rode up her crotch. I hoped she did not notice me looking at
her, but she seemed almost as surprised to see me as I was her.

"Oh Parker" she said. "I did not realize you were going to be here."

I did not know what to say. I stammered for several moments before my mom
came up behind me. "Don't be rude, Parker" she said. "Invite our guest
inside."

I stepped aside, letting my English teacher into my house.

"Hi Jen" Mom said to Miss Vickers and they hugged.

"Hi Becky" she replied.

"Lunch is ready. I thought we could eat out on the back deck if that is
okay with you" Mom said to her.

"That sounds lovely" Miss Vickers replied.

They walked through the house, my mom showing Miss Vickers around. They
eventually went out the back to the deck next to the pool. I could not
believe that Miss Vickers was in my house. I could not believe I had just
seen her dressed so sexy. I could not understand why my mom would not have
told me she was coming over. I was confused, nervous, and horny all at the
same time.

***

Jen looked so sexy, and I told her that. I knew she was dressed that way
for me. If she was trying to turn me on, it was working. We sat on the back
deck and ate our lunch while we talked. We were really enjoying each
other's company.

"You have a lovely home" Jen said to me.

"Thank you" I replied. "It sure is hot out here isn't it?"

"Yes it is. I really like the pool" Jen said. "It must be nice on days like
this."

"Oh yes" I said. "Would you like to go for a dip?" I asked. I could not
believe that she had brought it up before I had a chance to. That was the
next step in my plan and she took it for me!

"Oh I would love to" she said, "but I don't have a suit."

"I'm sure I have one that will fit" I said and before Jen could protest I
took her hand and led her into the house.

"This is it!" I was yelling at myself. I knew Parker was in his room. I
knew he would be watching. I was about to pay him back for him showing me
Ryan. I was about to show him his teacher, Miss Vickers.

***

I was watching my mom and teacher on the back deck. I could not believe how
sexy they both looked. I could not believe Miss Vickers was there. I heard
them comment on the heat and talk about getting in the pool. "Could I be so
lucky?" I asked aloud. I rushed to my bedroom and got into the closet; and
then I waited.

Soon I heard the women enter my mom's room. I held my breath, not believing
it was really happening.

"Where's Parker?" I heard Miss Vickers ask.

"Oh probably in his room, playing his video games" Mom replied. "I'm sure
he has those darn headphones on, too." She looked through her dressers and
pulled out a bikini. She handed it to Miss Vickers, saying "This one should
fit you." She then pulled out one for herself and began pulling down her
dress.

I was beyond rock hard at the moment. I had my shorts off and was already
jacking off, and then things got even hotter. As my mom's dress fell to the
floor I noticed at the same time as Miss Vickers that my mom was not
wearing any underwear. Then my mom walked, completely naked, over to Miss
Vickers and helped lift my teacher's shirt over her head.

Then my mom leaned in and kissed Miss Vickers on the lips. I shot my cum
all over the place at that moment. It was the most incredible thing I had
ever seen, and they were not done yet. I stayed rock hard and kept jacking
off as I watched, my cum lubricating my shaft and hand.

They made out for a few moments, touching each other's tits. My mom
unbuttoned Miss Vickers' shorts and she took them off. She took off her own
panties, and they were both naked. I came again as I watched them rub each
other's pussies.

"Let's go get in the pool" my mom said. "There will be time for more fun
later." She began to put her bikini on.

Miss Vickers looked sad, but agreed. She began putting on the bikini my mom
had given her. "Are you sure about this?" she asked my mother.

"Oh yes!" mom exclaimed.

I noticed that it was the same bikini my mom had worn the day she came out
to watch me swim, the day we first had sex, the tiny one that barely
covered anything. "Wow she looks sexy in it" I thought when Miss Vickers
had it on.

"Wow you look sexy in it" my mom said to her. "It makes me wet" she added.

This must have given Miss Vickers a boost of confidence, because she
proudly left the room and followed my mom to the pool.

***

"MY PLAN HAD WORKED!!" I screamed in my head. I was so excited I could
hardly stand it. I knew my son had been in his hiding place, watching us. I
knew he saw his favorite teacher get naked. I knew he saw her amazing tits,
her beautiful body, and her tight, hairless cunt. He also saw me kiss her
and touch her and feel her. I knew he jacked off. I hoped he did a couple
times, and I also hoped that it was just the start of the day's activities.

Jen and I went out and got into the pool. We floated around for a little
bit, enjoying the cool water on the hot day. I could not help but look at
her in the bikini I had lent her. She looked so sexy.

I started to touch her as we swam. She played it off at first, and would
swim away, but I would catch her again, and continue fondling her beautiful
body in the pool. She looked very nervous and kept looking at the house. I
got bold and kissed her neck, rubbing her breasts.

"What if your son sees us?" She asked me.

"It won't be anything he hasn't seen before" I replied, coyly.

She looked confused, but as I gently rubbed her cunt, she gave up. She
wanted it too much, she wanted me too much, and she started touching me
back. Her touch felt amazing.

Jen and I had been touching each other, feeling each other up, and teasing
each other for a while. We were both extremely horny. Then the back door
opened. Parker came out in only his swim suit. Jen swam away from me
quickly when she saw him come outside, and discreetly repositioned her
bikini. He looked really sexy, and I thought I noticed Jen looking at him
too. I did not plan on him coming out, but I was glad he did.

"Can I get in?" he asked.

"Sorry, sweetie" I said. "It's adult swim time. Maybe later."

"Oh okay" he replied and turned to go back into the house. Not once since
he came out the back door, did he take his eyes off Jen and her body.

After he was gone, I swam over to Jen and began touching her again. "I told
you guys think you are sexy" I said to her.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"You didn't see the way he was looking at you?" I asked. "Or see the bulge
in his shorts?" I hoped I was not taking things too far. I hoped I was
reading her correctly. I hoped that I had gotten her sexually aroused
enough that, even if she did not go for it, she would not think too much of
what I was saying.


"No, no" she said, touching me back, "that's not right. We could have let
him swim, though."

"Are you sure?" I asked her.

"Yes" she replied. "I feel bad."

"Okay," I said to her, "why don't you go inside and get him and bring him
back."

She agreed and got out of the pool. She used a towel to dry off a little
and went into the house. I waited about 10 seconds before I quietly
followed her.

I watched, undetected, as she went up the stairs into the hallway outside
of my son's room. She was about to knock on the door, when she obviously
remembered what I had said earlier about him and his headphones. She
realized that he probably would not be able to hear if she knocked, so she
did not know what to do.

Suddenly I heard a noise from my bedroom. Jen heard it too. It was Parker's
voice.

Jen must have thought he was perhaps in my room, so she went in. I quietly
followed her up the steps and watched her go into my closet. She got down
on the floor and began looking through the slats. Based on the sounds
coming from Parker's room, I knew he was masturbating.

Then I was able to make out what Parker was saying. He was moaning and
calling out. "Oh Miss Vickers" I heard him say. I know she heard him too. I
wondered what she would do. I had to be ready to run if she turned around.

But she did not turn around. Instead she repositioned herself to be more
comfortable. She was obviously planning on watching him for a while. Then
her hand moved. She seemed like she was fighting the urge, but it became
too much, and she started rubbing her crotch. I watched for several
moments, enjoying watching my lesbian lover watch my son, all three of us
touching ourselves, but then I moved in and silently snuck up behind Jen.

In a low voice I said to her "I was wondering what was taking you so long."

Jen began to panic. She jumped and pulled her hands away. She tried to
stand up and began saying "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I was just..."

"You were just watching my son jack off" I finished for her.

"I... I... Well, I..." Jen stammered.

I heard my son again and said "Shhh" to Jen. I got closer to hear my
son. He was calling her name again. "I told you he thought you were sexy" I
said to her.

Then Parker changed. His moaning became louder and he said "Ohh Mom."

Jen's eyes got wide. She was almost in shock as she looked at me, unable to
speak.

I smiled at her. This day was about to turn out better than I had
hoped. "Parker, come here please" I called to me son.

***

I heard my mom call my name. I thought I had heard someone in her closet. I
hoped it was Miss Vickers, but when I heard both of their voices I got
really excited. Now my mom wanted me to join them in her room. "Could this
really happen?" I asked myself.

I was naked, and went into my mom's room that way. My dick was still
sticking straight up. I watched my mom help Miss Vickers up off the floor
of her closet as I came in. She leaned in and kissed my teacher again. My
dick pulsed as I watched them.

Then my mom turned to me. She leaned down and kissed me. I kissed her
back. Mom broke our kiss and the three of us stood there, looking at each
other. I really liked the way Miss Vickers was looking at my naked body.

"My mom was right," I said to her, feeling very brave all of a sudden. "I
have always thought you were sexy. I love looking at you during class."

"Oh?" was all Miss Vickers said.

"Yes" I said. "Sometimes it's hard to concentrate when I'm staring at your
boobs or your ass." I stepped toward my teacher and was standing right in
front of her.

"Ohhh" she said again, but this time it was not a question and more of a
moan. I began touching her arm. It was nothing sexual, but it was more
contact than I knew a student should have with a teacher.

"Why don't we all get into bed?" my mom said.

Miss Vickers and I agreed. Her "Okay" being verbal acceptance that this was
going to happen, this sent new waves of excitement through me.

Mom had Miss Vickers lay back on the bed. She began to untie my teacher's
bikini bottoms and I started to undo her top. I could not believe I was
undressing the sexiest teacher in my school.

Suddenly, after her top was off, Miss Vickers grabbed the back of my
head. She pulled me to her and kissed me. Her mouth opened and so did
mine. We made out as my hands began touching her tits.

I broke our kiss, but kept kissing her body. I wanted to explore her, to
taste her. I started kissing her all over. Her tits, her stomach, her arms,
her legs, and her pussy. My mom was also kissing and licking her. Miss
Vickers was moaning very loudly.

After a few minutes of this, my mom, who was up by Miss Vickers' head
whispered into her ear. Miss Vickers nodded her head and she started to get
up. Mom eased me back onto the bed, and Miss Vickers took my dick in her
hand.

She stroked me a little and then bent down. First she kissed the head,
tasting my pre-cum, and then took it all into her mouth. She started
sucking me. It felt wonderful. I could not believe this was all
happening. Then my mom got down next to Miss Vickers. They took turns
sucking me, licking me, stroking me, and licking my balls. Never had I felt
anything like two women pleasuring me at the same time. It was too much,
and soon I was shooting cum into the air. They both opened their mouths,
each catching some of my cream and swallowing it.

After I had cum, Miss Vickers kissed my mother. She pushed Mom back onto
the bed and began sucking on her tits. I jumped at the opportunity and took
my mom's other boob, my teacher and I each sucking on one of my mom's tits,
our hands joining together to touch my mom's pussy. She was extremely
wet. We kept sucking and fingering her together till my mom screamed in
pleasure and had an orgasm.

The only one of us who had not cum was Miss Vickers, and it was her
turn. She laid back on the bed and I leaned down to start licking her. I
like that her pussy was shaved and she tasted really good, but my mom made
me stop licking. She pulled me up and I looked at her, wondering what she
had planned.

She leaned in and whispered in my ear. "Why don't you fuck her?" she said.

I smiled. I was more than happy to do it. I got onto my knees and crawled
between Miss Vickers' legs. She knew what was coming and spread herself
open for me.

I pushed my dick into my teacher's pussy. She was tighter, much tighter
than my mom, but was very wet. I slipped inside her with ease.

"OHH GOD!" I heard her yell as I began fucking her. The sensation of being
fucked by a student was obviously too much for her, because she started
cumming as soon as I started moving. She felt amazing and I started humping
her harder and harder. My mom was pushing me from behind, giving me even
more thrust.

Soon it was more than I could take. Mom pushed me in tight, knowing I was
about to cum. She held me in and I exploded into my teacher. She screamed
out again as her body shook and she collapsed to the bed. We all fell on
top of her, lying in bed together for a long while.

***

I was driving my son to the school Monday morning. As usual, he was taking
the opportunity to gently play with my cunt as I drove. "I am still so glad
that my plan worked" I said to him.

"I am too mom" Parker said. "You are the best. I can't believe that you got
me to have sex with my teacher!"

"Make sure you act like normal in class today" I cautioned, but I knew he
would be fine. I hoped his teacher could be just as calm. After we had all
had sex together that past Saturday I talked with her. She told me that
Parker was the first man she had sex with in more than year. She admitted
that she often had fantasies about her students, both boys and girls,
including my son, and was so happy that I had allowed her to live out one
of those fantasies. She slept with us that night, and had not left until
late on Sunday.

She told me she loved me before she left, and I said it back. I did not
know if I truly meant it or not, but I had grown strong feelings for her.

***

My morning classes went by quickly. I could not wait to get the Miss
Vickers' class. I wondered what she would be wearing. I wondered what she
would do when she saw me. I wondered how we would get through class
together.

When I walked into English class, Miss Vickers was bending over her desk
with her back to me. Her butt looked amazing covered in her short skirt,
but I knew it looked even better underneath. I was able to get to my desk
and sit down before she saw me. When she looked up, though, and noticed I
was there, she let out an audible gasp.

I did my best to act normal during class. I could not help but stare at her
and check her body out as she taught, but that was what I usually did
anyway, so it was not much different. Miss Vickers, though, seemed to have
a hard time. She looked at me a lot during class. At times, as she was
teaching, she would see me looking at her and fumble her words.

As class went on, Miss Vickers sat on a stool in the front of the room. I
loved when she would do this, especially when she was wearing a skirt,
because I could sometimes almost see up it. Today, though, her skirt was
very short, and I did not need to worry about almost seeing up it because
on more than one occasion she deliberately spread her legs and showed me
her crotch. "I hope no one else is looking at her" I said to myself.

As the bell rang to end class, Miss Vickers asked me to wait for a minute
before leaving. I let all the other students leave the classroom and met
Miss Vickers at her desk. She was sitting in her chair and I stood next to
her.

"It is going to be difficult to teach the rest of the year with you in my
class" she said to me.

I reached down and began to rub her breast through her shirt, causing her
to gasp then moan loudly.

"It's going to be hard for me too" I said. I took her hand on placed it on
my crotch where my dick was rock hard. I made sure to emphasis the word
`hard'.

My teacher rubbed my dick a little bit. "Just promise me you won't tell
anyone" she said.

"Of course not" I replied. "As long as you don't tell anyone about me and
mom."

"Never" Miss Vickers said.

With a final squeeze of her big tit, I left her classroom, going off to
lunch. As I left I noticed Miss Vickers push herself toward her desk, her
hands nowhere to be seen. I had a feeling I knew what she was going to do
on her lunch break.

When I got to the lunch room, a few minutes later than usual, I found my
friends at our usual table, but there was something weird. I usually sat
next to Ryan, while Jessica usually sat next to Kelli across from us. When
I got to the table, though, Ryan and Jessica were sitting next to each
other, with Kelli across from them. I sat next to Kelli.

"What is going on?" I asked. I noticed that Ryan and Jessica were very
close to each other.

The other three looked at each other and finally Jessica turned to me and
said "We are going out!"

I was confused and probably visibly shocked. I had no idea this had
happened. It was a surprise to me. Jessica then asked Ryan to walk with her
to the bathroom, and they went off together.

"When did that happen? How did that happen?" I asked Kelli after they were
gone.

"I don't know" Kelli said. "Ryan has liked Jessica for a while, but was
always too shy to say or do anything about it. Something must have happened
recently to give him a boost of confidence."

I suddenly realized where that boost came from, and I now knew what Ryan
had meant when we talked during gym class. "Fucking an adult woman like my
mom will give you confidence, I guess" I thought to myself.

"I thought you said Jessica liked me?" I asked Kelli.

Kelli looked at me and said "Well I guess she liked him too, and he beat
you to her."

"I never said I wanted to get to her first" I said. "Or at all."

"What do you mean?" Kelli asked me.

"She's not really my type" I said to her. "I guess I never really liked her
that way."

"Oh, so what is your type?" Kelli asked me.

Just then Ryan and Jessica came back, holding hands.

"What are you guys talking about?" Jessica asked.

"What type of girl Parker likes" Kelli answered her.

"OHH COOL!" Jessica said. "What kind?" she asked.

I was getting embarrassed. "I don't know" I said.

"I know" Ryan said.

My heart stopped beating. "PLESE DON'T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT MY MOM!" I was
screaming at him in my head.

"Who?" Kelli asked him.

"He likes more mature looking girls" Ryan said.

"Oh?" Kelli asked.

"Yeah," Ryan said, "kinda like you."

I was sweating. I could not believe we were having this conversation. I
wanted to run away. I was wishing the bell would ring already.

Kelli turned to me. She looked me in the eyes. "You like girls like me?"
she asked.

"Ummm yeah, I guess" I said.

"Wait," she said. "do you LIKE me?"

I thought for a moment and suddenly the bell rang. I got up, saying I
needed to get to class, and ran off. I was glad I did not have to answer
Kelli. I was so embarrassed.

I had no idea why I was so embarrassed, though. Ryan had obviously gotten a
boost of confidence after having sex with my mom, and I had not only been
with her, but with Miss Vickers, too. "Why can't I just tell Kelli how I
feel about her?" I asked myself.

I stopped by the front office and asked my mom the same question moments
later after making sure there was no one else in the office.

"Do you like her?" she asked me.

"Yes" I replied.

"Then tell her" Mom said. "You don't have to worry about upsetting
Jessica. Ryan obviously wasn't worried about upsetting you."

"I guess" I said.

"Besides," Mom said, "you're never going to be able to fuck her unless you
ask her out."

"MOM!!" I said.

"Well you want to, don't you?" my mom asked.

"Well yeah, but..." I said.

My mother interrupted me and said "And you already got to see her
naked. She has a really hot body, doesn't she?"

"MOM!!!" I yelled again.

Another teacher came into the office, so I knew I had to leave. I could not
believe what my mom had said.

"Oh, by the way," she said as I was leaving, "I have a meeting after
school, so you'll have to ride the bus home."

I left and headed to my next class. I was half way there when I realized
that riding the bus meant I would have to see, and talk to, Kelli again,
and I knew she was going to want an answer to her question.

I rushed to the bus after school. I hoped to get there before Kelli and
hope that someone sat with me before she did. I was not so lucky. As soon
as Kelli got on the bus she sat right next to me.

"Why are you on the bus?" Kelli asked me.

"My mom has a meeting or something" I said, trying not to have a
conversation with her.

"Oh awesome" Kelli said. "Jess isn't on the bus today. I was thinking I
wouldn't have anyone to talk to."

"Oh great, and that means I have to talk to her" I thought to
myself. Thankfully, though, for the first few miles of the trip, we did not
talk about anything interesting.

Suddenly, though, Kelli turned to me and asked "So you like how I look?"

I swallowed hard, knowing this was coming. "I guess" I said.

"What do you mean `you guess'?" she asked. "Either you do or you don't."

"I do" I finally said.

"So you do like me?" Kelli asked.

"I didn't say that" I replied.

"So you don't like me?" she said, quickly.

I swallowed hard again. "I didn't say that either" I replied.

"God, you are so frustrating!" Kelli said. "Whatever" she said and turned
away from me.

I knew this was my chance. If I wanted her, I had to take her right then,
or never at all. And I did want her. "Yes" I said.

"Yes what?" Kelli asked, turning back to me.

"Yes. I like you" I replied. "I have, for a long time."

"Are you serious?" Kelli asked, looking me in the eyes.

"Yes" I said.

"Why didn't you ever say anything?" she asked.

"I was too afraid" I said. "And you said Jess liked me so I didn't want to
cause a fight."

"Well" Kelli said, "Jess is with Ryan now, though"

"I know" I said.

"Soooo, what now?" Kelli asked. We pulled up to her bus stop.

"I don't know" I said.

"Call me tonight" Kelli said as she got off the bus.

"I will" I promised.

Later that evening, my mom brought home a pizza for supper since she was so
late. We sat down to eat and she apologized for me having to ride the bus.

"It's okay" I said. "I got to talk to Kelli."

"OH REALLY?!?" Mom said, very excited.

"Yeah, I told her I liked her" I said.

"Ohh so are you going to date her?" Mom asked.

"I don't know" I said. "She had to get off the bus right after I told
her. What if she doesn't like me? I'm afraid. I told her I would call her
tonight."

"Are you serious?" Mom asked. "How can you still be afraid? You have had
sex with both me and your teacher."

"I don't know" I said.

"Baby," Mom began, "You are cute, sex, handsome, a fantastic lover, and a
charming young man. Any girl would be happy to have you. You need to ask
her out when you talk to her."

"Do you think she'll say yes?" I asked.

"Yes I do" my mom said. She then lifted her skirt and put my hand on her
moist pussy. "See how wet you make me? I bet you make her just as wet."

The idea of Kelli getting wet thinking about me got me really excited. I
started thinking about her, and her body, and her getting naked and wet,
and I started getting hard.

"Why don't I do something to give you a confidence boost before you call
her?" mom said. Before I could answer, she was pulling my pants down. She
got to her knees and sucked my hardening dick into her mouth, and sloppily
began sucking me.

She blew me for a few minutes, making me hard and wet. Then she got up and
sat across my lap. She reached down and guided my dick into her. She rode
me up and down. I looked up at her and she smiled at me. She put her hand
over my eyes.

"Pretend I'm Kelli" she said. "Ohh Parker, your cock is so big in my little
pussy" she said.

I imagined that she was Kelli. That it was my sexy friend riding me. It
felt really good. Soon I was cumming deep inside her.

My mom got off of me and I went to my room to call Kelli, with confidence
and visions of her riding my dick in my head.

I called her house and on the third ring she picked up. "Hello" she said.

"Hi Kelli" I replied.

"Oh hey, I didn't know if you were going to call or not" she said.

"Why?" I asked.

"I don't know, I just wasn't sure if you would" Kelli replied.

"Well I did" I said.

"Yes you did" Kelli said. "Sooooo..."

I thought about her. I thought about Ryan asking Jessica out. I thought
about my mom riding me. I thought about having sex with Miss Vickers. I
felt confident. "Will you be my girlfriend?" I asked.

"No" Kelli responded.

My heart stopped. "I um. I just thought that..." I began.

"I'm just messin'" Kelli said. "I would love to be. God, I thought you
would never ask."

"REALLY?! I said.

"Yes" Kelli said, laughing.

Kelli and I spent the next couple hours talking on the phone. We got to
know each other better. She told me about her family and I told her about
mine. It was really great talking to her. It was really great having a
girlfriend.

After a long time, Kelli had to get off the phone. I told her I could not
wait to see her in school the next day, and she said the same.

After getting off the phone, my mom came into my room.

"Well?" she asked.

"I asked her out" I said. "AND SHE SAID YES!!"

"Oh I'm so proud" Mom said. "My little boy has his first girlfriend."

"Jeeze Mom" I said.

When I got to school the next morning I found Kelli standing with Ryan and
Jessica in our usual spot. I really did not know how to act around Kelli,
but I went and stood next to her.

"Umm, what is going on?" Jessica asked, noticing that something was
different.

"You didn't tell her?" I asked Kelli.

"Nope" Kelli said.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Tell me what?" Jessica asked.

"You tell her" Kelli told me.

"We are going out" I said.

"WHAT?! OMG! Since when?" Jessica asked, excited.

"Last night" Kelli responded.

"OMG that's so cool!" Jessica said.

"Awesome" Ryan said to me.

"So is that why you got all dressed up today?" Jessica asked Kelli.

I looked at Kelli. She was dressed a bit odd for her. She was wearing a
short skirt with knee high socks and a tight, bright colored shirt. She
looked really good.

"Um, I don't know" Kelli said. "I just got dressed." She laughed.

It was time to go to our classes. Kelli turned to me and asked "Walk me to
my class?"

"Sure" I said, and we headed down the hall together.

As we were walking I reached out and took Kelli's hand. I wrapped my
fingers around hers and held it as we walked. Kelli looked at me and
smiled.

As we got closer to Kelli's class, I looked at her and said "You do look
really nice, today, whether you wore it for me or not."

"You really like it?" she asked.

We got to her class and she stopped and turned toward me.

"Oh yes" I said. I looked her up and down. I stared at her cleavage a
moment too long.

"You really do like how I look, don't you?" Kelli asked.

I knew I had to get to class, but I really wanted to talk to my
girlfriend. "Yes, I do. Why?" I asked.

"I don't know" Kelli said. "People always made fun of me, said I was fat. I
didn't think anyone would ever like me. I guess I didn't believe that you
really did."

"Well I do" I said confidently.

"I believe you" Kelli said. "It's just one reason why I am falling for
you."

"I really have to get to class" I said. "I can't wait to see you again." We
said good bye, and I ran to my class.

***

I was standing in the hall as I watched Parker run by. I do not know if he
even saw me, but I sure saw him with his girlfriend. I was so proud of him,
and he looked so happy. I looked at Kelli too, she looked very sexy. I knew
that she would make my son very happy.

Throughout the rest of that week I saw Parker and Kelli together in school
a lot. They were getting closer and closer. I stopped driving Parker home
from school so he could spend more time with his girlfriend.

I told Parker to ask Kelli out on a date for that weekend and I would treat
them. They set up a date for that Saturday. I was really excited for them.

"You two can come back to the house after if you want." I told him. "I will
give you two privacy" I said to him with a wink.

"Gosh, mom" he said to me, "I don't know if she would even want to do
anything. I don't know if she has ever done anything."

On Thursday, I ran into Jen in the hall after school was over. I had not
seen her very much since the weekend with my son, and I really missed
her. I asked if she would like to come to the house for a little while that
evening and she quickly accepted.

When we arrived at the house, we went in and found Parker waiting on us. He
was surprised to see Jen, but they kissed each other passionately.

"Why don't you ride home with your mom?" she asked him.

"So he can ride the bus with his girlfriend" I responded.

"Oh we have a girlfriend?!" Jen asked excitedly. "Who is it?"

"Kelli" Parker replied.

"Oh she's a cutie" Jen said. "Nice tits"

"Yeah" Parker said.

"Not as nice as yours" I said to Jen, feeling her up.

"Or yours" she said, touching mine.

She and I began kissing. I felt her tongue dart in and out of my mouth. I
was able to look over at my son, who stood closely by, watching us. I could
tell he was not sure whether to join in or just stand back and enjoy the
show.

After several moments, though, Jen broke our kiss. She turned to Parker and
said to him "I've been thinking about you every day in class." She walked
over to him and placed her hands on his shoulders.

"I've been thinking about you, too" my son replied. "I've been enjoying
watching you too."

"So you have been watching?" Jen said. "Good."

"Oh yeah" Parker said as his teacher walked over to him.

"Watching what?" I asked. I was confused as to what they were talking
about.

"You tell her" Jen said to Parker.

"Miss Vickers has been flashing me in class" my son said.

I walked over and joined the two of them. "Is that so?" I asked.

"Yes" Parker replied. "She has been spreading her legs and letting me look
at her crotch.

"Oh that is so very naughty" I said and lightly spanked Jen on the butt.

Jen moaned softly, and then said "I can't help it. I'm a bad girl."

"Yes you are" I said to her, spanking her again, this time a little
harder. She moaned again. "I think maybe you deserve a spanking."

"You might be right" Jen replied.

All this time Jen and I were running our hands all over Parker. He, in
turn, was touching both of us. We all knew where this was going, so I took
Parker's hand and began pulling him toward the steps. Jen took his other
hand, and we led my son to my bedroom.

Once we were in my room we began touching and kissing each other more
heavily. Soon we were taking each other's clothes off, tossing them into a
pile on the floor. Within moments we were all naked.

Jen and I then pushed Parker back on the bed. He laid on his back, his cock
sticking straight up in the air. Jen and I took places on either side of
him and both leaned down together and began kissing his manhood.

***

The feeling of having two women kissing and licking my dick at the same
time was amazing. Looking down and seeing that one of them was my English
teacher and the other was my own mother was even better. I leaned back,
enjoying the feelings they were giving me.

They took turns licking me. One would lick the head while the other would
suck on my balls, and then they would switch. Finally, though, my mom
looked at Miss Vickers and nodded her head slightly. My mom then moved
away. Miss Vickers took my dick into her mouth.

She started sucking me. She took it all into her mouth then slowly pulled
it out again. She felt really good and I was loving it. My mom came up and
kissed me. We made out for a few moments, then she started kissing my neck
and my chest.

The pleasure of two women was too much for me to last very long. I started
to groan loudly and move about. Miss Vickers took me deep into her mouth
and then very slowly pulled me out. She held just the head of my dick in
her mouth as I shot my load into her. She moaned and hummed as I squirted
into her mouth.

After I was done, Miss Vickers popped the head out of her lips. She knelt
up and moved to my mom. I did not know what she was doing, but she pulled
Mom close and they began kissing. Their kiss was very sloppy and wet, and
when a glob of fluid fell down and landed on my chest I realized that Miss
Vickers had kept my cum in her mouth, and then shared it with my mom in a
passionate French kiss. It was incredibly sexy.

After they had finally broke their kiss and each swallowed their share of
my cum, Miss Vickers looked down and noticed the glob that had fallen onto
my chest. She leaned down and licked it off. In doing this, she had stuck
her butt up into the air. Mom had moved around behind her and was gently
rubbing the globes of her bottom.

"Well, Baby," my mom said to me, "don't you think she deserves a spanking?"

"I think she does" I replied, expecting to see my mom spank her again.

"Well go ahead then" my mom said to me.

"Me?" I asked.

"OOHH yes. Please do it Parker" Miss Vickers said.

I shrugged my shoulders. I got up onto my knees and moved next to my
teacher. She looked really nice on her hands and knees with her butt
sticking up in the air. I started to touch her, feeling the smooth flesh of
her ass.

I did not really know what I was doing. I had not been involved in a
spanking in many years, and had never been the one doing the spanking. I
pulled my hand back a little and lightly slapped my teachers butt.

Miss Vickers moaned very lightly. "Now, is that how I used to spank you
when you were bad?" my mom asked me.

"No" I said.

"Well...?" Mom said.

I pulled back further and slapped Miss Vickers butt again, harder this
time. She moaned louder. I spanked her again, even harder. This time Miss
Vickers let out a yelp before moaning and groaning. I did it again and
again, her butt beginning to turn red.

Miss Vickers seemed to really be enjoying it, though. She was moaning and
groaning with each slap. She was getting very loud and nearly starting to
scream out, not in pain, but in pleasure.

After I had been doing it for a little bit, my mom stopped me and said "I
think that's good. Now, do you think maybe you should kiss it and make it
feel better?"

"Yes" I said and my mom motioned for me to do it. I leaned down and kissed
Miss Vickers' butt cheek right on the bright red handprint I had given
her. Mom leaned down and kissed her other cheek.

My mom kept kissing though. Then she started licking Miss Vickers. My
teacher was starting to moan. With the way she was laying, with her head
down and her butt sticking up, her cheeks had parted and I could see her
butt hole. Suddenly, my mom moved over and started licking her hole.

I was surprised. I had never seen anything like it before. I would have
thought it was dirty and no one would do that sort of thing, but as I
watched my mom's tongue slide up and down Miss Vickers' crack, and then
flick her hole, I found it very erotic and sexy.

As my mom's tongue started making out with Miss Vickers' hole, my teacher
was really moaning. She was groaning and panting as my mom moved away from
her. She looked at me, and then at Miss Vickers' butt. She nodded her
head. I knew what she wanted me to do.

I hesitated for a moment. I had never considered doing something so
naughty. But it was that naughtiness, that perverseness, that had made
everything I had done up to that point so much fun. I know that everything
I had done over the last few weeks was bad, naughty, and disgusting, but I
had loved every minute of it, and I knew I would love this too. So I dove
in.

I started licking her crack, just like my mom had done. Then I stopped on
her hole. Mom had made it wet with her saliva and I added more of my
own. Miss Vickers moaned again as my tongue touched her. I had not seen my
mom do it, but I began wondering what it would be like to lick inside her
butt. I knew, now, that women enjoyed when I `tongue fucked' their pussy,
so maybe Miss Vickers would like me to do her butt. She seemed to be
enjoying it on the outside. So I tried to stick my tongue inside.

It was really tight. I did not expect it to be so hard to open up. I only
got a little bit of my tongue in when Miss Vickers nearly screamed out.

"What is wrong, lover?" my mom said to her.

"Parker is... oh God..." she moaned out as I flicked my tongue deeper into
her. "Your son is sticking his tongue in my ass!"

"Mmm he sure is" my mom said. "Is that a problem?" She used her hands to
spread Miss Vickers' butt cheeks apart, making it easier for me to get even
deeper. Her butt hole had a funny taste, but it was not as bad as I
expected it to be.

"Fuck, no" my teacher screamed out. I could tell she was really enjoying
it. She was moaning and panting a lot, and shaking all over.

My mom reached her hand down underneath Miss Vickers and touched her
pussy. "Wow, you are wet" she said.

"Mmmm that's what spanking and anal stuff does to me" Miss Vickers replied.

"So you do like it up the butt, do you?" my mom asked.

"Oh yes" Miss Vickers replied.

My mom then told me to stop licking. I pulled my tongue from my teachers
butt and knelt back. Her hole was now very wet and opened up slightly. I
liked how it looked. She was still moaning and panting.

"Baby," my mom said to me, "I think Miss Vickers would like it if you
fucked her in the ass."

I was surprised. "Could I really put my dick in her butt?" I
thought. "Should I?" I got up and moved toward her. She looked back at me
over her shoulder and moaned. Mom took a hold of my dick and started
guiding it toward Miss Vickers butt.

The tip of it touched her hole. She gasped. Mom put her hand on my butt and
started pushing. Together, we were able to get the head of my dick to go
into Miss Vickers butt. It was super tight and really warm.

I kept pushing, getting more and more of me into her. I think my teacher
came as soon as I entered her, but had not stopped moaning and groaning. I
got most of my shaft into her, but I knew I was not just supposed to go
into her, I was supposed to fuck her.

I pulled out slowly, and then went back in, just to make sure I could fit
in her very tight hole. Mom reached into her side table and pulled out a
tube. She put some cream on my shaft as I pulled it out and I worked it
into Miss Vickers' butt as I went in again. After a little more of the lube
I was able to move in and out freely.

I began going faster. Miss Vickers seemed to love it. Then I went harder,
and she seemed to like that too. At first I was afraid of hurting her, but
she seemed to like it, so I kept going harder and faster. It felt really
good. Different than a pussy, tighter and naughtier, and I loved it. It
felt so good; I knew I would not last long.

Mom reached under us and started playing with Miss Vickers' pussy as I
fucked her ass. I started to groan, and she started to scream. I thrust one
more time as she shook with a powerful orgasm. I shot into her butt, my
cream filling her up.

I slowly pulled myself out of my teacher's butt. She fell forward onto the
bed, not moving. I sat backward, my dick covered in my cream and
lubricant. We were both out of breath.

My mom looked at the two of us and said "Wow."

After we laid there for a little bit, Miss Vickers and me catching our
breath, Mom got up from the bed. She must have noticed the goo on my dick
and the similar mess that was leaking out of my teacher's butt hole.

"Why don't the two of you go get in the shower to clean off while I go
start fixing us something for supper" my mom said.

"Sounds good" Miss Vickers said, slowly getting up from the bed. I got up
too and followed her to the bathroom. I turned the water on, making sure
that it was nice and warm. Miss Vickers stood for a moment, just looking at
me. I looked back at her and smiled, not sure what she was doing.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"I'm fine" she replied. "Better than fine, actually. I'm amazing. I just
can't believe this is really happening to me. I can't believe that I am
about to take a shower with one of my students. I can't believe I just had
sex with a student." She hugged me in her arms and kissed me on the
lips. "Thank you" she said, and before I could ask her what for, she said
"Thank you for making one of my biggest fantasies come true."

Miss Vickers let go of me and I stepped into the shower. I turned and held
her hand as she stepped in. I was closer to the shower head. I turned to
face Miss Vickers as the water poured over my back and onto her. She spun
around, making sure to wet her body. I did the same.

"The soap is there behind you" I told her, pointing to the ledge on the
back wall. She turned and grabbed the bottle. She poured some into her
hands and started to wash me. Her hands rubbed over my chest and then
downward. She grasped my dick, which was hard again, and stroked it a few
times. She then washed my balls. It all felt really good.

"My turn" she said. She handed me the bottle. I poured some out and began
washing her. She seemed to enjoy it when I washed her boobs. She spread her
legs, putting one up on the edge of the tub, so I could wash her pussy. I
used my hand to rub along her slit to wash her, and then she put her foot
back down. She turned around, facing away from me, and leaned forward
against the wall. She spread her legs as much as she could. I knew what she
wanted.

I poured out some more soap into my hands and started washing her butt. I
started with her cheeks, squeezing each in a hand. Then I started sliding
my fingers down her crack. She moaned again and my fingers found her
hole. I started gently soaping it with my finger.

"Make sure I'm really clean" she told me. I kept rubbing, and my finger
slipped inside. I pushed further, feeling inside her butt as I cleaned
her. I fingered her for a few moments, and then, deciding we were both
clean, we got out of the shower. We helped each other dry off then went
down stairs, naked, to find my mom.

***

After a little while I heard Parker and Jen come down the steps. I looked
at them as they came into the kitchen. They were both completely naked and
Jen's hair was wet. I was excited that they had both decided to remain
nude, because I had made the same choice.

We all sat at the table and I served our supper. We ate together, talking
and laughing and occasionally fondling each other. Once we had all finished
eating, Parker helped clean up.

Jen looked at me and said "You know, Parker and I had a lot of fun
earlier. I think it's your turn."

Parker agreed and I thought it sounded like a good idea myself, so we all
went back to my bed room. Parker and Jen laid me down and started kissing
me. Soon they were both moving down my body.

They had me roll onto my side as they neared my crotch. Jen was in front of
me and I spread my legs for her to lick my cunt. Parker was behind me, and
he began licking my ass. It felt amazing having two tongues exploring my
holes.

After a few wonderful minutes of oral pleasure, Parker moved up and started
rubbing his hard cock on me. He soon found my butt hole and began to push
as Jen still licked my clit. Parker entered me and began to slowly fuck my
ass. I was never really very interested in anal sex, but having my own son
do it to me was very exciting.

After a little bit, though, I wanted him in my other hole. "Fuck Mommy's
cunt" I moaned to him as he fucked me.

He pulled his dick out of my butt hole, moved forward a little, and Jen
helped guide him into my cunt from behind. Soon he was back in rhythm,
fucking my wet pussy. Jen went back to licking my clit as my son fucked me
from behind. It was amazing feeling two of my lovers pleasuring me at the
same time. Parker kept pumping, but he did not last long, and neither did
I. My son and I both came very hard, and the three of us fell into a heap
on my bed.

After we all recovered, Jen got dressed and said good bye to us. Parker and
I walked her out, both giving her passionate kisses as she touched our
still naked bodies.

It was, after all, still a school night, so Parker and I got ready to go to
bed shortly after. As we climbed into my bed together, he kissed me and I
kissed him back.

"I had a lot of fun today" he said to me.

"I did too, Baby" I replied to him, remembering all that we had done and
how naughty it all was.

"It's really neat doing it in the butt" Parker blurted out.

"Oh you enjoyed that?" I asked him.

"Yes!" he said, excitedly. "It was really cool. Do you like it?" he asked.

"It's okay" I said. "It's not my favorite, but I do like it from time to
time."

"What, um, what does it feel like?" my son asked me. "Does it, like, feel
different from your cunt?"

At the moment, I was struck by the situation I was in. Hearing my son say
the word `cunt' opened up a flood of pure ecstasy inside me. Here I was,
laying in bed, naked, with my own son. We were discussing the sex we had
had earlier that day, and he had just used the word `cunt'. I should have
been mad. A normal mother would have washed her 12 year old's mouth out
with soap for using such language, but I was no longer a normal
mother. Instead of making me upset, it made me hornier. It was one of those
moments I had been having over and over since we started our love affair
when I realized just how naughty and perverted I truly was, and I loved it.

"Yes, it feels very different" I replied to him.

"Like, different how?" he asked.

"You are really interested in this, aren't you?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I guess" he said. "It just felt really good on my end."

"Well" I said to my son, "there is a way you can find out what it's like on
the other end."

Parker looked at me, confused. "What do you mean?" he asked.

"Why don't you invite Ryan over for a sleep over this Friday and you can
get him to show you exactly how it feels to be on the other end?" I said.

"You mean let him fuck me?" Parker asked.

"Sure" I said. "Why not?"

"I don't know" he said.

"And then you can do him, and then you can both do me" I added.

"I like the sound of that" Parker said,

***

I cuddled up with my mom that night as we went to sleep. I felt my dick
rubbing against her butt. It felt really good, but I knew we needed to
sleep and there would be time for sex later. I kept thinking about that
coming weekend.

At school the next day, I would ask Ryan if he wanted to sleep over on
Friday. After our last sleep over, I knew he would say yes. I also knew
that if sex with Mom was involved, he would be up for anything, including
doing my butt.  That would be the start of a very exciting weekend.

I would have sex with my mom and Ryan on Friday night, and then have my
first date with Kelli on Saturday. I was really looking forward to it. I
was nervous, though.

When I got to school the next day, I quickly found Ryan. We talked for a
few moments, and then I said softly "You wanna come sleep over at my house
Friday night?"

"I guess" Ryan said. He then looked around to make sure no one was
listening to us. He got very quiet and said "Will your mom be there?"

"Yeah, where else would she be?" I asked.

"I don't know, man" Ryan said. "I mean will she... you know... sleep over
with us?"

"Oh yeah!" I said. "She's looking forward to it."

"Awesome, man" Ryan said, getting an excited look on his face.

"She's got some new things to show you, too" I added.

That Friday, Ryan was going to ride home with Mom and me after school. He
had asked for permission to sleep over and had brought a small overnight
bag to school with him. I made sure to see Kelli at the end of the day to
tell her how excited I was for our date the next day. She told me she could
not wait either. Then I found Ryan and we met my mom at the car.

I got into the front passenger seat, Ryan got into the back, and then Mom
got behind the wheel. She turned around and looked at Ryan and smiled at
him.

"Hi Ryan, how are you?" she asked.

"I'm good, Ma'am. How are you?" Ryan replied.

"I'm doing okay" Mom said to him. "I'm worn out from work, though. I can't
wait to get home and get out of these clothes" she said as she turned back
around and turned the engine on. I turned and look at Ryan and we smiled at
each other, knowing that we could not wait either.

When we got to the house, Mom walked over toward the stairs. She told Ryan
and me to take our bags up to my bedroom and she started up. Ryan went to
the stairs behind her, with me following. Ryan and I could both see up my
mom's short skirt as we followed her up the steps. She went to her bedroom
when we reached the top, and Ryan and I went to mine.

***

I could not believe how excited I was. I felt like a little kid, unable to
control myself. I knew that this evening I was going to be having sex with
the boys, and I had all night to do it, but I did not want to wait. I
wanted them, and I wanted them right away. I went to my bedroom as the boys
took their things to Parker's. I quickly pulled off my shirt and skirt,
then my bra and panties. I was totally naked within a minute of getting
home, and laying on my bed, dripping wet, soon after, and then I waited.

"Where are those boys?" I said to myself. I was surprised they weren't
rushing in to join me.

Finally I had waited long enough. "Are you boys coming or not?" I called
out, knowing they would hear me. I heard a bit of rustling from Parker's
room and then the boys walked through my door.

They both saw me, laying naked on my bed. I had my head propped up
slightly, and my legs spread wide. Parker and Ryan looked at me and then at
each other. They both began to strip. Within moments they were as naked as
I was.

Parker climbed onto the bed first, and his friend, Ryan, joined him. They
both crawled up to my head. I kissed my son first, and then I turned and
kissed Ryan just as passionately. The boys wasted no time now, and their
hands began exploring my body.

I felt little hands squeeze my tits and rub my body. I felt little fingers
pinch my nipples and rub my clit. Then I felt little lips kiss my neck and
suck my breasts, one on each side. Parker went down first and started
licking my cunt. My son licked me for a few minutes, and then moved back
up, my little gentleman giving his friend a turn at eating me out. It felt
so good. I was in pure, perverted, ecstasy.

Ryan kept licking me and fingering my wet hole. Parker was sucking my
breast. I began thrashing about as my two little lovers drove me wild,
moaning and calling out to them by name. Soon I was cumming, shaking
violently as the two 12 year old boys got me off.

It took me a little bit to recover. When I looked up, a few minutes later,
Parker had rolled onto his back next to me, his cock sticking straight up
into the air. Ryan was kneeling at the end of the bed, his dick just as
hard. The boys were perfectly positioned for what I planned on doing next.

I sat up and started gently rubbing my son's cock. I then swung my leg over
him, spinning around, and slowly lowered myself down onto him, slipping his
dick into my wet cunt. I rode him up and down a few times, and then I
turned and looked at Ryan over my shoulder.

"You wanna join?" I asked him.

He looked confused. He looked at me and Parker and nodded his head, but he
asked, "Can I?"

"You sure can, baby" I said to him. "Get into my drawer, there" I said,
pointing to my bedside table while still riding up and down on my son, "and
get out the blue tube." Ryan did as I told him while I sat on my son's hard
cock. He came up beside us, holding the lubricant. I leaned as far forward
onto Parker as I could, and stuck my butt into the air as much as I could
while still keeping Parker in my pussy.

"Now put some of that on your cock" I said to Ryan, "and see if you can get
it in my hole." I was shivering with pleasure already, almost cumming from
just the idea of what was about to happen.

Ryan got behind me and squirted some lube onto his dick. He rubbed it in,
coating his member. He looked and I felt his hand on my ass cheek. "You
mean your butt hole?" he asked.

I chuckled. "Yes, honey" I said to him. I felt him take a hold of his dick
and aim it at my crack. I felt the tip touch my hole, and then I felt him
push. He slipped right in, and I could not believe I had two young boy's
cocks inside of me.

I told Ryan to start fucking me, which he did. At the same time I started
moving on Parker's dick again. It took us a few thrusts to work out a good
rhythm, but soon we were all moving in unison. Both boys were moaning in
pure pleasure. I, too, was enjoying it.

Soon, I felt like they were both about to explode. I knew they would not
last long, but they both actually lasted longer than I expected them
to. Ryan came first, thrusting into my butt two times very hard and
squirting his cream up my ass. His forceful thrusts sent me down hard onto
my son, who also erupted, squirting into my cunt. Both boys screamed out as
they came.

"OH GOD!" I also screamed as the sensation of having both of my holes
filled with the cum of the boys at the same time made me orgasm again.

We all collapsed onto the bed. I kissed both boys softly on the lips and
thanked them for being my `special little men'.

"Was that the new thing you wanted to do?" Ryan asked Parker and me.

"Well... um... actually" Parker began saying.

"Why don't we get some supper" I said "and we can do that after we eat."

The boys agreed, saying that sounded like a good idea. We got up from the
bed. The boys put on their t-shirts and underwear. I pulled a tank top out
of my dresser and put it on. It was old and small. It barely covered my
breasts and only came down to just below my waist. We went down stairs and
I called to order a delivery pizza.

***

Ryan, Mom and I relaxed for a little bit while we waited for our pizza to
arrive. Mom said she had picked out a movie for us to watch while we ate,
so we chatted with each other as we waited. Mom asked Ryan how school was
going and how things were going with Jessica.

Soon the doorbell rang. As Ryan and I watched in pure amazement and joy, my
mom got up, answered the door, paid the delivery guy and brought our pizza
inside all while wearing nothing more than her very small tank top
shirt. The look on the delivery guy's face was so cool as he looked at my
mom's boobs in her shirt and her pussy that was sticking out. It was even
better when he finally forced himself to look away and notice Ryan and me
sitting on the couch. His jaw dropped and he swallowed hard. I could see
his dick was getting hard as he wondered just what was going on in our
house.

I got as all sodas while Ryan got plates for us all. Mom put in the movie
she got for us and we all sat down to watch. At first I thought the movie
was going to be a stupid `chick flick' when I saw the title and opening
scene with a young couple at a wedding, but when the couple went to a back
room and started having sex, I realized it was not the type of movie I
originally thought. It ended up not quite being a porno like those my dad
used to have, but there was a lot of sex and nudity and was actually really
good. It made me very horny.

I think it made Ryan horny, too, because almost as soon as it was over and
he helped me cleanup he said "so what is this thing you want to try?"

"Well I can tell you are really excited about it" my mom said. "I'm
actually pretty excited about it too. Parker, why don't you tell your
friend what you want to try?"

I was not exactly sure how to go about telling Ryan what I wanted. I was
really afraid he would think I was gay or something, but I also really
wanted to try it. "Well... I was thinking" I began, "I was talking to Mom
about sex in the butt and how it felt and she said it felt really different
and so I was, like, really wondering and I thought maybe..."

At the point, Ryan interrupted me. "You want me to do you to see how it
feels?" he asked.

"Well, yeah" I said.

"Okay" he replied, "but only if you do me too!"

"Absolutely!" I told him.

"Mmm, this should be fun" my mom said. "Why don't we all go upstairs and
get started?" I realized at that point that the movie must have made my mom
really horny too.

***

The three of us went back up to my bedroom. I was very excited for what was
about to happen. I really wanted to sit back and watch, let the boys
explore each other on their own, and only help out when they needed me. I
hoped that I could get my son and his friend to do more than just fuck each
other. I wanted them to really get into it, and I really wanted to see them
make love.

I pulled off my shirt when we got to my room, and the boys each did the
same with theirs. I could see that both of their cocks were very hard in
their underwear. I got onto the edge of the bed and leaned back, ready to
watch. Parker came and got on the bed next to me.

I kissed my son, but then I said "I am only here to watch, Parker, you
should be over there with Ryan."

He looked at me, then at his friend. He knew I was right, but I could also
tell he was very nervous. Ryan got onto the other end of the bed, and
Parker crawled over toward him. I could tell that neither of them knew what
to do first.

"Start off slow, boys" I said. "Why don't you just kiss first?"

Both boys looked at me. Parker gave me a glare. "I thought we were just
gonna fuck" Ryan said.

"Umm yeah" Parker added.

"No no no," I said. "You can't just stick it in each other's butts and be
done. It'll be much better if you build up to it. If you really want to
know what it is like, you have to experience the whole thing."

Then they looked at each other and shrugged. Ryan made a move first. He
moved toward my son, looking into his eyes. Parker moved forward too, and
they touched their lips together. Then they did it again, this time they
actually kissed.

They kissed again, and again, and then Parker opened his mouth. Ryan opened
his, and I could see the boys' tongues touch. It was incredibly
erotic. They were both very experienced kissers by this point, and I could
tell that they were using their skills on each other. Soon their hands
began moving, holding each other's head or touching the other's body. At
this point I began touching myself. I knew my cunt was incredibly wet, but
I stayed away from there for now, wanting this to last. Watching these two
twelve year old boys make out was one of the most erotic things I had ever
seen.

The boys kept kissing each other, and both seemed to really be enjoying
it. I could tell that touching a boy's body was a new sensation for them,
but they were learning to like it. Finally their kiss ended. Parker moved
lower and kissed Ryan's neck. Ryan gasped. Parker kept kissing lower,
licking his friend's nipples. My fingers were pinching my own.

Parker then moved his hands lower. He touched Ryan's legs, then his
underwear. He put his fingers under the waist band and pulled them down a
little. Ryan helped him and soon Ryan was nude, his cock sprang free and
pointed toward the ceiling. My son touched it.

Parker gently touched Ryan's cock, running his fingers up and down its
shaft. He grasped it and pumped it a few times, knowing just how to do
it. His other hand went back to stroking Ryan's legs. He was looking up at
his friend's face. Ryan was looking back down at Parker.

"Suck it" I said to my son. He looked at me. The look on his face was one
of apprehension mixed with lustful curiosity. By now, I was squeezing my
tits hard and lightly touching my cunt. My obvious enjoyment and
encouragement must have helped my son get over his fear, because his face
changed, he turned back toward Ryan, and began licking his cock.

Parker licked up and down both sides. He seemed to enjoy his first taste of
cock. He made it very wet with his saliva before he went back to the tip
and began taking it into his mouth. I watched Ryan's cock disappear into my
son's mouth, and then reappear again. Soon Parker was sucking his friend
like a pro, his cock sliding in and out of my son's lips.

Parker was looking up at his friend as he gave his first blow job. Ryan was
looking down, but would shut his eyes and throw his head back every few
moments, obviously enjoying the pleasure. Soon, I could tell he was getting
ready to cum. As his moaning increased Parker knew it too. I could tell he
thought about pulling off, but as Ryan's moans peaked, Parker held his
friend's cock in his mouth as it was filled with cum.

Ryan did not cum a lot, and Parker swallowed what he could. Some of it did
leak out and dribble down his chin, but he quickly wiped it off after
removing his friend's penis from his mouth. Both boys looked at each other
and laughed.

I could not believe what I had just watched my son do. I now had two
fingers buried deep into my moist cunt. I knew that things were still just
getting started, but I could not resist any longer. The scene was just too
erotic.

"Dude that was great" Ryan said to Parker.

"Thanks" my son replied.

"I didn't think you were gonna take it in your mouth" Ryan
said. "How... um... how does it taste?"

"Not bad actually" Parker said. "You wanna try?"

"Yeah!" Ryan replied. I don't think he wanted it to come out sounding as
excited as it did.

Parker leaned back and spread his legs. Ryan crawled between them and
looked at Parker's cock. He mimicked his friend's actions from earlier and
licked it all over. Soon he had it in his mouth and was bobbing up and
down. I had my first orgasm. I kept fingering myself, though, knowing there
would several more to come.

***

I heard my mom moan out loudly as she came. She had been watching Ryan and
me and playing with herself for a while. I did not pay much attention to
her though. I could not believe what I had just done. I had just sucked off
my best friend. It was an interesting experience, and I actually really
liked it. His cum did not taste like I had expected, and it did surprise me
when it shot out, but I really liked it.

Now that same friend was sucking me off and it felt amazing. I could tell
he really did not know what he was doing, but it still felt really good,
and somehow knowing that it was Ryan doing it made it feel even better.

As Ryan was sucking me, his hands were moving up and down my legs. He
pushed up on the back of my knees, so that my feet were flat on the bed and
my knees were bent and up in the air. Then his hands moved down the back of
my thighs and touched my butt.

He rubbed my cheeks a little bit, and then squeezed them. Then his fingers
went to my crack and he started touching my hole. It felt so good.

Ryan took my dick out of his mouth and started licking my balls. He sucked
on one and then let it go. He kept licking lower, though, and I pulled my
legs up to give him better access. He licked my cheeks and then suddenly
his tongue was on my hole. It sent sensations of electricity through my
body. I had never felt anything like it. Ryan kept licking my butt hole and
stuck his tongue inside a little. I was moaning and panting like crazy.

Ryan, then, moved away from my butt. It had felt so good and I was sad when
he stopped, but when he took my dick back into his mouth, it felt good,
too. Then when he kept my legs up and slipped his finger into my butt it
felt even better. I had never felt anything like it before. It made me feel
full and tingly inside. This new sensation mixed with Ryan sucking my dick,
made me cum.

Without much warning I started squirting into Ryan's mouth. I felt bad for
a moment, because I did not really give him a chance to decide if he wanted
in his mouth or not, but he started moaning and swallowing it, so I think
he liked it. He had said earlier that he wanted to try, after all.

After he swallowed all of my cum, Ryan pulled his finger out of my butt. He
smiled at me and I smiled back.

"Shit, man, than was amazing" I said.

"Thank dude" he said. I started to lower my legs back down when he stopped
me. "Stay just like that" he said.

Ryan grabbed the tube of lube that he had use earlier. I knew what he was
going to do and I was really excited. He put some on his dick and put some
on me too. He got onto his knees and came over to me. I held my legs back
and he lined up his dick with my hole. I relaxed as much as I could as I
felt the tip of his dick try to enter me.

He pushed and I pulled my butt cheeks apart, and slowly I felt Ryan's dick
slide into my butt. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. It was
amazing. It felt like taking a dump, but in reverse, and felt wonderful. I
looked up at Ryan and he looked down at me, both of us amazed at what we
were doing. We both looked back down as he began to pull out and push in
again.

Soon Ryan was really fucking me. I loved that sensation of his dick going
in and out of me. My dick was still hard, and I stroked it a little. Ryan
and I were both nearly screaming out in pleasure.

I felt Ryan's body shake. He groaned and pushed deep into me. He was
cumming. I felt his dick twitch inside of me, and then I felt him squirt
into my butt. He did not cum a lot, after having just cum a few minutes
before, but I did feel his liquid and I loved the feeling.

After he was done, Ryan pulled out of me. His dick had gone soft, and he
looked exhausted. He laid back on the bed. I let my legs down, also out of
breath. I could feel his cum leaking out my butt.

"Well, now that you know, how did it feel?" my mom asked.

I had honestly forgotten she was there. I had been so focused on Ryan. I
looked at her and she was still rubbing her pussy.

"Now I know, and it felt awesome!" I said.

"Did it really?" Ryan asked.

"Hell yeah, dude" I replied. "Like nothing I've felt before, but definitely
something I want to feel again."

"Cool dude" Ryan said. "I wanna try it too, but in a minute. I need to rest
for a second."

"That's fine, man" I said. I crawled over to him and laid next to him. He
turned and looked at me, and I looked at him. We came together and
kissed. He and I had just shared our first kiss a few minutes ago, and now
we were kissing each other's lips again. He was a good kisser, and the idea
of kissing my best guy friend felt very erotic to me. After a few minutes
of kissing, though, we were both ready to go.

"Roll over" I said to Ryan. He did and got on his hands and knees.

I got behind him and started touching his butt. He leaned his head down,
sticking his butt in the air more. I leaned down and started to lick him.

***

I just gave myself my fourth orgasm. Or maybe it was five. I had lost
count. All I knew was that watching those boys was one of the most erotic
things I had ever experienced. I kept stroking my clit as I watched Parker
get ready to fuck his friend. He rimmed Ryan's ass for a few moments,
getting him ready. Then he reached for the lube.

He put some on Ryan's hole and used his fingers to push it inside. Ryan was
moaning as my son's fingers penetrated his ass. Parker fingered his
friend's little hole while he put some lube on his own cock with his other
hand.

I watched, then, as Parker pulled his fingers away and got behind Ryan. He
lined up his cock with Ryan's hole and took a hold of his hips. Parker
pulled Ryan back as he moved forward and slipped inside his ass hole. Both
boys let out loud moans as Parker went all the way in. Ryan screamed a
little.

"Are you okay?" Parker asked.

"Yeah, man. Fuck me!" Ryan replied.

My son did not need be told twice. He grabbed Ryan's hips again and began
pulling in and out of him. Ryan began moving backward and soon they were
fucking hard and long. Both boys were moaning and sweating with passion. I
gave myself one final massive orgasm as I watched my son fuck his friend's
ass.

Parker groaned loudly as he thrust into Ryan's ass. He held tight. I saw
his muscles tense and he groaned again as he filled Ryan with his cum. He
held it inside for a few moments before pulling out and falling
backward. Ryan collapsed forward, my son's cum leaking out of his ass hole.

We were all exhausted. We curled up together in my bed and fell asleep
holding each other.

***

I woke up the next morning in my mom's bed with Ryan. Mom was not there,
but I could smell bacon being cooked, so I knew she was down stairs making
breakfast. I looked over at Ryan. He was already awake and was watching me.

"Morning, dude" he said.

"Good morning" I replied. We were both still naked. I looked at his body. I
could not believe the things I had done to him, the things we did together,
the night before.

He noticed me looking. "So, like, what happens now?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" I replied.

"I don't know, like, I'm not gay or anything. You and me aren't like
together now are we?" he asked.

"No, man, we aren't like dating. You're dating Jessica, I'm with Kelli,
remember?" I said.

"Well, yeah" he replied.

"So this is just for fun" I said and I kissed him and rubbed his
dick. "Like, with Mom" I continued, "we both have had sex with her, and
it's just for fun. It's not like I'm dating my own mom or anything."

"Yeah, I guess you're right" he said. "I get it now."

"Good" I said.

"So that means we can keep doing it sometimes?" Ryan asked.

"Absolutely" I replied. "But first, let's go have breakfast."

Ryan and I went down for breakfast with my mom. My mention of Kelli had
reminded me of my date with her that day. As much as I would have enjoyed
spending that day playing with Ryan and my mom, I needed to get ready for
my date, so after we finished breakfast I went to take a shower. Ryan
joined me and we played with each other in the shower as we washed each
other off. It was a lot of fun.

After our shower, I went to get dressed, Ryan also got dressed and a little
while later, his parent's picked him up.

"Good luck today" he told me before he left.

"Thank, man" I replied, and went to finish getting ready.

***

After Ryan left I helped my son finish getting ready for his date. It was
his first date, and I was really excited for him. He had picked out a nice
pair of khaki shorts and a very nice button up shirt to wear. I made sure
that his hair looked good and that everything was ready.

At the time he had set up with Kelli, I drove him over to her house to pick
her up, before I would take them on to the mall. They were going to see a
movie, shop the mall at little, and grab a bite to eat in the food court.

"Are you ready?" I asked him while we drove to her house.

"I think so" he replied.

"Don't be nervous" I said to him. "She likes you, you don't need to impress
her. Just be yourself"

"I'll try" he replied.

"Listen" I said. We had stopped at a red light and I turned to look at
him. He looked at me. "You are a smart, attractive, funny, sexy, young man,
and any girl would be lucky to be with you."

"Thanks, Mom" he said, smiling at me.

I reached into my purse and pulled out my debit card. I handed it to
Parker. "Use this" I told him, "and buy her something nice."

We arrived in front of Kelli's house a few minutes later. Parker got out of
the car and went to meet his girlfriend at her front door. I watched him
climb the few steps to her front porch and ring her doorbell. A few moments
later the door opened and Kelli stepped out. She looked stunning.

She wore a very short, light blue colored, dress with a halter top. The
bottom of the dress fell well above her knees. She wore high heeled sandals
on her feet. The halter top of her dress came up from points above her
breasts and tied behind her neck. Her large breasts were showing nicely, as
was her cleavage. Almost her whole back was exposed when she turned
around. Her hair was down up nicely and she was wearing more makeup than I
had ever seen her in before. To put it mildly, she looked hot. My son was
very lucky.

They walked back to the car and Parker opened the door for Kelli to get
in. He chose to sit in the back with her, which was fine by me. I drove
them to the mall as they sat in the back holding hands.

"You look very nice today, Kelli" I said to her.

"Thank you" she replied, sweetly.

"Yeah, you do look great" Parker added.

Kelli smiled at him. "Thanks" she said softly. "It's new. Jessica said you
would like it. I think it's too much."

"I think you're perfect" Parker told her. I was watching them in the rear
view mirror, and I saw her blush.

"You look nice, too" she said very softly. I could tell she was nervous.

Parker and Kelli chatted the rest of the way to the mall. I thought they
seemed to be getting along very well. They were both opening up and were
much less nervous by the time we reached the mall. As we neared the mall,
Parker mentioned that Ryan had slept over the night before. Kelli then said
that Jessica had spent the night at her house the night before too. I
wondered if Kelli and Jessica had done the same thing as Parker and
Ryan. The idea excited me.

I pulled up next to the mall and Kelli and Parker got out. Parker walked
around the car and took Kelli's hand as they walked toward the entrance.

***

Kelli and I walked up to the entrance of the mall holding hands. Her hands
were cool to the touch and felt really nice. I felt like mine were dripping
sweat, but she did not seem to notice.

We went to the movie theater first. We decide on a movie, one that I had no
real interest in seeing, but she did so I agreed to go. The next showing,
though, was not for a couple of hours, so I bought our tickets and we went
to walk the mall until then.

We walked around for a while, stopping in several stores. I was having a
really great time with Kelli. We laughed and joked together, talking and
pointing out neat items to one another. We would, occasionally, get
separated in a store, but we would always find each other and as soon as we
did her hand would find mine. I loved holding her hand, enjoying the
physical contact with my girlfriend.

Finally we stopped at one of Kelli's favorite stores. It was a store I
shopped in only occasionally, but it catered to her unique style
perfectly. We spent a long time looking at everything in the store, but
Kelli kept focusing on one item, a necklace that had caught her eye. It was
actually pretty cool. It was on a long chain with a heavy pendant on the
end. Kelli said she really liked it, but did not want to buy it, so I told
her I would buy it for her.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"Yeah" I replied. "It'll look great on you."

"Thank you" she said and kissed me on the cheek.

So we purchased the necklace using my mom's debit card. Kelli wanted to put
it on right away, so we had the sales girl remove the tags. Kelli handed it
to me and turned around so I could clasp it behind her neck.

"How does it look?" she asked as she turned back around. As she did I
noticed that the pendant fell right between her boobs.

"It looks amazing" I said.

Kelli blushed a little when she noticed where it was hanging, but then she
leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek again. "Thank you" she said.

Kelli and I walked around for just a little bit longer until it was time
for our movie. We got a couple of sodas and went into the theater. The
movie had been out for a while, so the theater was almost empty. Kelli
wanted to sit toward the back and I did not argue with her.

The movie started and we watched for a while, still holding hands. Then
Kelli moved. She flipped the arm rest between us up and out of the way. "I
didn't even know they did that" I thought to myself. With the arm rest no
longer between us, Kelli got closer to me. I put my arm around her
shoulders, pulling her closer to me.

We sat like this for a while longer, watching the movie. I was paying more
attention to Kelli than the movie though. Then, Kelli turned and looked at
me. She noticed me watching her and smiled. My heart was pounding. I was
very nervous, but all I wanted to do was kiss her, so I did.

I leaned in and kissed Kelli on the lips. Her lips were soft, very soft,
like two pillows. She kissed me back and opened her mouth as I opened
mine. Our tongues met and we began making out. She tasted incredible,
sweet, like candy, but also fruity. I loved it. As we kissed, Kelli's hands
began running up my arms and across my chest. I was also touching the bare
skin of her arms. She felt wonderful, so soft and smooth. We missed the
entire end of the movie.

As the film ended and the lights came up, we had to stop kissing, although
neither of us really wanted it to end. I took her hand again and we left
the theater, going back into the mall. We were both silent as we walked
toward the food court.

"What do you want to eat?" I asked her, speaking for the first time since
we went into the movie.

"Oh, uh, whatever" Kelli replied. It was almost like I had brought her back
to reality.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"I'm amazing" she said, holding my hand tighter and pulling in closer to
me. She kissed me quickly on the lips, I kissed her back.

We decided to get a couple slices of pizza. I carried our try to a table
nearby and we sat down to eat.

"The movie was pretty good" I said to her as we ate.

"Yeah" she replied. "I wonder how it ended" she added with a laugh.

I laughed with her. "I couldn't tell you" I said.

"Oh well," Kelli said, "doesn't matter. I enjoyed myself much more with you
than if I'd seen it."

"I agree" I said.

"You're a really great kisser" Kelli said. "Where did you learn to do
that?"

I thought for a moment. I clearly could not tell her the truth, and it was
obvious I had had practice. "Um... this girl at camp" I lied. "She taught
me."

"Ohh" Kelli said, "she's a lucky girl. Or Maybe I'm lucky that she taught
you so well."

"I don't know" I said with a smile. "Where did you learn?" I asked her.

"Honestly," Kelli said, "you were my first."

"Seriously?" I asked.

"Yes" she said, looking at me seriously.

"Wow, well I think I'm the lucky one then" I said.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because I got to be the first to kiss a true natural" I replied. She smile
at me and held my hand across the table.

"Do you wanna go back and hang out at my house?" I asked Kelli. "My mom
said she was cool with it."

"That would be great" she replied.

I called Mom to have her come pick us up and soon we were back in the back
seat of my mom's car on our way to my house.

***

I watched Parker and his girlfriend, Kelli, climb into the back seat of my
car. They were all over each other. They could not have sat closer to each
other in the seat without sitting in each other's lap. I adjusted my rear
view mirror so I could see them as I drove.

As soon as they were in the back seat, and the door was closed, Parker put
his arm around Kelli and pulled her close to him. They looked into each
other's eyes for a while, and then began to kiss. They tried to be quiet,
so I would not hear, but it was obvious they were really making out.

I noticed Kelli begin to lightly move her hand over my son's leg. At the
same time, Parker touched her arm. They were both swaying with the movement
of the car. It was an incredibly erotic scene, and my hand fell from the
steering wheel down between my legs. I kept looking back and forth between
them and the road as I drove. With the angle of my mirror, I could almost
see up Kelli's dress. I hoped that my son might touch her there, and move
the material, so I might see, but before he could we arrived at the house
and we all got out of the car.

Parker led Kelli into the house. We sat in the living room and talked for a
few moments, the kids sitting on the couch with each other. I asked how
their movie was and if they had a good time. I got short, quick replies. I
could tell that they were both much more interested in each other than me,
so I excused myself, saying I would let them have some privacy. With that,
my son led his girlfriend to his bedroom. I heard the door shut, and I
quickly made me way to my own room and my familiar voyeur hiding place.

***

I took Kelli to my room and shut the door behind us. I knew we would not be
disturbed. I knew that my mom was probably already watching us. Kelli began
looking around my spacious room. I sat on the edge of my bed, watching
her. "She looks so sexy" I said to myself.

Kelli kept looking around my room. At one point she looked into my
closet. My heart skipped a beat, hoping she would not see my mother or her
room, but all she did was flip through my shirts a little, and then she
moved on. I loved how comfortable she acted about going through my
things. I felt comfortable with her too. I wished I could let her in on my
secrets. I want to tell her everything about me and my life, but I knew I
could not. I wanted this girl to share everything with me, but there were
things about my life that I knew she just would not understand.

Kelli found my stereo and my CD collection, most of which were left by my
father years ago. Without saying a word, Kelli selected a CD, put it into
my stereo, and began playing it. The music began pumping through the
speakers, filling the room with the loud guitar and drum beats of a heavy
metal band. My dad had really been into hard rock. I was starting to like
it myself, but I could tell Kelli really enjoyed it. She started moving her
hips, dancing slightly as she turned to me.

"You're sure you mom won't bother us?" she asked, looking me in the eyes.

"I'm positive" I replied as Kelli came and sat next to me on the bed. I
turned to her and we looked into each other's eyes. She leaned in and we
started kissing again. She still tasted amazing.

We were alone for the first time. In complete privacy, except for my
mother, but Kelli did not know that. From her perspective, we could now do
what we wanted without fear of anyone seeing us, or stopping us. I wondered
what would happen. "How far is she willing to go?" I wondered.

As we kissed, I put my hand on Kelli's arm. My hands were warm and clammy;
her skin was cool and smooth. I rubbed her arm, my fingers moving over her
flesh, causing goose bumps to form. Kelli lifted her hand to my chest. She
slid her hand over my chest, touching me. Then, suddenly, her hand moved to
the buttons.

Kelli, with surprising speed and ease, undid the top two buttons of my
shirt and began touching my bare chest underneath. Her cool hand gently
rubbed me, her fingers brushing my nipples. I felt a tingle go through my
body. Her desires to undo my buttons, and touch my bare skin made me wonder
if that meant she wanted more. I moved my hand from her arm to her stomach.

I started moving my hand upward, very slowly. As my hand neared her
breasts, Kelli began to moan as we kissed. I reached her boobs and cupped
one in my hand. I squeezed it, and Kellie moaned even louder. Her boob felt
incredible. It was heavy and very soft. I kept playing with Kelli's breast,
but broke our kiss. I leaned down and started kissing the flesh of her
neck. She moaned again as I gently kissed her neck, sending goose bumps all
over her body. Suddenly, though. Kelli leaned back away from me.

I gave her a sympathetic look. I assumed I had gone too far. I hoped I had
not ruined things with her. Then she smiled at me.

Kelli smiled and her eyes changed to a look of pure desire and
mischief. She bit her lower lip and her hands went toward me. She
unbuttoned my shirt the rest of the way and opened it, running her fingers
over my bare upper body. Then she put her hands behind her neck, and untied
the top of her dress. The straps fell away, taking the top of her dress
with them, revealing her amazing breasts to me.

Not wasting a moment, I leaned back in and kissed her again, our tongues
dancing over each other. My hands moved to her, now bare, breasts and
started gently playing with them. I broke our kiss and went back to kissing
her neck, now able to move down her shoulder without the strap of her dress
being in the way.

Kelli's moaning encouraged me to keep going, so I kept kissing lower and
lower, down her chest. Soon I found her boobs, and lifted one to my
mouth. I looked up into her eyes as I began swirling my tongue around her
nipple and covering her soft globe in kisses. I started to gently suck on
her nipple.

I had grown incredibly hard and my dick was straining to front of my
shorts. Kelli's hand moved down my chest and landed on my crotch. She
started to softly rub my hard dick through my shorts. Then, as I continued
to suck on her boobs, she began undoing my shorts. Soon she had them
undone, and reached in to pull my dick out.

She started to gently play with my penis. She touched it all over, rubbed
my balls, and then started to slowly pump on my shaft. I did not think she
had ever done it before, but she was doing an amazing job, applying just
the right amount of pressure and going at a perfect speed. Her hands, now
very warm, felt amazing. She was doing such a good job that I knew I would
not last much longer if she continued, so I had her stop.

I had Kelli gently lay back on my bed. I stood up and my shorts fell to the
floor. I stepped out of them and joined her on the bed. As I crawled up
next to her, I pulled Kelli's dress up to her waist. I looked down and saw
that she was wearing very cute, very tight, blue satin panties. I loved
them.

I laid with Kelli in my bed, both of us on our sides, facing each other,
and we started kissing again. Her hands again found my dick and my fingers
began to lightly touch her crotch through her panties. She felt very warm
and possibly a little wet. As I continued to rub between her legs, my
girlfriend spread her legs, bending the top one at the knee and putting her
foot flat on the bed. With this invitation, I began touching her more
directly. Soon I was rubbing deep into her pussy, still through her panties
which were now very wet.

I broke our kiss and looked at Kelli. She looked back at me, panting. I
could feel her heart beating. I could smell her juices wafting through the
air. I wanted to taste her. I gently pushed her onto her back and began
moving down her body. I stopped and kissed and sucked her boobs again for a
little bit before continuing downward. Kelli knew what I was going to do,
and she seemed very excited for it.

When I reached her crotch, I could see that there was a very visible wet
spot on her panties. I was happy that I was able to make Kelli so horny, as
horny as she was making me. I wrapped my fingers around the waist band of
her panties and started pulling them down. Kelli lifted her butt and helped
me pull her underwear off. I tossed them to the floor. I then looked back
at Kelli as she spread her legs for me again, this time with nothing
covering her beautiful pussy.

She had a thin patch of hair growing above her slit that was light
brown. Her slit itself looked closed tightly, much different from the
vaginas I had seen before that. It was also very moist with clear liquid
running out of the slit. I leaned down and licked her.

I licked Kelli's slit from the bottom where it disappeared into her butt on
the bed all the way up to her patch of hair and back again. Kelli gasped
loudly as my tongue touched her. Using my fingers I started to touch her
again, rubbing along her slit. I gently pulled her slit open and rubbed
inside, my fingers finding her wet hole. I slid just the tip of my finger
inside and out again. Kelli was moaning like crazy. Finally, I found her
clit and touched it lightly. Kelli nearly screamed out.

I leaned down again and licked, but this time Kelli's open slit. She tasted
so good. I kept licking, finding her hole and inserting my tongue into
her. Next, I pulled my tongue out, replaced it with my finger tip again,
and began licking Kelli's clit.

By now, Kelli was calling out words I did not even understand, if they were
words at all. I know she was thankful she had turned the stereo on, but I
knew it did not matter one way or the other. Kelli had her hands running
through my hair, pressing my head into her. She wrapped her legs around my
shoulders. After licking her for a few minutes, Kelli became silent. I
thought maybe something was wrong, but when I tried to pull away, she
pulled me back into her even stronger. I then knew what was happening,
Kelli was cumming. I lick her, harder than before, and fingered her
deeper. She was silent, then let out a loud yelp, was silent again, then
moaned long and loud as she came down from her climax. After a few more
gentle licks, Kelli let me up and I knelt, looking down at her. She did not
move for a full minute.

After regaining her composure, though, Kelli jumped up like she had not
really passed out, like nothing had happened. She also got to her knees,
and kissed me. I knew I had her juices all over my mouth and face, and was
surprised when that did not seem to bother her. She even seemed to let out
an extra moan as she tasted herself. Then her hands were on my dick again.

Kelli pushed me to my back, and I did not fight her. She kissed my neck,
then my shoulder. She kissed my chest and licked my nipple. She kept going
further down, and was soon at my crotch. She licked my dick all over,
spiraling around the shaft with her tongue. She licked the tip, which was
leaking massive amounts of pre-cum. Then she took me into her mouth.

She hit me with her teeth twice before figuring out how to suck me. I let
her learn at her own pace, enjoying every moment of it. Soon she was
sucking me deep into her mouth. I could tell she had probably never done it
before, but it was still very good.

I had already been close to cumming from when she was playing with me, and
was still very excited from licking her pussy, so I was not going to last
long. I let out a long low moan and told Kelli I was going to cum. She did
not stop, but just kept sucking me. Then I exploded.

Kelli took my first spurt of cum in her mouth, and tried to swallow it. The
second spurt, though, surprised her and she pulled me from her mouth. I
squirted a couple more times, hitting her in the face and getting a little
in her hair. She coughed.

"I'm so sorry" I said.

"Don't be!" Kelli replied. "That was the most amazing thing ever!"

"Are you sure? Are you okay?" I asked.

"I'm better than okay" she replied. We both laughed. She began wiping my
cum from her face.

"Let me go grab you a towel" I said and got up from the bed and went toward
the door.

"Are you gonna go like that?" Kelli asked.

I looked down and realized I was naked. Walking around my house nude had
become so commonplace with my mom that I almost did not think about. Kelli,
though, would certainly not understand if my mom saw me naked, and did not
care. I laughed and quickly put my shorts and shirt back on before going to
the bathroom to find a towel.

I came back quickly to be bedroom. I walked in and saw that Kelli had
pulled her dress back down and retied behind her neck. I was slightly sad,
knowing that meant that our fun together was over for that day, but was
very happy with how much we had done. I gave the towel to Kelli and she
used it to wipe my cum from her face and hair. I looked at the clock on my
desk and realized it was getting pretty late anyway, so after we were both
cleaned up and put back together, we met my mom downstairs and had her take
Kelli home.

***

I was already back down stairs when my son and his girlfriend came down. I
had watched every moment of their sexual encounter, and it was incredibly
exciting. Seeing them now, coming down the steps, I could tell things had
changed between them. They were now lovers. I wondered if my son and I gave
off the same glow, now that he and I were also lovers, but pushed those
thoughts from my mind.

It was getting late, so we loaded back up into my car to take Kelli
home. Parker and Kelli sat in the back seat again. They did not do as much
kissing, but they did a lot more touching this time, and I got to see a lot
more in my rear view mirror. Soon, though, we were at Kelli's house and my
son walked her to her door. They kissed before she went inside and my son
got back in the car. The first few minutes of our drive were in silence.

Finally, I could not take it any longer. "Okay," I began, "that was really
hot!"

"So you did watch?" Parker asked.

"Of course I did" I replied. "You know I love to watch!"

"Yeah" my son said, looking out the side window. "I wish we could have done
more, though"

"There will be plenty of time for that" I said to him. "She's new, you have
to give her time to get ready"

"Yeah, I guess" Parker said.

"Trust me" I said, "if she didn't want to eventually do it with you, she
wouldn't have left you a gift."

"What are you talking about?" he asked.

"You didn't notice she left her panties in your room?" I asked.

"No!" my son replied, looking over at me. "How did you notice?"

"I watched you too in the rear view mirror" I said. "I could see right up
her skirt as you were touching her thighs."

"Wow" Parker said. "I guess she does want to do more. I can't wait."

"I'll tell you what" I replied, "you can go all the way with me when we get
home!"

"I like the sound of that" Parker said.

We were barely inside the house when Parker was ripping my clothes off. We
went up the stairs and I went to my bedroom, expecting Parker to follow me,
but he did not. I went looking for him and found him in his room. He was
holding Kelli's wet panties that she had left on his floor. He smiled at me
and tossed them on his bed. I took his hand, led him to my room, and he
gave me one hell of a night.

***

On the weekend following my date with Kelli, I was riding in Ryan's mom's
car toward his house. I had really hoped to get back together with Kelli
that weekend. We had not talked a lot about what we had done the week
before, other than to say we both really enjoyed it, and could not wait to
do it again. Instead, though, I was going to spend the night at Ryan's
house.

It was all my mom's idea, well, her's and Miss Vickers'. They wanted to
have `date night' so they asked if I could stay at Ryan's. Ryan himself was
very excited for it, but other than giving us a chance to play again, I
could not figure out why he was so excited.

"You'll see" he kept saying.

Ryan and I were both in the back seat of his mom's car as she stopped to
pick up supper for us all. Ryan's 10 year old little sister, Madison, sat
in the front seat. She was a cute kid, who usually left Ryan and me alone,
but from the moment I got into the car, she kept turning around and looking
at me.

She would smile when I noticed her looking, and I would smile back. "What
is with that girl?" I asked myself.

When we got to Ryan's house, we all sat down and ate supper together. Ryan
and I sat at the table, and Madison sat next to me. Ryan's parents sat
opposite us. During our meal, Ryan's parents asked the two of us how school
was going and how I was getting along with Kelli now that Ryan and Jessica
were dating. I was surprised by how much they knew about my relationship,
but assumed Ryan had told them.

After supper was over, Ryan and I went to his den to play video games for a
while. We were doing really well and got pretty far in a new game he just
got. After a little while, though, Madison came into the den. It was odd,
since she usually avoided us, but she kept to herself, mostly just sitting
and watching, so it was not that big of a deal. I could not help but
notice, though, that she had changed into her sleep clothes which consisted
of a long t-shirt and nothing else besides, I assumed panties. I could not
help myself from, on a few occasions, looking her way and admitting her
smooth, small legs. She was short, being only ten, and very thin. She had
shoulder length dark brown hair and big dark eyes. She did keep looking at
me, and I'm pretty sure she caught me looking at her too.

When it started getting pretty late, Ryan and I decided to go to bed. We
were going to spend the night in his bedroom, so we collected our things
and went upstairs.

Ryan's bedroom was at the end of a long hallway, with his sister's room
next door. There were two bathrooms, one shared by Ryan and Madison and the
other for their parents, between the kid's rooms and their parent's room at
the other end of the hall. I knew that there was more than enough distance
between the rooms that his parent's would no hear anything Ryan and I did
in his room.

Almost as soon as we got into Ryan's room and put our bags down we started
kissing. The fun that Ryan and I had together was mostly just about sex and
making each other feel good, with no real emotional feelings behind it, so
our kissing was not overly passionate, but we both had some pent up desire
for each other that we wanted to get out. Soon, Ryan's hands started
touching all over my body.

As we continued to kiss, Ryan began to undress me. I returned the favor,
and soon we were both naked. Ryan continued to touch my body, focusing
mostly on squeezing and rubbing my butt, while I began to stroke his
hardening dick.

And then there was a knock on his bedroom door.

***

I heard the knock at the front door and knew exactly who it was. "She's
early" I said to myself. It did not matter though. I was so excited that I
had been ready for hours. I quickly went to the door, opened it, and
greeted Jen, my lover and girlfriend. She stepped in and we embraced then
kissed passionately.

"I'm sorry I'm so early" she said. "I just couldn't wait to see you."

"Don't be sorry" I replied. "I felt the same way."

She was absolutely stunning in a short red dress and high heeled shoes. Her
hair and makeup done up beautifully. She looked so sexy, and I told her
so. She blushed.

"You look amazing, too" she replied. "I can wait, if you still need time to
get ready."

"I'm ready" I told her, picking up my bag from the living room.

"Oh good!" she said, excitedly.

She led me to her car, and we were on our way. She was taking me to a very
nice and fancy restaurant a few towns over. We were going to have our first
true, romantic date, and knew that it would be best if no one in our town
saw us.

The dinner was wonderful, and Jen's company was the best part. We held
hands for most of the time, loving being in contact with each other,
especially in public. I never expected to be falling for Jen the way I
was. I never expected to be falling for any woman, but remembering that
getting together with Jen in the first place made it all the more shocking
to me. It was not supposed to happen. I only wanted to help my son see his
teacher naked, and here I was truly falling for her. I was not sure if I
loved her, but I did love being with her. I loved holding her hand, looking
into her eyes, and doing all of it in public for the world to see.

One thought kept going through my head though. "I wish I could do this with
Parker." Jen Vickers and I needed to go to the next town to be able to be
seen in public together. There was not a town on Earth that I could go to
and be seen in public with my son like that, and that made me sad.

I pushed those thoughts from my head, though. That night was about Jen and
me, and I could not wait for what was to come next.

After dinner, Jen drove to our hotel. It was very nice and fancy, much like
the dinner we just had. We got out room keys and went upstairs. Once we got
to our room, Jen began to kiss me. I kissed her back before she took her
bag and went to the bathroom.

"I'm going to change into something more comfortable" she said.

"I'll do the same" I replied and unzipped my bag. I slipped out of my dress
and slipped into the black teddy I brought with me. I hoped Jen would like
it.

Soon I heard Jen open the bathroom door.

***

I suddenly began freaking out. I turned white and started shaking. I ran to
find my shorts to put back on. Ryan, though, was totally calm.

He let go of my butt and went to the door, his hard dick sticking up in the
air.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked. Ryan did not respond. He went to
the door and knocked three short times, mimicking the knock that had come
from the other side. A pattern of short and long knocks came from the
outside. Ryan once again mimicked the knock. Finally there were three long
knocks and Ryan opened the door. I had no time to put my shorts on, so I
jumped into his bed and hid under the covers.

I pulled to covers over my head, hiding my naked body. I heard Ryan's
bedroom door open quickly, and then it shut again. "Mom and Dad finally
went to bed" I heard a voice say. It was Madison. "Did you guys start
without me?" she asked.

I pulled my head out from under the covers and saw Madison now standing
next to her brother. She was still wearing her long t-shirt, her smooth
legs sticking out of the bottom. Ryan was still nude and doing nothing to
hide his erect dick from his sister.

"Why's he hiding?" Madison asked her brother about me.

"What the hell?" was all I could say, my heart still pounding.

"You can come out, buddy" Ryan said to me. "It's cool."

Madison laughed. "You didn't tell him about me?" she asked.

"I guess I forgot to tell him" Ryan replied to his sister, then he turned
to me and said, "Parker, after you told me about you and your mom I started
trying to find a way to do it with my mom too." He came over and sat on the
bed. He started pulling the blanket off of me, but I would only let him
pull it off my chest. I looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

"Well, I kinda gave up on my mom" Ryan continued, "but Maddie and me have
always been so close and, well, I really wanted to do it with her too, and
so I talked her into playing with me."

"YEAH!" Madison cheered, jumping onto the bed too.

I looked back and forth at them, not sure of what to say. I realized,
though, what was going on. Just like Mom and I invited Ryan over to join in
our fun, Ryan and his little sister invited me over to join in theirs. I
thought for a moment, and was actually pretty excited, but one thought was
in my brain.

"How could you tell your sister about my mom?" I asked Ryan. "You weren't
supposed to tell anyone."

"Calm down, man" Ryan replied. "I only told Maddie, and she won't tell
anybody, not after what we've done." Ryan and his sister laughed.

I believed Ryan, and I believed his sister. I was still a little upset,
but, when he tried again, I let Ryan pull the blanket off of me more. It
passed over my crotch and my dick sprang free, obviously still hard.

"See, Maddie," Ryan said to his sister. "Look how hard he is. I told you he
would want to play with us."

"Wow" Madison said. "You're right! His dick is nice. So you two really play
together too?" she asked me.

"Um, yeah" I said. There was no point in denying that Ryan and I had been
having sex together, since he had obviously already told his sister. And
there was no point in denying that I was excited and willing to do it with
both of them, because anyone looking at my dick could have guessed that to
be true.

"That's so cool!" Madison said.

Ryan crawled up into the bed with me. "We were actually just getting
started before you came in" he said to his sister, but he said it while
looking at me in a way that I knew meant that he wanted to pick up where we
left off. I was excited to do the same, but I wondered where Madison would
fit in.

"Ever since I told her about everything," Ryan said to me, "all she has
talked about is seeing you and me together."

"Yeah, I wanna watch!" Madison said, excitedly.

I was more than willing to do Ryan. I knew it would be a lot of fun, and it
would be even better with his little sister watching us. I was, though,
looking forward to doing things with her too. I had never been with anyone
like her, so small, thin, and young. Although I was much more attracted to
girls with bigger boobs and butts, I was really excited about
Madison. Before I could say anything, though, about her joining, Ryan began
kissing me.

He planted his mouth over mine and began sticking his tongue in my mouth. I
opened my mouth happily, and began kissing him back, passionately. I knew
that we had all night to do what we wanted, and I was sure that there would
be plenty of time for all three of us to play together. Madison seemed very
excited, and intent on watching us, so I decided that Ryan and I would put
on a show for her. I began touching his body.

Ryan started touching me too, our hands running over each other's chests
and arms. I grasped his hard dick and started jacking him off. I heard
Madison moan and glanced at her. She had her legs spread and was gently
rubbing her slit through her cute pink panties. Seeing her touching herself
made me want to put on even more of a show for her, so I pushed Ryan back
onto the bed and quickly started moving down his body.

Ryan was moaning and his little sister was panting next to us as I started
licking his dick. I kept licking it and then looked over at Madison as I
slowly took him into my mouth. I sucked him all the way into my mouth and
then held it there for a moment, licking it in my mouth. Ryan was moaning
again. Madison took her long shirt off and tossed it aside. I saw her
topless for the first time as I sucked her brother's dick. She was almost
flat on her chest, with very small buds where her boobs will one day
be. She had small pink nipples. She looked really cute. She went back to
rubbing her pussy through her panties.

It was a great sight, but I tore my eyes away long enough to look up at
Ryan. He was staring at his sister too, watching her rub herself. Suddenly,
though, I felt him shake. He looked back down at me and moaned loudly. I
sucked him longer and harder and I felt his dick begin to squirt. He
groaned and filled my mouth with his cum. I swallowed all of it.

I leaned up. Ryan let out a loud sigh. I wiped my lip, a little of Ryan's
cum dribbled out. I scooped it into my mouth and swallowed it. I looked
back at Madison and she had a look of wonder on her face.

"Wow" she said, "that was so cool! It looked awesome."

"It felt even better" Ryan added.

"It tasted pretty good, too" I added.

"Oh I know how good it tastes!" Madison said.

"So you've sucked your brother's dick?" I asked. "What all have you two
done?"

"Just licking and sucking, mostly" Ryan said. "Think she's still too young
to fuck."

"Ohh" I said.

"You do me with your finger, though" Madison added, sounding as if she
needed to defend herself from being called `young'.

"Yeah, I know" Ryan responded, recovering from his orgasm.

"I'd like to see that" I said, hoping to finally get to see Madison's bare
pussy.

"Instead of seeing it," Ryan said, "why don't you go ahead and do it?"

I was more than happy to take him up on that offer. I crawled over to
Madison. As I came closer to her she leaned forward and met me. We kissed,
lightly at first. She reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck. She
opened her mouth, wanting my tongue. We started making out. Her mouth felt
so small, her tongue tiny. It was a real thrill being kissed so
passionately and intensely by such a young girl.

I started touching her body, feeling her flat chest. My fingertips flicked
her tiny nipples. Her skin was cool to my touch, or maybe my hands were
just that warm. She moaned as I did it. I broke our kiss and looked at
her. She was breathing heavy. I leaned down and kissed her neck then moved
down and kissed her chest. I could feel her heart beating. I licked her
chest, flicking her tiny nipples with my tongue. Her fingers were running
thorough my hair.

As I continued to lick, Madison's moans turned to short giggles, and then
longer ones. She started squirming on the bed and gently pulling my hair.

"That tickles" she said, between laughs.

I stopped licking and leaned back. My eyes focused on her crotch, still
covered by her cute panties. There was a visible wet spot on her crotch. I
smiled at her and began pulling her panties off. She lifted her butt,
helping me pull them off.

I tossed them aside and quickly looked back, excited to see her fully nude
for the first time. She spread her legs and I had a great view of her young
slit. She was completely hairless, her opening nothing more than a slit
running down between her legs to her butt. It looked really sexy. Madison
noticed me looking and reached her hands down. She used her small fingers
to gently pull her lips apart, revealing the moist insides of her pussy. I
did not waste a moment and leaned down to start licking her.

She tasted really good, very sweet and just a little tangy. She let out a
high pitched moan as my lips made contact with her. I began moving my
tongue around her hole, wiggling it inside as far as I could. She felt very
small and very tight. It sent a spark of excitement through my body. It
took me a few moments, but I finally found her tiny clit and licked it,
causing her to shiver.

I ran my hands up her bare thin legs, moving toward her crotch. Soon my
fingers were moving through her wet slit alone with my tongue.

"Ohh Parker, finger me" she said, breathless.

I leaned my head up as my finger found her hole. I looked into her eyes as
I slid my middle finger into her. It was so tight that I had to push hard
to get it in. I started moving it in and out as she squirmed on the
bed. She looked up at me and moved toward me. I leaned down and we started
kissing again as I fingered her.

She was moaning loudly as we kissed. I knew she was enjoying my finger in
her. She broke our kiss and panted into my ear. In a breathless whisper she
said, "Oh Parker, I've wanted you to do this to me for so long."

I looked at her puzzlingly. I did not know what she meant. "Since even
before Ryan and me started. I've always dreamed about doing sex stuff with
you" she whispered again. I could tell she did not want Ryan to hear what
she was saying. I was shocked. I had no idea the Madison had a crush on
me. Knowing it now, though, made what we were doing even better. Knowing
that she had fantasized about doing it with me in the past made me that
much more excited to do it with her now. I wondered how much she knew about
sex. I had assumed that Ryan had taught her all about it, but her saying
that she had thought about doing it before she did it with him made me
wonder. "If she dreamed about doing it with me before Ryan taught her, how
did she even know what to dream about?" I thought to myself. It excited me
to think that this sexy little girl might know more about sex than me or
her brother knew and that she might have learned it from someone else. I
started fingering her harder and faster and soon she was moaning very
loudly.

I covered her mouth with mine again as she started to cum. I felt her tiny,
tight hole clamp down on my finer. She shook violently and released. I knew
she had cum. I looked down at her. She smiled at me and I leaned down and
kissed her on the cheek, as if we were lovers. She looked away, shyly.

"Are you two done yet?" Ryan said. Madison and I had almost forgotten he
was in bed with us. We rolled apart from each other. I looked at Ryan and
noticed that his dick was rock hard again.

"Yeah, we're done" Madison said to her brother. "Why? Are you two gonna
fuck now?"

Ryan and I looked at each other and shrugged. I was horny as hell and was
the only one who had not cum yet that night, so I was excited to do Ryan,
but he had other plans.

"She really wants wo watch us," he began, "so I guess we should, but is it
okay if I do you? I like doing it, but I didn't really like it in me that
much."


I thought back to the time we had done each other. He seemed like he
enjoyed it then, but he did look a little uncomfortable. I wondered if it
had more to do with him not wanting his sister to think he was gay, but I
really did not mind. I had enjoyed him in me a lot, so I was more than
happy to let him fuck me. "Sure" I said. "I loved it, but I'm so hard. If
you do me, you have to play with my dick so I can cum while you do it."

Ryan shrugged. "Sounds like a deal to me" he said. "Unless Maddie wants to
do it" he said, looking at his little sister.

"SURE!" she said excitedly. I wondered if she was more excited to be
getting a better view of her brother fucking me or about playing with me.

I laid down on my back and pulled my legs up in the same position as the
last time Ryan fucked me. He started coming toward me.


Ryan looked at me and I looked back at him. He leaned down and kissed me on
my lips. Our tongues began twirling around each other. He only kissed me
for a moment, though, and began moving down my body. He kissed my chest and
my stomach. He kissed then licked my dick. "If he was concerned about his
sister seeing him do things with a boy, he was not doing a very good job
hiding it now" I thought. Then I felt his tongue on my crack.

"Eeeww cool!" Madison said as she watched her older brother begin sticking
his tongue into my butt. She got closer and was kneeling beside us. I felt
her hand touch my stomach. She started to lightly touch my dick.

Ryan leaned up and replaced his tongue with his finger. He slowly stuck it
inside. It felt so good. It slid in deeply. "Dude, your already pretty
loose" he said to me.

"You wanna try?" he asked his sister. Without saying a word he moved out of
the way and Madison's little fingers gently went down my crack. She
gingerly touched my hole and went inside a little. Her fingers were small,
smaller than Ryan's and she went in deep. Then she leaned down and mimicked
her brother by licking me. The sensations were too much. I grabbed my dick
and started jacking off.

When Madison noticed what I was doing she pulled her tongue from my
butt. "I wanna do it" she said, almost whining. She brushed my hand away
and took over jacking me off. Her cool, little hand felt really good. She
moved back to my side and Ryan scooted toward me.

I felt the tip of his dick touch my hole. I felt my hole open, as if it
knew Ryan wanted to enter. Madison slowly stroked me as Ryan pushed and his
dick went inside me.

Ryan went all the way in, as far as his dick would go. It felt
amazing. Then he began fucking me. He was using short slow thrusts at first
and Madison was watching intently. I reached my hand over and started
touching her butt as she watched. For as interested as she was, I assumed
Ryan had not done any butt stuff with her yet.

After a few moments, Ryan began doing me with longer thrusts. Madison
leaned closer to see and then, to my surprise, she began sucking my dick.

I had not expected her to do it, and her head blocked my view. In one
motion, though, I felt almost my whole dick slide into her mouth. I almost
came right away from the combination of surprise and how horny I was. I was
able to hold it, though, and Madison started sucking.

Her little mouth felt wonderful. I was surprised that she could take as
much as she was into her mouth, and her work with her tongue was awesome. I
knew that, with her skills at sucking and Ryan pounding my butt, I would
not last long.

"OHH wow!" I moaned. My butt started squeezing and my dick was
throbbing. Madison kept sucking me. Then I felt Ryan start to cum.

"Oh shit!" he called and exploded. His cum began shooting into me, filling
me up. That sent me over the edge and I started shooting into Madison's
little mouth. She held me in her mouth for as long as she could, but had to
pull off as my cum filled her up. She swallowed what she could, but some
spilled out.

Ryan fell back on the bed, exhausted. I also laid back, unable to
move. Madison snuggled up next to me, some of my cum dripping out of her
mouth. It was several moments before any of us could move. Finally, though,
Ryan got up. He noticed how messy we all were and said he would go grab a
towel for us all to clean up, and he left the room.

Madison looked up at me after her brother left the room. I looked down at
her. I used my thumb to wipe a drop of my semen from the corner of her
mouth. She sucked my thumb into her mouth, cleaning it off, and then
swallowing. Then we kissed.  Madison broke our kiss. She looked like she
wanted to say something, but could not find the words. Then the door opened
and Ryan rushed back inside. He tossed a towel to Madison and me.

"Mom just went into the bathroom" he said, out of breath. "Don't think she
saw me though." He turned out the light in his bedroom, and then he joined
Madison and me in the bed. "You might have to stay in here for a while
longer" he said to his sister. The plan must have been that she would sneak
back to her room to be there the next morning when everyone woke up.

"That's fine" she said. She wrapped her arm around me and laid her head on
my chest. "I'll sleep here for a little while."

I saw Ryan look at the two of us oddly in the pale moonlight shining in
through the window. He shrugged and laid down next to us.

"It was so hot seeing you two together" Madison said, softly.

"It was hot seeing you too" Ryan said.

"Yeah" I replied.

Madison looked up at me and whispered "You think I'm hot?"

"I think you look very hot" I replied.

***

"You look so hot" Jen said to me coming out of the bathroom.

"Mmm so do you" I replied. She had changed into bright red lingerie. A
lacy, low cut bra, lacy thong panties, and a garter belt holding up thigh
high fish net red stockings. She looked stunning.

She walked over to me seductively and we kissed. Our hands were quickly all
over each other, touching and rubbing. I thought it was funny that we had
both spent so much effort trying to look good in our outfits, because the
quickly began to come off. I removed Jen's bra and began sucking on her
large tits. She moaned and held my head. We were both so excited.

We soon found our way to the bed and my teddy was removed. Jen began
licking and kissing every inch of my body. She was giving me goosebumps all
over. I enjoyed the sensations she was giving me for a while, then I
returned the favor on her. I was happy to see that she put her panties on
over her garter belt so that I could remove them and leave her
stockings. They looked too sexy to take off. Soon it was my turn to give
her goosebumps.

My kisses and licks, though, eventually found her moist cunt and I dove
into it, licking and sucking her juices. She tasted amazing and began
panting as I licked her clit. I used my fingers and quickly brought her to
an orgasm. I knew it was the first of several that night.

I crawled up and kissed Jen on the lips. She kissed me back, and then
rolled to the other end of the bed. She reached for her bag and began
pulling out items. The first was a bottle of wine, followed by two
glasses. She set these on the end table and reached back into her bag. She
pulled something out, but I could not see what it was, she quickly hid it
under the sheet. She again went back to the bag, this time pulling out a
container of strawberries and wiped cream. She came back to me, opened the
container and fed me a strawberry. It tasted wonderful.  She did it again,
this time dipping it into the cream first. Some cream got on my cheek, and
she licked it off.

I pulled out a berry of my own, dipped it, and rubbed cream on each of my
nipples before feeding it to my lover. She quickly licked me clean. This
whole seen was so romantic and erotic and turned me on so much.

She fed me another and I ate it, sucking on her fingers. I took another of
my own and this time spread the wiped cream over my wet cunt, mixing it
with my own cream. Then I inserted the berry into my hole and left it
there. Jen pulled it back out, ate it, and proceeded to lick up all of the
cream.

Jen then moved back to the edge of the bed. She reached under the sheet and
pulled out the other item she brought with her. I now saw that it was a
medium sized, hard, plastic vibrater. She came back over to me and started
to lick me again. Her tongue felt wonderful on my clit. I then heard her
turn the device on, it vibrating loudly, and then I felt it on the lips of
my hole. As she licked, Jen began to slide it into me. The vibrations felt
wonderful and I was so aroused that it did not take me long to begin
cumming. Jen continued to play with her toy inside of me, though, making my
orgasm last longer and longer.

After we had both cum, Jen opened the wine and we drank together, holding
each other and gently touching each other's bodies. I could not believe how
I felt about her. I never expected to fall for her the way that I had. On
that night, though, I was not afraid.

"I love you" I said to her.

She looked at me seriously, and said "I love you."

And we kissed, more passionately than I have ever kissed anyone.

Our kisses eventually became more feeling each other and less kissing. I
was rubbing Jen's breasts, she was touching my butt. I knew we were ready
to go again, and Jen knew it too. What I did not know, though, was the
other surprise that Jen had brought with her. She, again, went to her bag
and pulled something out.

At first I did not know what it was. I saw black, nylon straps and a flash
a flesh colored rubber. Then, as Jen untangled it and began to put it on, I
realized it was a strap on dildo. I had seen them in movies before, but
never had I seen one in real life. It immediately got me excited.

I went over to Jen and kissed her. As I did I stroked her new cock. It felt
wonderful in my hand. Jen moaned, as if she could really feel me jacking
off her pretend penis. I bent down and sucked it. It was when it was in my
mouth that I realized that I had not had anything that big inside me in a
very long time. I had been having sex with my son for a while before then,
but his, and his friends', were the only cocks I had seen in a long
time. They were wonderful, and made me cum each and every time, but they
were also small. The idea of feeling Jen's big cock inside me made me very
excited.

I leaned back, ready to feel her inside me. I spread my legs and she
crawled between them. I was dripping wet. I looked down as I felt the tip
of the large fake dick press against my cunt. Using my fingers, I spread my
lips for her, and Jen pressed inside. I let out a long loud moan as the
rubber filled me.

Jen looked into my eyes. She wasted no time before she began fucking me. We
both began moaning high pitched moans and panting loudly as she pulled out
and pushed back into me. It took a minute for my cunt to get used to having
such a large dick inside, but when it was obvious to both Jen and myself
that I was ready she began fucking me harder.

I felt the fake dick being thrust into me harder and faster by my lesbian
lover, and it felt incredible. I began screaming out and thrusting back to
meet Jen. I looked into her face, and she looked wild with lust and
ecstasy. It was incredible. I could tell she was getting off on the power
and domination, and it sent waves of electric through me. I came a little,
but knew a more powerful orgasm was coming. I hoped that Jen would cum too,
but then she pulled her cock out of me.

I was sad for a moment. I did not want it to end. I looked up at her,
puzzled. "Had she not been enjoying it?" I wondered. She looked back at me,
still mad with passion.

In a deep, forceful voice Jen said "Roll over." I would have willingly done
anything she said, but he voice made it clear that I did not have a
choice. I did as I was told, shaking with excitement.

I got on my knees and looked back at Jen. She kneeled behind me. She pushed
my head down, making my ass stick up further, and drove her dick into
me. She began pounding with more force, and I again was screaming out with
each thrust. I was in pure ecstasy. I was nearing the massive orgasm I knew
was cumming. Jen knew it, too.

"Cum for me, Baby" she groaned in a gruff, but sexy, tone.

I did just that. I screamed and bit down on the pillow in front of me,
fearing the neighbors might hear me. I heard Jen also scream. She was
cumming too. It took us both several minutes to finish and come down from
our orgasms. Jen fell to the bed, and I with her. Her dick still inside me,
we kissed, and fell asleep.

***

I woke up the next morning in bed with Ryan. He was still asleep. I looked
around, but I did not see his little sister. I moved, waking Ryan up. We
were both still naked.

"Hey" he said.

"Hi" I replied. I looked around again, not seeing Madison.

"She left a while ago" Ryan said to me. "You were asleep. She had to be
back in her room before Mom and Dad got up."

"Oh" I replied. Ryan and I both had woken up with erections, and seeing
each other naked did not help, but it was pretty late. We knew Ryan's mom
would have breakfast ready, so we got dressed, hid our hard dicks, and went
downstairs.

We all ate breakfast, Ryan, Madison, and me all looking at each other and
giggling through the meal. Ryan's father asked what the three of us were
laughing about, but we obviously could not tell him.

I knew that my mom would be picking me up soon, though, so after finishing
breakfast I went to go collect my things while Ryan helped with dishes. I
went to Ryan's bedroom and started picking my discarded clothes. After
picking up my shorts, I noticed a scrap of pink fabric. Picking it up to
see what it was, I was delighted to see that it was Madison's panties from
the night before. I investigated them, remembering the previous night's
fun, and getting excited.

"You can keep em if you want" I heard a small voice say from behind me.

I turned to see Madison walking into the room. She was smiling. I quickly
threw her panties down.

"I wasn't... I mean... I didn't" I stammered.

Madison laughed and came up to me. She lifted herself onto her tip toes and
reached up. I leaned down, met her, and we kissed. I knew that her parents
and Ryan must be downstairs, or she would not be acting that way with me,
so I put my arms around her, kissed her passionately, and squeezed her tiny
butt.

"Oh Parker" she said, breaking out kiss. "I am so happy that we were able
to play last night."

"I am, too" I said.

"I want to do it again" she said, looking at me seriously.

"I'm sure we will find time when your parents aren't around for us all to
do it again" I said.

"Or Ryan" Madison said.

"What?" I asked

"I don't want Ryan to be there, either" she said. "I want just you and me."

"Oh" was all I could say.

"I know you do your mom and I know that you're dating that Kelli girl, and
I know I'm just some little kid to you, but I wanna do sex stuff with you
too. I want you to pop my cherry" she said, still being serious.

"You're not just some kid" I said to Madison. "I would love to do stuff
with you. I would love to be your first."

She hugged me and kissed me again.

"Where did you learn about sex stuff?" I asked her.

"What?" she asked, confused. "From Ryan."

"You said you thought about doing it with me even before Ryan, so how did
you even know what to think about?" I asked.

"Oh" she said, knowing she had been caught. "Um, my friend's told me" was
all she would say. I knew that there was more of a story, and I knew I
would find a way to get it out of her.

We heard Ryan coming toward the room, so Madison went to leave. I looked
down and saw her panties, still on the floor. I quickly picked them up and
stuffed them into my bag before Ryan came in. I zipped my bag and we went
down stairs to wait for my mom.

When we reached the bottom, though, Ryan's mom called to me. "Just got off
the phone with your mom, Parker, she said that she is running a little late
picking you up, but will be here as soon as she can."

***

I was awoken by Jen lightly kissing my neck. It sent chills through my
body. I turned to her, and we kissed. She started sucking on my tongue.

"Good morning, beautiful" she said, breaking out kiss.

"Good morning, love" I replied.

We were both sticky and messy from our night before, and Jen was still
wearing her strap on cock. I stroked it and said "This thing was incredible
last night."

She laughed and we kissed again. We decided to get up and shower together
to clean off. It was wonderful feeling her hands scrub my naked body, and
mine doing hers. We made each other cum in the large, hotel room shower.

After we finally got out and dried each other off, I realized what time it
was. I made a quick call to Ryan's mother, letting her know I would be a
little late picking up my son. I knew he would be fine at his friend's
house. I wondered how much fun the two of them had the night before. I
wondered if my son had as much fun as I did. It made me tingle just
thinking about he and his friend fucking. I could not wait to see him
again.

Jen drove me home and I quickly jumped in my car to go pick up my
son. Before she left, Jen kissed me again, and told me she loved me.

"I love you" I told her. I meant it.

***

A week later Mom and I were picking Kelli up at her house. My mom said
that, since she got to have a nice date with Jen the weekend before that
she would treat Kelli and me to one of our own. She had asked what all Ryan
and I did at our sleep over, but I did not tell her about Madison. I did
not want her to be upset about Ryan telling his sister, or to worry about
the young girl telling anyone else, so I thought it best to not tell her. I
knew, though, that I might have to tell her eventually, especially if I was
going to find a way to be alone with Madison, but that could wait. Instead
I told my mom that Ryan had fucked me and that was about it.

I asked her how her date with Jen had gone, and she said they had fun. It
seemed, though, like she was not telling me everything, so I figured we
could both have our secrets.

I had asked Kelli what she wanted to do for our date. At first we were
going to go to a movie like we had done previously, but we both realized
that we would really rather just go back to my house and hang out, so
that's what we did. I knew that the reason I wanted to hang out at the
house was to hopefully go a little further with her than I had last time. I
wondered if that was what she wanted too.

We arrived back at my house and talked with my mom for a little bit before
Kelli suggested we go to my room to listen to CDs again. I was more than
happy to agree. My mom winked at me as I took my girlfriend to my bedroom,
shutting the door behind me.

I turned to Kelli who was putting on a CD. "Your mom won't bother us,
right?" she asked, remembering how things had been last time.

"No, she won't" I replied.

"Good" Kelli said, jumping back onto my bed. She was wearing a long skirt
and a tank top. She looked incredibly sexy. Her skirt flipped up as she
jumped back.

"Why is that good?" I asked, joining her on the bed.

"Because" she said, looking into my eyes. We began kissing. Her hands
immediately began touching my body. I was not far behind, feeling her
breasts. I kissed her neck and the strap of her tank top fell. Kelli was
not wearing a bra and I pulled her boob out of her shirt. I began sucking
her nipple. She was panting.

My hand slipped up her skirt. She reached down and pulled it up to her
waist, revealing her crotch to me. She was wearing a black thong. My hand
moved up her thigh toward her crotch as I kept sucking her nipple. Soon my
fingers were rubbing her very moist slit.

Kelli was holding the back of my head and I began to feel the pressure of
her pushing me. She was not pushing me back though, but pushing me down. I
knew what she wanted. I quickly moved down and got between her legs. I
pulled her panties off, throwing them aside and kissed up her thigh. I
reached her pussy, and began licking. She tasted so good.

I kept licking her, going back and forth between her clit and her
hole. Kelli was moaning loudly. She was very wet and getting wetter as I
licked. Soon she was panting very loud. I was glad that my mom already knew
what we were doing, and was probably watching, because I was sure she would
have heard Kelli.

Soon Kelli's legs wrapped around my head, pulling me into her. She shook
and called out. She was cumming. I kept licking, tasting all of her juices,
as she spasmed and fell back. Finally I stopped and looked up at her. She
smiled at me and motioned for me to come up to her. I crawled back up,
laying even with her. Kelli moved forward and kissed me. I was surprised,
my mouth was covered in her juices, but Kelli did not seem to mind. She
kissed me, obviously tasting her own cream, and enjoying it.

A few moments later, Kelli pushed me back. She pinned me to my back, still
kissing me. She straddled me, pinning my rock hard dick between us. She
rocked, slowly, rubbing her bare, wet cunt on my hard dick through my
pants. She then broke our kiss and moved down. She undid my pants, pulled
them and my underwear off my legs and feet and tossed them to the
floor. Kelli then came back and began stroking my dick. Her hands felt
wonderful.

She licked me all over. She kissed my balls and sucked them into her
mouth. I was in pure joy. It felt so good. Then, she started sucking
me. She took me all into her mouth and began bobbing up and down on my
dick. She looked up into my eyes, making eye contact as my shaft slid in
and out of her mouth. I reached beside my bed and pulled out a towel that I
had left there earlier, in case we would need it. I was getting close to
cumming and remembered we had made a bit of a mess last time.

Kelli kept sucking, using her hands to help add more pleasure. Soon I felt
my cum rising through my shaft. I moaned and began squirting my cum. Kelli
began to swallow. I grabbed the towel, ready to help, but Kelli swallowed
again. She brushed the towel away and as I squirted two more times, she
swallowed it all. I looked down at her and she smiled at me.

"Wow" I said. She chuckled. She crawled back up and kissed me. Just like I
knew she had tasted herself on me, I tasted myself on her, and I did not
care. It was wonderful and I loved it.

Kelli and I laid together for a few minutes, silently. We kissed lightly,
and gently touched each other's bodies. It was incredible.

Soon, though, Kelli propped herself up on her elbow. She looked down at
me. "Parker" she said.

"Yes, Babe?" I asked.

"I want to do more" she replied.

I knew what she meant. "Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yes" Kelli said. "I love you."

I looked into Kelli's eyes. It was like I was looking into her soul. I knew
how she felt. I felt the same. "I love you, too" I replied.

"Then show me" Kelli said. She laid back and spread her legs. I crawled
between them. Her pussy was still soaking wet. I ran my finger up it a
little, then slid my finger inside her. She moaned. She was very tight.

I pulled my finger out and positioned my dick. I rubbed it up and down a
couple times, then began to push it inside. Kelli bit her lower lip as she
felt my dick enter her. I kept pushing, and soon found her hymen. I pushed
again, breaking it. I looked to Kelli. She smiled.

"That wasn't as bad as I thought" she said. I kissed her, and pushed
further in. She was so tight, but very wet. She felt amazing. I began to
move in and out. She immediately started moaning. I was fucking her, and
she was enjoying every moment of it.

I started going faster and faster. She was meeting my thrusts, wanting it
as much as I was. Soon I was nearing my climax. She could sense it too, and
it made her cum. It was too much. I pulled my dick out of her newly
deflowered pussy and squirted my cum over her stomach.

I grabbed the towel, glad that I had brought it after all. I wiped of my
girlfriend's stomach, and then used it to wipe the cum and blood off of my
shaft.

"Oh wow" Kelli said.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Oh fuck yeah!" she replied. "That was amazing!" she kissed me.

"Yeah, it was awesome!" I said.

"Oh I can't believe we did it" Kelli said, excited. "Wait till I tell
Jessica."

"You will... um... tell her?" I asked.

"Oh yeah" Kelli replied. "We tell each other everything. Besides, I'm tired
of her bragging about how much her and Ryan fuck."

"Oh, they have sex?" I asked, somewhat surprised that Ryan and Jessica were
having sex, but also not shocked that my friend wanted to fuck his
girlfriend as well as all the other people he fooled around with.

"Yeah, like all the time" Kelli said. "Ryan didn't tell you?"

"No" I said.

"Well they do" Kelli said. "Jessica loves it. She's such a slut" she added
with a laugh.

"Um, but you did it now, and you loved it, so does that make you..." I did
not finish my statement.

Kelli play punched me in the arm. "NO it does not!" Kelli said. "Because we
don't do all the crazy stuff that Ryan does to her. I don't know where he
learned the things they do."

I had a pretty good idea where he learned it, but I could not tell her
that. I did wonder, though, exactly what Ryan had done with Jessica. I was
going to ask Kelli, but before I could ask, she began touching me
again. Within minutes we were making love again.

***

On the way back to our house after we dropped Kelli off at home, I spoke
with Parker about what he had done with his girlfriend. "Did you two have
fun?" I asked.

"Oh yeah. It was great" he replied.

"It looked like it" I said. Parker's hand was rubbing my cunt as I
drove. It made me happy to know that even with all the other sex he was
getting that he still wanted me. I had fallen for Jen Vickers in a way I
never expected. I loved her. I also knew that my son had fallen for his
girlfriend. I knew though, that no matter what happened, who we met, or who
we had sex with, Parker and I were always going to be together and have a
connection stronger than any other.

"Yeah, she is so much fun, Mom" Parker said.

"Maybe I will have a chance to join you sometime" I said.

"REALLY!?" Parker said. "That would be awesome!"

"Maybe" I said. "Have to make absolutely sure she is into it before,
though."

"Oh, okay" Parker said.

Parker was now fingering me as I drove, nearing our house. We drove right
past a police car as his thumb rubbed my clit. It reminded me how dangerous
this life I was living was. I knew that things could fall apart at any
moment, and that made it even better. At that moment, I wanted nothing more
than my little son's cock inside me, and I would soon have it.

***

A couple weeks later, I asked Mom if I could have my friends over for a
pool party. It was just going to be the two couples, Ryan and Jessica,
Kelli and myself. She agreed and I invited everyone over. Knowing what we
really had in mind, Mom said she would make up some excuse about having to
leave for a while to give us privacy for whatever we wanted to do.

Ryan arrived first, and Mom talked to us. "I'll be gone for at least 4
hours" she said. I knew she was going to see Ms. Vickers and would probably
be gone for longer. She always seemed to lose track of time when she was
having sex with my teacher. "I'll make sure to call before I come home,
though. So whatever you two are doing with your girlfriends you will have
time to clean up before I get here."

Ryan and I looked at each other. I had not told him about Kelli and me, and
he had not told me about Jessica. I knew, though, that the girls talked, so
he probably knew as much as I did. We shrugged and thanked Mom for giving
us privacy. We could not wait for the girls to arrive.

They both did arrive a short time later. My mom said she had just received
an emergency phone call and had to leave, so just as Kelli and me said
hello, my mom was saying good bye, leaving us alone. The girls were already
dressed for the pool, as were Ryan and I. so we all went out and got into
the pool.

Kelli and I were swimming together in one end of the pool, playing on a
raft. I noticed, though, the Jessica and Ryan were in the other end of the
pool doing a very poor job of hiding that they were feeling each other
up. I noticed Kelli watching them more than I was.

Suddenly, it started to rain. We heard a crack of thunder and we all got
out of the pool and ran into the house, drying off quickly. Ryan and
Jessica were shamelessly drying each other off.

Ryan stepped close to me and whispered into my ear. "We're going upstairs"
he said. I nodded and they were off.

"Where are they going?" Kelli asked me.

"My mom's room" I said. "I told Ryan earlier that they could use it if they
wanted to do anything."

"Ohh" Kelli said. "So we get your room then?" She looked at me with a sly,
sexy smile. It made me immediately hard.

"We sure do" I said, and I led her to my bedroom.

We got to my room and began kissing. I started feeling my girlfriend's
large boobs through the thin material of her swim suit.

There was a loud crack of thunder. Kelli jumped, scared by the sudden
noise. I held her tightly. Then there was another noise. It took me a
minute to realize that it was Jessica moaning from my mother's room. Kelli
heard it too.

Kelli looked toward the wall separating my room from my mother's. "Wish we
could see what crazy shit they are doing" she said.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh nothing, just thinking out loud" Kelli said and kissed me, feeling my
hard dick through the damp material of my swim trunks.

"What if we could?" I asked.

"Could what?" Kelli said.

"See them" I replied, so turned on I could hardly stand it.

"What are you talking about?" Kelli asked.

"Be very quiet" I said. I let go of her and crept slowly toward my
closet. I quietly opened the door and saw that my mom's closet was open
too. I motioned for Kelli to join me and she crept over, her bare feet
silently crossing the floor. I motioned for her to get close to the back of
the closet. She did, looked through, and turned back to me stunned.

She mouthed "oh my god" silently and then looked back. I joined her and
looked through. Jessica and Ryan had stripped each other naked. Ryan was
laying on Mom's bed and Jessica was on top of him. She had his dick in her
mouth and he was lapping at her damp pussy.

I put my hand on Kelli's back as we watched our friends 69. She looked at
me and smiled broadly. She reached over and pulled my shorts down. She
grasped my hard dick with her left hand before looking back through the
wall. I moved my hand lower and felt her butt. She began stroking me.

We kept watching and playing with each other, her stroking me dick, me
rubbing her butt. Jessica, being licked from below by Ryan, began bucking
on him. She shook and nearly called out as she came, Ryan's dick in her
mouth being the only reason she kept quiet. With the angle in which they
were laying, it was hard to see exactly what Ryan was doing to her though.

I turned sideways, now facing Kelli. My left hand was still on her butt,
and I reached with my right hand and began rubbing her crotch. She wasted
no time and let go of my dick long enough to pull her bathing suit bottoms
down before quickly looking back through the wall and grasping my member. I
took the hint and began running my fingers through her pussy lips. She was
incredibly wet.

There was another crash of thunder. She pulled me closer to her. I could
feel her warmth. I could hear her breathing heavy. As we watched, Jessica
let go of Ryan's dick. She took it out of her mouth and leaned up and sat
back. She was now practically sitting on Ryan's face.

Kelli looked at me and I looked back at her. She smiled and continued
watching. I knew she was enjoying watching our friends. I was rubbing her
clit gently. I looked back, getting a great view of Jessica's naked body as
she rode my friend's face.  She was bucking back and forth, rubbing her
pussy on his mouth. She was also squeezing her very small breasts. I could
tell she was in a great deal of pleasure. I could tell he loved it too. It
looked like she came again.

Kelli leaned very close to me and whispered into my ear. "This is so
fucking awesome" she said. I smiled at her. She whispered again, but I am
not sure if she was talking to me or just talking out loud. "Look at her
hot little body" Kelli said.

I was surprised by her comment about her friend. I was also turned
on. Jessica did have a nice body. It was more like Madison's than Kelli's,
except where Madison was thin but shorter, Jessica was taller, making her
look more stretched out and thinner. Her tits were about not much bigger
then Madison's, but her nipples were much darker. Overall, she looked very
sexy, but I still thought Kelli looked better, and I told her so. I leaned
close and whispered "It's nice, but I'd rather look at your hot body."

Kelli smiled at me and went back to looking.

After her, at least, second orgasm, Jessica got off of Ryan. Ryan got up to
his knees and turned to face his girlfriend. They kissed. Ryan's hands
moved down Jessica's back and he squeezed her butt. She giggled when he did
it. I was surprised, and I know Kelli was too, when she turned around and
bent down on the bed. She lowered her head all the way to the mattress,
sticking her butt way in the air. Then Ryan got down behind her.

Kelli leaned close to me. "She told me about this" she whispered. "This is
one of those weird things he does." We watched as Ryan began licking
Jessica's butt. I thought back to the times Ryan and I had done that to
each other, along with my mom. I wondered how Kelli would react, and was
excited when she began stroking me harder watching Ryan lick Jessica's butt
hole.

"Weird, huh?" I whispered, trying to gauge Kelli's interest.

She nodded her head without looking away. I was still rubbing her clit with
my right hand, harder now, my left was gently squeezing and rubbing her
butt. I slowly slid my left hand up to her crack. Going slow, in case she
made any indication that she wanted me to stop; I rubbed her crack and slid
my fingers between her cheeks. Kelli did not move, but she let out a
sigh. I went further, lower, and found her hole. My finger tip touched it,
and I felt her shake.

I flicked her butt hole with my finger a couple times. I leaned close to
her ear. "Not THAT weird?" I asked. She only nodded again.

She stopped stroking me, but held onto my dick. I was still rubbing her
clit and pressed my finger on her anus. She let out a low yelp and my
finger tip opened her butt hole. I stuck it in only a few millimeters and
pulled it out again. She groaned and as I slid it in again I felt her
cum. She squeezed my dick rather hard.

I stopped moving both of my hands, but left them where they were for
several moments, my finger still in her butt. After I had given her several
moments to recover, I pulled my finger from her butt and moved my hand from
her pussy. She leaned over and kissed me, then started stroking me again.

We kept watching and now Ryan was fucking Jessica. She was still on her
hands and knees and Ryan was kneeling behind her. I wondered which of her
holes he was in, but there was no way to tell with him in the way. In fact,
I could not really see Jessica at all. Kelli kept stroking me and not
having much to focus on other than Ryan's butt, which was actually very
exciting, but not what I was interested in at the time, I looked at
Kelli. She kept watching our friend's make love, but I watched her lovely
eyes, her cute face, her large breasts, still covered by her bathing suit,
her cute hand stroking my dick. I was very excited and very turned on, and
I squirted my cum.


***

It had been several hours since I left the kids alone at my house. I had
gone to see Jen, and the two of us had a nice time together. I had wanted
to make love to her again, but things never went that way. Instead, we
talked for a very long time. Jen said she wanted to connect with me on an
emotional level, not just a sexual one. I actually had a very nice time.

I was horny, though, very horny. Knowing that there was a house full of
young kids at my house fucking each other's brains out did not make it any
better. It had started to storm shortly after I left, so I was sure that
their fucking had started right away. After I had waited as long as I
could, I left Jen's and called my son to let him know I was on my way. I
hoped that they would all be about done with each other at that point, and
really hoped that at least the girls had both gone home. I wanted to fuck,
and get fucked, and I knew if just Parker, or Parker and Ryan, were there,
I would get just that.

"Hello?" I heard Parker say, answering the phone after it rang several
times.

"Mmmm hello my sexy little man" I purred back into the phone, the sound of
son's voice making my heart race and my panties damp. "Is it all clear for
Mommy to come home?" I asked.

"Umm, yeah, I mean, I think so." Parker stammered. That was not a good
sign.

My voice changed. It lost the lust I exuded at first. "So everyone is still
there?" I asked. I was not upset, just sad that I would have to wait
longer.

I heard Parker walk to another room. He got quiet. He said softly, "Ryan
and Jessica left, but Kelli is still here."

Images suddenly ran through my head of what my son and his girlfriend were
doing, being alone in the house, and I got even hornier. I remembered the
last time they were alone in his room, me watching them make love from my
closet. It would not be as good as getting fucked by my son, but watching
him fuck was still great. "I'll be right home" I purred again into the
phone. "And don't worry, I won't bother you two." I hung up the phone and
made the short drive to my house.

I parked the car and quietly went into the house. I was sure that, by that
point, Kelli realized that I would not be bothering her and my son in his
bedroom, but I still tried to make as little noise as possibly. Moments
after entering the house I had kicked off my shoes and was heading for the
stairs. I had dressed in a short skirt and loose top, expecting to have a
hot, passionate day with Jen that turned out to not be, but I had my skirt
pulled up to my waist and my wet panties pulled aside before I reached the
top. For a moment I wondered what would happen if Parker or Kelli suddenly
opened his bedroom door, but I heard a moan come from inside, so I quickly
forgot the thought and ran to my closet.

I was treated to a wonderful scene of my son pounding his hard cock deep
into his girlfriend. They were very near cumming, which was good, because I
was too. My fingers were a blur running across my clit as we all three came
together.


***

I had heard my mom come into the house as I was having sex with Kelli,
again. We had already done it a couple of times since we watched Ryan and
Jessica. I noticed Kelli stiffen a little at the sound, but I assured her
that my mom was cool and would not bother us. She quickly calmed down.

We kept humping, both of our orgasms building as I heard the now familiar
sounds of my mom in her closet. Kelli, though, did not hear her, and
assumed my mom was still down stairs. We continued until we both came.

We laid together after we both calmed down, kissing lightly, speaking
little. I looked up at my girlfriend and noticed her looking across my
room. I followed her gaze and realized she was staring directly at my
closet. My heart beat fast and I suddenly began to sweat, but I did not see
my mom, so I hoped she had not either.

"How did you know about your closet?" Kelli asked.

"What?" I asked, choking a little and shaking nervously.

"Like, how did you find out that you could see through it?" she asked. "Why
were you looking in the first place?"

"I... um... I..." I did not know what to say. I was searching for words
that would get me out of this situation, but I could not find them. It had
been a mistake to show Kelli the closet. I should have known she would
wonder about how I found it, but I was just so excited and so turned on by
her, that I could not help myself. I had really wanted to watch Ryan and
Jessica myself, and knowing that Kelli also wanted too and knowing that we
actually could watch them made me think with my dick instead of my
brain. Now it looked like that decision might ruin me.

"Did you..." Kelli said, looking back and forth between me and the
closet. She paused, and then, swallowing hard, finished "see your mom?"

There was something in the way she looked. There was something in the way
she asked. There was just something about her that made me want to tell her
the truth. Maybe I was still just so excited and turned on by her, the same
reason I had shown her in the first place, but all I knew was that I was
going to expose myself, and my mom, to her.

"Yes" I said.

"So that's why you looked?" she asked me, now looking only at me.

"Yes" I said again.

"And what did you see?" she asked.

Although I had opened myself up to Kelli, I was still cautious. I stopped
myself from telling her everything, at least not right away. "I... I... I
watched her change clothes" I said, my heart pounding.

"Really!?" Kelli asked. Her eyes lighting up.

I was confused. She seemed like she almost got excited when I told
her. "Yes" I said.

"O.M.G.!" she said, sitting up and looking at me. She smiled and began
acting excited. "Are you serious? Your mom is so hot. What did she look
like? Is that all you saw? What all did you see her do?" She was speaking
so fast, not giving me a chance to answer.

I was amazed. Not only did Kelli not freak out when I told her that I spied
on my mom, but she actually got excited by it, and wanted to know more. I
was more than happy to tell her. "I've seen her change clothes and
masturbate" I told my girlfriend.

"No fucking way!" she said. "That is so fucking cool! You are lucky, your
mom is a total babe, and you got to watch her play with herself?" Suddenly,
though, Kelli changed. She laid back on the bed and got close to me. "Wait,
I changed in there last time we got in the pool" she said suddenly,
realizing what all the me being able to see through the closet
meant. "Did... did you watch me change?"

I could not tell if she was excited about the idea of me seeing her naked
that long ago or upset. I told her the truth. "Yes" I said, looking down,
feeling ashamed. I had loved watching her, but I never dreamed that I would
have to admit to her that I had done it.

Kelli playfully slapped my arm. "That's not fair" she said. "You got to see
me naked way before I got to see you!"

"I'm sorry" I said, looking up. I was relieved that she was not upset.

"It's okay" she said. "I can't blame you. I would have looked at you if I
could have."

Kelli laid there for a while. I could almost see the wheels turning in her
head. I was excited beyond belief to be telling her what I told her, and
even happier at the way she had reacted.

"So why your mom?" Kelli asked, ready to restart our discussion.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Was it just like, because she was there? Or, like, do you have a thing for
her or something?" Kelli stared into my eyes again. I could tell she wanted
a true answer. She was also lightly touching my dick. It was getting
hard. I wondered if she realized it was growing partially because I was
thinking about my mom.

I thought for a long moment, not sure what to say. Based on the way Kelli
had reacted so far, I wanted to tell her the truth, the whole
truth. Suddenly, as if it had a mind of its own, my dick jumped. I knew I
was caught. No matter what I said, Kelli would know something was up, so I
told her the truth.

I started at the beginning. I told her about the shower and then the
closet. About me watching my mom and about her watching me. I told her
about us coming together and making love. I told her that was how I knew so
much about sex. I did not tell her about Miss Vickers, or Ryan, though. I
figured she could wait to find out about them.

Kelli was silent during all of this. She just looked into my eyes as I
talked. She gently stoked my dick the whole time, though, as it grew harder
and harder as I explained my relationship with my mother to her.

When I was done, I waited to see what Kelli would do. I knew she would
either run out of the house screaming or she would be turned on, and then
Kelli kissed me. "Thank you" she said.

"What was that for?" I asked.

"For telling me the truth" she replied.

"So you're not, like, mad or disgusted?" I asked

"Fuck no!" she replied. "That is the hottest, most amazing thing I've ever
heard! I am so fucking wet now" she added, touching her pussy. She pulled
her fingers away and stings of moisture were visible coming from her lips
to her hand.

I was stunned. I could not believe it. I was the luckiest guy alive. I had
somehow found a girl that was not only amazingly sexy, but was also turned
on by hearing about me having sex with my mother. I wanted her so very
badly right then, and I knew she wanted me too. Suddenly, though, Kelli
realized something else.

"Wait" she said as I was about to slip back into her wet pussy. "You said
she watched you, too, right?"

"Yeah" I said.

"So, like, do you think she is watching..." was all Kelli got out before we
heard a noise from the closets. It sounded like a groan, a moan, and a slap
altogether. Then there was a knock at my bedroom door. She did not wait for
a response, though, and instead my mom opened the door.

Kelli and I looked up to see my mom swing the door wide open and step into
my room. She was completely naked. My jaw dropped and I noticed Kelli had a
huge grin on her face. "Hi Mrs. Sommers!" she said, excitedly.

"Hello, Kelli, dear" my mom replied. She walked toward my bed. I was frozen
in place, my dick about to enter Kelli's wet pussy. "I could not help
hearing my son let you in on our little secret" my mom continued. She had
her hands on her hips and a stern look on her face. If not for her nudity,
it would have looked as though she was about to yell, scream, and tear us a
new one.

"Um, yeah, he did, ma'am" Kelli said, looking a bit nervous for a moment.

"And what do you think about that?" my mom asked, now next to the bed.

Kellie looked at me mom, she looked at me, and then back to my mom. "I
think it's fucking awesome!" she replied, honestly.

"Well in that case, my dears," mom said to the both of us, "there will be
more room for the three of us in my bed, don't you think?" She smile, and
turned and started walking out of my room, her lovely ass swaying behind
her. Kelli and I were still frozen in place. Mom looked back over her
shoulder. "Are you coming or not?" she asked.

"Fuck yeah!" Kelli said. She nearly pushed me off of her to get out of the
bed and follow my mom. I was close behind, not believing I was about to
have sex with my girlfriend and my mom at the same time.

"Come here, my dear" I heard my mom say to Kelli as I entered her
bedroom. She was sitting on the edge of her bed.

Kelli went to her and sat down beside her. My mom took her hands and held
them in her lap. She looked deeply into my girlfriend's eyes. I stood near
the door, watching my mother and girlfriend, both nude, sitting on the bed.

"Now you must absolutely swear to never tell anyone about this" my mother
said.

"Oh I promise" Kelli said, excitedly.

"Good girl" my mom said. She was looking into Kelli's eyes. She leaned
forward and kissed Kelli on the lips. Kelli leaned forward and kissed her
back. Their tongues both came out and I watched them make out for several
moments.

My mom broke their kiss. She leaned back. "Have you ever kissed a girl
before?" she asked.

"No, ma'am" Kelli replied.

"But you have wanted to, haven't you?" Mom asked.

"Oh, yes, many times" Kelli replied.

"Mmm, like who?" Mom asked.

"Well" Kelli began, "you, and some teachers at school and some other
women."

"No friends? Girls your own age?" my mom asked. This conversation was
making me extremely excited, or maybe it was just the fact that I had just
watched my mother and girlfriend make out.

"Oh yes. I guess some aren't bad" Kelli said. "But mostly sexy adult women
are who I fantasies about."

"Which teachers" mom asked.

Kelli thought for a moment. "My English teacher mostly" she replied.

Mom chuckled a little. I had to keep from spilling the beans myself. I
could not believe that my girlfriend had fantasies about the same teach
that I had sex with. I wondered how quickly I could get all of us together,
but knew that would have to wait for a later time.

"What about Jessica?" my mother asked. I could not believe my mom had just
asked about Kelli's best friend. I knew it would be very awkward for her to
answer, but at the same time I really wanted to know. I thought about her
comment earlier, when we were watching Jessica and Ryan about her `hot
little body'.

Kelli swallowed hard. She looked back and forth between my mother and
me. "Um, yeah," Kelli said. "Like, sure I've thought about her, but I was
always too afraid to try anything. Believe me, I've wanted to, especially
when we would, like have sleepovers and I'd see her naked and stuff."

I wanted to know more about her feeling for Jessica. I wanted to know, if
she was more attracted to older women, why was she also interested in
Jessica. "Is it just because she got to see her friend naked at sleepovers?
Or is she also into younger girls, too?" I wondered to myself. My mom,
though, turned the conversation again.

"Why do you find adult women, like me, more attractive?" my mom asked
Kelli.

"I just love how your body looks. How sexy your tits and your butt and
everything looks" Kelli replied. As she spoke she gestured toward my mom's
body, pretending to squeeze her tits.

I made a move toward the bed. I could not take it any longer. I felt like I
was going to explode.

"So you do not find my son attractive?" Mom asked, teasingly.

Kelli looked at me as I walked over. "Oh no, Ma'am, I mean yes, ma'am, I
mean I do ma'am" she said. "I think he is incredibly sexy. I think you both
are."

"Well I think you are sexy too, my dear" My mom said. She pushed Kelli back
on the bed. My mom leaned down and began kissing her neck.

I got on the other side of Kelli, and started kissing the other side. She
was breathing very heavy. I felt goosebumps form on her skin.

My mom's hands began touching Kelli's breasts. She was pinching my
girlfriend's nipples. Soon her mouth went lower and began sucking them. I
moved higher and kissed Kelli. We made out for a few moments, and then I
pulled back.

She looked me in the eyes; I could see pure pleasure from what my mom was
doing. "I love you" she said.

"I love you" I replied.

My mom leaned up from Kelli's chest. She had Kelli move back so she was
leaning against the head board. She had my girlfriend spread her legs and
began kissing down her thighs. I knew what my mom was going to do, and so
did Kelli. I noticed, though, that my mom's butt was sticking up in the
air. I could not help but notice how wet she was. I got behind my mom and
lined up my dick.

Just as my mom's tongue touched Kelli's wet pussy I looked at her. She
could see what I was about to do. "OH MY GOD! YES!" Kelli
exclaimed. "Please lick me Mrs. Sommers and please let me watch you fuck
your mom, Parker!"

I did not have to be told twice. I was so excited and I could tell that
Kelli was just as excited to watch, so I drove hard into my mom.

***

I finally was getting fucked, and it felt incredible. I had wanted my son's
cock inside me all day, and I was finally getting it. I never would have
dreamt, though, that I would be eating his girlfriend's cunt while he did
it. She tasted so good, though.

It had come as a surprise to me, and I think to Parker, too, when he told
her about our secret and instead of freaking out, she got turned on. I was
so horny, and needed some action so badly, that I did not even think twice
before inviting both of them into my bed. So there I was, eating out her
juicy cunt, which I will say again, was delicious, while being drilled from
behind by my son.

Kelli was cumming almost non-stop and I was lapping up all of her juices as
she kept producing them. The excitement of the whole scene, though, made me
cum quickly too. I told Parker to stop. I did not want him to cum inside
me, at least not yet. He pulled his cock from me.

I moved up and kissed Kelli again. I knew she could taste her own juices on
my mouth, and they seemed to excite her. I took her hands and placed them
on my breasts.

Kelli immediately began to squeeze them. I wondered for how long she had
dreamed about feeling a woman's breasts, and I was excited that I was the
woman she was finally experiencing it with. She lifted the heavy flesh and
kneaded it with her hands. She flicked and pinched my nipples. I moved back
so that she could lean down and suck them, and she did just that. Parker
leaned back and watched.

Soon Kelli was sucking as much of my tits into her mouth as she could. It
felt wonderful letting the sexy young girl explore my body. I felt her
hands on my thighs. Then I felt her fingers gently touch my cunt lips.

"Go ahead, dear" I encouraged her.

She looked up at me, smiled, and went down to my crotch. She stuck her
tongue out and gently licked me. Her fingers went to me again, opening me
up, and she licked again, getting a taste of my juices. Suddenly, she dove
in, licking me like mad.

I felt her tongue explore my hole, pushing in deep and coming back out. She
moved her finger up and slid it into me, watching it disappear inside and
then come back out. I spread my legs further and held my lips open for her
to get better access. Then she found my clit.

She attacked it with as much youthful excitement and enthusiasm as she had
my hole. Waves of pleasure washed over me. "This little girl is a natural
born pussy licker!" I thought to myself. She brought me to the edge, pushed
me over, and kept going.

***

I watched my girlfriend lick my mom for a few minutes. It was a really
incredible sight. It made me very horny. I had been fucking my mom, and
really getting into it, when she came and then told me to stop. I knew,
now, that she had wanted Kelli to be able to lick her pussy and taste her
cream, which we found out Kelli had always wanted to do, and not have to
taste my cream along with it. It made me realize how much my mom really
loved me and my friends. I was still horny, though, and had sat out long
enough. I noticed that Kelli was now in a very similar position to the one
my mom had been in a little while before.

I moved over behind my girlfriend, intent to give her the same thing I been
giving my mom, but when I got behind her I noticed something that gave me
an idea. As I looked at Kelli, her butt in the air, I noticed her cheeks
spread slightly and her ass hole peek out.

I thought back to earlier in the day. We had been watching Ryan and Jessica
on the very same bed we were all now on. Ryan had licked Jessica's butt
hole and Kelli had remarked how weird she thought it was. I had, in turn,
touched my girlfriend's butt hole, causing her to cum. After that, I had
forgotten all about it. Now, though, that hole was looking right at me and
me at it. I touched my girlfriends butt, pulled her cheeks further apart
and leaned in to lick her hole.

As my tongue made contact with her tiny butt hole, Kelli began moaning
loudly into my mom's pussy. I kept licking, flicking it with my tongue. The
sensations were having an effect on Kelli, and she stopped licking my
mom. My mom then leaned over Kelli's back and helped me spread her cheeks
apart.

I started pushing my tongue into Kelli's butt. It was very small and tight,
and I had to push to get it to open, but she relaxed and my tongue slid a
tiny bit into her butt. She moaned loudly at this new sensation.

I felt my mom nod her head. I pulled my tongue out and moved. My mother
quickly replaced my tongue with her own. We then took turns licking my
girlfriend's butt hole. It was an incredibly exciting thing to be a part
of.

The excitement of the scene, though, only made me want to get off even
more. I let my mom keep licking Kelli, and moved up to stick my dick into
her pussy from behind. She was so very wet and I slipped right in. I felt
her cum as soon as I entered, then I started fucking her.

As I started moving in and out, my mom leaned up. Her hands were still on
Kelli's butt though. She lightly touched her hole with a finger, and then
very slowly slipped it inside. I nearly came from the sight of my mom's
finger slipping into my girlfriend's butt, but I was able to contain
myself. I knew what my mom had in mind.

I pulled out, my dick slick with Kelli's cream. Mom pulled her finger out
and I moved up. I touched the tip against Kelli and began to push. It felt
wonderful as she opened for me and I sank an inch or two into Kelli's
butt. She screamed out. I knew it was more in pleasure than in pain and
began to gently pull in and out. I did not last long, and soon filled my
girlfriend's butt with my cum. We all collapsed to the bed.

It was getting late. I was worried about Kelli getting in trouble for being
at my house for so long. After we rested for a long time, I finally said
"Should we get moving?"

"I want to just sleep here with you two" Kelli said.

"Oh darling, I wish you could, but what would your mom and dad say?"

"Well my mom isn't around" Kelli explained, "and my dad is really cool." As
she said this last part she looked at me with a knowing grin. I realized
that I had used those exact words to describe my mom every time I said that
she would not bother us alone in my room. I wondered just what type of
relationship Kelli and her dad had and if it had any effect on how excited
she was to find out Mom and me were lovers. That, though, I knew was a
story for another time.

"I still think I should call him and at least tell him that you are alright
and that a few people are sleeping over, just in case" Mom said. She left
to go find a phone.

I kissed my girlfriend. "I love you" I said.

"I love you" she replied. "Thank you for the best day ever."

"You had fun, then?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"YES!" she replied. "I just don't know what was better, being with your mom
or watching you with her!"

We laid back and feel asleep together. My mom came back and joined us at
some point. As I drifted off to sleep, I looked at my mom's closet. I
thought about how my life had changed thanks to that closet. I looked at my
girlfriend. I thought about her saying that she was attracted to her
English teacher, Miss Vickers. I knew that it would not be long before my
mom orchestrated a meeting between them, and I hoped to be in the middle of
it, literally. I wondered about Ryan, and how he fit into my new life. He
and I were lovers too, and he had fucked my mom. I wondered if it would be
good to make him a full member of the club and let him know about Miss
Vickers too. I knew, though, that doing that would mean I would have to
tell Kelli about him and me. I wondered how she would react to that. I
wondered what her secret about her dad was. I wondered if Ryan would ever
tell Jessica about us, and if she would join in too so Kelli could have
some fun with her best friend finally. Lastly, I thought about little
Madison, and her desire to have me pop her cherry. As I drifted off to
sleep, I realized that I had gone through a very long journey, but my story
was just beginning.

The End

Obviously, I left a lot of questions unanswered and a lot of doors open for
another part to this story, as I do with a lot of my stories. I am usually
pretty bad, though, about ever getting back around to writing sequels.
Please, if you enjoyed this story, or even if you hated it, write me
comments at scott_winslow2135@yahoo.com. If I get enough positive feedback,
I may get around to telling more of Parker and his mom's story. Thanks so
much for reading!!!