Warm water ran down my breasts and tickled my pubic hair. I had not trimmed or shaved this week as my hubby was out of town. So, as he would ridiculously put it, there was "a bit of rough around my putting green heading for my hole."
This shower was a relief after a rather aggressive run. It had been a crazy day at the physical therapy clinic, and I still had a lot of energy to expend! Masturbating often helped as the dopamine rush was splendid. I opted for a run instead. Mistake...Lately, even running made me horny as I often blissfully recalled a day in July when I came home from a five K to find my eighteen-year-old son naked and ready.
Recalling that hard fuck on the kitchen counter made my cum-ache grow to near-critical mass. While my hair rinsed, I spread my legs a bit further to allow my fingers to rub my welcoming lips. A few dips into my mama pot and a push against my button and off I went. I held the shower dial for stability as my pussy pulses dictated my body jerks. The heat rushing up my abdomen made me feel I was turning into a cloud of steam, my voice shaky with intensity.
"Oh, Nathan! Yes, baby. Mommy neeeds - fuck - you sooo much! NGhhh! Yessss..." My hand cupped my vulva as if trying to keep the orgasm from running down the drain.
The euphoria of the climax lasted a few more minutes until the water suddenly felt colder. It wasn't, but the emotional let-down doused my senses. Between my son and lover being away at college, my husband on a business trip, and my period lasting an extra forty-eight hours this time, I had not been fucked in seven days!
It was now mid-November, and I had just turned forty-one the week before Halloween.
Thanksgiving Break was not soon enough. Since Nathan came home in October with his girlfriend, Bunny, I longed for him even more. The foursome Steve and I shared with the two teens was life-changing for us as a couple. We had ridden that wave of loving lust, making love or hot-fucking almost nightly. Nathan and Bunny had FaceTime fucked with us and even split into couples allowing Nathan and me some motherfucker time and Steve time with his (our) new brown-skinned bombshell of a lover. My favorite night was when our respective cock holders fucked us anally and came within a minute of each other. "That was so sick!" Bunny had exclaimed, lewdly displaying her dripping asshole. I desperately wanted to suck it clean and told her so.
Post shower, I dressed loosely and headed downstairs to make dinner with my twins. Natalie was doing homework on her tablet and Nora was playing a game on her phone. "How about a pizza tonight? I can defrost the dough we made last month, and you can design your own third."
"YES!" they dueted. I knew it was an easy sell. As I got out the dough they called out their very different ingredients.
I loved my beautiful identical twins. So similar, so different.
After dinner, I curled up with my phone and scrolled through social media. I sat up when a text arrived from my beautiful son.
Doing anything this Friday?
I quickly texted back. Not really what did you have in mind? I added a devil emoji.
Come pick us up for break? Bunny is presenting at a poetry reading, wants you to hear it.
A poetry reading? I was hoping it was for something sexy, but then I quickly realized I would be able to have them to myself as Steve would still be out of town.
A text from Bunny popped in. Won't be dulls, promise! Kiss Lick.
I laughed then texted them both. short notice - will have to make arrangements for N2. Evening event with stay over? I then sent a tongue and a fingers-crossed hand.
Nathan: Yes... eggplant.
Bunny: You are a naughty slutty mommy, peach.
Me: I never mentioned sex. Shame on you! sweaty face.
He sent details and I decided then and there to call Steve. I caught him just returning to his hotel after a long conference and told him about the trip. He said I was a lucky fucker. I said he was a dirty boy and that I missed his beautiful cock. “Guess I’ll have to shave my pussy. Bunny likes Mommy to be smooth!”
He called me a brat but then asked me to stay on while he masturbated. "Kathryn had to cancel and I am in a state!" he groaned.
I subtly joined him with two fingers up the leg of my loose shorts, trying to be as quiet as possible.
Since the weekend with Bunny and Nathan, we had reevaluated our marriage and sex life. We had agreed that Steve could have "no strings attached" sex with others as long as he was safe. He had only indulged twice: once with a single mom friend of ours, who knew I had given the green light (she had nice tits), and then two nights ago with Kathryn who works for the town hosting this civil conference.
Strangely, we were more in love now than ever. I had finally stopped asking myself 'What are you doing?' and embraced the adventure. As long as we communicated and practiced safe sex, what was the harm? We had to be abundantly cautious around the twins. I needed to be a normal mom as much as possible. It helped root me in reality away from my manifested fantasy.
A call to my mother-in-law was next. Alice was happy to come over and stay with the girls.
It was Thursday morning while preparing lunches for the girls when my phone rang Nathan's college fight song. I couldn't help but tingle and gush as soon as I heard it. “Hey Baby! I’m so excited for tomorrow!"
"Us too. Bunny's nervous though. I told her she would slay it. Her stuff is really good."
"I am sure. I have had her stuff."
"Her poetry reading! Jeez, 'never quit! You're like a teenage boy!"
"Teenage boys turn me on! So why the call?"
"Well..." he hesitated, "I need a favor. Bunny's brother, he's twenty-eight I think, just got out of the army and wanted to see her perform but his car is messed up. We were wondering if you could give him a ride. He's staying in town by you with their dad for a while."
My heart sank. Not that I wouldn't be happy to help out, but that our threesome time would be compromised. "Um, of course I will." I hesitated and ever intuitive he read my mind.
"We will still be able to fuck, Mom. He's staying with an army buddy. Then we'll all ride back together on Saturday."
I sighed in relief and agreed. He then sent details and contact info for Dayton Tyrell. Later that day on a break at the hospital I called, and a lovely baritone answered. "Mrs. Waller? How are you, Ma'am?"
I smiled, "Hello! I'm well, and please it's Jennifer, or Jen really. I assume the kids gave you my number."
"Yes Ma'am, and I am extremely grateful to you for accommodating me."
We made arrangements and I went on with my day. In my new heightened sense of sexuality and lust I couldn't help but wonder what this Army sergeant might feel like naked. I wondered about the black male stereotype and found myself in need of an immediate pleasure session. In the staff bathroom I came like a fountain, actually squirting some onto the floor imagining Dayton's BBC. As I cleaned up and washed my sweaty face and sticky hands, I muttered to myself, "Shame on you Jennifer. That was a really racist assumption. Hot, but wrong."
Friday at one o'clock, I stopped in front of the Tyrell home. A six-foot-four hunk of a man was heading toward me in casual wear carrying a small army duffle. I stepped out of the car, and he stuck out his large hand. "Mrs. Waller, delighted Ma'am."
I took his hand, my rather long fingers suddenly looking like those of a ten-year-old. "Hi! a pleasure. And its Jen, please." He tossed his bag in the back, muscles showing even under a shirt and jacket. If Nathan was a demi-god, this man was the captain of the Olympus royal guard. He was absolutely gorgeous. I could not help but take a glance and saw that perhaps the stereotype was true.
Jennifer, behave! Nathan is big enough already!
As he slid the passenger seat back, he chuckled, "Well my dearly departed Mama would not be happy if I was to not be respectful to my, pardon me, elders."
"How gallant and tactfully polite. But I don't like to think of forty-one as that old. Shall we?"
On the road, we small-talked then got deeper about his training in electrical engineering and his tours overseas. He was curious about my work as a PT and the rest of the family, especially Nathan, sizing him up for his dad who had yet to meet my son.
"You are a good big brother. Well, I am partial. You will see tonight he is wonderful."
Really wonderful! Pant, pant...
The drive went smoothly with stories and a few serious moments on the loss of their mother. We actually made it to the college town almost fifteen minutes ahead. Poor Dayton had fallen off to sleep about fifty miles back, he had said he was out late with friends. As we pulled up to Nathan's dorm, I gently took his arm to wake him. It was like coiled steel wrapped in more steel. I had to take a deep breath to alleviate a flash that ignited my nipples. Nathan and Bunny would be needing their A game tonight. I shook him, well tried, and he woke.
"Whuh? Oh my gosh, so rude. I am so sorry."
"Ha! Don't be. You obviously needed to sleep. It was pleasant to see you feel so...comfortable." I realized I was still holding his arm and quickly pulled back.
Oh God, Jen! Stop flirting!
He showed a megawatt smile and went to respond but was interrupted by the screech of his rushing sister. We both got out and Bunny, in a sweet dress and sweater, rushed her brother. He caught her jump, and she spread her legs around his waist and kissed his cheek. It was quite surprising and a little arousing.
"Day-day! I can't believe you came!"
I was suddenly in a fantasy of wanting to say the same words to him while also wrapped around his waist.
"Um, Earth to Jennifer."
My son's voice brought me back and I was soon enveloped in his arms, groaning in joy and an appropriate amount of intimate pleasure. "Hi, Baby! Oh my gosh, you look even more handsome than last time!" I took the risk and noisily kissed him on the lips. Observers would consider it a mom trying to embarrass. My son and his girl would know it was a prelude.
Nathan walked around and Dayton let his sister down to come hug me. As she engulfed me in her stunning beauty and effervescence, I watched the two men shake hands as an introduction. They were all smiles, as I am sure Bunny had warned them both to behave, yet they seemed genuine.
Bunny licked my ear and whispered, "I am going to make you cum so hard, Mommy!" I nearly fell over when she unclenched me.
A quick walk to Bunny's dorm had us making plans for the rest of the evening.
She was all joy and excitement, "So, we don't really have time for dinner before, so I thought we could all go out after. The reading is in Angelou Hall, right over there, and I have to be there by..." she went on for a few more minutes.
We all agreed on dinner and Nathan told Bunny to take a deep breath. We had an hour and a half. I was going to go settle in my room, hoping Nathan might accompany me, but I knew that was a dangerous idea and he should be with his nervous girl. Dayton stayed with the kids as his Army buddy wouldn't be in until after eight. He had been a trained medic in the service and was now interning at the university hospital. I drove to the nice enough motel and checked in. The room had a king-sized bed.
Hope it's not too noisy.
I freshened up and changed into the blue lingerie, my simple floral panties a soaked and smelly mess. I donned a new rust, gold, and blue autumn leaf print dress with sensible shoes. I was never a high-heel woman. Probably because I was considered so tall growing up. I put on a little bit of make-up and pulled my dirty blonde hair back behind my ears. A small spritz of perfume and I was ready to go.
The performances were moving and funny; Bunny read last. Her hair in cascading curls, she approached the lectern with a smile and a little blush. She looked adorable and sexy on top of sophisticated.
For the next thirty-plus minutes she read some moving and stunning verse. It was deep and humorous and boasted impressive imagery and syntax. The last was an ode to the women in her life and was called Mama. By the end the entire audience was teary-eyed. Nathan squeezed my hand and whispered, "Isn't she amazing?" I nodded not being able to speak. She truly was. Next to me, Dayton was clapping the loudest. The poor hunk was crying like me.
Dinner was Italian and delicious., laughter and accolades permeating each course. I shamelessly touched my new fantasy's arm a number of times and almost played footsie under the table. Having Bunny run her fingers up my thigh did not help calm my wine-fueled horny. Then this sexy man paid for the dinner!
I reconciled my arousal as prep for the teens.
The kids and I were going to head back to my room with tiramisu to go. I offered to drop Dayton off.
"My buddy got called in for a procedure and won't be home until after midnight. I guess I will have to kill some time with y’all."
"Oh no, Day-day! That sucks but not really." She hugged him tightly, lingering a bit.
I was torn. This meant less Mommy (fuck) time. Unless... I had a hunch and decided to roll the dice on it.
"You can come with us, hang out, and have a nightcap- tell more embarrassing stories about these two."
He lit up and Bunny squealed. It was settled. As we all piled into my car, I couldn't help but notice my lover/son was quiet. Was he upset about my flirting? Shit...
At the motel room, we all shared the dessert. I had the chance to run my hands over Dayton's shoulders as I took his Jacket and hung it. Bunny sat between the men on the edge of the bed, I in the chair opposite. I casually allowed my dress to open a bit claiming I was too warm. Bunny winked at me noticing my not-so-subtle come on. Nathan was still quiet, and I was starting to get concerned.
"Nathan, honey. Can I speak to you in the bathroom for a minute." I stood, "Just a mom thing."
Bunny was stifling laughter, "I bet." Then she prodded a reluctant Nathan to follow me. Once in the bathroom with the door closed and the fan on, we made out hot and heavy, breath and moans coming in rapid succession along with generous petting and body squeezes. Then he suddenly grabbed my wrists and pulled away.
"Whah - what's wrong Baby?"
"You tell me!" he angry-whispered. "You were all over Dayton!"
I had to laugh, "Are you jealous? That's so cute!"
"No, it's not Mom, it's embarrassing."
"Now hold up a minute, mister. We are in uncharted territory here. I have an idea about Bunny and her brother, watching them all night. Remember what she said about learning sex from her aunties? There is more here than just sibling affection."
"What? No way!" he laughed.
I nodded, "I think there is sex in the air and my body has been picking up rampant pheromones. If I am wrong, fine. But let's have some emotional foreplay for later and see where things go."
"You are so wrong. If there was something, she would have told me."
I laughed and patted his cheek. "Oh, sweet boy of mine. You are an amazing lover. But you still have so much to learn about women." I kissed him with heat. "Now, let's use some mouthwash and see what's up." He made a face. "Garlic..." We both did a quick rinse and headed back out. We stopped dead in our tracks. I could not have been more accurate.
Bunny was straddling her brother's lap, the two were kissing with familiar passion and luscious need. Dayton's shirt was unbuttoned, and Bunny was kneading his pecs. Dayton's huge hands were squeezing her amazing ass cheeks with practiced adoration.
I breathed, "Oh my..."
Nathan shock-mumbled, "What the fuck?"
The two turned to look at us. Neither showed surprise nor concern. We now saw that Bunny's dress was unbuttoned and her stunning tits were hanging over her black bra. They were already shiny and wet.
The siblings looked sexy as hell.
"Um...sorry, Nate baby. I wanted to tell you, but Day-day said I should wait. Jen got me so hot I couldn’t!” She eyed me still a bit flushed from the foreplay in the bathroom. “Looks like I was right with my timing."
Sensing the awkwardness, Dayton took over. “Our family has the same types of secrets. And rather than pretend they don’t exist, maybe it would be better to share as much crazy taboo as possible”
Bunny got off of her brother and approached Nathan, not bothering to cover her exemplary, purple-black nipples. Arms around his shoulders, she kissed him. “You like to watch me fuck other guys. Why should my brother be any different?”
Nathan just stared and then turned to his mom as if asking for help. “I think my son is jealous of how turned on I am by your brother.”
“Told you bro!” Bunny giggled. “Mommy is a slut.”
I...
