42 comments/ 275165 views/ 200 favorites MILF 01 By: book_man_03 1 - SexySarah This tale was up to over forty-six thousand words when I saw the light, and decided to break it up! This first part deals with a mother's reaction when she learns that her son fantasizes about fucking her. Enjoy! (I hope … ) A couple of notes: there are email messages and chat messages in this opus. I've used simple italics for the emails, and the chat messages are preceded by left angle bracket - < - and followed by right angle bracket - > MILF 01 "Any chance of seeing it?" "Sure, I'll just go and get it. Won't be but a moment." The photo was back in the folder where I'd left it and I took it out and went back down to the sitting room. I held it out to Carol. "This is it, sis." She took the photo and studied it for a moment, then looked across at me. "Your tits are different. Do you shave?" "Not since Jack died. I was always shaved for him, because he loved to eat me, and I didn't want him having to take pubic hairs from between his teeth." Carol giggled. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Okay, sis, I'll tell you what I'm thinking. The folder with the photo was on the desk, in plain sight. Yes?" "Yes. It was the fact that the photo was sticking out a little, and I could see skin, that made me look more closely." "Well, how about this? You email Ben, and tell him you accidentally found the photo. Tell him that you're not mad, but actually flattered that he used a picture of his mom for stimulus rather than one of a porn star or model. Tell him, too, that if he wants to use a picture of you for stimulus you think he should have a recent one of the real thing, rather than a manipulated image." "Whoa!" I said. "You want me to send Ben a nude photo of myself?" Oh, my god, could I? "Yes, exactly that. He'll know you're not mad, because of the photo, and he might find the courage to tell you his fantasies. What you do then is between the two of you, of course, but it's a start." "Who takes the photo? You?" "Yep. I do actually own a digital SLR, as you well know, and have been known to take a reasonable photo every now and then." She grinned. "I took a chance and brought my gear." I gazed at her for a long moment, my mind whirling, but I knew I was going to do it, and I nodded. "Okay, Carol, let's do it! Before I chicken out. Where?" "You have a privacy fence around the pool area don't you?" "Yep. Around the whole back yard in fact. I usually skinny-dip when I'm alone here. Which, of course, is all of the time that Ben's at college, so I don't have tan lines." "Lucky you. Can I come around for a swim now and again?" "Any time. Come, and welcome. If you're by yourself, we can skinny-dip, but I think I'm going to need my swimsuit if Tony or Tina are with you." "I'm pretty sure we could get those two out of their suits without much effort, but that's for another time. Are you wearing anything tight under that dress?" "Only my panties." "Take them off. Keep the dress on for the moment, while I get the camera gear sorted out. The pantie lines will have a chance to fade before we start shooting." I'd never thought of that, but it made sense. While Carol went out to her car I skinned out of my panties and threw them in the wash basket. I grinned. I quite liked the feel of the fresh air around my pussy. Carol came back in carrying her camera, and a big reflector on a stand. She gestured with it. "The sun's bright, so if I face you into it, you'll squint. With this I can reflect light back into your face if the sun is behind you." I nodded. "Makes sense. So, out beside the pool?" "For starters, yes. Later, I want to see if there's anywhere with a mirror." "Whatever for?" "So that I can include the photographer's reflection in the image. I'll be naked, too. You can tell Ben who it is, I don't mind. Up to you whether you send it of course." "You wouldn't mind him knowing?" Carol shook her head, grinning. "No. Actually, it quite excites me, knowing I'd be adding to his jack-off stimulus." She shrugged. "I'm fucking my son, so why not excite my nephew?" I laughed. "We're a pair, aren't we?" "The best, sis, the best. Okay, off with that dress and let's get started." The next hour was fun. Carol is a good photographer, in fact she'd had competition wins when she was younger, but she was always the amateur, never interested in turning professional. She posed me standing, sitting, reclining, indoors and out, beside and in the pool. She left it to me how much I exposed my pussy, but as she said, "these pics are for a young man's jack-off stimulation. A glimpse of the promised land is a good thing," and I'd entered into the spirit of the occasion, exposing myself shamelessly. "One thing's for sure, sis," said Carol, when we were reviewing the pictures on my PC after she'd downloaded them, "Ben's going to know he has more than a chance of getting you into bed, once he sees some of these." I held her eyes. "I think it's a certainty, Carol. I'm so excited I'm soaking. Once you're away, I'm taking to my bed with my dildo, for a pretend-it's-Ben-fucking-me session." Carol laughed. "I'd stay and help, but Tina is going away with Nancy for a couple of nights. Some kind of training course, so Tony and I get a couple of extra nights together." "You're sure you don't mind me sending the ones showing you in the mirror?" "Absolutely not, sis. Like I said, it makes me quite excited." "Okay, then. You still have the originals on the camera card?" "Of course. They're to treasure." "Keep them safe, because I might just give you the go-ahead to let Tony see them. One day. Maybe." Carol laughed. "Maybe one day we can have a foursome, maybe swap sons?" My pussy pulsed, startling me, but I laughed. "Maybe, but it won't be any time soon, sis. Okay, get yourself away, I need to go and compose an email." "Make it a good one!" She hugged me and gave me a kiss. "Let me know what happens, okay?" "Okay, will do. Now go! I have an appointment with a dildo, too, remember?" "Make that a good one as well, Sarah. Okay, I'm gone!" Ben and I emailed each other about once a week, just keeping each other up to date. We spoke on the phone on an as-and-when basis if anything needed sorting out, of course, but email was our usual medium for keeping in touch. I'd thought about it, and there was no way I was sending the photos to his college address, so I sent him a quick note. 'Ben, I have something private to send to you. I don't want to trust it to the college email system, so do you have a private email address I can use? Mom.' He'd be in class, so I didn't expect an early reply. I pressed 'send' and sat back for a moment, then looked through Carol's photos again, looking for which one I wanted to send first. I picked one in the same approximate pose as the photo Ben had manipulated. Yes, that would do nicely. He'd be able to see that he'd got my breasts slightly wrong, and my pubic bush was still present. I laughed. When the manipulated photo was taken, I had actually been shaved, but Jack was still alive then and I'd only let it grow back after he'd been killed, so Ben's image of my naked pubes was close to what the reality had been when the photo was taken. Maybe I'd tell him, one day. I left the computer and searched through my underwear drawer. Yes! One dildo, Sarah for the pleasuring of! I hadn't bothered with panties after Carol had finished taking the photos, just slipping my dress on again over my nakedness, and it was the work of moments to slip it off again. I lay down on the bed, spread my legs and began to stroke myself, remembering the pleasure of feeling a hard, hot, erection piercing me. I was already wet from looking at the photos, and my busy fingers soon had me ready. Closing my eyes, and imagining that it was Ben, I slid the dildo into my aching pussy, letting out a gasp of pleasure as I felt it plunge into my depths. Holding Ben's image in my mind's eye, I began to fuck myself ... * I normally checked my email after I'd had my evening meal, working on the principle that if anything needed answering, I'd have the time to do it. Despite my eagerness to check for Ben's reply, I made myself wait until I'd finished eating and washed up afterwards. It was about eight o'clock when I got back to my computer, clicking on my email program. Yes! Ben's reply was waiting. 'Hi, Mom, you have me intrigued. What's so private that you can't send it to my college address? Okay, yes, I do have a private email address that you can use, as follows - benjie21@booknetmail.com I'll look out for your message. Love, Ben xxx' I'd been messing about on the computer earlier, trying to draft an email which would let him know that not only had I found his manipulated picture, but that I knew - or guessed, rather - what he had it for. That not only did I know, but I didn't mind. I started typing. 'Ben, remember when you asked me to send those files? Well, I have an admission to make. When I was at your computer I dislodged a folder you had nearby and a photograph showed. I could see bare skin, and being a woman, gave way to my curiosity. You can imagine my shock and surprise when I realized that it was a picture of me. Not just me, but a naked me. Now we both know I have never been naked in your presence, so I realized that you had manipulated one of the photos from our trip to the beach about five years ago. I asked myself, why does my son want a nude photo of his mom? The only reason I could think of was that you used it for stimulus when you masturbated. I know you do, because there are some things you can't hide from the woman who does your laundry! But me? Your mom? I'll be honest, son, my first reaction was shock and anger, but once I cooled down and started to think about it, I realized that my over-riding reaction was that I was flattered that you chose me. Yes, Ben, flattered. You did my ego a lot of good there, so much so that I had your aunt Carol take some photographs of me, especially for you, and I'm enclosing one of them with this email. If you're going to masturbate to a picture of me, I think you should have the real thing. I want your honest reaction, son, both to this message and to my assumption that you jack-off to my picture. And the photo, of course! Don't phone, I want you to take your time and give me your honest reaction without the possible embarrassment of talking to me about it. Will you do that for me? Bye for now, son. Your loving Mom. XXXX' Right. press 'send'. Now to wait for Ben's reaction. It wasn't long in coming! I think he must have been at his computer. 'Mom, what do I say? That you're right about me using your picture to stimulate my fantasy? Well, yes, I did. I do. Why you? Because I love you, and because I think you are the most beautiful and sexy woman in the world. Most understanding, too, a fact demonstrated by your sending me the new photo. I see I got one or two details a little wrong, but my mental image now will be of the real you, not my invented version. I guess I'm more than a little surprised that you were flattered, but I'm really, really pleased that you feel that way. I'll finish by saying that you are even more beautiful naked than I had ever imagined, and your body is lovely. In these circumstances I guess it won't surprise you to know that I am sitting at my computer naked and with a huge erection, just looking at your photo. I think you can guess what I'll be doing when I log off. I'm taking a chance here, but if you want to actually see the effect you have on me, just say so, and I'll send you details of a website where we can chat without the email delay and maybe swap web-cam pics? Of course, you haven't got a web-cam yet, have you? Hint, hint! Your now even more loving son, Ben. Xxxxx' Well! That was candid! I could feel myself getting wet between the legs just thinking about Ben. Well, wetter, as I'd already been more than slightly damp when I sent the email. Seed sown, maybe. I have to admit, the web-cam idea was turning me on. Just the idea that I could see him, see his erection, was exciting. I was pretty sure I was going to get one, but I tempered the eagerness. I needed to remind Ben about his education in the academic field, before I dared allow myself to think about his education in matters sexual. I thought hard for a few minutes, then sent another email. 'Darling Ben, I think your last message approached the 'too much information' threshold, although I'm delighted that you liked the photo. The chat idea is good, too, and I'll give the web-cam idea some serious thought. First, though, I want you to concentrate on your classes. If I remember correctly, your end-of-semester exams are in two weeks time? I think you said you'd have the results a week later. Am I correct? If I am, then if you get good results I'll get a web-cam and we can see each other as we chat. For now, give me the chat-room address, and let me know what you'd like me to call myself. I won't let you neglect your classes, so I'm limiting us to twice a week, an hour or so each time. Okay? I'll let you pick the days. As a consolation for making you wait, I'm attaching another of Carol's photos of me. Let me know what you think, okay? Your loving Mom. XXX' The picture I sent this time was a reclining shot. In this shot I was sprawled a little and there was more than a hint of pussy showing. I thought it might give him even more stimulus! There was a short delay in Ben's reply. Maybe I'd caught him jacking off? Whatever, the tone was serious, and I think he probably agreed with me. In principle, anyway. 'Dearest Mom, you're right, of course. I need to concentrate on my exams. In truth, I'm pretty confident but I promise I'll keep studying hard. Except on Wednesdays and Fridays, from ten in the evening, our chat times, if that's okay with you. Almost bed time, see? Your second picture is even lovelier than the first and brought my erection back pronto! On an associated note, I've been doing some serious thinking, and I think you really need to know my inner desires concerning us. I won't state them here, but what I'd like you to do is go onto my computer and search for a folder called 'Misc-Personal'. In it, you'll find my darkest secrets. If they repel you, well at least there's another few weeks before I'm home again, time for you to forgive me, even if you don't forget. The folder is password-protected and the password is the same as before, except it finishes #2 instead of #1. Please be open-minded when you read it. If you decide to get a web-cam don't go to the big store in the mall, they'll just rip you off. Instead go to 'Paul's PC Place', at the corner of Third and Vine. Ask for Danny and tell him I sent you. He'll see you right. Please don't reply to this email until you've had time to read and understand my desires. I suggest Wednesday, our first scheduled chat time. On that note I'm appending the chat-room details to this email. Will you register as SexySarah? Pretty please? If the name is already taken, pick a name of your own choice, but let me know what it is, obviously. Once you're registered, explore a little, but take particular note of how to set up and access a private chat room. That's probably the best way for us to go. When you sign on as SexySarah you'll probably get a gazillion guys trying to get you to show your breasts or pussy. Just ignore them. Look out for Benjie21. That will be me, of course. Until Wednesday, then, your loving son, Ben. XXXX' SexySarah, huh? Why not. I'd investigate the chat room tomorrow, I thought. First, though, I was going to refresh my memory about my son's carnal desires. This time, though, I'd be checking thoroughly. * The following day I duly investigated the chat room. SexySarah wasn't taken, so I registered the name and linked it to a separate email address I'd set up for the purpose. Now to wait for Wednesday. My re-exploration of Ben's folder had confirmed what I already knew – he wanted to fuck me. I hadn't been sure at first, but now I knew that it was going to happen. I wasn't sure how or when, but happen it would. At least I wouldn't have to visit the doctor and get myself back on contraception, not since an operation for an ovarian cyst had meant the removal of my ovaries. Everything done, I pottered about in the garden for a while. Jack and I had arranged it for easy maintenance and it didn't take long, With that done, I had myself a swim – naked, of course – and then sat down with a long, only mildly alcoholic, gin and tonic and opened a thriller I'd been saving. I was five chapters in, dinner behind me, and digesting nicely, when the phone rang. Carol. "Hi, sis," she said. "How's the devilish plot going?" I laughed. "Pretty good, I think. I told him I'd found his altered photo and told him that I guessed he used it for masturbatory stimulus, and that rather than being disgusted, I was flattered." "And?" "I also sent Ben one of the photos, the one that was most like his manipulated shot, remember?" "Yep. Go on." "Well, I asked him to give me his honest reaction. Boy, was he honest!" "Come on, sis, tell!" "Long story short, he told me he was sitting naked at his computer with a rock-hard boner and my picture on the screen, ready to jack-off." "Wow, way to go, Ben! Anything else?" "Yeah, he suggested we get together via a chat room and swap web-cam images." "Ohmigod, sis, that really makes my pussy throb. Are you going to?" "I told him I'd think about it, but yes, I reckon I will. I'm kinda looking forward to seeing his erection." Carol laughed. "I'll just bet you are!" "Yeah, right. Tell you something else, though. He told me that he wanted me to know his deepest fantasies and gave me the password for the folder he keeps them in. No doubt about it, Carol, he wants to fuck me. Not just me, either. He's very interested in MILFs, too." "MILF as in 'moms I'd like to fuck,' maybe?" "Exactly. He had a list, too. Four names on it." "Anyone I know? You, of course. Anyone else?" "You know all three." "Well, come on, tell your big sister!" "Okay. Number one, me." "No surprise there, then. Go on." "Number three, Jenny Miller." Carol laughed. "No surprise there, either. Tony would go for her as well. Who else?" "Number four, Alice Jensen." "Another desirable MILF, according to my son. So who's number two?" "You." "Me? Never!" But she sounded pleased. "Absolutely, Carol. You are number two in my son's MILF list." She laughed again. "Well, if you discuss it, and he asks if you think there's any chance, tell him from me, the answer's 'yes'. Hell, I'm fucking my son, why not my nephew?" "Okay, I will. How about you? Good times with Tony?" "You can take my answer as an unequivocal yes, sis. Today your big sister is walking bow-legged. Your nephew is insatiable." "Maybe I'll find out for myself one day." "I'll look forward to comparing notes." "You do that! Well, that's you up to date. Anything else?" "Not at the moment, Sarah. Tony's in the shower, so I think I'll go and join him." "Well, give him a kiss from me." "Will do, but 'bye for now, sis." "'Bye. Catch you later." Wednesday eventually came, I logged into the chat room at ten, as we'd arranged, and by five past ten Ben and I were in a private chat room. I laughed to myself. Now, there was a surprise. Not. Straight to the point! That's my boy. There was a long pause, before he replied. There was a long pause before he typed again. MILF 01 There was another long pause, and in my mind's eye I could see him masturbating. I was only wearing a t-shirt and panties, but I quickly took them off, getting back to the computer in time for his next message. I laughed when I read it. My busy fingers had brought me close to the edge and it didn't take long for my mental visions of Ben, plus the timely assistance of my dildo, to bring me to a crashing orgasm. Once I'd calmed a little and my fingers stopped trembling, I started typing again. There was another pause before he started typing again. Maybe now wasn't the time to tell him about Carol. No, I thought I'd wait until after his exam results were in, or maybe, after he'd finished sitting them. For the moment, time to cool down. We chatted generally for a while, but at ten after eleven I called it a day. I think Ben would have chatted all night if I'd let him, but he agreed that we'd had our hour, and it was time for sleep. That was the pattern for the next couple of weeks. We chatted, sometimes - not always - masturbated together, and generally enjoyed each other's company. I'd always loved my son, and I flatter myself that it wasn't because of rose-tinted glasses, but he was fast becoming a real friend. That he was going to be my lover was now accepted by both of us. I'd sent him some of the remaining photographs, but I'd kept back the two where my naked sister was reflected in the mirror. They were a treat I was saving until after his exams were finished. His first exam was going to be on a Monday, and I agreed we'd fit an extra chat in on the Sunday evening. As usual, SexySarah and Benjie21 took a private room. Ben opened the chat. I logged off and closed down the chat program. Nothing to do now but wait and hope. Yes, and anticipate. I had a thought and opened up the file of photos Carol had taken, trying to decide which one to send to Ben on Friday. It was a close call, but eventually I settled on one showing me leaning back in my bedroom armchair, my legs spread, one hand near my pussy. In the mirror behind me, the image of Carol was clear, but the photographer could only be identified as a naked woman. The second one I planned to send was a similar pose, but this time there was no doubt who the nude photographer was. I drafted a covering note and attached the first photo, then saved it in the drafts folder. I was musing when the phone rang. Carol! "His, sis," I said. "Hi! Sarah, I have tomorrow off from work. I know you said you did, too. Can I come around for a swim?" "Of course, but I need to go shopping for some sexy clothes to tease a certain young man of your acquaintance. Want to help me? Then we can come back here and we'll just chill out for the afternoon. What say?" "I say yes! Much better than what I had planned. I'll drive, because your place is on the way into town. Pick you up around ten?" "Ten it is. See you then." "See you." The following day Carol was right on time, and by five after ten we were on our way. "So, Sarah? What's the plan?" "I told Ben that I was going to get a web-cam, but that I wouldn't be using it until his exams were finished. That session will be fairly innocent, just to get used to it, but when we're on line, chatting, after he gets his results I plan to start off fully dressed, but I told him, well, suggested, hinted, that for each good result he got I'd consider removing an item of clothing." "And no doubt you plan to end up naked?" "That was the plan, yes." "Good plan. Nice and simple. Okay, how many exams?" "Six." "So, six items of clothing. Do stockings count as one or two?" "Let's start with them as one. Okay, stockings, one. Garter belt? Or garters? Belt, I think. So, garter belt, two. Panties, three. Thong?" "I think so, don't you? You can let him admire your ass!" "I will! So, bra, four. Top and skirt? Five and six?" "Works for me," said Carol. "Or maybe a slinky, short, low-cut dress and some costume jewelery?" "Yeah, that sounds better! Okay, sis, where do we start?" "Victoria's Secret?" I laughed. "A cliché, probably, but why not? Tally-ho!" It was fun. I ended up with a bra-and-panties set that seemed to be made of cobwebs and mist, and not much of either. Originally I had thought black, but a sin-red set got a unanimous 'yes!' from both of us. Garter belt was red, stockings black. The dress - what there was of it - was cut high on the thigh, and low on the chest. That was red, too, a slightly darker red, covered in sequins. I got some funny looks from the salesgirl, probably because it made me look like a streetwalker! "It makes you look like a streetwalker, little sister," said Carol, grinning as we made our way back to the car. "Ben's going to love it." She gestured. "Let's lock these in the trunk, then get something to eat, and we still need your sixth garment. And I still want a swim!" "Did you bring a suit?" She snorted. "Of course not. There'll only be the two of us, won't there?" "Yes, just us." "So, no suit. Chinese, Indian or Thai?" "Thai, I think." Lunch was fun, as it always was with Carol. We only went for a light lunch, both of us thinking of the swim, later, I think. We wandered around after lunch, looking for my sixth garment. Carol found it, and insisted on buying it for me. It was a one-inch wide choker, made up of strands of black and red beads. We both thought it would look good with the dress. "Wear your hair up on Friday," said Carol, "then let it loose after the last garment goes. I think it will add the final touch." "You're right, it will." On our way back home, Carol raised the subject of Friday again. "On Friday, Sarah? You have the web-cam set up?" "Yeah, I actually managed to do it myself. I paid a little extra, but it has an infra-red remote control which allows me to pan-and-tilt, and zoom in and out. I checked, and it allows me to zoom out until Ben will be able to see almost all of me, or zoom in for close-up. I can almost fill the screen with my pussy!" Carol was laughing so much I thought she was going to crash the car. "Oh, boy, sis, that conjures up visions." "You can see for yourself, later." "I will! Have you sent Ben any of the pics of me, yet? Or told him my answer is yes?" "Not yet. I'm saving those revelations for Friday." "I wish I could be there." "Not this Friday, that's going to be special for us, but yes, another time. Maybe a Wednesday? Or a non-Tony Friday sometime soon." "Count on it. Okay, we're here. Lead me to that pool!" We swam for a while, just relaxing, then showered and dried off. Still naked, we went into the sitting room. Carol let her eyes roam all over me, then nodded. "Yeah, Ben will love what he sees, no doubt about it, except for one thing." "My pubic bush?" "Got it in one. I think that needs to go before Friday. Want to do it now?" "Well, this Friday I'll be keeping my panties on. The sexy stuff is for a week Friday, after Ben gets his results. But to answer your question, why not. Where?" "Bedroom? Lie back on a towel, and I'll shave you." She grinned. "Could be fun." "Come on, then." Carol was careful, meticulous, gentle, taking her time, making sure she got every last little trace of hair. Finished, with my naked mons carefully washed and dried, she sat back on her heels beside the bed. She looked up at me and winked. "Only one thing left, little sister." "What?" "Stubble test!" Before I knew what was happening her mouth was on my pussy and her tongue was everywhere, reminding me of teenage experiments in our younger days. I could feel myself getting wetter as her tongue moved over me and I gasped as her tongue speared into my pussy. She sat back and grinned at me. "No stubble, Sarah, I got it all." I held her gaze. "You got me excited as well." She reached out and took my hand, twining her fingers with mine, and her voice was soft when she spoke again. "Want me to finish what I started?" I shook my head no, a conscious effort of will. "Not this time, please, Carol." I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. "Any other time, it would have been yes, in fact it would have been 'Fuck! Yes, please!' It's just that I'm building up to sharing what is likely to be an intensely sexual moment with my son on Friday week and I don't want to dilute the momentum I'm building up. You don't mind, do you?" Carol smiled, and squeezed my fingers. "Of course not, I understand, but I think we need to get you cooled down, so back into the pool with you. I'll join you in a moment or two, but I want to get the camera from the car. I think Ben needs an updated picture or two, so he can see your juicy pussy winking at him." She winked, and I laughed. "Have you got a robe I can borrow? I'd go out naked, but the neighbors can see the front of the house." "Back of the door, there. See it?" "Got it. See you in the pool." We played around for a while, then got out and showered together. It's nice to have someone to wash your back, especially when that someone knows how to reach around and cup and squeeze your teats, just so. Dried, Carol reached for the camera and a little baby tripod she'd brought in. "Okay, sis, first, a couple of shots of both of us together, MILFs numbers one and two. Will you tell Jenny and Alice they're three and four?" I laughed and shrugged. "If the chance and the right circumstances came, yes, I think so, but somehow I think it's unlikely." "You never know. I bet Ben would like a shot of all four of us together, all naked and wet." She grinned. "So would Tony! So, tell me, sis, when does Tony get to see his aunt Sarah naked and horny?" "Not before I've fucked Ben, and that won't be for a week or so yet." I scowled. "It's already feeling longer." "Want a pussy shot for him?" I grinned. "Yep!" Carol reached for the camera. "Okay, slide your ass forward a little, and spread your legs. That's it. A little wider ... yes! She winked at me!" I laughed, but I knew Ben was going to like the lewd pose, me sprawled on the couch, my ass on the edge, legs spread ready for him, my hairless pussy obviously damp with my love juice. I sighed. Roll on Friday, at least we'd see each other, even if we were five hundred miles apart. Carol took a couple of shots, then fitted the baby tripod to the camera. It had a little clamp on one leg and she fitted it to the back of a dining chair she fetched from next door, lining the camera up on me, then moving it slightly so that I was in one half of the frame, I assumed. She fiddled with the camera for a moment, then came and sat beside me, taking my hand and spreading her own legs. "Ten, seconds, sis, then a treat for Ben!" A red light flashed on the camera and then we heard the shutter. Carol jumped up and checked the camera, then grinned at me. "Two available MILFs! Have a look." I stood and moved across to the camera, examining the picture on the screen at the back. Yes! No doubt whatsoever that it was me and Carol, both naked, both with erect nipples, both with damply-glistening pussies. I grinned at my sister. "Excellent. Now how about a straightforward standing pic of both of us outside?" "You read my mind, sis. Come on!" A few minutes work with the camera and we had another couple of shots. Carol packed away the camera stuff, then turned to me. "We need to download these to your computer, and you were going to show me your web-cam, I think." "Yes, I was - I am." I led her upstairs and into the room I used as a home office. I had the PC and printer on a desk against one wall, flanked by the filing cabinets I used. The window, overlooking open country, woodland, was to my left as I sat at the computer, the door to my right. Behind me, against the other wall, was a little two-seater couch. I'd checked, and the web-cam could zoom in on me if I sat on the couch. Of course, that meant I couldn't reach the keyboard, so when I'd bought the web-cam I'd also bought a compact remote keyboard which I could use from the couch. I switched the computer on and Carol downloaded the pictures from her camera and we spent a few giggling minutes looking though them. "No two ways about it, sis, that pussy shot of you will have Ben creaming himself in nothing flat. Tony, too, if you give me the go-ahead to show him. Okay, show me your web-cam setup." I brought up the viewer test program and switched on the web-cam. We were both still naked so I gestured to the couch. "Take a seat and I'll show you how it works." I didn't think I'd need the keyboard so just picked up the remote control for the web-cam and went across to sit beside Carol. "Can you see the screen okay?" "No problem," said Carol, "but the view's a bit boring." She had a point, as the web-cam was showing just the tops of our heads and the wall behind us. I grinned at her and then fiddled with the remote, centering the view on the two of us. It was a full body shot and I have to say it, we looked good! "Zoom time," I said, and got to work with the remote, bringing Carol into the center of the picture. "Watch," I said, and slowly zoomed in on her, adjusting the angle so that her crotch was center stage. She grinned at me and spread her legs and I continued to zoom to its maximum magnification. When it finished, all a viewer could see was her lower stomach and parts of her thighs. Centered in the picture was her pussy, obviously damp and with her labia looking swollen. Carol breathed out a gusty sigh. "Fucking awesome, sis, absolutely fucking awesome, Ben is going to blow his mind. Thought, though, what about typing responses and the like?" "Compact remote keyboard." I got up and took it from the desk and passed it to her. "See, I can type responses to Ben and still let him see me." Carol nodded, looking very thoughtful. "Sarah?" "Yes?" "Can I set up a user on your computer, and maybe use this occasionally to tease Tony?" I shrugged. "I don't see why not, but can it wait a while? Until Ben and I have established some kind of organization?" She grinned. "Of course. Gives me time to see what I want to tease him with." She glanced at her watch, the only thing she was wearing. "Time I wasn't here, I'm afraid. Have fun on Friday, and let me know how it all goes, okay?" "Will do, I promise." "Time to dress and go, then." She hugged and kissed me, and we went off to get dressed. The house seemed empty without Carol, but after I'd dressed - and all I did was pull on my dress again, no underwear - I pottered about in the kitchen for a while, preparing a salad for my evening meal. That done, I went down to the basement, where I had the exercise gear that Jack and I had installed. I stripped naked and put in half an hour on the rowing machine, and twenty minutes on the stepper. I was sweating in a most unladylike manner when I stopped, but after I'd cooled off and taken a shower I was ready for anything. I'd decided that I really liked the lightweight dress and no underwear style of casual dress, so I took a clean one from my closet and pulled it on. Still too early for dinner, so I went back up to the office and opened my email program. Yes! One from Ben. I opened it. 'Hi, SexySarah. Just finished the first exam. C++ programming. I don't know what it is, but I just felt super-confident and finished the exam with ten minutes to spare, even after double-checking my answers. Fingers crossed for a good result. Tomorrow's will probably be harder - Programming Theory. I'll read through my notes again later. Can't wait for Friday! Love, Ben. XXXX' I clicked on 'reply'. 'Darling Ben, sounds like a 'well done' might be in the offing. Fingers crossed this end, too. Concerning Friday - I'll be sending you some more photos on Friday, but I need to know what time your last exam finishes so that I know what time to send the first one, because I don't want you rushing things to see them. Love and kisses, SexySarah. XXXXX' MILF 01 I didn't expect an immediate reply, so closed my email program. Time to eat, and then maybe I'd watch TV for a while. Or maybe I wouldn't. Maybe I'd read. Or not. Oh, fuck it! I'd go and look at the websites Ben had listed, and get my dildo out again, but food first, and then check for Ben's reply. It was waiting for me when I opened up the email program again. 'Hi, SuperSexySarah! At least I'm hoping so, for when the photos arrive. I've loved all of those you've sent so far. I'm hoping those on Friday are a build up for our chat with the web-cams turned on! Last exam on Friday finishes at three in the afternoon. You can check if you like on the college website - the exam schedule is shown there. The exam is User Interface Design. Love, Ben. XXXX I grinned to myself. Just you wait, Ben, just you wait! I typed a quick reply, telling him I'd send the first photo at six. There were three altogether that I planned to send - two showing Carol in the mirror, the first where the photographer could only be identified as female, the second where it was clearly Carol, and the third pic would be the one showing us both beside the pool, innocent but naked. The shaved pussy shot she'd taken of me, and the last one, the pussy shot of both of us, I planned to save for the following week, when Ben got his results. I carried on typing ... ' ... I'll send the second at seven, and the last one at eight. At nine I'll be logging on to our chat and this time, Ben, my web-cam will be on, but don't expect anything sexy, not this week - I'm saving that for when your results are in. Love and hugs, SexySarah. XXXX.' His answer was almost immediate. 'Hi, SuperSexySarah. I can hardly wait. As soon as I send this message I'm taking a cold shower and immersing myself in 'Real Time System Design and Methods.' Love you more than ever, Ben. XXXX.' Good boy! Friday eventually came, after about a thousand years had passed! I knew I was going to be using the web-cam, but I knew, too, that I wasn't going to reveal my all. No, that was for the following week, after Ben's results were in. I pondered, and decided I might strip as far as my underwear. Not the new red set. That, too, was for the following week, but I had a nice lacy blue set. The panties weren't a thong, but there wasn't much of them, and the bra was skimpy, too. A skirt which finished maybe five inches above my knees. What else? Ah, yes! Garter belt - blue - and stockings - tan. Top? A simple, plain blouse, I thought. I got the clothes out and laid them on my bed. What time was it? Almost five. Time to grab something to eat. I had some cold chicken and salad stuff, so I made myself a chicken salad sandwich, and followed that with some ice cream. At ten to six I went up to my office and drafted a covering email for the picture showing me and the mysterious nude camerawoman. 'Hi, Ben, I'm attaching a nice surprise for you. Two naked ladies for the price of one! Only three hours to go until web-cam time, sweetheart. Love, SexySarah. XXXXX' I clicked on 'send' on the stroke of six. Ben's answer was almost immediate - he must have been waiting for my email. Now there was a surprise. Not. SuperSexySarah, wow! Could that possibly be Aunt Carol? I think it has to be, as you said she was taking the photos. From what I could see she's almost as lovely as you. Can't wait until seven! Love, your excited son, Ben. XXXX.' I laughed to myself. Just wait, son! At seven I sent the second mirror picture. I didn't write a message, just titled the email 'Mystery nude camerawoman revealed!' Ben's response was almost immediate. 'Hi, SuperSexySarah with the SuperSexySister! Wow, if Tony could see that! I can barely wait until eight o'clock to see what the next photo is going to be like. In breathless anticipation, your loving son, Ben. XXXX' 'If Tony could see that.' Little do you know, son, but Tony has seen a lot more than that! Okay, time for a shower. Once dried again, and my hair brushed until it gleamed, I donned my robe and drafted an email to go with the picture of me and Carol beside the pool, with our arms around each other. Carol had told me to tell Ben that she asked to be included, the more to excite him, and I thought I ought to return the favor, for Tony, but not before I'd asked Ben. 'Hi, son, last picture for this week attached. Once you've seen it, let me know, as there's something I want to ask you, okay? Your loving SexySarah. XXXX.' As I'd expected, Ben's answer was almost immediate. 'Hi, Mom! I dropped the 'SexySarah' for the moment as I want to be serious; don't worry, it won't last! I assume Aunt Carol is enjoying herself, judging by the size of the smile on her face. Did she know it was intended for me to see? I have to assume that she did, since the 'mirror' pictures were taken by her. Will you tell her, please, next time you see her, that I think she is lovely. Now, you have a question for me, so ask. Your loving son, Ben. XXX' 'Hi, Ben, yes I do have a question for you. Would you object to my giving permission to Carol to show that picture of us beside the pool to Tony? I feel it's only fair, as she insisted on being included in the pictures that I sent to you. As she said, 'tell Ben I'm quite excited at adding to his jack-off stimulus.' You've seen your Aunt Carol naked, so I think it's only fair that Tony should see his Aunt Sarah. If you object, I won't, but I hope you'll give me a yes. Your loving Mom, SexySarah. XXXX.' There was a short pause before he answered, but when he did he'd attached a picture. I nearly fell off my chair laughing when I saw it, but my pussy tingled, and I thought, 'not too long now'! What Ben had attached to the mail was a photo of what was very obviously a lovely, hard erection! 'Hi, SuperSexySarah, I thought you might like this picture to show to Aunt Carol. If you do, tell her from me that this is the effect on me of her saying she wanted to be added to my jack-off stimulus. As you can see, it worked! As for showing Tony the picture of the two of you, I say yes. I think it's only fair. You know from reading about my fantasies concerning MILFs that Aunt Carol is second only to you. Maybe this might get Aunt Carol and Tony a little closer. Your loving son, Ben. XXXX' Sorry, Ben, but I don't think Tony and Carol can actually get much closer than they are! I glanced at my watch - eight-twenty. I'd been checking out the chat program, and there was a facility for adding a second monitor, so that I'd be able to see both the image I was sending to Tony and also the one he was sending to me. I went into Ben's office and unplugged his monitor. Luckily, it was a lightweight flat-screen like my own and ten minutes later I had both screens set up. I brought up the chat program and checked. As far as I could tell without logging-on all was well. Eight-forty now, time to get changed. That took only a minute or two and when nine o'clock came I was sitting on the couch with the web-cam remote and my remote keyboard to hand. I'd preset the camera so that it showed only my head and shoulders. I logged in and checked. No Benjie21 yet, so I opened up a private chat and sent him his invitation. A couple of minutes later we were connected. No pictures yet, as we hadn't set that option. I started the ball rolling. The screens flickered, and a moment later I could see Ben's smiling face. I clicked my own option to 'on' and my second screen lit up, with my expected image of me. I'd tracked back on the zoom until Ben would be able to see all of me except my feet. I laughed and held up my mini keyboard and camera remote. I could see him typing something and I laughed when it came up on the screen. I stood up and triggered the remote to zoom back until Ben could see me full length. I blew him a kiss and then began to unzip my skirt, sliding it down and off and casting it aside. I did a twirl and blew him another kiss. His hands gave me silent applause, then he unzipped his jeans and slid them down. He looked slightly ridiculous but appealingly vulnerable in t-shirt, boxers and socks. Boxers with an interesting bulge in them, by the way. I gave him my own applause as he did his own twirl, then made a big production out of lifting the tails of my blouse to unclip my stockings, rolling them down and sliding them off as sensuously as I could manage. Again, his silent applause, then he bent and slid his socks off. I gave him my own applause, then unclipped my garter belt and took it off, letting it slide across my breasts as I cast it aside. Ben's t-shirt was the next thing to go and his almost hairless chest was revealed. I'd almost forgotten how well he kept himself in shape and I could feel my pussy getting wetter at the sight of his trimly-toned body. I gave him a double thumbs-up as well as applause, then lifted my fingers to the buttons on my blouse, unfastening them slowly, very slowly, from the bottom to the top. Last button undone, I held the front closed for a moment, then slowly pulled it open. I let it slide down my arms, caught it on one finger tip and cast it aside. I did a slow twirl and then sat down. I picked up my keyboard and began typing. On the screen my lovely son blew me a kiss, then hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his boxer shorts. 'Ready?' he mouthed, and I nodded vigorously, then held my breath as he slowly slid them off and cast them aside. His erection was obviously very hard, and he turned in profile and flexed it, grinning at me. I applauded vigorously and blew him a kiss, then reached for my keyboard. I sat back on the couch, spread my legs, and operated the remote to zoom in on the big wet patch showing in my panties. I held my breath as my son began to stroke his cock, his hand moving steadily, his rhythm starting slow and building up until suddenly he jerked and I saw his semen fly from the end of his cock, several spurts, weakening, slowing. He shuddered and looked up at his web-cam, smiling shyly. I began typing. There was a long pause before Ben began to type, and I think he must have been shaking. With trembling hands I closed down the computer, then walked unsteadily to my bedroom, shedding my soaking panties and my bra as soon as I could. I grabbed my dildo, lay back and pushed it straight into my soaking tunnel. 'Oh, Ben, baby, I want your cock in me!' I think I passed out when I came, it was so intense, but as my awareness returned I managed to slide the dildo out and put it aside, then snuggled down in the bed, and let myself drift off to sleep. I guess I forgot to set my alarm clock, because it was the phone ringing that woke me next morning. I glanced at the clock as I checked the caller ID. Nine-fifteen! It was Carol on the line. "Hi, sis, just thought I'd ring and ask how you enjoyed yourself last night?" "Fucking marvelous, Carol. We had our web-cams on, but I only stripped as far as my underwear. Ben was naked, and I watched him jack off for me. Carol, it was awesome. I so want to feel that fucking monster inside me!" "Big, is he?" "To be honest, I don't know. There looked to be plenty in his hand as he jacked off." Carol laughed. "Hey, it's not the size of the wand, but the skill of the wizard that counts." I giggled. "I guess so." I laughed. "What?" said Carol. "Ben asked if you knew he'd be seeing you naked, so I told him what you said, that you were excited at adding to his jack-off stimulus." "I am, that's why I phoned!" "Well, Ben sent me a photo for you." "A photo? What kind of photo?" "Double-X rated. His erection. He said I was to show it to you, so you could see the effect you had on him." "Well, little sister, you have my email address, so send it! Send it now!" "A few minutes, Carol. I'm still in bed. I think I passed out after I came with my dildo last night and I've just woken up!" "Poor baby. Have you told him MILF number two says 'yes' yet?" "No, not yet, I plan to tell him on Friday, after our little charade when he tells me his marks and I 'reluctantly' disrobe if he gets good ones." "Reluctant, my ass! You might as well start naked!" "Naah, I want to tease him. After last night, though, I might let him watch me use my dildo." "Do it! Tony loves to watch me use mine. And help, too." I laughed. "Sounds like fun. And, speaking of Tony?" "What about him?" "You know that photo of the two of us beside the pool? With our arms around each other?" Carol laughed. "Yes, I know the one, the most innocent one from that session by a country mile. What about it?" "I asked Ben if he minded if Tony saw it. He said no, it was fine. He'd seen his Aunt Carol naked, so it was only fair that Tony should see his Aunt Sarah." "You sure, sis?" "Hey, it was my idea, remember?" "True. Okay, I'll show Tony the two disgraces. He'll probably pester me to see if there are more, though." "Show him a couple of the more innocent ones, then. The outdoor shots. None of the others for now, though. I want Ben home and in my bed before it's true confessions time." "Understood. Okay, I'll sort a couple of them out later and give your nephew a treat. Get yourself up, girl, and send me that photo!" "Will do. Bye for now, Carol." "Hey, not so quick! Tony's away for the day. I mentioned your pool and Tina says can she come for a swim?" "Of course. What time?" "We'll be there about two, okay?" "Both of you?" "Yep. All girls together, skinny-dip time!" I laughed. "Okay, see you around two. Stay for dinner?" "Yes! See you, sis." I heaved myself out of bed and took myself off for a shower. Refreshed, dressed in my now-favorite light-dress-and-no-bra-or-panties, I had a leisurely breakfast and then turned the computer on. Two messages from Ben. The first was about the previous night - 'Mom, thank you for a wonderful time last night. It could only have been better if we'd both been naked and cum together! Maybe next week? Love you, Ben. XXXX' Maybe next week, definitely! The second took me slightly by surprise - 'Mom, expect a package next week. Probably Wednesday or Thursday. I won't tell you what it is, but I think you'll like it. Love you, Ben. XXXX' A package, eh? Nothing to do but wait and see. I busied myself sending Ben's cock picture to Carol. Carol and Tina arrived about ten after two. Seeing the two of them together there was no doubt that they were mother and daughter, although in a poorer light they could have been taken for sisters. "I broached the subject of skinny-dipping with Tina, as it's all girls together and she's quite happy," said Carol. Tina interrupted. "What I didn't tell Mom was that I'd still be happy to skinny-dip if Ben or Tony was here as well." "Good for you," I said. "Not sure about me, though." "Tell you what, Aunt Sarah. Once we're naked, I'll give you an honest appraisal. Being a nurse means I see all kinds of women naked, so I think I can be objective, even if you are my aunt." "Okay," I said, seeing Carol's eyebrows rise in surprise behind her daughter. "Let's get undressed, then. Do you want to use the spare room? I'll use my bedroom, although as this - " and I tugged at my dress " - is the only thing I'm wearing, undressing will take me about two seconds." "Just strip here," said Carol. "It's quicker." "Go!" said Tina, reaching for the hem of her t-shirt. I won, as I only had a single garment on, Tina was second, with three - t-shirt, shorts and panties - and Carol third, although her garment count was the same as Tina's. She just wasn't as quick. Tina eyed me appraisingly and I struck a pose. She laughed. "Aunt Sarah," she said, "if we were all skinny-dipping with Ben and Tony here as well, they'd be drooling! I've seen worse bodies on glamor models. You, too, Mom. You and Aunt Sarah are gorgeous." She grinned. "And you shave your pussies, too, so that would definitely make the boys drool!" I'd noticed Tina's pussy was shaved, too. Stripped, they looked even more alike, although Carol's tits hung a smidgen lower. "Okay, ladies," I said. "To the pool!" We swam for a while, just enjoying the summer warmth. After a while I climbed out. "Anyone for a cold drink?" "Definitely," said Carol, and Tina nodded agreement. "First though," added Carol, "it's me for the john." "I'll give you a hand, Aunt Sarah," said Tina, and we went indoors to the kitchen. I went to the refrigerator, got out the big jug of fruit punch I'd prepared and turned, surprised to see Tina closing the door between the kitchen and the rest of the house. "Aunt Sarah," she said, her voice urgent. "I need some advice." "On what, honey?" "I found out that Mom and Tony are fucking!" she said, the words hurried. Oops, disaster looming, sis. "And you think it's wrong and want them to stop?" MILF 01 Tina shook her head. "No, it's not that. I know it's wrong, but I want to join in!" Her voice was a wail. Well, fuck me! I didn't see that one coming! "Have you said anything to your mom?" Tina grimaced. "Just what do I say?" "Try telling the truth." "She'll kill me!" "I don't think so, Tina. I think you might be surprised." "Surprised by what?" said Carol, coming through the door at that moment. I glanced at Tina who looked stricken. "Don't worry, honey," I said. "It will be okay." "What's this about?" said Carol, looking annoyed. I looked across at Tina, catching her eye. "Trust me," I said, then turned to Carol. "Tina has found out that you and Tony are fucking." "Oh, shit!" said Carol, and turned to her daughter, hands outstretched in supplication. "And you want us to stop." Tina didn't say anything, I'm not sure she could, and I filled the pause. "No, she wants to join in." There was a long silence as the two women stared at each other, then a smile began at the corner of Carol's mouth. She moved to Tina and gave her a big hug, then held her at arms' length, smiling. "If that's true, honey, join in and welcome! Sometimes I think I'd just like to watch!" To say Tina looked stunned is putting it mildly, but a smile spread across her face, too, and she moved forward to hug her mother. "Can I, Mom?" "You can, sweetheart. Your brother is insatiable, and I could do with some help. I was going to ask your aunt Sarah, but she has her own plans." Tina turned to me, query written plain across her face. I nodded. "Yes, as soon as Ben gets home from college, he and I have got some fucking to do!" Tina's smile broadened as she turned to her mother. "God, what a family! I love it!" She turned back to me. "Does that mean I get a turn at Ben, too?" I think her smile was even wider. "That would be his decision, sweetheart, but I forecast an enthusiastic yes." I turned back to Carol. "Sis, we know that Ben and Tony have talked about fucking their mothers, but you say Tony pretended it was still a dream?" Carol nodded. "That's right." "Have a word with Tony. Ask him to get in touch with Ben, to tell him he succeeded in getting into your pants. Whether Ben will be equally forthcoming I don't know, but he may ask me for advice, in which case I'll tell him to tell all." "Okay, sis. Maybe some time in the not too distant future we can have a foursome?" "Five-some," said Tina, grinning. "Five-some," agreed Carol. I laughed. "Maybe, but there's the small matter of a twosome for me, first." "Enjoy it when it happens, Aunt Sarah," said Tina. "And you enjoy your brother, honey. Ask your mom to show you the pictures she took of me. You can show Tony as well, sis, but tell him under pain of never getting to touch me, that he mustn't say anything to Ben until Ben raises the subject. Okay?" "Will do, Sarah." "I'll make sure she does, Aunt Sarah." "Hey, who made you my keeper, brat?" said Carol, laughing. Tina stuck her tongue out and Carol laughed again. I'd finished pouring the fruit punch by then and passed them each a glass. I grinned at Carol. "So, sis, what did you think of the photo Ben sent?" "Oh, my god, fucking awesome!" "What was it, Mom?" "Ben's erection," I said, "your mom can show you later, along with the pics of me." "I will, honey. Later," said Carol. "Tony might be home when we get back and we need to put him in the picture." "Oh, yes!" said Tina. By the time Carol and Tina left, after tuna casserole and side salad, I almost felt sorry for Tony. He wasn't going to know what hit him, but I forecast a good night coming up for the three of them. I checked my email, but there was nothing from Ben and I guessed he'd be celebrating the end of the exams. It was the end of his second year at college and so far he was doing well. I hoped it would continue, suspected it would, but made a promise to myself to support him, whatever happened. I decided on an early night, thinking, 'only five more days until he gets his results.' When I got home from work on Wednesday there was a delivery notice in my mailbox. My package from Ben had arrived and could be collected from the central Post Office. Handy, as it was only two blocks from the office, and I could collect it during my lunch break, Thursday. It was a long package, just over a foot long, probably two inches by two inches on the other two sides. Curious, I wondered what it could be, then tucked it away in my bag and didn't think about it again until I was home. I decided I'd leave it until after I'd eaten and whisked up an omelet for my evening meal, then had some ice-cream. Pans washed, dirty dishes in the dishwasher, I sat myself down with my coffee and took the package from my bag. Addressed in Ben's hand, the package was marked 'Private and Confidential.' I reached for my letter opener and managed to struggle through the adhesive tape and opened up the outer wrapper. Inside was a cardboard box, and taped to the box was a note in Ben's handwriting. 'Dear SexySarah. I hope you like your gift. As far as could be managed, it is exactly the same size and shape as mine. Have fun. Love, Ben. XXX' Now I was really curious, but I had a suspicion, and the excitement was rising in me as I wrestled the box open. Inside was a long object wrapped in tissue, and I unwrapped it to reveal – a dildo! 'Exactly the same size and shape as mine', Ben's note had read. I studied the faux cock with rising excitement. I didn't know, I had to check, and hurried upstairs to compare with the one I'd been using. Yes, I was right! Ben's was a little bigger, both in length and girth. My pussy pulsed, and I badly wanted to use the dildo there and then, but no! I was going to let Ben see me use it for the first time when we made our chat-room contact after his results were announced. Only another day! I'd use the older one tonight ... In fact it was that day for the results. When I checked my email later there was one from Ben. 'Results are out, Mom. Six passes. I'm going out to celebrate tonight with the others, but I'll email in the morning. Love you, Ben. XXXX.' Good boy! I knew he'd do it! On Friday morning I checked before I left for work, but no message. It was waiting for me when I got home in the early afternoon. 'SexySarah, I did it! Six passes! Not all great passes, but no bad ones. Thinks – can a pass ever be truly bad, compared to a fail? More good news – I can leave for home on Tuesday, as I already qualify for my third year without any retakes. Did your package arrive? Have you used it yet? Love, Ben. XXXX.' I quickly drafted a reply. Hi, SexGod! See, you've been promoted. Yes, the package arrived. A very pleasant surprise, but no, I haven't used it yet. I'm saving that for our chat tonight, so you can watch me! Let's bring the time forward until eight, okay? At seven I'll be sending you the last two photographs, so you can anticipate for an hour. Love, SexySarah. XXXX' His reply was almost immediate. 'SexySarah, eight is great, eight is wonderful! Can hardly wait! Had a surprise earlier, got an email from Tony! In confidence, Tony and I had sometimes discussed the possibility of fucking our moms, but didn't think we had a chance. Tony says he and Aunt Carol have been fucking for a while now, but he kept it quiet as he didn't want me jealous. I'm only a little bit jealous, and that's because of the timescale. I've got you to look forward to, and next Tuesday night! He says Aunt Carol gave him permission to tell me. She seems to think it would help to get you into bed with me, but I think we sorted that out ourselves. Love you and really looking forward to tonight. Ben. XXX' I sent him a quick acknowledgement, but didn't say anything except that we'd talk about Carol and Tony later. At seven, I attached the two 'pussy shot' photos, and sent off the email. 'Hi, Sex God. Two photos attached. I think you'll like them. I also have a message for you. MILF number two says that the answer is yes, whenever it can be arranged to your mutual satisfaction. Catch you in an hour – I'll leave you to think about it! Love, SuperSexySoakingWetSarah. XXXX' Time for a shower, and then some careful dressing. At five to eight I was ready. New red underwear, new red garter belt, black stockings, my 'fuck-me-now' red dress, and my choker. I had a pair of black strappy sandals with two-inch heels, which showed off my legs well, so I put those on too. I had put my hair up into a sleek chignon behind my head, held by a single comb. My super new dildo was beside the screens. Nothing else to do but wait! I grinned, and donned a loose robe I had ready which covered me from throat to ankle. I logged onto the chat-room at eight on the dot. I should have known, the invitation to the private chat was waiting for me. I was lounging on my couch, the two remotes at hand. Ben was waiting, a big smile on his face, a smile which faded a little as he saw how I was dressed. I quickly typed a message. On the screen a smiling Ben gave me a thumbs up and then put his hand over his eyes. Quickly, I discarded the robe and threw it into the corner, then adjusted the zoom so that I showed full length on the screen. I waited, and Ben opened his eyes. He stared for a moment, then gave me a huge smile, and a round of silent applause. I saw him reach to his keyboard. I reached behind my neck and unfastened the choker, discarding it on the couch beside me. I held up a finger, 'one'. Ben nodded, and reached for his keyboard. His answer was quick. I did my best to make it good for him, taking off the dress as slowly and seductively as I could, finally letting it fall to crash soundlessly at my feet. I stepped out of it, picked it up and tossed it on top of my robe in the corner. God, I felt hot! I looked up at the screen, to see Ben giving me another round of applause. I raised my arms and gave him a twirl, and could see him reach for his keyboard. He grinned widely when he saw that, but he wasted no time in getting undressed. He had a bit of a struggle getting his undershorts off over his erection, but very soon I was treated to the impressive sight of my son, with a huge boner pointing at me. I gave him a round of applause, of course. On the screen, I saw him reach for his keyboard. He grinned, stroking his cock. I try to keep myself limber, so I turned my back on him, and, keeping my legs as straight as possible, bent over to unfasten my sandals. Straightening, I looked back over my shoulder at him and kicked the shoes into the corner of the room. I sat down on the couch and slowly unfastened the suspender straps, then slid the stockings off and over my feet. That left only the suspender belt, which I unfastened then let it trail across my breasts before discarding it with my other things. I looked up at the screen to see Ben 's eyes fixed on me while his hand was slowly stroking his erection. He blew me a kiss and reached for the keyboard. I tried to make it as sensual as possible, loosening the fastening at my back and letting the gossamer wisp of a bra slide down my arms until the cups caught on my nipples, nipples which were as hard as I've ever felt them. I gave a shimmy and the bra fell away. I blew a kiss to Ben and turned around, taking hold of the waistband of the micro-panties and bent over, sliding them slowly down the length of my legs. I straightened, gave a slow twirl and used one toe to kick the panties into the corner, then collapsed back onto the couch, remembering to spread my legs as I did so. I blew Ben a kiss and spread my arms wide, then pulled the comb from my hair and let it tumble around my shoulders. He took his hand off his cock and gave me a round of applause, then reached for his keyboard. There was a pause and he began typing again. I looked up at the screen to see an anxious Ben looking at me. I nodded, and blew him a kiss. I picked up my keyboard and began typing. I looked at the screen to see my son looking like he'd been the filling in a football tackle sandwich. I grinned. I quickly retrieved my custom dildo, and took it back to the couch. As Ben had said, it was as close as possible to the real thing, but it had been sculpted with a pair of testicles, which formed a stop, and an extension to use as a grip. I brandished my weapon and Ben grinned. He reached for his keyboard. I picked up the remote and zoomed in on my pussy, almost filling the screen. I looked across at the other screen and Ben gave me a thumbs-up. I picked up my dildo again, and stroked it up my slit, then used my free hand to tease my labia apart, ready. On the screen I looked flushed and wet. I took a deep breath and put the dildo to my opening, watching the screen as I moved it in, but only an inch or so, seeing my nether lips spread and curve to accommodate the intruder. Fuck! That looked impressive! It felt fucking great, too! On the other screen Ben was holding his cock, but his hand was still and there was an awed look on his face. Yeah, son, it feels as good as it looks. I slid the dildo in further, then out a little to spread my juices, then plunged it in as as far as it would go. Oh, shit, it felt fucking great! I began to stroke it in and out, beginning to bring myself up the slippery slope to ecstasy. With the last shred of coherent thought left in me, I used my free hand to zoom the camera out until Ben could see my face as well as my pussy, then put the remote aside, using my free fingers to stroke my clitoris, while I continued to fuck myself with the dildo. I was so hot and ready that I knew it wouldn't - couldn't - be long before I orgasmed. It wasn't! Within a couple of minutes I could feel the tension building in me that indicated imminent climax, and with a feathery stroke of my clitoris I took myself over the edge, and into a violent, shuddering climax that shook the couch beneath me. I passed out. I could only have been out for a few seconds, but on the screen Ben was looking anxious. I smiled and gave him a little wave. I could see him reach out for the keyboard. I reached for my own keyboard. Oh, fucking yes! And I want to watch it with Carol, too! I fought a giggle. My lewdly spread legs, and the grip end of my dildo poking out from my well-satisfied pussy – that was the view. I gave a contented sigh and returned my attention to the screen which showed Ben, as he began to stroke his erection. I could see a gleam on his cock, and realized he must be using some kind of lubrication. Like the previous time, he started slow and built up speed. Watching him, I could see the tension building and I wasn't taken by surprise this time, when he came, It was awkward to tell because he was at about a forty-five degree angle, but I swear his semen traveled over four feet. We calmed down after that, and I eased Ben II from my pussy. Yes, I'd decided to name my dildo after my son. I had an idea, and grabbed a marker pen from a desk drawer and wrote 'Ben II' as neatly as I could manage at the top of the grip piece. Ben was watching, slouched in his chair, his cock slowly wilting. 'What?' he mouthed, so I zoomed in again and showed him. I thought he was going to fall off his chair, he was laughing so much. I had another idea and grabbed my keyboard.