0 comments/ 458854 views/ 51 favorites Cock Teasing Mom Ch. 01 By: Just Plain Bob Mom and dad led a tumultuous life and I think that the only thing that kept them from killing each other was the fact that dad was an over the road truck driver and he was gone for days at a time. Both mom and dad were borderline alcoholics and most, if not all, of their arguments came after they had both been at the bottle. From mom's side it was always about dad going off and leaving her alone so much. From dad's side it was always about how when he was gone she was never alone. He never caught her, never had any proof, but he "just knew." He was right even though he was the cause of it. His being gone all the time wasn't the cause; the cause was that mom finally decided that if she was "going to wear the name, she was going to play the game." After two years of being accused she went and did it. She rarely brought her gentlemen friends home with her because she could never be sure when dad was going to come home, but I could always tell when she had been with a man. She would be more laid back, mellower and just a little bit slutty. Her running around on dad had a major effect on me because when she came home she was always different around me than she was usually. It is hard to explain, but it seemed like when she had gotten laid in the afterglow she either forgot who I was or she got some perverse pleasure out of sexually teasing me. Things that had never happened before started to happen. Mom would go to bed and leave her bedroom door open and sleep naked on top of the sheets. I would be in the bathroom and she would walk in on me wearing only skimpy panties and a bra and say "Oops, excuse me" and then take forever to turn around and go back out. She would come home and I would be watching TV and she would sit down in the easy chair across from the couch and pretty much put herself on display. Two or three buttons would be undone on her blouse and she would be showing plenty of cleavage. Her skirt would be hiked up and her legs would be spread and I could see all the way up to her panties. She would sit there with a glass of Seven Crown in one had and a bottle of Stroh's in the other and watch me with a little smile on her face. Other times she would come home, curl up on the couch with me, put her head in my lap and go to sleep. Her skirt would be up where I could see the soaking wet crotch of her panties and her blouse would be open enough so that I could see an amazing amount of tit. Mom was a damned good looking woman with a great body and I spent a lot of time with a stiff dick in my pants. I'm almost certain now that it wasn't accidental on her part. I'd be willing to bet that all those times that she was supposed to be sleeping that she wasn't. The problem then was that I was a very shy kid and had zero experience with girls so I didn't have a clue as to what was going on. Mom finally got tired of trying to coax me into making the first move using passive displays (at least that's the way I see it now) and decided to get aggressive. She was sitting across from me in the easy chair and I was watching TV. Her legs were spread open and I could see the garter belt that was holding up her nylons and the wet crotch of her panties - wet with what I now know was the cum of whoever she had picked up at the bar. I had a hard time keeping my eye on the TV because they kept wanting to stray over to mom's legs. She had great legs and she always wore high heels and nylons and that was (and still is) my biggest turn on. "Daniel" I looked over at her and saw her grinning at me, "Come over here baby." I didn't know what she was saying. "Come on over here baby" and she crooked a finger at me. I got up and walked over to her. "Have you ever taken your girlfriends nylons off of her?" She knew damned well that I'd never had a girlfriend, but I just said, "No mom, I haven't." She took a sip of her Seven Crown, chased it with Stroh's and then said, "Well you need to learn how baby, so you will know what to do when the day comes. Reach under my skirt and unhook the garter snaps." I just stood there and stared. She chuckled, "Come on baby, mommy won't bite. Just kneel down and run your hands up my legs and unsnap the garters." I did what she told me and my hands were shaking and I had the daddy of all hard ons. "That's it baby, be gentle. You don't want to snag the nylons and get a run in them." I got the garter snaps loose and then she said, "Okay now, roll the nylons down the leg." As I rolled the right one down she took another sip of her Seven Crown and said, "Now the other one baby" and I rolled the left one down. "Now the garter belt. Just reach up under my skirt and around my waist in the back and unhook it." Her legs were spread wide and I was between them and to reach around her waist I had to scoot forward. She lifted her hips to help and that pushed her crotch right into my erection and I know she had to know I had a hard on. I got her garter belt off and then I told her I had homework to do and I hurried up to my room and beat myself off. Her next one was two days later. I got home and she heard me come in. "Daniel? Can you come up here please?" I went up to her room and found her sitting in front of her vanity mirror. She had on high heels, nylons with garter belt and had her bra in her hands. Her tits were out in all their glory for me to feast my eyes on and I did. Mom gave me a really long look at them and then she said, "Daniel, stop that. After all, I am your mother." Then she said, "I hurt my arm today and I can't reach behind me to snap the hooks on the bra. Will you help me please?" As inexperienced as I was even I knew that you could put the bra on hooks to the front, fasten them and then twist the bra to the back. But I did help her and I looked into the mirror in front of me and saw those two magnificent globes and I also saw her looking at my reflection as I looked and I saw her little smile. "Thanks baby, but I'll need you to help me zip my dress too." She got up from the vanity and slowly walked over to the closet where she struck a pose and pretended to be deciding what dress to wear. Skimpy panties, a bra that almost wasn't, standing there in her sexy high heels - I wanted to run to my room and relieve myself. She picked a dress and then turned to me, "What about this one baby, does it go with my heels?" I said it did and as she walked toward me I saw her look down at the tent in my trousers and I saw that little smile again. I zipped her up and then I hurried to my room where I abused myself until I was sore. The next day it happened again. I had no sooner come in the front door when mom called down to me, "Daniel, is that you?" "Yes mom, I'm home." "Good. Come on upstairs baby, I need your help again." I went up and just as I hit the top of the stairs she came walking out her bedroom door - naked! I stopped dead in my tracks and just stared at her. She stood there looking at me with that little smile on her face and then she said, "You think I look all right Daniel?" I stuttered out a yes and she said, "Thank you baby, a girl always likes to know that she looks good. My arm is still hurting baby, I need you to wash my back for me. Can you do that for me?" I have a best friend that I am extremely tight with. Troy and I are closer than twin brothers and I have no secrets from him. We are opposites; where I am quiet and shy he is loud, aggressive and very extroverted. We both shared a common malady - at eighteen we were still both virgins. I because of my shyness - even when I dated a girl I could never even work up the courage to kiss her goodnight. Troy for just the opposite reason - he was so aggressive that he scared them away. Anyway, I was sitting in the Student Union telling Troy about the weird way my mother was acting lately and he said, "Hell dude, she's sending you a signal." "What?" "She wants to get laid dude. She wants to play with your pickle." "But she's my mom." "Don't mean nothing if she's horny, wants a dick and you are available." I looked at him as if he were nuts and he laughed, "If you don't want her dude, I'll take a shot at it. Hell man, I'll do you a deal. I'll swap you my mom for yours." That would be interesting. Troy's mom was every bit the fox that mine was. But that was a pipe dream and I knew it. The rest of the day what Troy said bounced around in my head. Was Troy right? Was my mom trying to get me to make a move on her? Cock Teasing Mom Ch. 02 That night I was already in bed asleep when mom got home from wherever it is that she goes. I woke up in the morning and found her in bed with me. Her dress was lying on the floor and she was still wearing her heels, hose, panties and bra. She was still asleep and as I looked down on her I thought again about what Troy had said. It would be so easy to just push her panties aside and do it. But what if Troy was wrong? What if all she had been doing was what she considered harmless teasing? What if the only reason for her being in my bed was that she just needed to feel close to some one? I carefully got out of bed so as not to wake her and went downstairs, had breakfast and then headed off to class. I don't think I gained any knowledge during any of my classes that day as my mind wasn't anywhere near the classrooms. All I thought about was what my mother had been doing lately and my reaction to it. Incest was not supposed to be a good thing. There were laws against it - the laws of nature as well as the laws of man - and it was supposed to be something that all right minded people abhorred. Even though I was only a kid, well I guess actually a young adult, I had always considered myself an upright individual and I had always expected to grow up and be a responsible adult and a productive member of society. Yet the only question on my mind was, "Is it what my mom is really looking for." Regardless of the laws of man and nature if I ever came to the point where I really believed that she was coming on to me I was going to fuck her - that was a given! That afternoon dad came home and for the next five days everything was quiet around the house, at least from my perspective. Then dad left on another nine day run and I wondered what mom would do next. It didn't take long to find out. That same night she went out and I was in bed when she got home, but this time I woke up when she came in the front door. Maybe five minutes later my bedroom door opened and then closed as she came in. I heard the rustle of clothing as she undressed and dropped her clothing to the floor. She climbed on the bed with me as I lay there pretending to be asleep and she moved next to me. I felt her hot breath on my neck as she snuggled in against my body and again I thought of what Troy had said. But what if she was just lonely and wanted to cuddle? I lay there quietly, not moving and waited to see what she would do next. After five minutes or so I heard her begin to softly snore and maybe five minutes after that I fell asleep myself. In the morning when I woke up I saw that she was completely naked. I eased my self out of bed and then stood there looking down at mom's naked body and wished I'd had the nerve to do what I really wanted to do. I hurried downstairs, ate breakfast and headed off to school. Again it was a wasted day in the classroom. When I looked toward the blackboard all I saw was my mother's naked body and I walked around with a hard on most of the day. When I got home that night mom was in her room dressing to go out. Her bedroom door was open and I saw her sitting at her vanity putting on her make up. Nothing on but heels, hose, panties and bra and as I stood there in the doorway looking at her she looked over at me, "Yes Daniel, something you want?" I saw her little smile and I knew that she had noticed my tented trousers and I turned and went into my room. Was she sending signals? Was Troy right? That night I was awake when she got home and came into my room. It was a repeat of the previous night right up to the point where she snuggled in against me. Then she did something that she had never done before. She put her hand on my bare leg. It just stayed there, feeling like it was burning a hole and then after a minute or to it slowly worked it's way up my leg to my cock. I felt the fingers brush against my cock and then pull back for a second or two and then she took my cock in her hand, held it for a second and then gave it a squeeze. I don't know if she thought I was asleep or not, but when my cock started to grow in her hand she jerked her hand away like she had touched a hot burner on the stove. I lay there as still as I could and waited to see what she would do. After several minutes I heard her softly snoring and I spent the next couple of hours trying to fall asleep. The next night mom stayed home and after dinner I went into the living room to watch some TV. I hadn't been there fifteen minutes when mom came into the room wearing an old bathrobe and carrying her glass of Seven Crown and her bottle of Strohs. She sat next to me on the couch and for a half-hour or so we watched the TV. Mom kept moving around and changing position and then she said, "Do you mind if I put my feet on your lap Daniel? I'm having trouble getting comfortable." I said it was okay, which was a mistake, and she stretched out and put both of her feet on my lap. I looked over at her and saw that her robe had opened in front and I could see her tits and her pussy. She was watching the TV, but I knew that she knew what I was looking at. Her left foot was less than a cunt hair from my cock and my cock started to grow as I looked at mom's body. As my cock grew it came in contact with her foot and I expected her to jerk away from me, but she didn't. She held her position and when I tried to move just a little bit to break the contact she moved just enough to keep her foot against my dick. I toughed it out for another couple of minutes and then I mumbled that I had homework to do and I got up and went to my room. I was having trouble falling asleep that night so I was still awake when mom came into my room. I heard the bathrobe hit the floor and I knew that she was naked when she climbed into bed with me. I layed still and tried to pretend that I was asleep as she snuggled up against me. This time my cock was already hard when her hand found it. Her fingers touched it and then quickly pulled away and when I made no move to indicate that I was awake her hand came back. She gave my cock a gentle squeeze and then she just held it for several moments and when I still gave no response she started to slowly stroke it. I wanted to roll over and just fuck her, but I just didn't have the nerve. I pretended to be waking up and her hand jerked away from me and I spent the rest of the night trying to get back to sleep and not being successful at it. Mom wasn't home when I got home from classes the next day and I was already in bed when I heard her come in the front door. I was still awake a half-hour later when I heard her come into my room and heard her dress hit the floor. She climbed into bed with me and cuddled up against me and I waited to see what would happen. After a couple of minutes her hand came searching for my cock and as her fingers wrapped around it and began stroking it I snapped. It was just one tease too many! It wasn't courage that made me do what I did - it was lust! Pure, unadulterated hot sexual lust. All the teasing, touching and whatever else finally boiled over and I rolled over on top of her. "Daniel, what are you…" and whatever else she was going to say was blocked as I pushed my mouth down on hers and pushed my tongue into her mouth. Her hands came up to my chest and she tried to push me away from her, but I had slid my hand down her belly and my fingers found her pussy lips and when I slid a finger into her she moaned, stopped pushing and her tongue began to wrestle with mine. I got two fingers into her and as my fingers worked at her pussy it made squishing sounds as my fingers disturbed the juices that her lover of the evening had left in her. She arched up off the bed and pushed her pussy at my hand. She was hot, I was hot, I was finger fucking her, frenching her, but as inexperienced as I was I didn't know what to do next. I didn't know if it was the kissing or the fingering I should stop. If I took my mouth off her she might start yelling and screaming at me and if I took my fingers out of her she might cool down and go back to trying to push me away. In the end I needn't have worried. She took over! She put her hands against my chest and shoved me away from her. As soon as my mouth was off hers she cried, "My panties, get my panties off, hurry, get them off." While I was feverishly pulling them down she was taking off her bra and when I finally got the panties clear of her high heels she spread her legs wide and laid there in all her naked glory. Her nipples were engorged and looked like ripe cherries and even though I saw white stuff leaking from her cunt it still looked heavenly. "Later baby, look at me later, momma needs your cock baby, hurry, please hurry." I moved between her legs and her hands reached up and grabbed me and pulled me down to her. My cock slid into her pussy and god, but did she feel good. Hot, wet and it felt divine. Knowing how fast I had to move my hand to get me off when I was masturbating I started fucking her as fast as I could which was a mistake. It was not even a full minute before I blasted my first load into a woman. "No baby, no, I'm not ready yet" but I was already going soft. She put her hands against my chest and pushed me off of her. She sat up, pushed me down on my back and then she swung around and took my limp cock in her mouth and started sucking on it. Then she did something that scared me. She straddled my head with her hips and I found myself looking up at a dripping cunt. Then she pushed her pussy down at my face and I panicked and started to try and squirm out from underneath her. She took her mouth of me, "Eat my pussy baby, it won't hurt you. Keep your momma hot while she gets you hard again" and she went back to sucking my dick. Her pussy pushed down on my mouth and so I did the only thing I could - I licked it. She squirmed and moaned so I shoved my tongue inside her and moved it around. She moaned and squirmed some more so I licked some more. I could feel my cock growing in her mouth and mom took her mouth off me, turned and sat down on my cock. I pushed up at her as she shoved down at me and soon we had a rhythm going and I was sure if I was fucking her or she was fucking me. Her eyes were closed, she was squeezing her tits and moaning, "Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, fuck mommy baby, fuck me" as she rode me. I lasted longer the second time and even longer the third and fourth. When we finally stopped and I fell asleep and I don't believe that I ever slept any sounder. I awoke the next morning to the smell of frying bacon. I looked around my room and saw no evidence that mom had even been in my room. I went downstairs and into the kitchen and mom turned and looked when I came into the room, "Good morning sweetie. How would you like your eggs?" She was acting like nothing had happened the previous night and I decided that it would be best if I acted the same. We ate breakfast in silence and when I got up to go she said, "Will you be home in time for dinner tonight?" I said that I would and as I headed for the door I was thinking, "How weird! How can we be acting like this after what happened last night?" I sat through my first class and I don't think that I heard a word that Professor Erickson said. My second class was no different. I was sitting in the Student Union waiting for the next class I could daydream through when Troy dropped into the chair across from me. "What's up dude? You look different today." I had no intention of telling Troy about what happened, but like I said earlier, we are a lot closer than twins. I looked up at him and as he looked into my face I saw his features change, "You dog you. You did it, didn't you? Don't lie to me dude, it's written all over your face." It took him a while, but he ended up getting the whole story out of me. "Think if we work it right she will do me?" I laughed, "I'm not even sure that she will do me again. The way she was acting this morning it was like nothing happened. It was like maybe I had just dreamed it. Besides, I'm not letting you have mine unless I can get yours." "Oh man, that's cold. We know yours does, but my ma wouldn't do something like that." I grinned at him. "Sorry dude, we might be tight, but when it comes to pussy I got to draw the line. Mine for yours or no deal." Just talking to troy must have relieved something in me because I managed to understand most of what Professor Eaton said in my next class. I got home at my normal time and mom had dinner ready. She made small talk about how my day had gone and then she asked me to do the dishes while she took a shower. I was just hanging up the dishtowel when she called down, "Daniel, could you come up here for a minute?" I went upstairs and found her standing in front of her mirror in heels, hose and nothing else. She had a pair of pink panties in one hand and a pair of black ones in the other. "What do you think baby? Which ones are the sexiest?" I pointed at the black. "Do you really think so?" She looked at them and then back at me. "Should I model them for you or would you rather not waste your time taking them off me?" She saw the look on my face and I saw that little smile as she said, "I thought so." She tossed the panties aside and walked toward me. Cock Teasing Mom Ch. 03 For the next two months every time my dad was on a trip I either slept in mom's bed or she slept in mine. She was doing her absolute best to fuck me to death and I was doing my best to keep her at home doing it. She still went out occasionally so she could drink and dance, which was something she couldn't do with me, and when she came home she was always horny and she wanted me to eat her pussy. Unfortunately, she had also always been fucked by someone else. I wasn't all that keen on going down on her and licking up someone else's leavings, but she loved it and it was a small price to pay for what I was getting from her. She taught me everything that she liked having done to her and she taught me how to do it well. It might have been incest, but no bolts of lightening were coming down at me from the sky so I took all I could get. The really curious thing, at least to me, was that mom cut way down on her drinking when the two of us started having sex. I still haven't figured that one out. There was one problem however that my getting laid was causing. My friendship with Troy was taking a beating. He was just a little bit pissed that I had lost my cherry and he still had his and he kept trying to get me to find a way to give him a shot at my mom. Now I am in no way possessive of my mother - god knows she was getting plenty of other cock on the nights she went out, but I couldn't help Troy. I mean I couldn't very well go to mom and say that Troy knew about us and he wants to know if he can have some too. In the first place I think she would have a shit fit if she knew that anyone knew about us, let alone Troy. So all I could do to try and keep things cool between us was to fall back on his original proposal to swap mothers, "You fix me up with your mom and I'll fix you up with mine. It was a fairly safe bet that it wouldn't happen because as Troy himself kept telling me, he mother wasn't that kind woman. Troy didn't know it, but he was wrong - dead wrong. His mother was that kind of woman. His mother and my mother were good friends and at least one night a week, when his father was out bowling, his mother went out with my mother. I couldn't swear that his mom was doing what mine was, but I knew what my mom brought home on those nights. Why would Troy's mom hang with mine if she weren't doing the same thing, or at least something similar? But I couldn't tell him that. Things have a way of surprising you. It was a Tuesday night; dad was out of town on a run and my mom was going out. Dad had been home for a week and mom just had to get out to where the music was and to where she could have a couple of drinks and dance a little. When I got home I took a shower and then with a towel wrapped around my middle I walked to my mom's bedroom doorway and watched her get ready for her night out. She was naked and digging through her chest of drawers looking for something to wear when she noticed me. She saw the way my hard cock made the towel rise and she grinned and walked over to me, "What's the matter baby, want to be mommy's first for a change? She took hold of my cock and led me over to the bed. "We need to hurry baby, I have to meet Monica (Troy's mother) in an hour an a half." As I slid into her I wondered if maybe there wasn't some way to arrange for Troy to find out what his mother was doing so he could catch her and blackmail her. Maybe he could catch Monica and my mom at the same time and blackmail them both. If he could do that I wouldn't have to listen to any more of his asking me to set him up with my mom. I wouldn't care if he fucked my mother; I just didn't want to be the one to arrange it. I was still up studying for midterms when mom came home, a good two hours before I expected her. She came straight to the kitchen where I was sitting at the table with my head buried in a book, "Baby I need your help." She led me out to the car where a crying Monica was sitting in the backseat. "We have to get her into the house. She's had a bad night. Picked the wrong guy and he didn't treat her very well. We have to do something to make her more presentable before she can go home." I helped her get Monica into the house and then upstairs into the bathroom. Then we undressed her, what little she had to take off. Monica's dress was ripped down the front, her bra and panties were missing and her nylons were shot. She had cum all over her stomach and tits and she even had some in her hair. I looked at mom and she saw the question on my face, "The asshole she picked had friends - five of them- and they gangbanged the hell out of her." Mom ran a bath and I picked Monica up and put her in the tub. She hadn't stopped crying since I'd helped get her out of the car and I mentioned it to mom, "It doesn't matter how well we clean her up if we can't get her to stop with the tears." She tossed me a wash rag and told me to give Monica a bath while she went down and made a pot of coffee. "We will have to sober her up, at least enough so that she can drive home" then she took off and left me with Monica. Any other time being left alone with a naked Monica would be a cause for joy. She was just a tad under five feet tall, about a hundred and ten pounds and I'd guess her bra size to be a 34 or 36 D cup. Her dark red hair normally hung down to below her shoulders and she had a pouty little mouth that just made you want it around your cock. I put some soap on the rag and started on her face. I slowly worked my way down and I was working on her tits when my mom came back carrying a travel bag. "These were the clothes she was wearing when she left the house." She watched me soaping Monica's tits and she grinned, "Be careful with those tits baby. If you get her too hot and bothered you might have to take care of both of us." I looked up at her, "You think she would?" Mom laughed, "What's the matter baby, momma not enough for you anymore?" She started to pour black coffee into Monica and I kept on washing. "Get her pussy real good baby, get up inside. Six guys can put a lot of stuff in a girl. If her hubby is horny when she gets home we don't want him finding her any wetter than she can lie about." I don't think that Monica was that far out of it anymore. Once mom started pouring hot coffee into her the crying slowed down and eventually stopped. Once she stopped and opened her eyes I was pretty sure that I saw some awareness in them and maybe just a little bit of confusion as she saw me running a wash rag over her body. I saw her look up at mom as I ran the wash rag over her pussy lips. She made a sound and clamped her legs tight and leaned forward and tried to push my hands away, but then mom put her hands on Monica's shoulders, "Easy honey, easy. He's just helping me get you cleaned up so you can go home. It's all right, Daniel is a good boy and he won't tell a soul, will you Daniel?" "No mom, not a soul." Monica looked up at mom and the she relaxed. I was washing her pussy as best I could and Monica gave a little moan and hunched at my hand. Mom giggled and said, "Take it easy Monica. We are tying to clean you out, not get more put in you. If you're not careful Daniel might want to try an older woman. Would you like that Daniel? Would you like a taste of Monica?" I looked into Monica's face and Monica saw that indeed Daniel would like a taste and she gave me the strangest look. Mom helped her wash her hair and then we got her out of the tub. Mom made her douche and helped her get dressed. Then I drove the two women to where Monica's car was parked and then mom drove her to within a block of her house. Monica drove the last block herself and then I picked up mom and we headed home. Mom slid over next to me and started to unzip my pants. As she took out my cock she said, "Would you have fucked her baby? If she had let you would you have cheated on your poor mommy?" Then she laughed, "Of course you would have. Maybe next time." Later that night as I was buried in mom's pussy she asked between moans, "Who are you fucking now baby, Monica or me." Cock Teasing Mom Ch. 04 "Maybe next time." The phrase sat in the back of my mind all the next day. What did mom mean by that? Was there to be a next time? And if there were would I fuck Monica if I had the chance? Silly question -of course I would - in a heartbeat! I had fantasies of mom, Monica and me on the same bed. Mom blond and tanned; Monica light skinned, freckled and with her long red hair - it would be a great contrast. But it was only fantasy and I knew it. My affair with my mother was not without an element of danger. We pretty much knew when to expect that dad would be coming home, but we sometimes got caught up in the heat of things and lost track of time. That was pretty much the case when two days after the Monica episode we were bouncing around on my bed when we heard dad's Kenworth pull up next to the house. Mom pushed me off her and made a mad dash for her bedroom. I watched as she took a large dildo out the bedside table and then ran back and closed the bedroom door. The front door slammed and I heard, "Honey, I'm home" and my mom hollered "I'm upstairs sweetie." My door was closed when dad came up the steps, but I could imagine what he saw when he opened his bedroom door and heard mom say, "Hurry up damn it, I expected you an hour ago." I could hear the noises coming from my parents bedroom and I thought that there was nothing in the world so cruel as to have a hot pussy suddenly pulled off of a hard cock and then have to listen to someone else fuck that same hot pussy. And then I had to laugh; who was I to deny my dad what was his, at least when he was home. I was hurting. Dad was home on one of his rare three-week layovers. Three weeks without pussy might not seem like a big thing to a lot of people, but I had gone overnight from virgin to two and sometimes three times a day, everyday and with dad home I was going through withdrawal. Mom could tell I was hurting, but she couldn't help. On Saturday morning I slept late and when I came downstairs I found Monica and her husband Dale having coffee with my folks. Monica's eyes followed me around the kitchen as I fixed myself some toast and cereal and whenever I looked over at her I got a little half smile almost like she was remembering my hands on her body. I sat at the breakfast bar and ate my breakfast and looked at her and I knew that if my dad and her husband weren't there I would have tried to fuck her. As I had that thought Monica looked over at me and blushed. Could she have read my mind? Tuesday afternoon when I got home from school mom asked me if I was staying in or going out. I told her I had a Calculus quiz coming up and that I needed to study for it and then I asked her why she wanted to know. "Your dad and I are going out tonight and I just wondered." I wondered a few things myself. Like would dad be taking her to any of the places she went to when he was gone and what might happen if he did and one of mom's fuck buddies decided to say hi. I had my head buried in the Calc book when the doorbell rang. I opened the door to and was surprised to find Monica standing there. "I called your mother to see where we could meet tonight and she told me that she couldn't go with me. She told me if I couldn't find anything else to do that maybe you might like some company." I stood there too stunned to speak and Monica said, "May I come in?" I was still staring at her as I stepped aside and let her come in. She turned to face me, "I can leave if you want, but I got the feeling the other night from the way you ran your hands over my body that you might like to do it again" and she started to strip. I may have been stunned initially, but as Monica's clothes started hitting the floor I sure snapped out of it. "I liked the feel of your hands on my breasts Danny, please do it some more." She stepped toward me and kissed me and I put my hands on her tits and as I caressed them her hands went to my belt and as my pants hit the floor her hands went into my boxers and one of them wrapped around my cock. I ran one hand down her body and she moaned as my fingers found her slit and began to probe. "Where's your bedroom Danny, get me up to your bedroom honey. I need it, I need it bad." In the bedroom she immediately took charge, pushed me back on the bed and went down on me. I ran my hand back down to her pussy and put my fingers back to work and for the next two minutes as her head went up and down my fingers went in and out. Then Monica gave a loud moan, pulled her mouth of me, climbed over me and sat down on my cock. She bounced up and down on me and I held tight to her waist to keep her from getting too far away from the head of my dick - I didn't want her coming off of it. After several minutes Monica rolled off of me and pulled me over on top of her, "Fuck me hard Danny, fuck me hard." Another two minutes went by and I couldn't hold back any longer and I let my load loose. Monica cried, "No Danny, not yet, please not yet, I'm almost there" so I did what I did to my mom when the same thing happened. I pulled my cock out of Monica's hot box, spun around and went down on her. I worked on her clit and pushed a finger up her ass and she went crazy and screamed as her body bucked and twisted with her climax. When she had calmed down I moved up beside her and was lowering my mouth to take in one of her nipples when she said, "Did your mother teach you that?" "What?" "Did your mother teach you to eat pussy like that?" The lie was on my lips, but before I could utter it she said, "I wasn't totally out of it the other night. I heard her when she told you to be careful and not get me all hot and bothered or you might have to take care of both of us. A couple of seconds later she said what's the matter, momma not enough for you anymore. That could only have meant one thing." She saw the answer on my face and she said, "I sure wish I had her courage. I'd love to make love to Troy, but I can't so I guess you will just have to be my young stud. You don't mind do you? Will you be my young stud horse?" We fucked twice more before she had to leave. "We will do this again, right?" I told her that I would be more than happy to help her out whenever she could arrange it. She gave me a passionate kiss that made my cock hard again and I pulled her down and fucked her again on the floor just inside the front door. I was in bed but not asleep when my parents came home. I heard the sounds from their bedroom and since I knew what mom looked like when she made those sounds I got hard again. I was just nodding off when I heard my bedroom door open, "Are you awake baby?" she whispered. She got on the bed and I felt her hand search for my cock. When she got her hand around it she said, "Did you like my present baby?" She pulled the covers off me. "What does she taste like?" and she lowered her head and sucked in my cock. I panicked and tried to push her away, but she said, "Relax baby. As long as I can hear him snoring we will be okay." She went back to sucking my cock and in about three or four minutes I gave her what little Monica had left me. She kissed me, "Sleep tight baby" and then she went back to her own room. My first class the next day wasn't until eleven so I slept late. When I came downstairs mom was at the sink doing dishes and watching dad cut the grass in the backyard. "Morning baby, have a good night last night?" I just smiled at her. "You just make sure that you save enough for me." I walked over and kissed her on the back of the neck, "Don't you worry, you're primary, she's just back up." "Speaking of back up, if you raised up my housecoat you would find that I have nothing else on and you father is where we can keep an eye on him." I raised her housecoat to her waist and she spread her legs and I moved between them. It was so wild to be fucking her while she was bent over the sink begging me to fuck her harder and to make her cum while we watched my dad work in the yard. When I came she turned around and went to her knees, "Keep your eyes on him baby" and she went to work sucking my cock to get me hard again. I fucked her one more time as we watched him trim the rose bushes and when we were through she asked how things had gone the previous night. I gave her a step by step rundown on what had happened, including the fact that Monica knew about us. She grinned, "I wasn't sure if she would come over or just treat it as my kidding around. I'm not going to lose you to her, am I?" "Are you kidding? I going to give up something that I only have to cross the hall to get for something I'd have to go across town to get? Not likely. My only worry is that Troy will find out and want you in trade." Mom's expression changed, "You think he would want me?" It was my turn to be quiet and then I said, "That's not the question here mom. The question on the table is do you want him?" She smiled at me. "You slut you." She patted my cheek, "Yes baby, but that's what you love about me, isn't it?" Cock Teasing Mom Ch. 05 It was two days after my night with Monica. I was eating my breakfast when the phone rang and mom answered it. "Sure honey, he's here." She carried the phone over to me, "It's your girlfriend baby, I think she wants your dick." It was Monica and she told me that her hubby had just left for work and Troy was on his way to class. "I'm all alone her honey, can you come over?" My only class of any consequence was an eleven o'clock on Business Law so I told her I would be by. "The door won't be locked honey, just come straight up to the bedroom. Hurry honey, don't make me wait too long." As I hung up mom said, "Your dad is leaving this afternoon and mommy intends to keep her little boy busy tonight. Keep that in mind while you are spreading pollen over at Monica's" Monica was lying in the middle of her bed fucking herself with a large dildo when I got there. She looked up at me and smiled, "Just getting it heated up for you so we don't have to waste time on foreplay. Come on over here and give me the real thing." I had to run like hell to get to class on time. I had two hours to kill before my next class so I was sitting in the corner at my favorite table in the Student Union and sipping a milkshake when Troy dropped onto the chair on the other side of the table. Like I said earlier he can read me better than anyone else, but this time he was both right and wrong. "You dog you. At it again and won't help out your pard. You got to help me dude. I just know that she would enjoy a taste of this good ole boy." He was right in that I had just gotten laid, but wrong in who I'd just fucked. I wondered how he would react if I set him up to fuck who I'd just fucked. But I remembered my mom's grin from the previous night and so I said, "Look bud, I won't set you up with my mom. There isn't any way that I can go up to her and say, "Hey mom, Troy wants to fuck you, okay?" What I will do is set up a situation where it puts the two of you together and if you can make it happen, fine." "How can we do that?" "I don't know for sure. Maybe something as simple as you coming over to study with me on a night when she goes out. When she comes home she usually gets naked and then comes into my room. I'll make sure that I'm in the bathroom or something and there she will - stark naked and expecting a cock - and there you will be. That's the best I can do for you bud. But I got to warn you - when she comes home she will probably all ready have been screwed and she will have some dude's load in her. Her big thing is to have her cunt eaten before she gets fucked. Make sure you can handle that. If you can't, don't even bother coming over." The look on Troy's face was priceless. He looked like I had just asked him to eat a dozen dead frogs. "Aw dude, that's gross." "Might sound like it, but that's the price of admission." "You do that?" I nodded my head yes and said, "It hasn't hurt me a bit and as far as I'm concerned it's a price well worth paying for what I get." "Geez dude, I don't know about that." "Okay, nobody's going to force you to do something you don't want to, but you probably won't be getting any pussy at my house either. When I got home that night my dad's KW was gone and when I walked in the house I found mom in the kitchen making dinner. She had on high heels, nylons and an apron. "I know what turns you on baby, so I dressed just for you. Want a quickie before dinner?" We never did have dinner that night and I was plumb wore out when I fell asleep. Mom woke me with a blow job and then we made love once before we went down for breakfast. Over breakfast I told mom about the conversation I'd had with Troy at school and how I planned to get them together. "It won't bother you to share me with him, will it?" I laughed at that, "I'm sharing you now. I know what you are doing when you go out, I can feel it when I fuck you." "That is no way for you to talk to your mother young man." "Sorry, but I do know I'm getting sloppy seconds and I don't care as long as I get you too." "Are you going to want to do me with him?" She saw the look on my face and laughed, "If you haven't tried a threesome yet you should do one at least once." "I don't know ma, he is a good friend and I don't know that I could do it with him in the room." "Well baby, if not him maybe someone else. Maybe I'll bring someone home with me one night, some one you don't know." Again she saw the look on my face and laughed, "What would you do if I wanted to do a gangbang?" I started to say something and she held up her hand, "Save it for tonight baby. Hurry home so we can have some fun before I go out." Troy and I had the same class at one o'clock, a real snoozer called Managerial Economics, and before class stared I told him that my mom was going out that night and asked him if he wanted to come over and take a shot at her. "Jeez man, I want to, but I just don't think I could put my mouth on her pussy after some guy has cum in her. I'd probably throw up and that would be way uncool." "Your choice bud. The offer is there if you want it. She usually leaves about six-thirty so if you decide you want to give it a try just come on over." When I got home from school mom was sitting on the couch finger fucking herself and waiting for me. I stripped and got on the couch with her and we did some major necking before she broke us apart and pulled me down on the living room floor. It was a quick hot fuck and then we spun around and went sixty-nine on each other until she got me hard again and then she climbed on top of me and pushed her hot box down on my dick. She rocked back and forth and then she began to lift herself up and drive down on me. Several minutes of that and then she rolled off me and I got on top of her and began to drive into her. It took me a while, given how many times I had cum since coming home from school the day before and this morning before I left for school, but I finally blew my load and I rolled off and laid on the floor next to her. "That was nice baby, but mommy is still hungry" and she got up on her knees and went down on me. It took her a while to get me up again and then she laid down and opened herself to me again. We hadn't been paying any attention to the clock and six-thirty had come and gone as we rolled around on the living room floor like a couple of dogs in heat. I hadn't told mom that Troy was coming over because, quite frankly, I didn't think he would. I didn't think he would be able to get past the eating a cum filled pussy thing so I was surprised when Troy walked in the door at six-forty and caught us going at it. Mom was bent over the back of the couch and I was doing her from behind when I heard, "Oh sweet Jesus" and looked up to see him standing there. Mom recovered before I did. My dick started to lose a little of its stiffness until I heard her say, "Get your clothes off and get over here." Troy stripped in record time and walked over to the couch and mom reached out and grabbed his dick and pulled him to her mouth. My cock stopped going soft and turned around and went the other way. Each time I drove it into her I pushed Troy's cock further down her throat. Being a virgin he didn't last very long and soon I saw cum leaking out of the corners of mom's mouth. She kept her lips locked on him and just about the time I spit my load she had him up again. As soon as I was out of her she went around to the other side of the couch and pushed Troy down on the floor and then she knelt down and sucked on him for another minute or two. Then she gave him the same chance to avoid eating her pussy that she had given me our first time - none! She swung over him in a sixty-nine and pushed her bush down on his mouth. He had a choice - eat her or push her away and have her take her hot mouth off of his cock. He chose the blow job. I was sitting in the easy chair watching mom lower herself on Troy's rod when the phone rang. "Hi sweetie, am I interrupting anything?" I told Monica that she wasn't. "Hubby's gone bowling and won't be home before eleven-thirty and Troy is spending the night at a friends. I'm all alone in this big house and I sure could use some company." I looked over at mom bouncing up and down on Troy and had mixed emotions. Should I stay and be a part of what was going on or go and visit Monica. In the end I decided that since Troy was spending the night I could still be part of things when I got home. "Mom, I need to go out for a bit. My girlfriend has a problem that she needs some help with. I'll be back by eleven, okay?" She looked over at me and mouthed "Monica?" and I nodded. You go ahead baby. It will give me some time to get better aquainted with Troy. How about it Troy, would you like to get to know me better?" Troy's tongue was hanging out of his mouth and he was trying to hang on to the wild ride he was getting and even though he didn't say a word all three of us knew what his answer was. The two of them were still going at it when I got home at eleven twenty. They were on mom's bed and she was on her knees and Troy was pounding her from behind. Mom told me to hurry and get undressed, I need your cock in my mouth baby. Hurry up and bring it to mommy." My cock gave a little stir, but didn't seem to want to rise to the occasion. That didn't surprise me all that much. I had screwed mom several times the night before, twice again before I left for school that morning and then again three times before leaving to go over and spend three hours with Monica. Monica thought I was one hell of a stud because I fucked her for almost twenty minutes before cumming the first time and over thirty minutes the second time. It was no wonder that my dick didn't want to play any more. But mom wasn't having any of that; she wanted my cock in her mouth and whatever momma wanted, momma got, at least from me. It was a good thing that Troy was young and full of cum because he was able to keep her satisfied to the point where she pretty much left me alone. We all fell asleep around one and at two I got up and when to my own bed. I had an eight o'clock class the next day and when I got up I glanced in mom's room and saw her sucking Troy's cock trying to wake him up. I wondered if he would make it to class that day. For the next month whenever dad wasn't at home either Troy was fucking my mom or I was. I don't know what Troy did when my dad was home, but Troy's mother was my outlet at those times. Monica was actually springing for motel rooms on days when either her husband or Troy were around the house. Twice mom brought Monica home with her on one of their nights out together. I know it's a popular male fantasy to have two good looking women in bed with you at the same time, but I'm here to tell you that it isn't all that great - at least not for the women. No way one guy can take care of two women who want to do nothing but fuck. Then came the night my mom decided to get cute. It was on the night that she usually ran around with Monica. She told me that she planned on being home early that night and that she had been extremely horny that day. "Get Troy over here baby. It would be nice to find you both here waiting for me when I get home." I called Troy and he said he would be right over. Mom came home and we went straight up to her bedroom. All three of us were on the bed naked, mom's mouth on my cock and Troy packing it to her from behind when I heard the front door close and footsteps coming up the stairs. I started to get up from the bed, but mom grabbed me and held me in place and I could see from her eyes that she had heard the same things that I had. If she wasn't worried I wasn't going to. My eyes were on the doorway when Monica walked in. She stopped dead and I saw her jaw drop when she saw her son buried in my mom. I don't think Troy saw her at first. He kept plugging away at my mom while his mom stood there and watched. Several moments went by and then Monica started undressing. She walked toward the bed and I was expecting her to take my hand and pull me away from my mom's mouth, but she didn't. I was looking at Troy and he had his eyes closed as he concentrated on getting his nuts off. Monica grabbed an arm, but it wasn't my arm - it was Troy's. His eyes came open and he saw his mother just as she physically pulled him off of my mom and pushed him down on the bed. Before he knew what was happening Monica mounted him and began sliding up and down his cock. Mom said, "Lets go to your room and leave these two to get aquatinted." Mom and I made it twice more before I had to get up and go to the bathroom. I noticed that it was damned close to the time Monica was due home. I looked in mom's bedroom and saw Monica's head going up and down on Troy's cock. I took my whiz and then went into the room and moved up behind Monica and slid my cock in her and as Troy looked up at me with surprise on his face I fucked his mother. As soon as I came I pointed at the clock and Monica jumped up, leaving poor Troy with a hard cock, and started gathering up her clothes. She kept looking at Troy's erection as she dressed and I told her not to worry, that my mom would take care of his problem. "Call me" she said, "First thing in the morning - call me" and she hurried away. I went into my room, told mom that Troy needed help and then I crashed. I know a lot of people won't believe it, but there is such a thing as too much pussy and yes, you can get to the point where it hurts to cum. The next morning I got up and headed downstairs to fix myself some toast and coffee before heading for class. I glanced in mom's room and saw that she and Troy had already gotten a start on the day. While the coffee was brewing I picked up the phone and called Monica. After she answered the phone she asked, "Why didn't you tell me?" "About what?" "About Troy and your mother." "Why would I have? If I remember right you said that what you did last night was something that you could never bring yourself to do. Given that, why would you want to know who he was fucking?" "How long has it been going on?" "About six weeks now." "How did it happen?" "He walked in on us while mom and I were going at it and mom felt that she only had two choices (this was all BS of course, but Monica didn't know it), get him to join in or risk letting him leave and blab to people about what we were doing." "Is he still there?" "As of five minutes ago he and mom were still going at it." "Can you come over?" "I have an eight o'clock that I can't miss, but then I have three hours before my next class." "Please come over sweetie, I need it, I need it bad." Monica was on her bed when I got there and she was keeping herself warm for me with her big dildo. She was on her hands and knees and I was porking her from behind when Troy walked into the room. He didn't even bother to undress, he just unzipped and walked up to his mother and stuck his cock in her mouth. I had been fucking her for almost ten minutes before he arrived so I was not long in coming and then we changed places. The two of us worked over Monica for the next hour and then it was time for me to head out for my class. As I left the room Monica was squealing like a pig as her baby boy was stuffing his cock up her ass. For the next year and a half Troy and I swapped mothers and more often than not the four of us would be on the same bed at the same time. Both mom and Monica loved threesomes so it was not unusual for Troy and I to be looking at each other as we double-teamed either his mom or mine. The two women still went out together once a week and usually came home with cum in their pussies and as dutiful sons Troy and I had to take care of the cleanup duties. Then disaster struck! I don't know what made Monica's husband suspicious, but on one of her nights out he followed her and was watching as she met my mom, changed clothes and then went bar hopping. He was also watching when Monica left a bar with two guys and took both of them on in the back seat of a car. Fortunately, at least for Troy's sake, and mine, he confronted her right there instead of following her and seeing what else she might be up to that night. Mom was on her way out of the bar with someone to get a little back seat time of her own and she saw what was happening. She hurriedly turned and went back into the bar before she was seen, but the damage was done. Monica's husband called dad and told him that the two women were running together and told him about what he caught Monica doing. He suggested that dad just might want to check out what mom was doing. Again Troy and I got lucky. My dad wasn't a sneak and peek kind of guy so he just confronted mom with what Dale had told him. After a whole lot of yelling and screaming at each other mom told dad that she didn't give a rat's ass what Monica did on their nights out, "All I do is have a few drinks and do some dancing. But since you are so god damned set in your mind that I'm out there fucking everything in pants I might just as well go out and do it." She grabbed her purse and headed for the door. Dad said, "Where the hell are you going?" "I'm going out. I'm going someplace where a guy might hit on me and when one does I'm going to fuck his eyes out. Don't wait up" and she stormed out the door. She was gone three days and when she came home she found that dad had packed his bags and moved out. Mom actually cried when she found out. I guess she really loved him in her own way, but she needed more cock than he could give her, what with him being gone all the time. Monica and Dale divorced and Monica moved to California to live with her family. Troy stayed just long enough to graduate and then he followed her. Mom changed the locks on the house so dad couldn't sneak back and catch her at anything. She stopped going out, stayed home and did her best to fuck Troy and me to death until he left to follow Monica. When I graduated I took a job that took me out of state. Mom and dad divorced and then she remarried. She comes to visit me several times a year and then she spreads her legs and tries to make up for lost time. It is real interesting when I go back to see her; she lucked out and married a guy who not only believes in open marriages, but who also likes to hide in the closet and watch. Mom told me about him, but she didn't tell him that she told me. Every time I go back to visit Eddie is in the closet watching as I put it to mom. Once, Troy and I managed to be back in town at the same time and Eddie got to see us double team her. My association with mom and Monica twisted me somehow so that I can't seem to get along with "good girls." I've dated a lot of beautiful, smart and witty women of good morals, but I've never been able to form a lasting relationship with one of them. I seem attracted to the sluts - the girls with round heels that just give it away to everybody. I'm engaged to a girl I met at a gangbang, as big a cock-loving slut as you could ever hope to meet. She let me know up front that if we married she was still going to fuck other guys and she still intended to do the occasional gangbang. I haven't introduced Wendy to mom yet, but I think the two of them will really hit it off. I can just picture Wendy taking mom with her to one of her gangbangs. That would be so cool. Cock Teasing Mom Ch. 06 I called my mother to let her know that I had met the girl I was going to marry. "You need to come visit and meet her. It would be nice if the two of you could get to know each other before the wedding." Mom said she would try and get up to see us the following weekend. That night when Wendy had finished fucking me into exhaustion I told her about mom's impending visit and was surprised when she seemed less than pleased. When I asked her why she said it was because my mom wasn't going to like her. "Women can sense some things honey. She won't be here twenty-four hours and she will know exactly what kind of girl I am." I laughed and told her how mom and dad's divorce had come about; "If you want to get on mom's good side just take her out and get her laid." "Danny! That is no way to talk about your mother." I wasn't like Eddie. I liked to watch Wendy fuck other guys, but I didn't hide in the closet to do it. Once I had accepted the fact that Wendy's love would be true, but that her lust wouldn't, I began to participate. More than once I had been there watching and doing my fair share as she fucked guys that I had never seen before. She was a great favorite of upper management where I worked and her popularity got me at least two promotions. Not that I pimped her, at least not directly or intentionally. It happened because I brought Wendy with me to a company barbecue. The drinks were flowing, everyone was having a good time and the VP of Marketing had a few too many and hit on Wendy. He was surprised as hell when she took him by the hand and led him out to my car and gave him a killer blow job. Then she climbed in the back seat and fucked him silly. Back inside the party the VP told my boss what happened and my boss maneuvered her into a bedroom and got the same treatment. The two of them were so taken with Wendy that they wanted more and they asked her for her phone number. Wendy told them, "Sorry. I only do this at parties when I've had too much to drink. Besides, if I do too much of it Danny might catch me and I don't want to lose him." On the way home she told me what had happened and I chuckled, "That means they won't get another shot at you until the company Christmas party. Well, they say that anticipation can be good for you." The following Tuesday I was called into my bosses office and informed that I was being promoted. All of a sudden I belonged to the group that got invited to all the cocktail parties and social functions and don't think that I didn't know that it was Wendy that they wanted and not me. The second promotion came for the same reason. Six months after the first promotion I was promoted to Regional Manager - a job that had a whole lot of traveling attached and don't think I didn't know what that meant. It meant "Get Daniel out of town so he's not around while we play with Wendy." I was good at my job and I honestly thought that I would get the promotions anyway, only not so quick. I made Wendy promise that no one at work at work would ever know that I knew what was going on. I knew the name of everyone of the men I worked with that fucked her and I made me a list. I intended to fuck their wives and even their daughters if I could. Why would I want revenge on these guys given that I didn't care what Wendy did with her pussy? Because they were sneaking around behind my back to do it! Anyway, this was the relationship that I had going with Wendy when my mom came to visit. It started out as a typical visit with mom giving me a blow job in the car on the way home from the airport and then with her telling me all of the depraved things that she planned on doing with me while she was there. I dropped her at the apartment, introduced her to Wendy, and then I headed back to work. I had no idea of what to expect when I came home that night, but it certainly wasn't what I found. There was a note on the kitchen table, "Dinner is in the microwave. We are out getting aquatinted, don't wait up. Love, Wendy and Mom." Well, I did wait up, but only until about eleven-thirty and then I called it a night. I woke up when a pair of hot lips wrapped themselves around my cock. I glanced at the bedside clock and saw that it was just after three. "Wendy, are you crazy? My mom is here." "I know I am sweetie and mommy is sucking your cock so lay back and enjoy. Don't worry about that slut you are going to marry catching us. She's out in the parking lot getting some back seat time with a guy who followed us home." She turned and pushed her pussy at my face and I found that mom must have gotten some backseat action too. I knew that mom and Wendy were birds of a feather, but I didn't think that the two of them would find each other so quickly. I hadn't tasted another man's cum from a pussy since the last time I did it with mom. For some reason Wendy had never asked and I had never offered. I was getting some killer head from mom and my tongue was digging at her hot hole when the lights came on and a disbelieving Wendy stood in the doorway looking at us. She stood there for several moments, shocked at what she was seeing and then she said, "You fucking degenerate pervert. I knew you were kinky, but I didn't know that you were that far out. Do you know that she's had at least three guys pumping into her tonight?" Mom stopped sucking me long enough to say, "He knows dear and he's used to it" and she went back to sucking me. Wendy just stood there and watched as if she couldn't believe her eyes. Just when I thought that she was going to turn around and leave she dropped her purse on the floor and started undressing. "I'm next and mine is fresher." Mom moved, stopped sucking me and then mounted me. As she was riding up and down on my pole Wendy came over and sat on my face. It was the start of a wild night and a wild visit. Mom stayed a week and every night she and Wendy went out and when they came home I had to eat each of them before either of them would fuck me. One of the nights I had to be gone on business and mom got to meet my boss and the VP of Marketing. The last night of mom's visit Wendy told me not to wait up, "We won't be home before you have to leave for work in the morning." That night Wendy took mom to one of her gangbangs and the next day she drove mom to the airport. That night Wendy told me all about it. "You would have been so proud of her honey. She took every one of the twelve guys at least three times and she was still looking for another cock when the guys were all worn out. She even had three guys do her at the same time. Your mom is cool honey. She told me that I have to go visit her so she can show me her little corner of the world. I'm going to like being part of your family." Over the next six months we visited mom twice and mom came to stay with us twice. Eddie got to see mom and Wendy fuck several guys on the bed at the same time and one night, after the guys had left Wendy had gone to the closet, pulled Eddie out and fucked his brains out. And during that period I got to go to one of Wendy's gangbangs and watch my two favorite ladies take on fourteen guys. When the two of them get together I never know what is going to happen. Take the night of my bachelor party. While several friends threw me a party that included an inept stripper who gave me the worlds worst lap dance and a couple of luke warm porno tapes, Wendy and mom were having a party of their own. It was thrown at my bosses house and Wendy and mom (the boss didn't know she was my mom) took on twenty-one men - the boss, three VPs and every important client that the company had were on hand to give Wendy her send off. The boss said he was sorry to be losing her now that she was going to be a loving wife and he was surprised when Wendy told him that nothing was going to change except that she was going to be a little more honest with me about what she had been doing as a single girl. "You mean you would tell him about what we have been doing?" "I have to. I won't go around behind his back. Why? Would that stop you from wanting me around?" "I guess that will depend on how Daniel takes the news, won't it?" "Well, he knows I'm a cock loving slut and he knows that I'm screwing guys and he doesn't care. He just doesn't know about you. So I guess it will depend on how he takes the news and how you handle him knowing. It's up to you. You want me to tell him?" "If it will keep you coming back, hell yes." There was one more surprise before the wedding took place. Naturally I invited my father to the wedding, but since mom and Eddie were staying with me he had to check into a motel. The night before the wedding my dad stopped by my place thinking that mom and Eddie were out somewhere. I was out taking care of some last minute details, but mom and Eddie were home. Eddie was in the back bedroom fucking Wendy (as far as Eddie was concerned I didn't know) and mom invited dad in and he hadn't been there five minutes and mom had his cock out and was sucking him off. Then he took her back to his motel and kept her there all night. Eddie was fit to be tied and I felt a little sorry for him. I knew mom loved dad and I knew that if she started fucking him again she would keep on doing it. While I was waiting at the alter I surveyed the faces of those present and I was pretty sure that Wendy had been fucked by every man in the church with the possible exception of the minister and I wasn't all that sure about him. As Wendy came down the aisle I wondered what life was going to have in store for us. Hell, I wondered if she could make it through the reception without making a trip outside to somebody's back seat. If she did mom would probably be in the back seat of the car next to her.