3 comments/ 39719 views/ 8 favorites Saturday Morning Sex By: Writeman Saturday morning. The notion gradually dawns on me as I wake and sense the sun outside, the curtains swaying in the breeze. I remember the previous night and smile. It was a nice party and even nicer to get back to your place. We hadn't seen each other for ten days because of work, classes and family obligations, so that made our re-uniting even sweeter. It felt so good to be inside you. Sooooo damn good. The truth, though, was that I was tired and I came quickly. Too quickly. The wine had made me sleepy and a long day had taken its toll. And though you came, too, sweetly filling the air with those little feminine squeals of delight, you deserved more. I turned in the bed to find you, but you weren't there. Then I realized the steady drum of the shower coming from the bathroom. You were already up. I threw the covers back and rose, heading for the downstairs bathroom. By the time I had downed a glass of orange juice and made coffee, you were done. The water had stopped and I heard the blow drier on "Low" (You were trying not to wake me?). I poured a mug of coffee and went back upstairs with another for you. You were standing at the sink in a tank top and panties when I opened the door, fussing with your hair. You jumped when you saw me and then smiled. I love that smile! I love knowing you're happy. I came forward and took your body in my arms as you melted back against me and smiled. "I didn't want to wake you," you said, snuggling your shower-fresh body against me. "I know. You always put me first, Jane, and I will always love you for it." I wrap my arms around your stomach and lay my head on your neck, inhaling a faint perfume and the smell of your clean skin. I kiss your neck and nip you with my lips and teeth. I feel your body stiffen in delight, so I continue more of the same with the other side of your neck, blowing lightly in your ear, sucking your earlobe. You arch your back in pleasure, so I slip my hands beneath your tank top and slide then up and down your sides getting closer and closer to your breasts. You reach out and steady yourself on the sink as my hands come slowly up to your breasts and caress them, catching and pulling one nipple, then the other between my open fingers. You shiver in delight, so I do it again, magnifying the effect by a gentle sucking of your neck. "I'll give you an hour to cut that out!" you say. "Don't rush me," I reply with a smile. My dick is now hard, so I push it against your rear. You feel yourself melting a little, and squeeze your vagina muscles and spread your legs a little to steady yourself. I reach down with one hand and slide it across the front of your panties. I tease and caress you, taking satisfaction in every little twitch and moan...trailing my fingertips along the leg band of your panties, feeling the ridge of your outer labia and the soft furrow between them. Making you moan becomes my goal, and my fingers rotate on your soft pussy lips until I hear a drawn out "ummm--nnnnnnnnh" accompanied by a deep breath. I can feel the texture of your pubic hair through the thin material, and I toy with the strands at the edge of your panty crotch. I can feel the heat from your pussy now, and I feel the dampness in your crotch from the first precious drops of moisture deep within you. "Can't you just take my panties off?" you ask plaintively. I resist that request and slip one finger under the fabric. I am fully awake now and not tired at all. This time you will get the lovemaking you deserve. I want to see how slow I can go, how much I can tease you, so I rub back and forth in the same spot again and again, advance a millimeter and repeat the process. Your pubic hair is starting to dampen and I can smell your sweet essence in the air. I'd love to pull your panties down quickly, spread your legs wide and bury my tongue in your wet folds, but I resist. I'd rather tease you and hear more of those sexy moans; I'd rather tease you and see just how wet you can get. We have nothing but time, no place to go and nothing to do but enjoy each other. I hear you groan in frustration as my teasing fingers slip back and forth at the edge of those swollen lips. You jerk involuntarily again and complain at the slowness of my progress, but my only answer is to kiss your back and sides and trail my tongue across your delicious skin. I have to steady you now because your strength has flowed away, so I do, dropping down slowly. I wrap my arms around your body and press my face into your back. I kiss every exposed spot of skin on your lower back and slowly peel more of your panties down, repeating the process until my tongue trails up and down the crack of your trembling ass. "Be merciful, speed it up a little!" "Unnnnnh-unnnnh," I taunt through closed lips. "I've got nothing but time..." I resume my slow and "heartless" kisses on your backside and slip your panties a little lower so that my fingers can tease your delectable ass. I kiss my way up to your lower back then down to where the swell at the top of your thighs becomes the bottom of your butt. I ease your legs a little wider and alternately kiss and trail my fingers through the valley between your cheeks. I feel your clenching buttocks and smile at the sight of your tightly closed anus, which I tickle and tease with the barest of pressure from my fingertip. I feel you drop down slightly to increase the pressure, but I decline for several minutes, then wet my finger and slowly plunge it up your rear, wiggling it and rotating as I go. Your delighted "Uh-uh-ohhhhhhs" are music to my ears, as is the sharp intake of breath. I pump you slowly while I kiss and suck the soft flesh of your rear, which starts another round of moaning. You're so aroused that I can see a couple wet lines trailing down the inside of your thighs to soak your panties. And I am as hard as I've ever been and as hard as I'm ever likely to be. Your trembling, swaying body is alive and I smile to see you ease up to the sink and push against it, just to do SOMETHING with your body...anything to ease the tension you feel inside. I pull your panties down your thighs and off slowly, admiring the view of the lower half of your body. My hands glide up and down your legs, feeling their smooth contour. You must have shaved very recently, maybe even this morning. Responding to a force as basic as magnetism or gravity, the fingers on my other hand glide between your legs and rub your warm and wet slit with the lightest pressure from my thumb. I kneel down to get a better view of your pussy and smile at the sight. With a slight pressure I separate your beautiful dark labia, which stick together wetly, then open. My forefinger teases your wet fold and I love hearing the quiet almost slurping sounds your pussy lips make. You whimper as the tip of my finger slips in and out, pushing downward to get more inside you; shivering when I stick my tongue out to lick up your pussy juice. You taste slightly salty. I inhale your sweet smell, which reminds me a little of the early stages of making bread, but it is such a primal smell I can hardly describe it. I don't spend too much time licking you, though, and move down the insides of your thighs. I hear another groan of frustration as I suck your tender skin between my lips. I take a moment to savor your wetness and lick it from my index finger before plunging it back inside you, then add another digit. Your pussy lips grab my fingers and your body starts an involuntary hunching action once again as I push into your warmth and pull out...push in and pull out...push in and pull out. Your body starts rocking and your frantic "Ooooohs" and "Aaaaahs" fill the air. I rise and kiss your neck again, whispering in your ear. "Would you like me to put some pressure on your clitoris?... I hear a short moaning "mmm-hmm" in answer. "Would you like me to stroke it and tease it for you?" Again I hear a short moaning "mmm-hmm" in answer. "Would you like me to suck it for you and tickle it with my tongue? Would you spread your legs wider for me than any man you've ever been with me so I can latch on to your pussy lips and suck them into my mouth?" This time I hear a long, moaning "mmm-hmm"..mmm-hmm..mmm-hmm". I laugh and whisper in your ear "later", then insert the tip of my cock in between your pussy lips and rock back and forth a mere inch to taunt you with the tip. You wail in frustration, but I smile in pleasure. There is nothing I like better than teasing you. Nothing I like better than taking you to the top of our own little ecstasy mountain. You cry out in lust as the head of my cock creates indescribable sensations against your inner lips. Frustrated moans fill the air because you know you must wait for relief. "You need me. You need this cock inside of you so badly," I taunt. "Oh god, yes. I need you," you murmur between moans. There. I pushed in a couple more inches, teasing your g-spot. Your hips find my rhythm and you press your ass back to take me in further, but my hands hold your hips steady. My tongue plays with your ear and I thrust and flick the wet tip in every little crevice before sucking the lobes once again. I feel your neck scrunch in delight and feel your happy pussy twitch at the sensations. I rest my chin on your shoulder again and look straight ahead into the mirror. Your head is dipped slightly, eyes closed in concentration. I whisper hotly in your ears. "Look up in the mirror, darling. Look into my eyes." Your dark eyes open quickly and we gaze lustfully at each other. I pick up my head to arch back into you, then pull back and thrust again deeply into your pussy. You gasp loudly and bite your bottom lip, returning my hot gaze as I thrust again and again into you, my calm hands holding onto your waist. The sight of your shaking breasts in the mirror becomes too much for me to resist, so I cover your breasts with my hands, massaging your aching globes. You press forward into my hands then pull back when my fingers capture your nipples. You press forward and pull back again, delighting in the sensations that your nipples send your brain and body. You wiggle when the tip of my dick passes your g-spot and buries itself at the door of your cervix. I love that wiggle. Still holding your eyes, I run my hands down your forearms to weave my fingers with yours, then hold myself tightly against you as I whisper in your ear. "Can you feel how my cock throbs when it's inside you?" I flex my buns to make the blood flow into my cock, making it flex hard within you. Your nostrils flair and you bite the side of your red bottom lip. "Can you feel how happy my stomach is to press against your trembling ass?" You press that soft, giving ass back against my abdomen in response and I have to suppress a grunt of pleasure. "Can you feel my hairy balls tickle the tops of your thighs?" You nod, wiggle your hips a bit to tickle yourself, and smile that passionate smile of yours. "Do you know sexy it is to see you standing, your back arched, and know a part of me is a part of you?" At this last, you whimper and turn your head suddenly to kiss me, our tongues echoing the movements of our lower love muscles. We kiss deeply and rock in silence for a minute, then I recall the wonderful body that lies underneath my fingertips. My hand reaches to caress your stomach. I stay pressed against you and let my hands caress your soft skin. You feel wonderful, but my caresses are drawn inexorably higher, back to your beautiful swaying breasts. The kiss is released and we both watch in the mirror as I caress your breasts. My fingers slide across one slowly, your distended nipple slipping between my fingers. I pull it lightly, then more firmly with thumb and forefinger. I feel your pussy jerk in response, so I pull your nipple again. Same response. I love the feel of your brown tips, love the sight of them sitting on your shapely mounds. Now it's my turn to moan a little in delight. I lift a nipple and pull your breast up slightly then let it drop. Lift your nipple between thumb and forefinger and let it drop. You squeal and wiggle your ass against me. I can feel the wetness between our bodies; feel my wet pubic hair against the bottom of your soft rear. I love the contrast and grind against you. Our bodies are in sync now, swaying left and right with each other, rising slightly when I pull up on your nipples. It's hard not to cum. It's hard not to give in to the sweet sensations my dick is being treated to by the enveloping folds of your grasping pussy. If I'm going to come, you're going to come with me, so I drop my right hand down slowly across your stomach and let my searching fingers insinuate themselves in your dark pubic curls. You make little animal sounds as my fingertips probe and massage the fleshy mound around your clitoris. Part in pleasure and part in anticipation of pleasure to come, your breath has become a series of little gasps. Those gasps are linked to my probing fingertips, which have now cradled the pink bud of your clitoris. I stretch wide the folds that surround it, taking pleasure in your cry of delight, then cradle the sensitive nub between my two longest fingers, timing my downward caress with the forward thrust of my hardened rod. You moan in response, a moan that builds in intensity. I speed up the thrusts of my cock and fingers until I hear you start to scream in ecstasy. Your cries of pleasure are so sexy to hear that they carry me over the top of my own orgasm, and each thrust of my cock now empties a hot little stream of sperm deep in your folds. You grab the counter and push your ass against my thrusting manhood as we yell and slam against each other wetly in a final moment of bliss. We gasp for air and slow our frenzied pumping. I put my cheek against your sweating back and feel your heaving breaths as our gyrations grind to a stop. A minute passes, then two. I pull out and reach for my robe. "Not so fast" you hiss breathlessly. "You've been in the driver's seat long enough. It's my turn". I can only summon a pathetic "Hunnh?" in reply. "It's my turn to be in charge," you say and run your hand up my thigh. You guide me as I fall to the mat and spread my knees unconsciously. Soon you have my balls in your velvet grip. Your fingers touch me feather light, stroking, pulling, massaging my balls and ball sac with the lightest of touches. My legs are spread and there's nothing I can do, so I just relax and enjoy the ride. Soon I feel your hot breath on my balls, then your wet tongue, then kisses. It is sublime. One hand encircles my hardening cock and strokes lightly while you suck one ball into your mouth. With anyone else it would be too much, too sensitive, but not with you. You know just the right thing to do. One ball pops out of your mouth then the other goes in. You tease me, going back and forth slowly until I feel your lips nibbling their way up my shaft, kissing me, licking my warm and taut skin. I suck in a breath at the sensation, opening my eyes to see you looking at me. Smiling that evil grin. It comes as no surprise when I feel your lips close around the tip of my dick. You like to torment me. You like to be in charge. You like to suck me and make me squirm in anticipation just as much as I do you. And it's wonderful. Amazingly, I'm getting hard again. Your smiling eyes and talented mouth make me harder each minute. But then you back off. You go back to sucking my balls, teasing my anus with a manicured finger, brushing your soft and dangling breasts across my shaft and stomach. I reach down and hold one breast, fingering your nipple for just one moment before you brush my hand away. Nothing will come between you and me but your mouth. Nothing will complicate the moment. It is basic. Animalistic. You return to sucking the dark pink knob of my manhood deep in your mouth and exquisitely swirling your tongue around all the sensitive parts. You pull back and I hear the wet popping sound of my cock leaving your mouth, but you slide the tip back in, sucking with passion on that soft, yet hard flesh. Your lips form an "O" and you go faster now, holding my shaft with your hand, pumping me with the aid of the wet saliva that drips from your mouth, making me come sooner and more powerfully. And come I do. It's not even another minute before I feel my insides tighten and a hot spurt dribble out. Against all odds I have found a woman who loves the taste, loves to swallow, loves to be in control over the man. I come again, crying out in lust. It's not near the volume of an hour ago, but still you take it all in stride. Take ME all in stride, bobbing your head up and down, milking me for all I'm worth, smiling inside at the man momentarily paralyzed by lust beneath you, sucking the tip of my cock to get the last dribble of precious fluid from me. You crawl up my body and lightly kiss my grinning face. It's good to be alive. Saturday Morning Surprise When we arrived home on Friday night following a nice social function at the local hospital, my lovely wife of 24 years and I both went about our business of getting ready for bed. Our precocious 8 year old daughter was spending the night with one of her friends and I was ready for a night of hot, passionate sex with the woman whom I love very, very much. Little did I know that my plans were going to be headed the other direction due to one very tired and menstruating lady. This had been a very busy and hectic work week for her and she was more interested in falling off into a deep sleep as soon as she hit the bed. Needless to say, I drifted off with one helluva boner and didn't sleep very well due to dreams of what I had envisioned. Well, upon waking up this morning and cuddling for 20 minutes or so, I began to feel a stirring in her and when she disposed of her gown and bared those beautiful 38" breasts for me, I knew what to do next. As I fondled and sucked her incredible eraser size nipples she reached down and began stroking my throbbing dick. As our play got more serious she began to really stroke my manhood to its full 8" length and just the sight of her tiny hand wrapped around the shaft made me even hotter. Being that time of the month, she was concerned about the mess that we might make with full blown intercourse so we settled in for some very heavy masturbation. As she stroked my rock hard dick, I whispered to her all of those little nothings that she likes to hear, like how hard her nipples are and how hot she makes me when she sucks my dick and how I would love to be stroking my dick in and out of her ass. This turned her on even more and she continued to slide her hand up and down my shaft until I shot a load of cum that covered her stomach and hand. With this, she invited me to join her in the shower. Now, at this point I must tell you that we have made love in a variety of locations and positions including on a picnic table in our back yard, in a van in the middle of a parking lot, in a variety of hotels around the country with her on top, with me on top, facing each other in a sitting position and a few sensational times anally. We have been married for 24 years and still enjoy the mutual pleasures and orgasms that we give to each other. Once in the bathroom she started the shower and I followed her in. After getting her hair and body good and wet I started to wash her back and bottom. After getting lathered up pretty good, she propped one leg up on the back of the tub and began to rub her pussy while I reached around her from behind and began to pinch and rub her nipples until they were once again rock hard. By now the head of my throbbing dick rested in the crack of her ass, and I moved my hand down to her closely cropped pussy and began to rub her clitoris while she moaned with pleasure. As I rubbed her swollen clit and pussy lips it didn't take long for this action to bring her to a roaring climax standing in the shower with my dick throbbing in her ass. As she came down, she turned to me and lowered herself to her knees and took my dick deep into her mouth and sucked it like a lollipop. I always have an explosive orgasm when she sucks my dick and this was no exception. After about 10 minutes of her wonderful mouth on my balls and then a real deep throat move, I shot another load of cum onto her breasts, neck and chin. As we both came back down to earth from this mutual sharing of pleasure and gathered our strength to move, we finished our shower and proceeded to dry off and get ready to head to work. I love this beautiful woman more than anything and can't wait to get in bed with her tonight to see what she has in store. This experience shows just what a loving couple can do to please each other in different ways. Saturday Morning Surprise It was an awful Saturday morning and I was still in bed wallowing in my own self pity because Marion and I had been fighting for weeks over the same thing, sex, or lack thereof. I am in my early forties and Marion is only thirty-seven but when it comes to sex you'd find it easier to locate hundreds of women in their seventies with more sex drive than her. Needless to say right at that moment in time Marion was most likely sitting at her sister's breakfast table telling her how big an animal I was for always wanting sex. Even though it was made available to me about once every six or eight weeks I can just sense the tale she weaving to her sister of how abusive and sexually crazed I was. The sick part is Marion herself, God is she hot and Lord only knows who she is dressing for because she is so attractive, man does she know how to display the goods. Marion always turns heads of all ages and sexes wherever she goes. It was just then it happened as I began to finally get my ass out of bed, as I rose up and looked through the large bay window I saw one of the twins next door quickly grab a matching bra and panty set off the clothes line. In her haste to get away from her sex crazed husband Marion left some laundry on the line when she stormed out last evening. I saw that bastard stuff them into his pocket and dart through the bushes back into his yard. I got up and ran to the side window just in time to see Jack duck into his father's oversized work shed in their back yard. The little bastard I thought, the little fucker's going to go into the shed and beat off with my wife's undies. Well I'll fix the little bastard I thought so I slipped a jogging suit over my naked body, I always slept au natural, slipped on my shoes and bolted downstairs, out the atrium door across the deck and out to the back of my tool shed which was directly beside theirs. With only thin bushes separating us over the years a path had been worn as I would frequently visit Joe my neighbor's sanctuary. Joe made fly fishing gear in that shed that he sold as a side business to hundreds of private clients he had built since he was a teen. Joe had outfitted this shed with a small office, a work room and a little TV room to escape his wife Ronda's hatred of sports. As I slunk quietly to the small back window and peeked in I dam near had a heart attack. What a vision, there was Jack balls ass naked except for my wife's underwear which he actually fit into. He was lying on the couch with his cock, which appeared quite small for an eighteen year old, sticking out the side of Marion silky orange panties. He was stroking it madly with his right hand. His left hand was not idle either it was actively massaging his tits through the matching bra like he was feeling up some chick. My eyes searched the entire scene and I noticed the look on his face it was like he was in heaven. But something about that look gave me an instant hard on, he looked so effeminate. Oh mercy, his lips made my cock twitch, they seemed to be pouting as though they were looking for a man sized cock to suck. Without even realizing that I had, I pushed my jogging pants down and like Jack had begun jerking off with same madness. That is until the reality of it all only struck me when I saw Jack peak and began spurting all over his belly it was then that I did the same decorating the shed's exterior wall. At Olympic speed I pulled up my pants, bolted back through the bushes across my back yard finally sitting on the steps leading up to my deck. I sat there in shock and embarrassment of what just happened as I tried to regain my normal breathing pattern. When my breathing did return to normal I was sitting there running the images of the past thirty minutes or so through my mind. I found myself laughing to myself with the image of Jack's pouting face as he jerked off. But what was so funny was in my mind's eye I had added layers of bright whore's red lip gloss to those pouting lips so I could fuck them. I don't to this day know why but I rose up and with some unknown purpose, something, some potential goal driving me as I walked back to the break in the shrubs. Once again stepping up to my illicit perch at the little rear window I peered in looking for more. One thing I can tell you is that by the time I was back at the window I had another even more ragging hard-on. As I regained my ring side seat at the rear window and I saw that Jack had moved and was sitting stroking himself in his dad's office chair while displayed on the desk was a laptop screen filled with a chick sucking cock. The action before my eyes had me stroking my own cock to the tempo the chick's mouth set as it rose and fell on the cock that filled the screen. Stroking myself I watched the scene of Jack playing with his cock and tits like he had before when the scene on the laptop changed. Suddenly I realized that that was no chick sucking it was a Trans dressed in underwear, just like Jack who was still in my wife's bra and panties. It was in that moment that I realized Jack was a closet Transvestite and I was going to do him a big favor by letting him come out. I went to the side door and slowly opened it hoping it wouldn't squeak or make a sound, fortunately thanks to his dad it opened without the keenest ear being able to hear a sound. I had slipped out of my shoes before opening the door and was able to stealthily come up directly behind jack before he knew I was there. As Jack turned his head over his shoulder to the right in response to the sudden sensation he was no longer alone the head of my exposed cock and his pouting lips met for the first time. When they began to part for him to speak my hip thrust made his comments undiscernibly. "Don't talk, just suck or the world will know what kind of faggot you are, do you understand me?" I barked at him. What amazed me was not only his immediate understanding and response to a helpless situation but his prowess as a cocksucker. "Good little girly-boy aren't we. Ah, ah that feels so, so good, I can tell you've sucked a few cocks before haven't little one?" As Jack continued sucking me he shook his head no to the question while somehow mumbling around my cock he had never done this before. "Well my little boy you're a natural and I am going enjoy filling your virgin belly with my sperm, you'll like that won't you?" Jack gave no sort of response to that question but just kept sucking and jerking his little cock as he pleasured me. I was really feeling his subservient nature and wanted to gain greater control so I ripped my cock from his mouth and screamed at him, "did you hear me girlie-boy I asked you a question and when I speak to you will respond to me understand," and with that a resounding noise filled the room as I slapped his face. Jack looked up at me with shock and pain in his eyes but before he could even think to respond in any negative way I grabbed his hair and pulled his gaping mouth back down to the root of my cock gagging him a little as I set the cocksucker up and down rhythm back into his brain. The action of using and degrading him freely was driving me mad with desire so I decided to continue humiliating him. I asked again if he would like to feel my sperm fill his belly, and he responded by continuing his voluntary sucking as he shook his head yes. I was pretty certain like I did a a young teen and a lot other boys did Jack tasted his own sperm before so I decided to continue the humiliation. "You like eating cum, don't you cocksucker." Again he just nodded yes and kept working my cock. This chatter was making me hotter and ever closer to an explosion so I kept it up "so tell me how many boy's have you sucked off and filled your belly with their creamy sperm, so tell me faggot?" The sudden look of fear in his face said he had, but the little imp sucked me even harder thinking if he had me ready to come I'd end this line of questioning, but it only fed the fire within me. Once again I jerked my cock free of his mouth, "you have, haven't you lying little slut, you have sucked another man's cock haven't you." "No, no honest Mr. B, my last name is Brighton and the neighborhood kids for some reason all called me Mr. B. I grabbed his hair yanking his head back knowing it was extremely painful to him "I can tell by your eyes you have eaten another man's load so don't try and lie to me, haven't you?" He looked up at me and his eyes began to fill with tears I knew then it was true but he cried as he nodded his head yes. I for some reason knew total control would be mine permanently if I showed my superiority at that moment of his total weakness, so I slapped his face a few times making his cheeks red but not hurting him to badly. "So whose cock did you suck while you were eating that cum?" "No, no I haven't sucked anyone; please don't make me tell, please," Now I had to know, "don't lie to me or I'll slap the shit out of you, whose cock did you suck and whose cum did you eat?" Still thinking Jack like myself as a young teen tasted his own I was blown away when he began whimper like he was about to burst out crying and cried out, "please don't make me tell, please she made me do it." "She, who is she and what has that got to do with eating cum?" I screamed at him. Right then Jack really began to cry openly, "Jackie, Jackie made me do it. "Jackie, made you do what?" "Jackie made me eat her boyfriends cum." Jackie? Holly shit Jackie was his twin sister, maybe this might be a bonanza, "now tell me how did she make you eat her boyfriends cum?" "Oh God no, oh God she made me, "whimper, sob, sob, "she, she made me eat it out of her." Knowing I had to act quickly and with authority I grabbed Jack by the hair stroked my cock a couple of times and drove it into his sobbing face filling his mouth with my sperm commanding him to swallow which he did along with the tears that had rolled down his cheeks. I pulled free of his swallowing mouth and bellowed with authority, "get dressed but keep my wife undies on and be at my back door in five minutes or you'll be very sorry, do you understand me?" I walked out the door of the shed as Jack was nodding yes and wiping tears from his eyes with the back of his arm. Saturday Morning Surprise This is my first story. I've got a few ideas, and I'll probably post more over time. This is one of the shorter stories I've come up with. Hope you enjoy it. ***** "WHAT THE FUCK TIM!!" Was the first thing Jennifer heard Saturday morning. "MOM, TIM FUCKING DID IT AGAIN!!" That was Gloria screaming. She came running into my room, with something all over her face, dripping down her cheek. "Watch your language young lady. TIM, GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW!" Jennifer yelled to each of her children. Tim came into her room with his head down, not wanting to meet anyone's eyes. "He does this every weekend mom, it has to stop. It's disgusting." Gloria went on. "I wake up to seeing his dick spraying me with cum. He needs to see a psychologist or something. He's sick in the head." "Ok, ok. Gloria, you go get cleaned up, I need to talk to Tim alone." Jennifer said as she was desperately trying to think of something to do about this. Gloria huffed out of the room, leaving Tim and Jennifer alone. Jennifer has been having a tough time with Tim lately. Ever since he turned 18 six months ago, it seems like he's been obsessed with his older sister. She is two years older, and if Jennifer didn't know better, would say that she'd been teasing her poor brother. Jenifer had talked to Gloria about it, telling her she needed to dress more modestly around the house. Gloria's response had been, "But mom, we have always been super casual. I feel comfortable like this. I don't want to have to put pants on just to go to breakfast." But in the end, Gloria had agreed to start at least wearing pajamas around the house. Jennifer had thought that would be the end of it. But then this... "Tim, this is the third time in 2 months." Jennifer sighed. "We've talked about this, and you said you would stop. What's going on?" After a moment of silence, Tim mumbled, "Sorry mom." Still looking down he went on, "I just get so horny. This morning, I only meant to go to the bathroom. When I was going back to my room, I saw Gloria's door was partly open. I didn't mean to peek in, I just kind of saw her." "You saw her? Then you decided to jerk off on her face? Come on, what's going on? This is not normal." "Well, her shirt was pulled up to her neck, and her pajamas were down around her thighs. She just looked so sexy." As Tim was saying this, Jennifer glanced down at his crotch and noticed that he was starting to get hard again. She couldn't believe it. Inwardly she smiled a little. "He had no shame," she thought. "I'd better change the subject before things start getting worse." The reason for this line of thought was because she felt a tingling starting between her legs. Ever since the first incident with Tim and Gloria, she couldn't keep the thoughts out of her mind. Thoughts like wishing he would chose her rather than her daughter to cum on. Jennifer's husband passed away 3 years ago, leaving her to raise their two children alone. Before his passing, she would suck him off every day, sometimes more. That was one of the main reasons for their happy marriage. Everybody commented how happy they were together. It worked well, he loved cumming, and she loved to eat his eat it. After his passing, she'd been so busy with work and the kids that she hadn't even given much thought to finding another man. She always told herself, "Once the kids are out of the house, maybe." But that was about all the thought she gave to the subject, other than the lonely nights, where she only had her hand and her toys to distract her. Tim continued his story, "I couldn't look away, and my dick got hard instantly." Tim looked up at this, and looked into his mother's flushed face. "I didn't even notice I was rubbing it, until I found myself walking into her room. She was laying on her back, with one hand between her legs, like she'd fallen asleep rubbing her pussy." Jennifer blushed deeper at this. Tim noticed the blush, and decided to push a little bit more. "Before I knew it, I was standing above her pulling furiously on my cock. And when she opened her eyes, the first thing she did was look at my dick and smile." He could tell he was getting a reaction out of his mom. "She looked so cute there, smiling up at me with her tits and cunt out on display, I couldn't take it, and so I blew. I came all over her face. It felt so good mom. I just kept spurting all over her forehead, nose, and cheek. And when it dribbled into her mouth a little, she sat bolt upright, and just started screaming." Tim was hard now, and his right hand went in front of his pajama bottoms to cover it, or so Jennifer thought at first. Tim had never been this forward in his description before. He was always shy and apologetic, promising never to do it again. Jennifer believed him the first two times, but this time... This time he seemed different. Something in his eyes; He didn't seem sorry at all this time. "Tim, you really have to stop doing this. What can I do to make sure you don't..." she searched for an appropriate word for an inappropriate situation. "don't jizz on your sister anymore?" Then she noticed that Tim's hand was moving, ever so slightly. "Mom, I have an idea, but you may not like it." His eyes flicked from her face down to her chest. She noticed and remembered she was in her pajamas too. And there was ample cleavage showing. Her son was lusting after her. On the one hand, she couldn't allow this. On the other, she was soooo horny lately, and really wanted some attention. And after all, she did want him to stop molesting his sister. "What's your idea son?" she breathed heavily, sitting up straighter on her bed. She moved over to the edge, and put her feed on the ground, getting closer to her son. Tim stepped forward until he was standing right in front of his mom. "You're turning me on mom, just like Gloria did. Once I get this feeling, I just have to cum. If I had something to distract me from Gloria, some outlet I could use, then I would leave her alone." He was blatantly rubbing his cock through his pajamas now. She couldn't believe it. He had just cum and now he was getting hard again. Her pussy was getting wet thinking about it. Still, she tried another futile suggestion, knowing her son wouldn't settle for it. "We could get you some good porn to look at. And you could rub that beautiful cock of yours any time you like." Her mind was racing now, and her words slipped. She hadn't meant to call it beautiful. But it was, and she could see it through his pajamas. It was huge, and she wanted it. "No mom, I tried, porn doesn't do it for me. I need to see real flesh." Tim said, not taking his eyes off his mom's tits. "Like this..." and he reached down and pulled one side of her pajama tops to the side, revealing much more tit flesh. Once done, he brought his hand back to his cock, but this time, he used his other hand to fish it out the front of his pajama bottoms. It was out, and he was stroking it right in front of her face. "Take your top off mom." Jennifer began mechanically to obey, her eyes locked on the massive dick being gently stroked just inches from her face. Once complete, she reached out and put her hand on his, stroking it with him. Tim let go, and placed his moms hand directly on his shaft. "Yeah, that feels good." Then he reached down and hefted her left breast with his right hand. "Mom, I've wanted to feel your tits for so long. They feel so good." "Ok, honey, I'll do this for you, but you have to promise to leave your sister alone. Ok?" Jennifer was enjoying the feel of her sons cock immensely. It brought back memories of times she longed for. "Ok mom, if you will do this for me any time I want, I'll leave Gloria alone." Then he grunted as she started pumping faster. Gloria had gone to the bathroom to clean up. Once she was in there, she closed the door and looked in the mirror. Her brother's cum was all over her face. This was so hot. She eagerly scooped it up into her hand, and started rubbing it on her tits, hands under her pajama shirt. She loved the feel of his cum. Then she put her other hand down her bottoms and started rubbing her pussy. She was gonna cum quickly, she could tell. She had gone to bed the night before hoping this would happen. She left her door open on purpose, and then fell asleep after furiously masturbating. Thoughts of the last time her brother woke her up flowing through her mind. Last time, she'd woken up when her brother had just entered her room. She was sleeping in only her panties at the time. She pretended to sleep. Sure enough, he whipped out his cock, and just started rubbing it right there. She wished she was brave enough to just sit up and start sucking it, but she didn't want to startle him and have him run away. So she just lay there, and let him cum all over her. Once he left the room, she smelled his cum, and rubbed it all over her tits and stomach. Later that day, she was having second thoughts, and told her mom about it. Jennifer said she would have a talk with him. Later, Gloria regretted telling on him, maybe it wouldn't happen again. When she was in the bathroom, while she had two fingers in her pussy, the other hand furiously rubbing her clit, Gloria wondered why she had freaked out today. In her fantasy, she would wake up and just start sucking his dick. But then the reality of what she wanted to do set in, and she just started yelling at him. She thought she would die if her mom walked in on her sucking her brother's dick. That fear is what kept her from fulfilling her fantasy. But right now, she needed to cum again. Thoughts of her brother's big dick spun through her mind as she worked herself up to an amazing orgasm. It was a strong one, and she slid down against the bathroom wall, out of breath. While this was going on, Jennifer was happily gulping down her sons cock, and she realized that she needed to finish this before Gloria came back in. She reached under her son's dick, and slowly pulled on his ball sack. She stretched it slowly and steadily. She heard his breathing intensify, and knew he would cum soon. "Oh mom! Oh mom! I'm gonna cum. I'm cumming..." and with that, he blew his load into his mothers mouth. She swallowed hard and fast. Experienced in sucking cock, she didn't let a single drop fall. Buttoning up her top she said, "There, is that better? Now get yourself cleaned up in my bathroom before your sister gets back. And make sure to look properly scolded!" She swatted his but as he went to obey. What had she gotten herself into, she wondered. Gloria came in a few minutes later, looking cleaned, but flushed. "Sorry mom, I didn't mean to freak out and swear so much. He just surprised me. I'm his sister, he shouldn't be using me to masturbate to, much less on me." "I know dear. I understand. I spoke with him again, and he promised he wouldn't do it again. In fact, I've made arrangements that should ensure he leaves you alone." Jennifer told her daughter, as she sat down next to her. "What arrangements?" Gloria wondered out loud. "Don't worry, it's between him and me. But you have to tell me if he bothers you again. This really does have to stop." "Ok mom. Thanks." And they hugged. Tim came out of the bathroom, and saw his sister there with his mom. "I'm sorry sis. I don't know what came over me." Gloria was feeling much better about the whole situation, and decided to make light of it. She replied, "Well I know what came over me." They all laughed at this. "I'm glad you're not too mad. I won't do it again." He said, bowing his head and looking appropriately abashed. "I hope not. You need to find yourself a good girlfriend to use as an outlet." His sister said. But inside, she hoped to keep him to herself. It was a twisted mix of feeling she had. One half of her wanting to keep him to herself, the other wanted him to be happy with someone else. "Ok, you two get on out of here so I can get ready for the day. I love you both." They both gave their mom a hug and kiss on the cheek, then left her alone. She hopped in the shower and couldn't help but masturbated herself to an intense orgasm. She thought she would like this little arrangement of theirs. Yes, it would work out well. An hour later, after she put on a nice summer dress, she came out to find that Gloria had gone to a friends house, and Tim was in the living room playing video games. She busied herself with some household chores, and took care of some bills. Tim didn't mention or hint at their little arrangement all morning. This surprised Jennifer, as she thought he would be all over her once Gloria was gone. It was about two in the afternoon when Jennifer started getting antsy. She started getting an itch. She had been mulling over the memories of the morning when she found herself adjusting herself in her desk chair. Then she realized what it was. She was getting horny again. And she wanted her son. Well, only one thing to do. If real flesh was what turned him on, that's what she would give him. She walked into the living room with a feather duster. Tim was in there reading a book. He was slouched on the couch, using the sunlight coming in the window to read by. He looked up and said, "Hey mom." She noticed his eyes travel up and down her body, spending a little extra time on her tanned shapely legs. "Hi babe. I just need to do a bit of dusting in hear, you go on about your business." With that, she began dusting all the surfaces in the living room. She brought in a kitchen chair to stand on, so she could dust the top of a bookshelf. She also watched her son in the reflection of the TV. She definitely had his attention. As she stretched to reach the top of the bookshelf, she knew that her short sundress would ride up, giving him a great view of her legs. She heard him stand up, and walk over to her. She looked down at him, keeping her arm up. "Mom, you have beautiful legs." He said, as he stepped forward and brazenly rubbed his hands up her calves to her knees. "Thank you dear. I try to stay in shape." Continuing to dust, even though she knew it wasn't needed. "You're making me horny again. And this morning you said I could have you any time I wanted." Tim stated. "I think I want you now." He leaned in, and kissed the back of her bare thigh. Her pussy juices instantly started flowing. She turned around in the chair. While she was turning, Tim flipped up her dress, so his head was inside of the hem. He instantly buried his face between her thighs, nose pressed into her panties. "Oh baby, mommy wants you too." She moaned. He was kissing and licking, then he reached up, and pulled her panties to the side. When his tongue took the first taste of his mother, she came. Tim realized that this could end poorly, as she was precariously perched on the chair. So he grabbed her around the thighs, and carried her into the kitchen table, which was the closest furniture available. He loosened his grip, so she slid down his body. The feel of her soft body rubbing along his was intoxicating. When her feet were on the floor, he leaned forward and kissed her. Not the same peck on the cheek he had given her this morning in front of his sister, but passionately. Their tongues intertwined, and their desire soared. Gently but firmly, he put his hands on her waist and turned her around. Then with on hand on her back, he bent her forward onto the table. She complied, knowing what was coming. Tim reached up under his moms dress, and pulled her panties down to her ankles, and then he flipped her dress up onto her back. He took a moment to enjoy the sight of her beautiful ass. It was perfect. She worked out, and it showed. He gave it a slap. She wiggled back at him. "Oh baby, I need your big cock inside me. Please give it to me. Give mommy your dick." "Anything for you mom." And with that, he lined the head of his dick to the entrance of her wet pussy, rubbed it up and down a little, spreading her juice and his pre-cum. Then he slowly slipped it into his mother. They both let out moans of ecstasy. It was amazing. She felt so warm and soft. He grabbed the sides of her waist, and pulled himself deeper into her. "Oh mom, this is so hot. I've never been so turned on in my life." "Oh son. I've needed this for so long." She moaned as he slid in and out of her. "You fuck so good." She said as her son rode her. She loved the feeling of his hips hitting her ass as his cock slammed in and out of her. "But don't cum in my pussy, I want you to cum in my mouth." She still had her cum craving, and needed it in her mouth to be satiated. Tim was humping away at his mother, when the door to the garage opened, and Gloria walked in. "What the fuck?" She was in shock at the scene that laid before her. Her brother had his pants around his ankles, her mom was bent over the kitchen table, and he was fucking her from behind. "What the fuck?" she repeated. Now she was getting a little jealous. Tim didn't stop. Seeing his sister excited him even more. Jennifer, on the other hand, started to panic. Tim wasn't stopping. "Honey, I can explain." Still Tim didn't stop. "Explain? Explain?" Gloria could clearly see that her mom was off balance, while her brother just looked at her and smiled. That little fuck was enjoying this. Well, she could have a little fun too. "Ok, explain why Tim is fucking you on the kitchen table?" Gloria said. And to make matters worse, she walked up, pulled out a chair, and sat down. Now she was closer to eye to eye with her mother. Still, Tim held on to his mother's waist and slowly pounded in and out of her sweet pussy. Jennifer, despite the wonderful feeling of being fucked, explained to her daughter, "Remember when I said that I made arrangements so Tim would leave you alone?" She nodded back to her son, "Well, these are the arrangements." Then she moaned as Tim pushed in hard. Gloria couldn't help herself. She reached up and squeezed her own tit through her shirt. She was so turned on. "Oh mom, your pussy feels so good. Gloria, mom feels so good. I bet you'd feel good too. Come here and let me feel your tits." He said to his sister. Jennifer looked back and said, "You said you would leave her alone." "I was going to, but look at her mom, she's horny watching this." And Gloria was, she had to admit. This was so sexy. She stood up, and stepped closer to her brother. She looked into his eyes as he reached up, and felt her breasts through her t-shirt. "OH FUCK, I'm gonna cum." He said. "Don't cum in my pussy!" Said his mom. And with that, Gloria knelt down beside her mom's ass, and opened her mouth. Tim pulled out of his mom, and held the top of his sister's head. Gloria reached up, and guided his cock into her mouth. Then she stroked his cock until he started spewing his load into her mouth. "Oh yeah! Fuck yeah, that feels so good!" Tim bellowed. Gloria continued rubbing his dick, until she got all of his cum. Jennifer quickly got off the table, and knelt down next to her daughter. "Please Gloria." There was pleading in her voice. "Please, can I have some of that? I've waited so long." Gloria slowly leaned over, and kissed her mom. Tim's cock jumped as he watched his mom suck his cum out of his sister's mouth. "Oh fuck!" he said, as he found a chair, and slumped into it. "Best Saturday ever." From then on, there was a lot of fucking and sucking going on. Tim got to cum three or four times a day. Jennifer got all the of cum she needed. And Gloria was taught by her mom the joys of being a cum slut. The End.