Chapter 392 - 2

So she'd have to pretend that she hated it and avoided anything, any situation that might result in having sex with multiple guys, even though deep down she really wanted to do it again. What would you tell your other friends if they asked about it?"

"Of course I'd say it was a vicious rumor started by the mean girls because they were jealous of all the attention she got from THEIR boyfriends."

"See my problem? I know something about mom, something she doesn't want anyone to know about, something she's hiding from everyone, including herself. But she told me because it explained things that happened between her and me. I know something about dad that no one else knows, and he's kind of ashamed of it. He's hiding it from everyone because he thinks people would think less of him if they knew. He told me so I wouldn't make what he sees as his mistakes. Mom needs to know dad's story and dad needs to know mom's story. They need to be able to be honest with each other, but they're both hiding it from each other. If it ever came out in a bad way, it'd ruin their relationship. But I can't tell anyone, even them. Especially them. They have to learn it from each other by accident."

She leaned her face toward me and kissed me softly on the lips. "I wish every guy was like you," she whispered.

"Cuz I'm stupid?"

"Because you're honest and caring. I can't think of any guy I'd ever trust to share a secret with, besides you. You'll find a way. Now go to sleep and tomorrow it'll look better," she whispered, stroking her fingers on my face.

Sunday morning I woke with Tammy still in my bed. She'd usually have gotten up and gone to her own room by then. But this morning she was still in my bed, naked, awake, looking at me thoughtfully, her fingers gently playing with my dick through my sleep shorts. "Morning," she whispered.

"Shouldn't you be in your room?"

"The way I see it, after last night you and I can pretty much do what we want around the house. Not much they can say after both mom and me ended up sitting on your dick and dad fucking coming inside me. I mean, what are they going to say?"

"They might know but still get upset."

"I don't think they will," she answered quietly with a smile, "Now that I've had both of you, can I tell you a secret?"

"Like I need more secrets to keep."

"Okay. This one you can tell anyone you want. I think I like your cock better than any I've had so far. Just sayin'."

"Thanks I guess."

"Wanna know something else?"

"Sure."

"I took a shower last night before I came to bed so that if you wanted to we could have sex without having dad on me or in me."

"You did?"

"Uh huh. I don't mind if your dick has pussy juice on it. I mean, I lick girls just to taste their cum, but I know guys are a bit more hesitant about that kind of thing and I didn't want you to be uncomfortable."

"That was nice," I whispered as she slipped her hand into my sleep shorts and wrapped her hand around my shaft. She stroked me slowly until I lifted my butt and pushed my pajama shorts down. She let go of my dick and rolled herself over on top of me, her soft tits hanging down and her face inches from mine. I felt her lift herself on her knees and then felt her grasp my cock in her fingers again. She smiled as she rubbed my mushroom-shaped head along her pussy lips, gently wetting it until it was slick with her juices. I felt her nestle it into the opening to her vagina and then slowly push back, forcing me into her.

I reached up for her breasts and cupped each of them. One hand at a time,, she captured my hands in hers and pulled them from her body, pushing them to the bed near my head. She interlaced her fingers with mine and then held them on the bed near my shoulders, letting her hold herself up off of me just far enough to let just her nipples brush my chest.

"Nope. Just let me do all the work this time," she whispered.

She began to lift and lower her butt, sliding herself on and off my fat shaft. Each stroke slid her nipples back and forth a couple inches on my chest, clearly trying to make them tease over and around mine. Up and down she moved, just fast enough to push my orgasm along, but not so fast as to rush it. She watched my face, my eyes, watching my excitement slowly grow. I lost track of time as she worked up and down on me. The blanket had long slipped off of us, leaving us both exposed to whoever might walk in the still open door. I almost didn't see the movement as mom stepped silently into the room. She moved from the doorway around behind Tammy. Up and down Tammy continued to move, sliding me in and out of her soft, wet depths. I saw mom slip her nightgown all the way off, leaving her naked, watching us. One hand moved to her breast and the other between her legs, her fingers teasing both while she watched, while she watched me watch her. She let our eyes lock multiple times, each time seeming to make her more excited. I stared at her teasing her nipples with one hand while her other slipped between her lips, her feet spread apart enough so I could easily see what she was doing.

Up and down Tammy moved, my cock swelling inside her as I watched mom stroking herself. I could also feel Tammy getting closer to climax. We'd done it enough that I could feel it inside her, her vagina starting to quiver and squeeze tighter. I knew we were both moments away when I saw mom close her eyes and stand statue still. Well, almost. I could see her legs tremble as one finger continued to stroke her clit.

"Uhhhhh!" I grunted as my body spasmed and jammed my cock into Tammy. Tammy in turn gasped and started to shudder and tremble, her pussy squeezing and spasming with my spurting dick inside her. We lay on my bed, slowly allowing our combined climax to fade away. Mom slipped back out of my room silently, blowing me a kiss before closing the door behind her.

"Did you like that?"

"I did. It felt great."

"Did you like watching mom too?"

"How did you know she was?"

"I wasn't sure until now. But I thought she'd come in and was playing with herself."

"How'd you know?"

"I smelled her perfume," she whispered, "Only one reason to wear perfume in your pajamas, if you're intent on seducing someone."

"You think she was here to have sex with me?"

"Probably," she whispered, "Glad I was here first. I love how you feel in the morning. You're so big and hard, but at the same time it takes you longer to come, which is good because it means you give me a bigger load."

"You like that? Feeling me coming inside you? You can really feel it?"

"Every squirt," she whispered, "Now let's go share a shower. I'm sure by the time we're done and dressed for church mom will have breakfast ready.

Going to church was a mixed bag. It made me feel guilty about what I was doing with Tammy and mom, but not enough to make me stop, which also made me feel ashamed of myself. But then I guess that's what's supposed to happen. On the positive side I got to see both mom and Tammy in very nice dresses, which got me turned on and made me feel even more guilty for getting turned on in church. Sitting in the pew with their skirts pulling up high on their thighs, all that sexy leg showing, yeah, I loved it. I just didn't love the guilty feeling, but then I suppose that's kind of the point, right? This week I was more than willing to put up with feeling guilty. I needed help and only the man upstairs could do it. Assuming of course that he wasn't mad at me for the other things I was doing wrong. I'd never quite felt like I could tell if God was answering a prayer or not, but sometimes it felt like a situation unfolded in just the right way to help me when I needed it. Call it fate, coincidence, God, doesn't matter. To me it was his handiwork, and today I had a lot of help that I needed to solve this problem.

I was reasonably sure, not one hundred percent, but maybe ninety percent sure, that if I could get mom and dad to both learn about each other's sexual pasts, that they'd have a much better relationship. The trick was how to make it happen in circumstances that would help rather than ruin their relationship. I actually cared for mom, no that's not fair. Step mom or real mom, it didn't matter. I'd come to love her as much as any son could. I wanted them to be happy together and for me, that meant that they should be able to embrace who they were sexually, and not be ashamed of it. I mean, my dad did with my real mom, why not with my step mom? And my step mom's husband was a dick, leaving her and Tammy like that. She deserved to have a man that would allow her, or better yet, support what made her feel good. Maybe I'm naive, but if they love each other they shouldn't be hiding who they really are from each other. Anyway, that's pretty much what I told God. Now it was in his hands to figure out what was right and how to make it happen.

Did I mention that Jenny Tungstal was home from school, sitting in the pew right across the aisle from me? She looked smoking hot in that little pokadot dress, showing a lot more leg than even Tammy was, which was saying something. She still gave me that little feeling in the pit of my stomach seeing her again. Yeah it made me feel a little guilty, thinking the things I was in church, but the little smile she gave me right after she looked at the bulge in my slacks made me think she was feeling a little guilty too, but not so much as to not look. It'd been a long time since I'd seen her. Well, since august. It wasn't exactly the best goodbye. No, that's not right. She was downright hurtful. I'd thought we had a future, she thought otherwise and let me know that she'd just been stringing me along, though she never told me WHY she was stringing me along. It didn't really matter, she was going off to college half way across the country with no plans on coming back.

After service was over I took the time to go see her, telling her how nice she looked and inviting her over to hang out for a while before she had to head back. After I made the invitation, I chastised myself. She probably wasn't at all interested in renewing our connection, let alone any of the physical stuff that was swirling through my head. I'd become much more sexually active since she left and I doubted she had. I blushed a little when she caught me looking at her chest and the two prominent bumps that were suddenly protruding from the front of that sexy, little dress. I didn't bother to stop and think about WHY her nipples were so hard, probably because I was dealing with my surprise that she agreed to come over after lunch for a while.

Jenny and I had been pretty serious during high school, never quite reaching the point of out and out sex because she was saving that for the "right guy", but we did enough to know what each other's important parts looked like. She'd never let me get her completely naked, as if that would somehow keep us from going too far, but then maybe it did. Unfortunately, college plans were going to keep us apart and neither of us were too keen on a long distance relationship. Unfortunately, the way she put it, when she was ready to have sex, she wanted it to be in person, not across the internet. That didn't mean I didn't still have feelings for her, but I wasn't exactly sure what they even were at that moment. I hadn't expected to see her and dredge up all that crap, especially not with my head lost in the problems I already had. Before we headed home, I couldn't help but notice that Tammy and Jenny were clustered with quite a number of other girls their age, apparently catching up the latest gossip.

I was in my room trying to do physics homework when Tammy walked in. "You have company!"

"Oh?" I asked, looking up to see Jenny step into my room, still wearing that blue and white polkadot dress. The hem barely came half way down her thighs, probably not even that far, and I suspected that if she did a quick twirl the pleated hem would spin out and show off whatever panties she had on. Her breasts poked the top out sexily and I could see her nipples harden even as I sat looking at her.

"I'll just close this," Tammy said as she pulled the door closed, leaving Jenny standing with her hands clasped behind her butt.

"I don't have another chair, but the bed is available," I said, motioning to the bed for her to sit.

"Get right to the point, don't you?" she asked with an impish grin.

"What? Huh? I didn't mean, Um, I mean I didn't intend."

"It's okay. I was just teasing. Wanted to see if college had worn off any of that bashfulness. I'm glad it didn't. It was always one of your cuter traits."

I blushed at the thought of how she always said little things that embarrassed me, but only when we were alone. I never quite understood it, but she seemed to enjoy it. Intentionally taking things out of context as if I were suggesting something more sexual than I was trying to say.

"So, I hear you don't have a steady girlfriend."

"Nope. You?"

"Oh. No. No girlfriends," she said, grinning at me and making me blush again.

"I didn't mean that you had, were um, seeing other girls," I stammered out.

"Oh. Okay. No boyfriends either. But I hear you've been seeing a few, girls that is, not boys."

"Oh. Um. Not really."

"No? From what I hear Tammy's friend Vickie would be disappointed to hear that."

"Vickie? Um, she's kinda into other things."

"Oh? What kind of things? I didn't think you went in for the kinky stuff."

"Oh not that kind of thing. More like other kinds of people."

"You mean girls? Can't a girl be into both? You used to say you'd never understand how someone could swing both ways, has that changed?"

"Um, I don't, I wasn't..."

"From what Tammy said you're still a straight shooter, and you don't mind treating a girl to a fabulous ride, even more than one at a time. That sounds suspiciously like starting to get out of the one girl one guy thing."

"Um, well." I mumbled as I started to protest but couldn't find the words.

"You're still cute when you blush," she said as she still stood only a couple feet from me. "You certainly keep your bedroom hot. I'm roasting! Do you mind if I take my dress off?" she asked, not waiting for an answer before she was pulling the dress top down and the short sleeves down her arms. She let the dress slide down her body and pool around her feet, leaving her in tiny, blue, bikini panties and a lacy bra that made her c-cup tits look even more spectacular. "Seems to me you never minded seeing my boobs when we were dating."

"Um. No. I didn't," I agreed as she reached behind her back and unclipped the bra strap. She shrugged it off and let it flutter to the ground. "Still don't," I mumbled as she stood almost naked in front of me at least as naked as I'd ever seen her.

She stepped to me and reached for my hands. She pulled me out of the chair until I was standing in front of her. "Kneel down," she whispered. I knelt down in front of her and she pulled my hands to her hips. "When we were going together I let you see and touch my pussy a few times, but I had this silly rule that said you could only see either my boobs or pussy, but not at the same time. I thought that would be a good way from letting things go too far. Since I went to school I got an education, about boys. I kind of didn't realize how special you were. Turns out not all boys will respect a girl's wishes. I've just about lost my virginity unwillingly a couple times now. I think I'm willing to lose it now, to you, if you're interested."

"I thought you were saving this for that special guy?"

"Andy, there are times to ask questions and times not to ask questions. I am saving it for that special guy, and I just offered it to you. That should tell you something."

"Long distance relationships can be hard."

"Yeah," was all she answered. I slid my hands to her hips and started to pull her underwear down. "Just be as gentle with this as you always were with everything else," she whispered.

I nodded as I pulled her panties down. She stepped out of them, leaving her naked. When we were younger, we were each other's first kiss, first grope, first touch and first real love. Or at least for me they were. We shared oral sex with each other and we taught each other how and where we liked to be touched and kissed. We even experimented with her mom's vibrator a couple times. But I'd never seen her completely naked or put any of my dick into her. Today that was changing.

I gently pushed her back to the bed, and helped her scoot back on it until she could lay down. I stood by the bed and undressed, taking my time, seeing no need to hurry. Had this been six months ago, it would have been different. She watched, anticipating seeing my dick more with each thing I removed, leaving just my briefs and the bulge. "You're sure?"

She whispered, "I don't want you to think that just because we start having sex that you have to cut off all your other girls," she said nervously, "I'm a long way away and I kind of left you high and dry when I left. It had to hurt, seeing me leave like that. I'm sure it'll take some time for us to get close again. But this is my offering, my way of saying that I think you're that special guy and I want to open the door I closed when I left."

She did hurt me when she left, mostly because of the things she said. I thought we had a real chance. She thought she'd go to that big college and get her eyes opened. I guess she did in a way. I pushed my briefs down and stepped out of them, my hardon jutting out at her.

She gasped a little. "It looks bigger than I remembered."

I crawled onto the bed and pushed her knees apart. I started on her left ankle, and began slowly kissing up her leg using a little kiss followed by a wet stroke of the tip of my tongue that Vickie loved so much. It was pretty obvious that Jenny liked it just as much. I worked all the way to her knee and then slowly up her thigh. I could sense and smell her excitement as my lips worked closer and closer to her pussy. Just before I reached it, I moved away again, moving to her other knee, starting the tease all over again. I'd learned from Tammy just how powerful turning that momentary frustration into anticipation again was. I kissed up her right thigh, kiss lick, kiss lick, until I was again nearly to her pussy. Tammy also taught me that too much of something wasn't always good, and when it came to sex, frustration and anticipation were awfully close to each other and easy to overdo. Her pussy had full, round outer lips framed by tiny blond curls around a significant amount of protruding inner labia. Tammy had taught me just how sensitive that dark, ruffled skin could be. I reached out with my tongue and stroked the tip of it up along the very tips of her lips. She moaned softly as I started another lick, this time between those same flowery lips, tasting her excitement and anticipation. The third lick was deeper, more like what I'd done to her that first time I'd licked her, but much slower and more teasing. This wasn't about making her climax, not yet, this was about exciting her for what was to come.

I licked faster, moving my tongue up and down her slit while I shifted my arms, wrapping them around her thighs so I could use my fingers to spread her wide apart, another trick Tammy and I discovered together. With her spread wide I had easy access to her clit which was now sticking out from between her lips. I stopped licking, intentionally making the sensations stop abruptly. She moaned in frustration just like Vickie did when I did that to her. But I wasn't worried. I knew what was coming next, and neither of us were disappointed. I used just the tip of my tongue and flicked it quickly across her clit. She gasped and involuntary arched her back to push her pussy toward my face. It was a natural response to the sensation that told her body a dick was coming. One was, but not yet. I stroked over and around her hard clit with my tongue, teasing it and pushing her up the slope toward climax. I watched and felt her body, tasting her juices as they changed from tangy to sweet. I knew from Tammy and Vickie that I was getting her close. Her hips rocked and she moaned loudly. When her hands found my head and tried to push my face harder to her pussy, I knew it was time.

"Nooooooo!" she moaned loudly as I pulled my face from between her legs. I started kissing up her curl covered mound as I unwrapped my arms from around her.

I kissed slowly up her body, finding her soft breasts and rock hard nipples. I paused to lick and kiss and suck each one. I knew how excited we both were, how ready I'd gotten her. Neither of us wanted to be denied what we knew was coming next, though I doubted she knew how different the sensations of having a real dick inside would feel. I kissed up her chest to her neck as I brought my hardon up to touch her lips. I shifted my weight so I could reach between us. I found my hardon and moved it up and down, sliding my head between her inner lips, collecting her slick juices on my head. I felt for that perfect spot, her hips rolling and trying to push toward me involuntary when my head nestled into her vaginal opening.

"Oh my god," she moaned softly as I pushed a couple inches into her. I shifted weight again, holding myself up over her as I started to move in little, short strokes, pulling out enough to draw more of her slick juices to her lips and then back in again to use them to lubricate my shaft. It took nearly a dozen such strokes before I felt the smoothness of my stroke being fully lubricated. In and out I started to stroke, pushing in until my head banged gently against her cervix and the end of her vagina, and the crook at the base of my cock smashed into her clit. In and out I stoked, Jenny lifting and rocking her hips in time with my stokes. Her moans grew louder with each passing minute and her body started to tremble. I knew she was almost there, as was I.

"Oh Andy! Wait," she gasped moments before her pussy clenched around me. The change in tightness was enough and only a few strokes later my body spasmed as well, jamming me hard into her. I felt a gush of cum lance into her depths. "Ohhh god," she gasped as she felt it too. Half a dozen times I felt my cum surge into her. She shifted her feet and wrapped her legs around mine to keep me from pulling my still twitching dick from deep in her pussy, holding us tightly together while the last of my cum drained into her hot, wet pussy.

"You okay?" I whispered, lowering myself to my elbows so our chests brushed each other as I panted for breath, my face hovering inches above hers. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled our faces together. We shared a long, wet kiss that left me even more breathless.

"I'm so okay." She smiled at me. "That was so perfect."

"I felt like right before we came you were trying to get me to stop?"

"I was, but i changed my mind."

"About what?"

"About letting you come inside me." I looked at her curiously. "Please don't be upset with me. I didn't plan this. I didn't even think about it until I was looking at you in church. I was praying for some direction in my life. Since I left I haven't felt connected. I've kind of been floating along, waiting for life to show me the path it has for me, but never quite finding anything that felt right. That's why I'm home. I wanted to talk to mom, in person kind of talk."

"Okay," I said, not sure what to say.

"Then I saw you this morning. I saw you looking at me. All those things I felt for you when we were dating all came bubbling up inside. I suddenly realized that the direction I'd been looking for was right here the whole time."

"I still don't understand."

"Andy. I wasn't planning this. This was spur of the moment."

"So?"

"Andy. I'm a virgin, well, I was. I haven't been taking anything because I haven't been having sex."

I suddenly understood. "And you wanted to stop me from coming inside you because."

She nodded. "But I changed my mind. Suddenly it felt right. What I was looking for, that path that never seemed to show itself, in those few seconds I knew that I was on it all the time. It was going east that was off the path. All of a sudden, I wanted to feel us climax as one, sharing the one thing we never did when we were dating. I wanted to feel us together that way, the one way no guy had ever been with me. Not only with you in me like you were, but with you sharing part of yourself that I'd carry inside me."

"But getting you pregnant

"I don't think it'll happen. I just finished my period a few days ago, so it's probably fine. I'll get started on something. Mom and I talked about an IUD yesterday. Not sure why, but she felt it was time for me to do something. I guess she knew me better than I knew myself."

"This is all kind of sudden for me."

"For me too. I don't want you to think I'm trying to force you or trap you into something you don't want. I don't want you to have to change your life. Mom saw me looking at you in church. On the way home she told me that I gave up any right to expect anything when I broke up with you to go find the world. If I wanted you back I was going to have to earn you back, and that included accepting that your life is different now than when I left and different than if I hadn't left. I'm not part of that life any longer and if I want you, I'd have to find a way to be part of the life you have now, not the one I imagine it would be if I hadn't left. I know you're having sex with more than one girl. Sometimes more than one at a time. I'm good with that. I don't want you to change that because I want back in. All I ask is that you include me and give me a chance to be part of your life again. We'll just have to see what happens after that."

"Massachusetts is a long way away."

"I was already thinking about changing schools and coming home. Now I have a better reason to."

"You're really sure that's what you want? I mean, my life isn't exactly figured out."

She chuckled and tried to roll us over. We got half way and both of us started laughing at the failed attempt. I finished rolling us so she was lying on top of me, her soft tits pressed to my chest. She stopped laughing and looked at me seriously. "It's okay. I already figured it out. It won't last forever."

"Figured what out?"

"That you and Tammy are lovers."

I looked at her in shock. "She told you?"

"She didn't have to. I could see how every time your name was mentioned she'd glance over at you with that look. How long have you two been sleeping together?"

"Since she played a prank on me on Valentine's Day. She and her friend dumped pink powder and paper hearts on me in the shower. Later on, I found her blindfolded and tied to her bed naked. So I was teasing her with the toys they had out when her friend."

"Vickie?"

"Yeah. When Vickie came back, she had me put my dick into Tammy, letting her think it was Vickie with a strap-on."

"Did Vickie fuck you too?"

"Yeah."

She grinned. "Did I ever tell you you're gullible?"

"What'd you mean?"

"It was a setup. Vickie set you up sweetie. Set you up so they'd both get your cock!"

"She's never admitted it, but I suspected it. The whole thing was Vickie's idea, right down to catching me in the shower."

"And the three of you have been having sex ever since?"

"Yeah."

"Do your parents know?"

"We'll. Sort of. It's complicated. Both of them know, but neither knows the other knows and thinks if they did that they'd be upset."

"You're right. It is complicated. Why not just tell them both?"

"Hence my prayers this morning. You see, they've both confided in me with something from their past because Tammy and I are sleeping together. But neither one knows this thing about the other and both made me promise not to tell anyone."

"And this thing? It's about sex, isn't it?"

"Yeah."

"And thinking about it turns you on?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Cuz your dick is hard again and poking me between the legs."

"Sorry," I whispered.

"Don't be. I don't mind, if you don't mind letting me feel you in me again."

"No, i don't mind."

She moved up my chest a little and then slid back. I felt my mushroom head press between her lips and then sink slowly into her depths. "That was nice. No hands. I thought that would be harder to do than that."

"It usually is."

"So without telling me everything, can you tell me what part makes you excited?"

"No. But I can tell you about a game we played yesterday. But you have to promise not to tell anyone either."

"Cross my heart."

I explained to her about the episode by the pool, and mom and dad both seeing us doing it out there. After I told her about the girls tricking my parents into playing the sex car game, I explained about Dad ending up coming inside my sister.

"He really came Inside Tammy?" She asked quietly.

"Uh huh."

"But you didn't come inside your stepmom?"

"Um, no."

"Because....?"

"I should have?"

"I'd have thought it'd have been hard not too. Young guy getting into a pussy that's both new and forbidden, Unless."

"She's snuck into my room at night a couple times. And I've caught her using sex toys a few times."

"How many times?"

"Which?"

"Both."

"In my room three times. The sex toy: three or four since valentines."

"Andy. Once is an accident, three or four is on purpose. Sounds like her secret is that she likes to show off. She likes to be looked at and it turns her on. Probably likes sex with whoever, men or women, that she's showing off to. She can't show off for anyone outside the home, or her secret would be out and her reputation would suffer, so she has you. She shows off for you and then wants to have sex with you because you were the one she showed off for. Am I right? Is that her secret? She was a dancer?"

"I can't tell you that."

"That's as good as admitting it. The fact that your dad was overly excited watching the girls getting undressed, to the point of not being able to hold back, even with his own step daughter, tells me he likes to watch and touch multiple women getting undressed. They should be a great fit."

"If they knew about each other maybe, but they don't. Okay. I shouldn't have said that. You're a good guesser, but you can't say anything to anyone! I promised them both I'd never tell."

"No, I'm not a good guesser. I'm a psychology major and for some reason I've been doing a lot of reading about sex and sexual behaviors. I was thinking about going into sex therapy. So many things have been normalized that used to be considered perversions. Don't worry. I'd never tell if it involves you. It'll be our secret."

"So what's my sexual perversion?"

"Well you like fucking your mom, because you haven't stopped her. And you like fucking your sister, and of course her friends. I think you're closer to your dad than you'd like to admit. How many girls? In like the last month?"

"I don't keep track."

"Only prostitutes don't keep track and you're not doing this for money. How many?"

"Six. Seven counting you."

"That's not a bad number. How many at once?"

"Never more than three. Except for the game."

"Yeah. The game. How did that turn out?"

"Not good. After dad came in Tammy, he got angry and left. I didn't get the idea he was angry with us, but more at himself. He said he shouldn't have let any of it happen. I thought he meant the game, but I'm not so sure anymore."

"It was probably more than the game. Probably thinks that his desires are damning and feels like he shouldn't have ever let them be part of his life. So tell me about your mom and sex toys," she asked, moving her knees under her, straddling me. "I wanna hear what turns you on while I'm trying to make you come."

"She's got this thing she sits on. The first time I saw her use it I watched through the door. I didn't go in, but I jacked off. She looked so hot sitting there rocking on it. Later she came to my room to tell me she knew I was watching. She got undressed and showed me what she looked like naked and let me touch her while she played with my dick until I came. Another time I caught her using it and I walked in. We ended up having sex right there on her bed. Another time I did the same thing, walked in on her and we were having sex when the neighbor lady walked in on us just as we were finishing."

"And the last time? The one you weren't going to tell me about?"

"I walked in thinking it was mom, but it wasn't. Well, not exactly. She was there, naked, but the neighbor was sitting on the toy and mom was in front of her, sucking her nipples."

"And you had sex with them?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I can see I have my work cut out for me."

"Your work cut out for you?"

She stopped her slow strokes up and down my shaft and looked down at me. "I told you I wasn't making you change anything in your life. If I want to be part of your life, I'm going to have to get comfortable IN your life. So I better be prepared to be seen naked and having sex with you, because your fetish, so to speak, is risky sex. Doing it with people or in places that you shouldn't, watching women getting naked or being naked and then having sex with them. As fetishes go, it's not a horrible one."

"Like having sex with my sister with the door open?"

"Exactly like that," she said as she started to move on me again. "I can't tell you how big you feel right now. It's pretty clear you've enjoyed all those risky encounters. It's got you super turned on just thinking about them."

"I guess I have," I groaned as she started to stroke faster, her bare ass slapping me loudly.

"Should I go open the door?" she whispered as she stroked herself up and down on me, "Would you like your mom to find us and undress for you? Ohhhh. This feels so good. I'm glad I waited for it to be you!"

"You are?"

"It's going to be challenging, but I think I can do it. I just have to be sure to wear things you can get into easily. Dresses with no panties, front closures on my dresses and bras. I'm going to have to learn to take those risks with you."

"Yeah? Is that a problem?" I groaned as she pushed me closer to climax.

"As turned on as I am thinking about it? I don't think so!" she moaned as she bounced harder, "I'm kind of surprised how tingly my pussy is from talking about it. I'm going to come on you so hard! Come with me. Let me feel your cum pumping in me again!" Up and down she bounced her ass, her butt slapping against my thighs as she pushed us both closer to climax. "Gonna come," she panted, "Tell me you're close. I can't hold it off much longer!"

"Don't," I grunted as my own orgasm started to flow over me. I felt her pussy contact around me, the next few strokes pushing me over the edge. My body spasmed and I felt a gush of cum pump up into her. She felt it as well and slammed herself down on me. By the second shot she was lying on me, her tits squeezed between us, panting.

"That's it lover. Fill me up. I don't know that I'll ever stop wanting to feel you do this!"

"Any guy can do this."

"No. It wouldn't be the same. The only one I want doing this is you."

"Massachusetts is a long way away."

"But there's only two months in the semester left. Then I'll be home and we can do this as much as you want, wherever you want. I have a few friends I might even be able to talk into stripping for us. As long as you promised to save all your cum for me that is."

"When do you go back?"

She looked at her watch and scowled. "My ride is picking me up in fifteen minutes."

"Oh," I said, trying not to be disappointed.

She held my face in her hands. "Hey! It's alright. We'll have plenty of time once I'm home, and if somewhere along the way you want me to leave, you say so. If you want to make us more permanent, all you have to do is say so. Either way I'll do what you ask, but I'm hoping for the second.... No, not a word. I don't want you to say anything you'll regret. I don't want to hear promises that you can't keep. I didn't expect today to be, well, today. I went to church wishing to find direction in my life. I never expected it to be you or this. I can't expect you to get over the hurt I caused just like that. It'll take a while, but I'm willing to be your friend, with benefits, as much as you want, until we know if you can get over the hurt. Guys don't have a lock on doing stupid shit. Me leaving like I did, it was stupid. I didn't realize, even until today, just what I was throwing away. Not all girls get a second chance. I'm hopeful that this is the start of that second chance." She leaned down and kissed me for long seconds before pulling her face away. "Now. Don't say anything. Just lie there while I get dressed. I want to remember you just like this until I get home again."

She pushed up off of me and I watched her pull her dress on, leaving her underwear and bra on the floor. She picked up both and tossed the panties on my now shriveled dick. "You hang on to these. I'm gonna be leaking your cum half way to Pennsylvania. Karen, my ride, she'll notice for sure. She also knows I'm not on anything, so we'll have a lot to talk about on the way back. She stepped to me and kissed me. "See you soon!" And then turned and walked out, leaving the door wide open.

"So, what's new?" my sister asked as she walked in unannounced a while later. She sat on the edge of the bed and picked up the panties from where I'd dropped them next to my pillow when I got dressed again. She sniffed them. "Yep she was horny alright. How many times?"

"Twice."

"So I have competition?"

"She wants a second chance."

"And after the things she said in august, you're going to let her?"

"I'm thinking about it."

"How do you know she's serious?"

"She gave me her cherry."

"I guess she is serious. I suppose that means we have to stop sleeping together."

"Nope."

"No?"

"She says she knows she hurt me and that I have a life that's different that if she'd have stayed. She doesn't want me to change it for her, she's making it her task to find a way to fit into my life. Not take it over."

"Well damn! What If she finds out you're screwing my mom?"

"She knows."

"And it doesn't bother her?"

"She figures it's temporary."

"And me?"

"Same. She doesn't want me to change anything to suit her. She said we'll find a way to work out with my life the way it is, or we won't. But if not, it'll be her fault, not mine."

"Wow. Going to school out East really opened her mind up."

"Seems that way."

"Figured out what to do about mom and dad?"

"No. But I think Jenny is my sign that God has an answer. I just need to be ready when I see it."

Tuesday was my short day. When I got home I heard that familiar humming sound, along with soft moans. I grinned to myself and undressed as I walked to mom's room. My dick was already hard when I opened the door and stepped in. I froze in place, staring at the naked woman riding her sex toy, the not mom naked woman. "Shit! Marlene! I'm sorry! I thought you were mom," I said, suddenly blushing as I backed out of the room.

"Andy! Wait!" I heard her say as I walked away quickly. I went back through the house picking up my clothes and then bounded up the stairs toward my room.

"Jesus that's embarrassing," I said as I tossed my clothes onto the bed and then flopped down face down.

"Andy?" I heard her whisper as she touched my leg, "Andy. Look at me please?"

I rolled half way over. "It wasn't your fault. I've been sitting on that thing for over an hour, waiting for you to come home. Your mom told me what time you usually came home. I figured you'd think it was you mom and come in like you did last time," she said, crawling part way onto that bed. She reached out and pushed my hip, rolling me over. "That's what I wanted. I wanted you to find me. I wanted you to walk in and see me naked, having an orgasm. I wanted you to stand in front of me and play with yourself until you couldn't wait and then you'd pull me to your mom's bed and fuck me the way you did that day to her, standing between my legs, pushing that dick into me instead of her.

'm sorry if an old woman's fantasy embarrassed you. You see. It's been a long time since anyone looked at me the way you did last time. Looked at me with lust. Looked at me like I was sexually desirable. I wanted to see that in your eyes and feel it inside me again. I know. It was a silly idea. A silly old woman fantasy. I'll go now. I just wanted you to know it wasn't your fault." She moved off the bed and started to walk away.

"Marlene." She stopped at the door and looked back. "You're not going to go without making me come, are you? After getting me all turned on?"

She smiled and stepped back toward me. "You know what I want, don't you?"

"Yeah. You want to feel me fucking you. The only question is how do you want me to do it?"

She crawled onto the bed. "I'd kind of like to see your face when you come in me," she whispered.

I pushed her onto her back and rolled onto her, lying between her legs. I moved up until I could slide into her sopping wet pussy. As I pushed in and out slowly, I had the germ of an idea. "What is it you like about having sex with me?" I asked as I stroked in and out slowly, teasing both of us.

"I like the way you look at me. The way you want me and then take me. I like feeling you come inside me while I'm coming. The way you wait to make sure you and, well, whoever you're fucking, climax together."

"Does it excite you to think of turning me on with your body?"

"Oh yes. More than it should."

"If I asked you to come over, dressed in something sexy and undress for me, would you?"

"Oh yes," she breathed, clearly excited about the prospect.

"What if I made you wait to have my dick until you rubbed your tits and pussy all over it while you danced for me? Danced sexily as you took your clothes off, teasing me, showing me your breasts and then your pussy. Rubbing both on me, making me taste your nipples and pussy before sliding down and sitting on my dick. What if I made you ride up and down on me until we both came, pretending we were at a strip club and you were the stripper. Would that turn you on?"

"I don't know how to, but I'd love to learn if you'd like to see me do it."

"I would. I'd love to see you sexily strip for me and get me all turned on dancing for me, rubbing your tits on my hard dick and then sit on my lap and feed me your nipples while you sit on my dick, sliding it deep inside you. Would you like to do that?"

"Oh shit. I'm going to come!" she gasped.

"Do it. Come for me. Let me feel your excitement for me in your climax. Let me feel you come around my dick!"

"Oh god!" she cried as her pussy clenched around me, "Ohgodohgodohgod!" she moaned over and over as she came. I thrust in and out hard, pushing me right to the edge and then over the cliff. My body bucked hard, jamming deep in her as I unloaded spurt after spurt deep in her pussy.

"Oh god. Oh my. I came so hard. So hard thinking about it, about teasing you that way. I want to, but I don't know how."

"I do."

"You do?" she asked breathlessly.

"I do. I know someone who can teach you, but if I told you who, she'd know I broke a promise."

"Well, how do I know who unless you tell me?"

"Think about it a minute. I'm sure you'll be able to figure it out."

"Tammy?... no. Elaine. Your mom. She knows how to lap dance?"

"You can never ever tell her that even the idea was from me."

"Do you think she'd teach me?"

"You're her best friend."

"She would."

"You'll be the envy of all the housewives. I mean, how many would love to try and strip in front of a bunch of young studs? I bet you know a few. A few that would take a chance dancing like that for some guys they didn't know, knowing that they'd be expected to do the full dance, right down to riding them until they come? Pushing their pussies in their young guys faces, letting them lick them and taste them before they sat on their laps and rode their cocks until the came in them?

"I do." She giggled. "I can think of a few that wouldn't mind feeling a young cock again."

"You'd have to have a way to get them all in the same place, someplace they could all get naked."

"No, even better, sexy lingerie. They can dress in sexy lingerie and then dance and strip for a few hunky guys, like you, you'd have to be one. I'd want to do it for you. Maybe you could even watch us trying on the lingerie. I know you'd enjoy it. You seem to like seeing me undressing."

"I could find a few guys I can trust. The moms might want to wear masks so they can't be identified."

"Ohhhhh. Good idea."

"But now you have to convince mom, and you have to do it so that no one knows that I told you any of this."

"If she asks you can honestly say that you didn't tell me she knows how to do it. I don't know HOW she knows, but you didn't tell me. I guessed it on my own. So you can say no without lying if she asks."

"I can," I agreed.

"Andy, Is it alright?" she asked, looking up at me with concern.

"Is what alright?"

"Is it alright that we're doing this? I mean, having sex, planning to have more. Is it wrong?"

"That's a question only you can answer, but if you do this, you can go home and do it for your husband. Maybe it'll give you a little of what you're looking for."

"Or it won't and then what?" she asked, "I can't go through life fucking the neighbor boy."

"I can't tell you how to live your life. But if you love having sex and your husband has gotten tired of your body, maybe you need to find things that challenge that. Find ways to tease him sexually, send him sexy texts at work or even sexts. If that isn't enough, find out what turns him on and set up things like that, even if it's with other couples and stuff. I don't know exactly, but if it was me, I wouldn't be content to live the rest of my life without sex. But It's not my life."

"No. it's not," she said softly, "But for someone so young you certainly have clarity. You're right, the ball's in my court," she said, pushing on my hips. She coaxed me from between her legs and then climbed from the bed. She looked down at herself, my cum oozing down her leg. "Part of me says to go home and let Tom see me like this, naked and freshly fucked. It probably wouldn't have the effect I want, but it's tempting as hell to show him that someone still wants this old woman's body."

"You're younger than mom. Old woman," I said, shaking my head, "I think you look sexy as hell, and there isn't a guy in this neighborhood that wouldn't like to see you doing a strip tease for him."

She smiled as she knelt back on the bed. She leaned down at me and kissed me softly for long seconds. She pulled her lips from mine a few fractions of an inch. "You are such a sweet boy. You always know just what to say," she whispered. And with that she stood up and walked out of the room.t had been a quiet two weeks. My plan for getting mom and dad connected was moving slowly. Mom had asked me if I'd told anyone about her secret, which I could honestly answer that I hadn't. When I asked why, she just answered that she had a rather unusual conversation with Marlene. She wouldn't say more, but it didn't matter, I expected Marlene would fill me in on Tuesday. She let me know to expect her so I wouldn't hang out at school too long.

When Tuesday came I headed into the house. I was sort of disappointed I didn't hear moms vibrator, but not for long. A note taped to my bedroom door gave me directions. 'You know where to come, the back door is open. Leave your clothes in the kitchen. You'll know where to go next. You may not speak or touch unless invited. I hope you enjoy your surprise!'

It was pretty straight forward. I walked out our back door and across our two yards. The back door of her house was indeed open. I walked into the kitchen and looked around. I wasn't sure when the last time was I'd been in her house. It was immaculate, but then since she didn't work I wasn't sure what else she had to do. I found a little card on the island in the kitchen. It simply said 'Start here.' I'd never really undressed at anyone else's house before, except maybe Jenny's. I undressed and then, completely naked, walked through the house. I heard music upstairs and followed it to what must have been the master bedroom.

I found Marlene standing by the big, four post queen-sized bed, waiting expectantly. She had on a pale blue summer dress that came down to her knees, surprisingly long for as young as she was. I mean she wasn't that much older than I was. If I had to guess, I'd say she wasn't even forty yet. Nearly two thirds of the front was fastened with little, white buttons, her long, blond hair cascading down over one shoulder until it nearly reached half way down her right breast. She had on either stockings or pantyhose and white high-heeled shoes that made her luscious legs look even longer. She stood, watching me look at her, not moving. I saw a kitchen chair and got the idea I was supposed to sit in it. She smiled as I sat down and stepped over so she was six or eight feet from me.

She stood in front of me and moved her fingers to the top most button of her dress and began to undo it. She slowly worked her way down the front of her dress, undoing one button at a time. I could see her chest start to become visible as she worked lower, and then the swell of each breast. She worked the buttons apart lower, taking her time, her expression both nervous and playful.

I saw the lace of her bra become visible as the front of the dress spread more. Marlene worked the buttons all the way down past her waist, finally stopping when the last button was undone, nearly at her crotch. She slipped her hands up the now unbuttoned edges of the dress until her fingers were at her shoulders. Marlene slowly pulled the dress top apart, exposing more of the white lace bra, spreading the top of the dress wider than her shoulders and allowing it and its short sleeves to slide down her arms. The dress slipped all the way down, leaving her in a lacy, white bra, light-blue bikini panties, stockings that came up to the middle of her thighs, and her high heels.

She smiled and turned away from me as she bent over. She kept her legs mostly straight as she stepped out of the dress and picked it up off the floor. She partially straightened up to toss it on the bed, staying halfway bent over. She moved her feet apart to shoulder width and arched her back, pushing her panty-covered pussy out at me. She reached between her legs and stroked her clearly wet crotch. I watched as she stroked herself, pressing the wet material between her lips slightly. After several long seconds teasing me she straightened back up. She stood still, facing away from me, crossing one arm over her chest. With the other she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra strap. With her back now bare, she turned to face me. Holding her arm over her breasts, she pulled the bra from between her chest and arm, tossing it toward my lap and my now rock-hard dick. She stood, her arm across her chest, hiding most of her breast and her nipples. Watching my eyes, she slowly let her arm drop, exposing her breasts and erect nipples. She let her hands drop to her hips and the elastic waistband of her panties. Slowly turning to face away from me, but still looking over her shoulder at me, she slowly bent over, pushing the waistband down over her butt. She paused part way and wiggled her butt at me. With a grin she looked away and bent further, slowly pushing the underwear down. The waistband slowly slid down her thighs, the crotch still pressed to her pussy. Slowly she bent further, pushing the panties, the crotch slowly pulling away until her whole pussy was exposed. She bent further, dragging them down her legs. She carefully worked the panties over her high heels, gingerly stepping out of them. She dropped them to the floor between her legs as she set her other foot on the floor, with her legs slightly spread. She stroked her fingers up her thighs to her lips and began stroking over and between them, teasing herself and me along with her.

"Mmmmmmm," she moaned softly before straightening and turning. She stroked her fingers from between her legs up her stomach to her breasts, leaving a little trail of wetness up her stomach. She cupped both big, soft orbs and let her thumbs tease back and forth across each hard nipple, letting another soft moan slip from her lips. She looked at me lustfully, stepping toward me slowly, in tiny little steps that extended the time I had to take in her beauty. When her knees nearly touched mine she bent over and rubbed her hard nipples across my lips, pulling away with a giggle as I tried to capture one of them in my mouth.

Seeming pleased with her work so far, she let go of her breasts and straightened up. She lifted one foot, setting it on the chair between my legs. She leaned down and undid the little strap. She reached her hands for mine, pulling them to her foot. She straightened up slowly and gently pulled her foot from the shoe. She bent toward me again, resting her foot on the chair between my legs so her toes were touching my balls. She pulled my hands to her right leg and pulled them up her leg until I had her thigh in my hands. She coaxed me to grip the lacy top of the stocking and pull it down, helping me stroke her leg with my fingers as I rolled the stocking down. When I had it rolled all the way to her toes, unable to pull it off because her toes were pressed to my balls, she pulled her foot from it and switched legs. She held her foot between my legs expectantly. I undid her shoe and pulled it off before teasing her stocking down her left leg, her toes teasing me as I did.

I was incredibly turned on and hoped that sitting on my dick was next, but alas... it was not. She pulled me from the chair by both hands and drew me along as she walked backwards into the bathroom. She led me to the shower and into it. She pushed me firmly to the little built-in bench in the corner of the walk-in shower. She turned on the water and squealed as the cold spray hit her back. It took several long seconds before the warm water came out. She backed under further, wetting herself. She stepped forward and, using a bottle I hadn't noticed her pick up, drizzled a colored liquid over her chest. She set the bottle aside and began gently rubbing her hands through the liquid, spreading it over and around her breasts and then down to her stomach, turning it into a fine, white lather. She let one hand travel down between her legs again, rubbing and caressing her pussy while her other hand teased her breasts and nipples. The tiny soap bubbles slid down her breasts and dripped from the bottom of each teardrop shaped orb. More suds slid down her stomach and between her legs to be rubbed into her pussy by her own hand.

She suddenly turned under the water and rinsed, almost rushing to finish what had been a very tantalizing display. She turned the water off and turned to me again, reaching for my hands. "I hope you've liked what you saw," she said as she backed up out of the bathroom, pulling me by my hands. "Because I don't think I can wait any longer."

"For?"

"Your cock silly. I want to feel you pushing into me," she whispered as we reached the bed. She sat on the edge and lay back, lifting and spreading her legs wide as she pulled my hands to draw me between them. "Fuck me Andy. Please?"

I was more than ready to do that. My dick stuck out at an angle, my engorged, purple, head rested against her freshly washed pussy. She pulled my hands to her breasts and then reached hers to my dick. She rubbed my head up and down her wet slit. "I've been doing what you saw, imagining you were here to watch. Then I laid down like this and made myself come with a vibrator. Today I wanted you to be here for real, be in me for real," she whispered as she pulled on my dick, forcing my head into her opening. I squeezed her breasts and pushed myself slowly into her. "Ohhhhh. Yessss!" she gasped as my overly excited dick slid deeper into her. "God you're so big today! I must have really gotten you turned on!"

"I love watching women undress, and you did a really good job getting me worked up."

"I'm glad," she moaned as I started sliding in and out of her equally excited pussy. "God, I'm so close already. Watching you watch me got me soooo fucking turned on!"

I stroked myself in and out, slowly at first and then quicker as my own excitement grew. She rocked her hips in time with my strokes, moaning loudly in pleasure as her vaginal walls squeezed and spasmed around my thrusting shaft. "Oh god. You make me come so hard! Sooo fucking hard!" she moaned as I let go of her breasts. I slid my hands to her legs and lifted them, grasping under her knees and spreading her legs even further apart. With the change in position I could feel my dick banging into her cervix with each stroke, forcing her climax even higher. "OH SHIT!" she cried into the room as her whole body shuddered and trembled. I could feel her pussy clenching around me and her juices pushing out around my fat shaft with each stroke into her. I felt my urgency to drive into her grow by the moment, the warm tingle spreading through my groin and dick as I pumped into her faster, slapping our bodies together. Her tits rolled wildly on her chest as I pounded into her, my own orgasm only moments away.

"Uhhhhh. Coming!" I grunted as my body surged, forcing me to thrust deep into her. I felt the first gush of cum spurt out into her, then a second and third. My body spasmed on its own account, my cock jerking and twitching inside her as I stood between her legs groaning and watching her gasping as her climax hit yet a third peak.

I stood there emptying my balls into her, my dick twitching inside her until she felt me start to soften. Breathing heavily yet, she pulled away, sliding onto the bed further, reaching out to me. I crawled onto the bed with her, actually, on top of her and she rolled us over, me under and her half lying on me. She rested her head on my shoulder, and her leg across mine, her thigh nuzzling my softening dick and balls. I felt her soft, warm body pressed to mine, one of her soft breasts pressed to my side while the other lay on my chest. We lay there, breathing heavily for and stroking each other softly while we recovered from the intensity of our climaxes.

"Ohhh. God I wish I could get you like this every day." she whispered after several minutes. "Ever since you walked in on your mom and I, ever since that day, I realized that I didn't just have to fantasize about you, watch you mowing the lawn without a shirt, imagine that you'd walk over to my yard, take your shorts off and then make me take my clothes off for you, only then to feed your big, hard dick into my mouth or pussy. I've watched you for years... now I have you just the way I'd imagined, at least for a little while."

"I'm glad I could make your fantasy come true."

"You have. Any time I'm out tanning, or working in the garden or anything outside, you can come over. Tease me, let your hands roam anywhere you want. If you're daring enough, maybe pull down my pants and play with my pussy or even feed that sexy cock into me."

"You don't think your husband would mind?"

"If he minded he wouldn't leave me wanting almost every day. I've been thinking about what you asked. His loss is your gain. I could fuck you every day and never get tired of it," she said with a soft chuckle. "As long as you don't get tired of an old woman like me."

"You're not that old. I mean, what, thirty five?"

She lifted her head up and kissed my cheek. "Oh god I love you. No, I'm not thirty, but I appreciate the compliment."

"Then how old?" I asked curiously.

"Not quite old enough to be your mother," she whispered. "Now, about trying to get women over to undress for you and maybe a couple other guys. I've been thinking. As much as I now know you love watching us undress, I think you have other motives here. I think you want me to make it so your mom is doing it too. That's the point, isn't it? Getting her to do it in front of some guys, including your dad. Maybe even arranging it so someone besides your mom is doing the lap dance and riding your dad's dick. That's it isn't it?"

"Pretty much."

"What I had in mind isn't going to do that, but I might have another idea. But it'd mean you might have to watch them one at a time, just one of them, and me and you, maybe your mom. Are you okay with that? I mean, watching them undress for you and then letting them ride you?"

"How many are we talking about?"

"I don't know exactly. Maybe four, five with me."

"If they look as good as you do, I'm fine with that. I mean what guy wouldn't be?"

"Good. I need to talk to your mom. I may let out more than you want, but I'll make sure she understands. I think you're going to enjoy what I have in mind."

"You think so?"

"Yeah. I think so," she whispered. She lifted her head and looked toward the dresser. "See that dresser?"

"Uh huh."

"Did you know I undress in front of it every night and every morning I dress in front of it?"

"I didn't."

"You know what else?"

"What's that?"

"My bathroom has a window. And it looks alllll the way from the shower to the door, right past my dresser."

"It does?"

"Uh huh. I don't think I've even looked out that window until today. You know what I noticed?"

"No."

"If I leave the curtain open I can see your bedroom window from inside the shower, and from my dresser I can see all the way into your bedroom. Isn't that interesting?"

"It would seem to be, if there weren't a curtain on it."

"Yeah, I think that curtain is about to have an accident. My husband isn't too good at getting things fixed, so it might be a while before he gets the curtain rod put back up."

I chuckled. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you were having fun showing off for me."

"Who says you know better?" She giggled before rolling back on top of me and kissing my lips. "Now, all this talk about showing off for you has mister happy getting hard. How about we just tuck him someplace useful?" she whispered as she shifted her knees under herself. She reached between us, staying leaned over so her breasts rubbed against my bare chest, I felt her find my partly hard dick and lift it as she lowered her hips down. She wiggled it around her opening until she managed to make it slip inside her. "Ohhhhhh yeah. What would you do if I was out sunning my sexy little body in the back yard while you were mowing and I just sat up and took my bikini off, first the top and then the bottom? And I laid back down and played with myself where you could watch me while you mowed? Ohhhh. Naughty naughty boy. I can tell exactly what you'd do. Wanna know why?" she whispered, her hips wiggling a little while she pressed her lips to mine, keeping me from giving any answer. She broke the kiss, breathing heavily. "Because you're getting so hard inside me. I can feel you growing inside me, getting fatter and longer, thinking about me lying out in the yard naked, playing with myself. I might just have to do that, just to see what you'd do, just to see if you'd really come over and fuck me." she said, her voice falling off to a very soft whisper as she started to lift and lower her ass, sliding her wet pussy up and down my shaft. "Letting you fuck me right in the back yard." she breathed, not even loud enough to consider it a whisper, the look on her face one of pure lust. "Lying there, feeling you stroke into me like this?"

Up and down her hips moved, slowly at first, her chest pressed to mine and her lips hovering over mine as if to kiss me again at any moment. "God Andy. You make me feel so good, so special, so sexy. I love how it feels to have you inside me and have your hands stroking my soft body. I love feeling you filling me with your cum as I climax around you. Let me make you come in me again. Let me feel your strong young cock filling me up again." She breathed as she pumped her hips faster, her pussy making an audible squish with each stroke down onto me. She held her face inches from mine as she pushed us both toward climax, toward the point of no return. I saw her face scrunch up, as if trying to hold back the floodgates. She chewed her lower lip as she bucked her ass up and down, stroking my swelling cock in and out of her pussy. "Oh shit!" She squeaked as I let my body go. I could feel my swelling head inside her moments before the first spurt of cum pushed into her. "AHHHHH!" she cried as she felt me start to come inside her. She pressed down hard and I felt her whole body tremble as she let the squirts of my cock push her over the edge. She lay on me, trembling and twitching for almost two minutes before she pressed her lips to mine. I held her in my arms, pulling our chests together while we both climaxed together. "I know I'm married and I know we can't really love each other, but god I could so fall in love with doing this with you."

"Just love me for sex?"

"Oh honey, never underestimate the power of an orgasm." she whispered. "Each time we have sex, you give me a gift. You make sure I come with you or before you. You never leave me hanging. Wanting more maybe, but never not satisfied. I can't say that about my husband. That makes this soooo dangerous."

It was two days later when Jenny caught me standing at my bedroom window, naked, watching Marlene standing in the middle of the space in front of her dresser, slowly rubbing lotion into her skin.

"What'cha doing?" she asked as she stepped around next to me.

"Oh! Nothing!" I said, startled.

"Uh huh. Nothing, with your hand around your hardon? Seriously?"

"Well, maybe not nothing," I answered as she pushed me out of the way to look out the window.

"Ohhhhhh you bad boy! Does she know you're watching her bedroom?"

"Actually, she does," I answered quietly. "She arranged it."

"Ohhhhh. I knew you were a voyeur, but I didn't know she was an exhibitionist."

"Well, maybe just for me."

"Uh huh. She must know you're looking," she said as I blushed a little and stepped away from the window.

"Why's that?"

"Come see," Jenny said, making room for me to come back to the window. Marlene was standing, facing the window, one foot on the end of the bed, her legs spread and her naked body completely exposed. Her right hand was stroking her pussy and her left was teasing one of her nipples. "Looks like she's having a pretty good time thinking about you. Have you been sneaking over there when we aren't looking?" When I didn't answer, she turned around to look at me. "You have! You've been fucking Marlene?""Just once in a while," I said defensively.

"You bad boy. I might have to tell mom," she said as she turned around to face the window again.

"She knows," I answered, looking past my sister again at Marlene as she teased her body closer to orgasm.

"You like this? Looking at her doing that? Why not just go over and fuck her?"

"She's got me turned on enough that it's tempting, but her husband is home. That could be a bit messy."

"It could," she said as she reached down and grabbed my cock. "I'd hate to waste a good hardon. Why not let me have this one?" she said, pushing my dick down as she stepped in front of me. I squatted down a little and let her aim me at her pussy and then stood back up, driving my dick slowly into her surprisingly wet pussy. "Mmmmmmm nothing like a morning fuck."

"Uh huh," I said, looking past her and watching Marlene tease her body as I started to thrust into Tammy from behind. I let my hands slide up her sides and then around her front, cupping both her soft boobs.

"Oh yeah. Play with my nipples like she is," Tammy groaned softly as I started to pinch and twist her nipples, all the while stroking in and out of her. I could feel her wetness grow as we screwed, both of us watching her as she teased her body toward climax. "I think she's going to come. Watch her. She's getting ready to come."

I watched, pumping in and out of Tammy, while Marlene arched her back and then sprayed out a gush of her juices toward us. Her body shuddered as she frantically stroked her clit, twice more pumping her cum out at us. I continued to stroke in and out of Tammy, playing with her nipples while I watched Marlene. She put her foot down and walked toward the window, apparently coming to see if maybe by chance I'd watched. She looked almost surprised to see Tammy and I both looking at her, Tammy visible from just below her waist and up. She grinned and watched as I continued to stroke in and out of Tammy, pumping myself closer and closer to climax. Tammy's tits bounced against the window pane with each stroke into her, pushing her body toward Marlene and the window. Marlene smiled at us as she walked to the window and stood, only visible from just below her breasts and upward. She leaned toward the window and pressed her big soft tits against the glass and smiled at me, giving me a kissing motion.

"Oh fuck," Tammy grunted as her pussy clenched around me. She closed her eyes and hung her head as her climax started to wash over her, her arms and legs trembling as her pussy continued to clench and spasm around me. Her whole upper body pressed to the glass, as she climaxed, her chest heaving as she panted for breath.

"Oh damn," I groaned as I started to cum inside her. My body spasmed and jerked with each new spurt of cum into her pussy.

"Oh yeah," Tammy groaned as my surges faded away and her own body seemed to still. "You were turned on." She panted, pushing away from the window.

"Yeah. I guess," I said, looking up to see Marlene blow me a kiss before walking away from the window. I stood with my dick softening in Tammy, watching Marlene dress and then leave the room. Tammy turned, pulling off of me, wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my face to hers. "That was even more fun that sneaking in and fucking you in the shower." She giggled. "Which, by the way, was what I was planning on doing if you weren't in here."

"You're insatiable," I said quietly.

"You don't know the half of it. Now come on. We both need a shower before class, right?"

"Right," I agreed, stepping back when she released my neck. We shared a shower and then headed off to get to class.

Thursday night had been dad's usual late night, but tonight, Friday, we were surprisingly all in the same room at the same time. Dad had of course picked the movie we were watching, Tammy on one end of the sofa, with the recliner extended, me sitting close next to her so I could share the foot rest. On my other side was mom, with her feet curled up under her, leaning against dad, who had the other recliner end of the sectional sofa reclined. My pocket vibrated and I dug my phone out and looked at the text message I'd gotten. Surprisingly it was from Jenny. It was a picture of her face pressed cheek to cheek with another girl. 'My friend Karen who gave me a ride back said I needed to send you something so you don't forget. So here goes.'

A few moments later the phone chirped with another message. I looked and saw the two of them in the frame, Karen holding the phone out to take the selfie. But what was different was that I could see most of their bodies instead of just their faces. Both had taken off their shirts and were sitting with their bra-covered breasts pressed together. Karen was every bit as well endowed as Jenny was, but her skin was much darker. At first I thought maybe she was just very well tanned, but the following picture, showing them now pressing their breasts together, changed that. The two had their breasts pressed together so that their nipples were pushing into each other, Karen's large, dark areola much larger than Jenny's pink, puckered areola and nipple.

"Ooooooo. Sexy!" Tammy cooed, looking at the phone from where she was leaned back in the recliner. "That'd make you think about her."

"Who's that?" Mom asked as my phone chimed again.

"Jenny. She's trying to get lover boy here to take her back."

I looked at the next picture, both of them now kneeling on the bed, facing each other, neither wearing anything but underwear. Karen had both of Jenny's nipples in her fingers and she was obviously tugging on them while Jenny had one of Karen's big black nipples in her fingers.

"Is she serious this time?" Mom asked, looking at me but not expecting me to answer.

""I think so," Tammy answered for me. "She gave him her cherry."

"Really!? That serious? Wasn't she planning on waiting for the right guy to come along?" mom asked, this time clearly expecting me to answer.

"That was her plan," I answered noncommittally as my phone chirped again. I looked at the picture and saw the two of them laying back on the bed with their legs crossed over each other and both pussies clearly visible. Karen's dark inner lips pushed out of her otherwise shaved outer lips and mound while Jenny's much lighter colored inner lips protruded from what looked like a freshly shaved pussy.

"Oh damn! That looks so hot. Don't you think mom?" Tammy said.

Mom pushed herself up and leaned toward me to look at my phone as I hid it against my chest. "Come on. Let me see," she said, reaching for my phone and pulling it from my hand. "Ohhhhh that is sexy. Isnt it?" she asked as my phone chirped again and another picture popped up. The two pussies were still on display, but now both had a vibrator stuffed into them. If you were here this could be you...in both of us. "Oh my. Now that would be fun," Mom said with a grin, holding my phone out for me to see.

"I think you should return the favor," Tammy said.

"What?"

"Return the favor. Show them your hard dick," Tammy coaxed, shifting on the chair to reach down toward my pants and start trying to pull my belt apart. I stopped her for the moment, holding her hands. "What? You don't think she wants to see it? Of course she does!"

"I'll ask her," Mom said, with a grin, moving the phone from my reach. "Do you wanna see me?" she said as she typed it. I let go of Tammy's hands to reach for my phone, which mom was holding out of my reach. As soon as her hands were free, Tammy was back to taking my pants apart. 'DEFINITLY!' Jenny responded, followed by a close up of her pulling the vibrator partly from her, her juices glistening on it.

"Ohhhhhhhh. Now that is a view. If that doesn't make you horny, I don't know what will," Mom said quietly before leaning over to show my phone to dad. "What do you think hon? Is that a turn on or what?"

"Wow," Dad said quietly before mom scrolled back to show him the pictures of both pussies. "Now that is a view. We probably shouldn't be sharing those. I mean, if she meant them for Andy."

"True, but you have to admit, it does get your juices flowing," Mom said as she rolled back toward me. She pressed the picture button on the chat window and held the camera out so that it showed my hard cock in Tammy's hands. She took the picture which quickly sent. She handed me back the phone and leaned against me, clearly waiting for the reply.

'Oh fuck yes. Is that Tammy stroking you? I wish it was me. But if it was, I'd be sucking it by now.

"Good idea," Tammy said with a grin. "take a picture of me sucking it," she said as she lowered her face to my cock and closed her lips around my now engorged head. Up and down she slid her lips, her hand following. Mom leaned down and took a picture of Tammy's mouth around my shaft and sent it.

'Oh god. I wish I was there. If I was I'd sit on your cock until you exploded. Even now I can almost feel how big you were in me last time, how much I want to feel that in me again. I'm lying here with karen, and we're playing with our toys, wishing they were you instead.'

"I think we need to send one of him inside a pussy. Maybe even a short video of him coming," Tammy said. "I think you should mom. I mean I can't really take the video and ride him at the same time."

"Oh sweetie. I can't. you know that."

"Sure you can. I bet dad would love to see you on him again, like in that game. You could ride him until he's about to come and pull off so she can see him come, and then let dad fuck you. It's not like he's going to come in you. It's just riding him for a few minutes."

"Oh sweetie. No. I can't. I mean that game was one thing. It was just sitting on him for a minute, but to have sex like that. No, we couldn't."

"Then you take the pictures," Tammy said, getting off the sofa and stripping her clothes off. She didn't just take off her pants, but everything so she was as naked as the girls in the picture. She turned around and worked my pants down to my ankles and then backed up over me. "Okay mom. Take one of him about to stick in me. This'll really make her want it."

Mom climbed from the sofa and knelt on the floor in front of me, holding my phone out to take the picture while Tammy rubbed my head around her wet pussy lips. "Hold it there," Mom said as she aimed the camera and took the picture. "Now slide down it a little."

"Oh damn," I groaned as Tammy pressed down on me, forcing a couple inches of me up into her. Mom took another picture of me sticking inside Tammy and then as Tammy started to work up and down my shaft, she took a few more, one with Tammy stuffed fully down on me and another with her almost ready to pull off, my cock covered in her juices.

I could see mom watching me sliding in and out of Tammy, one hand stuffed down inside her slacks, rubbing her own pussy. I looked over at dad, his eyes wide as he started at Tammy's tits bouncing up and down with each stroke. Mom put the phone down and pushed her slacks and panties down to her thighs and then, still kneeling in front of us, started to stroke between her legs. I watched her fingers slide between her legs and then dip between her lips. I thought about how good she felt sliding up and down my dick, not that Tammy didn't feel good, but for some reason the whole idea of having sex with mom was a bit more tantalizing. Maybe it was the forbidden fruit thing, but at that moment I really wanted mom to step over and slide down my cock, dad sitting there or not.

"Go ahead." I heard dad whisper. "I can see you want to."

"But I shouldn't," Mom answered looking at him. "We talked about it after the game."

"I know. But I also see how badly you want to be there. Let Tammy take the picture and you do it."

"Are you sure?" Mom asked him.

"I'm sure," he said as he stood up from the recliner. He stepped over to where mom was and reached down for her. He helped her stand up and then started to undress her, taking off her shirt and bra and then kneeling down to take off her pants and underwear, leaving her completely naked. He reached for the phone and took it from her before turning her to face me.

Tammy climbed from my lap and made room for mom to step over to me. She turned around to face away from me and bent over. Her ass pushed out at me, along with her pussy, and I reached out and gently grabbed her hips. She aimed my engorged head at her wet lips and lowered herself down, impaling herself on me. "Oh god he feels so big," she moaned softly. She wiggled herself around until she was settled on my lap with my legs between hers. She used her hands on my knees to steady herself and started to lift and lower herself on my shaft, pushing me deep inside her with each stroke down.

Tammy took the phone from dad and used it to take several more pictures, some that looked like they were closeups of my dick inside mom and others where she was taking a much more wide angle, getting mom's tits into the picture, but not far enough back to get her face.

I saw dad standing behind her, his pants around his ankles and his hand around his hardon. He stroked himself in time with mom's strokes up and down my dick, clearly excited at the sight of his wife fucking me. He knelt down behind Jenny and then I saw him coax her to get up and then settled her back down, aiming his cock at her wet pussy as she lowered herself down onto his lap as he knelt behind her. She shifted her legs and began to stroke herself up and down his dick, sliding his hard on in and out of her pussy as she moved in time with mom.

"Oh god. I'm going to come," Mom moaned softly. "I don't think I can hold off much longer. Are you sure you want me to do this? Go this far?" she asked, looking at dad.

"Let it go." Was all he said as Tammy kept riding him in time with mom's strokes.

I felt the first tingles of her climax as her pussy started to spasm and squeeze around me, her hot, wet depths teasing me even more as she continued to bounce. I saw Tammy stop moving, and lean toward me, almost pulling off of dad's dick as she moved to her hands and knees, my phone in one hand. Dad moved with her, keeping his cock in her as he moved to his knees. He started to stroke in and out of her while she aimed the camera at my dick.

"I'm coming," Mom gasped as her legs trembled and her pussy squeezed me even tighter. "Uh! Fuck!" she grunted as she felt my cock surge inside her. She pushed down hard, her whole body trembling as she climaxed on my spurting cock. Over and over I felt my body jerk and pump more cum into her. She finally leaned back, pressing her back to my chest, my softening cock slipping from her as Tammy continued to video us.

"Oh god look at that cum leaking out," Tammy said with a grin. "She is going to so love seeing this."

"I hope so," I said, wondering if showing me fucking my mom was really a good idea.

She pressed the send button and then set the camera down. She closed her eyes and I could see her concentrating on dad's dick sliding in and out, letting herself feel his motion and the tease of his head in her pussy. I'd seen it many times in the mirror just before she climaxed, her mind concentrating to bring it to full flower at just the right time. "OH FUCK!" she cried loudly as her whole body spasmed. She pushed back at dad and trembled as she climaxed around his cock. He held her hips and pounded harder into her, making her body move with each impact, her big, soft tits swinging below her with each impact. It I hadn't already come, that sight alone would have been enough to push me over the edge.

My phone chirped, but she ignored it and I wasn't anywhere near being able to reach it. Dad thrust hard into her one last time and then let out a long groan as he pumped his cum into Tammy, this time letting everything go instead of trying to hold back like he had at the game. He knelt behind her, holding her hips as he pumped shot after shot into her. He looked at mom and then at me and pulled from Tammy. Without a word he stood, stepped out of his pants and then walked out of the room, his cock dripping cum as he did.

"He going to be alright?" I asked softly.

"I hope so. After the game he was really upset with himself. He didn't seem to blame me for sitting on you and enjoying it, but he was angry with himself for enjoying what he did to Tammy. So honestly, I don't know," Mom said as she got up. She walked from the room, naked, after him.

Tammy picked my phone up when I vibrated again and looked at the screen. "So listen to what Jenny sent. That is soooo fucking hot. Watching you getting fucked, first by Tammy and then by someone else. Not sure who she is, but if you didn't say I wont ask. Just wish it could have been me. I really want to be there right now, letting you push that into me. I'm going to watch that video again now, this time making myself come when you do. God this girl wants you soooo bad."

"Seems that way."

"So... mom just fucked you with dad watching, actually, he was fucking me while he was watching you. I've gotta say, I'm surprised. Is this all part of that secret thing you won't tell me about?"

"Well, I still can't tell you much, but you're a smart girl. I'm guessing you can figure out a lot of it on your own."

"Okay," she said rolling over onto her back, lying with her knees in the air and her legs spread, her pussy pointed toward me. "Let's see. Mom has been fucking you more than he knows, so mom has a thing about having sex with other guys, and she's fucking you because you're safe. How am I doing?"

"Keep going."

"And dad, he just told her to fuck you. But he wasn't upset. In fact, from how big he got in me when you came inside her, he's got a thing about watching someone else fuck his wife while he's maybe fucking theirs? So he likes to swap partners?"

"And?"

"And neither one knows that the other likes that."

"Now you know and I didn't say a word."

"Oh shit. So if this is their secret, don't you think they'll figure it out on their own?"

"Not if dad keeps doing what he did after the game and what he's probably doing now. He's gotta talk, and saying what he did was wrong and bad and such, they wont ever talk about their real desires. He thinks there's something wrong with him and she'll be horrified to find out that he wants to do that. On her side, she screwed lots of guys before dad. She was a dancer, and with the way dad has been saying how cheep sex can be if it doesn't involve love... well, mom's afraid that he'll be horrified to find out she danced and she liked it. She likes to show off for guys and then to have sex with one or more of them. It turns her on to be watched undressing."

"Good lord. I had no idea."

"Tammy. Do you remember your dad?"

"yeah. He was a jerk. He moved out because he didn't like my mom any more when I was young."

"Some day, not today, some day, ask your mom about it again. You might have a hard time hearing the answers, but you should know."

"What should I know?"

"You should hear it from her."

"Why?" she said, rolling over and getting up. She tossed my phone onto the sofa and then stepped to me. She knelt over me, pressing her pussy against my softened cock, her hands on my shoulders. "Tell me what you know."

"I can't."

"Because you promised." I nodded at her statement. "I don't care. Tell me."

"I can't."

"You can! And you will! Or I'll....I'll...I'll tell Jenny that the pussy you were fucking was my mom! I can imagine what she'd think of that!"

"You wouldn't," I said, shaking my head.

"I would. Now tell me!" she snapped.

"You never knew your dad."

"Of course I did."

"No, you didn't. He wasn't your dad, he was your step dad."

"Then who was my dad?"

"When your mom was younger, she was having sex with two guys. They were using condoms, but one of them pulled it off and fucked her without it and came in her. I didn't get the impression that they were close friends, but someone at a party or something. She didn't tell me everything."