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Reconnecting Ch. 01

By: jt123



Mike had been taken completely by surprise by the phone call he received nearly nine months earlier. He answered the phone that day to hear sobbing on the other end of the line. "Mom?" he asked concerned, "Are you OK?"

"Tom left," she gasped in between her sobs.

"Dad left?" Mike asked still trying to figure out what was happening. "What do you mean?"

After several more minutes Mike succeeded in getting his mom calmed down enough to talk clearly. She told him about how his dad had left her that morning saying that he wasn't in love with her anymore and he needed to move on. He then packed up a few suitcases with his clothes and left. He didn't say where he was going.

Mike and his mom talked for a while longer and tried to come to grips with what had happened. Still, when he hung up the phone Mike couldn't quite believe what his mom had said. He had always assumed that his parents would stay married forever and never suspected anything like this would happen.

It was true that Mike hadn't seen a whole lot of his parents lately. At 24 years old his budding career had taken him to the other side of the country from where he grew up. His job, his friends, and his girlfriend kept him busy enough that he had only seen his parents about once a year around the holidays for the past three years. Straight out of high school he had received a full scholarship to play baseball at a college down south, so he hadn't seen them as often as some of his friends saw their parents during college. Over the summers when his friends would go home to visit he stayed on campus and worked on his conditioning or other skills. His dream had been to catch on with a pro team after college but an injury at the end of his senior season prevented that dream from becoming a reality. His parents had always encouraged him to stay at school and chase his pro dream.

All through college and in the years since he talked to his parents often on the phone and regularly traded e-mails with them, but none of that gave him the slightest indication that there were any troubles between them. He talked to his mom often during the weeks right after the initial phone call. It turned out that she suspected something was wrong but never had any concrete proof. She never dreamed that he would just up and leave.

She and Mike talked to many of her husband's friends and co-workers and tried to piece together what had happened. As best they could determine he had been having an affair with his secretary for the past few months and those two had left town together the same afternoon he broke the news to Mike's mom. He finally got in touch with Mike and told Mike that he had taken a new job and was going to start the process of officially getting divorced from his mom.

The divorce proceedings were short and turned out well for Mike's mom. Tom, Mike's dad, was a well paid executive at his company and apparently had been transferred to a new office within the same company with a big raise. For whatever reason he agreed to a settlement that was very generous to Mike's mom. She was able to keep their house and only needed to pick up a half time job to make ends meet.

Mike had wanted to fly out and be with his mom but she told him that she was fine and that their near daily phone calls were of great help to her. They talked often and slowly Mike noticed his mom's sense of humor and happy disposition returning. He felt like he knew her far better now than he ever had before and figured that if anything positive would come out of his parent's split that was probably it.

As Mike and his mom talked one night she told him about a call she had received from a travel agent a few days earlier. It seemed that Tom had made a reservation for two on a cruise in about a month. "I called the cruise lines and the travel agent to try and see about getting the money back," she said, "but they said that there were no refunds. It looks like I've either got to use the tickets and go on the cruise or waste the money."

"Do you have any friends that you could ask?" Mike asked.

"Well," she answered, "you'll probably think this is silly but I was wondering if you might want to go. Before you say no, I know that you have a girlfriend and a busy job and all that, but I just feel like we have really been able to reconnect over the past few months. You have been so helpful in talking to me and getting me through the hard times that I would like this to be a way I can thank you for everything."

Mike thought for a second and then said, "Sure, that sounds fun."

"Are you sure that Cindy won't mind?" his mom asked of his girlfriend.

"She'll be fine," Mike said, "besides, she has been giving me a hard time for not already having come out and visited you."

"Good woman," his mom answered with a laugh.

Mike got the dates and some of the other information for the cruise before he hung up. The next day he requested the time off from work and was told that it would be no problem. He didn't often take days off so he had lots of vacation time to use. Cindy was absolutely fine with him going and he was able to get his plane tickets without any problems. He would have to fly back across the country to meet up with the cruise.

As the cruise grew closer he and his mom began excitedly talking more and more about it. It was a relatively short cruise at five days and four nights, but it would be stopping at some nice locations and neither of them had ever been on a cruise before so they were both looking forward to it.

Just less than two weeks before the trip his mom called and said, "I think there might be a problem with the cruise."

"What's up?" Mike asked.

"Well," she answered with a slight hesitation, "I got a big information packet in the mail yesterday and it turns out that this is a special cruise." She spoke slowly as if she was searching for the right words to use.

"What do you mean a special cruise? Is it like one of those Disney cruises or trips where there are a bunch of retired athletes?" Mike joked.

"Umm, not exactly," she said, "it's a couple's cruise."

"A couple's cruise? What does that mean?" Mike asked.

She explained to him everything she had read in the packet and all that she had learned in the several phone calls she had made since receiving the packet in the mail. The cruise was designed for couples only, so no single tickets and no one under the age of 21 was allowed. Each day there were going to be lots of activities and classes offered that included ones with the titles of "How to Strip for Your Partner", "An Introduction to Swinging", and "The Art of Sensual Massage".

"You mean dad planned this kind of trip and didn't say anything to you?" Mike asked.

"I guess it was either going to be a surprise or," she paused for a moment before continuing, "he wasn't planning on taking me on the trip."

A short silence followed that she finally broke by asking him what he thought they should do. "Clearly this isn't going to be a cruise for mothers and sons," she said. She started talking about Mike getting a refund on his plane tickets and canceling the whole trip.

"Hold on," Mike interrupted. He then suggested that maybe they could still go. She initially protested at the very idea but Mike asked her to just hear him out. "So it is a couple's cruise," he reasoned, "that doesn't mean that we would have to do any of the classes or that sort of stuff. We could just go on the cruise and do our own thing on the ship. Why would it matter if we relaxed by the pool of a couple's cruise or a regular cruise? I wasn't expecting to do a lot of organized activities anyway, so I don't think we would be missing out on much."

"I guess..." she answered uncertainly.

They talked more and eventually she agreed with Mike that they could probably have just as good a time on this cruise as on any other sort of cruise. She said over and over that it would just feel weird to know that it was that type of trip. Mike finally agreed with her that it would be a little odd, but he reminded her that nobody on the boat would know that they weren't a couple.

"Won't people think our mismatched ages are strange?" she asked.

"No way," Mike said, "as long as we don't act odd about it nobody will even blink an eye."

They finally agreed to go ahead with the trip, but Mike did have to admit to himself that the idea of going on what could turn out to be a swinger's cruise with his mom was pretty bizarre. He kept reassuring himself that it would be fine and eventually began to get more comfortable with the idea.

"I think we might have one more problem," his mom said as they talked again about a week before the trip. "I called the cruise line to try and get a room with two beds but they said that they don't have any on this trip. All of the rooms are set up for couples."

"What about roll away beds or cots?" Mike asked.

"They said that there would probably be a few on the boat but that we would need to request that when we boarded. They said there wasn't any way to request them at this point," she said.

They talked for a bit more and Mike assured her that everything would be fine. "I spent many a weekend in college sleeping on the floor of a hotel during road trips," he said truthfully. "There were times when we had 8 guys in rooms designed for 2 so I have no problem grabbing a blanket and sleeping on the floor."

"OK," she agreed, "but lets make sure to request a cot when we board so you don't have to be on the floor."

The rest of the time before the cruise passed quickly. Cindy gave Mike a ride to the airport and gave him a big kiss before he got out of the car. "I'll miss you," she whispered in a sexy tone that she knew drove Mike crazy. He had asked her before why she always used it when he was on his way out of town for a trip. She had replied that she wanted to make sure she was on his mind the whole time he was gone so she wanted to leave him looking forward to coming home. Mike kissed Cindy again and then walked into the airport.

The cruise started very early in the morning so Mike had scheduled a red eye flight. His mom's trip was much shorter so she was catching an early morning flight to the departure city. She would arrive about 30 minutes after Mike and they had planned to meet in the luggage claim area. The cruise company would take their luggage directly off the belts, but this would give them somewhere to meet and they could hop on the bus to the ship right away.

As his plane landed Mike adjusted his watch to just after 7AM local time. He bought a magazine and walked to the luggage area before finding a bench and sitting down to wait for his mom. About 45 minutes later he sat completely engrossed in his reading when he heard his mom's voice say, "Hey stranger."

He looked up and said, "Mom!?" The woman who stood before him now looked very different from the mom he remembered from previous visits. 

"You like?" she said with a smile as she twirled around before him.

"You look great," Mike said. The first thing he noticed was that since he had last seen her she had changed her hairstyle. Before her hair had always been long and straight and a plain brown sort of color. Now it was cut short enough that it just barely touched her shoulders. It also had curls to it that had never been there before, and her hair was bleached a slight reddish tone that really looked good on her.

In addition to the hairstyle change, she had lost some weight and looked much fitter than Mike remembered. As they sat on the bus to the cruise ship she explained that after Tom left she had decided to make some changes to herself. "It was time to start fresh," she said. She joined the local gym and worked about nearly every day now. She had lost a bunch of weight and generally said she was feeling much better about herself than she had in a long time.

The final touch was that she had finally lost the thick glasses that she had always worn when he was growing up. Her frames were always a little out of date but she always insisted that they were comfortable. When he asked her about the change she said that she finally decided that it was time to update her look and got some contacts.

She had gotten pregnant with Mike very young and had him when she was only 19. Now, at 43 years old she said that she felt like she had the body and energy of a 30 year old. Mike had to agree and complimented her repeatedly on her new self. 

Mike was proud of her for coming out of the divorce so well. She had never been too far out of shape, but her new dedication to fitness, her new hairstyle, and her new contacts left her looking great. Her shirt hugged her new frame closely and beautifully showed off her tits. They were just a little larger than average for her 5'7" frame and didn't appear to have been affected at all by her being 43. To finish off her outfit she wore a tight pair of jeans that hugged her ass. Mike noticed the bus driver staring at her ass as she had climbed on the bus back at the airport.

They pulled up to the dock next to the huge ship and everyone climbed out. As the driver took her hand and helped her off the bus Mike again noticed him staring except this time he stared at her tits. Once off the bus they were told to follow the ropes over the check in area at the bottom of the ramp that lead up to the ship. On the walk to the check in area she leaned over to Mike and softly said, "We should be careful about saying mom or son from now on. I don't want people to think we are weird."

Mike nodded and was glad that she had thought of that. It probably would have been really embarrassing to call her 'mom' while on this type of cruise. When they got to the check in table his mom stepped up and said, "Wendy Rogers."

The women behind the check in desk were heavily made up and their tops were cut low to display their ample cleavage. One of them looked up and replied in an overly excited tone, "Welcome aboard Wendy! Here is your welcome packet that has the activity schedule and all the other information you will need for the cruise. Your cabin is number 417 and here is a map showing you how to find it. If your luggage isn't there already it will be delivered to your cabin in the next hour or so. Any questions?"

The whole speech had been delivered so quickly that Mike was still trying to make sure he understood everything. "Just one thing," Wendy asked, "would it be possible to get a cot or a roll away bed in our cabin?"

The woman behind the desk just laughed as if Wendy had made a great joke and said, "Oh, there isn't any need for that on this cruise." She then gave Wendy and Mike a knowing wink and added, "I think you two will be just fine without one."

Wendy and Mike turned to walk up the ramp to the ship when the lady behind the check in desk called out, "Oh, Wendy! It looks like you are pre registered for one of our special private massage sessions." Wendy and Mike walked back to the table as the woman continued, "You'll love that. We have a whole team of massage specialists on board. Let's see, you have the deluxe package so they will come right to your cabin and give you each a private massage. By the time they get done you won't have a care left in the world! Here is a card showing you when that has been scheduled and a number you can call on board if you have any other questions. Have a great cruise!"

In an instant her attention turned to the next couple in line and she had already launched into the same overly enthusiastic welcoming speech. With a shrug Wendy looked at Mike and said, "Shall we Mike?" 

He smiled and said, "Sure thing Wendy."

They walked up the ramp and found their cabin without any problems. Their luggage had already been delivered and sat next to the small closet. The cabin was pretty small and was dominated by a single bed in the center. A small desk sat against one wall and a tiny dresser against another. A doorway led to a small bathroom that had a stand up shower, toilet, and sink. 

They sat on the bed and began to look through the information in the welcome packet. "It looks like our massage is tomorrow night at 8PM," Wendy said. "I guess I should call and cancel that," she said reaching for the phone.

"I think it will be fine," Mike said. "The woman said that a masseuse would come here and do it. If it makes you uncomfortable I can leave while you get a private massage. Besides, it is already paid for so you might as well do it."

The ship pushed off from shore a few hours later and Wendy and Mike began exploring the ship they would call home for the next few days. It seemed like everywhere they looked there were either things to do like swimming pools, climbing walls, gyms, and loads of other activities or there were restaurants or lounges offering great looking food and drinks. The rest of the passengers they saw were couples of all different shapes, sizes, and ages who also seemed to be excitedly exploring the ship. None of them seemed to even look twice at Mike and Wendy as they walked around.

They decided to change into their bathing suits and claim a couple of the comfortable looking chairs by the pool so they made their way back to the cabin to change. Mike changed first in the small bathroom and then sat on the bed waiting for his mom to change into her suit. She emerged wearing a thin white robe and a pair of sandals. They walked to the pool and found a couple of chairs in the sun. "Something to drink?" Mike asked. He took her order and walked over to the poolside bar.

From across the pool he saw Wendy begin to arrange a towel on the chair before she sat down. He let his eyes wander across the other people sitting around the pool and noticed a few really hot women already lounging in skimpy suits. He ordered the drinks and began to walk back to his chair when he looked up and saw his mom applying her sunscreen. She had on a two piece suit that wasn't overly revealing for a bikini, but it was certainly more revealing than anything he had ever seen her wear.

She smeared the sunscreen all over her exposed skin and Mike quickly noticed her new level of fitness. She no longer had the extra weight on her stomach and sides that he remembered and she looked fabulous for a 35 year old, let alone a 43 year old. He sat down next to her and applied his own sunscreen. For most of the rest of the day they either lounged in their chairs or they swam in the warm water of the pool. "The perfect start to a vacation," Mike thought to himself. 

By watching some of the couples together Mike could tell that this was a couple's cruise. Most of the couples sat close together and spoke softly to each other as they held each other's hands or arms. Several of them took their time massaging lots of sunscreen into each other at regular intervals. Mike found the whole scene to be rather sexy and exciting. He was particularly excited by one couple he noticed sitting discreetly in a corner of the pool deck. The thing that made this couple stand out was that it was two women. Neither was a total knockout but neither was unattractive. Like most guys, Mike found the idea of two women together very exciting and he watched the two women out of the corner of his eye most of the day. He paid particular attention when they began to apply sunscreen to each other and had to shift a couple of times to allow his growing cock some room in his suit.

Despite the fact that this was a couple's cruise Mike noticed lots of flirting between members of different couples. Two couples in particular seemed to really have taken to each other and all four of them shamelessly flirted with each other in and out of the pool. Mike remembered the course his mom had mentioned about swinging and wondered how many couples on the cruise would be swapping partners and trying new combinations. 

As the afternoon turned to evening they decided to return to their cabin and get changed for dinner. Wendy showered first and emerged wearing one of the thick, terry cloth robes the ship had provided. Mike took his turn in the shower and came out to find Wendy dressed in a nicely fitting pair of black dress pants and a pink top. The top hugged Wendy very attractively and had a v-neck that plunged down to her cleavage. It wasn't an overly revealing outfit but it definitely flattered her new look. Mike whistled at her and said that any man would be lucky to be with her. 


Reconnecting Ch. 01



It could have been minutes, could have been hours, that I savored such a long awaited return of his cock. I had let my hand gently rub across and around his soft member, as I lay between his legs, both of us naked and spent after our first encounter in years. My memory had not let exaggeration magnify the girth or length of his shaft, nor my intense hunger for it. Lying with him now, feeling wrapped in the heat between us, absolutely validated my reasons for seeking him out again after so many years.

I turned on my side, and wiggled in closer under his leg to let my tongue find the tip of his cock and lap gently around the tip. I licked up along his shaft to end with a kiss just under his belly button, then rested my head on his hip to look up at his face. He was still lying back, staring at the ceiling. I let my fingers run ever so softly along his inner thigh, stopping just before they touched his scrotum, then ran them back down slowly. 

He let out a sigh as his hips shuttered, just slightly, at the stimulation. Moving his hand, he softly ran his fingers through my hair as we remained silent for a few moments, both drinking in our steamy reunion. Music played, incense burned, and the otherwise dingy motel room remained aglow with the fire we'd reignited.

My reverie was interrupted when he moved to sit up. "Slide up this way," he said, gesturing to my legs. "I want some access between your legs too." We both moved so that he could finger whatever he wanted between my legs as could I his. Lying side by side, he said, "Tell me a story to make me hard again so I can get back inside you."

"Anything in particular?"

"Something hot."

I smiled, and had a good idea of a hot tale of tail to tell. "Could be convinced with a kiss on my lips down there."

He immediately turned up on his side and smacked loud kisses on my pussy lips. I felt heat shoot up straight to my tits and felt deeply motivated to tell him a good sexy story. Already, my pussy was yearning to feel him deep within it.

As he lay back down, I scooted over close to him and we both let our hands slowly wander along the inner thighs of the other. Feeling the electricity between our bodies, I began a story for him.

"It had been sixteen years since they'd last seen each other. Sixteen years with only a few brief meetings, yet time and place had never been quite right to really reconnect. After sixteen years, a few letters of correspondence, time, experience, place in life, cosmic tumblers and all that had somehow refueled fires of passion, lust and long replayed really dirty memories."

Over his soft laughter, I continued.

"She hadn't made any promises for their first meeting, but the claim of meeting at a hotel room because of her business trip was a pretty flimsy cover. His notes had made it clear to her there was lust seething on both sides. It was not a hard decision for her to prepare the room for a night of debauchery. With everything in place, she had stripped naked and sat at the window, peeking out of the curtain, awaiting his arrival.

In her eagerness, she had over an hour to wait, unconsciously sitting at the edge of the seat, her legs spread wide. As she waited and watched, she felt heat and excitement through her entire body, many times tempted to move to the bed to finger her clit and get some release from the intense hunger she felt in anticipation of him."

"Mmmmm," he said, wiggling his hips a bit and I knew his cock had begun its recharge. "So did you?" As he asked, he let a finger run down my pussy and slide deep into my wet entrance.

I turned on my side slightly and squeezed his arm between my legs, holding his finger in deep. "I wanted to. As much as I wish that was your cock up in my right now."

He smiled and wiggled his finger around inside of me. "Finish the story first, I want to know if the guy showed up."

I lay back down, and my hand moved to grasp his balls, massaging them just slightly, and resumed telling the story.

"She resisted touching herself anywhere near her pussy, as much as her clit ached to be rubbed. Instead, she enjoyed each minute of nakedness while waiting. It was a delicious ache though, feeling so hot and horny, waiting to let go and be plundered. She almost could have gone out and grabbed the nearest guy to quench the ache that throbbed within her. The thought of which made her all the hotter."

"It making me hotter too," he said, as his fingers continued to explore between my legs making me squirm my hips towards his fingers. With effort, I continue story time.

"She was very pleased and excited when she saw him arrive a little early. And as hot and eager as she was, had lost any and all nervousness about meeting him at the door completely nude. In fact, it was a little added thrill that there were two other men across the quad shaped atrium area as her man walked up the stairs towards her room. Though the lighting in the room was dim, she knew the lights outside the door would not hide much of her appearance. It was this bit of seedy knowledge that warmed her hardened nipples, and emboldened her to open the door wide the moment he knocked.

He only smiled knowingly upon seeing her naked. Still standing just outside the room, he opened his arms wide inviting her to come out to him. Taking just one step outside, she hugged him tightly. His hands ran up and down her body, his cock pressed roughly against her naked pussy. Fully aware of eyes upon them, he led them into turning around a few times as they embraced, the lights fully displaying her nakedness to the hungry eyes of the men across the way.

The few turns in the open air were a rush, but she wanted him inside the room and inside her far too much to play games outside. Wrapping her arms up around his neck, she led him back into the room, and he closed the door behind them. In the dim light, he bent his head down to kiss her deeply on the lips and let his tongue be the first part of him to enter her. With much passion, she returned his kiss and welcomed his tongue for many invigorating moments.

Despite feeling so much heat between them, she broke the embrace to take just one step back and give him a smile and hold one finger up, gesturing for him to stay still. As he watched, she began undressing him, removing his coat, then going straight for his belt buckle. She deftly unbuckled his belt, then quickly unsnapped the buttons of his jeans. Tugging his pants down just a bit, her hands dived down into his boxers to shove them down below his scrotum and let his hard cock emerge. Brushing it with her hand ever so slightly, she took a step back again just to look at it for a moment. She saw it jerky jump under her watchful eye and smiled.

Quickly, she removed his shirt and somehow managed to get his boxers, pants and shoes off before they moved over to the bed and fell upon it naked together once again."

"I can make it jerky jump again right now if you want," he said, interrupting her story.

I smiled and let my hand move from his scrotum to his fully erect cock. My hand held it, but did not move, "Your turn to wait and anticipate, let me finish the story."

"But I think I know how it ends," he protested.

"You are the one who wanted a story."

"Okay, let me put my dick in you while you finish, I won't move a bit, I promise," he challenged.

"You'd never make it."

"Try me."

"Okay, I'd never make it," I replied.

"Well, yeah, probably not if you are half the slut as the chick in the story," he joked.

I moved my hand so that my fingernails were ready to dig into his shaft, "You going to let me continue?"

He moved his hand to mine to place my fingers back around his shaft, "I will let you do anything you want, whenever you want. Please resume."

Obliging, I began again, "Naked on the bed, he quickly pulled her to him, their bodies pressed together tightly, both lost in the presence, feel and smell of one another again. As much as she hungered to feel his cock inside her, she could not move from their tight embrace, as her senses felt overloaded. She relished his hands moving along her backside and she let her own rub his back and shoulders. Her lips found his neck and began kissing and nuzzling awash with both passion and friendship. Memories of their past feelings and experiences came back to her and buzzed with an excitement she'd felt from no other man.

His movement brought her back to the present moment. Spreading her legs a bit, he began rubbing the tip of his cock against her pussy ever so slowly. The touch of his cock head down there shot bolts of hot energy through her and she immediately clamped down and rode a first wave of orgasm as she called out in pleasure. When she opened her eyes again, she saw him watching her and smiling. Wasting no time, she rolled back, spread her legs and pulled him toward her.

As many fantasies, dreams, wishes, and plans as she had let herself speculate about before their meeting, all she wanted now was a deep hard fuck. They obviously shared the same urgency, as he pushed his cock in fast and deep on the first stroke. Without even a second to recover, he pumped in again, long, fast and deep. She wrapped her legs up around him, closed her eyes and lost herself to the pounding. They quickly found a rhythm together, each feeling a deep need, trying to fill it with every thrust. Her hands grasped his shoulders, her head shook back and forth, as the feelings engulfed her, each forward thrust made her shiver, each withdraw made her ache. Wanting to tell him to fuck her harder and faster, she opened her mouth but could only utter deep groans.

It seemed to relay the message nonetheless, as he took it up a level, pumping faster, staying deeper in her. As he drilled into her, she finally began to feel some relief from the ache for him, feeling as if they were one again, both riding such sheer intense joy. His body continued to ride on hers, his cock sliding in and out of her. Every pump sent waves of electricity up her pussy and through her whole body. Every moment felt warmer and warmer, closer and closer.

He knew when her hand reached down to rub her clit that she was about to climax. As her finger quickly rubbed against her clit, he let himself go and pumped with a new passion for a few last blissful moments before burying himself deeply within her so they could cum together. He'd so missed feeling her squirm against and squeeze his buried cock as they came together."

"That's true," he said when I'd finished my story. "I can't tell you how much I missed those particular moments with you." Turning on his side, and pulling my pussy towards him, he added, "I've got a long list to work through, if you are willing."

The first touch of his tongue on my clit and he knew I was willing.



Reconnecting Ch. 01



They shortly left their cabin and walked to one of the restaurants. All through the lengthy meal they chatted and continued their process of reconnecting with each other. When they finally finished dinner they walked to one of the bars and found a table for two off to one side. In their welcome packet there had been coupons for a bunch of free drinks good at any of the bars on the first night of the cruise. Clearly the cruise organizers thought that a few drinks would help loosen up the passengers if any still had reservations about being on this trip.

Judging from the general rowdiness of the crowd Mike realized that the organizers either had nothing to worry about or their plan with the free drinks had worked perfectly. The bar was crowded with happy, partying people and the dance floor was constantly packed as the music pumped through the speakers.

As Wendy and Mike chatted over their second round of drinks a man approached the table and asked Wendy if she would like to dance. Wendy politely declined the invitation and, after the man had left the table, she said to Mike that she was surprised at how bold the guy was knowing this was a couple's cruise. "After all," she concluded, "doesn't he have a wife with him on the trip?"

Mike quickly scanned the room and found the man standing at a table talking to another woman. The man was leaning down and talking in her ear and motioned his head over to where Wendy and Mike were sitting. When he finished talking the woman shrugged and then they kissed before taking each other's hands and leaving the bar together.

Mike pointed this out to Wendy and reminded her about the seminars they had seen listed for swinging. "Maybe his wife knew or even encouraged him," Mike said. He was surprised to be having this type of discussion with his mom, but he had starting feeling very comfortable with her throughout the day as they really got to talk and get to know the people they each had become. Besides, the few drinks he had already consumed didn't hurt either.

Wendy blushed at Mike's suggestion and quickly changed the subject. They talked and drank several more rounds. During the course of the night two other men asked Wendy to dance but she politely refused both offers. Mike knew that his mom loved to dance and he also knew that his dad had never been a big dancer. Eventually Mike asked if she wanted to dance with him. "Thanks for the offer," she said, "and I will probably take you up on that some other night. Tonight, however, I would just like to sit and relax if that is OK with you."

They talked more and ordered another round of drinks. There was a question that Mike had been wondering about but he didn't know exactly how to raise the subject or if it was being too nosey. Finally, he decided that he had to know. "Wendy," he started as he leaned over the table toward her and spoke softly enough so that nobody else would be able to hear, "I've seen how some of the other men have been looking at you today and you've already had several guys want to dance with you. I'm sure that today isn't an isolated thing what with your new look." He paused before continuing, "Have you been dating at all since..." His voice trailed off because he didn't want to say the words "since dad left you" out loud thinking that might ruin the night for her.

Wendy smiled and laughed a little at this question. Her slurred speech gave away how drunk she had become even though her actions still looked quite normal. "No," she replied. "I just haven't felt that the time was right for that sort of thing yet. I don't know, after what happened maybe I just can't stand the idea of getting into a situation where someone might hurt me again."

There was a brief pause in the conversation before Wendy continued speaking and addressed the question that had run through Mike's mind. "It has been pretty lonely sometimes and there has been more than one occasion where I really wished I had a man around." Mike was a little surprised to hear his mom talking about this so openly. There was definitely something in her tone that led Mike to think that at least part of her comments involved missing men sexually. He never remembered her being so candid about these types of things before, but then he reminded himself that he was still in high school when he last had been at home for a long period of time.

"Surely you have had opportunities," Mike said, "heck, even tonight you have had three different guys ask you to dance."

Wendy answered, "Yes, there have been a couple of guys. One from work and one I met at the gym, and I suspect that they both have those sort of intentions." She then paused and giggled some as she obviously thought of something amusing.

Mike waited for her to share the thought with him and when she initially didn't he said, "Come on now, no keeping secrets. What's so funny?"

Wendy blushed and said, "I can't believe I am admitting this, but there has even been a woman who asked me out a few weeks ago."

"Really?" Mike said.

"I met her at the gym and we have worked out together a few times," Wendy continued. "One day after working out we stopped to get a smoothie and she asked me out."

"So," Mike was now curious and wanted to know more, "what did you say?"

Wendy explained that she had said that she wasn't necessarily interested in that sort of relationship and that the other woman had been very accepting. They still worked out together periodically and it hadn't seemed to change their friendship.

A question popped into Mike's head and through a combination of alcohol and an oversexed mind it popped out of his mouth before he could censure himself. "Have you ever thought about being with another woman?"

As soon as the question escaped his lips he wished he could take it back. Had he really just asked his mom if she wanted to fuck another woman? Unfortunately, yes. He half expected her to get mad at him for being so nosey and inappropriate. Perhaps her own drunken state dulled what would have been her normal reaction, but she still jumped a little at his question and looked him straight in the eyes looking a little taken aback at the question.

"That seems a little personal," she started. Mike opened his mouth and was about to start apologizing over and over, but before he could say anything his mom continued. "But, yes, I have thought about it. In fact, back in my wilder days right before I met your father I did a little experimenting."

That statement hung in the air for a few seconds as it registered with Mike what she had just said. He was unsure how to react. His normal reaction was to be excited at the idea of her "experimenting" with other women just as he would if a date had admitted it to him. However, as soon as the initial wave of excitement passed through him he quickly realized that this was his mother and that he wasn't supposed to be getting excited by her sexually in any way, shape, or form. He sat with his mind spinning with conflicting thoughts and feelings unsure of what to say.

Fortunately, Wendy changed the subject and they continued talking for a while longer. Finally, the effects of the drinks and Mike's long travels just to get to the cruise hit him pretty hard and he said he was going to go back to the cabin and go to sleep. Wendy agreed that she was ready for bed and they slowly walked back to their cabin.

Mike went into the bathroom and changed into a loose set of hospital scrubs to sleep in. As Wendy took her turn in the bathroom Mike grabbed a pillow and some covers and tried to make himself comfortable on the floor. In truth, it had been about 4 years since his last big college road trip where he slept on the hotel floor and he wasn't really looking forward to five nights on a hard floor. However, he figured it was a small price to pay for getting to do the cruise.

He was trying to get comfortable when Wendy came out of the bathroom and stopped to look down at him. She smiled and said, "No self respecting mother would let her son sleep on the floor like that when there is a bed in the room." Mike looked up at her and she added, "Look, we are both adults and I think we are perfectly capable of sharing a bed." 

Mike started to protest and say he was fine on the floor but she interrupted him saying, "Don't even tell me you are fine down there. You look completely uncomfortable and I won't have you down there while I am up here."

She crawled into bed as Mike got up and put the pillow and covers back on the bed. There was definitely room for two in the bed, but just barely. Mike had a king size bed back at his place so his perspective was a little skewed, but he guessed this bed was a little smaller than a queen size. He was able to lie next to her fairly comfortably but they did have to rub against each other to keep from hanging over the edges. They finally ended up on their sides with their backs facing each other. Mike could feel her ass pressing against his as he finally drifted off to a deep sleep.  

Mike couldn't remember a time when he had slept so soundly. As the light came in through the small window that looked outside he started to stir. As he very slowly began to wake up he felt his girlfriend Cindy wrapped in his arms in front of him in the spoon position with her ass pressed into his crotch. As usually happened when he woke up his cock was nearly fully hard and it pressed tightly into her ass. Almost out of habit he snuggled tightly against her and pressed his hard cock tightly against her.  

It took him a few moments to remember where he was when his mind began to register that he was in an unfamiliar room. It then hit him like a shot that it wasn't his girlfriend in his arms but his mom. Clearly, at some point in time during the night he had fallen back into his more familiar sleeping patterns from when he and Cindy spent the night together. When the realization of his current position hit him his eyes flew open and he wanted to jump back from her. At this point she still seemed to be sleeping and he worried that if he made any sudden movements that she might wake up and catch him in this embarrassing position. He decided that his best bet was to try and slowly roll away from her and hope that she stayed asleep.

He slowly lifted his arm from around her stomach and rolled onto his back. Almost the second that his cock moved away from her ass she rustled slightly and said, "Good morning." Mike lay flat on his back mortified that she had been awake and had felt him pressing up against her. He held his breath for a few moments half expecting her to say something about it but she never did.

Instead, she began to stir and make casual small talk with Mike asking how he slept. She finally asked if he wanted the shower first and he gladly agreed as this gave him a chance to get out of bed with her. He walked quickly to the bathroom with the remains of his morning hard on still poking into the front of his pants. He moved quickly and tried to keep turned away from her so she wouldn't notice.

As he shaved and brushed his teeth he played the morning's events over and over and wished that somehow he could go back and redo the whole thing. He was totally embarrassed by what had happened and tried to convince himself that she must have been asleep the whole time and just woke up when he rolled over.

In the shower he began to doubt that she had been asleep. She had said good morning so soon after he moved that she must have been awake already. Still, she hadn't said anything so maybe she somehow hadn't noticed his hard cock shoved tightly up against her ass. Then a thought occurred to him that made him freeze in the shower. What if she had been awake and knew what had happened but just chose not to say anything? Surely she wouldn't have said anything just to protect his feelings, he reasoned. That was still pretty bad because she would have known, but at least she didn't feel the need to raise the embarrassing subject with him. Then another idea crossed his mind. Maybe she didn't say anything because she liked it.

For just a split second Mike let the idea that his mom liked feeling his hard cock on her ass roll around in his mind. The idea seemed dirty and forbidden and somehow a little exciting all at the same time. However, almost as soon as the idea formed he pushed it away telling himself he must be some kind of pervert to have those kinds of thoughts. Certainly she either had been asleep or she was just being nice and sparing his feelings. In either case, he was glad that he wouldn't have to admit to her out loud what had happened.

He finally finished showering and quickly got dressed before stepping back into the bedroom. "I thought you were never coming out," Wendy teased. She was sitting up in bed reading a magazine. She was wearing the more familiar think glasses that Mike remembered from before. She stood and collected her clothes before going in the bathroom to start her shower. As she walked around Mike tried, but he couldn't stop himself from glimpsing at her body in her satin pajamas. Her tits swayed slightly as she moved and the last thing Mike saw before she disappeared behind the closed door was her ass covered with the shiny fabric. The sight caused a reaction in Mike that he never expected to be generated by his mom.

Fortunately, Wendy took a long shower and Mike was able to regain his composure. He briefly considered jerking off to relieve his pent up energy, but the only thing worse than what happened this morning would be for her to catch him jerking off. He decided to wait and just concentrated on calming himself down.

She emerged dressed in sandals, shorts, and a tight tee shirt with a sheer loose fitting top worn unbuttoned over the tee shirt. They went out and ate a late breakfast before walking around and exploring the rest of the huge ship. For a while they sat near the rail of the ship and looked out at the open blue ocean under the hot sun. 

"I don't know about you, but I could use a little workout to clear some of the cobwebs from last night and get myself feeling a little more normal. You want to come along?" Wendy asked.

Honestly, the idea of working out on a vacation didn't really appeal to Mike. He did work out regularly at home and kept himself only a few pounds over his playing weight for baseball in college. Usually on vacations he let himself stop worrying about working out, but clearly Wendy's newfound commitment to fitness was working for her and was important to her. "Sure," he said, "what the heck?"

They made their way back to their cabin and changed into some workout clothes before going to the huge fitness center. Not surprisingly, it was nearly empty as Mike figured that most people would want to find better things to do than exercise. Wendy asked if Mike wanted to join her in her usual routine, but he declined and went to one of the treadmills to take a light jog. He watched her move from station to station and use the various weight equipment. In some ways it was hard to believe that this confident, fit woman was the same person as the mother he had during high school. Her last stop was the treadmill next to Mike and by the time she finally finished her tee shirt was drenched in sweat and her hair was matted to her forehead. Mike, too, had worked up a pretty good sweat but nothing quite like hers.

Back in the cabin they each took a shower before getting into their bathing suits and going out to the pool. They ordered a little bit of food from the poolside snack bar and settled in to spend the rest of the afternoon relaxing in the sun or in the pool. A short while later another couple came over and sat down in the two chairs next to Mike and Wendy. Not long afterward the woman from the other couple struck up a conversation.

She introduced herself as Alice and her husband as Bob. They seemed to be pretty nice and Wendy and Mike both chatted with them off and on for a while. At one point Alice said that she had seen Wendy and Mike the previous night and had wanted to talk with them because they seemed to be the same sort of couple as she and Bob. At that point she said that she was 40 and Bob was 28. She said she thought it might be fun to talk to another couple with a similar age profile.

"How long have you two been together?" Alice asked.

"Well," Wendy answered, "quite a few years actually."

"Ohhh, so you caught him young," Alice laughed, "good for you." Wendy didn't say anything but seemed to almost blush a little.

They chatted a while longer and then Alice asked, "Have you ever been on one of these cruises before?" Wendy and Mike both shook their heads. "No? Oh well they are just amazing. Bob and I first went 2 years ago and we swore we would make it an annual trip." Alice paused a moment before continuing, "I don't know how your trip has been going so far but something about being on a boat away from all the usual cares and worries does wonders for our sex. On our first trip I don't think we ever left bed other than to eat and it was the best sex I'd ever had. Since then we've starting going to the classes and have learned some things that have really kept our sex hot. I hope I'm not being to nosey," she said in a slightly quieter tone, "but have you two found the same thing?"

Mike was a little taken aback by the question but finally he answered, "Oh yes. Definitely." He really hoped that agreeing with Alice would make her back off or leave but it just seemed to urge her on.

"Great," Alice said clearly excited by his answer. She then turned to Wendy and looked at her like they shared a little secret and softly said, "Isn't it just the best about having a younger lover? Men my own age just can't keep up with me but Bob can go over and over and just do it all night. I hope Mike here has been giving you all you can handle."

Wendy was now blushing very obviously and seemed to be searching for something to say. Alice continued, "Oh, don't be shy now. After all, we are all here on this cruise for the same reason right? If you come on this trip and your sex life doesn't get charged up there must be something wrong." She paused a moment and then stood up along with Bob. "We've got an appointment so we need to run." She then leaned down to Mike and whispered, "You take care of her on this trip. If you two want to try anything a little wild on this cruise please call us. We're in cabin 198. I guarantee it would be worth your while."

As Alice and Bob made their way away from the pool Mike sat with his mouth hanging open after what Alice said. In all his wild experiences in college he had never had anyone so openly invite him to join them for "something wild". Hell, they were complete strangers. After they had left the pool area Mike and Wendy sat in silence for a few minutes before Wendy finally spoke up. "Based on your reaction I'm guessing our new friend Alice didn't just whisper goodbye in your ear."

"Not quite," Mike answered with a laugh.

"Well, are you going to share what she said?" Wendy asked.

"Ummm, well," Mike started not sure of what to say. "Well, she told me their cabin number and basically said that they would be interested in getting together with us later." Mike decided that was an appropriate summation without getting too specific.

Wendy looked skeptical for a moment but she let the subject drop. They lounged by the pool for a while longer before deciding to get dressed and grab some dinner. They wanted to eat early as Wendy said she wouldn't mind having a couple of drinks to get ready for the massage appointment later. 

Dinner was wonderful with tons of delicious food and great conversation. After dinner they settled in at a lounge and finished a few rounds of drinks before they realized they'd better head back to their cabin as it was almost time for their massage appointment. Mike went back to the cabin to grab a jacket as the night had started to grow cold. He still planned on leaving the room and letting his mom get a private massage, but he wasn't too interested in hanging out at a bar by himself. There weren't any single people to hang out with and, although on some level the idea of finding a willing couple like Alice and Bob for some group fun sounding appealing, he knew that being with his mom and having Cindy back at home meant that he probably shouldn't explore those options.




Reconnecting Ch. 01



They hadn't quite judged their time correctly and only arrived at their cabin right at the scheduled time for the massage. Mike had just grabbed his jacket and was getting ready to leave when there was a knock on their cabin door. Wendy opened the door and was greeted by an average looking blonde who was probably an inch or two shorter than her. "Hi, I'm Amy," the blonde said as she reached a hand out to Wendy.

Wendy greeted her and invited her inside the cabin. Amy carried a small leather bag with her and wore a tan pair of shorts and a white polo shirt. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail. She came inside and set her bag down before asking, "So, are you two ready for your special massage session?"

"Sure," answered Wendy. 

"You two have fun," Mike said as he started to head towards the door.

"Where do you think you are going?" Amy asked.

"Well, I... well," Mike stammered. He hadn't expected that the masseuse would care that he was leaving. "I just thought I would give you two some privacy."

"Don't be silly," Amy answered as she took his jacket out of his hands and tossed it across the room. "You paid good money for this massage session and I'm not going to let you walk out now because you have gotten a little shy."

"So, um, what kind of massage session is this?" Wendy asked before adding, "you see, we were sort of given this trip as a gift and the person who arranged it didn't tell us anything about scheduling this massage so we don't know many of the details."

"Well then you are in for quite a treat," Amy said happily. "This is a special couple's massage session. I will give each of you a professional massage that I promise will take every last stress and worry out of your body. However, this is also an instructive session where I teach you how to massage your partner at the same time I am giving them a massage."

Mike and Wendy looked at each other for a moment not sure of what to do. Mike considered telling Amy thanks but no but before he could say anything Amy took him by the arm and pulled him toward the bathroom. "Don't worry," she said, "lots of guys get really shy about this kind of thing. It will definitely be worth it, so there is no need to be nervous." She pushed him into the bathroom and said, "Now strip down and put on one of those robes while I talk some with your partner."

Mike stood for a moment in the bathroom not sure of what to do. Surely his mom would tell Amy to leave and not go through with this. Clearly, this massage was meant to be far more sensual and intimate than either of them had expected. He stripped down to his boxers and pulled on a robe. When he stepped back out Amy was still in the room and had started to arrange some bottles and other things on one of the bedside tables. As Mike stepped out of the bathroom Wendy took his place. When she passed by him they made eye contact briefly and Wendy gave him a quick shrug as if to say "why not?"

"Good, you are all ready," Amy said when she turned and saw Mike. "Now, I think you should get the first massage as you seem to be the most tense. Lay down on your stomach here on the bed and we'll wait for Wendy."

Mike slipped off his robe and quickly lay down on his stomach still not really believing that they were going to go through with this. He turned his head and watched as Amy turned off the one overhead light in the room. It was now dark outside so for a moment the room was pitch black. Amy then flipped on a small lamp that she had pulled out of her bag that lit the room just more so than a candle might. 

After flipping the lamp on Amy turned and looked at Mike and laughed. "I thought I told you to strip," she teased, "no clothes allowed for this massage." Mike looked at her for a moment not sure of what to do. Surely he thought he shouldn't be laying naked on the bed when his mom came back into the room. Amy watched his hesitation and leaned close to his ear, "Don't worry about being shy. I am a pro at this. I'll cover you with a towel for the massage. Besides, it isn't anything that Wendy hasn't already seen or touched, right?" Amy laughed again clearly trying to relax Mike. He finally pulled off his boxers and quickly lay back down on his stomach as Amy draped a towel over his ass. By the time Wendy stepped bag into the room wrapped in her robe Amy was sitting next to Mike in the dimly lit room.

"OK Wendy," Amy instructed, "I thought we would start with Mike here since he seems to be a little tense. Sound good?" Without really waiting for a reply Amy directed Wendy to move over to the bed on the other side of Mike and started talking to her about how she doesn't use a fancy massage table or anything because she wants to just use items that most people have at home. As Amy kept talking Mike suddenly felt a pair of hands on his shoulders. The hands easily worked a small amount of oil around on his shoulders and neck. From the smooth easy way the hands moved and from Amy's talking Mike knew that it was Amy massaging him.

Amy continued her massage all over Mike's back and then moved down to his legs. The whole time she moved her hands she offered pointers to Wendy in a very soft tone about how she was touching Mike or why she was touching certain places. By the time Amy's hands had finished their initial pass over his back and legs Mike was already feeling very relaxed and content. Amy's soft touch combined with the oil she used felt very sexy and he loved her attentions.

Amy stopped her massage and Mike heard the room fill with soft instrumental music from a small radio that Amy had brought with her. Mike started to feel more at ease with the whole situation.

It wasn't until Amy spoke again that Mike's apprehensions rose again. "OK Wendy, I think it is time for you to give this a try," Amy said softly. Mike could then hear very soft talking between the two women behind him but couldn't hear what was being said. After a short while he felt the familiar hands of Amy back on his shoulders but they were joined almost immediately by a second set of hands he knew belonged to his mother.

Amy quickly guided her hands over Wendy's and demonstrated how to move and where to touch and soon Mike couldn't really distinguish between the hands on him. Mike could hear Amy giving Wendy pointers and instructions in very soft tones but he couldn't hear what was being said. Despite his initial tension Mike felt himself relaxing again as their combined hands stroked the oil over his back and softly worked his muscles. 

The massage continued on his back for a long while as Amy and Wendy worked together to rub first his neck and shoulders before moving down to his lower back and his sides. Amy then pulled her hands away and let Wendy continue the massage by herself as Amy softly whispered advice into her ear. Wendy's touch wasn't nearly as smooth as Amy's had been, but by this point Mike was feeling utterly relaxed anyway. Wendy's hands again moved all over his back moving up to his neck and slowly working their way back down to the edge of the towel that covered him. Her fingers never went under the towel, but just as Amy had done and as Amy and Wendy had done together, her fingers stroked right to the edge of the towel.

The hands then left Mike's back and he thought for a moment that he was done but then he felt Amy's hands on the back of his thigh. Just as they had done on his back Amy was soon joined by Wendy. Amy placed her hands over Wendy's and guided then along as she whispered advice in her ear. The hands started on his thighs and moved down to his calves and his feet before moving back up again. The towel that Amy had placed over his ass was so short that it felt like it barely covered him and again their fingers moved right up to the very edge of the towel. Mike felt himself getting nervous as he was sure that their hands were going to slide right up onto his ass.

Amy again slipped her hands away and talked Wendy through her solo massage of Mike's legs. Wendy rubbed down his legs again and part of Mike felt more relaxed than he could ever remember despite feeling nervous about being this intimate with his mom. As her hands worked back up over the backs of his knees Amy softly instructed Mike to spread his legs a little bit. His legs had been pressed together so he loosened them some and there was now a little space between his thighs. Amy pulled the towel down just a little bit more, Mike assumed she did this to cover his balls which would probably now be visible.

Wendy slowly made her way up the backs of Mike's thighs and again let her fingers move right to the edge of the towel before stopping. Mike was now sure that this was as far as the massage would go so he was able to relax some without having to be worried about being put in an overly sexual position with her. 

Up until this point the massage had only covered the backs of his thighs, but now Amy whispered something to Wendy and Mike felt his mom's hands softly and slowly move down the sides of his thighs. Wendy continued her massage with one hand on the outside of Mike's thigh and one hand rubbing his inner thigh. She again worked her way slowly down to his knee before coming back up again. Her fingers on his outer thigh stopped just short of the towel as did her inner fingers, but Mike was acutely aware that her fingertips were now only inches away from his cock.

Wendy moved to his other leg and repeated the slow massage. Mike's inner thighs had always been sensitive for him sexually, and the combination of his relaxed state and the smooth feel of the oil under her fingers working his thighs really affected him. Almost in spite of himself he could feel his cock growing hard under him. No amount of thoughts about how this was wrong and this was his mother could stop his reaction at having two attractive women giving him a slow, sensual rubdown complete with oil.

"OK Mike," Amy softly instructed, "time to roll over."

Mike looked at her in shock. His cock was practically at full size now, there was no way he could roll over without both of them seeing it. As if she could read his mind Amy said, "Don't worry Mike. Most guys get a little excited by the massage. That's how we know we are doing it right."

Wendy had watched his hesitation but it was pretty clear to Mike that she was shocked to hear Amy talk about his being excited. Mike watched as the realization washed over her that she had just given her son a hard on. They briefly made eye contact before Wendy's face flushed bright red and she looked away. As Mike looked away from her he thought that, just for a moment, he had seen her nipples poking out against her robe.

"Come on Mike," Amy teased, "don't make me flip you over." Mike took a deep breath and though to himself "what the hell?" He rationalized that there wasn't anything illegal about what was happening and that they were just two adults giving massages. If she wasn't bothered by it then why not just look at it as a change to get a great massage and not worry about who is giving it? Mike briefly summoned his courage and then rolled over onto his back as Amy repositioned the towel over his stiff cock. It was plainly obvious as it made a tent in the towel but Amy continued on as if nothing at all was out of the ordinary.

Amy and Wendy repeated what had happened on his back, but this time started on his chest up near his shoulders. They massaged his chest and stomach and up and down both arms. Mike's hard on had only just started to subside when Wendy, now massaging him on her own, reached his stomach after finishing with his arms and chest. Her fingers worked over and around his belly button and seemed to linger over his hips and the area between his belly button and where the towel covered him. By the time she finished with him his cock was fully hard.

As she moved down toward his legs Mike quickly glanced at Wendy to see her reaction. The whole time he had been on his back he had avoided looking at her for fear they would make eye contact. He still felt very embarrassed by his hard on at her hands. As she had done when she rubbed his chest she knelt with her back to him so he didn't have to worry about looking directly at her.

The massage continued on his legs and Amy instructed Wendy to pay very particular attention to Mike's thighs from this angle. Wendy's fingers were becoming more confident and smooth as they rubbed up and down his thighs and slipped down onto his inner and outer thighs periodically. Mike's cock was now practically throbbing from his own extreme excitement as it stood straight up off him like a flagpole. Just before she finished her massage Mike felt a jolt of energy shoot through him when one of her fingers seemed to accidentally brush against his balls as she let them slip up just slightly higher on his thighs than she had done before.

Amy complimented Wendy on being a fast learner and then added, "I would ask Mike how he enjoyed your massage but I think we already know the answer to that one." As she spoke the end of the sentence she made an obvious glance to Mike's hard cock that made both Wendy and Mike blush in embarrassment. "Mike, your robe is over there. Why don't you get up and slip that on and we can start Wendy's massage."

Mike scooted out of bed and kept his back turned to Wendy and Amy as he walked to his robe. He tied it around him and took a deep breath before turning back around toward the bed. Somehow he hadn't quite come to grips with the fact that he would be giving her a similar massage until Amy had told him to put on his robe. He felt a knot in his stomach at the thought that he might cause her to get as excited as he was. In addition to the nerves that thought caused there seemed to be something else there, was it excitement?

Wendy had already removed her robe and was lying on her stomach with only a towel barely covering her ass. Mike moved to the bed and he and Amy repeated the same sequence of events that he had just felt. He had hoped that his own hard on might lessen as he gave the massage but he quickly found that the feel of Amy's soft hands guiding his along his mother's back was very arousing. After a short while her back was coated in a thin layer of oil and his own hands moved easily across her skin after Amy pulled her hands away. Amy whispered gentle instructions to him as he continued the massage and he was further emboldened by his mother's soft moans of pleasure as he worked over her back.

The massage then moved to her legs and Amy guided his hands along her thighs right up to the edge of the towel. Mike was very aware that his fingers were very nearly on her ass. First with Amy's guidance and then on his own he massaged back down her legs before moving back up again. Just as she had done with him she asked Wendy to spread her legs and Wendy immediately responded. Amy urged Mike to caress and rub Wendy's inner thighs and Mike let his fingers slide around the sides of each of her legs just as she had done to him.

Mike really had to marvel at his mom's body as she lay beneath him now as his hands ran all over her. Yes, she had some of the wrinkles and signs of aging that one would expect on a 43 year old woman, but her skin felt remarkably firm and young to his touch. He could definitely feel the signs that she had been working out so regularly as firm muscle met his fingers in areas where one would usually expect to encounter soft "flab" on women her age.

Mike had become so engrossed in rubbing her legs and particularly her thighs that when Amy finally told Wendy to roll over he was a little surprised. He sat up and watched as she immediately rolled over onto her back without any of the hesitations he had done. Mike looked away for a moment as he didn't want to appear to be staring at her as she rolled over. 

Mike looked back down at Wendy after a moment and noticed that Amy had draped the towel again over her pussy. However, Mike was completely caught off guard when he caught a short glimpse of his mom's naked tits. Amy had reached back into her bag and had pulled out another piece of cloth that she began laying over Wendy's tits, but just before she had set the new cloth down Mike's eyes had moved to her tits and he froze at the sight of them. 

His look at them was brief, but from what he noticed it looked like their shape and look betrayed little of her true age. They did seem to sag slightly off to the side as she lay there, but Mike thought that they held their shape remarkably well given their size. If it had been anyone else lying there, Mike would easily have admitted that the slight sag made them appear all the more appealing and sexy to him.

Amy began massaging Wendy's shoulders from the front and giving instructions to Mike, but Mike moved his focus to looking at the new cloth that she had draped over Wendy's tits. Instead of being just a towel, Amy had placed a thin swatch of a black, lacy material across Wendy. Technically, the cloth did cover her tits, but it was thin enough that it really only covered a thin strip leaving parts of her tits exposed to Mike's view both above and below the fabric. Even though Amy continued talking to Mike and offering him pointers as she continued massaging Wendy's shoulders and arms he didn't hear a single word she said as he was lost staring at his mother's tits before him.

Mike's head raced as he fought a losing battle to pry his eyes away from them. The thin, lacy fabric seemed to cling to her large tits in a way that made them look very appealing. Mike felt another surge of excitement in his still rock hard cock when he noticed that he could now clearly see Wendy's excited nipples poking out obviously against the fabric. 

"Mike, are you ready?" he heard Amy ask. From her tone it was clear that this wasn't the first time she had tried to get his attention. Mike finally muttered "yes" and tried to regain his composure but when he looked at her he saw that both Amy and Wendy were looking back at him and surely they knew what he had been doing. 

Amy just gave him a soft smile and softly asked him to move up toward her. He didn't really want to make eye contact with Wendy for fear of his own embarrassment at being caught so obviously staring at her, but something still made him glace down at her. He quickly recognized the expression on her face as representing the same mix of confusion, embarrassment, and excitement that he felt. It was the excitement that truly seemed to affect Mike. Her facial features almost seemed concerned, but there was something in the gleam of her eyes that seemed to betray her own excitement.

Mike moved up next to Amy and she guided his hands all over Wendy's shoulders and arms before moving below her tits and rubbing her stomach and sides. As she guided his fingers she brought him right to the edge of Wendy's tits many times. Each time Mike felt a knot in his stomach at the thought the he and Amy might simultaneously caress his mom's tits, but each time she moved his fingers away just centimeters from the objects of his lust.

When Amy slipped her hands away Mike continued to softly massage her stomach. As his fingers moved over her oily skin he marveled at how lean she had become. Gone was the little stomach that he always remembered her having and gone were the small rolls on her sides. He let his hands run over and over her stomach and down both of her sides. As she had done to him he let his fingers move right to the very edge of the towel over her pussy. He could feel his own excitement begin to take over some of his restraint and he began to let his fingers linger ever so slightly at the edge of the towel when he knew he was close to her pussy.

Eventually he moved his hands upward over her stomach again and he began to focus on her skin just below the black lacy material over her tits. Amy continued to softly whisper advice or suggestions to him on how to rub Wendy and he eagerly went about his work. He glanced up at his mom's face and saw that her eyes were closed and her head rolled slightly to the side with a blissful expression on her face that further encouraged him in his work.




Reconnecting Ch. 01



He brought his fingers right up to mere millimeters below the exposed portions of her tits just as Amy had done when she was guiding his fingers. For a while he continued like this although his gaze and his attention was focused entirely on staring lustfully at her tits as they lay nearly completely exposed to his view. Without really thinking about what he was doing he slowly let his fingers drift higher until his fingertips finally made contact with the soft, inviting flesh of her tits. He continued moving his hands as he had done before but now he let them slide up to the very bottom edge of the black fabric rather than stopping at her tits. Since the fabric really only covered her in a width just slightly larger than her nipples he was effectively caressing the lower half of her tits. A small moan escaped Wendy's lips that would surely have driven Mike to even bolder things had Amy not leaned over and whispered softly, "I can't have you go any farther than that with me in the room. It's against the rules."

Begrudgingly, Mike removed his hands and began to focus on Wendy's shoulders and arms. By now Mike's lust had more control over him than did the parts of his brain that knew what he was feeling and wanting were wrong. He massaged her shoulders and arms as if she were a lover before allowing his hands to move down her chest toward her tits once again. Her cleavage was clearly visible over the fabric and he eagerly went about massaging and exploring both it and the tops of her tits. He couldn't tell from his previous angle, but as he now softly rubbed her chest just above the fabric he could easily see both of her nipples straining against the fabric and standing out very prominently. 

Amy told him that her time with them was nearly over and that he should move to Wendy's legs and finish her massage. Mike reluctantly pulled himself away from her tits and moved down to her feet. As he moved now he was less careful about concealing his hard cock as. It was very obvious as it stood out hard and straight under his robe and previously he moved with his back turned to Wendy and Amy to conceal it from their view. Now, even though he knew that Wendy almost certainly had her eyes closed, he stopped hiding his excitement from them. Some part of him wanted her to know just how excited she had made him.

Following Amy's instructions Mike started at Wendy's feet and slowly massaged her feet and toes before slowly moving up her legs. By the time he had moved up to her knees Wendy shifted her legs and spread them apart without Amy having to ask to allow Mike more room to continue his massage. He confined his massage to the bottom halves of her thighs at first wanting to draw out the final act for him which would be his caressing her inner thighs and coming within inches of her pussy. As he worked on the bottom halves of her thighs he eagerly let his fingers slide around and down the sides of them and spent much time massaging her inner thighs just over her knees. He hoped that if she was anywhere near as excited as he was that the thought that he would do the same to her sensitive inner thighs just below her pussy would drive her crazy with anticipation.

He couldn't contain himself any longer and he finally let his fingers slide higher on the tops of her thigh until his fingers made contact with the towel covering her. As he moved his fingers he finally let himself glance between her spread legs. When she first moved her legs apart his first lustful thought was to gaze between her legs and see if he could see her pussy. Somehow he had wrestled that thought for long enough that the part of his brain that still knew that this was his mother could take over and stop him.

However, as his fingers moved so near to her pussy that he could barely control himself from reaching under her towel he allowed himself to look between her legs. Much to his disappointment he couldn't see anything. Despite the fact that the towel wasn't offering any coverage to her pussy the room was dark enough and the light was coming at such an angle that all he could see was blackness.

He concentrated his massage on the tops of her thighs moving back and forth between her legs and letting his fingers roam to the very edge of the towel over and over again. Finally, he allowed his hands to slide down the sides of her thighs so his one hand was now caressing her inner thigh in a place normally reserved for lovers. 

Wendy was the first to let out a soft moan as his fingers finally slipped to the insides of her thighs and he began to softly and tenderly massage and caress her. Then it was Mike's turn to moan as his fingers came into contact with what was unmistakably her pussy juices seeping out of her excited pussy. He had finally let his fingers move as far up her thighs as he dared and there they found her thighs already soaked with her warm and wet juices. The very idea of what was under his fingers made Mike's head spin and he ignored the outsides of her thighs and moved both of his hands between her legs and began caressing and massaging the inner thighs of both of her legs at the same time. He slowly massaged the area covered with her juices and then drug his fingers downwards smearing her own juices all along the insides of her thighs.

Mike continued his sensual massage and frankly had become so engrossed in the experience that he had forgotten that Amy was even still in the room until he heard the soft ringing of a bell from inside her bag. The noise startled him some and he pulled his hands away from Wendy and sat back on his knees to look over at Amy.

"Sorry you two," Amy said softly, "my time is up. But I have to say that you two both are very eager students and it sure doesn't look like you'll be needing me from this point." She very quickly and efficiently collected her things and was at the door before Mike knew it. Clearly she is used to making quick exits at the end of her sessions to let the couples finish, Mike thought to himself. "Take care you two," Amy said as she reached for the handle on their cabin door, "you really do make a sexy couple."

With that she was gone and Mike and Wendy were left alone in their now dark cabin. His eyes had adjusted enough to the dark that he could still see despite the lack of any lights being turned on. He looked back down at Wendy and was surprised by the position he found them in. He had been so engrossed in massaging her legs that he hadn't even been aware of moving, but as he looked at her now he saw that Wendy lay flat on her back covered only with the towel and the black fabric that Amy had left behind. Her legs were spread wide apart and Mike was sitting on his knees between her legs even with her knees. He stared down at her for a moment and the thought raced through his head that he if simply leaned forward right now his mouth would come down right on her excited pussy.

It was almost as if Amy leaving had somehow broken a spell that had been cast over Mike and Wendy. Mike stared down at her with his mind racing about all the lurid things he wanted to do to and with her but he sat frozen in place as Wendy looked back up into his face. After what felt like several minutes of them just staring silently at each other in this position Wendy finally half whispered and half spoke, "I should go take a shower." Mike leaned back and she rolled off the bed holding the two fabric pieces over her pussy and tits as she walked into the bathroom. She didn't bother covering her ass and Mike stared at it as she quickly walked to the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

Just like that Mike found himself alone in the room with a throbbing erection. He heard the water start in the shower and his mind reeled with what to do. Part of him said he should go into the bathroom and join her in the shower. After all, he reasoned with himself, she clearly had been as excited as him. Would she even be able to say no if he did suddenly appear, naked and erect, in the bathroom with her? The only thing that stopped him was the nagging fear that maybe she would say no to his advance. The idea of the embarrassment he would feel if he tried to fuck his mother and she said no was too great a chance to risk. 

Not knowing what else to do he lay flat on his back on the bed and gripped his cock in his hand. He let his mind play out what he hoped would happen if he joined her in the shower and began stroking his cock. He was so excited already and the very idea of him fucking her seemed so hot and taboo that it only took a few strokes for him to start cumming wildly all over himself. He kept stroking for a while after he finished what had been a truly massive eruption of cum. He quickly grabbed one of his tee shirts and wiped the cum off himself slowly and deliberately enjoying the immediate memories of what had just happened this night in this room. Right after he finished he heard the water in the shower stop and he tossed his robe back on so he would look more or less like he did when she left.

She came out of the bathroom wrapped only in a towel and walked over to her suitcase where she pulled out her pajamas. Mike watched her while trying not to make it too obvious that he was watching as she slipped the pajama bottoms on under the towel. He had hoped to catch a glimpse of her tits as she dropped her towel but instead she turned and said, "You might want to take a shower and get the oil off."

Without saying a word Mike stood up and went into the bathroom. He took the longest shower that he could probably ever remember taking and ended up jerking off one more time to the memories of his fingers running through her pussy juices. In his mind he had let his fingers move a few inches higher until he was fucking her soaking wet pussy with first two and then three of his fingers. He imagined that she came wildly on his fingers and the thought of that was enough to cause himself to cum. He slowly stroked his cock under the shower and watched as the droplets of cum were swept down the drain with the water.

He slipped on his robe again after he towel off and quickly noticed that there was a huge wet spot of his pre-cum that had seeped out during the massage. He dropped the robe to the floor and peaked out into the main part of the cabin. The lights were off and she appeared to be asleep so he opened the door and walked naked over to where he had tossed his own pajamas. He watched her as he walked across the room and got dressed and had to admit that a small part of him wanted her to wake up and see him naked, but she remained still the whole time.

Finally, he slipped under the covers with her and lay flat on his back staring up at the ceiling. His mind was racing with all the conflicting emotions and feelings he felt about what had happened. He tried closing his eyes but it felt like he couldn't shut off his mind and, frankly, he was still so excited by the whole thing that he knew it was going to be a long time before he fell asleep. It was perhaps about 20 minutes after he got in bed that she shifted her position and pressed her ass against his hip and thigh. He briefly thought about rolling towards her and resuming the spoon position that they had started the day in, but he resisted the urge and instead went back to staring at the ceiling the trying to relax. He wasn't sure when he finally fell asleep, but it was a long while after he originally got in bed.



Reconnecting Ch. 02



When Mike woke up the next morning he found that he was alone in the bed. Part of him was relieved as the events of the previous night flooded back into his mind and he knew that he wasn't quite sure how either he or his mom would view the events in the bright sunshine of the new day. He called out to see if she was in the bathroom but the silence of the room let him know he was alone. He lay in bed for a while longer before he finally got up and looked at the clock to see that it was just about two in the afternoon.

He went into the bathroom and when he came out he found a note near the door that read, "Hi Mike. You were still sound asleep so I went to work out and then hang out by the pool. See you soon. Love, Mom."

His first stop after leaving the cabin was the closest restaurant to get something to eat as he was starving. He finished his meal while reading a copy of the USA Today. How did they get those on the ship anyway, he wondered to himself. After he ate he slowly walked around the outside of the ship and tried to clear his mind a little. He still wasn't quite sure how he would react, or perhaps more importantly, how his mom would react when they did see each other today. He took his time and finally made his way back to the cabin where he put on his bathing suit and headed toward the pool where they had been hanging out previously.

He turned the corner onto the pool deck and saw her sitting in one of the big chairs next to the pool. Beside her was an empty chair with her stuff on it that she must have been saving for him. She currently was involved in a conversation with a couple that sat on the other side of her as she sipped a huge mixed drink. He immediately noticed that she was wearing a different bathing suit today than she had been before. This one had spaghetti straps that went up and around her neck. The pieces of fabric covering her tits were smaller than her previous suit and left much more of her cleavage exposed as well as some of the upper part of each tit. It was definitely more racy than her other suit but nothing that would cause heads to turn in shock among the variety of thongs and skimpy bikinis that some of the other women were wearing.

She caught sight of him as he was about halfway over to her and gave a big smile and wave. He made his way over to her and sat down on the chair as she gave him a very cheery hello. She introduced him to the other couple, but almost as soon as he arrived the other couple got up and said goodbye.

"I take it you slept well," she teased after the couple had walked away.

"Yup," Mike said deciding it would be better to leave out the part about him lying awake for several hours after he got in bed.

"Me too," she said, "I slept like a baby. That massage was just the thing I needed to get me really relaxed." She paused a moment and then added, "You really are quite talented you know."

Mike looked at her slightly surprised by the comment. There clearly could have been a double meaning to what she said but nothing about her tone or body language led him to believe that she meant anything sexual. Despite that Mike selected his words carefully and then said, "Thanks. I really enjoyed your work also."

Wendy didn't say anything else but Mike thought he detected her blushing slightly at the intended sexual innuendo of his comment. Wendy got up and dove into the pool and swam a few laps back and forth while Mike casually watched her. He had wondered if the bright afternoon light would make him feel differently about the previous night. Perhaps the light would bring shame or the light would make her look less sexy and appealing than she certainly had looked during the massage.

He watched her walk to the pool and then swim and bob around in the water for a while before she emerged from the water dripping wet and walked back to her chair before picking up a towel and drying off. Watching her walk toward him with the pool water dripping down her chest and stomach as she adjusted her hair did nothing to make her look less sexy in his eyes. Instead, he was struck, perhaps for the first time, with the vision of her not as his mom but as a really hot older woman.

She sat down next to him and picked up her book. Mike watched the other couples in and around the pool and began to feel a little embarrassed about what he was feeling. Did he really just sit there and lustfully stare at his own mother and think of her as a hot older woman? He picked up his own book and tried to push those thoughts out of his mind.

A little while later she leaned over toward him and said, "That nice other couple was telling me about a dance club on the ship that is really fun. If you are game I was thinking we could get a nice dinner and then check that out." Mike agreed that it sounded like a fun plan and Wendy excused herself for a moment. Mike watched her walk over to the poolside bar, use the phone, and then walk back toward him. 

"What was that about?" he asked.

"Oh," she said, "they also gave me a tip about a small, formal restaurant that requires reservations."

"Formal?" Mike asked.

"Yes," she answered, "I know this sounds silly but I was kind of hoping that we could get dressed up for dinner tonight."

"But I didn't bring anything formal with me," Mike said.

"Me neither," she giggled, "I was hoping that we could do a little shopping now and buy ourselves something to wear. I hope you don't think I'm being too girlie or silly," she added.

"That sounds great," Mike lied. That didn't really sound like his idea of fun at all but he couldn't deny that she truly seemed to be happy and enjoying the idea. The whole point of this trip was to help her feel better so he didn't want to be the wet blanket over her happy plans. They gathered up their things and stopped off at the cabin to drop off their books and change out of their bathing suits. They each threw on some shorts and a tee shirt and they headed out to the shopping area on the ship.

Mike didn't think the ship was going to have good shopping, but he was impressed with the variety of stores on board. At Wendy's suggestion they split up and set a meeting point. They would each get their own outfit and when they were done they would wait for the other person. When Mike teased her that the whole thing seemed a little mysterious she countered that he was welcome to sit outside the dressing room and wait for her while she tried on some things. That was enough to convince him to agree to her plan.

He knew that she would take longer than him (assuming that her shopping patterns hadn't also changed) so he strolled along and looked in several of the shops before finally making a purchase. He bought a jacket, dress pants, a new shirt, tie, socks, and shoes. The whole thing set him back about double what he would pay back at home, but he was making good money at his job so he wasn't too worried about that. The store fit everything for him and then wrapped it in a plastic bag for the walk back to the cabin.

Even with his stalling he still ended up waiting nearly an hour for Wendy at their designated meeting spot. When she finally had finished she had a large plastic bag with a hanger just like Mike's in addition to about 5 other bags from different stores. "Geez," Mike teased, "did you leave yourself any money for the rest of the trip?"

"This is on Tom," she said with a laugh. They started walking back to their cabin as she explained, "I still have this one credit card that is actually his account but has a card with my name on it. He'll be in for quite a surprise when he gets that bill next month." 

They walked a little farther and then she said, "Do you mind taking a small detour?" She led him outside onto the deck and then walked over the railing. They looked out over the blue ocean water for a moment before she asked Mike to hold all her bags. Mike took everything and she rummaged in her purse until she found what she was looking for and pulled out a single credit card. "This is pretty much my one last tie to him," she said, "and now that I have had my petty little revenge on him with this shopping I don't want to think about it or him any more." With that she tossed the card over the railing and she and Mike watched it drift down in the breeze until they couldn't see it any longer in the sun's glare off the water. "Come on," she said turning back to Mike and taking back her various shopping bags, "we need to get ready for dinner."

Back in the room Wendy said she wanted to shower first so Mike waited on the bed while she took a very long shower. She came out again wrapped in just a towel with a second towel coiled on top of her head. She brought out her hair dryer and all the other bags and things she had been keeping in the bathroom and said that she would get ready in the cabin while Mike used the shower. 

Mike took his own shower, shaved, and got himself dressed up for the night. He stepped out of the bathroom and saw Wendy applying her make up with a small travel mirror. "Great," she said, "I'll be right out." She then disappeared into the bathroom with a couple of small bags.

Mike waited for a short while longer and then heard the bathroom door start to open. It opened all the way and Wendy stepped out into full view. Mike whistled and joked that she looked so good that some other guy would probably ask her out right in the middle of dinner. Wendy smiled at the compliment and picked up a small black purse on their way out of the cabin.

As Mike walked next to her holding her arm on their way to the restaurant he couldn't believe how good she looked. He had made a joke to her when he first saw her to try and conceal his true reaction. Truly, when he saw her he felt his stomach knot and his cock tingle, but those were things that he thought it probably was best not to share with her.

She had purchased a silky black dress that hugged her body perfectly. It was just tight enough to be sensual and teasing but not so tight that it was slutty or in bad taste. The neckline of the top plunged well down into her cleavage and left the hypnotic sight of her cleavage in full view. The dress stopped just over her knees but had a slit up one side that went up just beyond the middle of one of her thighs. She didn't wear any nylons but she didn't need to as the past few days of sitting out by the pool had left her legs, and the rest of her body, with a deep, rich tan. Her shoes had black high heels and only had two small straps over the top of her feet.

What had really struck Mike, however, were the details of how she was dressed. Around her neck she wore a single strand of pearls that gleamed bright white against her deeply tanned skin. Both her finger and toenails were painted a deep red that very nearly matched the shade of lipstick she had selected. Her hair was perfectly done and perhaps even seemed a little more curly tonight than he had seen it before. All in all, the outfit made Mike feel things that sons were not supposed to feel about their mothers.

For her part Wendy made a big fuss about how good Mike looked. She commented that she really hadn't seen him dressed up since his college graduation. When she was nearly finished complimenting him just as they arrived at the restaurant she concluded by saying, "Michael, you are truly a fine looking man." There didn't seem to be anything overly sexual about her tone or voice but the phrase and the compliment made the hairs on the back of Mike's neck stand up and he again felt the knot in his stomach and the tingling in his crotch.

The couple hadn't been wrong about this restaurant. The food was amazing, the service as impeccable, and the ambiance was wonderfully romantic and secluded. It was exactly the kind of place that Mike would have loved to have taken Cindy back home but tonight he found himself enjoying the experience fully with his mom. They sat across from each other at a very small table and shared a couple of bottles of wine during the course of the meal. On more than one occasion Mike stole glimpses at her deep cleavage or the soft round outline of her breast when she was looking the other way. Every time he felt a mixture of excitement and disbelief that he was having the feelings.

They lingered at the dinner table late into the night before Mike finally paid the large bill and they left. As they walked out of the restaurant and followed the host's directions to the nightclub Mike started to feel the effects of the two bottles of wine they had shared. He was certainly a little drunk and guessing from her speech and actions his mom was the same.

They found the nightclub and worked their way through the hordes of people sitting at and standing around the tables near the door. They moved over to the bar and ordered more drinks. About halfway through the drinks Wendy leaned toward Mike and said, "Can I take you up on that offer to dance?"

"Sure," Mike answered as Wendy took his hand and they slowly moved their way through the crowd and onto the dance floor. They made a small space for themselves on the dance floor and began slowly dancing to the music. The song wasn't necessarily a slow song but they each still held their drinks and the floor was so crowded that there wasn't much room to do more than sway. They finished dancing to the song and stayed on the floor for another couple of songs before the DJ began playing a slow song.

All around them couples began literally melting into each other's arms as their slow dancing generally became either a long, drawn out kiss as they swayed back and forth or something a little more explicit with hips and crotches grinding together very suggestively. Mike and Wendy remained one of the very few couples on the floor to actually dance together. They each still held their now empty glasses in one hand so Mike placed a hand on her side and she draped her free arm over his shoulder. As they danced for the rest of the song they generally kept a small space between them but Mike could feel a growing knot in his stomach and a certain tingling again in his cock at being this close and dancing with her. A couple of times they rubbed together as they danced and each time Mike felt an electric spark of excitement surge through him.

When the song ended they worked their way off the dance floor and moved back to the bar. After ordering another round they stood off the dance floor and watched the dancers. They chatted some while they finished their drinks and then moved out onto the dance floor themselves. They spent the next while either dancing or resting on the side of the dance floor and periodically going to the bar for more drinks. Mike had slowed his drinking some and was managing to maintain a nice buzz, but Wendy had kept drinking at a faster pace than on either of the previous two nights. A few rounds later Mike could tell that she was very drunk and having a ball dancing.

Mike had enjoyed her gradually growing drunkenness because as she got more and more drunk she became more and more physical on the dance floor. Mike knew in the rational side of his mind that he should be ashamed of himself for taking advantage of his mom's drunken state, but he was so horny from the past couple of nights and the whole atmosphere of the club seemed so very sexual that he couldn't resist. Besides, he wasn't doing anything as obvious as groping her or doing some of the things other couples were doing. He merely was responding to her actions even if it meant that his hands would sometimes slide down onto her hips as they danced or that he would occasional rub his crotch against either her ass or her crotch as they danced.

The crowd seemed to somehow grow throughout the night even though it felt like it was impossible to squeeze one more person inside the room. After Wendy finished another round of drinks they moved back out to the dance floor and resumed dancing. Mike was keenly aware that as she danced in front of him with her back turned she was rubbing her ass constantly back and forth against his crotch. The sensation soon had his cock growing stiff in his pants as he began to move his own hips from side to side to accentuate the sensation.

For the next song the DJ played another slow number and Wendy spun around and wrapped both of her arms under Mike's arms and around the middle of his back. He followed her lead and placed his hands on her hips as they began dancing closely together. Wendy pulled him even closer and turned her head to whisper into his ear. As they continued to dance pressed tightly together she began to speak.

"Mike, what I am about to say is hard for me so please let me finish and don't interrupt. Last night I came very close to doing something that I never imagined wanting to do. In fact, since this trip has started I feel like we have been moving very close to a fine line that should probably never be crossed." 

She stopped talking for a moment and Mike could feel the knot in his stomach tighten in hopeful anticipation of what she might say next.

"I can't deny it any longer," she continued, "I know it is wrong. But I also know that I want it very badly." She paused again and Mike could almost sense her struggling to find the courage and the right words to continue. "It would never have to leave this ship, but for the rest of this cruise I don't want to have to be your mother. I need to act on these feelings...I need...you."

When she finished she pulled away from Mike and looked him straight in the eyes. He could see that her eyes were glassy with tears as making her confession had obviously been very emotional for her. They stood staring into each other's eyes for a few more moments before Mike answered her plea by moving his lips to hers and meeting her in a soft, slow kiss. At first their kiss was tender as their lips pressed together and softly moved back and forth over each other, but it soon progressed to something more lustful.

Wendy parted her lips first and Mike immediately responded as their tongues met and began a dance of their own. Wendy's hands moved up Mike's back and she began running her fingers through his hair as they wildly kissed in the middle of the dance floor. The people surrounding them didn't even look twice at what to them was just another couple making out, but Mike wouldn't have cared at that moment if every person in the place was staring. He was about to live out a fantasy more wild and forbidden than anything he could ever have imagined and something which until three days ago had never crossed his mind.

As their kiss continued Mike couldn't resist any longer and he let his right hand slide down her hip and around her until he was caressing her ass through her dress. He could feel her moan into his mouth as they kissed. Her ass felt amazing through the sleek material of her dress and he loved feeling it pass under his fingers as his hand slid up and down her ass slowly.

They continued like this for a while longer. Mike couldn't tell if it was still the same song or if ten songs had passed since they started kissing as he was so wrapped up in what was happening. Wendy was the one who finally parted the kiss and took hold of his hand. Without a word she turned and began to cut a path through the crowd. Although she hadn't said anything to him Mike knew exactly where she was heading.

After they finally exited the club they walked hurriedly down the corridors to their cabin. They walked, holding hands, without saying a word. When they got to the door Mike keyed it open and they quickly moved inside and shut the door behind them. Once inside they resumed their wild embrace and this time Mike let his hands roam freely over her back and ass. The heat, the passion, the wantonness between them was beyond anything that Mike had ever felt before. As they eventually parted their kiss Mike began to speak but Wendy put her finger on his lips and said, "No talking. Just act on what you feel."




Reconnecting Ch. 02



Even on our second go around, his tongue not so gently massaging my clit sent a deep hunger for him through me. I gave in to the waves of pleasure, a ragdoll in his hands, as he held my hips firmly, pressing me into his agile tongue.

The gap of time since his tongue last explored between my legs had not affected its expertise in the least. Nor had it seemed to affect the familiarity and comfort we shared together as I was able to fully relax and succumb to the dance piece his tongue now performed on my pussy.

He was the only one who ever made it feel even better than my own finger, so much so, I often still imagined it was his cock head or tongue when I rubbed my clit. Alternating perfectly between direct pressure on my clit and longer wider licks across my folds, his actions served to straddle the line between simmer and fire. He would use his tongue to rub on my clit just enough to stoke the fire, then back off to teasing licks, kisses and blowing along my pussy folds.

As his tongue continued its magic, my hips grew more and more active, squirming around and unable to resist pressing into him with more and more force. He was not rushed by my gyrations, instead maintained the same luscious and tormenting measures keeping me on the edge of orgasm. 

The delights of his tongue between my legs continued to make me squirm all the more. Everything in me wanted to rub fiercely on my clit and top off the intense building orgasm he'd long fueled. Unable to stand it any longer, I pushed my pussy into him with a quick movement and let out a loud deep moan.

Knowing he'd taken me to my limits, he tightly grabbed my hips and pushed me against his tongue that darted squarely on my clit. With much pressure, he rubbed his tongue back and forth and around it and somehow managed to continue to do so as I squirmed and wiggled in his arms riding out each larger wave of my orgasm.

As I reached the peak, another groan exploded from my lips, much more loudly than I would have liked. Slowly, he released his grip on my hips and began softly running his tongue over and around my clit as my body relaxed and rode the last remnants of pleasure as they dissipated into a lingering warm glow.

Lying still, victim to his touch, I felt his tongue begin working its way up from my pussy, drag slowly over my mound, and then work up to my stomach. With light wet kisses, he worked his way up around both my boobs, then to my neck and finally my lips. 

I returned his deep kisses, and let my hands run through his long reddish brown hair and down along his shoulders. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my side and it did not take long for a heat between my legs to start pulsating again.

Reaching down, I let my hand find his hard shaft, and ran my fingers lightly up and down its length. I wrapped my fingers around the top, and let my thumb gently rub in circles around his tip and did the same motion around his tongue with mine. He broke our deep kiss to let out a long, "mmmmm", and smile at me. I returned his smile and while still holding his shaft blurted out, "What is it about you anyway?"

"I'm irresistible," he replied, as he laid back and gently pushed me down towards his crotch. "Feel free to play my wiener."

Though eager to play with his cock as he asked, I paused briefly, unable to turn from the jovial expression on his face, especially in his eyes. It was the same look I remembered from the first time we'd met so long ago. Something there, something in him, that made me feel welcomed and comfortable. Pondering a moment on that unexplained connection, I let my hand run gently against the side of his face.

"By the way, JD, hello," I said.

He laughed and replied, "Hi RT, how ya been darling?"

I leaned in and kissed his lips softly before moving to kneel beside his hips and take his balls in one hand and his shaft in the other. He let out a long breath as I rubbed them gently before leaning over to touch the tip of my tongue to the tip of his cock. Letting my tongue softly encircle around and around, I enjoyed his sighs and shutters to my titillations.

I ran my tongue up and down the length of this shaft a few times, then moved to kneel between his legs before taking as much as his cock as I could into my mouth. Taking his balls in both my hands, I held his cock in my mouth and let my tongue rub back and forth across the underside. Squeezing his nuts in my hands, I continued to hold his shaft in my mouth enjoying the fullness there as my pussy ached in its emptiness. I alternated between letting my tongue rub back and forth against his shaft and trying to suck him in deeper.

Continuing to eat up as much as his cock as I could, I enjoyed his writhing and staggered breaths, and knew he would soon be unable to deny me my favorite part. Keeping him in my mouth, I moved my hands from his sac long enough for us to move together to our sides and grabbed a pillow to support my head. I placed both my hands on his shaft, and let him know I was ready.

Slowly, he moved his hips to pull his cock from my mouth and through my hands, then pushed back in. I loved the feel of his hips pushing into my mouth, and continued to let my tongue massage his cock each time he entered.

It was not long before his thrusts began to move faster, and the forward motion lost itself to quick lust inspired jabs. Each of those uncontrollable jabs sent electricity through my body. I'd always found that hip movement deeply sexy. I felt my pussy yearn more and more to be filled with cock with each and every thrust into my mouth.

When he pushed in and held himself there, I knew he was near his edge. I remained still and gave him a few moments to find control again. I slowly released my hands from around his shaft, and let him slowly take his cock from my mouth. Letting my eyes linger on the wet tip, I moved my pillow underneath me and laid face down on the bed with my ass up just slightly awaiting his penetration.

Kneeling between my legs, he let his cock rub lightly against my ass, and rubbed it a bit up and back between my ass cheeks. Each moment of his hesitation made me all the more wet and eager to feel him inside me once more. Neither of us could hold out long, as I soon felt his hands guide his cock slowly into my pussy. He let it ever so slowly slide down in, then just held there, buried, warm and deep.

I lay still, lost in my lust, as long as I could. My hard nipples burned and I yearned to begin rubbing them into the bedding. When I could resist no longer, I tightened around his shaft, first slowly, then with urgency. I heard him groan deeply then slowly pulled out, paused a few agonizing seconds then drove back in hard, fast and deep.

We both let out guttural moans as he began to pump his cock in and out of me. He did a few long strokes, pulling out slowly and diving back in, then began shorter strokes, trying to push in deeper each time. When he hammered it home, he stayed in and pushed me down into the pillow that sent sparks into my clit.

The smaller waves I would ride to the largest in orgasm, quickly began as he pounded and gyrated down into me. His weight coming down on me with each poke was intoxicating as we both let out moans and groans of sexual passions. I could hear his panting, the bed creaking, and myself nearly yelling out with the pleasure of each stroke.

It felt so good each time his cock filled me, my thoughts were blinded by only his motions sending waves of pleasure through every bit of my body. I cherished each moment of his sliding in, then riding home and the pressure when he pushed down a bit more. Hoping for just a little longer, I moved my arm back and grabbed his leg to indicate for him to stay buried deep. He understood and with the next thrust, pushed down, then laid his body on me, his cock rammed deeply within me.

The lingering pause offered brief respite from the fire we shared, though it could not be held back for long. It was a contest between the lust for conclusion and desire for the current passion to last that much longer. His cock buried deep in me, his weight on my body, felt delicious, yet made me all the hungrier for that final drive.

Again, I could stand it no longer, and just as I was about to squeeze on his cock, he pulled out to start ramming back into me anew.

His pumps somehow seemed to have even more heat and urgency as he pushed into me. I could only grunt each time he drove down. Each slide of his cock seemed to send more sparks to my burning pussy. Every moment his meat delved into me was pure treasure. 

I could hear our grunts and groans grow louder and felt my hips squirm all the more as the heat between us reached towards explosion. He gripped my hips and began driving into me quickly, jerkily, and finally again burying deep as we both came and rode our own waves of ecstasy.

After time to let the final sparks flow from crotch out through fingertips, he rolled off of me to lie on his back. I moved the pillow out from under me and turned on my side, letting my leg drape over his. He turned his head to face me, and reached over to tuck a strand of my long black curly hair behind my ear. "So was that all you wanted, ready to let me go for another 16 years? 

I smirked, then moved to sit cross-legged beside him. "Well, at least I know now what I didn't know then."

"What's that?" He asked.

"You are the easiest guy to hang out with."

"Hang out?" He questioned, reaching out to cup one of my hanging boobs.

"Yeah, pretty much, I guess," I replied and leaned in, enjoying the feel of my boob in his hand.

Grasping as much of my boob as he could and giving it a squeeze, he said, "I think these grew, much more than a handful."

I scooted in closer, and got up on my knees to lean in over him more. "You just have to use both hands then."

With a smile, he wrapped both of his hands around my boob and rubbed it gently. 

"Do you think your hands have always felt best because they were the first?" I asked.

"No, it's just me, all my women tell me that."

I pulled back, got off the bed and tossed a pile of blankets back at him. "You are such a jerk, but you are so easy," I said, walking towards the bathroom. "I'm going to take a shower."

I was leaning over the tub, adjusting the water temperature when I felt him press his junk against my ass. I pulled up the tab to direct the water to the showerhead, then turned around and said, "Occupied." 

He stepped closer, moved his hand between my legs, and snaked a finger into my pussy, and replied, "Feels like there's room there to me." 

Keeping his finger inside me, he pushed me back into the shower and under the water's stream. Moving in close to me, he whispered, "The 18 year old in me wants to take you again right here, right now, but my 40 year equipment doesn't seem up to the task just yet."

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pushed my boobs against his chest, "No worries JD, we got the place for the whole night."

Reaching down and pulling his hand from between my legs, I led it to the bottle of body wash along the shower wall and said, "If you do me, I'll do you."

"Deal," he replied.

I grabbed a washcloth and after getting it wet, held it open, "You are best at the squirting."

With a grin, he turned the bottle over and squirted out way too much.

"Whoa," I said, "Just need a little."

"It's okay, I like when you are well lubed," he replied.

After indicating to me to turn around, he pushed up firmly against my backside to reach around and begin lathering up my front. Starting with my neck, he gave a quick lather, then worked down both arms before starting on my breasts. He paid them much more attention, all the while remained tightly pressed against me.

I happily leaned back into him and enjoyed his hands as they lathered each boob, trailed down my torso and firmly rubbed between my legs and down my thighs. He then turned me around and pressed my front against him while he lathered my backside.

He lathered, then cupped my ass, and said, "Feels like you are still doing a lot of walking, fine round ass."

"Is that your nice of way of describing my fat ass?" I countered.

He laughed. "Feels just fine to me girl."

After spending ample time squeezing and rubbing my ass, he handed me the washcloth. We turned so I was getting most of the water and could lather his body. I quickly cleaned both his arms, then let my hands linger over his chest, enjoying the view of the suds on his thin mat of reddish brown hair there. I rubbed down to his waist, then stepped in close, and pressed my tits against him while I reached around to lather his back. I much enjoyed the feel of my boobs and the suds slithering over his chest.

Eventually, I parted from him, then kneeled down to clean his dick. Starting at his waist, and ever so slowly worked my way down to his cock and balls. They were not without some rejuvenation. After lathering his legs, I reached around, to soap his ass. 

When I stood back up, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deeply. Still locked together he led in spinning us around the under the water a few times to rinse off. As I pressed myself tight in against him, my pussy was already burning to be filled up with him again. Without realizing it, I had begun slowly shaking my head back and forth.

"What?" He asked.

"Huh? Oh, nothing, just thinking it's been too long."

We stepped out of the shower, and while JD went to find his clothes, I pulled an old white V-neck T-shirt and baggy cut-off sweats from my bag. After putting them on quickly, I took a glance in the mirror. The T-shirt barely hid the outline of my nipples, and held tightly to my boobs. Looking back, I saw JD watching me and buttoning up his shirt.

"Leave it unbuttoned," I requested.

He complied, then started gathering up the mess we'd made.

On the counter, I had a bag with my usual must have overnight items, mostly the fixings for my daily mocha. "Are you secure enough in your masculinity to have a mocha with me?" I asked him.

"I could be convinced," he replied, "We could probably do with some fresh air."

As I prepared the mochas, he opened the door to the room and the windows and cleared off a little table by the window. I glanced over at him a couple times and he seemed to be checking on something outside.

With nothing left to do but wait for the milk and water to heat, I joined him at the table and gestured to where he'd been looking. "What are you up to agent JD?"

Letting his eyes linger on my nipples through my worn thin white T-shirt, he replied, "When I opened up the windows, I saw those curtains across the way there drop down. Nice shirt, by the way."

"Are you worried about those guys from earlier?" I asked.

"Not worried, just wondering if one will come out to play."

"Play?"

"Play," he replied, his expression and tone telling me exactly the type of play he meant. 

"With both of us? Have you done that?" I asked, hit by a sudden jolt of shyness and curiosity.

"No. But I kind if liked earlier today, knowing they had seen," he answered.

"You want him to watch us then?" I wondered.

Taking a moment to think through it and perhaps to find the nerve, he quietly replied, "I think I'd like to watch he and you, and maybe, well sort of direct things."

I sat back in my chair and let out a breath of air. "Geez man, I dunno if I could do that."

I stood and went to check on the water and milk, and wanted a few minutes alone to ponder his idea.

When I returned with two cups full of mocha with a swirl of whipped cream on top, JD was looking out the window. I followed his eyes and saw one of the men just leaving his room.

"So if he happens this way?" JD asked.

I turned my mocha mug in my hands and kept my eyes down at the table, both scared and intrigued.



Reconnecting Ch. 02



Hearing her use such seductive language drove Mike crazy and he initiated another wild kiss that brought them down onto the bed and left them lying beside each other wildly wrestling each other's tongues. Wendy let her tongue move away from his and he groaned loudly as she began tracing around his lips with her tongue. She continued to tease his mouth with her tongue and would move her tongue away whenever he tried to reach out with his own tongue. She then began to run her tongue over his cheeks until she reached his ears where she seductively ran her tongue over and around his ears until he was going out of his mind with pleasure.

She teased him like this for a while longer before she whispered, "Sit up." Mike did as instructed and watched as she stood up and then took his hand and guided him up until he was standing in front of her. She moved her hands to his shoulders and easily worked them under his jacket before she deftly pushed it off his shoulders and onto the floor. Next she loosened his tie all the way and pulled it off his neck. Before going any further she turned and moved quickly to the bathroom where she flipped on the bathroom light before returning to Mike.

In answer to his questioning look she simply said, "I like to be able to watch." As Mike let out an excited moan she then reached up to his top button and quickly opened up all the buttons on his dress shirt before pulling it out of his pants and tossing it aside. She pulled his undershirt over his head and then ran her fingers lavishly over his naked chest and stomach. She leaned down and began to kiss and lick at this shoulders and neck but Mike couldn't take any more teasing. 

He took her shoulders and pulled her away from him. "I need you," was all he whispered. She jumped into his arms and they exchanged another hungry kiss with their tongues wildly dancing between their mouths. She slipped out of the kiss and sat on the edge of the bed before him. She brought her fingers to the front of his pants and he watched her red fingernails move easily as she unbuttoned and then unzipped his pants. She took hold of the waistband of his pants and pushed both them and his boxers down his legs in one motion. He stepped out of them and she tossed them aside before looking at his hard cock, which pointed straight out in front of him. His tip was only inches from her mouth and he began to move towards her in the hopes of seeing her red lips wrap around his cock and suck him.

Wendy stopped him by putting her hands on his stomach and said, "Later. I need to fuck you first." Hearing his mom say out loud that she wanted to fuck him almost made his knees buckle. She pushed him back slightly and stood up off the bed before him. She spun around and Mike immediately grasped the zipper in the middle of her back and pulled it down to her waist. He tried to push the dress off her shoulders but she spun around to face him.

She rolled her shoulders and slowly let her dress drop off of them. Mike watched in horny fascination as the dress slowly slipped down her finally stopping at her waist. Mike stared at her bra. It was a black push up bra that only covered the bottom half of her tits. He could see the tops of her nipples peaking out over the scalloped edge of each cup and stared at them for a moment before his gaze was drawn to the deep cleavage the bra created.

Wendy paused and clearly loved the lustful stare as she swayed her tits back and forth temptingly for him to watch. She finally reached up behind her and unhooked the clasp. Cupping each of her tits she slowly removed the bra and dropped it to the floor beside her. 

Mike couldn't take any more watching or teasing.  His hands shot out to her waist and he pushed her dress over her hips and let it fall onto the floor at her feet. He gasped when he saw her pussy exposed to his view. She hadn't been wearing any panties! That idea sent a shiver down his back and was about the most erotic thing he could have thought of at that point.

He moved to her and they again met in a wild kiss. He immediately guided her back to the edge of the bed and they fell together onto it. As she lay down on her back Wendy spread her legs wide open for him. Mike moved between them and easily guided the tip of his cock to the dripping wet entrance to her pussy.

He thrust into her and drove his entire length inside her in one long stroke. She groaned loudly and wrapped her legs around his ass as she threw her arms up over her head. Mike lowered himself down on her and met her again in a deep tongue kiss as he held his cock fully imbedded in her. Wendy kissed him back hungrily but then gasped, "Do it. Fuck me."

Mike didn't need any further encouragement and he pushed himself up with his arms and started stroking his cock in and out of her pussy. As they fucked he looked down at her and watched her react. Her eyes were closed and her face was a mask of shear pleasure and lust as she groaned over and over as he fucked her. He looked further down and marveled at how sexy the white pearls looked draped around her neck as she rocked back and forth under him from the force of his thrusts. His eyes finally stopped at her tits as they wobbled and swayed back and forth across her chest temptingly. 

Unable to resist them any longer he lowered his head to her left tit and began swirling his tongue around and around her already hard nipple. She moaned loudly and then gasped, "Yes!" when he took the hard nipple into his mouth and began sucking on it.

Mike desperately wanted to control this fuck and make it last all night, but he was already far too caught up in the passion and lust of being with her that he knew the end was near. He sucked harder on her nipple and she responded by groaning "yes" over and over. Hearing her be this vocal was the final straw and he began pumping his cock in and out of her harder and faster than before. He released her nipple to give him better leverage and drove himself into her about four more times before he started cumming.

With a loud groan he drove himself as deeply into her as he could and pressed into her firmly as he shot load after thick load of his cum deep inside her. She pushed her pussy up into him as he pressed into her and she began to grind her hips from side to side. It was during about the fourth or fifth jet of his cum that her eyes jumped open and she cried out loudly. Her legs again wrapped tightly around his ass and he felt her pussy quiver and shake all around his cock. He watched her face as she came and he was sure that he would never again see anything as erotic as watching her facial expressions as her orgasm washed over her in wave after wave while she stared up into his eyes.

Their combined orgasms seemed to last for several minutes and when they both had finally finished Mike collapsed on top of her and they lay there regaining their breath and composure. After a while they began to kiss each other softly. These kisses were much more tender and soft than before and they each took their time slowly kissing and being with their new lover.

Mike eventually rolled off of her and they continued kissing and letting their hands explore each other much more sexually than they had the night before. Wendy fondled his wet cock and balls in her fingers and Mike began to finally fully explore and caress her beautiful tits. Mike quickly became deeply engrossed in caressing the tits that he had been watching and thinking about the past few days and Wendy enjoyed his touch so much that she removed her hand from his cock and lay back savoring his attentions.

Mike explored every part of her soft tits first with his hands and then with his lips and tongue. He let his tongue drag slowly back and forth over both tits and the canyon between them. He only occasionally let his attention move to her nipple and preferred to explore the soft flesh around the nipples and build her up slowly for when he finally did focus his attention on them.

She encouraged him greatly through her moans of pleasure and through her touch. She ran her hands through his hair or across his back and Mike could practically feel her excitement in the touch. He continued caressing and playing with her tits for a long while longer. He had lost all track of time at this point but he eagerly continued until Wendy pulled him away and whispered, "My turn."

She rolled him onto his back and sat up beside him. She placed her hands on his chest and began to run her fingers over and over his chest and stomach before dropping them down to his legs. After a short while of this teasing she let her fingers return to his now semi hard cock. She caressed his balls and softly rolled them between her fingers before slipping her fingers around his shaft. Instead of stroking him she began to let her fingers lightly pass up and down his shaft. Mike groaned at her teasing and she smiled at his reaction.

She continued playing with his cock as he reached up a hand and began to caress her tits again while she sat next to him. That only lasted a short while, however, as she leaned down over him and brought her mouth to his cock. She opened her mouth wide and took nearly his whole length in her mouth in one movement. Mike moaned at the sight of her red lips bobbing up and down on his hard shaft. She opened her mouth after a while and began to run her tongue up and down his shaft before licking the tip of his cock luridly.

She sucked him for a while longer before she crawled on top of him and lowered her pussy onto his waiting cock. Since they had both already released their initial pent up tensions they were able to fuck slower and take their time enjoying each other. Wendy put her hands on his chest for support and began to expertly ride his cock. Mike was in heaven feeling her pussy around his cock and watching her move confidently over him.

She rode him for a long while like this and then pushed herself up straight over him and began to fondle her own tits as they fucked. Mike groaned and encouraged her on as she bounced up and down on his cock and played with her own tits. She then dropped a hand to her pussy and began to tease her clit as they fucked. She kept this up for a while more and as her own excitement grew she focused less on fucking Mike and more on feeling her own tits and clit. She finally sat down on him so his cock was deep inside her and frantically rubbed her fingers over her clit as she rolled her hard nipple between her fingers. When she came she threw her head back and Mike could feel her pussy practically explode around his cock. It twitched and spasmed as her whole body shook from the force of her orgasm.

When it finally passed she put her hands back on his chest and resumed fucking Mike with a passion. She drove herself up and down over him and quickly had him worked to the point of losing control. The most erotic aspect of this for Mike was that she was looking down into his eyes as they fucked. He could feel her big tits and hard nipples rocking back and forth on his chest and her pussy held his cock perfectly. He stared up into her eyes and was lost in the look of lust she had as she rode his cock. He had been struggling against his own orgasm for a while when she said, "Let yourself go. I want to watch you cum."

That was all Mike needed and he almost immediately started cumming inside her. He tried to maintain his eye contact but the sensation was too strong and he closed his eyes as he pumped more cum into her pussy. She hummed contentedly and continued to ride his cock until he started to grow soft and slipped out of her.

Lowering herself on top of him they met again in a kiss that lasted for a long time. The night continued as they again kissed and fondled each other mutually while they recovered from their efforts. Eventually, Wendy began stroking Mike's cock again and he was surprised when she was able to get it hard fairly quickly. She sucked it and licked it in turn with stroking it between her fingers until Mike was rock hard again and ready for more.

They ended the night fucking in the missionary position once again. This fuck started much slower than their first. They exchanged many deep kisses as they fucked and looked deeply into each other's eyes between the kisses. It was as if they were practiced lovers as they mutually brought each other to the brinks of their orgasms simultaneously. 

Wendy whispered, "I'm ready, cum for me." Mike began fucking her wildly and she began grunting every time he drove his cock inside her. Faster than he expected he gasped, "I'm cumming!" and started to cum for the third time that night.

"Yessss!" Wendy cried as he kept fucking her hard and fast. Just as his own orgasm was ending she moaned and he felt her pussy tighten again around his cock. He kept fucking her as she came and then crumpled onto the bed beside her as soon as she was finished. They kissed each other a few times and then both fell asleep completely exhausted from their efforts.

Mike woke up the next morning in the same spoon position he had awakened after their first night. Her back was to him and he was pressed tightly against her naked body. His cock nestled against her ass and his arm draped over her and around her stomach. The first time he awoke like this he was surprised and embarrassed, but this time it felt comfortable and right.

He snuggled against her as she began to stir also. The flood of memories from the previous night came back to him as he held her tight. The night had been so intense and they had both been so completely drained by the time they fell asleep that she was still wearing her high-heeled shoes and the pearl necklace. In the warm glow of the morning sun she looked radiant and sexy lying there in his arms.

He knew that what they had done, what they would be doing, was supposed to be wrong and illegal. But he also knew that it felt so perfect and wonderful and sexy. Besides, he reasoned, they were both well-adjusted adults who fully consented to what happened. As long as they were on this ship they were perfect strangers to everyone else on board and could continue their illicit affair in perfect anonymity. 

Wendy stirred again and whispered, "Good morning."

Mike answered her and began to lightly caress her stomach with his hand. She purred at his touch and pressed herself back against him. "Last night was incredible," she said.

"You were incredible," Mike answered her honestly. They lay in silence for a while as Mike continued to caress and rub her stomach and side with his hand. It didn't take long for his hand to be drawn toward her tits and he slowly moved up her stomach. 


When his hand cupped her tit and he began to massage it softly she moaned and then whispered, "Oh God." After a short silence she added, "Mike, I hadn't been with another man since your dad left. Well, really the last two months with him we had grown pretty distant, so I haven't been with a man..."

"Don't talk," Mike interrupted her softly. "We don't need to talk or understand. All we need is to enjoy what is happening." As he spoke he intensified his massaging of her tits and began to let his fingers play over her nipples. 

She gasped as he fondled her and then softly whispered, "Thank you, Mike." 

They lay like that for a long, long time with Mike massaging and exploring her tits patiently. Before long both of her nipples were hard and excited. Mike let his fingers roam over and around the excited points and Wendy moaned appreciatively.

In his own excitement Mike's cock had slowly grown and was now nearly fully hard as it pressed against her ass. She clearly felt his excitement as she began to rock her ass from side to side rubbing it against his cock as it moved. He continued massaging her tits for a while longer until his own growing excitement was more than he could resist.

He sat up and guided her over onto her stomach. He moved behind her and she instinctively knew what he wanted as she pushed her knees under her and shoved her ass up in the air. Mike gently took her hips in his hands and guided his cock toward her pussy. He immediately found it and was happy to find that it was already soaking wet. Clearly she had enjoyed his massaging her tits.

He rubbed his cock up and down in the slick juices to further her excitement and prolong the fuck just a few more seconds. Catching him by surprise she pushed herself back into him sinking his cock into her pussy causing them to simultaneously groan as he entered her. She pushed herself back until she was pressed tightly against him and the full length of his cock was inside her.

Mike moved his hands to her lower back and began to massage her there and on her ass as he started fucking her. He looked down and watched his glistening cock disappearing and reappearing from inside her. He watched her pussy as his cock slipped in and out and her excited pussy lips seemed to try to grasp at him as he pulled his cock out of her. He looked up toward her head as they continued their fuck and saw that her head was buried in a pillow. He looked at her back and was excited to see her shift her position slightly under him. She pulled her right hand out from under her head and moved it underneath her. Before her hand even reached its destination he knew where it was going.

He pulled his cock out until just the tip remained in her and, through the gap between their bodies, watched her fingers reaching for and finding her clit. He held still for a few moments as he watched her fingertips exploring her pussy and clit with his cock just barely inside her. He was drawn back into their fuck as she pushed herself back into him again driving his cock inside her deeply once again. He renewed his fucking and loved the feeling of her fingers occasionally brushing against his cock or balls as she added pleasure for herself on top of their fuck.

He again looked down and watched his cock moving in and out of her for a short while before his gaze was drawn slightly higher to her asshole. In this position and in the bright morning light it was exposed to his hungry gaze and he watched in move and flex as his cock moved in and out of her pussy. He moved his hands down to her ass and began to massage it lustily as he stared at her asshole. He briefly thought about slipping his fingers down to her asshole and starting to finger fuck her ass. He did this often with Cindy and she loved it. Something made him decide to wait so he contented himself with their increasingly wild fuck and with massaging her ass.

His efforts of the past night left him with a great control over himself and he used it to great advantage. He pumped her pussy increasingly harder and faster until now their bodies were slapping loudly together and he could hear her pussy making wet, slurping noises as they fucked. She moaned repeatedly and occasionally urged him to fuck her. Suddenly, she made a very loud groan and Mike felt her pussy clenching and spasming all around him as he continued fucking her aggressively. Her breathing came in short gasps as her orgasm played out and she finally began breathing deeply again when it passed.

Seeing her cum in the bright light of morning had pushed Mike to the edge of control and he gripped her hips tightly and began to forcefully drive himself into her. She grunted in response to his thrusts and then said, "Oh yes!" when he started cumming. Mike grunted over and over as he unloaded another deposit of his cum deep inside her. 

After he finished cumming he pushed his cock deeply inside her and held still simply enjoying being joined with her and feeling the warm wetness of her around him. She finally shifted and caused his cock to slip out of her with a distinct slurping sound. She rolled over onto her back and pulled him down on top of her. His deflating cock pressed tightly against her wet pussy as they exchanged a series of long, deep kisses.




Reconnecting Ch. 02



After what felt like perhaps hours more of their kissing and caressing each other or just lying happily in each other's arms Mike said that he could use a shower and something to eat. Wendy eagerly agreed with him and he offered her the first turn in the shower. They briefly discussed trying to shower together but ultimately decided that the cramped shower was too small for both of them to fit.

She sat up on the edge of the bed and finally removed her shoes and necklace from the previous night. Mike watched her naked body glide across the floor as she stepped into the shower without bothering to close the bathroom door. When she finished and stepped out of the shower to begin toweling off Mike felt his cock twitch as he watched. He briefly thought about walking over and fucking her again right there but he knew he needed something to eat and a little more time to recover so he resisted. Instead, he took her place in the shower and by the time he came out she was already dressed and waiting for him.

As they ate they discussed what they should do for the rest of the day and ultimately decided that some time in a sauna would feel great to help work out the kinks from their previous night's exertions. They asked around and got directions to the sauna after they changed into their suits back in their cabin.

The sauna was inside one of the health clubs on board so they checked in at the desk and got their instructions. He gave them the usual run down of things like not spending too much time in there and not getting light headed but the final thing he said caught Mike's attention. Almost as an afterthought he added, "Clothing is optional."

They dropped their towels outside the entrance and stepped inside still wearing their suits. Inside they found four other couples and Mike immediately noticed that all the others were naked. Nobody spoke as they entered but most of the others smiled or nodded at them. They found a place to sit in one of the corners to let the hot air loosen their muscles and relax them. After only a few moments Wendy began stirring beside him and Mike was shocked to see her removing her bikini top and then slipping off her bottoms until she sat down again completely naked beside him. He looked over at her slightly surprised as she shrugged playfully and whispered, "When in Rome..."

Mike shrugged back at her and then stood up to push off his own suit. He tossed it aside and sat down again completely exposed to everyone in the room. Ordinarily he was not keen on being this forward in front of others but he figured that he would never see these people again and he had already taken a much bigger leap than this so what the hell. 

He did notice that several of the others in the room, men and women both, had either glanced or openly stared at his cock. Unexpectedly, he felt a little twinge of excitement to know that these complete strangers were staring at him. He tried to be discreet as he let his eyes scan the other naked women in the room as he paid particular attention to their exposed tits. He concluded scanning the room and his gaze came back to Wendy beside him and he openly admired her tits once again.

She noticed his stare and teased him by suggestively wiping away some of her sweat that had been running down her tits. They sat in the sauna for a while longer and watched as two of the other couples got up and left. Mike was intrigued to notice that Wendy was watching the others just as eagerly as he had been earlier. 

Eventually, they decided to leave and stood up to slip their suits back onto their sweating bodies. They got out of the sauna and toweled off quickly before agreeing that some sun and swimming was what they needed. 

Wendy quickly located a couple of chairs on the pool deck as Mike stopped at the poolside bar and ordered them some drinks. The pool area was actually a lot less crowded than it had been on their previous visits. It was already late in the afternoon and it seemed that lots of people were already leaving to get ready for the evening and night.

They relaxed in the sun for a while and then each jumped into the pool. They swam around and as they lounged in the water Mike wasn't shy about hugging or touching her. She had again decided to wear her new bikini that left her tits teasingly exposed to everyone's view. As they stood on the bottom of the pool in water that was just up to the tops of her shoulders Mike took several opportunities to caress her tits or her ass under the water. At one point he moved up directly behind her and wrapped both arms around her and cupped each of her tits as he pushed his cock against her ass. He had seen many other couples acting like this in the pool over the past few days so he knew that nobody would really look twice at them being so forward in the pool.

They climbed out of the pool and relaxed again as a few more couples left the pool deck. After a while longer Wendy asked, "One more swim?" Mike quickly agreed and they got back in the water. At this point there were only three other couples in the huge pool and perhaps another ten or twelve scattered in the chairs around the pool. The sun was very near the horizon and getting ready to set but it was still quite hot outside.

After lounging in the pool for a while longer Mike seized another opportunity to caress her tits under the water. Her reaction this time caught Mike by surprise. They again were standing in water that came to just about the tops of her shoulders. He had snuck up behind her and again wrapped his arms around her bringing them down on her tits as he squeezed and fondled them. Before she had just giggled and shrugged him off, but this time she spun around until she was directly facing him. Without saying a word she embraced him in a deep kiss and wrapped both her arms and legs around him. Their tongues wrestled and played back and forth eagerly as Mike felt her legs wrapping around his waist and clutching him tightly.

His hands slipped down her back and quickly found her ass as he began to fondle her eagerly. This was still the sort of behavior that Mike had seen in many other couples using the pool so he was sure that they were still more or less inconspicuous. Her next move really surprised him as she let one of her hands snake down his chest and stomach between their bodies. Her fingers found the knot that he had tied on the waistband of his suit and she quickly untied it. With a few pushes of her fingers his suit was pushed down just far enough that his quickly growing cock was able to spring out into the pool. She stroked his cock a few times until it was hard again and then she released his cock for a brief moment.

Throughout all of this they had never stopped kissing excitedly. Mike had become worried that perhaps they were being too obvious but he wasn't about to stop her now. She grasped his cock again and quickly shifted her position until he felt her pussy lips on the tip of his cock. As she released his cock she lowered herself down onto him sinking his cock into her pussy once again. She moved her arm back up and wrapped both arms over his shoulders and around his neck as she kept her legs wrapped around his waist.

Mike still held her ass and found that he was easily able to support her with the aide of the water. He quickly discovered that by flexing his knees up and down as she rocked her hips back and forth that they could achieve a wonderful fuck without moving too obviously. Their excitement grew as they fucked and Wendy broke their kiss and hugged him tightly. Mike was now far beyond caring if others were watching them but he still looked around to see if they had been noticed. For the most part the other couples in and around the pool seemed to be unaware of their actions but he did notice that two of the couples seemed to be watching them closely.

The knowledge that these others knew that they were fucking in the daylight in a crowded area only served to further excite Mike. As if she could sense his thoughts Wendy huskily whispered into his ear, "They're watching us."

Mike gave her ear a lurid lick and then whispered, "I don't care."

This seemed to be the spark that she had been waiting for as she almost immediately dropped down onto him forcing his whole cock inside her. She rolled her hips back and forth and brought her mouth down on his shoulder. Mike felt her body and pussy reacting and knew that she was cumming. She held her mouth tightly against his shoulder and even began to bite down slightly as she tried to keep quiet. 

Seeing and feeling her cum pushed Mike right to the edge of his own orgasm. They continued fucking for a short while longer before she lifted her head up to his ear again and whispered, "They're still watching." Mike let a soft groan escape his lips at the idea that this unknown other couple was watching them fuck. Wendy then softly licked his ear and said, "Do you like fucking your mommy while they watch?"

That was more than Mike could handle and he immediately felt his cum rise from his balls and begin to fill her pussy.  He managed to contain himself so that only a long sigh escaped his lips. She had remained quiet through her orgasm but when she felt his cum filling her a low moan escaped from deep in her throat. Mike knew the moan was loud enough for others to hear but he was too involved finishing his orgasm to care. 

When they had finished they exchanged another long kiss before finally drifting apart in the water. They each quickly readjusted their suits and started to make their way over to the ladder to climb out of the pool. About halfway there another of the remaining couples in the pool swam over toward them. The other couple swam right up to them and the woman softly said to Wendy, "That was so fucking hot." Wendy looked a little embarrassed but thanked her. The other couple then moved to the ladder in front of them but not before the woman added, "When we fuck tonight we'll be thinking of you."

Before either Mike or Wendy could reply they climbed up and out of the pool. The woman climbed out of the pool first and Mike stared at her as she walked away from them. She was a total knockout with long blonde hair and a killer body. Her ass was completely exposed to his view as she wore only a thong. He watched her walk away before looking back at Wendy. She seemed equally enthralled with watching the other couple leave. Mike had only glanced at the man in the other couple but he appeared to be very muscular and good looking. When Wendy noticed Mike looking at her they exchanged smiles and a short laugh before they climbed out of the pool and gathered up their towels before heading back to their cabin.

Back in the cabin they kissed deeply for a long while before taking turns in the shower once again. Mike showered first and dressed casually for the evening. They hadn't discussed their plans yet so he asked her what she thought they should do when he heard the water shut off in the shower. "I don't know," she answered back through the door. "I don't know if I'm up for a club like last night," she added. Mike agreed with her and she finally concluded, "Why don't we grab some dinner and come back here?"

She came out of the shower dressed in shorts and a tank top with a button up shirt over it. They took each other's hands and went off in search of some dinner. They both were starving and were happy to find a small, quiet restaurant away from the main party area of the ship. They ordered and ate a big meal, but tonight they didn't linger over dinner as they had been doing on previous nights. Mike knew that much more enjoyable things awaited back in their cabin and was in no hurry to waste time sitting in a restaurant.

They wrapped their arms around each other's waists on the walk back to their cabin and Mike couldn't help but take the opportunity to slip his hand down to her ass and fondle her through her shorts. "Michael Dean," she said in a mock scolding voice, "don't you ever think about anything else?"

They reached the door soon afterwards and quickly went inside. All evening Mike had been having one thought run through his mind over and over. He had experienced his mom in several different positions so far as they had fucked and she had briefly sucked his cock. However, he hadn't yet sucked on her sweet pussy and he very much planned to take care of that tonight. Mike absolutely loved sucking and licking out his lover's pussy. He would often spend long sessions between Cindy's legs making her cum two or three times in a row before he finally drove his cock into her drenched pussy and fucked her for all he was worth.  

He and Wendy fell into each other's arms and began a hungry kiss. As they continued kissing they stripped off each other's clothes until they were standing naked in each other's arms next to the bed. Mike guided her down onto the bed and sat down next to her. He looked down at her excited body and ran his fingers up her stomach to her tits. As he fondled her tits softly he whispered, "You really are beautiful."

Wendy smiled and answered, "I bet you say that to all the women you are about to fuck." Hearing his mom use such course language sent an electric thrill through him. True, hearing her talk about them fucking wasn't nearly as taboo as them actually fucking, but still something about hearing his mother so openly speak of them fucking excited him. 

Mike leaned down and began to kiss and lick her all over her stomach. He was just preparing to move down toward her pussy when she took his head and pulled it up away from her. She looked him directly in the eyes with an expression that let him know she was about to say something important. She paused for a moment and Mike could almost see her trying to form the words. Finally she asked, "Michael, will you suck my pussy?"

Hearing her ask so directly for the very thing that he had been wanting to do to her excited him and made his cock twitch. "Yes," was all Mike said in reply. He was shocked that she had asked him so formally but was eager to begin fulfilling her request. 

Wendy groaned at Mike's enthusiastic answer and he immediately sat up as she lay back down on her back. Mike moved into a similar position as when they had ended their massage the other night, but this time he acted out his fantasy of lowering his head between her spread legs until his lips were at her pussy. He started lightly licking at the folds and lips of her pussy. She immediately let out a long groan and spread her legs even wider for him.

He slowly teased her pussy and loved every minute of it. He eagerly dipped his tongue inside her pussy and tasted her juices. She moved her hands down to his head and began running her fingers through his hair over and over. Mike could sense her quickly drawing close to another orgasm and continued his teasing desperate to feel her cum on his face like this. He teased her by fucking her with his tongue over and over and finally concentrated his efforts on her clit. He found it easily and swirled his tongue around and around it repeatedly. This was the final straw for Wendy and she pulled his face tightly against her pussy as she started to cum. He kept licking at her clit as she ground her hips from side and side and pulled his face tightly against her. 

She finally loosened her grip on his head and he could feel her relax back into the bed as she finished cumming. He moved away from her clit but continued licking and sucking at her pussy softly as she recovered from her orgasm. She let out several low moans as Mike never stopped exploring her pussy.

"Oh God Mike, that feels so good," she moaned. "I've never felt that before."

Mike stopped and looked up at her in disbelief. "You mean dad never did this for you?" he asked.

"No," she answered, "he said that real men didn't do that."

Without another word Mike dropped his head back between her legs and continued sucking and licking at her pussy with renewed vigor. What an asshole, Mike thought, he surely didn't know what he was missing. Wendy was now completely his for the taking as she lay with her legs spread wide for him and completely gave herself over to his eager tongue and lips on her pussy.

Knowing that he was giving her something that she had perhaps never felt before sent a jolt through Mike. He decided right then and there that he wanted to make her cum over and over again by licking and sucking at her sweet pussy and that he wouldn't stop until she begged him to quit from exhaustion. The whole time he let his tongue dance over and around her pussy he couldn't get his mind off the fact that he might be taking her "oral" virginity. The thought of him being able to give his mom such an intimate, sexual gift like this was wildly exciting to him.

He used every trick he knew and took his sweet time licking and exploring her pussy. He pulled her over closer to the edge of the bed so that he could kneel on the floor and have his head be almost directly in line with her pussy. This helped removed the strain on his neck and let him continue licking at her for much longer. She came several more times as he never stopped teasing her pussy. 

After yet another orgasm she gasped to Mike that she needed a small break. "I think I might pass out," she added. Mike partially granted her request and moved away from her pussy for a brief while and began to focus on licking and kissing her inner things up and down each leg. He savored doing this to the same areas he had massaged two nights previous when the idea of fucking her was still just a forbidden fantasy.

He ended up only giving her a brief pause as he had come up with a nasty idea while sucking her pussy a short time earlier and he was eager to try it. She was still completely giving herself over to him and had just been lying back and massaging her own tits as he had focused all of his efforts on pleasuring her pussy. Knowing that she was so willing to let him explore her and that she seemed eager for everything so far made him grow bolder and decide to try something more daring.

He first guided her back toward the center of the bed and crawled between her legs. He then moved his arms under her thighs and pushed her legs up over his back. This had the effect of spreading her legs wider apart but letting her rest them on him so it wasn't as uncomfortable for her. He returned to licking her pussy and began to fuck her with his tongue once again. She groaned loudly as his tongue entered her and made no effort to stop him so Mike felt confident to carry on. He withdrew his tongue and began swirling it over her swollen pussy lips. He then moved it back to her wet hole, but instead of dipping inside again he let his tongue slide down lower until he was licking the skin between her pussy and asshole.

She reacted strongly to this and let out a long moan so he was confident in what he was planning next. He took his time teasing this sensitive patch of skin as Wendy clearly was enjoying it. She shifted under him so her legs were spread even wider and had begun moaning rhythmically. He then let his tongue drift even lower until it was directly over her asshole. He swirled his tongue around and around in circles over her tight hole and she reacted by again groaning loudly and trying to open her legs even wider for him.

He moved his tongue around and around her hole for a while longer and finally positioned it directly over her asshole. He moved it forward and tried to push it up her ass. As his pressure grew stronger her reaction grew rapidly and she began saying, "Oh fuck, that feels so good. Yes, do it, do it!" He teased her like this for a while longer and had her rapidly worked into a frenzy of lust. He lifted his mouth from her ass and softly asked, "Do you want me to fuck you here?"

The question seemed to shock her as her eyes opened wide and she stared down at him with a look of disbelief and excitement in her eyes. He looked deeply into her eyes and asked, "Do you want me to put my finger up your ass and fuck you with it?" 




Reconnecting Ch. 03



Mike was the first to begin to wake up the next morning. He was soon hit by the realization that this was the last full day of the cruise as they were scheduled to return to the dock late the following afternoon. The past few days had been so amazingly hot and the forbidden sex with his mom had been far better than anything he could ever have dreamed. He looked at her sleeping on her back next to him and wished that the cruise could last much longer.

He watched her tits and particularly her nipples move up and down with her slow, regular breathing. Before too long he couldn't resist and he thought about moving his hand over and caressing her tits. He thought briefly about how sexy it was to wake her up by fondling her tits and then got a better idea. He leaned his head over her and began to very lightly kiss and lick her tits. 

He kept his touches very soft and feathery in the hopes that she would only gradually wake up and the first thing she would feel would be his mouth on her. After a short while she stirred and let out a soft moan as he continued exploring her with his mouth. As he had hoped, she seemed to gradually wake up and when she finally did open her eyes she looked down at him and gave him a very sexy smile. "Honestly, Michael," she teased, "is that all you think about?"

Mike gave her hardening nipple one final swirl with his tongue before he answered, "With you, yes." He lowered his head back to her tits and continued kissing and licking for a long while. She eventually took his shoulders and rolled him around so he was now lying on his back and she was kneeling over him. For a moment Mike wondered what she was going to do, but then she leaned over him and stopped only when her big, heavy tits dangled just inches away from his face.

Mike raised his head to try and lick them but she pulled away and just out of his reach. They repeated this for a short while with her teasing him with her tits before Mike finally just reached up with his hands and took hold of them. 

"No fair," she whispered, "you aren't playing by the rules." She took his hands in hers and pulled them slowly away from her tits. She interlaced her fingers with his and then leaned forward stopping only when his hands were pinned under hers as she leaned forward. She shifted her position slightly and again let her tits hang right in front of his face.

Mike sat patiently just loving the feel of being held down by her and stared at her excited tits. She slowly began to drag her tits all over his face and he could feel her hard nipples in particular sliding all over his cheeks and forehead. He remained still for a while and just enjoyed the feeling before he opened his mouth and began softly licking and kissing her tits as they moved over his mouth.

Wendy moaned and they continued like this for a long while. It seemed to Mike that she loved to have her tits played with and that made him very happy as he was quite content to simply suck and fondle them for hours.

Moving down slightly she drug her tits down to his chest and then paused as she looked down into his eyes. He could see the gleam of lust in her eyes as she softly said, "My my, Michael. What a horny young man you have become. What ever shall I do with you?"

Before he could answer she lowered her mouth to his and their lips and tongues met in a long, passionate kiss. She still had his hands pinned under hers and Mike found the relative helplessness of his position to be very exciting. She hadn't even yet touched his cock but he was already hard as a rock.

As they kissed she swung her leg over him and came down straddling his stomach. Now as they kissed Mike had the extra sensation of feeling her pussy pressing against his stomach. It was already warm and damp when she first settled down onto him, but as their kiss lasted for many more long minutes he felt it gradually becoming wetter and warmer.

Wendy moved away from Mike's mouth slightly and began to very seductively kiss and lick him all over his face and neck. She made sure to cover every part of his face and neck, but she spent the most time on his neck and then on and around his ears. As she slowly licked his ears she would periodically exhale softly into his ear causing Mike to grow very excited. He had never had a lover do that to him before and he would never have guessed that a simple breath on his ear would have such a strong effect.

During a break in her teasing of his ear she nuzzled against him and whispered, "Do you want me to fuck you now?"

"Yes," he moaned.

"Ask me for it," she instructed gently.

"Please fuck me," Mike whispered, "I need to feel your pussy around me. I need to cum inside you." He paused as she sat up slightly and waited until they were looking straight into each other's eyes before he added, "Please, mom, fuck me."

Her eyes widened when he referred to her as mom and her facial expression seemed to immediately change as her lust grew to a higher level. Without moving her own hands or releasing Mike's, she moved back and lifted herself off of him. She very quickly positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy and then let her weight drop down on him as his full cock slipped inside her.

They each let out moans of lust and satisfaction immediately. She began to slowly ride up and down his cock still keeping his hands pinned against the bed. Mike was in ecstasy as this position put her tits directly over his face. As she shifted up and down over his cock her tits swayed erotically right over his face. He watched them as Wendy held herself up as straight as she could while still keeping his hands pinned down.

The additional experience she had gained with sex through her years clearly showed to Mike as they fucked. Her riding him now produced feelings and sensations and generally affected Mike far more than any of his previous lovers had done when they fucked him like this. Previously, this position had mostly appealed to Mike because he was able to watch his lover's tits and face clearly as they fucked and it helped to prolong his own orgasm, but she was driving him out of his mind with the sensations she was currently giving him.

At one point he felt himself getting close to cumming so he whispered, "If you keep that up I'm going to cum."

She clearly wasn't ready for that so she shifted her position and tempo slightly to let him gain his control. She continued for a long while before she finally did lift her hands off the bed and sit up straight over him. She still kept her fingers laced with his so Mike now had his elbows on the bed with his forearms straight up in the air. Wendy held his fingers tightly and used his arms to help support her as she fucked him in this new position.

Mike greedily stared at her tits as they rocked and swayed across her chest. He stared at them for a long time before he let his gaze move up to her face. When he looked up he saw that she had her eyes wide open and they gazed directly into each other's eyes as they fucked. Looking so directly into her eyes drew Mike completely into her and he lay still enjoying her fuck, lost in her eyes for what could have been hours. Everything became a blur of sexual energy and passion.

Wendy ultimately broke their gaze as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes. Mike watched her facial expressions change and he guessed that she was near to her own orgasm. She continued fucking him as she sat straight up over him for several more minutes until she began to breath heavier and moan softly. Mike stared at her eagerly wanting to see her cum. He partially wished he could reach up and hold her tits as she came but he was enjoying being "captive" to her too much to even try to move his hands away.

Finally, she looked straight back down into his eyes and they held each other's gaze as she worked herself to the brink of her orgasm. She cried out loudly and pressed down hard on him as she began to rock her hips from side to side while she came. Throughout her whole orgasm she kept her eyes open and locked with Mike's. The orgasm seemed to last for a very long time and only when it had finally passed did she close her eyes again and sit still regaining her breath.

Shortly afterward she opened her eyes and looked down at Mike again and gave him the sexiest, most wicked smile he had ever seen. She leaned forward and again held his hands pinned under hers on the bed next to his head. She leaned down closer to him than she had done before and began to push herself back and forth on his cock. She upped the tempo from before and very soon the bedsprings were creaking and the headboard was slamming against the wall as she pumped his cock in and out of her.

Her tits now pressed heavily against his face and Mike loved the sensation of feeling smothered in them. She held his hands tightly so all he could feel was her wet pussy on his cock, her body weight on top of his, and her soft tits pressing into and rubbing over his face. 

Mike held out as long as he could before he knew he had to cum. He groaned loudly and shoved his face deeply into her cleavage as he started to cum. As soon as she felt his cum Wendy pushed his cock all the way inside her and pressed her tits down onto his face. Mike finished cumming with his face feeling like it was buried in her tits. 

When he stopped cumming she sat up slightly but still let her tits drag over his mouth and face. She sat over him like this for a long time with his cock still inside her pussy as he softly kissed and licked at her tits again. She finally released his hands and he immediately wrapped them around to her lower back as he started to softly massage and caress her.

When Wendy eventually lifted herself off his soft cock she left her legs on either side of him and began to slowly crawl forward. Mike kissed her tits and then her stomach as she slowly moved forward and he felt a warm, wet trail of fluid on his stomach as her pussy slowly moved higher on his body.

She continued crawling up until she had his arms once again pinned down, this time by her shins on top of his arms between his shoulders and elbows. She sat up straight and looked almost straight down at him. From his position he could smell the strong musky odor of her pussy. He could see her wet pussy lips and the curly hair of her pussy and as he looked up further he could see the silhouettes of her tits. Looking past her tits he looked up into her face once again and they stayed like this for a brief moment.

Mike knew what she was going to do but it still surprised him a little when she slowly began to lower herself and brought her pussy down right on top of his mouth. If tasting his own cum last night had been wild this was totally off the charts. He opened his mouth and let his tongue slide up inside the pussy he had just finished fucking. In an instant he tasted his cum mixed with her juices and almost as quickly he felt the same mixture of fluids running out of her pussy and coating his face.

At first he was a little tentative with his tongue inside her, but he soon found that he was wildly excited by the idea that what he had on his tongue was their combined tastes. Gradually, he grew more and more eager and ambitious as he began to seek out his cum from deep inside her pussy. Wendy dropped her hands to the top of his head and she let her fingers run repeatedly through his hair as he sucked at her.

He sucked her until he no longer tasted his cum inside her and she again tasted like she had the very first time he fucked her with his tongue. He continued exploring and licking her slowly and could feel her pussy growing slightly wetter again as her excitement started to build toward another orgasm.

Again, time seemed to stop for him as he became focused on nothing more than exploring her. As he felt her approaching her orgasm he glanced up briefly and saw that she was now holding the headboard with her hands for support. Her chest was heaving and her nipples were hard and pointing out prominently. He repeated every trick that he remembered she had enjoyed the night before and she soon began to cum.

She let out a long, soft moan as her orgasm started and she pressed herself down even harder on his face. He slipped his tongue up her pussy and felt it convulse wildly as her orgasm continued. She began to grind her pussy back and forth over his face until she finally finished cumming. When she stopped his whole face felt like it was thickly coated with a combination of her juices and his saliva.

She crawled off of him and collapsed next to him on the bed before she met him with a deep kiss. They held each other tightly and kissed long and hard. She moved away from the kiss and began to lick at the thick wetness on his cheeks. Mike felt his cock tingle when he realized that she was tasting herself on his face. They ended up kissing again for a long while before she whispered contentedly, "Umm, Michael, you are quite a lover."

For the next hour or so they stayed in bed in each other's arms. It was only a loud rumble from her stomach that made them think about leaving the bed. They took turns in the shower and threw on some clothes before talking about where to find some food.


"I don't know," Mike said, "what do you want to do today after we eat? If there is something in particular you want to do maybe we could walk over and find a restaurant close by."

Wendy thought for a moment and said softly, "I think the only thing I really want to explore for the rest of today is you."

Hearing her speak so directly excited Mike and he smiled widely. "I was hoping you would say that," he said sincerely.

They looked through the ship directory and found a take out Chinese place that said it would deliver to your cabin for a small extra fee. Any price is worth it, Mike thought before he picked up the phone and placed the order.

When he hung up the phone and turned back around toward her Wendy was removing the last of her clothes. She stood and watched as Mike eagerly pulled off his own shorts and shirt before walking over to her. They hugged and held each other enjoying the feel of their naked bodies softly pressing together. They crawled into bed together and sat leaning up against the headboard as they held each other in their arms and softly kissed.

They were still like this when the food arrived at their door. Mike pulled his shorts on quickly and Wendy pulled the blanket up over her tits before he answered the door. Before Mike could really stop him the delivery guy stepped partway into the cabin and set the food down on the small table. As Mike held out the money to pay him the delivery guy obviously scanned the room and seemed to know instantly what had been going on. He looked luridly over to Wendy and then back to Mike before taking the money and saying, "You two have fun."

When he left Mike and Wendy giggled about his reaction and comment before Mike slipped his shorts off and brought the food to her in bed. They leisurely fed each other their meals and then began to kiss and caress each other once they were done. They ended up fucking each other again with Mike on top of her this time. After this fuck they held each other closely for a while before they dozed off in the other's arms.

By the time they woke up the sun had just set and it was rapidly getting dark. "Today has been so much fun," Wendy said, "but what would you think to going out for dinner and maybe some dancing. Back home I really don't get much of a chance to go to clubs like that and I'd like to take full advantage while I have the chance."

Mike agreed as memories of the last trip to the club and the way she looked and felt dancing with him sprang to mind. She suggested they shower and dress up like they had the other night and Mike happily agreed to whatever she requested. She showered first and when he came out of the shower wrapped in a towel he was excited to see that she was again wearing the same black dress she had worn the night they had first fucked. In fact, she wore the same pearl necklace and shoes as that night also.

Following her lead Mike put on his outfit from that previous night and waited on the bed as she finished her make up in the bathroom mirror. "All ready," she said as she stepped out of the bathroom and into the cabin. Mike immediately noticed that something about the outfit looked different despite it being all the same clothes. He stared at her closely as she put on her earrings and moved to pick up her purse. That was when it hit him that she wasn't wearing a bra. The black material hugged her tits closely and the deep neckline clearly showed her tits swaying and wobbling as she moved about the room.

Unable to resist Mike moved up behind her, wrapped his arms around her, and caressed her tits through the dress. She smiled and pressed back against him before asking, "You like this?"

"Absolutely," he said as he caressed her. Her tits felt very sexy under the smooth fabric of the dress and part of him wanted to skip going out and just pull the dress off and fuck her right then and there.

She wriggled out of his caress and teased, "There will be time for that later."

"Sorry," he said, "you just look so damn hot."

They moved to the door but just before she opened it she turned to him and said, "Well, if that is hot what would you say if I said I wasn't wearing anything at all under my dress?" She gave him a sexy wink and then opened the door and stepped into the hallway.

Mike stood in shock and excitement for a moment before he followed behind her. Was this really the same mother he thought he had known before this trip? He had never really thought much of her own sexuality growing up or when he was in college and wondered if she had always been this eager and willing with sex.

He wrapped his arm around her waist as they walked down the hall and let his hand slip to her ass. He caressed her through the fabric and then whispered, "I can't wait to fuck you later."

She smiled wickedly up at him and replied, "That, Michael, is the idea."

Since it was already so late many of the restaurants were close to closing. It took a little while but they eventually found a nice place with dark, quiet tables. Both of them were feeling very good and well rested after their long nap so they ate slowly and lingered at the table over dessert and a bottle of wine when the meal ended. They sat side by side and let their hands caress each other's thighs and knees as they ate. Mike was still wildly excited by the knowledge that she didn't have anything on under the thin black dress and couldn't keep his hands off of her. 

After dinner they went to the club and found it just as packed as before. It seemed that many people were trying to make the most out of this last night of the cruise and it seemed that the crowd was generally more drunk and the feeling of the room even more sexual than their previous visit. They moved straight to the dance floor and began dancing. If anything, Wendy's dancing was even hotter than it had been the other night. She moved suggestively to the music and often rubbed herself against Mike.

They continued dancing and drinking very late into the night and finally noticed the crowd beginning to thin out a bit. Mike had a near permanent semi erection now from Wendy's dancing and couldn't wait to get back to the cabin. His attention was pulled to the loud, "Hello you two," that he heard off to their left.

He looked over and saw the couple that had watched them fuck in the pool the previous day. The other couple came over to them and they exchanged hellos. It was pretty clear to Mike that the other couple was very drunk as their slurred speech and body language showed they were a few drinks ahead of he and Wendy.

"I have got to tell you," the woman said, "that what you two did in the pool yesterday was sooo fucking hot..." She then interrupted herself when a new song started that she seemed to recognize. "Ooo, I love this song! Come on, let's dance!"




Reconnecting Ch. 03



Staring into my mug of mocha, everything in me said, "NO! No way!" This meeting with JD had far overtaxed my reserves of nerve as it was. The number of men I had anywhere near the degree of comfort with in the bedroom was exactly zero. Never felt near the level of attraction to any other man either, which for the most part disturbed me, as outside the bedroom or playroom my enjoyment of JD's company dropped dramatically.

My thoughts were disturbed when JD moved his chair to sit very close to me and let his hand slowly find its way from my knee, to my thigh, then scoot right under the loose pant leg of my cut off sweats, to my pussy. As his fingers made little circles around the folds of my pussy, he said quietly, "I hear that "no" in your head, but I feel something else down here."

I leaned back in my chair and let myself enjoy his fingers for the moment. He was right, the fuckhead. Then after a moment to ponder it, I realized he was wrong too. I'd give him shy and scared, but there was also attraction. Given an hour to spend, I'd rather it were alone with JD, than with some guy we had no idea about.

I turned on my seat to put one of my legs over his and grant him better access to my entrance. As he began exploring more aggressively, I said, "You always seem to want to push me out of my comfort zone."

He grinned and replied by sliding a finger into me.

"Not tonight. I just want you now. But we can talk with him, see what kind of vibes we get."

Sliding another finger in me, and rubbing my clit with his thumb, he leaned in to kiss me. Every move he made felt so hot and familiar, like the time apart hadn't changed anything. Though whether that was a good or bad thing was still a mystery to me.

JD pulled his fingers out of me, dipped them in the whipped cream on his mocha, then sucked them clean. I shook my head and told him, "gross", but felt a jolt of excitement in my crotch from his actions. Grabbing my mug, I added, "Let's not get these mixed up."

Looking up, I saw the man slowly sauntering along the walkway across the quad area. He may have just been out for some air, or might have been trying to find a way to check us out. It was hard to make out many of his features because of the distance and the lighting. I could tell his was tall, of course, looked to have a bit of a belly, wore a baseball cap and painter's pants. I took a sip of my drink and turned to JD, "What if he's hotter than you?"

Leaning back in his chair, a trace of whipped cream on his upper lip, he replied, "Then maybe I'll have to sleep with him instead."

I stood a bit, moved forward and licked the bit of cream off his lip, them asked, "Why do you say that?"

"So you don't sleep with someone hotter than me," he answered.

I shook my head. "Wouldn't you just tell him to go away? Or do you do guys now?"

"Nope, no guys. In fact, I'm not at all sure about seeing someone else's dick all close up and all."

Glancing out the window, I saw the man had stopped in the corner to lean against the railing and look out across the parking lots. I looked back to JD. "So even you have some reservations about this?"

He laughed. "Of course, RT. For me and especially you."

I shrugged my shoulders. He always seemed so fearless. Always the one to get us into trouble, dare me to do things I shouldn't have. 

JD leaned in and put his hand on my knee. "I'm not a total wild man, RT." He paused and looked up the ceiling for a moment. "Well, except when I am...but that is less and less. I think it is a lot because you will go there with me."

"So do you think we're just each other's mid-life crisis?" I asked.

He laughed. "I dunno. I'm just glad as hell to see you and I want to move ahead and not do all the listing of life events shit."

I smiled and looked into his eyes, so damn lost to their joviality and just JD-ness: ornery, present, playful, honest. Staring at him, I was eager to hit to sheets with him again. As I reached to take his hand though, we heard steps approaching and both looked over.

Mystery man was on our side of the quad, near our window, strolling along slowly. I moved in my chair, pulling the leg of my shorts back down, wondering if I should run to change my shirt. As I looked down, JD seemed to catch on and shook his head and smiled. "Okay," I said.

"So what do you think of my mocha anyway?" I asked, thinking we ought to say something.

"It's great. I'll take anything chocolate. I'm like a girl that way. How come you didn't bring me a heart shaped box with all kinds of little cute chocolates in it?"

"Maybe I did," I replied.

We both turned when we heard a voice from outside say, "That sure smells better than the coffee in my room."

JD stood and walked to the door and stuck his hand out, "Hey man, yeah, I'm sure it's a hell of a lot better."

The man shook his hand. "I'm Wade, nice to meet you."

"I'm JD and," waving his hand over towards me, added, "This is RT, my personal barista."

I had turned in my chair, and hiding my chest behind it, reached out to shake Wade's hand, "Hi Wade, nice night for a stroll, eh?"

Returning my shake, he said, "Very. I was going a little stir crazy in my room, been stuck in town for three days already...business trip, you know."

"Well we can't have that buddy," JD began. "RT, any chance we could share some coffee with Wade?"

"Not a problem," I replied, and got up to get him a cup.

"Wade?" JD asked, "Join us for a bit? It's not so bad in here with everything opened up."

"Sounds great, thank you."

Wade made his way around the table and took the seat in the corner. JD sat back in the middle and immediately started gabbing away with Wade as if he'd known him for years. I never could understand the way he had with people like that. Made it easy though sometimes, just letting him talk and only having to pipe in here and there. I was otherwise pretty pathetic with small talk in social situations. Put me on a sinking ship, and I'd take charge, get shit together, and save everyone. Ask me to talk to a stranger in an elevator and I generally later have to visit a doctor to have my foot removed from my mouth.

When I took a mocha over to Wade, I was incredibly self-conscious about my threadbare white shirt and tits on display. I sort of leaned over JD's shoulder to half hide myself. Once I sat back down however, it was total boob display for the stranger.

JD and Wade were talking NASCAR. I knew nothing about it so used the time to catch glimpses of Wade. His brown hair was short, but full and wavy. Bearing a three day or so beard stubble with sharp features and grey eyes, he definitely passed for ruggedly handsome. He wore a light blue Henley shirt and his hands, cupped around his coffee mug, wore no rings. As he spoke to JD, his voice sounded very friendly and animated. He seemed genuinely glad for some company.

"RT?" I heard JD say as he tapped my knee.

"Huh?"

"I just asked you about your rental car," he repeated, shooting me a knowing look, well aware I'd been sizing up Wade.

"Sorry," I looked at Wade. "I tend to space it when he goes off about NASCAR... I'm here with my own wheels. I have a mobile office these days, more or less."

JD looked at me and tilted his head, obviously curious about that. For a long time part of the reason we'd been apart was distance.

Glancing at JD's expression, Wade replied, "I was just telling JD that pretty much the only part I like about business trips is getting to rent a cool car."

"Ah," I said nodding, and looking him in the eyes said, "And what about the people?" It must have been the influence of JD's hand rubbing my leg under the table, but I ended my question by leaning forward slightly in my chair and pulling down on my T-shirt. The effect worked, and I saw Wade's eyes get pulled down to my chest.

JD did not miss the move either, and after smiling at me, his eyes shining with dirty mischievousness, he turned to Wade and asked, "I hope we haven't been too disturbing."

Wade looked over at JD and studied him for a few seconds, then he leaned forward in his chair, arms on the table, and gazed at my chest. Wetting his lips, his said quietly, "Yes, disturbing, but not at all in a bad way."

Quite openly, JD leaned over to let his hand move from my thigh to my pussy and said, "So you saw my little streaker earlier?"

I closed my legs tightly and shot JD a look; he pulled his hand away and sat back in chair. Wade let out a chuckle, took a swig of coffee, then said, "Okay, what's the game here you two?"

"He's a very bad influence on me," I replied, gesturing to JD.

"She's a chicken without me," JD retorted.

Wade looked from me to JD, then back to me. He paused, took a breath, then said, "I see. Okay. This is some damn good coffee, I thank you. And," looking at my chest, continued, "a damn good view. Whatever dares, games, bets you two have going, count me in, if you'd like."

I stared at Wade, so impressed with how chill he was about everything. He seemed like a rock, confident in himself, and maybe it because of JD's presence, someone I could imagine spending some time naked with. Letting my eyes wander down a bit to gaze on his tanned leathery neck and dark brown heavy chest hairs visible between the space of three open buttons of his shirt, I wanted to reach over and pull his shirt off to see more.

I realized suddenly both men were watching me stare at Wade. 

I shrugged in the silence, and looked from Wade to JD. JD remained expressionless and mute. I knew he was waiting to see what I would do, going to make me take the next step. I shifted in my seat slightly, turned my mug, then took a sip and put it down.

When I looked back up at Wade he was smiling.

I smiled back, still unsure of what to say, mostly just scared, victim to my recurrent shyness.

The silence was finally broken by Wade. Slowly, he moved his hands under his armpits, and then flapped his arms and squawked like a chicken, "Bawk, bawk, bawk."

JD and I burst into laughter.

Embolden by the geniality of both men, I moved my chair close to JD, put a leg over his and said, "A little help?"

A surprised and happy expression on his face, he pushed his hand into the leg of my cut-off sweats and let his fingers begin to tease my pussy. The jolt of sexual heat, especially right in front of Wade, helped me finally say the words of what I really wanted, rather than shying away.

"So wade," I said, looking at him as JD enticed my clit with his fingers. "Earlier, when JD got here and I greeted him...I've never done that before. Though, when I am with this guy," I said gesturing over to JD, "It always seems we do something, well, new. And we both kinda really liked being distracting to you earlier, and sort of came up with an idea to do a little more."

"You want me to watch?" Wade asked, his face blank.

"No, Wade wants to watch," I said and after a pause, blurted, "He wants to watch me and...you."

Wade remained expressionless and seemed to be considering the idea. He let his eyes drift down to my chest, then to JD's arm, the end of which was obstructed from his vision by the table, but obviously rubbing my pussy. After what seemed like hours, Wade finally said, "It's not just him though?"

I stared at him. He held my eyes. I realized what he meant. He wanted it to be my desire, not JD's. And I knew what he wanted me to say, and if not for the magic of JD's fingers stirring heat deep within me, I wouldn't have been able to utter in reply, "I want to fuck you Wade." 

Wade and JD smiled broadly. I let out a breath of air, and felt free and devious, just like the old days with JD. I moved one hand to press JD's more firmly against my pussy, then added, "Oh, and I want you to take off your shirt now."

Without a word and his gaze steadfast on mine, Wade reached up and pulled his shirt over his head. "You say, you get, ma'am." He smiled.

My eyes moved down his chest, very enticed by what they saw. His chest was broad with a heavy mat of hair, his belly stuck out some, but otherwise he looked toned and rugged. JD must have felt my pussy spasm slightly as I drank in the broad upper body of Wade. 

Feeling suddenly drunk with lust and daring, I stood and walked around JD. Wade leaned back on his chair, and after drinking in the bulge in his crotch, I moved to sit on the table, my legs spread before him. Wade let out a groan, shook his head with a last measure of disbelief, then placed his hands on my knees, looking into my eyes.

"Hold that thought," JD said, as he stood up. He quickly closed the door, and began closing the windows, while Wade and I sat, staring each other down.

My inhibitions were already mostly replaced by the intense heat I felt in my hard nipples and wet pussy. It was all I could do not to pull Wade's face down into my crotch.

Things closed up, JD wiggled out of his pants to free up his erection, and sat over in a cushy chair at the end of the bed then called over, "I get to name the moves still?"

I smiled and watched Wade. He nodded. So I replied to JD, "Agreed." Then after a moment, added, "But make it fast."

"Okay, okay..." JD began, "Let me think for a second."

Wade and I chuckled a bit, suddenly feeling a little awkward just waiting there. Wade kept his eyes on mine, though I knew he ached to let them move down. It made me think of the ache I had felt waiting for JD. An idea came to my mind. "Rule change," I called out.

"Huh?" JD said.

"I want to add something to the deal."

"Well, I guess, okay, what?" He allowed.

I turned from Wade to look at JD, and said, "You can't touch your wiener until we're done." I heard Wade let out a laugh as JD's mouth dropped open.

After a moment of stunned silence, JD composed himself, lifted his hand and replied, "Point of order."

Wade and I laughed. "That's the deal," I reiterated to JD.

"But that's just mean," he protested.

"Mean would be letting this man down," I said, pointing to Wade. "We promised him some action, we made that huge boner stuck in his pants." I looked down at his crotch and said to Wade, "Nice by the way, wish I could touch it."

Wade smiled and shrugged. "So do I."

JD seemed to be lost in arguments with himself.

"You want an ice bucket?" Wade asked. I giggled. 

"Okay, okay...damn you RT. Take off your shirt, lean back on your hands and put your legs over Wade's shoulders and I'll just sit here not touching my damn cock."

They were words I've seldom been happier to oblige.



Reconnecting Ch. 03



She grabbed Wendy's hand and pulled her out onto the dance floor as Mike and the other guy followed. The other couple began dancing very closely and very suggestively before the woman moved away and moved up behind Wendy. The other woman was wearing what was essentially a bikini top tied in a big loop behind her neck. The small triangles of fabric on her tits didn't leave much to the imagination and Mike definitely enjoyed watching her tits sway as she danced. He had been trying to watch Wendy's tits all night as they danced because he knew that they would be moving erotically, however her black dress and the dim lighting of the club meant he couldn't see anything on her chest except shadows.

The other woman's pants were skin tight and bright red and she completed the outfit with very high spiked heel shoes. She danced right up behind Wendy and pressed against Wendy's back. Wendy looked at Mike with a slight look of surprise but she continued dancing. Mike watched excitedly as the other woman wrapped her arms around his mom's waist and seemed to hug her. Before too long both women were rocking their hips from side to side sexily as this new woman pressed her crotch against Wendy's ass.

Seeing them dance this way really turned Mike on and he glanced at the other guy to see that he was staring just as eagerly at the two women. The other woman began to run her hands up and down Wendy's sides and hips. She let them slide down the sides of her thighs and then up until they were just at the sides of Wendy's tits. She repeated this a few times and then let her hands roam over Wendy's stomach before returning to her sides. The whole time their hips never stopped swaying in unison in their sensual rhythm. 

Mike couldn't remember ever seeing anything so hot. He hoped that the other woman would feel his mom's tits but she never did. Instead he watched her lean close to Wendy's ear and could see her talking. Wendy listened and smiled before shaking her head no. The other woman leaned back in and talked some more. When she finished that time Mike could see Wendy's eyes move first to him and then to the other man as if she was contemplating her decision. She finally shook her head again and the other woman said a few more words before she moved away from Wendy, took the man's hand, and they left.

Wendy immediately danced over to Mike and she kept him out on the floor for several more songs before he was able to get her off the dance floor. "What was that all about?" he asked.

"Let's get out of here and I will tell you," she said. On their way out she bought a bottle of wine and two glasses at the bar and he followed her out of the club. He looked at his watch and realized that they had spent the entire night in the club together.

She led him up and finally out onto the dark deck of the ship. The cool early morning air hit his face as he followed her out into the darkness. There were a few lights scattered here and there on the deck of the ship, but they only illuminated small patches of the deck and left the majority of it in darkness. Mike didn't see anyone else outside at this hour but he figured there were couples hiding here and there in the darkness.

They found an isolated place near the ship's rail. He pulled over an oversized deck chair and sat down as she climbed onto his lap. They poured some wine and sat holding each other closely. The air was definitely brisk but it was comfortable with them snuggling close together.

Unable to wait any longer he again asked, "So what did she say to you?"

"She told me about how they had fucked last night thinking about us in the pool," Wendy started. Mike felt his cock grow at the thought that some other couple had been fantasizing about them as they fucked. "Then she said that they wanted to have a foursome with us tonight."

Mike let that thought stay in his mind for a while. They sat for a while longer in silence and he noticed that the sky in front of them was beginning to change shade ever so slightly as the sunrise approached. After a long silence he remembered what had happened in the club and asked, "So what did she ask you after you told her no?"

"At first she said that she really wanted to have sex with me," Wendy said, "and then she asked if I wanted to fuck her while we watched you fucking her husband." Wendy had turned to look at Mike as she said this last part and smiled as his mouth dropped open in surprise.

Mike quickly remembered her looking first at him and then at the other guy contemplatively and realized that must have been what she was thinking about. Wendy turned back to the coming sunrise and softly said, "She told me their cabin number if I changed my mind and then she left."

Mike sat in stunned silence for a while. If anything seemed hotter and maybe more taboo than fucking his mom it was the thought of sharing his mom in group sex with others. Mike had never had any sort of group sex before but he often fantasized about doing Cindy and another woman at the same time. The idea of doing another guy while the women watched didn't really appeal to him, but something about the fact that the idea appealed enough to her to make her think about it excited him. 

He decided that he probably didn't want to do anything with this unknown other couple, but still the idea that his mom had danced so closely with her and let her hands touch her suggestively left Mike intrigued. After a while longer he very quietly asked, "So, umm, were you at all interested in fucking her?"

Wendy turned as if to answer and met him with a deep, soft kiss. The kiss lasted for a long time before she parted it enough to whisper, "I don't want to think about them. I want to think about you and enjoying our last sunrise of the cruise together."

Almost as soon as she finished talking she returned to the kiss and Mike felt her hands moving down his chest and stomach. She scooted closer to his knees and he felt her hands working on the button and zipper on his pants. He shifted his hips and she soon had has pants and boxers slipped down just far enough to set his cock free. She began to caress and stroke his cock as he sat surprised at her boldness in this public setting. She soon had his cock fully hard and continued stroking him for a short while longer.

She released his cock and stood up right in front of him. She straddled his legs with hers and moved closer to him before sitting back down on his lap. As she sat she pulled her dress up until she could spread her legs far enough to sit down. She smoothly guided his cock to her pussy and sat all the way down on him letting his cock fully enter her in one motion.

Mike moaned very quietly in lust and surprise at how openly they were now fucking. The deck may have seemed deserted now but anyone could come by at any time and walk right up to them as they fucked. Also, with the sun slowly rising the morning was becoming lighter and lighter. 

She rearranged her dress around herself and then leaned back against Mike with his cock still inside her pussy. Mike wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly as they sat together and enjoyed being so intimate in such a public setting. She had sat back down on his lap with her back to him, so at first glance Mike supposed they looked like they were just two lovers sitting closely watching the sunrise.

After a while Wendy began something that Mike had never felt before. Despite their open setting Mike groaned in surprise and amazement as her pussy literally began massaging his cock without her obviously moving. None of his other lovers had ever even attempted anything close to this and he marveled at how the muscles in her pussy tensed and relaxed rhythmically giving him the most amazingly erotic fuck he had ever felt.

For several more long minutes they stayed like this until Mike let his right hand slide down her stomach and to the hemline of her dress. He ran his hand back up her thigh under her skirt and quickly found her pussy with his fingers. She let out a soft moan as he began tickling her clit while she continued fucking him without moving.

Somewhere in the middle of their fuck the sun rose over the horizon directly in front of them. Mike was so engrossed in teasing her clit and with the wonderful sensations he felt on his cock that he didn't notice much of the sunrise except to think to himself that every day should start like this.

Mike had been fighting his impending orgasm for a while but finally knew that he needed to feel the release of cumming. "I can't wait any longer," he whispered urgently into her ear. She continued using her pussy muscles to work on his cock and soon afterward he clenched his teeth and felt his cum shooting forcefully into her pussy. She continued her motionless fuck until a short while after he finished cumming and then she settled down on his cock and sat quietly as he continued teasing and massaging her clit and pussy.

It was only a short while later when she tensed and made a long, soft moan as her orgasm started. Mike played with her pussy all the while she was cumming and for a few moments afterward. By the time she finished cumming and relaxed back into him again Mike realized that it had become quite light outside. He glanced around on the deck and noticed people wandering around here and there. He didn't look long enough to see if anyone had taken particular notice of them and didn't really care to know.

"Let's get out of here," he whispered to her. She shifted forward slightly and stayed close to him long enough for him to shove his cock back inside his pants. They stood up together and quickly walked off the sunny deck back toward their cabin.

As soon as they closed the door to their cabin they fell wildly into each other's arms and began to passionately kiss and fondle each other. Wendy immediately started to wrestle Mike's clothes off and by the time she was done his clothes were strewn all over the cabin. She explored his naked body with her hands as she returned to their kiss for a few moments before she dropped to her knees in front of him.

As Mike moaned deeply she opened her mouth and took all of his mostly soft cock into her mouth. Using her tongue, lips, and occasionally her teeth she soon had Mike hard again. Mike watched her intently as she alternately bobbed her head back and forth on his cock and let him slip out of her mouth to only then luridly lick his cock wildly.

When he couldn't take any more he took her shoulders and pulled her to her feet before him. Spinning her around he grasped the zipper on her dress and pulled it down quickly before pushing the dress off her shoulders and onto the floor around her ankles. She moved her hands as if to remove the pearl necklace but Mike stopped her and whispered, "Leave that on."

She moaned lustily at this comment and then let him turn her around and guide her down onto the edge of the bed. Mike knelt before her and pushed her legs apart before moving his mouth to her spread pussy and wildly licking and sucking her pussy. She sat up straight and looked down at him for a while before she leaned back onto her elbows as Mike continued pleasuring her. He kept this up until she came with his tongue inside her pussy.

He would have been happy to continue this much longer but she pulled his head up toward hers and as he lay down on top of her they kissed wildly. "Fuck me," she pleaded and Mike immediately positioned his cock between her spread thighs. They fucked wildly and again had the headboard slapping against the wall of their cabin before they each came again.

Mike wanted to continue fucking and playing with her but as he settled into her arms after they both had cum he knew that sleep would soon take him. They held each other close and Mike thought he heard her fall asleep just before he too drifted off.

This was the last day of the cruise and they both slept late into the day not waking until after noon. They only had a few hours left before they returned to shore and their cruise would end. Begrudgingly, they finally crawled out of bed, took turns in the shower, and began to repack their bags. When they finished they had just over an hour left before they were due to dock. He moved over to her and took her in his arms hoping for one last fuck before their forbidden time together would end. At first she wrapped her arms around him but as he tried to become more sexual she pulled back and asked him to stop. "Last night was so perfect and..." she paused, "well, I think that would be a great way to end our time together."

Mike didn't want to agree, but he knew what she meant. Now that they were this close to the end of the cruise it was almost like reality had set back in and they had to return to their normal roles of mother and son. They decided to take one last stroll around the ship and they walked, mostly in silence, holding hands.

The ship docked right on time and they waited their turn for the shuttle trip back to the airport. Wendy's flight was due to leave about an hour after Mike's so she planned to wait with him at his gate until he left and then catch her own flight home. They got to the airport, cleared security, and went to Mike's gate. They sat for a while and talked as the crowd of people waiting for the flight grew.

Finally, at right about the time Mike expected them to announce the flight was boarding they instead announced that the plane had experienced a mechanical problem and the flight would be cancelled. Anyone needing to get out that night would be put on other airlines, but anyone that could wait until this same flight tomorrow would be booked at one of the airport hotels overnight.

Mike briefly considered his options and then glanced at his mom sitting excitedly beside him. Her smile clearly showed she had something on her mind and before he could ask she whispered, "It's almost like the vacation will last one more night." 

Mike knew exactly what she meant and he immediately got in line to tell the woman that he would wait for tomorrow's flight. So many people had been yelling and taking their frustrations out on her that she greeted Mike's decision happily. With a warm "thank you sir" she slipped him a voucher from the airlines for the hotel shuttle and the room. "We'll bring your bags up," she said.

They only had to wait a few minutes for his bags to appear and they made their way to the shuttle area. On the shuttle Mike asked, "What about your flight?"

"It is just a commuter flight," she said, "they run all the time. I'll just buy a new ticket tomorrow."

Just as they pulled up to the hotel Mike realized something else and asked, "What about your bags?"

"We'll figure something out," was all she said in reply as they both got up and stepped out of the shuttle. The check in went quickly and they were both surprised at how nice the room was. They were given a king sized bed and they had a great view overlooking the city.

Wendy suggested they get a cab and do a little shopping so she could buy some clothes for tomorrow and shortly after they were sitting in the back of a cab. They soon arrived at a big mall the was very close to the hotel and walked together for a short while before she suggested they split up and meet back in one hour. With horny memories of the last time they did this Mike happily agreed and wandered around the mall alone.

Seeing a racy lingerie store gave him an idea and he went inside. He thought about buying her something to wear that night but decided against it. Instead he went over the counter where they kept various toys and lotions. He paid for a bottle of massage oil and a bottle of lubricant and then left the store feeling excited about what he was thinking. She had seemed interested in letting him fuck her ass a few nights earlier and he thought that perhaps tonight he would have a chance to try it with something other than his finger.

She appeared right on time and they quickly caught a cab for the short ride back to the hotel. They went straight to the room and put down their bags. It was then that Mike noticed that she had a bag from the same store he had been in. They looked at each other's bags for a moment before Wendy teasingly asked, "So, Michael, what did you buy in that store? Anything I should know about."

He smiled and said, "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." They laughed and kissed each other for a while before Wendy suggested they try the shower. Mike quickly agreed and envisioned her hot body all wet and soapy under his touch as they stripped down and went into the bathroom.

The shower was large and they comfortably fit inside as they slowly washed each other. Mike let his hands roam freely over her tits and took his time gradually soaping and then rinsing her body. She returned the favor and spent many long minutes soaping and then rinsing his cock and balls. By the time they got out of the shower they were both very clean and very stimulated. They barely took the time to towel off before they moved to the bed in the other room.

They fell into bed together and began to passionately kiss and explore each other. Mike caressed her tits and lowered his head to suck on her hard nipples. She held his head still for just a moment and whispered, "Please go slow. I want this night to last."

He moved to her nipples and began the most slow and passionate teasing of her that he could do. He let his tongue linger on and around her nipples and then let his lips and hands tenderly explore every inch of her tits before doing the same to her stomach and chest. They traded places and she softly explored and teased him for a long while before she began to grind her wet pussy against his thigh.

He rolled her over onto her back and moved between her legs. He slowly put his cock in her pussy and then, taking a page out of her book, he took hold of her hands and leaned forward pinning them under his hands on the bed. She opened her eyes wide with lust and smiled wantonly up at him as he held her down gently and began to slowly fuck her.

They had become fairly practiced lovers by this point so they knew how to fuck while holding back the inevitable ending. For a very long time they fucked like this with Mike slowly thrusting between her legs while holding her hands down. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he loved the amazingly intimate feel this created.

Unlike their previous fucks she kept her eyes closed and seemed completely absorbed in her pleasure. She finally opened her eyes and said, almost pleadingly, "I need to feel you cum. Do it."

Mike increased his tempo just slightly and continued for nearly five more minutes as she moaned and urged him to cum. With a loud grunt he shoved himself fully inside her and felt his cum start to fill her. She clearly had been holding back her own orgasm because just moments after he started cumming she cried out loudly and he felt her body rocking under him from her own orgasm.

He released her hands and collapsed on top of her after they both finished cumming and they rested like that for a while until he suggested they order room service. Nearly an hour later he answered the door wrapped only in a towel as she waited, still naked, in the bed for him. They ate together and then held each other close as she flipped through some TV stations.

Eventually they found a movie on cable that turned out to be good, but pretty racy and full of sex scenes. As it progressed they began to hug and kiss each other more often and Mike knew that she was growing as excited as he was. They finally began to completely ignore the movie and focused entirely on kissing and fondling each other.

As she shut off the TV with the remote Mike moved to her pussy and began to suck on her once again. She moaned loudly and spread her legs wide as he busily began tonguing and kissing her. He stopped after a while and retrieved the bag he had bought earlier. He pulled out the bottle of massage oil and poured a large amount on her tits and stomach.




Reconnecting Ch. 03



"This is what I wanted to do to you that night on the ship," he said as his hands picked up a large amount of the oil and he started massaging her tits. She groaned and smiled as he nearly repeated the massage he had given her on the ship. The major difference was that he didn't hesitate at massaging her tits, ass, or pussy.

Wendy clearly enjoyed the massage and Mike could feel the wet juices seeping from her pussy. Near the end of the massage he was teasing her clit with his thumb as he rubbed oil all around her pussy and she caught him by surprise as she exploded into another orgasm. He loved watching her oily body writhe under his touch as her passion overtook her. When she had finally finished cumming he lay down on top of her and kissed her hard and deep.

After kissing for a while longer she rolled him over until he was on his back and she was on top of him. She smoothly guided his cock to her soaking wet pussy and sat down on him. She sat up straight over him and started fucking him as Mike stared intently at her oily tits as they rocked and swayed across her chest. He reached up and began to caress her slippery tits and hard nipples as she kept fucking him.

He rolled his fingers around and around her hard nipples enjoying the combination of their firmness under the slick layer of oil. She was staring down at him and watching his fingers on her tits as he looked up at her. This continued for a while longer until she finally whispered, "Pinch them."

Mike took hold of her hard points between his thumbs and forefingers and gave them a gentle pinch. She reacted strongly to this so he continued to pinch them gently between his fingers. Feeling and seeing her excitement grow he began to tug on them softly and watched as her tits pulled out slightly behind her nipples. She obviously enjoyed this as she groaned lustily and began fucking him faster. Mike continued teasing her nipples by pinching, pulling, and rolling them between his fingers as she grew more and more excited and fucked him hard and faster.

When Mike finally started cumming inside her with a loud groan he was still playing with her nipples and had increased the strength of his movements slightly. He felt she was very close to cumming again so even though she stopped fucking him after he came and sat down with his wilting cock still inside her he continued to tease her nipples.

A few minutes later she reached down to her clit and Mike watched her fingers playing with herself as her passion built quickly. "Ohhhhhh God!" she called out when she finally started cumming. She moved her hand away from her clit and took Mike's hands under hers and pressed them tightly into her tits as she came.

After she finished cumming Mike began to softly massage her tits again with her hands still moving right along with his. He pulled his hands away slowly and it was almost like she knew exactly what he wanted to see. She kept her hands in place and gently played with her soft, oily tits as she sat over him looking down into his eyes.

Mike groaned at the shear lust this vision produced in him and she smiled down at him and let her fingers continue their soft exploration. After many more minutes of this she moved her hands away from her tits and lay down on top of him. "Michael," she whispered, "you are a splendid lover."

Mike caressed her ass and told her that she was the best lover he had ever had. They dozed for a brief while like this and woke up some time later still covered in the oil. They took another long turn in the shower to clean up before they came back out into the dark room and got back into bed. The sheets were a little messy from their previous fucks and from the oil, but neither of them minded.

They cuddled close in the darkness and Mike began to fondle her ass and back. She let out a soft moan as Mike's hands slipped down between her legs again. He fondled her pussy for a while and then moved his head down between her legs. After a few minutes of licking and sucking her pussy he rolled over and guided her on top of him. She straddled his head and lowered her pussy to his waiting mouth as she wrapped her lips around his soft cock.

They stayed like this for a long time as she slowly worked his cock hard again and he teased her pussy over and over. Finally he shifted the angle of his head and moved his tongue over her wet pussy towards her asshole. He again lingered on the skin between her pussy and asshole as she shifted her legs to allow him more room. He finally let his tongue slide up onto her puckered asshole and she moaned as he swirled his tongue around and around the tight hole. After he licked her asshole for many more long minutes and had it wet from his saliva and her spreading juices he moved out from under her and got the other bottle from the bag he had purchased.

He smeared a large amount of the lubricant onto his finger and turned to see that she waited for him on her hands and knees. He got on the bed behind her and dropped the bottle of lube next to him. He brought his lubricated finger to her asshole and began to work the slimy lube over it. When he felt that she was ready he applied more lube to his finger and slowly began to push it up her ass.

She had been silent so far but she loudly groaned when his fingertip penetrated her asshole. He slowly and patiently worked his finger inside her ass using large amounts of lube until he had it in as far as it would go. He held it still and let her get used to the feeling as he stared down at the amazing image of her body with his finger up her ass.

When he began to slowly move his finger back and forth and fuck her ass she groaned loudly again. He was about to ask if it hurt her but she gasped, "God! Mike! That feels so good." She grunted a few times as he began to move his finger a little faster and then gasped, "I never knew."

By now Mike was fucking her rapidly with his finger and decided it was time for more. He pulled out his finger and smeared another huge glob of lubricant on both it and the neighboring finger. He returned his finger to her ass and again slipped the one finger inside her. It was much easier this time and he moved it back and forth a few times before sliding it almost all the way out. When only the fingertip was inside he moved the tip of his other finger to her asshole and began to slowly move them inside her together.

She gasped and moaned as he slowly worked the tips of both fingers inside until they were both in to the first knuckle. He repeated what he had done earlier with slowly working the fingers inside, letting her get used to the feel, and then slowly fucking her with them until she was comfortable. As she moaned over and over he began to fuck her faster with those two fingers. 

After a while longer he asked, "Do you want me to fuck your ass?"

"Yes," she gasped. "Do it. Fuck my ass."

Michael excitedly pulled out his fingers and smeared another large mass of the lubricant on his hard cock. Feeling her asshole and seeing how she reacted to it had kept him hard and ready. He stroked the lubricant over his hard shaft and moved behind her. Just as he touched the tip of his cock to her asshole he asked wickedly, "Can I fuck mommy's ass?"

Wendy let out a long, lusty moan and said, "Yes, Michael. Fuck your mommy's ass. I need to feel it."

Mike pressed his cock a little harder and she began to press back against him. Her ass had been loosened considerably by his fingers but it still took some time and some slow movements for him to enter her ass. As the tip of his cock passed inside her she was crying out loudly and Mike couldn't tell if it was pleasure or pain. He stopped and asked if she was OK.

"Yes," she gasped, "I just feel so fucking full. It's so amazing..." her voice trailed off. He waited for a few moments and savored how tightly her asshole gripped his cock. He was still waiting when she pushed herself back against him and sank about half of his length into her at once before she stopped. Mike knew he should wait and let her get adjusted but his growing lust and need to actually fuck her ass was too much. He took hold of her hips and slowly pushed the rest of his cock inside as she called out wildly beneath him.

He stopped with his full length up her ass and waited for her to relax some. When he felt she was ready he began to slowly and tenderly fuck her ass. She moaned loudly and repeatedly as he slowly got her used to having him inside her. After a while longer Mike began to fuck her at a slow, but steady and firm pace. She began to push herself back against him as if he was fucking her pussy and before too much longer he was fucking her ass firmly.

The sight and feel was amazing to Mike as he stared down at her back and watched his cock sliding in and out of her tight asshole. It held his cock far tighter and harder than any pussy ever could and he was glad he had cum so many times recently so he could control himself and lengthen this moment.

She shifted and reached down between her legs as Mike continued fucking her firmly. He imagined her playing with her pussy and clit and knew from her movements that was what she was doing. This was by far the longest he had ever been able to last in the few times he had experienced anal sex but he knew he would cum soon. The tightness of her and the erotic nastiness of what they were doing and who he was doing it with was more than he could resist for too long.

It was then that she let out a loud, long cry and Mike knew she was cumming again. Her asshole constricted around him when she came and it was almost painful for Mike how hard it squeezed him. Fortunately, that didn't last long and soon he could feel her ass twitching from the power of her orgasm. Right next to his cock Mike could feel her pussy spasming and he started to fuck her a little faster.

Only a few strokes later he too cried out loudly and felt his cum begin to fill her ass. She gasped at the feeling and he stroked her firmly as he shot a surprising amount of cum inside her ass considering how many times he had cum already.

When he finished cumming he pulled his cock out of her ass and watched as it slowly regained it previous form, but not before a small amount of his cum leaked out. She rolled over and he fell on top of her as they wildly kissed.

The night finally ended with them sharing yet another shower to clean themselves up and then falling asleep in each other's arms. The sound of the maid knocking on the door finally woke them up around noon the following day.

After they took the shuttle back to the airport they again sat at the gate to Mike's flight. He somehow hoped the trip didn't have to end but soon enough they announced his flight was starting to board. He didn't want to admit it, but he could sense that his mother's tone had changed somehow when they woke up this morning. Ever since she came out of the shower tightly wrapped in her robe she had not quite been the hot lover he had gotten to know the past few days. Instead, she seemed to be back to being just his mom.

He finally got up to board the flight after they made the second announcement. He looked into her eyes for a moment and tried to kiss her on the lips but she turned her head so his kiss landed on her cheek. She must have sensed his disappointed and said, "Michael, I had a very magical trip. It was a very special time that I will never forget. I wish the trip could last forever, but I think we both know that it can't." Mike wanted to try and argue with her but he knew the time wasn't right.

He remembered her saying on their first night together that the relationship would only last as long as the vacation, but he had tried to forget that and convince himself it could last much, much longer. They hugged one last time and he finally boarded the plane back home. With one last wave to her he went down the ramp and away from the most amazing experience of his life.



Reconnecting Ch. 04



In the months following his trip Mike's life returned to its normal routine. When he first returned he wasn't sure that would ever really be possible. Once he had boarded his flight home after the cruise, and for the next couple of weeks, he alternated between feelings of intense guilt and shame and equally intense lust.

His initial fear on the flight home was that he had somehow irreversibly messed up his relationship with his mom. True, they hadn't been very close in the years since he left for college, but since his dad had left her they had rekindled their relationship and he didn't want to lose that again. Fortunately, his fears were quickly calmed as soon as he returned to his apartment. Wendy had already left a message on his answering machine thanking him again for such a wonderful time and saying how much she had enjoyed herself. From her tone and the particular words she used Mike felt his cock tingle and knew exactly what she meant. Fortunately, she hadn't said anything obviously sexual or that would even seem odd to someone else since Cindy had picked him up at the airport and had listened to the message with him.

"Sounds like you two had a great time," Cindy concluded after hearing the message. Mike had been telling her a greatly edited version of what had happened on the ship. "Maybe next time I should join you," she added unknowingly sending a chill down Mike's back and a surge of excitement to his cock.

As usual Cindy had dressed up for his return and looked sexy as hell when she greeted him at the airport. She wore a light sundress that flowed beautifully around her and a pair of strapless red shoes with heels on them that added the perfect accent to her ass and tits. On the way home she had told Mike she had a dinner surprise for him and after they listened to the message from Wendy Mike quickly noticed the table was set and his apartment was filled with the aroma of a well cooked meal.

"Sit down," Cindy instructed as she began to set the table. When all the food was on the table she walked over next to Mike and began to teasingly unbutton her dress. Once she had it unbuttoned down to her waist she shrugged her shoulders and let it fall to the floor around her revealing a very skimpy red bra and thong.

Mike groaned lustily and reached out for her but she merely laughed and pushed his hands away as she stepped back just out of his reach. Despite his efforts through the meal she insisted that Mike couldn't touch her until after they ate a proper meal. She teased him all through the dinner and as soon as the last bite had been taken he pushed the food aside and fucked her wildly right on the dining room table. After that they moved to the bedroom and fucked each other much more slowly and gently before the night was over.

Through those first two fucks and for a few weeks after Mike couldn't get Wendy out of his mind. During that first night as he fucked Cindy all he could do was close his eyes and imagine that he was again fucking Wendy. This continued for the next few weeks and only gradually was Mike able to keep those thoughts from entering his mind as he fucked Cindy.

He knew it really was odd on his part to let his mind wander like that when he was with Cindy because, with the exception of his mom, she was, by far, the best long term lover he had ever had. Sure, he had been with other women for a night or two during college that had maybe been lustier or more wanton for that one night, but the magic always quickly faded. With Cindy the sex never seemed to become routine and she kept him satisfied in ways he had previously only dreamed about. 

Still, he couldn't deny that fucking his mom had not only been amazing physically, but with the knowledge that they had shared what was perhaps the ultimate taboo it only made the memories more exciting. Wendy was at least the equal to Cindy sexually as everything she and Mike had done together had felt so right and wonderful and yet so dirty and nasty at the same time.

The truth was that Mike never really totally stopped thinking about Wendy as he fucked Cindy over the next few weeks and months. Instead, his thoughts changed to where he thought about her watching them fuck or thought about Cindy watching him fuck his mom. Sometimes he thought about fucking both Wendy and Cindy at the same time and those were usually the times when he came the hardest.

Mike and Wendy kept in frequent contact with each other via the phone and e-mails once they returned from their trip. At first Mike felt a little awkward talking to her on the phone knowing what they had shared on the trip, but she remained the same caring, thoughtful mother that he had become reacquainted with over the past year. With a little time any awkwardness that Mike felt disappeared as they talked on the phone every couple of days and e-mailed often.

It was perhaps six months after the cruise when Mike began thinking that Cindy was truly the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. He quickly made up his mind and bought her a ring as he made the plans for the big night. After a night filled with dinner at her favorite restaurant, dancing at her favorite club, and a long walk through the quiet park near his apartment, Mike popped the question. Cindy broke into tears and hugged him tightly as she happily accepted his proposal.

As with many of their other dates, this one too ended with them back at Mike's place fucking their brains out. This time, however, Cindy seemed even more excited and lusty than usual. Before the night was through Mike had made her cum several times either by fucking her or by sucking her pussy. Cindy coaxed two orgasms out of Mike, the first by sucking his cock before stroking his wet cock until he shot a big load of cum all over her tits and face. The second time Mike came was at the end of a long, passionate fuck as they fucked each other missionary style. When he finished filling her with his second load of cum he collapsed next to her and quickly drifted off to sleep thinking that he might be the luckiest guy alive.

For her part Cindy loved Mike deeply and, with one minor exception, she couldn't imagine being any happier. She had fallen in love with Mike almost as soon as they met and knew that they were a great couple and a great fit for each other, but still she couldn't help feeling something was missing. Specifically, she felt that what was missing was something sexual. They fucked often and Mike was actually one of the better lovers she had been with, so it certainly wasn't that he was an unwilling lover.

She had grown up fairly sheltered, but right after her 18th birthday during her senior year in high school she began dating a "college guy". Her parents told her repeatedly that he was only interested in one thing and she often argued with them saying they were wrong. The real truth, however, was that they were exactly correct. He was only interested in one thing and Cindy was interested in giving it to him. She was tired of hearing all her friends at school bragging about their various sexual trysts and now that she was 18 she decided it was time to try some things for herself.

At first her boyfriend moved much too quickly for her, but she went along with him. They fucked after only their fourth date and then became regular lovers throughout the rest of her senior year. His school was almost an hour away from where she lived so they only could get together every 2 or 3 weeks and in the meantime she found that her appetite for sex, once it had been wetted, became nearly unquenchable. She began dating several different guys and would quickly let things get sexual with them.

That summer after her senior year something then happened that she never shared with anyone. Her older sister had come home to stay with them after her junior year at college. One night, as she and her sister were up late talking about college life, they got around to the subject of men. Her sister quickly began to talk about how men were jerks and couldn't be trusted. She then talked about how she and virtually all of her friends in college had been experimenting with other women since they couldn't find men who were interested in anything but a quick fuck. "Sometimes," she concluded, "it takes a woman to know how to please a woman."

Cindy's pussy immediately became very wet and she decided she wanted to try being with other women. It only took about a week or two, but she and her sister were again up very late talking when Cindy raised the subject. They had always had a very close and open relationship and Cindy was confident she could ask her question without too much embarrassment. Still, she had to strengthen herself to actually say the words. "I've been thinking about what you said the other night about being with other women," she said, "I'd really like to try that."

Her sister teased her playfully about being horny, but then she quickly admitted that she was very horny also. Cindy sat still as her sister sat down next to her and began to rub her back. From there things advanced fairly quickly. 

At first Cindy's heart raced wildly and she couldn't believe what was happening. All she had hoped for was that her sister might introduce her to one of her other college girlfriends or give her some pointers. Never had Cindy even considered actually being with her sister, but there was something almost magical in her sister's touch that sent a chill down her spine and made her pussy ache. Before that first night ended they fondled each other's tits and Cindy let her sister finger her pussy until she brought Cindy to an intense orgasm. After that night Cindy and her sister became secret lovers for the rest of the summer. Cindy knew it was wrong to fuck her own sister, but her sister caused her to have some of the most incredible orgasms she could ever have imagined and she couldn't deny her own desires.

After that summer she had only seen her sister again occasionally as her sister found a job far away and didn't often come home to visit. Cindy had never shared her secret affair with anyone but still sometimes longed for the forbidden thrill of fucking her sister once again. 

In college, Cindy's wild sex drive only seemed to increase. She fucked often in school and even initiated a few group fucks. One of her wildest memories was performing a striptease for four guys in a dorm room after a party and then letting all four of them fuck her long into the night. She tried a few times to seduce some female friends of hers, but despite her sister's stories about how all college women experimented with other women she never found a willing partner. 

The closest she came was during another wild group fuck after a frat party. She and another woman were fucking 3 guys and Cindy tried to initiate things with the other woman. They kissed as they each were getting fucked and Cindy loved the soft feel of another woman's lips and tongue on her own. Cindy tried to advance things much farther with the other woman much to the delight of the three guys. As they encouraged and cheered her on Cindy began to suck and tease the other woman's tits. The other woman let Cindy fondle and explore her tits and Cindy grew bolder as she tried moving down towards her pussy. The guy who had been fucking the other woman moved away and Cindy was just about ready to lower her own mouth to the woman's dripping wet pussy when she protested and rolled away. Despite the guys urging her on the other woman said she wasn't comfortable with Cindy any more and quickly grabbed her clothes and left.

Once she had left Cindy looked at the three guys and saw they all were sporting huge hard ons from having watched her suck the other woman's tits. Before the night ended she sucked one guy's cock until he came in her mouth and on her face as the other two took turns fucking her until they both filled her with their cum. 

All of her experiences in college and otherwise left her with a wild desire for sex. It was true that she and Mike fucked often but she was disappointed somewhat because he didn't seem quite as daring or adventurous as she would have hoped. He was always willing to try whatever idea she might suggest but he never seemed to initiate any new experiences or adventures. Mike eagerly tried anal sex with her a few times and she loved that, but he never himself said that he was interested or even ready for more wild things. Her own fantasies involved much more experimentation and adventure in her sex, and although she loved being with Mike she had to admit that her dream lover would occasionally surprise her in bed and give her experiences that she wasn't expecting or hadn't even imagined.

"Oh Michael! I am so happy for you!" Wendy said in obvious excitement after Mike told her about his engagement. Her excitement waned somewhat when Mike told her of his and Cindy's plans to get married in Las Vegas in a couple of months. Wendy kept a stiff upper lip, but it was pretty easy for Mike to tell that a Vegas wedding wasn't exactly what she had in mind for her son.

Neither Mike nor Cindy wanted to make a huge deal out of the wedding, so when she suggested a Vegas wedding it didn't take long for them both to agree. They also decided to simply make their trip to Vegas a little longer and combine their honeymoon as part of the trip.

Cindy's immediate family made plans to join them in Vegas for the ceremony and Wendy planned to also fly in. They would be the only spectators as their friends decided to throw them a big party upon their return to celebrate their wedding rather than all fly to Vegas.

The months until the wedding passed quickly with Mike and Cindy making plans for after the ceremony. Wendy was going to move into Mike's apartment and actually started moving in almost as soon as they got engaged. She dropped off her keys and officially moved in with Mike just a couple of days before they were to leave for Vegas.

Despite her initial disappointment Wendy happily talked with Mike about the Vegas plans and even helped with some of the details like picking out flowers and booking a limo. She was clearly excited for Mike and repeatedly said that she was very much looking forward to meeting Cindy.

Everyone was arriving in Vegas on Thursday and would have some time to hang out all together before the Saturday ceremony. Everyone except the newlyweds were then heading home on Sunday. 

As Mike and Cindy made their way to the baggage claim area after landing in Vegas he looked around thinking he might see his mom. As it turned out nearly all of their flights arrived in Vegas at nearly the same time so they had all agreed to meet at the airport and then share a couple of cabs to the hotel.

Instead it was Cindy who shouted a happy, "Hello!" as she ran across the room and toward her parents. They hugged and talked excitedly as they walked over to where Mike was pulling their bags off the conveyor. Cindy led the introductions and they stood making small talk until Cindy's dad said they had a surprise.

"This is just such a special thing," he said, "we wanted to make sure the whole family was here." With that he pointed over to a spot behind Cindy. Mike looked and saw a tall, hot looking brunette smiling back excitedly.

"Kate?!" Cindy squealed excitedly as she and her sister ran toward each other and embraced in a long hug. "God," Cindy said, "I haven't seen you in forever. I can't believe you came!"

"I couldn't miss my little sister's wedding," Kate replied as she joined their conversation. They all moved to a coffee shop and sat at a table waiting for Wendy as they continued talking happily. It was after about another 20 minutes that Cindy's parents became worried and decided to go up to the counter and make sure Wendy had been on the flight. "After all," Cindy's mom fretted, "the plane has been here for 30 minutes already. We should have seen her by now." They bustled away toward the counter as Kate stood up and excused herself to go find a bathroom.

Almost as soon as they all left Mike spotted Wendy walking toward him and he nudged Cindy and said, "There she is." 

Cindy took one look and exclaimed, "That's your mom!?! She's totally hot!" She had never been one for understatement in her words or actions. "She doesn't look anything like her old photos," Cindy said. 

Upon his return from the cruise he didn't even produce a single roll of film with pictures of the trip. Cindy had been giving him heaps of shit about that ever since he returned. She teased him in front of their friends often saying that Mike must be the only guy in the world who could go on a trip to exotic lands and not take a single picture. Whenever she would tease him he would just smile and shrug as his mind replayed the real reason why he didn't have any photos. As a result she hadn't seen any recent pictures of Wendy and so was clearly surprised at her "new look".

Mike and Wendy hugged warmly when she finally made her way over to them. Just feeling her pressed against him again and having his hands resting on her back sent charges of excitement all through Mike and he felt his cock twitch in his pants. He introduced her to Cindy and they exchanged a long hug and began chatting as everyone else returned.

They soon made their way to the cab stand and then to their hotel. For the rest of that night they sat around their hotel room talking and catching up with each other. They all knew that they should probably be down gambling and exploring Vegas but they had too much catching up and getting to know you talk to have any time for that tonight. They talked late into the night before finally retiring to their own rooms.

The next day they walked all up and down the strip and explored the various casinos. They gambled a little here and there and passed the day easily sightseeing and gambling. It was at dinner when Kate said, "Hey little sis, how about you and me go out and have one last big night as single chicks? Besides, what wedding is complete without a little bachelorette party?" Cindy readily agreed and they began to plan the rest of their night.

After dinner Mike and Cindy went back up to their room together. "You don't mind me going out, do you?" Cindy asked. 

"Not at all," Mike honestly replied. "Go out and tear up the town." He watched her change into a new outfit and then kissed her deeply before saying, "Stay out of trouble." Cindy then left the room to go and join her sister.

Cindy's parents had made plans to go see a show together so Mike figured he would go see if his mom was up for going out. If not he figured he would just wander to the casino downstairs and try his hand at one of the poker tables. "Come in," Wendy called out when he knocked on her door.

He stepped in and found her in the bathroom so he sat on her bed and waited for her to come out. When she did step out she had also changed into a sleek blue dress. The dress left much of her shoulders exposed around the thin straps that went up and over them. Mike looked down at her legs and saw that the dress went down to her knees. The neckline of the dress was low but not low enough to reveal any cleavage. In short, the dress looked very attractive and classy.

"Why aren't you changed?" she asked as she slipped on a pair of shoes with short heels.

"Changed for what?" Mike asked.

"Your bachelor party, silly," Wendy answered.

"My what?" Mike asked in surprise.

"Look Michael, I know that hanging out with your mom is probably not what you had imagined for the night before your wedding," she said, "but I was thinking we could still go out and have some fun. After all why should Cindy be the only one enjoying her last night of being single?"

Mike watched excitedly as she slipped on the pearl necklace he remembered from the cruise and wondered for a moment if she was putting it on for a reason. No, he thought to himself, she had made it very clear at the end of the cruise that what happened was only a one time thing and she hadn't given any indication since then that she felt differently.




Reconnecting Ch. 04



Leaning back, chest and crotch exposed to Wade, it was both exciting and tedious, to await our next instructions from JD. I knew what I wanted to happen, and wondered what Wade would have done if freed to explore. Everything was so intensely heightened with JD there.

Finally, with time for his demonic and horny mind to conjure ideas, JD said, "Wade, describe to me what you see."

A little surprised, a little annoyed and frustrated, Wade's eyes moved over to JD briefly, then he closed his eyes and shook his head. "It would look a lot better if you covered up your dick, man."

I turned to look at JD. He was sitting with his legs wide, his hard cock on display. Looked just fine to me. "I'm not complaining JD, yet I can understand HIS perspective..." I said to him. "Grab a towel or something from over by the sink."

Glancing back at Wade, I saw his eyes were on my naked breasts and he'd leaned in slightly, poised and ready to dive in. It ached having to wait to touch him, to feel him, to get his pants open. I wondered what his cock would look like once freed from its tight confinement. I turned back to JD, "Oh, and on the counter, my green bag, grab the box of rubbers."

"Argh, yeah, yeah," JD muttered as he grabbed the stuff. He tossed a big box of rubbers, unopened, on the bed as he headed back to his chair with a towel.

Wade looked at the box and said quietly, "Hmmm, not sure I'm good for all of those..." I gave him a sly smile. "At least not in one session."

"Okay, Wade, now, tell me what you see before you, describe RT to me," JD said, settling back into his chair, a towel draped over his legs.

Wade looked at my face and began, "I see long black curly hair falling softly on supple shoulders. A lovely round face with full moist lips and sparkling brown eyes. I see two big boobs that would probably fill a D cup or squeeze into a C, hanging down with hard nipples no doubt aching to be touched. Full hips with entirely too much clothing, and shapely legs I want wrapped around me."

"Tell me what you want to do," JD urged.

Looking into my eyes, Wade smiled. "I want to press my face between those big tits and let my hands squeeze them, then take them into my mouth."

"RT," JD continued, "What do you want him to do?"

"Anything," I replied curtly. "And now."

"All right, Wade, her tits are yours. RT, you have to stay like you are."

Taking one last moment to admire my boobs, Wade slowly moved his hands from my knees to my tits, cupping one in each hand and giving them a squeeze. I let out a moan, his touch was like fire after waiting so long for contact. I took a deep breath and watched as he began rubbing his hands around and around my boobs, squeezing firmly and mashing them against me.

He pushed them against each other and pressed his face right into the middle, moving his face back and forth, his tongue sliding from side to side. Then he moved to my hard nipple, opened his mouth wide and sucked in as much as he could of it. My whole body buzzed as he sucked hard on my tit, working his tongue, using his hands to squeeze it. I let out a deep long moan and slid back on the table unable to support myself any longer.

His mouth remained stuck to my tit as I laid back on the table, his hands squeezing it firmly, even roughly. He stood between my legs, at the edge of the table leaning in over me. The force and intensity he applied with his hands and mouth was incredible. It was divine lying there as he sucked noisily, constantly trying to get more and more of my tit in his mouth. He moved one hand over to the other boob and then finally released his mouth from my boob just long enough to take in the other. His urgency and the force he used sent waves of buzz through my tits and to my pussy.

I wanted to let my hands touch his hair, his back, his ass - pull him closer to me, but I remained still, accepting all his pleasures. More or less anyway, I could not control the squirming of my hips and clenching within my vagina that ached to be filled.

It came as a shock when he suddenly pulled back. I opened my eyes to see him standing there. "What? Don't stop!"

He laughed. "You didn't hear JD?"

"No, what now?" I said, irritated. 

"He wants you to stand on the table so I can take your shorts off and suck on your mound the way I was sucking on your tits," Wade explained.

I smiled and quickly sat up, took a step on the nearest chair, and another onto the table. Wade stepped in close and put his hands on my shoulders, then let them slide across my flesh to meet together and go down between my tits, then along my stomach, until they hit the waistband of my shorts.

He let his hands run back and forth along the waistline, popping a finger down into them briefly here and there. Slowly, he inched my shorts down a little at a time, all the while running his fingers along the newly exposed flesh.

His actions sent shivers up and down my spine, it was hard to stand still, hard to not shove his face into my burning pussy. His unbelievable patience and teasing was so damn hot.

Finally, I felt my shorts drop, and he helped me step out of them. He took a step back to admire the view and ran his fingers over the trimmed hair of my mound. He then moved his hands around to grasp my ass, and plunged his mouth onto my mound, and began sucking it as he had with my tits.

I immediately jerked my hips, clenched my pussy, and rode a soft wave of orgasm. I pressed my hips hard against him and as wonderful as his mouth felt on my mound, I yearned for that same suction square on my clit.

With weak legs, I remained standing somehow, eyes closed, head back, lost to the feel of his hands roughly squeezing my ass and his mouth sucking me fiercely. It startled me when his hand moved from my ass to my thigh.

I looked down, and he pulled my leg towards him, "Move your leg over my shoulder. You didn't hear JD again. Open up so I can get at your pussy."

My leg resting on his shoulder, my pussy open right in front of face, I felt his breath against it and all I could do was let out another long moan. I closed my eyes again and waited the long seconds before he'd put his mouth on my pussy. At the first touch of his tongue on my clit, I pushed into him, and had to grab his shoulders to remain standing. As soon as he covered my clit with his mouth and sucked, I came hard and gyrated roughly into him. "Mmmmmmmm," I exclaimed, my pussy exploding with ecstasy.

I nearly fell over, but he reached up to balance me. When he helped me step down from the table and sat me on the bed, I realized I again hadn't even heard JD instructing us. I sat and stared at Wade. He smiled then said, "You can take off my pants now."

"And do not enjoy him more than me!" JD called out loudly.

I turned to look at him, grinning. I looked back at Wade, shaped my hands into a "T" and said, "Okay, time out."

Letting my naked body rub against Wade as I stood, I took one second to run my hand over his bulge, then stepped over to JD. I leaned over him and in his ear whispered, "Never wudda done it without you, would never feel this hot if you weren't here."

As I straightened up, I saw a huge smile on his face. Out of nowhere, spurred on by lust born from two hard cocks at the ready, I put a foot on the cushion beside JD, tore away the towel across his lap, and lowered myself down onto his cock. With him deep within me, I wrapped my arms over his shoulders and began slowly riding his shaft up and down a few times.

He groaned loudly, obviously as extra aroused as I was. As good as it felt to ride him, I somehow found the will to let his cock drop from my hungry pussy, and moved to stand before him. Putting the towel back over his legs, I leaned in again to whisper, "You're next and I can't wait."

Pulling myself from his arms that he'd wrapped around my hips, I moved back over to sit on the bed in front of Wade's mystery bulge. It was like a present waiting there for me to unwrap. 

I ran my hand along the inner side of his thigh then let my hand cup the bugle in his pants. I began rubbing, tracing the outline of his shaft, letting my mind and pussy imagine what was in store. Wade let out a deep groan and took a step closer to me.

I felt a rush of erotic flames flow through me at the new thrill of sharing a room with two hard and eager cocks. The time for teasing over, I pulled open the snap of his pants, quickly lowered the zipper, and reached my hand in to bring out his hard cock. As my hands found his shaft, he pulled his pants and underwear down, letting them fall around his ankles.

I immediately took his cock deeply into my mouth and tried to suck with the same intensity he'd sucked my tits. He moaned loudly and I felt his hips flinch. Moving my hands around to grasp his ass, I began to take his cock in and out of my mouth as deeply as I could. We quickly found a rhythm as he began pumping. I squeezed his ass with my hands and sucked noisily with my mouth as his cock rode in and out.

I heard another loud groan, and after a moment realized it was not Wade, but JD. He'd moved over closer to watch me suck Wade. Catching my eye he blurted, "Oh RT, you have been holding out on me."

His admiration sent yet another rush of excitement through my whole body, and as good as Wade's cock felt sliding in and out of my mouth, I wanted his cock buried in my pussy.

"I can't take this," I heard JD say loudly from nearby. "Wade, turn her over, bend her over the bed, and enter from behind. And finish fast because I want in there as soon as you are done."

Wade pulled back and roughly turned me over and pushed me down on the bed. There was a pause as he rolled on the rubber JD had handed him. It seemed to take forever, as I waited, ass out, crazy with cock lust.

Wade put one of his hands on the small of my back, and with other guided his cock head to find my entrance. He slipped it in easy and with his hand, rotated the tip around. With agonizing slowness, he worked it in a little deeper at a time all the while letting his hands rub and squeeze my ass. I turned my head and saw that JD had returned to his chair and was watching me intently.

Keeping my eyes on his, I waited while Wade ever so slowly sunk into me. I marveled at his control. When finally I felt his balls against me, I let out a breath and hoped he would start pumping soon. Instead, he moved his hands to rest on either side of me, and leaned down to let his tongue run along my back. 

He made his way to my shoulder, and while sternly gyrating his hips against my ass, said into my ear, "Tell me, RT, tell me what you want."

So hungry for his cock to start moving, so sizzling hot lying naked and spread open to two men, I had no reservations about telling him exactly what I wanted this time. "I want to stare at JD while you pump your cock deep into my pussy, Wade. Keep doing me hard and forcefully." I replied.

Wade let out a moan, and said, "You ask, you get, ma'am."

I felt his hands move to take a firm grasp on my hips and he slowly began pulling his cock out of me. Just as only the tip remained, he slid back in so fast and so hard, it took my breath away and made me cry out in surprise and satisfaction. 

He did this a few more times, each somehow felt even better than the last. With the last ram in, he remained there for a few moments, then gripping me even harder, start pumping in short fast strokes, always landing deep. It was hard to keep JD in my vision as Wade continued to pound into me and my groans grew louder and deeper. 

Lost to his sliding shaft deep within me, I closed my eyes and tried to picture what JD must be seeing. I envisioned a birds-eye view of me bent over the bed, a broad burly man pounding into my pussy, our groans and gasps ringing out for all to hear. I almost wished I could see. I wanted to see Wade pump into me with all he could muster - totally lost to his lust - animalistic, carnal.

"Ohhhhhh," I heard myself cry out again and again. He was so intense, so raw and rough. With every thrust he seemed to fill aches for cock deeper than I ever knew I had. "Ahhhhh," I cried out louder, loving the feel of his cock pounding into me, never wanting it to end.

"Ahh, Wade, Wade," I cried out, lost in my passions. I heard him groan deeply in response. "Waaaaaddeeee," I managed to utter, "Harder Wade, drill me, don't hold back, ohhhh, you feel sooooo good."

With a deep groan, Wade somehow found another gear. He dug his finger into my hips, held me tight, and began taking longer strokes to really pound his way back down. Each time he rammed me, I let out guttural groans. My hands gripped bedding, while my tits got rammed into the sheets every time he pushed down to bury his cock in me. My first foray into what I'd considered the forbidden, and I was thoroughly engulfed, riding that excitement to whole new levels of sexual bliss.

There was only fire in my pussy, labored breaths, and loud groans as he continued to drill me. I knew I would soon cum hard and when I was able to open my eyes ever so briefly, there was JD, watching intently, squirming madly in his seat. His presence was like a splash of gasoline on the fire as I realized he would be entering me next. I let out a deep moan and sigh and yelled out, "Wade, now baby, do it now!"

He took a few more pumps, called out, "Ohhhhhh", then rammed in deep and continued to gyrate his hips down against me as he shot his load. This served to mash my clit against the bed and take me over the edge of one of the strongest climaxes I'd ever felt. I lay like a ragdoll below him, nearly passed out, riding the waves of orgasms, fully victim to his cock and long broad body pressing me down.

"Ohhhhh," I repeated over and over, feeling so satisfied, dirty, and excited. 

When Wade slowly pulled up and out of me, I wanted to protest, but didn't have the energy to move. Suddenly, I felt a hard cock quickly and abruptly slide deep into me. I realized it was JD. With one pump of his cock, I felt my pussy heat up again, greedy for yet another ride. I was quickly charged by the idea of two hard cocks taking their turns.

"You ready for this, RT?" JD whispered into my ear.

"Ohhhh, hell yes," I uttered in response, "You feel so good in me."

JD only cried out in response as he'd started pumping. He went immediately into high drive, pumping for all he was worth. I heard his labored breath, felt his jagged pumps. There was no control, no rhythm, he was absolutely a man driven out of his head with lust and in need to shoot his load.

Knowing how out of control he was turned me on even more somehow. My pussy burned again, and heat grew quick as he pumped into me. His fucking was wild and frenetic. Each mad thrust of his shaft sent bolts of heat through me. It added such excitement to know he was feeling the same new and exciting level of sexual energy as I was. His deep pounding and wild abandon was so much more than ever before.

It was not long at all when I heard him call out, bury deep and shoot his load. He collapsed on me, breathing hard, groaning loudly, and uttered incomprehensible words. I'd never seen him lose all control like that, hottest thing ever.

As I lay under him, my pussy still burned, and I slowly began rubbing against the sheets. JD became aware of my movement, and rolled off me, to lie fully spent on the end of the bed. I moved to up to lie at the top of the bed, propping my back up with some pillows. Wade was sitting in a chair at the table, completely nude, recovering. The sight of the two of them sent electricity to my tits. I opened my legs wide and began rubbing my clit with one hand and massaging my tits with the other. I was still so hot, and when they started watching me, the heat turned up all the more.

Leaning against the pillows, I could keep my eyes on them as I began rubbing my clit harder, and squeezing my nipples. I felt my hips moving in and out and around in rhythm with my finger. I could barely keep any part of my body still. My legs kept pushing to spread wider, my hips writhed every which way as my finger kept rubbing.

Again I indulged to imagine a bird's eye view of the three of us. Me naked, legs spread wide, body wiggling and writhing trying desperately to reach one last orgasm. The men spent and shaky watched me writhe, taking in the wide-open fully exposed view of my entrance.

My finger flew faster, back and forth, moving around, adding pressure. The first little waves of orgasm began, and I felt my back arch, then press back down, my hips jerked. I began moaning out loudly and uncontrollably, everything amplified by the men watching me.

As the last big wave of orgasm came on, I yelled out and pushed my hips up. Eyes closed, I imagined Wade and JD right there between my legs. I felt their presence and remembered the way their cocks had felt. "Ohhhhh," I hollered out, "Ohhhh guys..." Slowly, I let the intense rush flow out of my body. When I opened my eyes again, I enjoyed looking at the men through my wide-open legs. I could tell in their eyes, they both wanted to still be pumping into me.

It was Wade who first moved. He picked up his clothes and began dressing. JD managed to crawl up and lie beside me, his hand draped between my legs. My body still buzzed as I listened to JD breathe softly and watched Wade dress.

When he stepped to the door, he turned and said, "Until later?"

I winked and grinned. When the door closed behind him, I snuggled in beside JD to rest, review, and plan.

*****

Author's note: Howdy, if you enjoyed this some, how about a "knuckle bump" in the comments? 

All the best,

D.J.





Reconnecting Ch. 04



When she was ready they went back to Mike's room and he quickly changed into some nicer clothes before they headed down to the casino. They walked around and gambled for a bit before Wendy suggested they leave. For the next few hours they walked from casino to casino gambling and drinking. True, this wasn't exactly the wild night out Mike had envisioned for his bachelor party, but he was having a blast anyway.

At some casinos they won and at others they lost, but they steadily downed the free drinks at every location. By the time they decided they were done gambling Mike was feeling pretty buzzed and he guessed his mom was even drunker than him. They walked slowly back to their hotel laughing and talking about all their adventures that night.

They stepped into the empty elevator and pressed the button for their floor. Just before the door closed all the way a member of a clearly drunk group stuck his arm inside causing the door to open again. By the time the rowdy, drunken group of conventioneers piled into the elevator Mike and Wendy had to crowd closely together in the back corner of the elevator.

The doors closed and the elevator started moving up with a slight lurch. Mike and Wendy's rooms were both near the top of the tall tower and the conventioneers who had joined them appeared to be spread over just about every floor on the way up. By the time they finished drunkenly pushing the buttons nearly every button was lit on the panel.

As the elevator moved up some of the conventioneers began singing a song but their speech was so slurred that Mike couldn't understand what they were singing. The others talked loudly about a variety of subjects. Mike stood with his back pressed up tightly against the back corner of the elevator as Wendy stood directly in front of him. The number of people crammed in the elevator meant they were pressed closely together and Mike was immediately aware of her ass pressing against his cock.

He tried to not think about it but as the rest of the passengers swayed or moved about Wendy was pushed slightly from side to side causing her ass to rub back and forth against his crotch. The elevator slowly made its way upward as Mike's cock soon grew rock hard in his pants. On each floor one or perhaps two people would stumble out but the elevator still remained pretty full. Even as more and more room gradually opened up Wendy remained pressed tightly against Mike.

He didn't know if it was only his own desire growing, but Mike was suddenly aware of a feeling of intense sexual tension. The elevator slowly moved near their floor as he stood with his hard cock pressed tightly against his mother's ass. By the time it reached their floor there were only three other people in the car but Wendy hadn't moved one inch. By now Mike's head was racing as he tried to understand what was happening. 

When the doors opened on their floor he closely followed Wendy out so the others wouldn't be able to see the huge bulge in the front of his pants. They walked silently down the hall until they came to Wendy's room. They stood in silence for a brief moment as Mike wrestled for the right words to say. Before he could say anything Wendy softly said, "Care to come in for a nightcap?"

"Sure," Mike replied as she opened the door and he followed her in still not sure of what was about to happen.

Wendy immediately went to the small refrigerator and pulled out a can of beer and one of the miniature bottles of wine. She turned to Mike and held out the beer saying, "This OK?"

Mike silently reached out for the can and as he grasped it his fingers fell on top of her hand. For a few long moments they stood simultaneously holding the can with his hand over hers. They looked straight into each other's eyes and stood motionless until Wendy pulled the can away and quickly set both it and the bottle of wine down on the counter.

She looked up again into Mike's eyes and Mike quickly noticed a glimmer of lust that hadn't been there before. Without a word they each took a half step toward each other and embraced in a long, deep kiss. When their mouths met they each had their lips parted and their tongues immediately began to explore inside the other's mouth. They stayed like this for many more minutes slowly kissing as their hands roamed over each other. Mike fondled her ass through the light fabric of her dress and began to press his stiff cock into her pussy as they pressed tightly together.

Mike leaned back slightly and began to undo the series of buttons down the front of her dress. He undid them one by one until the entire front of her dress was open and she let it fall down her shoulders and onto the floor. He marveled at the skimpy cream colored bra that held her tits so perfectly and at the matching cream thong. 

She pulled off his top and began to take off his pants. Very quickly he was standing naked before her with his hard cock pointed straight at her. They kissed again, this time a little rougher and more lust filled than before and he spun her around until his hard cock was pressed up against her ass. He reached up to the clasp on her bra and quickly unsnapped it before briefly massaging her shoulders and upper back. He soon let his fingers began to wrap around her sides and, as she lifted her arms slightly and pulled off her bra, he reached around and began to caress her tits.

He kneaded her soft flesh gently and she moaned deeply as his fingers continued massaging her tits. He circled her nipples with his fingertips and felt them harden under his touch. By now she was moving her ass from side to side against his hard cock and he knew he needed more.

He moved his hands down to her thong and pulled it off her and down her legs before tossing it to the floor behind him. He spun her around so they were facing each other and they immediately met in a long, deep kiss. The feeling of his cock pressing into her stomach and the feel of her tits pressing hard into his chest had his head spinning with lust. 

He pulled back from their kiss and moved his hands down to her ass. She let out a gasp as he lifted her off the floor and carried her a few steps to the table sitting in the corner of the room. As he lowered her onto the table she let out a lustful moan as she knew what he was planning next. As soon as she was sitting on the table she spread her legs far apart and Mike quickly positioned his cock at her waiting pussy.

Without pausing he pushed inside her and began to firmly fuck her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and leaned back on her elbows on the hard wood of the table as Mike held her hips and fucked her. She groaned over and over as he pumped himself into her.

Part of Mike wanted to make this fuck slow and tender so he could get to know her body again and let her slowly reacquaint herself with him, but he had been thinking and dreaming of this moment so often since the cruise that all he could think of was to release his pent up passion. He hoped there would be time for tender exploration later, but for now he needed to cum and needed to make her cum.

Their fuck soon became even more forceful and the table rocked and creaked under them. Wendy's moans and cries were building to the point that Mike knew she was nearly ready to cum. He struggled to wait for her so they could cum together. He didn't need to wait much longer as she soon arched her back and threw her head back as she let out a near primal cry. Her pussy tensed and then wildly spasmed around him as he began to fuck her so hard and fast that he caused himself to grunt as he plunged into her.

It only took a few more thrusts and Mike groaned loudly as he felt his balls jump and he started to cum wildly inside his mom. He kept up his thrusting all the while he was shooting load after thick load of cum into her. By the time he finished cumming there was a pool of her juices and his cum under her ass.

They remained still like this for several minutes as they each collected their breath after such powerful orgasms. It was clear to Mike that she had been looking forward to this as much as him. With his softening cock still inside her he reached up and began to massage her tits.

She moaned softly and signed, "Oh God," as he continued to fondle her soft tits. He kept this up for a few minutes until she softly said, "Oh Michael this feels so good, but this table is killing my back."

Almost before she finished talking he helped her into a sitting position on the table and quickly scooped her up into his arms. "Oh Michael," she sighed again as he began to carry her naked body back toward the bed. He gently laid her down on the bed and then climbed into bed next to her. They spent many long minutes, by this point Michael had completely lost track of time, simply being together as they gently kissed and fondled each other's naked body.

Their desires seemed to mutually grow as their gentle caresses became more and more excited. Mike's cock had started to grow again and he could feel her nipples tightening under his touch. Mike began concentrating on teasing her soft tits and her increasingly wet pussy as she focused on his cock and ass. They continued their slow, teasing foreplay for a very long time until Mike couldn't take any more and moved between her legs.

They groaned simultaneously as Mike's cock slipped inside her again. They fucked slowly and deliberately and took their time to tease each other thoroughly before they finally let their partner build to an orgasm. Mike alternated between watching her tits sway under their fuck and watching her face contort into a mask of lust and desire. The fuck lasted longer than any other that Mike could remember ever having and Wendy finally started to cum first. She groaned deeply as she started cumming and he enjoyed watching her orgasm pass over her as he remained in control. He sunk his cock all the way inside her and held it still as her body and pussy shook from the power of her orgasm. 

After she finished cumming he resumed fucking her and she began to urge him on. "Oh, God. That's it. That feels soooo good," she repeated over and over as Mike began fucking her a little faster. By the time Mike neared his own orgasm she had stepped up her dirty talk and was now saying, "Yes, Michael. Fuck mommy! Mommy wants to feel your cum!" 

It didn't take long of his hearing her say such dirty, forbidden things and his feeling her warm pussy seemingly massaging his hard cock on every stroke before he knew he had to cum. He grunted a few times as he started to cum and then began to groan as the rest of his cum filled her pussy. She hissed a long, "Yessss!" and looked deeply into his eyes as he completed his orgasm.

Their fuck had been so long and their orgasms so powerful that they almost immediately fell asleep in each other's arms. Mike was still sound asleep when Wendy began gently shaking him and saying, "Mike, wake up."

"Huh?" Mike grunted as he began to stir from his sound sleep. He looked at the clock on the bedside table and saw it was a little after 4AM.

"You'd better get back to your room," Wendy whispered. "Cindy is going to get suspicious if you are out the whole night."

Mike slowly crawled out of bed and put his clothes back on. In his earlier passion he had completely forgotten about Cindy. What the hell would he tell her when he got back to the room? He pulled his shirt back on as Wendy got out of bed and walked naked over to him. She wrapped her arms around him and they exchanged a slow, tender kiss.

"Michael," she began in a tone that immediately let him know she was serious, "I hope you will understand when I say that what happened here must never happen again. The cruise was one thing, and I am willing to chalk this up to your last wild night as a single man. However, I couldn't bear the thought of you cheating on your wife and I certainly don't want to be anyone's mistress. OK?"

"I understand," Mike said softly even though he didn't really want to agree. Honestly, fucking her was probably the most erotic and lustful thing he had ever done. It felt so good and so right in the moment and then felt so dirty and wrong afterward, but that too only seemed to make it all the hotter. 

"Good night, son," she whispered with one last kiss on his lips before she returned to bed.

Mike walked briskly to his room as if the few seconds he made up now would somehow make Cindy forget that he had been out until nearly 4:30AM. He quietly keyed into his room and crept inside without making a sound. He peeked around the corner at the bed and was shocked to see the bed still made and the room empty. "Well I'll be damned," he said out loud to himself. He briefly began to wonder what she and her sister were up to but then decided that he was getting off lucky with her not being back so he decided to leave well enough alone. He quickly washed the scent of his mother off him and crawled naked into bed. He immediately fell into a deep sleep and didn't hear the door open again about an hour later.

Cindy had to pause outside the hotel room door as she took a deep breath and tried to compose herself. She straightened out her skirt and held her breath as she silently stepped into the room. She felt a huge weight lift when she saw Mike sound asleep in the bed. She quickly and quietly slipped off her clothes and slipped under the covers next to Mike. 

She was very relieved to find Mike asleep as she really didn't want to have to talk to him about her night out. Not yet, anyway. Part of her was still trying to come to grips with what had just happened and she was glad that she would have at least one night to compose her thoughts before having to talk about it.

The night had started calmly enough for Kate and Cindy. At first they did a little bar hopping and people watching in some of the casinos. It didn't take long, however, for Kate to suggest something a little wilder. Kate had always been more of the party girl between the two of them. 

"This is fun and all," Kate said, "but this isn't quite what I had in mind for your bachelorette party." Cindy gave her a curious look knowing that Kate was just setting her up for whatever she had planned next. Kate continued after a brief pause, "Why don't we get out of here and catch a cab?"

They crawled into the cab and Kate quickly told the cabbie they were out for Cindy's bachelorette party. "So where can a couple of ladies go in this town for a little wild fun?" Kate asked.

The cabbie replied that he knew just the place. He took a few quick turns and very quickly pulled up outside a dingy looking building. "Here you go," he said with a wide smile, "I think this is what you are looking for."

They went in and discovered it was a strip club that catered to both men and women. Once inside they were in a big entry way that had doors on either side. One side of the club had female dancers and the other had male dancers. "What's your pleasure, ladies?" asked the bouncer who sat between the two doors. His wide smile almost dared them to go into the side with the female dancers.

Kate had never been one to duck a challenge and she took hold of Cindy's hand and walked closer to the bouncer. "Which side would you prefer?" Kate asked the bouncer in a teasing tone.

"We've got some of the hottest ladies in the city," the bouncer replied with the same wide, challenging smile.

"Well then," Kate said leading Cindy by her hand to the doorway into the club with the female dancers, "I guess we'll just have to see."

Before Cindy knew what was happening they were inside the room surrounded by lots and lots of guys. There were three stages that each had a beautiful woman dancing. Several of the men turned and looked lustfully at Cindy and Kate as they stood, still holding hands, just inside the door.

At first they found a table near the corner and sat talking as they had a couple more rounds of drinks. Kate suggested they try getting a closer look and led Cindy to the edge of one of the stages. They crowded in between the big group of guys around the stage and Cindy felt several of the men's eyes turn to them.

Cindy had never been in this type of environment before and was surprised at how turned on she felt. The women dancing were hot and Cindy did enjoy watching them slither around the stages playing with their tits. The other thing that Cindy found exciting was the heavy air of testosterone hanging in the air from all the excited guys. The only times before she had been in that type of atmosphere were when she had group sex with 3 or 4 guys.

She felt her pussy grow wetter as Kate put dollar bills in front of them. It didn't take the dancer long to notice and she started to lean in close to both Kate and Cindy and tease them with her tits. A couple of the other guys began making cat calls and encouraging the stripper who continued her teasing of the two women. Before long a couple of the guys started putting their dollars in front of Cindy and Kate to encourage the stripper to continue.

They stayed at the stage through several more songs and a couple of dancer changes. Cindy's pussy was now thoroughly soaked and she was having a hard time sitting still in her excitement. The atmosphere around the stage had grown into a near frenzy with the dancers becoming bolder and bolder with their teasing and the men getting more and more excited watching.

When the current dancer left the stage Kate leaned over and said, "Let's get out of here." As they walked out a couple of guys tried to convince them to stay, but they were quickly distracted by the next dancer. Cindy could feel her soaked panties between her legs as they stepped out of the club and back into the foyer.

"Have fun?" the bouncer asked.

"Absolutely," Kate answered in a very sexy tone. She then asked him to get them a cab back to their hotel. When she said the name of the hotel he laughed and said, "Ladies, that hotel is about 4 blocks from here. By the time I call a cab you could walk there and back."

Kate gave him a sultry goodbye and the sisters walked outside again holding hands. They both had quite a lot to drink already despite the fact that it really wasn't that late. They continued holding hands as they walked in silence for about a block. As they got closer to the hotel Kate said, "Let's go up to my room and plan our next move."

They quickly made their way inside and up the elevator to Kate's floor. Once inside Kate asked if Cindy needed another drink. Kate opened the mini bar and pulled out some drinks. "They charge a fortune," Cindy said.

"Who cares?" Kate drunkenly replied. "My little sister only gets married once." She then offered a toast and they both took long drinks.

"So," Kate began, "I've got to tell you that I thought that club was pretty hot."

"I know," Cindy giggled, "I've never been to a place like that before. Those dancers were hot."

"Tell me, little sis," Kate said with a mischievous tone, "have you ever been with another woman since we were together?"

Cindy paused for a moment as this was the first time since it happened that either of them had acknowledged their summer affair. "No," she said. "How about you?"

"I've been with a couple of others," Kate said, "but I still think about being with you." Her tone changed when she said the last part and it caught Cindy's attention immediately. She looked up at her older sister and immediately knew Kate wasn't joking. "Do you ever think about us, me?" Kate asked as she deftly moved onto the bed next to Cindy.

"Yes," Cindy said softly as she felt a knot of excitement form in her stomach.

The next thing Cindy knew she and Kate had moved together and started a slow kiss. At first their lips moved softly and slowly together but Cindy soon parted her lips and extended her tongue as Kate did the same. Their tongues slowly danced their taboo dance as they softly wrapped their arms around each other and moved closer.




Reconnecting Ch. 04



They stayed like that kissing and holding each other for a while longer as Cindy felt the wetness grow noticeably between her legs. When she couldn't take any more teasing she started to slide Kate's top up and over her head. Kate immediately responded by removing Cindy's top and they began stripping each other until they were standing next to the bed naked and staring at each other.

They melted into each other's arms and fell on the bed together in the midst of a wild embrace. Cindy ended up under her sister and it didn't take long for Kate to spin around and get into the 69 position on top of her little sister. Cindy eagerly dipped her tongue into Kate's pussy and tasted her sister for the first time in many years. She paused only long enough to let out a long moan when Kate began using her tongue to play with her clit.

They began to slowly tease and lick each other but their pace soon became more frantic as their excitement built. Cindy was the first to lose control and she cried out loudly as her sister teased her clit driving Cindy into a wild orgasm. Cindy came harder than she had in a long, long time.

She eagerly continued playing with Kate's pussy as she came and it only took a few more minutes before Kate started to grind her pussy from side to side over her mouth. With a loud moan Kate started to cum and pushed her pussy down so hard on Cindy's face that Cindy momentarily couldn't breathe. By the time Kate finished cumming and crawled off her sister Cindy's face was coated with her juices.

Kate was still breathing heavily as she lay down next to Cindy. They exchanged a long kiss and Kate whispered, "God Cindy. I know this is so wrong, but it feels so fucking good. It's like you know exactly how to make me cum."

Cindy felt her excitement surge again at her sister's words and they exchanged another long kiss. Now that they each had cum once they took their time slowly exploring each other again. They spent what felt like almost an hour just taking turns sucking and caressing each other's tits. Cindy couldn't remember her nipples ever being so hard as when they were inside Kate's hot mouth with her sister sucking on them.

Kate eventually crawled between Cindy's legs and used three of her fingers to fuck her sister while she licked her pussy. Cindy simply leaned back and soon became lost in her passion. Kate was right, it seemed just like her sister knew exactly how to touch her and please her and when Cindy started cumming she gasped loudly and then let out a long moan as her body writhed under the power of her orgasm.

The sisters traded places and it was Cindy's turn to make Kate cum. She took her time and relished teasing Kate. Several times she brought her right to the edge only to change her technique or tempo to keep Kate from cumming. After she had done this several times and once again had Kate teetering on the edge of cumming Kate gasped, "Fuck me, make me cum!" Cindy eagerly brought Kate to a wild orgasm that caused her whole body to shake.

Cindy had thought that was the end of their night but Kate initiated one more fuck before she let her sister leave. They each came one more time, this time again in the 69 position but with Cindy on top. By the time they finally finished Cindy was completely exhausted and feeling thoroughly fucked. 

With one last deep tongue kiss she had crawled out of bed and put her crumpled clothes back on. As she walked down the hall to her room she could feel her muscles already starting to ache slightly from the strains of fucking so many times in such a short span. She loved feeling that ache in her body the day after sex as it reminded her constantly of the previous night's fuck. She thought about her sister's hot body until she got to her door and tried to compose herself before stepping inside.

Luckily for both Mike and Cindy their wedding wasn't scheduled until late in the afternoon. They both slept soundly well past noon and were finally awakened by a phone call from her parents. "Hello," Cindy said groggily into the phone. "Sure...give us a little time...OK...OK...we'll be down in a bit." She hung up the phone and rolled back over before saying, "They want to take us out to lunch so we'd better get up."

They showered together quickly and tossed on some clothes. Neither had yet said anything about the previous night as they were both still not sure what to say about what had happened. The first thing her parents asked, however, was what they each had done the previous night.

They both gave very censured accounts of their evenings as the lunch continued. They chatted with her parents for a while longer before they all went back up to change and get ready for the wedding.

Mike felt his stomach tie into a knot momentarily when he saw his mom when she came down into the lobby. None of them had really dressed up but the dress she had selected really flattered her and she looked great as she walked over to them. Mike immediately noticed her pearl necklace and had sexy flashbacks to the cruise and to the previous night.

She acted completely calm and like nothing at all out of the ordinary had happened the previous night. She teased Mike about looking tired before adding that she had kept him out quite late the night before. Kate chimed in that she had done her part to make sure Cindy didn't have a full night's rest either and they all laughed as they piled into a cab for the short ride.

The wedding ceremony was really nice if a little unconventional. When it was over Mike and Cindy stood with their arms around each other in the really pretty garden of the chapel as their parents and Kate gushed about how great they looked together and how nice the ceremony was.

They all went out to a fancy dinner together before going back to the hotel. Mike and Cindy immediately excused themselves and went up to their room for their first night together as a married couple. As soon as they stepped into their room they began to tear off each other's clothes until Mike was naked and Cindy wore only her lingerie. She had on a garter belt, thong, black nylons, and a really sexy, lacy bra and Mike loved looking at her and feeling the lingerie on her.

They teased and sucked each other excitedly before finally fucking each other until they came at almost the same time. They both almost immediately fell asleep only to wake up a few hours later and fuck each other one more time. When they finished their second fuck they both were feeling the effects of the past day and previous night and both fell soundly asleep.

The next day all of their families left. Mike and Cindy escorted them back to the airport and they all hugged and said goodbye before they got on their various flights. Cindy and Mike immediately returned to their room and spent nearly all of their remaining time in Vegas naked together in their room. By the time they had to leave they had fucked in the shower, on the floor, on the table, standing against the wall, and many times in the bed. Mike couldn't have imagined a better honeymoon.



Reconnecting Ch. 05



Married life was great for Mike and Cindy. They found that being married made their relationship stronger and better. Plus, despite what his friends had said, the sex was better and more frequent than ever. For the first six months of their marriage everything seemed like it was out of a dream. He had a great job that he loved, Cindy had a great job that she loved, and he couldn't have imagined a better person to come home to and fuck nearly every night than her. 

Things went along great like this until the day Mike was suddenly informed by his job that he was being transferred to their office on the other side of the country. They were devastated by the news as it meant that they would have to move away from the only real home they knew and all of their friends. At first he tried to get out of it but was told that he either had to transfer or he would be fired. They talked seriously about his quitting for a while and he almost did quit a few times.

Through it all he continued to try and negotiate the transfer but it was clear that the decision had already been made. Finally, in a move that completely shocked him, his company insisted that he had to transfer but they suddenly offered him a choice of which office to move to. Part of the reason he had been fighting the move so hard was that the location of the office where they wanted to move him was a dump and not a place that either he or Cindy wanted to be. 

However, the alternate location to which he could now transfer was very near to where he grew up. It still wasn't his first choice of places to live or work but it was something at least a little familiar. He and Cindy spent the weekend discussing this latest offer and finally decided to take the transfer back to near his hometown. Cindy immediately began making calls and investigating her own job prospects.

He and his mom had continued talking and e-mailing often and he had been keeping her informed of his job situation. When he told her about the offer at the office near her and that he had accepted she became very excited. Mike's company began pressuring him to make the move quickly so he and his mom talked often about places where he and Cindy might be able to live.

It turned out that Wendy knew quite a lot about the real estate market locally because she told Mike she had been talking with some realtors about the prospect of selling her house. "It's just too big," she offered as her reason. Soon she, Mike, and Cindy had planned a long weekend trip where Mike and Cindy would fly out and spend the time investigating options of buying or renting. Mike's company quickly gave him the time off but Cindy couldn't get any time off her job as she had lots of projects to complete before she left. They ultimately decided to send Mike out by himself to try and find something. 

Initially he planned on getting a hotel but Wendy wouldn't hear of it and insisted that he stay with her. Mike had been so busy and so involved with the planning for the move that he hadn't really even given much thought to the idea of being alone with his mom again even as they were making plans for him staying with her.

As the trip drew near, however, Mike began thinking more and more about the fact that they would be alone together for a few days. Absolutely nothing she had said or even hinted at suggested she had anything other than motherly concern in her motives, but Mike still couldn't stop thinking about how each of the last two times they had been together alone they had fucked. She had been very clear about the future of them being together the night before he got married, but he remembered her saying the same thing at the end of the cruise.

The whole plane ride he tried to convince himself that he must stop thinking like that. He tried to tell himself that he was a sick, twisted fool for sitting on the plane getting excited sexually about his own mom. Still, he couldn't help feeling a twinge of excitement as he saw her in the airport. They hugged and she began to excitedly tell him all about the house hunting plans she had made. They would start bright and early the next day so she drove him straight back to her house where they ate dinner and talked some before going to bed. Mike's dreams that night were filled with visions of him walking down the hall to his mom's room and fucking her until he filled her with his cum.

True to her word she woke him very early the next morning. She busied herself in the kitchen as Mike showered and dressed. By the time he came down into the kitchen she had a feast probably big enough to fill up seven hungry guys lined up on the table for breakfast. They talked and Mike ate until he thought he might burst.

A short while later they got in Wendy's car and drove to the realtors' office. She was a really nice woman who chatted with them in the office for a long time before driving them around to many different houses. Wendy had told her all about what sort of price range and type of house Mike wanted so the realtor was prepared.

Unfortunately, Mike quickly realized there wasn't much available in their price range. All of them either needed way too much work, were too small or too ugly to even consider, or were in bad parts of town. That night back at Wendy's house they talked disappointedly about the day's events. The next day they decided to investigate some of the rental properties to see if any of them would suit Mike and Cindy.

Mike had no better luck the next day as none of the rental places were right either. The few that he liked were far too much to pay in rent and he didn't really like any of the cheaper options, but he figured that he and Cindy would just have to make do until they could afford better.

He was complaining a little that night over dinner when Wendy quietly said, "You two could move in here with me."

At first Mike froze mid sentence and just looked at her. Honestly, the idea of moving back in with his mom brought back lots of visions of high school and he started to say no. However she stopped him before he could really start saying no and said, "Look, you two need a place to live and I have a house that is way too big for me. You two move in and save up to get a place of your own."

Mike still sat in silence as she added, "Don't worry. I won't try to 'mother' you all the time. I know you two are adults with your own lifestyle and I won't interfere."

As she spoke these last words Mike's brain finally came around to the concept of his living with both his mom and Cindy. The two greatest fucks of his life and him living together. The very idea sent a tingle down his back and made his cock stir. He finally agreed to consider the idea and Wendy smiled and said that was fine.

She opened a bottle of wine and they sat drinking and talking late into the night. Mike would be leaving the day after next and they each seemed to be realizing that their brief visit together was nearing an end. It was tempered some by the fact that they soon would be living very near each other.

They had finished their second bottle of wine and were working on the third before Mike said he was tired and that they should go up to bed. Wendy agreed and they got up at the same time to go upstairs. Their alcohol seemed to hit them at the same time as they both staggered a little from the effects of standing up. They stumbled into each other and held on for support as their drunken legs adjusted to holding up their weight.

When they had finally steadied themselves Mike lifted his head and found her face directly in front of his looking right back at him. They held their eye contact for a long while as they stood silently holding each other. Mike felt his stomach knot in anticipation and excitement and felt his cock begin to stir in his pants. He could feel the sexual tension grow rapidly in the room and was just about to lean in to kiss her when she pulled away.

She still didn't say a word as she led him up toward their bedrooms. Mike hoped excitedly that she was leading him to her bedroom but she stopped outside her door and quickly looked up into his eyes as she said, "Goodnight."

She leaned in to give him a quick peck on the cheek but Mike turned his head so her lips met his. He tried to hold the kiss but she only let it last a few seconds before she pulled away. For a moment she stood looking deeply into his eyes and just as Mike thought something was about to happen she again whispered, "Goodnight," and stepped into her room closing the door behind her.

Mike had to jerk off before he could get to sleep as he was so excited by what had almost happened. He really had thought she was on the verge of fucking him again and he stroked his hard cocking thinking about how much he wanted to fuck her too. When he finally shot his cum all over himself he thought about fucking her from behind and then pulling out and depositing his cum all over her ass and lower back. The thought of him kneeling behind her and watching his own cum roll down her ass and pool in the small of her back sent a tingle down his spine. He finally fell asleep wishing she was with him instead of across the hall.

The next morning he spoke with Cindy and updated her on what he had learned about the home buying and rental prospects in the area. Both were discouraged at the seeming lack of anything too promising. At first Mike didn't even bring up his mom's suggestion that they move in with her until they had time to look around and find something. When he finally did bring it up he did so not really knowing how Cindy would like the idea.

"Really?" she asked in reply. This was followed by a long pause and Mike couldn't tell if she was considering the idea or if she was upset. He was just about to ask if she was still there when Cindy said, "You know, that might not be such a bad idea. Even if it is just for six months it would allow us to really get to know the area and save some money." They continued talking for a long time as they discussed the pros and cons of the idea. Finally they decided to go for it.

Mike hung up the phone and went down into the kitchen with a lump in his throat. The whole time he had been talking with Cindy they had talked about all sorts of issues like money, privacy, feeling like a burden to his mom, etc. However, the one issue he knew he couldn't address was how it would affect him to be living in the same house with Wendy and Cindy together.

Part of him was very excited and part of him was a little scared as he walked into the kitchen and found Wendy sitting at the table reading a novel and sipping coffee. "Everything OK," she asked, "you two were on the phone a long time."

"Yeah," Mike said, "we were talking about your idea of us moving in here for a while." Wendy looked up at him with an expression that he couldn't quite read, but if he had to guess it almost looked hopeful. He told her that they had decided to take her up on the offer and Wendy broke into a wide smile.

"Very good," she said, "I'll have to call my agent and tell her that I won't be wanting to sell the house in the near future after all."

Mike had called into what would be his new office the previous day and set up some meetings with them to orient himself to the office and the specifics of his new position. For the rest of the afternoon he met with the group that would be his new coworkers and, for the most part, found he really liked them. The more he learned about the specifics of his new job the more it sounded exciting to him, so all in all he was feeling a little better about the move.

He arrived back at Wendy's house a little before dinner. As soon as he stepped inside he was struck by a wonderful mixture of scents coming from the kitchen. He poked his head inside and saw his mom busily working away at the stove. "What are you up to?" he asked as he looked over her shoulder and at the collection of pots and pans in front of her.

"It's been so long since I've had someone to cook for I thought I would take advantage of the situation," she said. "Plus, I was thinking we could kind of celebrate you and Cindy moving in here. I know it probably isn't what you had really wanted but it makes me really happy to think that I can help you two out." She paused a little before adding, "Besides, I'm really looking forward to having you two around more so I can get to know you better." Nothing in her body language seemed to indicate any double meaning in her statement but Mike still felt his cock tingle at the possible ways he and her could get to know each other better.

"Dinner will be ready in about 45 minutes," she said with a tone that was clearly dismissing him. "I'll call you when it is ready." Mike asked if he could borrow her car but wouldn't tell her why when she asked. He quickly drove to a nearby liquor store he had noticed the previous day and bought a couple of bottles of expensive champagne. He told himself that this would add to their celebration dinner, but there was a small, devious part of him that liked the idea of trying to get her a little drunk to see if something might happen. He arrived back home just as she finished setting the table.

Wendy certainly hadn't lost any of her cooking touch as the meal she prepared was fabulous. They talked and laughed all through the meal and ended up consuming nearly one entire bottle of champagne. At first Wendy had turned down the champagne saying she didn't like it but Mike convinced her to try it saying that this was really good stuff and having good quality made all the difference. Her first sips were tentative but she soon exclaimed that she really liked the champagne and quickly had several glasses.

After dinner they cleared the dishes as they finished the first bottle of champagne. "Shall we go sit out back?" Mike asked nodding his head toward the back deck. 

"It's kind of chilly, isn't it?" Wendy replied.

"I guess," Mike answered, "but it is such a clear and beautiful night that I thought it might be nice anyway. Besides, I spent nearly the whole day cooped up in an office so I wouldn't mind getting some fresh air."

Wendy agreed and disappeared saying she would be right back. Mike quickly gathered the other bottle of champagne and two fresh glasses and met her by the door leading out to the deck as she carried a large blanket. "Just in case," she said as they stepped out onto the deck.

The brisk night air hit Mike's face and he realized it was colder than he expected. He thought for a moment about going back inside but Wendy was already settling into one of the chairs. She had changed into a tight fitting pair of sweatpants and a slightly oversized sweatshirt that hung down enough to cover her ass when she stood. Mike hadn't put on a jacket and he immediately felt the cool of the air.

He got into the chair next to her and immediately accepted her offer of part of the blanket. He scooted his chair right next to hers and draped the blanket over his legs and chest as she did the same. Once they were settled he popped the cork on the bottle and poured them each a full glass. Wendy protested slightly at first but stopped as soon as Mike held the glass out toward her. "Thanks," she said softly as she took the glass. Something about the combination of the tone of her voice and the look on her face made Mike's cock twitch as she seemed to somehow acknowledge without a word that she knew what he was trying to do.

For a long while they sat and quietly talked in the relatively secluded comfort of the deck. Mike made sure that Wendy's glass was quickly refilled each time it approached being empty. As he emptied the last of the bottle into her glass she completely shocked him by saying, "Michael, if I didn't know any better I'd think you were trying to get me drunk."

Mike looked at her in surprise and then smiled slyly not sure of exactly what to say at being so obviously caught. "What do you mean?" he offered meekly.

"Don't try to pull one over on me," Wendy playfully and drunkenly scolded. "I am your mother and I can still tell when you are up to something." Mike was now very excited and waited for her next words anxiously. He wasn't disappointed when she said, "It's getting too cold for me, let's go inside."

He had to help her to her feet and hold her as they made the short walk back inside. From how unsteady she was on her feet it was clear that she was very drunk. They stepped into the house and she led him into the living room. They stopped near the base of the stairs going up to the bedrooms and she turned to face him.

"Now," she began, "what I am wondering is why you would be trying to get me drunk."

Mike was a little surprised by her directness and he stammered slightly, "I...well...um...I guess, well..."

She interrupted him by putting her index finger up against his lips. "I can think of one main reason why you might be trying to get me drunk," she said softly. She paused for a long while as she looked directly into Mike's eyes. "Do you want to fuck me?"

"God, yes!" Mike gasped as he wrapped his arms around her and brought his lips full against hers. As soon as their lips met they parted and their tongues began a wild dance together that lasted for several long minutes as they passionately explored each other with their mouths and hands.

Wendy parted the kiss and said, "Let's go upstairs." Without waiting Mike leaned down and swept her up off her feet and began carrying her toward her bedroom. This type of behavior was not usual for Mike and he was somewhat surprised at himself as they walked down the hall.

Clearly Wendy was not expecting this either and she let out a surprised, sexy moan as Mike confidently carried her up the stairs to toward her own bedroom. Her moan further excited Mike and he felt his cock grow even harder in his pants.

He entered her room and lay her down on her bed. She immediately sat up and began to undo Mike's pants as he stood next to the bed. He took hold of her sweatshirt and pulled it up and over her head bringing the t-shirt she was wearing under it off in the same movement. He quickly unsnapped her bra before guiding her back until she was lying on her back and then began to remove her pants. The sweats easily slipped off her legs and he immediately pulled off her panties leaving her lying naked before him.


He stared down at her prone and naked body and felt a huge wave of desire wash over him. In that moment all he knew was that he had to fuck her and fuck her right now. He began to tear off his own clothes finishing the job that she had started a few moments earlier. He didn't stop until he was completely naked and immediately crawled onto the bed with his rock hard cock leading the way.

Wendy spread her legs wide in anticipation as Mike crawled between her thighs and positioned the tip of his cock at the entrance to her excited pussy. Mike groaned loudly as his cock began to slip easily inside her. Her pussy was much wetter than he had expected and it felt almost as though they had already fucked. Clearly she had been looking forward to this as much as he had.

When his full length settled fully inside her they each let out long, lusty moans of excitement and satisfaction. Mike lowered his mouth to hers and they met in a wild kiss as their tongues excitedly wrestled back and forth between their mouths. Mike's lust had now built to a frenzied level and when Wendy gasped, "Fuck me," in between their kisses he couldn't wait any longer.

Pushing himself up on his hands he began to firmly and rapidly fuck her. Her pussy immediately started making wet slurping noises as he moved back and forth inside her. Mike closed his eyes and focused completely on the sensation of being inside her. He was so involved in his own satisfaction and pleasure that he kept fucking her without much regard for her own pleasure.

Although Mike was completely engrossed in his own pleasure, Wendy was similarly lost in her own passion. She had been trying to convince herself otherwise, but she had wanted this desperately also. She knew it was wrong to be with Mike but he filled her and satisfied her in ways that she had never felt before. She held her legs as widely apart now as she could and basked in the feeling of his hard cock filling her and moving back and forth inside her rapidly. She was already so excited from her anticipation of this moment that she could feel her own orgasm nearing.




Reconnecting Ch. 05



I woke, stretched my arms up and looked around, taking a second to orient myself to the new day. Recalling the events of the evening, I smiled. The clock radio on the nightstand read 9:34 so I was not surprised to be alone. JD has always been an early riser. He was probably long gone, hard at work on whatever landscaping or construction job he had at present.

Looking forward to some alone time, I pulled the sheet off my naked body, and rose slowly, definitely feeling some ache from the night's unbridled pounding. I ran through a few Chi Kung exercises to loosen up my body some and get my blood flowing. JD had left a note on the nightstand, in a heart, he'd written, "I'll call you".

After using the toilet, I considered taking a long bath, but instead opted for a shower. The thought of a long soak sounded good, however, this particular tub and bathroom wasn't terribly inviting. As I lathered up and enjoyed the warm water falling over me, my mind was more than just a little preoccupied with scenes and sensations of my first time with two cocks.

Clean, though not quite rejuvenated, I stepped out of the shower, taking my body wash and shampoo with me. I quickly dressed, and gathered up my stuff to pack it back in my little duffel bag. Having friends that did time cleaning hotels rooms, I made sure to pack up my stuff, and do a quick clean up. I threw all the bedding back onto the bed and gathered up all the used towels in a pile beside the shower.

From my backpack, I pulled out my wallet and took out a few dollar bills. Throwing the pack over my shoulder, I wrote a quick note of thanks and placed it and the money on the counter by the sink where I was sure the cleaning person would find it.

Stepping out the door, as usual, I stopped briefly to take one last look, and think if I'd forgotten anything. Keycard in hand, I shut the door and pulled over the second strap of my backpack. I looked over at Wade's room. No sign of life there. Probably, he was off at work as well.

Heading down the stairs, I didn't see anyone else around as I made my way out of the hotel and to the sidewalk along the main road. Given all the noises last night, I let out a deep breath when I'd cleared the scene. 

I walked briskly a couple blocks down, until I arrived at a storage lot. Typing in the code at the gate, I waited briefly until I could walk through. My space was towards the back. I waved and smiled at the fellow in the office, he'd cut me a great deal to only rent for a week.

I had a pretty large unit, enough to fit my home of the last few years, an Airstream sport 16 towed behind my truck. Whenever I ventured back into cities, I always tried to rent a storage unit to try deterring theft. I could lock things down well in my Airstream and truck, but not much I could do about someone deciding to drive off with all of it.

It definitely ran costs up a little higher, but thankfully, I seldom had to stay long in the big cities. The beauty of mobile living was being able to flee these areas for the wide-open expanse of the desert, where I spent most of my time.

I flipped on the light, closed the unit's door behind me, unlocked my Airstream and headed inside. After tossing my pack onto the bed, I turned on my coffee maker, got together the fixings for a mocha, and pulled out a fresh blueberry muffin from the basket of goodies I'd picked up yesterday morning.

With my tray of food and java, I took it with me and sat cross-legged on the bed, leaning against the wall. From my pack, I took out my laptop and opened to my journal. It was already pretty late to record the latest information, and staring at the screen as I sipped from my coffee, I found my mind unable to put much effort into the project anyway.

One thought kept playing over and over in my mind; I had sex with two men last night. I had sex with two men last night AND had the opportunity to do it again tonight, maybe, probably.

I closed my laptop, and moved it away. Leaning back to nibble on my muffin and sip from my mug, I let my mind work through where my crotch had led me last night. Shaking my head, I thought of when I so sternly felt nothing but "NO! No way!"

The trick now was to decide if I'd let myself explore new experiences, or surrendered my soul for one night's pleasures. Was I a newborn slut nympho soon to be starring in low budget "mature" videos, or simply finding the nerve to explore my sexuality with two very consenting partners who showed great respect?

I laughed at myself when I thought about what JD would not doubt tell me. He'd say I was taking it all far too seriously. All that mattered was that were we safe and had a hell of a good time. I nodded over my coffee mug, agreeing with JD's perspective.

That said, I am now a woman who has slept with two men and wants to do it again. Hard to fathom considering my lifetime of scant pickings since leaving JD. Letting my hand slide down over my breast, I thought of Wade and the amazing way he'd sucked on my tit. 

It made me think of the hunger of both men, matched by own, and the most intense sexual feelings I'd ever experienced. Thinking of how rich and sublime it felt, I knew it was something I would need to seek out again. And again.

Wade. Wade the fierce sucking machine. Yet another element for me to consider. In most previous sexual experiences, when guys didn't really do much for me, I never really vocalized what I wanted. They either worried too much about being considerate, or thought nothing at all overconfident in their prowess and unresponsive to my lack of mutual pleasure.

Somehow, Wade not only made sure to ask me what I wanted, both for his own permission and mine, but once granted, took me with an oddly considerate forcefulness. I was surprised at how much I enjoyed his rough handling of my boobs, his forceful pressures in moving me around. Along with following the directions as JD laid them out, it was a perfect mix of openly expressing my desires and letting myself be ravaged.

I set my empty mug on the little shelf by my bed, and moved to lie down in my middle, my arms tucked behind my head. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and let myself focus in on that word again, "ravaged."

I had ridden JD's cock, then Wade's, then JD's again. I decided then, I did not want one to only watch until the end next time. It warmed my pussy as I thought what I wanted next time was two cocks involved, taking turns in my pussy and whatever else we might all find ourselves craving.

Whatever else, I thought. And with some considerations, let my mind run through details of how I might like to see things play out. Turning over various ideas in my mind, I tried to focus on what my favorite parts had been and what had surprised me the most.

The possibilities for next time seemed difficult to choose from. 

With some thought, I formulated a certain scenario that stirred heat and ache in my pussy. I wiggled out of my clothes, tossing them on the floor beside me. Naked, I bent my knees to rest my feet flat on the bed, and opened my legs wide. It always seemed to heighten my fantasies lying naked and exposed like this. I closed my eyes and let my mind run through the details of one way I would like to see my next meeting with two cocks play out.

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She had the day to dwell upon the single most exciting sexual adventure of her life. Running through the hottest moments, she made a mental checklist of what had stirred her the most. After checking and rechecking her list, memories, and desires, she finally settled into a plan for the next evening.

Returning to the hotel room, she found it had been freshly cleaned and the person who made up the room had even left a smiley face and small flower sticker where RT had left the tip earlier. A good first vibe to get the warmth in the room started.

From her duffel bag, she took out many incense burners, packs of different fragrances, colored light bulbs and a couple small lamps. She placed these around the room to set a good mood and fill the air with sweet fragrance. She pulled a pair of speakers out of her bag and set up her MP3 player with the "heat" playlist she'd made earlier.

The men were expected in about thirty minutes. They had each been given an arrival time, asked to be there right on the button, and not do anything until both were present. She hoped that was enough clue she wanted both at the same time. By design, she'd planned to leave few, but very clear, indications of her desires.

Happy with the ambiance of the room, she stripped the bed to leave only the bottom fitted sheet and four pillows. She put two of the pillows lined along the headboard at the top of the bed, then the other two on top of the other at the middle of the bottom edge of the bed.

She stood a moment gazing down at the bed. Her pussy was hot and wet, her hard nipples throbbed against the tight fit of her C cup bra. She surveyed the bed set-up and nodded her head, sure of her opening moves for the evening's fun to come.

Stepping over to the vanity area, her duffel still open on the counter, she removed her clothes. She stuffed her clothes in the main compartment, and naked, reached in the small side pocket for the last little detail.

Returning to the bed, she laid down with her head at the bottom, and propped her head up with the two pillows. She settled in, and then uncapped the thick red marker she'd taken from her bag. On her chest, just above her boobs, she wrote, "YES" in big capital letters.

Tossing the marker away, she wiggled up a bit and moved the pillows more under her shoulders so her chest was up and her head hung tilted back, slightly off the edge of the bed. She moved her legs so her feet bottoms touched, opening access to her pussy. With that, she was done with her preparations, eager to see what the men would do from there.

Well aware she was ready early, she let herself lie there in suspended hot and aroused-ness, letting the anticipation and lust grow.

As instructed, JD was the first to arrive. Upon hearing his tap on the door, she felt her hips jerk involuntarily. She watched his face as he stepped in. He stopped in his tracks once he caught sight of her lying there. His eyes read her chest and seemed to run through a spectrum of emotions, no doubt starting and ending in horny.

He said hello and when she did not answer, he closed the door behind him and stood just inches from her face. He let himself gaze upon her for a while, and then began removing his clothes. She watched silently, enjoying the show and thrilled when he unveiled his hard cock. Naked with nothing to say or do, he just stood and stared at her. She could tell he was probably already planning where to go from here.

Right on time, Wade burst through the door, saw her on the bed, and yelled out, "Whoa!" He slammed the door behind him darting in for a closer view. "Hey JD," he said and began taking off his clothes.

"Hey Wade. She's not talking tonight," JD replied.

Hastily pulling his shirt over her head, Wade smiled, "That so? Hmmmm," then gesturing to her the word on her chest said, "well, seems to me she's told us exactly what she wants us to know. And if you don't mind, I'd say tonight you and I co-direct."

JD nodded his head quickly, his eyes still glued on her naked vulnerable body. Her eyes were on Wade as his hands were undoing his belt buckle. She wanted to watch his cock emerge.

Wade took a step forward and let his pants drop. He stepped out them and pulled off his shoes and socks. With his cock still within his briefs, he pushed it against her tilted head, rubbing it against her. He pressed firmly, moving his hips side to side and around. She pressed back, and let out a long moan for finally getting some physical contact.

Smiling down at her, he moved so her head was between his legs and reached down to firmly grab both her forearms. While rubbing his wad against her forehead, he pulled her arms up and shoved them down into the waistband of his briefs. She immediately let her fingers explore his hard shaft. 

She gripped his cock and pulled him forward as she leaned her head back more and stuck out her tongue. Wade quickly moved his package over her mouth. Through his briefs, she began massaging his balls with her tongue - rubbing, sucking and kissing them as he pressed down against her moaning loudly.

As she did her best to devour Wade's cock, she felt JD crawl onto the bed. He laid on his belly, propped up on his elbows, gripped her ass tightly in his hands and draped her legs over her shoulders. With his eyes on her face, he began blowing onto her pussy, biding his time, enjoying the show.

She'd long soaked the bottom of Wade's briefs and her tongue longed to taste his cock within. Hungry for flesh, she let one hand pull the fabric to the side to expose part of his balls, which she sucked greedily into her mouth. Wade mashed down hard on her face, losing himself for a moment.

After letting out a gasp, though all he wanted to do was shove himself into her face, he instead managed to take a step back and untangle himself from her hands and tongue for a moment. Quickly, he pretty much tore his briefs from his body to finally free his hard dick. Needing just a moment more, he took it in his hand, rubbing slowly and staring at her mouth.

JD had stopped blowing on her pussy and begun tracing his fingers up and down, all around her pussy lips, steering clear of her clit. She raised her head to glance down at him and saw he had one hand on her pussy and the other around his cock.

Letting her head fall back, she arranged the pillows again and leaned her head a little farther back. She stuck her tongue out to Wade as he stood there taking a little breather.

JD began working one finger just slightly into her wet hole. He worked it around in circles, occasionally licking her. Between JD's teasing of her pussy and the view of Wade's hard cock, everything was working out far better than she'd ever expected.

Stepping up close, Wade put his cock head against her wet lips. She let her tongue dart out slightly to flick against it. He groaned. Ever so slowly, she began letting her tongue explore more of his cock head, from flickers, to rubs, to slow circles around and around it. 

She heard JD gasp out and knew he'd been watching her tongue work. When she opened her mouth ever so slightly, Wade wasted no time pushing himself between her lips. He continued pushing himself in until her lips grew tight around his shaft and she started sucking. 

Taking him in that way felt so exciting. She'd always loved upside down kisses, and found taking a cock into her mouth this way was just as exciting. Wade seemed to concur. His hip jerked forward and he yelled out in pleasure. The force of his hips powering into her mouth travelled all the way down to her toes. Her pussy clenched down on JD's exploring finger as she called out a muffled, "Ohhhhh".

Wade began pumping into eager mouth. She loved the angle of penetration, and continued to suck noisily, each thrust driving more and more sparks through her body.

JD had two fingers in her now and alternated between watching her suck on Wade and licking her pussy. He continued to pump his shaft with his hand but yearned for more.

She wiggled and writhed against JD's hand, also yearning for more, her clit aching to be rubbed. Sucking Wade's cock as he pumped in and out, she let her hands rub and squeeze his balls.

Every moment was new levels of steamy as she lay completely open to the two men. Each moment Wade's cock filled her mouth and JD played with her pussy, flooded her with such new, dirty, and crazy hot pleasures. Possessed by this sexual hunger, she managed to take Wade a little deeper, and moaned loudly as she sucked wildy on his hard pole.

A loud holler of, "Uhnnnn", stirred her back to attention. Still groaning, Wade took a step back, his breathing labored. "Oh RT, you are tooooo much! I almost lost it there already."

He jogged a bit on the balls of his feet and shook out his back. She watched his cock bob up and down, waiting impatiently as JD continued his finger work.

"JD," Wade said, "Let's switch."

JD nearly jumped up from the bed. In a flash, he was standing with his cock right against my face. She reached her hands up and began rubbing his shaft against her face and squeezing his balls. With loud moans, he moved to straddle her head as she continued to fondle his cock and balls.

After licking, kissing, and fondling his cock, she took it in one hand and opened her mouth to take it in. Holding just the tip in her mouth, she started sucking hard. JD jerked forward as he shouted, "Ohhhhh!" 

She stopped sucking for a moment to let him regroup. 

She was about to take him in deeper and start sucking again, when Wade moved onto the bed. On his knees, his tucked in right against her ass, lifting her legs up over his. His cock right up next to her pussy, he held his shaft and used his cock head to began massaging up and down along her glistening slit.

The long moan she let out was cut short by JD pushing his cock into her mouth. She took him as deep as she could, then tightened her lips around his shaft and started sucking noisily. She was lost to how wonderful it felt to have JD's cock in her mouth while Wade continued to rub his cock head up and down her slit, bit by bit increasing pressure.

JD kept moving in and out of her sucking mouth while Wade continued to slide his cock up and down her slit. She desperately ached to feel cock in her pussy.

She began sucking even harder on JD, her mouth expressing the hunger her pussy felt for cock. JD yelled out, "Ahhhhh, Ohhhh, RTeeeeee!" At the same moment, Wade let the tip of his cock rub down right on her clit, then slide down to enter her hole. She hollered out as well, clamping down on Wade's cock head, cumming softly.

"Oh RT," JD said, holding his cock over her face, "I nearly lost it when you sucked liked that."

"Been there," Wade said, his cock head held firmly by her pussy as he looked up at her.

JD closed his eyes and held his cock, taking deep breathes to calm down. Wade pulled out and got up to stand beside the bed.

"So JD," Wade said as he slowly stroked his cock and stared at the naked body with "YES" written on it. "What's next and who is first?"

"I need to be buried deep," JD replied between deep breaths.

"Yeah, me too," Wade said. "RT, turn around and lay with your head at the top of the bed, in the middle."

She moved around obediently, looking to him to see what was next.

"Put your hands behind your thighs and lift your legs up, spread as wide as you can."

She complied, happily exposing her wet folds, eager for them to be filled.

Wade moved to stand at the end of the bed next to JD. They both gazed between her legs. Pumping his shaft with his hand, Wade said, "I think we need to take turns on her this time. I'm going to climb in there and pump her pussy and fondle her breasts until I feel like I can't stand it anymore. Then you take your turn. Next go around, we turn her over and get down and dirty."

JD just stood staring at her open to him and nodded his head. Wade grabbed a condom from the table nearby and rolled it down his hard shaft before putting a knee on the bed to crawl on top of her. He moved up and tucked his knees around her ass. Letting his cock rub against her pussy, he leaned over and took one of her boobs into his mouth. Mashing his junk against her, he took her hard nipple in his mouth and sucked hard, delighted by her moans and squirms.

He devoured one nipple, then the other, all the while his cock throbbed to enter her. Grasping both tits, he mashed them together and buried his face between them. Her hips forced the same motion on his. She shivered and yelled out, "Ohhhhhh".




Reconnecting Ch. 05



No longer able to resist, Wade reached down and guided his cock into her entrance. He left it there, just inside for a few moments, then slowly began moving it deeper, listening to her breathing get more ragged and her moans get louder. Staring down at her, he relished how hungry she was for his cock. He returned his attention to her boobs, kissing one then the other, as he began pumping into her.

Holding her legs up she moved her hips to his rhythm and pressed her chest up to meet his lips. Wade struggled to maintain the same steady pumping while everything in his being wanted to drive down onto her with everything he could muster.

"Oh RT!" He exclaimed, pumping into her and giving a little twist at each landing, as if he could get in deeper somehow. His face mashed in her tits, he kept pumping, each slide in and out driving him more and more wild for her.

"Wrap your legs around me, RT," he managed to say between grunts. "Put your arms over my shoulder, move with me honey."

She quickly complied, pushing herself up against him firmly, moving with him as he continued his delicious poking deep into her pussy. He felt so thick and full as he buried his cock in her. As they fell into a rhythm, she began using her arms and legs to try to speed up his strokes. Lost in his hunger for her, he let her lead him, and sped up his pumping some.

She yelled out, "Oh Wade, Wade! Yes!!!" He groaned out loudly and gave a hard quick thrust, then held deep within her, panting roughly, barely keeping control. 

With a deep breath, then a deep sigh, he pulled away from her. She tried to hold him, but he pushed her arms back and got up from the bed. Within seconds, JD was between her legs pushing his cock into her pussy. She yelped out when he thrust down deeply into her.

Buried within her, he leaned over to kiss her deeply. As they explored each other mouths, he began pumping into her. She had to turn her head to let out a gasp and catch her breath. 

She closed her eyes, wrapped her legs around JD and focused completely on his cock that slid in and out of her so wonderfully. JD's cock was longer than Wade's, and he had such a carnal jerky motion when he drove it home. It was divine to feel one then the other. Her pussy welcomed both greedily, riding both to new amazing levels.

Letting her hands explore his shoulders and back, she lost herself to each stroke of his cock plundering her again and again. They both moaned loudly, uncontrollably, as their bodies moved together, sliding along and filling her deeply.

Again, she began urging for a faster pumping, wrapping her legs tighter, pushing up her hips. She felt the heat pouring off JD and knew it was all he could do not to let her push him over the edge. Taking a few last long slow deep strokes, he pulled out, and moved away while still gazing longingly between her legs.

Wade stepped in again, he had two pillows in his hands. "Turn over RT, lay on these pillows so your ass is up in the air."

She did as he asked and he kneeled between her legs. He worked just the tip of his cock into her pussy, and then rammed it home. She yelled out in surprise and pleasure. Again, he pulled nearly all the way out before jamming it into her fast, hard and deep. His breath grew labored, his control grew weak, and he wanted desperately to let go.

He took a few more long deep strokes, then buried deep, fell over her and started gyrating his hips, pressing himself on her. She grunted again and again as he rubbed down on her. Still lying on top of her, he began small pumps, his hips pressing in and out. Her pussy hung tight, each motion fueling his need for her.

As he continued to drive into her this way, he felt her rubbing her hips back and forth on the pillow, stimulating her clit. It send yet another wave of thrill to his balls. 

Lifting himself on his arms, his cock still buried deep, he watched as she moaned and rubbed her hips into the pillows. He called up his reserves as he told himself she was a woman who had a fire to put out. He took a few deep breaths as he marveled at her full fleshy ass moving and jiggling.

Supporting himself with an arm on each side of her, he began pumping again, short slow strokes at first. Her immediate and vocal reaction drove him wild and soon he was ramming faster and fuller strokes. His eyes on her ass, he pounded even faster and harder, letting himself go.

She felt him near the edge and loved how hard he was slamming into her. Every time he powered down, her clit got mashed into the bed and sent a jolt after jolt of sexual bliss through her body. "Ohhhh Wade," she yelled out.

Her screams sent him over the edge. He took one last long deep thrust and shot his load deep into her while she continued calling his name as they came together. Falling down on her again, he continued grinding down on her as they both rode out the final vestiges of orgasm.

Instead of getting up, he just rolled off her and off of the bed to make room for JD.

JD crawled between her legs and quickly plunged his cock deep within her. He let his body lie on hers and rubbed into her hips with his. He moaned softly, grinding down on her, waiting for the sign.

After a few moments, her pussy buzzed for cock again and she began to squeeze his hard dick. JD moaned, then happily started pumping her pussy.

"Oh JD!" She cried out.

JD groaned back, and thrust hard into her. His time watching had done nothing to settle him down. Seeing her with Wade was the hottest thing ever, like a free in house porn flick, only better, and with participation. It was so hard to wait his turn, and now finally drilling into her pussy, he was quickly losing all control.

"JD, lift her up on her knees, I want to watch those tits swing while you pound her," Wade said from where he was sitting beside the bed.

JD managed to stop his deep thrusts into her long enough to reach under and gently pull upward and said, "Move up, darlin', onto your knees."

With JD's help, she moved onto her knees, and leaned down with elbows on the bed. JD took a moment to let his hands run across her ass a few times and tucked his hips in tight against her, eager to slide back into her.

"Up on your hands, RT, give me a good view of your boobs hanging down," Wade urged.

She raised herself up as JD began pushing into her from behind. He started slowly, shoving in with long strokes. Her eyes were on Wade as he watched her tits. His hungry eyes made her nipples burn for his touch. Thrilled to see Wade's attentions, she began pushing back on JD, eager for more of his cock.

"Oh yeah," Wade said, "there we go! JD, I want to see these titties swing, smack into her good."

JD pulled his cock nearly out, then held for a second just within her entrance. With a holler and grunt that startled both the others, he thrust forward full force.

"Ohhhh!" She cried out as he slammed into her. It took all she had to hold herself up against it. Wade just smiled, watching her titties swing forward and back.

His grunts nearly shaking the room with their intensity, JD continued long hard strokes, rocking her body on each penetration, keeping her boobs swinging.

She kept her eyes on Wade, so turned on by the lust in his eyes as he watched her taking JD hard over and over again. She loved getting to be their fuck doll, feeling one cock, and then the other. Her pussy burned with that thought, two cocks, each felt so incredible.

Absolutely involved with both men, the eyes of Wade, the pounding of JD, she was quickly reaching the edge of another intense orgasm. JD grunted and groaned with each thrust and she could hear was soon to explode.

"Oh JD!" She managed to utter.

That was enough for JD, he knew she was ready and shifted into overdrive to thrust deeply into her a few more times, shouting out unintelligibly. Just as JD's last thrust sent additional thrills from her crotch through all parts of her body, Wade reached in and cupped her tits, squeezing and mashing them hard. She yelled out in joy as JD took his last plunge and shot his load into her, holding firm against her ass, groaning deeply. He watched her hips rub back against him as she came, clenching down on his cock.

When her moans subsided and shockwaves slowly dissipated, she let herself fall forward onto the bed. JD flopped down beside her and Wade scrambled up to lie next to her on the other side. Slowly recovering, flanked by both naked men, she delighted in their carnal debauchery.

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Or something like that, I thought, smiling. Whatever they might really do would probably be just as divine. I stretched my arms and squeezed my legs together. I ached to touch my clit and my nipples, but resisted, preferring to wait for the fingers, hands, and cocks, of JD and Wade to do such things.



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When he heard her moans grow to a loud crescendo Mike opened his eyes and looked down at her face. She was crying out loudly with her eyes tightly closed and her mouth hanging open in a look of absolute pleasure and release. Moments later he felt her pussy clench down tightly around his cock and then begin to spasm as her orgasm passed over her wildly.

Seeing and feeling her cum was more than enough to push Mike beyond his own limits. With a few more wild thrusts he too cried out loudly as he felt his cum begin to flow into her. He pushed as deeply inside her as he could and held himself tightly as his cock pulsed and forced load after heavy load of cum into her waiting pussy. Wendy moaned, almost purred, softly as she felt him begin to fill her. Mike was so overcome with the intensity of the sensation that all he could do was gasp as each of his jets filled her.

By the time he finally finished cumming he dropped down on top of her feeling completely exhausted and satisfied. They lay in each other's arms as they each regained their breath and basked in the warm afterglow of their intense orgasms. 

Wendy was the first to move as she began to softly run her fingers through his hair. He lifted his head to look up at her and they met in a very soft and lingering kiss as their lips and tongues tenderly danced and moved together. They remained like this for a long time just holding and softly kissing each other.

When they eventually parted the kiss Wendy looked into his eyes and whispered, "Thank you." Mike was a little surprised to hear this and initially didn't know what to say. He had wanted her so much himself that he thought he should thank her. He opened his mouth to reply but she interrupted him saying, "Don't say anything, Michael. For tonight I just want to be with you. I know this is wrong and we are crazy and foolish for doing it again, but I can't deny that you make me feel sexier and satisfy me more than I could ever have dreamed. Let's not worry about tomorrow, for tonight I just need to be with you completely."

As she spoke the last of her words she rolled Mike over onto his back and sat up next to him. He gazed up at the burning lust in her eyes and, when she leaned down to him, he immediately met her in a deep and wanting kiss. The kiss parted and Mike immediately rolled onto his side and took one of her nipples into his mouth as she groaned deeply. He teased her nipple with his tongue and lips over and over savoring feeling it tighten in his mouth. He could have remained like this suckling on her for hours but she shifted her position and her tit slipped out of his mouth.

Seconds later Mike felt her hot mouth wrap around the end of his cock and he groaned and returned to lying flat on his back. His cock had already grown to nearly its full size just from hearing his mom say that he satisfied her like she never had dreamed of. Now, her mouth was perfectly coaxing it back to its full size. She slowly and teasingly sucked and licked at him for many long minutes and he just remained still drinking in her attentions. 

He eventually was stirred from his dreamlike state by the feeling of Wendy shifting her position again. She lifted her leg and brought it down on the other side of his head before eventually lowering her pussy onto his mouth as they settled into a 69 position with her on top.

Mike eagerly dove into her soaking wet pussy and almost immediately tasted his own cum from deep inside her as their combined juices flowed out of her and onto his face. He lapped at her pussy over and over and savored exploring her so intimately as she continued teasing his cock. His previous release had been so intense that he still remained well in control despite getting a truly amazing blowjob.

Eventually Mike "cleaned" most of his own cum out of her and could gradually feel her own juices begin to build again as her excitement began growing once more. Mike slipping his tongue out of her pussy and began to let its tip slide upward until he was licking the area between her pussy and asshole. She immediately responded to this and moaned as she let his cock slip out of her mouth. She turned her head around slightly and hissed a long, "Yessssss." She further rotated her hips down bringing her tightest hole even closer to his mouth.

Mike teased around her desired target for as long as he could stand and when he finally let his tongue move to her asshole Wendy let out a long, deep moan. Her wetness both before and after their previous fuck had been so intense that there still remained a heavy wetness on and around her asshole. Mike gathered the wetness and swirled his tongue around in it as he played over her tight hole.

He increased the pressure on her hole with his tongue as he tried to shove his tongue inside her. Wendy had resumed sucking and teasing his cock but when she felt this she again let it pop out of her mouth with an audible noise as she let out another sensual moan. Mike had completely lost track of time by this point but he continued teasing her asshole with his tongue for what seemed like many long minutes. Her excitement had obviously grown and he could feel the heavy wetness and heat from her pussy on his chin and neck.

Eventually he let his tongue slip back down to her pussy and he found it to be as wet as it was before their first fuck earlier. The teasing of her asshole had clearly put Wendy on the brink of cumming and she responded heartily to his teasing of her pussy. She began to grind her hips back and forth over his mouth and her breathing pattern changed as she neared her orgasm.

When she began cumming she pushed herself down hard on Mike's face as he reached under and around her to began caressing her ass cheeks in his hand. Her pussy danced all over and around his tongue as she came and her juices once again coated his face. While she was still cumming Mike slipped his tongue back up to her asshole and began to once again tease it. With a loud moan Wendy's orgasm almost seemed to intensify again so he continued licking and playing with her asshole until she had completely finished cumming.

Only when he felt her relax slightly as the intense orgasm passed did he move his tongue back to her pussy. He slowly and tenderly explored the folds of her pussy under her own warm wetness. As he concentrated on tenderly pleasuring her Wendy once again moved her mouth to his cock and this time she began to suck him with wild abandon.

The sensation was so intense that Mike couldn't focus on her pussy any longer and let his head roll away from her. She somehow knew just how to combine her bobbing head movements with her gentle sucking in the perfect way to drive him crazy. He felt her shift slightly and then moaned as her fingers began caressing his balls. She rolled them softly in her fingers as she eased up ever so slightly on her sucking. Mike was close to the edge and she must have sensed it as she kept him just in control of himself until she was ready to end things.

She kept on playing with his balls for only a short while longer before her hand moved away. For a moment she also let his cock slide out of her mouth as she put her hands on the insides of his thighs and pushed his legs widely apart. She put her fingers into her mouth and coated them heavily with her own saliva before removing them and reaching down below his balls as she again slipped his cock back into her hungry mouth.

He didn't feel her hand again until her fingertip brushed over his own asshole. Mike had never had any woman, even Cindy, express any interest in his ass so he had never thought much about it during sex. He groaned, mostly of surprise, as Wendy's fingers began to rub over his tight hole. She again intensified her sucking on his cock as she continued teasing his virgin asshole. Mike was surprised at how exciting and forbidden her touch was. Almost in spite of himself he began to wonder what it would feel like to have her fingers inside him as she sucked his cock. 

These new thoughts combined with her intense sucking on his cock soon caused him to groan loudly as he felt his cum getting ready to explode. Wendy gave his cock a few last strokes with her mouth and then moved so only his cock head was inside her as she tightened her lips around his shaft. Just as the first jet of his hot cum exploded into her mouth she put a finger over his asshole and pressed against it. She knew she wasn't pressing nearly hard enough and that there wasn't nearly enough lubrication to penetrate him but she wanted to see his reaction.

Mike gasped, "Oh God!" at the increased pressure on his tight hole. He had no idea if she was trying to fuck him with her finger but the added pressure was equally surprising and exciting. She held the pressure steady as he pumped several big loads of cum inside her mouth. He thought about her swallowing his cum and what his cock must look like in her mouth and groaned again as he continued to empty his load of cum into her mouth.

When he had finished cumming she moved her hand slowly away from his asshole and slowly began to move her mouth down on his cock once again. She didn't stop moving her head down until her lips and nose were pressed tightly into the dark hair at the base of his cock and he could feel his cock deep inside her mouth and into her throat.

He wished that he could watch as she slowly began to move her mouth up and down his shaft each time taking his entire length deeply into her mouth. She stopped only when his cock softened enough in the wake of his intense release that it slipped out of her mouth. For a long while they each returned to softly and tenderly teasing and exploring each other with their mouths.

When she finally crawled off him they met in a series of slow and tender kisses. Mike felt an electric jolt of excitement at being able to taste his own cum in her mouth and Wendy was similarly excited by tasting her own juices from her son's mouth. For the next hour or so they stayed together softly kissing and fondling each other and generally just basking in being intimately together.

Mike didn't realize that he dozed off until he was awakened by her gentle stirring next to him. It was still dark outside but he had no idea what time it was. He looked over at her and was struck by how stunning she looked even with her tousled hair and the vaguely sleepy/drunken look in her eyes. He had been lying on his side with her behind him and he felt her hand on his naked hip. She looked up at him and smiled sexily as she began to caress his hip and thigh.

Before long Mike rolled onto his back and watched as her fingers deftly made their way to his soft cock. For a brief while she let her fingers play with the dark curls of hair at the base of his cock. She then alternated between softly caressing his cock and balls for a while before she settled into fondling his cock.

Mike moved his own hand over and began to lightly caress her soft tits as she continued to fondle and massage his cock. She slowly and expertly coaxed his cock back to life and Mike could feel his cock beginning to stiffen much quicker than he expected. They made eye contact briefly and she smiled wickedly down at him. "Sorry to wake you," she teased, "but I'm not quite done with you yet."

Mike smiled excitedly as she continued, "You're not tired of your old mom yet, are you?"

"Never," Mike answered honestly. "I would never get tired of you."

Wendy sighed happily and returned her attention to his stiffening cock. Mike continued caressing her tits as she deliberately worked his cock. When his cock had finally regained its full size she reached off to the side of the bed and returned with her fingers piled high with a large amount of a clear gel. She immediately began to stroke the gel over his shaft and Mike groaned excitedly in anticipation of what was going to happen. He remembered the feeling of lubricant from before and had often thought of the intense sensation of fucking her ass. He felt his lust continue to build with the thought of again being inside her tight ass.

"Are you ready for this?" she asked once she had liberally applied the lubricant all over his hard cock.

"Yes!" Mike gasped excitedly.

She squeezed a good size dollop of the lubricant out of the tube and onto the tip of his cock before she tossed the tube aside and began to shift her position. Mike initially began to sit up but she pushed him back down as she crawled over the top of him. She straddled him and initially began to lower herself down as if she was going to fuck him from the top. As her pussy neared him she rotated her hips forward.

When his cock first contacted her asshole she spread her legs even wider. Mike could feel a large amount of additional lubricant from her ass and smiled wickedly at the idea of her lubing her own asshole in anticipation of this as he dozed next to her. He guessed that she must also have been fucking her own ass with her fingers or something as he slipped inside her tight hole a little easier than he remembered from before.

Still, she had to pause with him just inside her and allow herself to adjust to the sensation. She slowly worked about half his length into her in this same manner, each time taking a small amount further inside and then pausing to readjust. When she was comfortable with about half of him inside her she began to slowly and carefully ride up and down the end of his cock. Mike groaned loudly and lustfully at the intense sensation and watched her face as it twisted into a mask of erotic joy.

Their fuck started slowly but soon intensified as her own excitement grew and she became more comfortable with him inside her. Slowly, and without Mike even realizing it, the rest of his cock worked its way into her ass until she was riding up and down his full length easily.

She was sitting on her knees and began to lean back until her hands rested on the tops of his legs behind her. From this position she quickly settled into a tempo that was comfortable for both of them. Mike stared greedily at her as she rode his cock into her ass. In this position she was completely exposed to his view and he loved it. Even in the dim light coming in the window he could see her tits sway across her chest erotically as she moved. He then looked down between her legs and stared at her glistening pussy as it was spread and exposed to his view. He loved how it flexed and changed shape as his cock worked in and out of her ass.

She remained like this fucking him expertly for a long while before Mike finally reached down with his hand and began to caress her pussy. Her eyes had been closed tightly and she gasped in surprise at his touch as he began to run his fingers through her pussy hair. Slowly he moved down to her wet pussy and he began to tease her clit briefly and the wet folds of her pussy as she increased the intensity of her fuck and moaned excitedly.

When his fingers slipped inside her pussy she again groaned loudly. He began to match the pace of their fuck as he started fucking her pussy with two of his fingers. He could feel his cock inside her ass with his fingers deeply inside her pussy. Her excitement grew rapidly as she was now getting fucked up both holes simultaneously.

She began to wildly ride his cock and he was surprised at how comfortable she had become with him up her ass. They were now fucking as wildly as he would have expected if he were in her pussy, but he now had the intense added sensation of the incredible tightness of her ass and of the knowledge of what they were doing.

He pushed his fingers deeply into her pussy and used his thumb to try and locate her clit. As soon as he found her sensitive button she cried out loudly and exploded into orgasm. She called out over and over as she dropped down on him forcing his cock as far up her ass as it would reach. Her pussy quivered all around his fingers and he could feel her ass grow even tighter around him as it too spasmed with her orgasm.

He looked up at her heaving chest as she finished cumming and was wildly excited to see that her nipples had both drawn into hard points. They stood prominently off her tits and rode up and down rapidly as her breath came in short, excited gasps.

It seemed like several minutes before her long orgasm finally passed and Mike let his fingers slide out of her wet pussy. She crawled off him and his cock slipped out of her tight asshole for the first time in a long while. She immediately got onto her hands and knees next to him and Mike moved behind her knowing immediately what she wanted. As she leaned forward and pressed her chest onto the bed Mike guided his cock toward her gaping asshole.

She emitted a long moan as he slowly drove his entire length into her in one motion. "Just fuck me," she gasped. "Let yourself go, I need to feel you inside me."

He immediately took hold of her hips and began to fuck her asshole from behind. "God! Yes! Do me!" She called out as he continued fucking her firmly. He increased the speed of their fuck even further as his own excitement grew. She continued to moan and urge him on which only served to heighten his own ecstasy.

"Cum! Cum for me!" She gasped as he was now wildly fucking her asshole. 

He gasped, "I'm so close. Tell me how much you want it."

She immediately began urging him on. She continued with a stream of lurid statements that brought him right to the brink of his control. He began to moan as he felt his cum readying to explode and she called out, "Cum for mommy! Mommy wants to feel your cum!"

With a long groan Mike pushed deeply inside her and began to fill her ass with as big a load of cum as he could manage. Wendy moaned a long , "Yesssss," and pressed back against Mike as his cock pumped several loads of cum into her.

It was almost as if Mike pumped every last ounce of his energy into her for as soon as he finished cumming he could barely find the strength to hold himself upright. He pulled his cock out of her asshole and briefly watched as her now gaping hole slowly began to regain its tight pucker. Wendy seemed similarly drained and simply collapsed onto her stomach as Mike flopped down next to her. Sleep took hold of them quickly.

As Mike stirred slowly he was aware that the room was now brightly lit from the late morning sun coming around and through the curtains on the windows. He was very thankful that his flight home didn't leave until later that evening as he was still pretty wiped out, but extremely satisfied, as a result of the previous night. He looked over next to him and saw his mom still soundly asleep on her back. He looked down to her tits and watched them rise and fall slowly with her deep breathing. He closed his eyes for a moment and quickly drifted back to sleep.

It felt like a few hours later when Mike again stirred awake. This time Wendy was also awake and he could hear her in the bathroom. He sat up on his elbows as the door opened and Wendy stepped out of the bathroom still completely naked. "Good morning," she said softly in a tone that Mike immediately recognized as the tone of a lover and not of a mother. "Care to share a shower?" she added.

Mike smiled and gladly accepted her invitation climbing out of bed and walking, naked, over to her. She quickly adjusted the water and they stepped together inside the oversized shower in the master bathroom. In all of his years living in this house growing up he never would have dreamed of being in this shower with another woman. The fact that he was now sharing this shower with his own mom brought a wide, wicked smile to his face as the water streamed down his body.

They stayed together in the shower for a long, long time. They took turns gently shampooing each other's hair and washing each other's bodies. Both simply enjoyed this intimacy and neither made any immediate moves to advance things sexually. It wasn't until Wendy softly held Mike's cock and balls in her soapy hands near the end of the shower that some of the "life" began to return to his cock. She softly washed him but let her fingers leisurely glide over his sensitive areas and she let out a low moan of surprise when she felt him begin to harden in her hand. Soon her touches changed slightly to become more sensual than simply "washing" as his cock slowly grew harder and harder.




Reconnecting Ch. 05



"Oh my," she softly said in a sexy tone as she looked up into his eyes and continued softly stroking his still growing cock. "Didn't you get enough last night?" she teased.

"Never," Mike answered causing her to break into a wide, sexy smile. She kept up her soapy fondling and caressing for a while after his cock had regained its full size. Mike was actually also a little surprised that his cock had regained its size so quickly after the intense fucking the previous night, but in her expert hands anything felt possible.

Wendy smoothly got down on her knees in front of Mike and continued to gently stroke and caress him as his cock was now only inches in front of her face. She let the stream of water wash all the soap off him before she slowly moved her head forward until the tip of his cock was ever so slightly brushing against her lips. Mike stared down at her as she used her lips and the tip of her tongue to lightly brush against and tease the tip of his excited cock.

She then looked upward and made direct eye contact with him as a wicked smile formed on her face. Mike watched excitedly as she slowly opened her mouth wide and took him into her warm mouth as she bathed the tip and underside of his cock with her tongue. Mike let out a long moan as he watched her slowly devour his entire length until she had him fully inside her mouth. She had held her eye contact with Mike the entire time she moved him inside her mouth and still maintained it now as she held still with him completely inside her.

Mike gasped as she began to move her mouth back and forth on his cock letting very nearly the entire thing exit her mouth before again taking him completely inside. As erotic as this felt to Mike there was nothing that could match the visual of her lips completely engulfing him and taking him all the way inside until they were pressed into his dark hair at the base of his cock. 

"Oh God!" he gasped. "That feels so good."

Wendy continued her deliberate sucking on him until Mike was nearing his end. She began alternating between deep throating him and concentrating on teasing the sensitive tip of his cock. She also alternated between holding eye contact with Mike and looking down at his cock as she sucked and licked him wantonly. The effect for Mike was amazing and he tried hard to control his orgasm for as long as he could. When she simultaneously made eye contact with him, took him all the way into her mouth, and hummed lightly creating an amazing vibration, he knew he was at the end of his control.

"I'm gonna cum," he moaned as he felt his cum start to rise.

Her hand moved quickly to his shaft and she began to firmly stroke his cock as she held the end of him inside her opened mouth. The whole time she held her gaze locked into his with a smoldering look that urged him to cum.

"Fuck, yes, ughhhh!" Mike grunted as his cum began to shoot into her mouth. Because she had kept her mouth wide open he could watch the first jets of his cum land on her tongue and coat her teeth. As she stroked the rest of his cum out he shot the remaining jets out on her cheek, chin, and finally on her chest as the last few spurts of cum dripped out of him and landed on her tits and chest.

By the time he had finally finished cumming they both became aware that the water was beginning to cool as they had exhausted the hot water supply in the house. Wendy got back on her feet and they quickly cleaned themselves up in the gradually colder and colder water.

After they stepped out and dried off they each slipped on robes, Wendy a sleek satin robe that stopped well above the middle of her thigh and Mike an old cloth robe that looked like it hadn't been used in a while. They went down the kitchen and together cooked a huge meal, which they promptly devoured. After they finished Mike stepped out of the room and called the airport to confirm his flight time for later that day.

When he returned to the kitchen Wendy was still seated at the table reading the newspaper. In the mid afternoon light she looked good enough to eat and Mike decided it was time for some dessert after their delicious meal. He walked behind her and began to massage her neck and shoulders drawing an immediate moan of delight and satisfaction. She dropped the paper and leaned forward as Mike continued his massage.

He allowed his fingers to wander around her sides and softly caress her tits under the slippery satin. The sensation was very exciting for him and, based on her moans, very exciting for her also. He lingered on the massage for many more long minutes drawing many more moans of happiness from her.

She easily followed his lead when he took her shoulders and guided her into a standing position before turning her around to face him. He stepped in close to her but instead of kissing he as she clearly expected he put his hands under her ass and lifted her off the ground slightly. She sighed as he sat her on the edge of the table and then moaned again as he untied the knot holding her robe closed. As he pushed the robe open he softly fondled her tits and massaged the front of her shoulders and her stomach.

Wendy leaned back on her elbows and allowed her son to completely explore her with his hands. He softly massaged and caressed her all over and focused primarily on her soft, inviting tits. He teased each of her nipples into hard points several times over before he moved to his next target.

Sitting on the chair in front of her he pushed her legs apart and lowered his hungry mouth to her waiting pussy. She hissed in delight when his tongue first touched her pussy. He concentrated on slowly and softly teasing her all over and around her pussy as her wetness grew and grew. He teased her clit periodically while also dipping his tongue inside her and exploring the folds and lips of her pussy repeatedly.

He slowly and carefully built her passion until he could tell that she was very near cumming. He lifted his head from her wet pussy for a moment and said, "I want to feel you cum on my tongue. Let yourself go."

She let out a long moan at his words and it became even louder as he returned his mouth to her and began to again suck and lick at her. To further drive her on Mike reached up and began to tease her clit with his fingers as he focused on sucking and licking around her pussy hole. 

When she finally did cum the whole table shook and the dishes rattled from the power of her orgasm. Her pussy practically exploded around his tongue as it rocked and convulsed wildly and she cried out loudly as she gripped the sides of the table for support. He continued licking at her all through her orgasm and for several long minutes after as she lay still regaining her breath and composure.

When she had recovered she slowly slid herself off the table and down onto Mike's lap as they met in a long and deep kiss. It was really only at that moment that they both became aware of the raging hard on that Mike had. He had been so engrossed in pleasuring her that he hadn't even been aware that his own cock had grown hard and was ready for some release.

She deftly reached down between them and fondled his cock finally freeing it from his robe. She parted their kiss with a wanton moan and stood off his lap as she let her own robe finally drop off her shoulders. She spun around and leaned down on the table pushing her ass out toward Mike. He immediately knew what she wanted and stood up yanking off his own robe as he stepped behind her. Holding his cock he easily glided it into her waiting pussy and moved all the way inside her in one easy stroke.

"Fuck me," she pleaded as Mike took her hips and began to thrust in and out of her. She again held the edges of the table for support as Mike now pounded his cock back and forth inside her. Since she had just cum Mike concentrated only on setting a tempo that pleased him as Wendy urged him to fuck her.

"Ummmm, harder," she moaned causing Mike to increase the force of his thrusts. "Yes, harder, fuck me hard," she gasped as Mike began driving into her roughly again causing the table to creak and even begin to slide across the floor under them.

The sound of their bodies slapping roughly together filled the kitchen and Mike closed his eyes as he held her hips tightly and thrusted over and over into her. "Aaarrrrrggghhh," he finally grunted when he started to cum. He continued pumping into and out of her as he orgasmed and only stopped when his cock began to quickly go soft when he finished. This last orgasm resulted in very little cum after all of his previous efforts but the sensation was no less incredible for him.

He slipped himself out of her and collapsed onto the kitchen chair once again. She stayed on the table for a few moments before finally standing up and saying, "Oh God, Mike. We're going to miss your plane!" Mike looked at the clock and realized they had fucked for longer than he had thought and it was already after the time when they had said they should leave for the airport.

They each frantically threw on some clothes and Mike rapidly finished his packing before they raced out to the car. Wendy drove madly all the way to the airport and they knew he would be cutting it close as she screeched to a stop outside the terminal. They exchanged a fast kiss before Mike grabbed his bags and ran inside the terminal. He just barely ended up making his flight back home and almost immediately fell into a deep sleep once the adrenaline of the race to the airport wore off.

"Hi mom," Mike said when Wendy answered the phone a few days later. 

"Hi Michael. I was hoping you would call. I think we need to talk."

Mike had made sure to wait until Cindy was not around so he could talk openly with his mom. He wasn't sure what needed to be said but they didn't have any time for any sort of closure to his visit due to the frantic rush to the airport. They had clearly decided to throw out their better judgment for their last night and day together and had left things in a very erotic and sexual place.

Wendy repeated to him that she did not want to be a party to his cheating on Cindy. She even expressed a lot of guilt about what had already happened and even Mike's urgings that she shouldn't be concerned didn't seem to help much. She again said that their sexual relationship must end especially in light of them moving in with her. They talked for a long time and both agreed that they must stop sleeping together for a variety of reasons, but the primary reason was that they must respect Cindy and Mike's marriage. 

When they said their good-byes and hung up the phone both were left with a feeling of how strange it was going to be to once again live together. However this strangeness didn't involve the usual feelings of a grown child moving back home with the parents when both were used to being on their own. Instead both were left with the knowledge of how much temptation they would be facing to resume their illicit affair. For a while Wendy had even considered withdrawing her offer for them to move in for fear of what might happen, but she decided that would unfairly punish Mike and Cindy for her own forbidden desires.

Mike too knew that resisting temptation would be hard, but he hoped having Cindy around to keep him satisfied would help. However, he couldn't help but let fantasies of fucking Cindy and his mom at the same time grow and live in the dark places of his mind. More and more often as they packed and prepared for the move he found that his fantasies would involve the three of them together in various scenes. Sometimes he thought about Wendy watching and then joining him and Cindy and other times he thought about Cindy catching him with his mom and then, rather than being mad, joining them. His wildest fantasies, however, involved him coming home late from work and finding his wife and mother in bed wildly fucking each other as he watched and then eventually joined.

Even as the moving day finally came and he watched the movers load all of their belongings into the truck he knew the coming weeks and months would be full of many uncertainties. As he and Cindy got in the taxi and started off toward the airport he took one last look back at his old apartment building and perhaps his old life. 



Reconnecting Ch. 06



The first few months of their new living arrangement proved to work out just fine, for the most part. Despite Mike's initial reservations about the arrangement he quickly grew more comfortable. True to her promise Wendy didn't meddle or get too involved in their business and neither Mike nor Cindy felt burdened or awkward with her around.

Probably the best part for him was that Wendy and Cindy hit it off right away. They rapidly became much more like good friends than the usual relationship. While Mike settled in at his new job they seemed to bond right away. They began going out shopping together or on other outings without Mike and had even gone on a few "girl's nights" leaving Mike at home.

In spite of this Mike couldn't deny there had been a few times when things seemed a little awkward between him and his mom. The first such incident happened about three weeks after they moved in. On that day Cindy had gone to the gym to work out leaving Mike and Wendy home alone. Mike offered to help her prepare dinner and they began to move around the kitchen chatting happily until the moment when she bent over to retrieve something from the bottom cabinet while Mike stood behind her. Before either really realized it her ass pressed back into his crotch and they remained still like that for a moment as they each seemed momentarily surprised by their position.

"Um, sorry," she offered somewhat awkwardly as she stood back up and turned to face him. Mike just smiled and tried to act like it was no big deal, but he couldn't deny the surge of excitement he felt or how a part of him didn't want her to move. Based on her expression and how unsure she seemed to be acting he guessed that she felt a similar range of emotions.

They finished cooking the meal in silence and Mike was relieved when Cindy returned home a little while later. After dinner Mike quickly lured Cindy up to their bedroom and they immediately fell into a wild, passionate fuck. 

There were a few other awkward moments like that between Mike and his mom, but for the most part they were rare. For her part Wendy had many of the same concerns when the younger couple moved in. Happily she found that most of the time her own forbidden desires and temptations stayed tucked neatly away in the dark parts of her mind and didn't interfere with day to day life. Still, she couldn't stop herself from continuing to fantasize about Mike during those quiet times when she would lie in bed and softly play with her pussy or touch her own tits.

This all began to change for Wendy one Saturday night. The three of them had been relaxing and watching some videos when Wendy excused herself and went up to bed. All night she had been feeling like a bit of a third wheel and thought it would be nice to give Cindy and Mike some privacy.

Wendy put on her satin pajamas and spent a while lying in bed reading her book before she decided a glass of wine would do nicely to finish off the day. Putting her book down she walked back down the hall and toward the living room. She didn't need to go into the living room to get to the kitchen, but she did pass by the entrance to the room and from there she could easily see most of the room. 

She hadn't heard any sounds from the living room for a while and was going to try and discreetly sneak by without even looking in. That changed, however, when she heard the soft moan just before she got to the entry to the living room. Almost as a reaction she looked up and saw that Cindy and Mike were in the middle of a slow fuck on the couch. Both had stripped naked and Cindy currently sat over Mike's lap facing him as she rode up and down his hard cock.

Wendy peeked around the corner instantly excited at the sight before her. Cindy groaned softly again and Wendy could see that Mike had started sucking on her tits as they fucked. 

Wendy knew she should leave immediately and not spy on this intimate act, but by now the horny part of her mind had already taken over and so she remained tucked out of sight excitedly watching them fuck. She observed Cindy's slow technique and noticed how it differed from her own style. Cindy moved with a sexual grace and beauty that was very appealing to watch. From her angle she couldn't see between Cindy's legs and she wished for a moment she could see her son's hard cock sliding in and out of Cindy's pussy. 

Just thinking of his cock, surely coated with her heavy pussy juices, made Wendy's pussy tingle and made her own wetness increase. Another moan brought her attention back to watching them as Mike renewed his efforts at sucking and licking his wife's tits. She noticed how beautifully formed Cindy's tits were and how they so temptingly hung right in front of Mike as he slowly and lavishly licked and sucked at them drawing her nipples to hard points. Wendy thought back again to how it felt to have Mike sucking on her tits like that and had to suppress her own moan of desire.

The pace of the couple's fuck began to increase as they seemed to near their orgasms. When Cindy started to cum she threw her head back in delight and let out a long sigh. Wendy watched her hips gliding back and forth as she guided Mike's cock for her own maximum pleasure. When she started cumming Mike opened his eyes and Wendy could easily see the lust gleaming in them as he watched Cindy cum.

As soon as she finished her own orgasm she began to pump herself up and down over Mike rapidly as he started to buck his hips in tempo with her. Wendy smiled wickedly to herself thinking of how Cindy must feel right now and knowing that she too would know exactly how to move to bring Mike off. He grunted fairly loudly as he started to cum and Cindy dropped down fully on him so his full length was all the way inside her. 

For a few moments they sat quietly like this each breathing heavily from their efforts. They then started to exchange a wild, deep kiss and Wendy could easily see their tongues working back and forth between their mouths. As much as she wanted to stay and watch them she knew that she should leave or risk getting caught. 

After she quickly went back to her bedroom without ever getting the glass of wine she crawled in bed and stared at the ceiling for a moment alive with her own excitement. She quickly slipped her hand down between her spread legs and found her dripping wet pussy. It only took a few minutes to bring herself to a strong orgasm as she thought about what she had just seen. Even after cumming she was still so excited that it took her a long while to finally let herself fall asleep. That night she dreamt about being with Mike.

The most difficult moment for Mike had certainly been the day that Cindy had left very early to go to a job interview. It had been just over a week since Wendy had secretly watched him fuck Cindy. With Cindy up and out he slowly moved around the bedroom getting ready for his day at work. After his shower he put on a robe and went down to the kitchen to eat a quick breakfast.

He had been in the kitchen for only a couple of minutes when he heard Wendy walk into the room. "Oh, hi," she said in a tone that indicated she was surprised to find Mike there. He replied with a good morning and didn't really bother to turn around and look at her as he scanned the morning's paper. "I, um, didn't think you were still here," she added, "I heard someone leaving earlier and figured it was you."

"No," Mike answered, "Cindy had an early job interview, so that was her leaving." He then realized that she hadn't yet fully walked into the room and so he set the paper down and turned to look at her. He started slightly in surprise when he saw her. She stood in the doorway of the kitchen dressed in only a satin robe that stopped a few inches above her knees. He could plainly see from the way her tits hung under the slick material that she didn't have a bra or other top on and quickly supposed that she was naked under the robe. As he looked at her she subconsciously pulled at the edges of the robe to try and cover herself as much as possible, but it only seemed to amplified how little of her was actually covered.

Mike was well aware of a certain tension that had suddenly filled the room, but he tried to act as if nothing was wrong. "Come on," he said motioning to the chair next to him, "sit down and have some breakfast."

She did come and sit down after grabbing a muffin from the counter and a banana from the bowl of fruit on the other end of the table. She sat in the chair next to him and, even though he tried to resist, he couldn't stop himself from letting his eyes stare at the gap in the robe that formed on her thighs as she sat and then at the V the fabric formed on her chest. He was also keenly aware of how her tits swayed under the satin as she scooted her chair closer to the table and got herself settled.

They exchanged some small talk as Mike tried to conceal his secret glances at her while she ate. Things continued in a sort of quiet tension like this until they both adjusted their positions and their bare legs rubbed against each other under the table. The simple brush of their legs sent an excited chill through Mike and he struggled to again control the hard on that was threatening to poke through his robe.

All efforts to control his excitement went out the window when he looked down at her chest again and saw that her nipples had begun to poke clearly through her robe. He stared excitedly at the hard points as they seemed to grow stiffer and larger under his gaze.

Whether her choice of a banana had been purposeful or not Mike couldn't deny that watching her eat the long fruit further flamed his burning lust. He thought that she may be taking a little more time than usual in eating the fruit and that she might be making her movements a little more dramatic and exaggerated than usual, but he couldn't be sure if that was simply his wishing or if it was true.

He desperately searched for something to say to break the awkward silence. "Mom," he started, "I want to thank you again for letting us move in with you. It really has been great." He knew it was very forced and unnecessary to say but it was the best he could come up with.

She smiled warmly and reached out taking his hand in hers. If he had tried to use this subject to calm himself down all of his efforts went out the window when she took his hand. Feeling her soft hands gently holding his own sent his mind racing and his hard cock pounding. "It has been my pleasure," she added. With that she took the last bite of her banana while still holding his hand tenderly. 

She stood as if to get up but first she leaned forward over the table and met Mike in a soft kiss that lingered on his lips longer than a mother son kiss should. At first her kiss surprised him and he didn't respond but then he began to respond and the intensity of their kiss increased rapidly. He opened his mouth and let his tongue slide into hers where it was met firmly by her tongue. For the next few precious seconds they remained locked like this until Wendy pulled away and stood up. Her robe had become slightly disheveled and now gapped open on her chest to reveal a large amount of her cleavage. Her nipples were as hard and prominent as Mike had ever seen them and he yearned to reach up and fondle them.

"We can't...we shouldn't," she stammered almost to herself as she began to slowly move away from her son. "I've got to go, sorry," she added before turning and walking briskly out of the kitchen. Mike wanted to stop her and tell her it was OK, but he knew he shouldn't so he sat and watched her ass sway under her robe as she left the room.

The rest of that day was nearly impossible for Mike. Even thought he had jerked off furiously before getting dressed and going to work he had a near constant hard on all day and had a hell of a time focusing on work. He stayed late at the office to try and compose himself before returning home. As soon as he got home he grabbed Cindy and they had a wild quickie fuck in the bathroom just down the hall from where his mom was reading her magazine. Cindy had obviously been surprised by his advance but, as always, she was a completely willing partner and immediately got into the wild fuck. The fuck wasn't anything tender but rather was completely wanton and primal as Mike tried to exorcise his pent up lust from his encounter over breakfast that day. He was still so excited that they had another similarly wanton fuck just after dinner before retiring to bed early that night.

Wendy was similarly horny and filled with lustful thoughts after their brief kiss. The truth was that it really wasn't an accident that she "happened" upon him as he ate his breakfast. She knew that Cindy had left and, despite her better judgment telling her no, she had dressed in only the robe to "surprise" Mike. It had surprised her how well her plan worked and it seemed like before she really knew what had happened she and Mike were kissing. 

She knew it could easily have led to much more and she desperately wanted to be with him in that way. But as she stood in the kitchen with his tongue in her mouth she had a flash of doubt about what they were doing. Against her more primal urges she resisted herself and pulled away from his kiss.

It was hard for her to resist going to him again in his bedroom as he hurriedly got ready for work. Instead, she waited until he left and then immediately dropped onto her bed and brought herself to a wild orgasm as she thought about sucking his hard cock until he sprayed his cum all over her face and tits. She lost track of the number of times she played with herself that day and wished over and over she had a hard cock to satisfy her. 

For her part Cindy had happily noticed a change in Mike since they had moved. He had become more assertive and adventurous during sex and had been driving her wild. In turn she had found some of her own passions reignited and knew that their sex of the past few months had been the hottest of their relationship. She didn't know the reason and really didn't care as long as he remained as ready and willing for sex as he was now.

Cindy had been trying to keep busy and had finally landed a part time job that would hopefully restart her career. Since their wedding she had maintained contact with her sister after not having really kept in touch with her regularly for a couple of years before that. They traded e-mails nearly every day and talked on the phone often. Aside from the usual sisterly catching up Cindy knew that she wanted to keep in touch with her sister for another reason. The night before her wedding with her sister had been as sensual and passionate as any that she could remember. The sex with Mike had been amazing lately but it couldn't match the forbidden lust she shared with her own sister.

Neither Cindy nor Kate ever openly referred to their being intimate together but both hinted at the topic several times in their communications. Both talked of wanting to visit the other so they could have more time to "catch up" and "reconnect". Each time she used these phrases Cindy knew she had a double meaning behind them and she suspected her sister's use of them had a similar double meaning. This combined with Mike's new sexual assertiveness left her in a near constant state of arousal.

Finally one day she got a message from her sister that said Kate would be coming to visit soon. She reread the message over and over and could feel herself growing wet at the idea of being with Kate again. Part of her felt guilty at her desire to cheat on Mike, but she reasoned that it really wasn't cheating somehow. There was no danger of her leaving Mike and she knew that all that would happen is she would return to Mike more excited and sexually charged than before.

Cindy and Kate began making plans for the visit and talked about hotels where Kate could stay and what they could do together. Things changed one night over dinner when Cindy excitedly told Mike and Wendy that her sister was coming to visit. She told them about the plans that had been made so far and Wendy immediately insisted that they change their plans and have Kate stay with them.

At first Cindy protested as both she and her sister had talked about looking forward to some time alone together in the hotel room. Cindy had already fantasized about her and her sister fucking wildly in some hotel room. Cindy said she wouldn't want to be a bother but Wendy wouldn't hear otherwise and insisted that Kate stay with them. Finally Cindy agreed. When she told Kate about the change in plans later both agreed that it was very nice of Wendy and it would be great to save the extra money, but that they would both miss the chance for some time to "bond" together.

The time before her visit passed very quickly and the next thing Cindy knew she and Mike were waiting at the airport to pick up Kate. When the sisters saw each other they exchanged a long hug and then Kate gave Mike another long hug. They loaded her bags in the car and made the drive to Wendy's house.

Once there all four of them sat and talked for a long while until Mike went up to get ready for bed and work the next day. Wendy had prepared a guest bedroom down the hall for Kate and showed her to the room and around the rest of the house. As much as Cindy wanted to do more that first night Kate was tired from her travels and so they said goodnight with a small kiss on the lips.

The next day while Mike was at work Wendy left to go to the gym not too long after breakfast. Cindy knew she would be gone for over an hour, as she had become quite familiar with Wendy's routine. On most days she joined her at the gym but today she had another sort of activity on her mind.

It seemed that Kate had the same idea for as soon as they heard Wendy's car drive away Kate took her sister's hand and said, "It's really good to see you sis."

"Same here," Cindy replied. "You look really good. I love the new haircut."

"Thanks," Kate answered before adding, "I'm really glad we have this time to be alone." As she spoke those last words she leaned toward her sister and their lips met in a soft kiss that soon grew more intense as they began to softly probe each other's mouths with their tongue.

Before long they moved up to Cindy and Mike's room and fell on the bed before resuming their embrace from the kitchen. Both still had their pajamas on and so it was easy for them to quickly strip each other until they were lying naked in each other's arms. Cindy moved away from their kiss and lowered her mouth to her sister's soft tits as she licked at them for a while before sucking one of her nipples into her mouth.

Kate let out a long, lusty moan and lay back enjoying her sister's attention. Cindy lingered over her tits for a short while longer but soon pulled herself away and moved lower towards Kate's waiting pussy. As much as Cindy wanted to prolong this encounter and be with Kate all day she knew that it was a limited time before Wendy would return. 

Once between her sister's legs Kate spread her thighs wide apart and groaned as Cindy began to eagerly lick at her already soaking wet pussy. Kate clearly was as anxious for the encounter as Cindy as it didn't take long for her to erupt into a wild orgasm as her little sister fucked her with her tongue.

Once Kate had recovered she rolled over and began to return the favor to Cindy. Just as Cindy had just done Kate lingered over her tits for several long moments before moving down to her pussy. Kate quickly brought Cindy to the edge of her orgasm and then held her teetering there for a long while as Cindy begged her sister to let her cum. Mike was quite accomplished at sucking her pussy but her sister's touch was so soft and tender and it was like she could anticipate where Cindy wanted to be touched next. Cindy briefly wondered if it would be this way with any other woman or if it was because it was her sister.




Reconnecting Ch. 06



I only had about an hour of work to do before a quick appointment later, yet it was afternoon before I was anywhere near completed. It was terribly difficult to look at numbers and code when my thoughts continued to drift to memories with Wade and JD or ahead to what may come next. Either way, these invasive thoughts kept my nipples hard and pussy aching as I tried to get some work done.

Somehow, still with time to spare before my appointment, I did manage to get just barely enough done to keep my income flowing in. And it was a huge relief to get it out of the way so I could surrender to my dirty thoughts.

I wrapped up work stuff, and got ready to go out. I continued to be taunted and seduced by the sexual explorations I'd taken the day before. The box was open, I was hooked, and it seemed liked every move I made was erotically charged.

Opening my little closet and surveying my small assortment of clothing, I chose a blouse based on the electricity pouring from my hard nipples. What would feel best for them would be airflow and exposure, and of course, the watchful hungry eyes of Wade upon them. 

Under the spell of desire, I chose my lightest bra and a button shirt, leaving the top three undone. I grabbed loose cotton shorts, and opted against any underwear. Walking out of the storage lot and down the street to the bus stop, the attire worked well to maintain my simmering passions. With each step, I could feel my boobs swinging and imagined Wade's eyes upon them.

The bus ride wasn't far, but there were a lot of stops. From my seat by the window, at each stop, I found myself evaluating each man I saw for potential sexual prowess. With each man I gazed upon, I drank him in from top to bottom, imagining what it would be like to run my fingers through his hair, press my boobs into his chest, or what kind of cock might emerge from the bulge in his pants. I'd never experienced a day so driven by lust.

My appointment was at the local horse track. I had five bets to place. With a little hacking, lots of research, and some luck, I'd actually managed to live okay on winnings. The trick was not getting greedy, moving around from track to track, and acting stupid. Playing the ditzy woman and making two good bets and three stupid ones usually well camouflaged my regular moderate winnings as pure luck.

After I got off the bus, and began walking the last few blocks, I noticed two welcome things. I was early, and about halfway there, across the street, I saw an "adult store". Ordinarily, I'd barely glance at such a place, just seeing it as a hang out for lonely horny men. Today though, it seemed to call out to me like a last chance gas station in the middle of a desert.

Waiting at the corner to cross the street, I realized I was feeling zero inhibition or nervousness. I had no worries about entering such a store, only saw it as something to explore and fuel my lust driven day. And yet again, I thought of Wade, and the way he made me ask for what I wanted. It was almost like he was there to guide me over my fears and to dive into the desires I never even let myself think about before.

Walking across the street, I thought it seemed unreal that such a transformation could have occurred from just one night. Unreal, but welcome. As I pushed through the door to the store, my pussy was already hot and wet enough for any hard cock to slide right in.

The store was nicer than I had expected. There was a section of novelties, another of clothing, a small section of books, large section of DVDs and few aisles of toys. There were only a few people scattered about the store, all men. After looking around and seeing my options, I headed first to the clothing. I reviewed the racks of under garments. Immediately, I noticed the guy at the counter was not being coy about watching me. I was facing him, looking at the garments before me, but could easily see him as he stood and watched me.

I continued to browse and did not acknowledge him, though found I welcomed his gaze. Barely aware of the items at my fingertips, I imagined calling him over to help me. I could quickly undo his pants, take out his cock, and turn around to let him pull up the loose fabric of my shorts and jam his rod into my burning pussy. It would be delicious to feel a stranger's dick rammed up tight into me while a couple other men watched and I continued to select a few new bras.

What a thought, but even in my imagination, I knew I could not take much of that without wanting more. It would get even better if he would slowly undress me while the other men watched. I could gyrate on his buried cock while he pulled my blouse over my head, then unclasped my bra and tossed it aside. I could stare into the eyes of men watching me there, a cock deep in my pussy, my nipples hard, hanging free for them see. He could rip off my old shorts and I'd step out of my sandals to leave me totally naked and exposed and filled.

Before he started pumping into me, I'd want him to pick me up, and walk over to one the walls of DVDs. I could raise my arms and grab a shelf while he pressed me against the plastic covers and began ramming me. He could slam into me right up against the wall of porn while the other men in the store gathered around to watch. 

Or maybe they could help. If I turned around, two men could lift each of legs and the counter guy could get in between. I could lean back, open my legs wide, press my arms out open against the wall while he pounded his cock into me. Yes, that would do just fine, how hot of thought to picture myself getting slammed against the wall over and over while others watched.

Better yet, let them take turns. Let all four men take turns between holding me up and ramming into me. Oh right now, so damn hot at the thought of it, I could absolutely take each one fucking me hard, pounding me against a wall of porn, and holding nothing back. I could almost feel hard thick cocks ramming my pussy as I stood thinking about such a scene.

I shook the image from my head and focused again on the bras in front of me. Still aware I was under a hungry watch, I could not suppress a new fantasy that came to mind. Not quite as lustful as the last, but still a nice little helping of the forbidden.

I selected a black "shelf" bra in a "C" and placed it on the top of the rack. I set my pack down, then turned slightly, pretending to look at something else, so my hands were not visible to the counter guy. I unbuttoned my blouse, and then took a deep breath.

I felt a huge charge when I turned back, my blouse hanging open. I looked up, and keeping eye contact with the guy at the counter, I took off my blouse. As I let it drop to the floor, I saw him smile. He was a young guy, probably in his twenties. He looked very thin, with a scraggly beard, long brown hair, and wore a ragged concert t-shirt and jeans.

Holding his gaze, I unclasped my bra and removed it. His eyes dropped down. I glanced around the store, and was oddly pleased to find the other guys were too engrossed in the shelves of porn to notice me. So under the watch of just the counter guy, I put on the shelf bra and arranged my tits within the half-cup molds. I put my blouse back on, but left the front open, then picked up my stuff and walked over to the counter.

Standing in front of the man, I asked, "What do you think?"

He smiled and nodded.

I opened my blouse and shifted my boobs around some in the bra. "Better?"

He nodded.

I stepped in closer, "Would you like to try?"

He nodded, but didn't move, and glanced up at the others in the store. His hesitation sent a wave of heat through my body. I ached for him to touch me and delighted in that I'd have to convince him some.

"Do you think they are better hanging or held up and formed like this?"

He tilted his head and seemed to be thinking about it. Then with a quick glance up at the others, leaned in to whisper, "Maybe if I could see hanging again?"

I pulled each out from the little shelf and held my shirt open. He stared at my chest. Leaning in again, he whispered, "Would you come around the counter? We've got a little office back here..."

I picked up my stuff and quickly walked around the counter and walked into the little office to the side. He followed, closing the door behind him, and said, "Could I see with nothing on, then with the shelf bra on?"

Seeing him up closer, and seeing his reservations, made me think he was probably on the low side of his twenties. His polite manner was incredibly sexy and seemed to make me feel all the bolder in this otherwise stupid lust driven move. "Sure, help yourself," I said.

He looked puzzled for a moment, and then his face seemed to read, "Okay, what's the catch?" Prank or not, he moved forward and pushed my blouse off my shoulders, letting it fall to the ground. He then reached around and unclasped the shelf bra, then pulled it out from under my breasts. He took a step back to check out my breasts hanging free.

After a minute or so, he stepped forward again, and tried to slide the bra back under my breasts, at first, without actually touching them. He was not very successful, and after a moment, dared to go ahead and grasp and lift each of my boobs to position them over and partially in the half-cup moldings. After clasping the bra around me again, he used both hands to grasp each of my boobs and work them into the cups. I could barely control my breathing as he handled them and worked them into the bra. It was disappointing when he stepped back again to take in the view.

He tilted his head, and seemed to be considering what he liked best. While he stared at my tits, I let my eyes drop to his crotch. His pants were baggy though, so left little clue of what might be inside. Whatever he was packing, I was eager to let it fill me up.

Finally, he whispered, "I can't decide."

"So you think I shouldn't buy it?"

"No, buy it. Your tits look great either way. You going to wear it out?" He asked.

"Do you think I should?"

"Yes," he answered, his eyes still on my tits propped up with the shelf.

I stood silently for a bit, watching him. I found the moment of awkwardness so hot. It was like that luscious moment before - the last seconds of anything resembling sense - before I would step forward and initiate sex with a stranger. I made myself stand for a moment longer as I so deeply wanted to press myself against the man before me. It was like that amazing hot burning passion awakened yesterday was right there, right in my grasp, and just grew hotter with each second I let it build.

When I could stand it no longer, I unbuttoned my loose shorts and let them fall to the floor. I watched as he moved his eyes from my tits to my exposed pussy and saw a smile form on his lips as he realized I wore no underwear. I stepped forward and went straight for the button of his khakis, then slowly unzipped him. I pulled his pants and his boxers down to his ankles and let my eyes linger on the long thin hard cock that was revealed. I considered, for a second, giving it a taste, but after all day lost in lust filled fantasies, I was aching for one thing only - a good hard fucking - and I said it out loud, "I really need a good hard fuck."

He let out a deep breath, then stepped out of his pants and pushed me over next to a desk, turned me around, bent me over it and told me to spread my legs wide. I did as he said while he grabbed a condom from the many displays everywhere around the office. In a moment, he was between my legs. I reached back and guided him in. He let out a deep quiet groan as he slid down into my burning wet pussy.

I suppressed a scream as he sunk down into me. I had been aching for that more than I thought. And I knew I'd need him more than once. As he began pumping in and out of me, I turned around and said, "Don't hold back, I want it hard, and I want it twice."

He shook his head slowly, looked at me with wonder, and then was quick to comply. He started pumping hard, taking long full strokes, grunting quietly each time he drove in deep. I held onto the desk tightly, mashing my tits down on assorted paperwork, as he continued to pump. He cock felt incredible, the shaft was thin but the tip was a big full mushroom head that sent sparks of pleasure through me as he slid in and out. I was quickly lost to his long steady strokes and relished the feel of his cock. It was all so nice, so nice, felt divine, yet not enough. From somewhere deep inside, beyond my control, I heard myself shout, "Harder!"

I heard him gasp from behind me and say a quick, "okay, but shhhh". Grabbing my hips, he moved slightly, then really started pounding into me. It took everything I had not to scream out again as rammed me. The desk shook, and there a slap of skin to skin each time to drove in. I moaned softly, quietly repeating over and over, "yes, man, yes, hard, give it hard."

His panting was the only sound that came out of him as he continued to give me just what I wanted. I felt all the small waves of joy that built up before a last huge orgasm. I wondered if he could keep drilling long enough to get me there. I uttered, "Oh yeah, more man, more, oh yeah hard."

Over and over he pounded into me, short quick jabs, so deep and good. I rode another wave of electricity and knew I was nearing orgasm, "so close man, let go, ram me!"

With a deep quiet grunt he did three more long hard rams, then sunk in deep to cum. I squeezed his cock with my pussy as I rode a deep orgasm. Feeling him spent, deep within me, had finally soothed the lust that had building in me all day. Yet even as I lay there, savoring his cock within me, I was already planning what I wanted to do next.

After a few minutes to catch his breath, he slowly pulled his long cock from me. I stood on weak knees, to turn and face him. "Would you mind helping me shop for a little while before we do it again?"

He stepped forward and pushed my boobs back evenly into the shelf bra after his pounding on me had displaced them some. When he seemed satisfied, he leaned in and ran his tongue over my nipples that stuck out over the shelf and were still hard. "I'm glad to help you with anything, ma'am."

I stepped forward and let my hand cup his balls and said, "I'm RT."

"Dave," he replied.

I smiled and gave his balls a squeeze. Then I stepped back to look for my clothes. I decided to leave the shelf bra on, as I liked how it exposed and supported my boobs. It felt so good to be nearly naked in this office with this man that I wished I could wander the aisles wearing only the bra. Holding my blouse in my hand, I turned to face Dave who was zipping up his pants.

"Dave, have you ever had to close up the store for a little awhile if something came up?"

"I never have, we're open around the clock."

"So there's no way we could have a little privacy in the store?"

He took a long look at me, no doubt considering the possibilities there, but then shook his head, "I think that could get me in even more trouble then letting you back here, sorry, but I better not."

I nodded, "Understood. I just thought it would it be lovely to shop wearing only this," I said, gesturing to the bra.

He stared at me, nodding his head slowly. "Well, the guys that are here are regulars, they hang out, watch a few flicks in the booths, probably they'd be more than happy to help out, watch the door, just in case."

"They won't get you in trouble?" I asked.

"They are cool, no reason to say anything to my boss, hell, he probably wouldn't believe it even if they did," Dave answered. "What did you have in mind?"

"I wanted to get your opinion on a few more things - some underwear, maybe a toy or two."

"Okay, yeah, I think we can do that, hang out here, let me talk to the guys," he said, then started for the door but stopped. He turned back to me, "But, uh, well, them...they can watch, but how about only I touch?"

I smiled and nodded, then asked, "How much can they watch?"

Dave stared back at her, mouth slightly open, "Are you saying you want them to watch you and me?"

"I wouldn't mind..." I said, gauging Dave's reaction.

"Who ARE you?" He exclaimed.

I giggled and shrugged, then said, "I've been asking that of myself lately."

Dave looked at me for a moment, then after considering things, said, "Okay, so long as I get someone to watch the door, we'll see how it goes and you totally have to give me your phone number." 

He left quickly, before I could have objected. I grabbed some stuff from my pack to clean up a bit and wondered how the conversation must be going out there. Wasn't quite sure how I would explain it either - some horny slut is desperate for cock? I guess that about covers it, far as they are concerned anyway. It seemed like more to me, I think I'd go with "unbridled" or "unleashed".

It probably would have been better to dress, buy the bra and get out. Probably. Except for another word that rang true as well, "unquenchable". Wade had stirred something free in me last night, and I had a lot more to explore, starting with the aisles of this store and Dave's young powerful hips slapping into mine.

With my bag all squared away, clothes laying beside it, I started looking around at things in the office. There were a lot of funny little sex themed novelty items. It was such a joy to wander around this office wearing only the bra, still buzzing from the ride on Dave's cock and eagerly looking forward to more. 

Dave opened the door wide when he returned. He came in smiling and said, "We're all good, a couple guys back in the DVDs, one at the door. If someone else comes, we'll give you time to get out. But we have to put your stuff at the back so you can get out if my boss shows up, but he won't."

I picked up my pack and my clothes, but Dave took them from me. "Let's go to the back first, I'll put this stuff back there and show you where the exit is."

Dave walked off with my stuff, and I was thrilled to be freed from my hiding spot and walk exposed through the store. I did not let my eyes travel, I kept focused on Dave in front of me as we walked quickly to the back.

Once the escape route was all settled, I wandered back out, this time making eye contact with the men in the store and giving them both a smile and nod. Probably until that moment, they hadn't quite believed what Dave had told them. Feeling so hot and free, I sauntered back up to the lingerie section, and with a nod to the guy at the door, began browsing undies. Dave returned to the counter still watching me intently, somehow his gaze felt even hotter now that I knew what it felt like to be skewered by his shaft.

I browsed the selection of undies, and chose three I liked. Fully aware of all the eyes on me, I browsed through and found two more of the shelf bras in different colors and fabrics. Smiling at Dave, I walked up and placed the items on the counter in front of him. "Do you think I should still wear this one?" I asked.

As I had hoped, he shook his head no. Liking the idea of getting totally naked, I asked, "Could you help me with this then?" 

He came around and pulled each of my tits out of the bra, then reached around to unclasp it. "I'll put this with your other items, ma'am," he said.

I smiled and played along, "Such great service here."

He nodded, and then went back behind the counter. Left naked, I slowly walked up and down a couple rows of DVDs, glancing up here and there to smile at the men. I wouldn't have minded a bit letting them touch me, but I also liked the deal Dave and I made. With all eyes on me, I wandered over to the toys section which is where I was most eager to browse. I felt a flash of fire between my legs at the thought of the men watching me browse the toy shelves totally naked.

After glancing the vibrators, cuffs and other goodies, I stopped in front of the shelves loaded with dildos. I scanned the shelves for the biggest one I could find, then slowly, made my way towards it and reached out to grasp it. It was enormous, so thick my hand barely fit around it, and heavy with a big ball sac. 




Reconnecting Ch. 06



After pulling it from the shelf, I held it with both hands in front of me for a moment. Then I moved my hand down, and positioned it as if I were going to take it into my mouth. I even opened my mouth, as if deciding if it could even fit. Looking over at Dave, I licked my lips and moved the dildo close to my mouth, letting my tongue dart out to lick it, but not touching it. Dave watched, expressionless.

I turned the dildo in my hands and spread my legs wide, moving it close to my pussy as if deciding if it would fit. Keeping the tip about an inch from my entrance, I closed my eyes and started pumping my hips back and forth as if riding the huge dildo. I let out a deep groan, thoroughly enjoying pumping the air with legs wide open. 

I turned to face Dave. Holding the tip of the huge dildo, I placed it on the floor and squatted down, opened my legs wide, and acted like I was grinding down on it. He watched, still keeping his face blank.

Standing back up, I put the huge thing back on the shelf, and then picked up a few butt plugs. I walked over to Dave and put them on the counter. "Excuse me sir," I said to him, "do you have any recommendations for these?"

"Well, are you a beginner?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Usually, I'd recommend you start small and work your way up, but you just might be a special case," he said.

"Is that something you could help me with?" I asked.

"Yes ma'am, I think we have something special for you back here."

He headed into the office. I turned to look at the other men, they were still watching. While waiting for Dave, I meandered around the displays, making sure the men were treated to all angles. I spent a lot of time slowly bending over to look at items on lower shelves.

Dave returned with a washcloth. He placed it on the counter and opened it to reveal a medium sized plug. It had a wide flat base, then short narrow stem which opened to a big bottom that tapered inward to the top. I watched as he poured lube onto it and rubbed it down with his fingers.

"Do you think I should wear it home?" I asked.

"Absolutely, it's washed and good to go ma'am."

It sent a thrill through me as I thought of Dave sticking that thing in me and riding the bus home with it still up there. Like my own secret little sex ride. "Well then sir, would you please assist me?"

"Yes ma'am," Dave replied, as he headed out from behind the counter. He quickly cleared a small display table nearby. "Why don't you lean over this?"

I did as he told me.

"Okay, spread your legs out, and just relax," Dave said. I felt him pour lube in my crack, then rub it around with his fingers. I noticed the men had come in closer to get a good view. Dave continued to rub the lube along the crack of my ass, and then gradually concentrated more on my hole. I couldn't help but squirm as he began rubbing around my hole in a small circle. 

Ever so slowly, he began pressing into my hole, just with one fingertip, slowly sliding in then back out. I kept relaxed, though my pussy and tits were burning. It was all so damn hot, naked in public, men watching, his fingertip exploring further and further into my ass, and knowing I'd soon have that plug up my ass then his cock up my pussy. 

I gasped when he slid his finger all the way in. He continued to whisper to me telling me to relax. He started moving the finger around, first in little circles, and then sliding it in and out. It started to feel really good, and very dirty, and I really wanted to rub my clit. He pushed his finger deeply in, then I felt more lube squirt onto my hole. He slowly pulled out the one finger, and then began pushing in two. I reached back and pulled open my ass cheeks, eager for him to start sliding those fingers in and out of me.

When both were all the way in, he started moving them back and forth just a little, gradually taking longer and longer strokes. I let out a loud groan, "oh yes!" Dave began moving his fingers faster. It felt incredible and I couldn't stop squirming, pressing into the table.

"Ready for the plug, ma'am?" He asked.

"Oh yes," I groaned out loudly.

As he began to pull his fingers out, I caught a glimpse of one of the other men. He had his cock out and was slowly pumping his shaft with his hand. It sent a rush of excitement through me. I open my mouth and let my tongue flick out and circle around, as if I could lick his cock from where I was. I was quickly distracted from that thought when Dave touched the tip of the plug to my hole. It felt broader than his fingers, and as he began to press it in, all new thrills flowed through my body.

I closed my eyes and relaxed, enjoying the feel of the object pressing into me. Dave continued to rub my ass as he pushed the plug in gently. It filled me up nicely as he worked it in, I couldn't believe how amazing it felt and how much it made my pussy ache. When it finally sank in, I felt my hole close around it. It was perfect, like my hole held it in as greedily and lustfully as I wanted to.

He gave my ass a gentle slap. "You are all set ma'am, anything else I can do for you?"

I stood up slowly, feeling tingles up and down my spine as the plug sat securely in my ass. Stepping forward, I let my fingers explore his crotch, and felt along the edges of his hard pole. Looking him in the eye, I said, "Please fuck me as hard as you can."

He smiled, grabbed a rubber from the counter, and said a quick, "Yes ma'am". 

I helped him get his pants and boxers off, and then got down on all fours on the floor. He quickly kneeled in between my legs and guided his cock deep into my pussy. Instantly, I rode a small wave of intense pleasure and relief and let out a very loud groan. "Oh hell Dave, that feels amazing!"

He grunted in reply as he rammed in even harder. I was quickly lost to wave after wave of ecstasy, so utterly and completely set ablaze by the scene. Everything together blew my mind - the store, the guys, the guy with his cock in his hand, the butt plug, and Dave's hard dick drilling into me. I could not step groaning loudly and grunting every time Dave jammed into me.

Unthinking, just drinking in the amazing thrill ride, I started moving with Dave, pushing back as he pumped into me, slapping into him. I couldn't imagine anything better. But then it got better.

Dave started pushing the butt plug. As he drove his cock deep and hard into my pussy, he'd also press his thumb against the plug, driving it up into my ass a little on each thrust. I shouted, "ohhhhhhhh", over and over again. As he continued to ram me with his cock, while pushing his thumb against the plug, I totally let loose to the intense waves of pleasure. My head shook back and forth, I pressed back as hard as I could into his hips. Everything else faded away except for the incredible thrusts of Dave's hips into mine.

When I felt the beginnings of an incredible orgasm I yelled out, "Oh Dave", again and again, lost to wave after wave of intense orgasm. It felt like it lasted longer and came from deeper down within me. I was barely aware of his grunts as he collapsed onto my back and buried deep in me to cum. It was utter bliss. I wanted to stay like that forever, him on me and in me, buzzing so fiercely from the intense fucking.

When he started to pull away, I said, "Oh no, don't move."

I heard him chuckle. "Sorry ma'am, I have other customers."

He pulled out, stood, then held a hand out to help me up. Once I was up, he gave a push on the plug in my ass. Grabbing his pants and boxers, he said, "I'll be thinking of that thing in your ass all day."

As he headed back around the counter, I started walking to the back to get my clothes. Each step brought a wonderful charge from the plug riding along in my ass. I smiled happily at the men who were still watching me.

After washing up a bit then dressing, I went back up front to pay for my stuff and exchange information with Dave. I walked out feeling happy and charged, not caring I'd probably missed the first few races. Instead, I was looking forward to time at the track with a plug in my ass, how it would feel on the bus ride home, and what Wade and JD might have in store for me later.



Reconnecting Ch. 06



Her mind was pulled away from her pondering when Kate took her enlarged clit between her lips and sucked on it gently. "Oooo fuck!" Cindy cried out in ecstasy as her sister finally pushed her over the edge toward her orgasm. When she started to cum Kate expertly teased her clit throughout and caused her orgasm to hit her in waves as she would change her technique periodically driving Cindy to a new height of pleasure.

By the time Cindy finished cumming she glanced at the clock and knew they only had a few minutes before Wendy would be home. They each jumped into the shower and that is where they both were when Wendy arrived home soon afterward. As Wendy went down the hall to her room she heard the water running in the shower but never guessed that Cindy and Kate both stood soaping and fondling each other excitedly under the water.

The next few days passed similarly for Kate and Cindy. They stole opportunities to be together when they could and spent the rest of the time sightseeing and getting to know each other again. At night Cindy was left so aroused by the new memories of being with her sister that she and Mike enjoyed some heated fucks.

It was nearing the end of the trip already for Kate and so when Wendy said she was going out to do some shopping after her work out the two sisters declined the invitation. Both wanted to be together and knew that they were running out of chances on this visit.

As with their previous encounters, they waited until Wendy drove off and then went to Cindy's bedroom giggling like two high school kids sneaking behind their parent's backs. They fell into each other's arms and began to passionately kiss and strip each other naked. Kate's passions were further enflamed on this occasion because she had decided it was time to give her little sister the surprise she had brought with her.

Their foreplay continued as before with them taking turns teasing and sucking each other's tits and letting their hands roam softly over each other's naked bodies. Kate was the first to move toward her sister's pussy and she teased it softly drawing Cindy to an even higher level of excitement. "Close your eyes," Kate whispered to her sister.

"Why?" Cindy asked in playful surprise.

"I've got a present for you," Kate answered wickedly.

Cindy moaned and closed her eyes before answering, "I can't wait."

Kate quickly walked to her room and pulled her surprise out of her suitcase. Before entering the bedroom again she said, "Are your eyes closed?"

"Yes," Cindy answered excitedly.

Kate quickly put on her surprise and adjusted it before crawling back between her sisters legs reminding her to keep her eyes closed until told to open them. She then inserted two of her fingers up her sister's wet pussy and moved them around until they were coated in her heavy juices. Cindy moaned disappointedly when Kate's fingers left her pussy as she lay in intense anticipation of what sort of surprise her older sister had planned.

Kate took her wet fingers and began to smear Cindy's juices all over the 8" cock of her strap on dildo. She had been introduced to his little toy by another lover of hers back home and had been waiting this whole trip to share her surprise with her sister. Once the long cock was lubricated Kate guided it to her sister's waiting pussy before she teasingly asked, "Ready?"

"God yes," Cindy answered. As she spoke Kate let the dildo slide inside her causing Cindy to let out a loud, surprised moan. "Oh my God!" Cindy gasped, "what is it?"

"Open your eyes," Kate instructed as she drove the full length of the dildo into her sister. Cindy gasped at the size within her and at the vision of her sister so confidently over her in the missionary position. It wasn't until Kate pulled nearly the whole length of the cock out of her that Cindy realized what Kate was wearing.

Kate began to enthusiastically fuck her as Cindy groaned and writhed with pleasure. In only took a few minutes of this before Cindy exploded into a wild orgasm. Kate slowed her fucking for a brief while as Cindy recovered but soon she resumed fucking Cindy eagerly.

Cindy was out of her mind with pleasure at this point. The cock didn't match the feel of a real one inside her for excitement, but the idea that her sister was now able to fuck her was very exciting. The visual of watching Kate confidently thrusting her cock in and out of her as Kate's beautiful tits rocked across her chest was extremely erotic. 

They changed positions a few times so Kate could experience fucking Cindy from several different angles. They each were so totally engrossed in their fuck that neither heard the car drive up to the house or the door open. 

"Hello?" Wendy called out when she stepped inside. She didn't hear any sounds in the house and received no answer so she guessed that Kate and Cindy had stepped out. 

Wendy realized she had forgotten some things she wanted to return to the store so had stopped back to pick them up. She made her way quickly to her room and was about to leave again when she first heard the noises. 

What caught her attention initially was an extended moan. At first she thought something might be wrong so she moved toward Mike and Cindy's room where it seemed like the moan had come from. As she made her way to their door she heard the moan again, but this time there was no mistaking that it was a moan of pleasure. In fact Wendy immediately knew it was a moan of very deep pleasure that usually only meant one thing.

She looked out the window for Mike's car hoping that he had come home early for a fuck with his wife. Not seeing his car she felt her heart drop as she heard some rolling around on the bed following by some rhythmic creaking of the bed that could only mean one thing. She was filled with a mother's protective rage as she realized she had caught Cindy cheating on her son. In her surprise and confusion Wendy completely forgot about Kate and just assumed that Cindy had invited over her lover.

Wendy wanted to burst into the room and catch the adulterous act but decided to first peak into the room and determine what situation she was about to uncover. She looked cautiously around the corner not wanting to get caught before she could surprise them and right away saw that they were facing away from her. Cindy was currently on top of her lover riding them wildly as they fucked in complete oblivion to the fact they were no longer alone.

Wendy steeled her courage to burst in the room and surprise them and was just about to enter when Cindy crawled off her lover and lay flat on her back with her legs spread wide clearly wanting her lover to mount her in the missionary position. Good, Wendy thought, now I'll be able to see who this person is. 

She nearly screamed in shock when Kate rose from the crumpled sheets of the bed and easily moved between her sister's legs. The strap on dildo glistened in the light and Wendy could see the thick juices heavily coating it indicating they had been at this for a while. The sisters quickly fell into a frenzied fuck as Kate pounded the cock into her sister.

Cindy had already cum several times and knew that she was fast approaching yet another orgasm. Kate had been slowly coaxing herself toward an orgasm with the small nub the strap on had inside that stimulated her clit as they fucked. She kept herself in careful control as she teased her own clit and drank in the erotic image of her sister writhing in ecstasy under her as Kate fucked her. Finally, however, Kate couldn't hold out any longer and she burst into her own orgasm as she grabbed at her tits and rolled her hard nipples between her fingers. Cindy gazed up at her older sister and watched her cum forcefully. Seeing her cum so completely triggered Cindy's own orgasm and she squealed in delight as her pussy and then whole body again shook as she came. 

Wendy stood in shocked awe at the scene before her and watched as they both came wildly. It was at that moment that she realized that her anger had been completely replaced by another primal urge, lust. Wendy's own pussy had grown surprisingly wet and she could feel her nipples fighting the tight material of her sports bra. She had never witnessed anything this exciting before.

She watched as the sisters collapsed together and focused on watching their tits press against each other and seemingly fight for room as they kissed. After they recovered Kate began to slowly fuck Cindy again but Cindy moaned, "I can't take any more." With a contented laugh Kate rolled off her sister and Wendy thought she heard the slurp of Cindy's pussy as it released the long cock.

She dared to watch them for a while longer as they traded the strap on dildo and Cindy began to return the fuck to her sister. Despite her desire to watch this carnal act to its conclusion she pulled herself away for fear that if she stayed any longer they would surely notice her. Besides, her own excitement had grown so intense that she knew she couldn't just passively stand and watch any longer, so she decided to just leave. She took one last look back at Cindy fucking her sister from behind doggie style before she quickly and quietly exited the house.

As she drove away her pussy was a soaking wet mess under her workout clothes. Her mind reeled with the images of what she had seen and what it meant. Cindy and her own sister! Based on how confident and comfortable they both seemed Wendy guessed that this was not the first time they had fucked each other.

All through her brief workout Wendy contemplated what she had seen. She was still wildly excited as she finished and made her way to the shower. In spite of her better judgment she couldn't help but let her fingers slip down to her soaking wet pussy while she showered. She knew that only a thin curtain gave her any privacy from the rest of the women in the locker room but she didn't care. She needed some relief and needed it now.

It only took a few strokes of her clit to cause her to start cumming. She managed to only let out a soft moan but her knees almost completely buckled as she came. She leaned heavily back against the wall and made a large enough noise that the woman in the next shower asked if she was OK.

"Yes," Wendy answered, "I just slipped." Wendy quickly rinsed off before stepping out of the shower at the same time as the woman in the next stall. 

They looked at each other and smiled briefly before the other woman said, "You know, you have to be careful in these showers. It can be kind of exciting." She gave Wendy a knowing smile and Wendy felt herself blush an intense red at getting caught. Neither spoke another word as they got dressed.

Wendy did the shopping that she had planned but the whole time her mind was elsewhere. She stopped for a long lunch and contemplated what she had seen. She knew that ordinarily one should probably be shocked or even outraged at the idea of two sisters fucking, but after her experiences with Mike she was in no position to point a finger at Cindy or Kate. Indeed, she was surprised to find that the idea of Cindy and her sister fucking excited her greatly.

It caused Wendy to reflect on the intense pleasure she derived from fucking her son. She thought about the absolute intimacy between them and the way they seemed to perfectly pleasure each other as her pussy tingled and her nipples hardened. She thought about Cindy getting the same satisfaction from her sister and felt herself grow even more excited.

It wasn't until her meal was almost over that an idea crossed her mind that at first really surprised her. She realized that she had been resisting being with Mike despite her own desperate needs for two fundamental reasons. The first was that she didn't want to be a party to Mike's cheating on his wife. The second, and probably deeper reason, was that she was afraid that if Cindy ever learned of their affair that she would think Mike was some sort of pervert. Now however, she knew that not only was Cindy effectively cheating on Mike but that she too was doing so with a family member.

What most surprised Wendy was how quickly she thought that this would somehow open a door to allow her to be with Mike again. She felt her pussy grow excited again as she began to formulate a plan to fulfill her desires.

She stayed out late in the day and didn't return until about the same time as Mike. She felt herself blush instinctively at the secret she now shared with Cindy and Kate. As the night went on she slowly regained her composure and things started to feel like normal again. She still had this burning desire that wasn't quenched despite her again playing with herself before she finally went to sleep that night.

Kate's visit ended a few days later and, despite her best efforts, Wendy never again was able to catch Kate and Cindy together. On one other occasion she "accidentally" left something behind when she left the house but when she returned the sisters were simply sitting next to each other on the couch. However, their expressions revealed they had probably been making out but Wendy had clearly returned too soon and cursed her impatience as she left for the second time.

A few more weeks passed and Wendy continued to devise a plan of action. She had also realized that one other aspect of seeing Cindy and her sister that excited her was the idea of being with another woman. She had experimented once in her youth but she found herself now yearning for the feel of another woman's body under hers. She found herself noticing other women and watching them move in ways she hadn't done before. She even found herself excitedly watching Cindy a few times and it was on one of these occasions that she came up with an idea.

She knew that there were two things that she would need to do before her devious plan could become a reality. She also knew that the second part would be relatively easy. That would be the part where she would include Mike. It was plainly obvious to her that he still wanted her. That morning in the kitchen over breakfast assured her of that. But in addition she had noticed the way he sometimes looked at her when he thought that she wasn't looking. In truth these stolen, forbidden glances excited her just as much as Mike. They made her feel sexy and desired and wicked because of the urges she felt when she caught him looking. Indeed, she knew that getting Mike to agree to the plan would be easy.

It was the first part of the plan that involved Cindy that posed more of a puzzle for Wendy. She needed to somehow bring up the subject of her knowledge and approval of Cindy's incestuous affair, but she wasn't sure of how to do it. Simply saying, "I saw you fucking your sister and I liked it," would probably accomplish her goal but wasn't going to be possible to say.

Instead Wendy bided her time until one day when both she and Cindy were home together with no other plans while Mike was away at work. Wendy made them some coffee and they sat around together drinking it and reading the paper before Wendy finally spoke.

"Cindy," she began, "I've got something that I've been meaning to tell you for a while now. I haven't because I couldn't find the right time but I think I just need to say it." She looked at Cindy to gauge her reaction and saw Cindy looking back at her with a puzzled and concerned look on her face.

"Please, go ahead," Cindy urged.

"OK. I hope you don't get upset at me for this, but there was one day when your sister was visiting that I came back here early because I forgot something. I didn't think you two were home and then heard a noise." Cindy's expression changed suddenly as she guessed what Wendy was going to say next. Wendy continued, "Anyway, I'm not proud of it but I saw you and Kate together."

"Oh God," Cindy said in complete shock and horror that her mother knew of her secret affair. She then began to talk rapidly as her nerves clearly overcame her. "I'm so sorry...I didn't mean to hurt Mike...He doesn't know about me and Kate...You must think I'm awful...I'm so sorry..."

Wendy smiled and gently interrupted her. "I'm not upset. I just couldn't continue to pretend that I didn't know. I haven't told Mike and don't intend to."

Cindy was clearly still flustered and said, "You must think I'm the most perverted person in the world. I mean, who does that with their sister?"

This was the opening that Wendy had hoped for. "Cindy," she said softly, "I want to tell you a secret that I haven't shared with anyone else." The serious and secretive tone of Wendy seemed to snap Cindy out of her own shock and hysterics. "I too have been with one of my close relatives."

That phrase hung in the air for a few seconds as Cindy seemed to gradually grasp what Wendy was saying. Cindy asked, "You mean? You've been with...?" Her voice trailed off as she wasn't sure what to say to finish the question.

"Yes," Wendy answered, "I've committed incest too." Saying the word seemed to sound so clinical and dirty. "So you see I am in no position to judge." She paused for a moment and decided if she should push this conversation before deciding yes. She continued, "In fact, I know how intensely satisfying being with someone so close to you can be."

The look in Cindy's eyes immediately let her know that she was on to something. "Yes," Cindy whispered almost to herself, "it is incredible."

There was a pause in the room as again Wendy weighed what to do next. She decided to throw caution to the wind and press forward again. "Can I ask you something personal?"

"Sure," Cindy answered.

"Have you been with women before?"

Cindy blushed red at the question and Wendy comforted her and said that there was no reason to be embarrassed. She was passing no judgment and wouldn't tell Mike any of this. After Wendy comforted her Cindy softly answered, "No."

Wendy asked her next question, "Have you ever cheated on Mike?"

"God no!" Cindy answered emphatically. "I would never do that." Then it seemed like she realized that she already had, just with her sister. She added, "I don't know. It seemed different because it was my sister. It didn't feel like cheating, somehow." As she said the words Cindy realized how lame they sounded but surprisingly Wendy was nodding her agreement and didn't press the subject.

"May I ask you a personal question?" Cindy asked. 

"Of course," Wendy answered calmly.

"Have you ever been with another woman?"

Wendy paused for a moment before answering, "Yes, a long time ago."

"Did you like it?"

"Yes, I suppose so," Wendy replied. "I was so young at the time I don't know if I really appreciated it. Did you like being with your sister?"

"Yes," Cindy said in a husky tone that completely conveyed her desires for her sister. Wendy felt her own pussy grow wetter as she thought about her son.

Nothing much more was said between the two but it was clear they had reached a deep understanding. Both now knew of the other's incestuous relationship although Cindy didn't know the full extent of Wendy's relationship. Finally Wendy made up an excuse about needing to run some errands and left Cindy alone in the house. As she drove away Wendy was delighted at how her plan was starting to unfold.



Reconnecting Ch. 07



Wendy became very excited when Mike announced at dinner a few nights later that he was being required to attend an out of town conference for work. It was just about a week or so after Wendy and Cindy had their conversation and Wendy had been looking for an opportunity to take the next step with Cindy. 

About a day or two after Mike's announcement Wendy casually suggested to Cindy that they should have a "girl's night" while Mike would be gone. Cindy agreed and Wendy began to very much look forward to their night out.

It seemed that her lust had been growing daily since she and Cindy had talked. The very idea that she might again be able to fuck Mike was driving her wild. If her plan worked out as she hoped it would open up a whole new world of pleasure to her and she and Mike could more or less openly resume their deviant relationship. She knew that she was taking a risk by doing this, but after seeing Cindy and Kate together and hearing Cindy talk she couldn't help but think that Cindy would ultimately be a willing participant.

Over the next few days Cindy and Wendy eagerly planned their big night. Mike would be out of town for a total of three nights and ultimately they decided to use the second night as their "girl's night". Wendy had originally wanted to do it on the first night in the hopes that something would happen and she would then have two more nights alone with Cindy to explore.

Although the choice of dates didn't work out as planned the rest of Wendy's idea worked perfectly. She suggested that they should go to a spa resort that catered to women and offered a huge array of massages, facials, manicures, and other fun pleasures. Cindy eagerly agreed saying she had never been to such a place and had always thought it would be fun. They decided to spend one night at the spa so they would have one full day and night of pampering. Wendy very much hoped that it would help set the mood for something more intimate.

Cindy too was also anxiously awaiting their trip. Ever since she and Wendy had talked Cindy had been wildly horny and had initiated many wild fucks with Mike. The very idea that Wendy had watched her fuck Kate and, it seemed, had really gotten off on it really turned Cindy on. A couple of times she found her fantasies revolving around fucking Kate once again with the strap on while Wendy sat and watched. At first Wendy merely watched but soon she was fingering her pussy and it didn't take long for her to join the sisters in bed. 

It initially surprised Cindy how turned on she became when she thought of being with both Wendy and Kate. For a few days she felt really weird about having these desires but she eventually convinced herself it was fine. Besides, Wendy had already admitted to her of her own incestuous relationship so clearly Wendy didn't think it was that bad.

As their trip approached Cindy began to think more of Wendy's own incest and wondered who she had been with. She pictured an 18 year old Wendy staying over with an aunt and uncle and the aunt "teaching" her about sex. The idea of a young Wendy being tutored by her aunt made Cindy's pussy ache. Maybe that had been the one experience with a woman that Wendy had mentioned.

Something about Wendy's expression and tone when she confessed her incestuous affair made Cindy believe that it wasn't just a one time fling, so she began thinking of other relatives that Wendy might have fucked. As far as she knew Wendy didn't have any siblings, but in case she did Cindy also thought about what Wendy might have done if she and her sister or brother had been college roommates. 

These thoughts never failed to make Cindy very wet and horny. It also sparked something in her that made her start to view Wendy somehow differently. Cindy became very aware of exactly how hot Wendy was for someone old enough to be her own mother. They had become fairly regular work out partners and Cindy found that she couldn't resist letting her eyes scan Wendy's body as they dressed after their showers at the end of their workouts.

More and more Cindy became aware of Wendy sexually and found herself very drawn to her. She didn't know if it was simply her imagination but she couldn't help but feel like she had detected some chemistry or tension, whatever one would call it, between the two of them at certain moments. Cindy had no expectations that anything would ever happen with Wendy, but the mere thought of it made her so horny she could have fucked Mike over and over until he begged her to stop.

After Mike departed for his trip Cindy and Wendy went about business as usual for the first day. After dinner that night they both sat down and started watching TV together. Wendy's pussy had been wet all day and she couldn't stop thinking about what she hoped would happen on their trip. As they watched TV they chatted excitedly about all the different things they could do at the spa. As they talked of massages, milk bathes, and other luxuries Cindy became aware of some growing tension in the room. Something in Wendy's tone and speech had excited her and she found that she suddenly couldn't wait until the next night.

Despite her lustful desires Wendy simply said "goodnight" and went up to her bed. As soon as she shut the door she fell on her bed and quickly played with her soaking pussy until she came. She had to silence her moan as she came because she heard Cindy walking by her bedroom door.

Once left alone Cindy wanted to slip her hand down inside her shorts and relieve the excitement in her pussy but she decided it was too risky. She shut off the TV and hurried to her bedroom making sure the door was closed behind her. She pulled her shorts off and stood next to her bed with one foot on the bed and one on the floor. When she quickly brought herself to her own orgasm her knees practically buckled and she collapsed on the bed as soon as she finished cumming. She had tried to be quiet but couldn't help but let out a groan as she came.

Across the hallway Wendy was still lying in bed softly playing with her own pussy when she heard the stifled moan from Cindy's room. She smiled wickedly to herself and thought that she couldn't wait until tomorrow.

The spa visit had so far been better than Wendy could ever have imagined. It was still before dinner but they had already received decadent manicures, pedicures, and facials. Now they were lying on separate tables in the same room as each was getting a fabulous massage from one of the good looking masseuses. By the time the massage was done Wendy was feeling completely relaxed and pampered. She was also feeling incredibly horny. Massages had always had that effect on her but now her memories filled with visions of Mike teasingly massaging her on the cruise. 

As the handsome masseuse worked over her body she remained still and reflected on everything she had done and shared with Mike both during and since the cruise. She longed to feel his hard cock again and she yearned for the way he could make her cum by licking her pussy. By the time the massage ended her pussy was drenched as she began thinking about what she hoped to be able to do in the future.

In addition to whatever other feelings they might be having, both women also found their day of utter pampering had left them feeling very sensual. "Nothing like a day of complete decadence to really make you feel like a woman," Cindy mused as they lounged in their room after their massages. Wendy agreed and knew that she was a little on edge sexually after their various treatments. Having her body lavished after had definitely left her feeling soft, pretty, and more than a little horny.

Their dinner that night was wonderful. The healthy, light portions perfectly filled them without making either feel too full. The warm night air felt wonderful as they lingered at their table on the large patio of the restaurant enjoying their one indulgence with dinner, a bottle of wine. They ordered a second bottle to be delivered to their room as they left the restaurant.

The waiter arrived with the wine and two glasses just seconds after they got into their room. They took the bottle and went out to the secluded patio off their room. They leisurely sipped their wine and chatted about their day. 

Both admitted to feeling very much "alive". Wendy knew that when she used this word she really meant that she felt very horny. Cindy eagerly agreed with her saying she too felt very "alive" and relaxed and Wendy could almost feel her pussy growing wetter. She took a silent, deep breath for strength and then decided it was time to make her move.

She shifted the conversation to the manicures and pedicures they had received. Both had been given samples of beautiful nail polish but because of some process they had done their nails had to be left unpolished for an hour so the salon didn't apply the polish. "Wouldn't it be fun to put on that polish now and see how it looks?" Wendy asked.

"Sure," Cindy agreed, "let's go in and get it."

Wendy waited until they moved into the room before she suggested, "Hey, I've got a goofy idea. Why don't we do each other's nails like some kind of old fashioned sleep over?" She really hoped the idea hadn't sounded corny and held her breath as Cindy stopped with her back to Wendy and seemed to pause as she thought about it.

The bright smile on Cindy's face gave her answer away when she turned around even before she said, "That sounds fun! Let's put on those big, fuzzy robes they left for us in the bathroom." Cindy disappeared into the bathroom and shut the door behind her.


Wendy could feel her stomach knot slightly as she smiled to herself in the mirror. "You are one twisted, horny woman," she whispered very softly to herself. If someone had told her a year ago that she would have fucked her own son several times she would have thought they were out of their mind. Now, not only had that happened but here she was effectively trying to seduce her daughter with the ultimate desire being to again fuck her son.

"These are just divine," Cindy moaned as she rubbed the plush material of the robe on her cheek once she emerged from the bathroom. Wendy took her place in the bathroom and stripped completely naked before pulling the luxurious robe on. 

She stepped back in the room to find Cindy sitting at one end of the couch in the room. She had arranged the polish on the small table in front of the couch and said, "I think this will work perfectly. This way we can do each other at the same time." The double meaning in her words sent a chill down Wendy's back even though she was sure that it hadn't been intentional.

"Shall we do our fingers first?" Wendy asked. Cindy agreed and Wendy started to lavishly put the polish on Cindy's fingernails. Once she finished Cindy did the same to her. Wendy could feel herself growing more and more excited. For her the act of having someone else apply her nail polish had always been a turn on. The act itself is nothing overtly sexual, but it always implied an intimacy that drove her wild. 

A few times right when they were married her husband had tied her up and painted her nails. She always grew so wildly excited that the moment he untied her she would pounce on him and fuck him until they both were exhausted. Near the end of their marriage he wouldn't even consider doing this for her.

Now, as Cindy softly held her fingers and perfectly applied the polish Wendy could feel her sexual tension and energy growing. She desperately wanted, as wrong and foolish as it may be, to push Cindy down and kiss her deeply, but she knew the time wasn't quite right yet.

They sat and let their fingernails dry before moving to their toes. They sat on opposite ends of the couch facing each other with their feet in the other person's lap. They began to paint each other's toes at the same time and Wendy was now so excited she feared that Cindy would feel the heat from her pussy with her feet.

Neither woman spoke as they each softly repositioned the other's feet and tenderly applied the polish. Wendy was keenly aware of the closeness and intimacy of this moment and act and she wanted it to last. She hoped that Cindy too could detect the same things she was feeling. Wendy began moving particularly slowly as she wanted to make sure Cindy finished before she did.

"All done," Cindy whispered softly when she finished Wendy's nails. Wendy thought, or at least hoped, she had detected something in Cindy's voice. Was it excitement?

"I'm not quite done," Wendy whispered back, "sit back and let me finish you off." She hoped her tone hadn't betrayed her true intentions as she returned to Cindy's toenails. She slowly finished off the last bits of the nails and set the bottle and brush down. She immediately moved her hands back to Cindy's feet and held one of them softly as she started to give Cindy a tender foot massage.

Wendy had been secretly afraid Cindy would stop her but instead Cindy let out a long moan of satisfaction as Wendy's fingers moved over her foot. Wendy took her time with the foot before letting her hands slip up over her ankle and onto Cindy's calf.

This was another moment that Wendy had felt was risky, but her actions were again met only by a satisfied moan from Cindy. With renewed confidence Wendy now continued softly massaging Cindy's feet and her lower legs. She kept this up until her own growing lust caused her to move. 

She slipped out from under Cindy's feet and knelt on the floor in front of the couch. When she first moved Cindy looked up inquisitively and watched as the older woman knelt before her. Without a word Wendy moved her hands back to Cindy's calves but quickly began to edge them higher and higher up Cindy's legs.

Wendy stared at Cindy's legs even though she could feel the younger woman's gaze. She desperately wanted to look up into Cindy's eyes hoping to see a gleam of lust or some other obvious signal, but she resisted for fear of seeing something else.

Had she looked up Wendy would have seen Cindy's eyes and expression were a mask of lust. Cindy too had been excited by their mutual nail painting and at first she couldn't believe her mother had seemed to be coming on to her. When Wendy's intentions became obvious Cindy felt her heart beating heavily in her chest and her pussy grow wet. The feelings of this moment being wrong only reminded her of being with Kate and how wonderful that felt. 

As soon as Wendy started massaging her feet Cindy knew that she wanted to be with her mother more than anything. This night seemed, at the same time, sensual, erotic, forbidden, and lusty and it was driving her wild. 

She briefly thought of Mike and how this was technically cheating on him, but two things quickly drove that thought out of her mind. The first was the feeling, just as she had experienced with Kate, that somehow this didn't really count as cheating. Somehow fucking a member of her own family had been twisted in her mind so it wasn't cheating. The second was that she was doing this with Mike's own mother. She knew Wendy and Mike loved and cared about each other deeply, so if she was willing to do this Cindy wasn't about to stop her.

Wendy's hands were now caressing Cindy's upper thighs. Cindy had spread her legs to give Wendy easier access and there could now be no mistaking on either side that both were willing participants in what was happening.

Wendy slipped her hands out from under the robe and slowly moved them to the knot holding the robe closed. With a single pull she opened the knot and began to slowly push open the robe. She gazed lustfully down at the body she had watched incestuously fucking her own sister with a strap on and could feel the tension in her own pussy growing. It only struck her then that Cindy hadn't put on anything under her robe either. The idea that Cindy had wanted this to happen as much as she did wildly excited her.

Wendy didn't try to remove the robe completely but merely pushed it open far enough to expose Cindy's body to her. Wendy began to caress and explore Cindy's stomach and sides skipping over her tits. She softly explored Cindy's chest and neck and prolonged the moment where she would finally touch Cindy's excited tits.

Finally the sight of Cindy's hard nipples standing out excitedly drove Wendy to slip her fingers down her daughter's chest until she held Cindy's tits in her hands. Cindy let out a sensual moan as Wendy began teasing and fondling her tits. Wendy hadn't done anything like this in decades, but somehow it all felt completely right and natural and she seemed to know just what to do. She lingered over Cindy's tits and hard nipples for a long, long while. Before she finished Cindy had started to squirm in her growing excitement and her soft moans had become more regular and more lusty.

Cindy seemed to know Wendy's intentions when Wendy released Cindy's tits and moved her hands down the younger woman's stomach. Cindy spread her legs as wide as she could and let out a long sigh when Wendy's hands brushed through her pussy hair.

Wendy herself moaned when her fingers reached the heavy wetness surrounding Cindy's pussy. The idea that she had excited Cindy this much drove her wild. Wendy began to explore her pussy carefully teasing and exciting Cindy. Wendy prolonged the moment as much as she could but she knew Cindy was on the verge and she wanted to watch her cum.

With two fingers inside Cindy's pussy and a finger from her other hand teasing Cindy's clit, Wendy quickly pushed Cindy to her orgasm. She moaned repeatedly as her desire built and then cried out when her orgasm hit her. Wendy gasped at how tightly her pussy clenched at her fingers and watched excitedly as Cindy's whole body seemed to quake under her touch.

By the time she finished cumming Cindy lay back breathing heavily trying to regain her composure as Wendy leisurely continued to explore her pussy. They stayed like this for several more minutes before Cindy began to stir and finally sat up. She looked at Wendy and said two words that made Wendy groan with anticipation, "My turn."

Cindy quickly slipped off her robe entirely and positioned Wendy so she was sitting on the couch looking straight ahead. Cindy pushed Wendy's legs apart and knelt on the floor between them. She untied Wendy's robe and slipped it off Wendy's shoulders and arms until the two women were both completely naked.

Starting as Wendy had done Cindy lifted one of Wendy's feet off the floor and began giving her a soft, sensual massage. She slowly worked her way up Wendy's leg until her fingers were mere inches away from Wendy's clearly excited pussy. Cindy resisted and jumped her hands up to Wendy's surprisingly tight stomach causing Wendy to moan. Cindy smiled to herself that she had gotten Wendy so excited and looked forward to making her cum. 

The truth was that Cindy's touch had caused much of Wendy's moan, but at least a part of it was caused by Wendy thinking back to the massage with Mike on their cruise. She remembered how much she wanted him to touch her pussy but how he hadn't. Now her daughter's hands moved over her in much the same way and Wendy couldn't wait to have Cindy make her cum.

Cindy didn't linger long on Wendy's stomach or shoulders and seemed to focus quickly on Wendy's tits. As Wendy moaned eagerly Cindy's hands perfectly caressed and excited her. Wendy gasped loudly when she felt Cindy's tongue flicking one of her hard nipples teasingly before Cindy closed her mouth over Wendy's whole nipple and started to suck. Cindy's touch felt so perfect, so right, that Wendy was going out of her mind with pleasure. The thought ran through her mind that it was no wonder Mike ended up with her if she was this good in bed.

Cindy continued sucking and licking at Wendy's excited nipples and soft tits for a long time before she changed her position and moved lower kissing her way down Wendy's stomach. Cindy pushed Wendy's thighs apart widely and drove her tongue all the way inside her mother's pussy in one motion. Wendy moaned and moved her hands to the back of Cindy's head. She didn't even try to guide the younger woman as Cindy seemed to instinctively know how to move and when, but just feeling Cindy's motions at the same time she felt her lips and tongue on her pussy heightened the experience for Wendy.




Reconnecting Ch. 07



From the moment I left the adult store until the last few steps back to my hotel room, the fullness of the butt plug in my ass made every move exotic. It was like my own steamy secret hidden within.

It was intensely difficult to concentrate as I placed bets, watch races, tracked owners, and recalculated odds. The feel of the plug dominated everything. I seductively smiled at men, intentionally moved so that my blouse stayed as revealing as possible. For lunch, I even ordered corn dogs, smattering them with ketchup, so I could run my tongue around, and up and down them, as I imagined they were the soft delicious skin of cock.

I should have returned to my office, but when I got off the wonderfully vibrating bus, I headed to the hotel in hopes I might find Wade there. The moment I entered the courtyard and looked up to see his door ajar; I was swept by a new urgency in my desires.

Without so much as a tap on the door, I headed inside. Wade was at the table, on the phone, laptop in front of him. I closed the door, and then dropped my pack and my shorts as I walked over to kneel down in front of him. While he talked on the phone, I unbuttoned and unzipped his slacks, and reached into his underwear to pull out his cock. Holding the phone with his ear, he managed to get up slightly, and pull his pants and underwear down, freeing his semi-hard cock for my eager hands.

I rubbed his balls and shaft gently for a bit, then wedged myself in under the table and in close between his legs, so I could take his cock into my mouth. I gobbled down all I could fit and began sucking hard. My hands went to his balls and cupped and massaged them. Greedily, I ran my tongue rapidly back and forth along the bottom of his shaft, and delighted to feel him grow between my hungry lips.

Moving my hands to his shaft, I began pumping him and bobbing my head up and back as I fucked the head of his cock in and out of my mouth. As he somehow was still talking on the phone, I suppressed my moans, though my desires only grew.

Continuing to pump his shaft with one hand, I reached into the front pouch of my pack to pull out a rubber. When I pulled my other hand away to open it, Wade looked down and watched me roll it down his pole. I smiled up at him, and was glad to see he did not ask me to stop.

Wiggling out from the table and moving my legs around his chair, I held his cock and lowered myself onto it. Once impaled fully and straddling him, I adjusted my footing, and began to ride him slowly. With difficulty, I tried to keep quiet and keep moving up and down gently enough so he could still talk. I smiled and listened as he did everything he could to end the conversation.

Unable to keep my secret from him for even a minute longer, I took his hand and led it back to my ass and saw him grin when he felt the plug. I started grinding down onto his cock as he pressed the plug into me with his fingers. A low moan escaped my lips.

Finally, he managed to end the call, and tossing the phone aside, put both of his hands on my hips. Grasping his shoulders, I started riding his cock harder, groaning loudly. As I drilled myself with his shaft, he pressed his face through the large opening of my blouse and into my bouncing breasts. I threw my head back, pushed my chest forward and mashed down deeply again and again onto his pole. Every movement was so heightened by the butt plug.

With louder moans and increased panting, I continued to impale myself on him with abandon. He'd moved his hands to rip open my blouse and unclasp my bra. My tits exposed, he grabbed me under my arms and to my delight, stood just long enough to take a few steps over and lay me on the edge of the bed. He held my feet up to his shoulders and started ramming he hard, grunting loudly with each penetration.

"Oh yes Wade!" I shouted, "Oh yes, fuck me hard!"

Grunting even louder, he thrust deeply into me again and again. With my legs held tightly to him, I could feel his hips pound my ass as his cock filled my pussy. The power of his thrusts was intoxicating. From deep within, I felt the tingles start and rode wave after wave of delicious orgasm. When he yelled out and sunk deep, unloading into me, I rode a tidal wave of joy that shook my whole body and made me scream out in utter pleasure.

Focused on the lingering orgasmic vibrations, with eyes closed, I uttered, "Wade, oh Wade", over and over.

"Oh yes RT," Wade said, slowly pulling his dick out of me, "I was thinking about you all day woman."

I kept my legs wrapped around his legs and watched as he removed the rubber. He tossed it aside, and then collapsed next me. I moved in close and moaned when his hand moved to my ass and put pressure at the base of the plug.

"So when did you get this?" He asked.

"Let's just say you could not have teased me today about being chicken," I replied.

"Oh?" He said, letting his hands rub and squeeze my boob.

"May I ask a favor?" I asked.

"You didn't even ask permission to enter my room," he replied.

"That's because I needed your dick in me so badly."

"I see. Fair enough. So what is your favor?"

"I could really use a soak and I don't want to dress even just to go to my room. Do you think I could use your tub?"

"If you promise to tell me about your day," Wade replied.

"I promise. And will you help me remove the plug?"

"Would be delighted, RT, so long as I also get to put it back in later."

Wade was very gentle as he took the plug out. He even tended to my bath water and held my hand as I stepped in. It felt so good to soak, and even better as Wade ran a wash cloth over my neck, shoulders and back as I told him about my day.

"You were right, RT, nothing chicken there."

I laid back and put my arms over my head, exposing my breasts, hoping Wade would begin to rub them with the washcloth. "And I want so much more, Wade."

He dipped the washcloth in the soapy water, and then ran it down between my breasts and down between my legs. Rubbing my pussy with the cloth he said, "Like what?"

"Mmmmm, I'm not even quite sure yet, but I sure would like it to include you, if you are willing," I said, relishing the feel of his hand between my legs.

"Honey, count me in!" Wade replied.

"I'm so glad you stopped by yesterday."

"So am I. But... well, with me, you had JD there when we met, just don't take too many risks, let us know, okay?"

I smiled at Wade. "I know, I was pretty crazy today. But you know, I sort of needed to do it, it's like I wanted to step out big time."

"Just be careful some too, RT, whatever tickles you next, I'm glad to play defense."

"Mmmmmm, speaking of tickle, would you prefer to rub my clit or to watch me rub my clit? 'Cause someone is going to have to it since you have me all hot again putting your hand between my legs like that."

"Oh RT, you're a fireball."

I squeezed my legs together, holding his hand there, and began gyrating my hips.

He smiled, and then gently used his other hand to open my legs. He took the cloth away and his bare fingers began rubbing against my pussy lips.

I moaned and pushed myself against his hand.

"You know what RT?"

I just moaned.

He pulled his hand away. I opened my eyes and saw he was holding his hands out to me. "Come here," he said.

I put my hands out and he pulled me up. Dripping wet, he led me to the bed and had me lay down. He crawled in between my legs and sent a huge buzz through me as he ran his tongue roughly over my clit. Forcefully, he held my legs open wide as he pushed his tongue hard right onto my clit. I screamed out and bucked my hips, so overwhelmed by the intense pleasures of his tongue.

Panting hard, I began uttering his name over and over between moans as he rubbed his tongue roughly right onto my clit. I could not control my squirming and kept arching my back trying to get him harder against me. He held me down. I wiggled and yelled out in pleasure.

When he wrapped his lips around my clit and started sucking, I nearly lost my mind. "Oh Wade!" I shouted and bucked up as he held me down. It was like a wrestling match as I shook and wiggling and bucked uncontrollably and he tried to keep sucking.

Hitting an amazing orgasm, I arched and held my ass up, frozen in the pure thrill between my legs. He kept sucking hard as I yelled out again and again.

When finally I relaxed, he ran his tongue up my mound, over my belly to my breasts. He licked my nipples, then my neck, and then covered my mouth to kiss me deeply. I cuddled in next to him and said, "Oh Wade, you are divine!"

He smiled, "You are tasty."

"That was incredible."

"You want to do it again?"

"Again and again," I uttered.

"Okay," he said and moved quickly to once again plant himself between my legs.

Before I could even express surprise, his tongue was on my clit as fiercely as before. "Ohhhhhhh," I moaned, not believing the lust he was already again firing deep in my pussy.

He was even rougher this time and I did not hold back either. My hands stayed on his head, pushing him into me, while my body shook and bucked and writhed. He firmly held me down to keep his tongue on my clit.

I screamed out "Ohhh Wade" over and over as he so quickly got me back to the brink of orgasm. I grasped his hair, wrapped my legs around his torso, and continued to writhe in every which way as he sucked hard on my clit.

Again, I arched and froze, utterly lost to a powerful earth shaking orgasm. I continued yelling out his name as it shook me to my core then fell back onto the bed utterly exhausted. Eyes closed, breathing in ragged spurts, I felt his tongue run up along my body again, then on my neck. I wrapped around him still moaning, so deeply satisfied.

"My pussy has never had such a fulfilling day," I managed to say finally.

"The day isn't over Sweetness," he said, pressing his hard cock against my hip.

I just smiled, unable to think or form words.

"If your pussy is tired, I'm sure I could find somewhere else to stick this," Wade said, his mouth right next to my ear.

I move my arm down to grasp his shaft, feeling its girth and then running my fingers along the length of it. "I've never had a cock up my ass, Wade, and this thick piece of wood you sport is downright scary."

"Not going to turn chicken on me again, are you?" Wade asked.

I squeezed his hard member in my hand and said, "A woman has to know her limitations."

Wade chuckled, then let his hand move down along my side then between my legs, he skimmed over my pussy and rubbed lightly across my asshole. Massaging it gently, he said, "Oh, I'll fit in there just fine RT, nothing scary, guaranteed."

I spread my bent legs wide, my feet bottom to bottom against each other, and arched my back, loving the feel of his finger rubbing my hole. Still holding his hard shaft in my hand, I turned to kiss him deeply, welcoming his tongue. As sparks began again between my legs, I replied, "So in a way, I can be a virgin for you."

Letting the tip of his finger gently slide into my hole, he replied, "Oh yeah, in the best way," and kissed me deeply. After his long hot wet kiss, he leaned back and pulled his finger out of me. I groaned. Wade smiled, then said, "If we're really going to do this right, I have to run a quick errand."

I turned to wrap a leg over him and sat straddling his thighs. I looked down at his cock and wrapped both my hands around it, "How about you don't leave and we do it wrong."

He put his hands on my hips and closed his eyes for a moment and sighed. After taking a few deep breaths, he opened his eyes and replied, "I can't tell you how badly I'd like to throw you down and cram my dick up your tight virgin ass right now. Ohhhh RT, you have NO idea...but that said," he looked down to my hands around his shaft, "if you let me out of your grasp for just a little awhile, we can have a lot more fun."

I stared down at him, already thoroughly starved to indulge in him again. I wondered if he felt the same desire as I did, and with a flash of deviousness and weakness, rose on my knees, then scooted up so I could grind my pussy against his rod. My eyes closed, focused on the feel of rubbing myself against his hard-on, I said, "Are you sure you have to go?"

I heard him moan a few times as his hips moved with me, then he replied, "Oh fuck RT, how you get me going." After one more long moan, he grasped my hips, pushed me aside, and getting up from the bed, he said, "You'll thank me later."

"How about I thank you now AND later?"

He threw a pillow at me then darted into bathroom, calling back, "I'm going to freshen this tub, I want you to soak while I'm gone."

"I want your cock to soak in me," I called back.

"Down girl," he replied.

I smiled to myself and stretched out on the bed. I closed my eyes and replayed his words over and over about how badly he want to cram his dick up my ass. Dave's fingers, the plug, had felt wonderful. I couldn't wait to see what Wade's thick cock would be like.

I heard Wade moving around in the room, and opened my eyes to see him dressed and grabbing some things from the table. His eyes moved up and down, drinking in my naked body. Putting his wallet in the back pocket of his dark khaki shorts, he said, "You get in the tub. I'd put you there, but then I'd never get out of this door. Are you good with beer? Or is there something you'd prefer?"

"Whatever pairs best with the taste of your cock," I replied.

"You did NOT just say that," Wade stated.

I shrugged, and then headed off to the tub. I was looking forward to Wade running the evening, even down to the beverages.

I had no trouble filling the time during Wade's absence. I sat low in the tub, my head back against the wall and my calves up along the edges. As my thoughts were on nothing but sex, it felt good to keep my legs spread open. Never would I have thought just days ago that two different men would have their fingers in my ass ever, let alone in one day.

And though it did not come from shyness or timidity, I did still have concerns about Wade fucking my ass. Oh, I did love the thought of it, but he really had a thick dong. It filled my pussy full, and as much as I loved it there, I wondered if it might be too much elsewhere. And his words, "cram his dick". I loved that and wanted that deep carnal pounding, I just didn't know if I my ass could handle it.

Lounging in the tub, spread open, waiting for Wade, I wondered where my new limits might be. It had taken all my nerve to meet JD at the door nude. It was a last second urge to reveal myself to others, and it was like jumping off a cliff to invite Wade in. Even as I let myself want and get hard wild fucks, with each one, I just felt more and more hungry.

I took a deep breath, and rubbed soapy water over my burning nipples. Maybe nothing to worry about at all, I only had to let myself explore. At the sound of Wade opening the motel door, my pussy felt a spark and did a quick clench. An obvious sign I wanted Wade to help me in my sexual explorations.

When Wade appeared at the bathroom doorway, he was naked, with two bottles of beer in his hands, and a hanging dick between his legs. I turned in the tub, putting my arms on the side, and rested my chin on my hands, eyes glued to his wiener. It occurred to me I'd never even seen it like that yet.

He stepped forward to hand me a beer, but I ignored it, still focused on his dick, feeling so thrilled by it. When I finally did look up and accept the beer from him, I said, "Even like that...wow, a lot of meat to shove up my crack."

He busted out laughing. I took a swig of beer, and then stood to get out of the tub. He handed me a towel.

"Okay, dry off and come on out here, I want to show you my bag of tricks."

I reached out and cupped his sac, "I see all I need."

"Oh, RT, you are going to make it so hard to do this right," he replied.

I smiled and stepped forward to kiss him and let my tongue explore his, while my hand cupped his balls. Quickly heated in his presence, I wanted to wrap my legs around him and feel him deep right there and then. Instead, I managed to take a step back and replied, "You aren't exactly innocent either Wade."

He smiled slyly, then gave me a quick kiss before turning to head out, "Come along then."

I opened the tub's drain, and then toweled myself dry. For an instant, I looked around the room for my clothes. I smiled to myself as not only was I not sure where they were, but that I had no interest in wearing them anyway. I took another swig of beer and wandered out clean, damp, naked, and eager.

Wade had stripped the bed to nothing but pillows and bottom sheet. He was standing at the table that had a little cooler and a brown bag on top of it. He was removing items from the bag, but I didn't notice what they were, as I was more interested in how nice his ass looked. I thought for a second how nice it would be to squeeze it, and then smiled to myself, as there was nothing keeping me from finding out.

I stepped over to him and kneeled behind him. I grabbed his ass with both my hands and squeezed hard. His ass cheeks were as nice and firm as they looked. I stood close behind him, letting my hands travel from his ass to his hips, along his sides and finally around his chest and pressed myself into his back. Holding him tightly to me, I breathed in deeply, loving his feel and smell, and letting myself openly show my hunger for him.

He moaned, "mmmmm", then turned around to wrap his arms around me and return the grope. "You are one fun woman, RT. Lay down on bed, ass up, time to play doctor."

I cocked my head slightly, wondering what he had planned, but did as he said and laid down in the middle of the bed on my stomach.

He sat down next to me with two things in his hands. "Okay, what we all like best is lubed and clean. So," he said holding up the objects, "that is what these are about."

In his hand was a big bottle of lube and in the other was a squeeze bottle of water with long nozzle. "I'm going to lube you up then slip this in and fill you up to clean you out."

I nodded, surprisingly excited about what he just said he'd be doing. I let out a deep breath and moved around a bit to get comfortable.

"Yep, that's it, just relax," he said.

I heard the flip top of the lube open and waited to feel it pour down on me. Instead, he must have put it into his hand because next thing I felt was his hands on me. He started by rubbing the lube on my ass cheeks then gradually worked his way in closer and closer to my crack. I closed my eyes, happy to surrender to his care.

Soon, his hand worked only in my crack, rubbing up and down, massaging in small circles. It felt even better when he started working with just one finger, right over my hole, back and forth, beginning to push down more. When he finally did press a fingertip in, he slid in easily and all I felt was sheer joy.

Ever so slowly, he wigged his fingertip around in circles, then squirted out lube right onto my hole. He moved his finger around a few more times, and then pushed in further. Holding that finger still for just a little bit, he rubbed my ass with his other hand. It all felt so good, I started moving my ass around, as I wanted his finger to start moving.

He gave my ass a gentle slap and said, "Easy there, you just relax woman."

I moaned out, "Mmmmm," and stopped moving.

He slid his finger the rest of the way in, and then began rotating it around deep within me. It was all I could do to stay still. I kept my eyes closed and let the amazing sensations wash over me.

A few moments later, he slowly pulled his finger out and at the same time, slid the lubed tip of the water bottle in. It was narrower than his finger, so felt like nothing to have it up my ass. Then I felt the pressure of the fluid rushing into me. I was so relaxed and comfortable, the water flowing in was soothing.




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He slowly pulled the bottle tip out, and then slapped my ass softly. "Now we wait."

"How long?"

"You'll know."

"You make Doctor not so bad."

"Lots of first times tonight," he replied. And got up to put the stuff on the table and grab his beer. He sat on the chair by the table watching me and waiting.

Staring at his naked body I said, "You are a lot hotter than my real doctor."

I enjoyed the time waiting, even challenging myself about how long I could hold the water in me. I wanted to savor every new sensation as I lay there with Wade watching.

After the third time through the process, I reported to Wade all was clean and asked what was next. "A little more doctoring for you," he replied.

I flopped down on the bed and raised my ass up, "I'm ready."

"Hmm, not quite," he said. "Dr. Wade has a treat for his good patient, but I need you to flip over and around, hang your head slightly from the bed."

As I moved to the position he wanted, I recalled my fantasy of the same and looked forward to tasting his cock again. When he came over to the bed though, he had a long big stick frozen ice treat in his hand. It was already unwrapped and he took a few licks. "I wanted to give you an exercise to work on," he said, sitting on the bed beside my head, looking down at me. "Open up."

I opened my mouth and he stuck the frozen rod in my mouth. "Okay, take it as deep as you can."

I moved my hand to take the stick at the end, and lowered the frozen ice down far until I gagged a bit.

"It's okay, try again. The trick is to keep doing it and try to fight that gag instinct. I'm not expecting you to swallow me tonight, but I'd like us to know how far I can go, the angle of your neck helps too," Wade said softly.

While I continued to work with the frozen rod, Wade got up and moved down between my legs. With a full palm, he rubbed gently against my pussy lips and the stimulation seemed to help me relax my throat. I closed my eyes and imagined it was Wade's cock that I tried to slide down my throat.

By the time the ice had melted down, I was grinding myself against Wade's hand and hungry for the real thing. Wade got up from the bed, took the ice from my hand and replaced it with his warm hard rod. I quickly took it into my mouth and pulled him down as far as I could handle. Just as I gagged, I pushed him back a little then fought the reflex. I pulled him back in to that point, and then held him there. He was in deeper than before, right near the edge of my throat.

I continued to work on that point, taking him deep, holding him there, concentrating on not gagging, pleased to have him in deeper. With each little bit more I felt a charge in my pussy, excited to take more of him. Wade was moaning and panting hard, but let me keep control of his shaft.

I pulled him out, and moved my head a little to get a different angle. Wetting my lips, I took him in again and pulled him even deeper. Again I felt the urge to gag, but managed to suppress it. He felt okay there after a moment so I dared to take him down further. Pulling him in quickly, I felt him hit the back of my throat, but I gagged and pulled him out. I doubled my efforts and took him in deeper again. I could not control my gagging and had to pull him out again. I tried a few more times with slight improvement, but far from being able to swallow all of him, as much as I wanted to.

"Not bad at all, RT," Wade said. "I sure couldn't do that."

I kissed the top of this cock and ran my tongue around his tip. "It's not for lack of want. It felt good pulling you in deep like that."

"Keep working at it, let me know anytime you are ready to try again with flesh instead of ice," Wade replied.

I only moaned in return as my mouth was full with his cockhead.

"Oh RT, that is nice...but not quite the hole I was aiming for tonight," he pulled back, watching as his mushroom head emerged from my greedy lips.

Letting his cock slip from my hands, I sat up, then spun my legs around and under me and kneeled on the bed in front of him.

He stepped forward and cupped my breasts in his hands. "At some point I really want to fuck those things," he said quietly.

I smiled and leaned in against his hands.

"Oh girl, there are so many things I want to do to you."

I laid back on the bed and spread my legs wide for him.

He just stood there admiring the view, a hungry sly expression on his face. I knew he was buying himself some time to settle down after watching me practice with the ice, then trying to swallow his cock. Keeping his eyes on me, he stepped over to get a beer out of the cooler and sat at the table.

I turned over and moved so he could see my crack then reached back and pulled my cheeks open. He let out an approving growl as he sipped from his beer. Reaching for some pillows, I stacked them under me to stick my ass up at him. Still holding my cheeks open, I rocked back and forth. My whole body was alive with lust, I loved his eyes on me.

I heard him guzzle his beer down. Shortly after, I felt him run a cold hand down my back and slowly over and around my ass. With a grunt, he suddenly grabbed my hips hard and jammed his hard rod against my ass, rubbing hard. It was delicious to feel him against me like that. Moving his shaft up and down my crack he said, "Feel that RT, feel all of that, it wants to be inside you in the worst way."

I felt him squirt lube all over my ass and his cock started sliding deeper in between my cheeks. He rubbed his hands all over my ass while still sliding his cock back and forth. With a groan, he pulled his cock away and started sliding his fingers along my crack. Like he did before, he gradually worked in a fingertip, and then a finger into my ass. This time though, he rubbed my pussy with his other hand.

When he pulled his finger out, I looked forward to him adding another and was pleasantly surprised when instead I felt something different. It felt cool and smooth, and slid right in. When a larger section hit my cheeks I realized Wade had stuck the neck of a beer bottle into me. He pressed it firmly, moving it around while his hand continued to rub my pussy. I moaned and squirmed under his attentions.

Slowly, he began pulling the bottle out and I felt a rush of excitement through my whole body as I hoped he'd soon be pressing his cock into me. Once the neck of the bottle was out, he also took his hand away. I turned to look back and watched as he rolled a rubber down his stiff cock. Stepping closer, he picked up the lube and squirted it all over his dick, then again on my ass. Rubbing it around, he said, "You ready for this?"

"Do it Wade, I want every last bit you up my ass."

He grabbed my hips and rubbed his cock against my ass, "Oh how I want to be in there."

After rubbing his cock against me, he again slipped a finger in and moved it around, then added another, and let both pump in and out a few times. As good as it felt, I was aching to finally feel his cockhead pressing into me. "Oh Wade, do it man, I want to feel your cock in my ass!"

He moaned in response and slowly pulled his fingers out. Soon after, I felt the soft flesh of his cockhead pressing against my hole. "Okay Sweetness, you go ahead and work your way back onto me."

"Oh yes!" I exclaimed and reached back to pull my cheeks open as I pressed back onto his cockhead. He held it firmly as I pushed myself back and felt my ass open to accept the tip of his thick cock. "Ohhhhh," I moaned as my ass stretched open, so much more than with the plug. I kept moving back slowly, aching to feel his cockhead in my ass. With a wiggle and push, it moved in and made me moan loudly and utter again and again, "Oh Wade!" 

I heard him grunting and panting behind me as I pushed myself back onto him, slowly taking in more and more of him. It only felt better and better as I keep moaning loudly. "Oh Wade, your cock feels soooo good up my ass!"

I felt his hand on my pussy again, and screamed when he let a finger slide against my clit. I pushed back more, so hungry for all of him, so intensely aroused. When he started slowly and gently rubbing a finger in circles on my clit, I could no longer hold back. I pushed back hard impaling myself with his cock, then holding myself firmly against his hips. I yelled out his name loudly so thrilled to be totally skewered on his rod.

He grunted and moaned loudly then said, "Okay baby, you ready to ride?"

"Oh fuck yes Wade, pump those hips into me, you feel so amazing up my ass."

Gripping my hips hard, he pulled out quickly. I gasped. I felt his cockhead at my hole opening, "You sure you are ready for this?" He said, panting.

"Cram your dick in me Wade, fill me up."

He thrust forward, sliding all the way in and slapping against my thighs. I screamed, riding an intense wave of pleasure and fullness, and savored all the new sensations. "Yes Wade, yes!" I shouted.

With a deep grunt, he started pumping my ass in short quick strokes. I squirmed under him, every move felt so wonderful. I couldn't stop moaning and kept telling him I wanted more.

He pulled me up and wrapping himself against my back and continued short jerky pumps then reached around to press a hand hard against my pussy lips. 

I jerked and squirmed so hard, he had to grip me even more firmly. As his cock continued to pump into my ass I rubbed my pussy against his hand and yelled his name out over and over, "Oh yes Wade, yes, ohhhhhh, it feels soooo good! Oh pump harder man, fuck my ass hard!"

He moaned and grunted and somehow found a way to pump me even faster. Listening to his grunts and feelings his thrusts, I lost myself to his pounding. As an intense orgasm grew between my legs, we both could only yell out each other's names between deep loud moans and ragged breaths. When he pushed deep into me and let his cum explode, I pushed my clit against his hand, gyrating wildly, and we both hollered out together.

We stayed frozen there for many minutes, riding out each last vibrations and unable to move. When Wade finally slipped his cock out of my ass, he collapsed on the bed beside me. I moved to wrap myself around him and whispered in his ear, "When can we do it again."

He laughed and groaned and then replied, "Two minutes, just give me two minutes."

I got up and straddled his hips and placed my hands on his chest. "I'll wait as long as it takes Wade, I'm already hungry for you again."

He smiled and reached to put a hand over mine, then closed his eyes and said, "I don't know how I'll get any work done tomorrow when I'll be thinking about fucking you all day."

"You better get your rest in then," I said, and gently moved to his side. I got off the bed and went into the bathroom for a washcloth. I rolled the rubber off his cock and cleaned him with the warm cloth. His eyes stayed closed and his breathing calmed. I tossed the cloth back into the bathroom, and then grabbed a beer from the cooler and sat at the table watching him, my ass still felt full of him. 

I finished two beers while watching him sleep, enjoying every minute staring at his naked body, especially the big dick between his legs. It was a struggle not to touch it or wake him by taking it into my mouth and sucking hard. I could have sat there the rest of the night fantasizing about all the things I wanted to do with him.

Instead, I left a note on his table and quietly dressed and gathered my things. Taking one last long look at his dick, I let myself out, making sure the lock clicked behind me, and headed up to my room. I was exhausted and, for now, incredibly happy and sexually satiated.



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Wendy was so excited that she couldn't hold off her orgasm for long. Cindy eagerly explored the lips and folds of her pussy alternately with driving her tongue inside Wendy and fucking her with it. When she easily located Wendy's excited clit and gently sucked on it Wendy starting cumming. Her orgasm held her tightly and lasted a very long time. The whole time she came Cindy perfectly played at her pussy to intensify the moment for her.

By the time she sat with Cindy tenderly kissing her inner thighs after her orgasm passed she was still breathing heavily and feeling light headed from the intensity of the experience. Cindy crawled up onto the couch next to her and, for the first time as lovers, the two women kissed. Wendy tasted herself on Cindy's lips and tongue as they sat closely and explored each other's mouths.

They remained like that until Cindy whispered, "Come on, let's get in bed." At first after getting in bed they resumed simply kissing and holding each other. The longer they kissed the more aware Wendy became of Cindy's soft tits pressing against her own.

Eventually Wendy parted their kiss, rolled Cindy onto her back, and moved her face down to her tits. Cindy moaned as Wendy let her mouth do something she had only done twice before in her life, kiss another woman's tit. Wendy lingered over Cindy's tits and sucked each nipple until it stood hard and tall off her tits.

The women changed places repeatedly and took turns sucking and teasing each other's bodies until both were ready for more. At this point Wendy was on her back with Cindy sitting next to her. With a quick grace Cindy crawled over Wendy and brought her mouth to Wendy's pussy just as she lowered her pussy to Wendy's face.

Wendy wrapped her arms around Cindy and started fondling her ass as she began to enthusiastically lick and suck Cindy's pussy. Having both cum recently both women were able to prolong their orgasms and make this moment last a very long time. They stayed in the 69 position with Cindy on top slowly teasing each other to the brink of cumming before backing off and letting each other regain control.

Wendy was surprised and excited when Cindy began to cum first. Wendy had by now been completely covered in the juices practically dripping out of Cindy's pussy and she gently sucked on Cindy's clit. With a loud groan Cindy pushed her pussy down hard on Wendy and began to cum. Just as she started cumming Wendy increased the pressure in her sucking and this seemed to push Cindy to a whole new level of pleasure.

She started grinding her pussy back and forth over Wendy's mouth and Wendy could feel the intense spasms in Cindy's pussy. Finally releasing her clit Wendy shoved her tongue up Cindy's pussy so she could directly feel Cindy's spasming pussy.

As soon as Cindy finished cumming she dropped her head to Wendy's pussy and resumed her own licking and sucking. Wendy's head was soon spinning in lust as she lost all track of everything except the pleasure Cindy was giving her. It could have been hours for all she knew, but she did know that Cindy continued sucking and teasing at her expertly for a very long time.

When Cindy finally allowed Wendy to cum Wendy let out a long moan. Just as she started cumming she thought that Kate did a fabulous job teaching her sister how to suck pussy. The mere thought of Kate brought a flood of feelings and memories to Wendy as she writhed under the power of her orgasm. She thought of Mike, of Kate, and finally of how amazing Cindy was at fucking. At the peak of her orgasm she quickly thought of fucking Cindy and Mike together as Kate watched and that thought combined with Cindy's expert sucking made the peak of her orgasm last for several long moments.

After she finished her orgasm she literally thought she might pass out but instead simply lay still panting as Cindy crawled off her and they held each other tightly. Both women were completely drained by the intensity of the passion they had just shared and, after exchanging a few more soft kisses, they simply lay together until they both drifted off to sleep.

Wendy woke up the next morning to the extremely pleasant sensation of having her tits softly massaged. She kept her eyes closed and basked in the feeling for several long minutes before she finally opened them up and looked over at Cindy.

"Morning," Cindy softly said.

"Hmmm, last night was incredible," Wendy replied.

Her daughter didn't say another word before she leaned down and met Wendy in a deeply passionate kiss. The kiss lingered for a long while before Wendy reluctantly parted it and said, "I must be a mess. Let me take a shower."

"Great idea," Cindy replied, "mind if I join you?" Wendy moaned lustfully and they met in another long, deep kiss. 

They walked together into the bathroom and then quickly decided to take a bath rather than shower when they looked at the huge tub. Cindy poured in some of the complimentary bubble bath as the tub filled and then they crawled in together.

At first they simply sat and enjoyed the warmth of the water and the bubbles. When the tub was full Cindy shut off the water and slid over close to Wendy. They started kissing again and Wendy quickly felt Cindy's hands fondling her soapy tits. Wendy was ready to start fucking Cindy right there but Cindy pulled away before picking up a bar of soap and some shampoo.

As Wendy moaned wantonly Cindy took her time lathering and then rinsing Wendy's hair. When she finished that she lathered her hands and started to wash Wendy's excited body. She let her hands explore Wendy's entire body and finally ended up at her pussy. By the time Cindy was done "washing" her Wendy was crying out in orgasm as Cindy rubbed her clit.

Now that it was her turn Wendy positioned Cindy directly in front of her with her back to Wendy. As Cindy leaned up against her Wendy could reach around her and fondle her tits. Wendy started by teasing her tits but soon released them so she could grab the shampoo and slowly wash Cindy' s hair. Only when that was done did Wendy let her hands return to Cindy's tits.

Wendy fondled her tits for a while and then slipped her hands down between Cindy's legs. Cindy moaned and pushed her legs wider apart as Wendy slipped two of her fingers easily inside Cindy. Wendy slowly teased Cindy and built her passion evenly until Cindy finally came with a long cry.

Once she finished cumming Cindy spun around and they met in a deep kiss. "Let's get out," Cindy suggested as Wendy agreed. By now the water had lost its warmth anyway. Wendy simply sat and watched as Cindy stood up.

Wendy slowly let her eyes scan upwards over Cindy's soapy, wet body. Her gaze lingered first on Cindy's pussy and then focused on Cindy's heavy tits. Cindy's body more resembled a Marilyn Monroe type than the popular super models and actresses of today. Wendy gazed lustily at the rich, full curves of her body and watched the beads of water run down off her. Wendy reached up and caressed Cindy's thigh as Cindy smiled down at her mother. 

"God," Wendy said softly, "you are beautiful. I can really see what Mike sees in you." That last part slipped out before Wendy could censure it. The mention of Mike's name seemed to somehow surprise both women. 

For a moment Wendy was worried she had upset Cindy but instead Cindy helped Wendy out of the tub and playfully said, "Well, now I can see why Mike is so good in bed. He clearly comes by it naturally." They again fell into a long kiss that only stopped when the phone started ringing.

Cindy answered and talked to the front desk, who had called up to remind them it was time to check out. They had to hurry to get dressed and repacked before the bellhop showed up at their door to pick up their bags. 

Before leaving they enjoyed a lunch together at the spa. On the way home they decided to take a short detour to a little town nearby that was know for having good shopping. The rest of the afternoon was spent with them shopping and relaxing together.

They finally arrived back home right around dinner time. They fixed a light dinner and uncorked a bottle of wine. They talked all through dinner but since they had left the spa neither of them talked about what had happened the previous night or that morning.

After cleaning up from dinner they moved to the back patio and sat together for a while in the cooling night air. Wendy was sitting on a "loveseat" that had just barely enough room for two and initially Cindy sat in a chair. Cindy got up and went in to get more wine and when she returned she sat next to Wendy. She leaned closely against her and whispered, "I want to say thanks for last night. It was amazing."

Wendy was surprised by her own candor when she confessed, "I've wanted you ever since I saw you with Kate. Watching you and her fuck with that strap on was maybe the hottest thing I have ever seen."

"And it didn't bother you that I was fucking my sister?" Cindy asked as she nuzzled closer to Wendy and Wendy put her arm around her.

"No," Wendy replied, "I think that excited me even more."

Cindy looked up at her with a glint of lust of her eyes and teased, "Why, Mrs. Rogers, I never would have guessed that from such a fine, upstanding lady." She then paused and said, "Tell me about your incest."

Wendy vividly described how amazingly intimate and sensual the experience was for her. "I felt like I could be more intimate and was closer to the person because of our previous relationship," she said. She continued to describe how being with Mike had made her feel but never revealed Mike's name or too many details. She concluded by saying that she felt like knowing it was wrong only made it hotter.

"Who was it?" Cindy asked. Wendy hesitated and it was obvious to Cindy that she didn't want to answer. "OK, tell me this," Cindy said, "was it a man or a woman?"

"A man," Wendy answered.

"God," Cindy gasped, "to have him inside you, fucking you, must have been so intense. Did he cum inside you?"

"Yes," gasped Wendy in her growing excitement. "He came in my mouth, too."

Cindy moaned as her own lust was growing rapidly. As intense as fucking both Kate and Wendy had been she could only imagine the added dimension of the same taboo sensations with a man. She thought about feeling his cum in her or on her and it made her pussy ache.

"Ever since I saw you with Kate," Wendy said as she began to lightly rub her fingers on the Cindy's cheek, "I can't stop thinking about that strap on."

Cindy raised up and looked Wendy deeply in the eyes. They sat silently for a moment before Cindy whispered, "Do you want me to fuck you with it?"

"God, yes!" Wendy gasped just as they met in a wild, deep kiss. They stayed on the patio wildly kissing each other for a while longer before they got up and moved upstairs to Wendy's room.

Once in Wendy's room they fell together on the bed and began to strip each other in a lustful frenzy. Once they both were naked they busily sucked and teased each other's tits until they both were very wet and wanting much more. Cindy slid off the bed with one last kiss for Wendy and whispered, "I'll be right back, don't move."

Wendy watched her bare ass disappear down the hall and lay anxiously awaiting her return. She knew that Cindy had gone to get the strap on and she couldn't wait to feel her daughter driving the dildo in and out of her wet pussy.

Wendy let out a long, lusty moan when Cindy reappeared in the doorway. She had put the dildo on and stood stroking it slowly as if she were jacking off. Cindy deliberately strolled over to the bed as Wendy stared excitedly at her. Wendy couldn't believe how hot and wanton Cindy looked with the hard dildo standing straight out from her pussy like an excited cock. The combination of the dildo's swaying from side to side as she walked and her tits swaying in their own unique rhythm was driving Wendy out of her mind with lust.

Cindy crawled on the bed and Wendy reached out for the dildo just to feel it. She stroked it back and forth a few times and Cindy whispered, "Do you like it?"

"Yes," Wendy hoarsely replied.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" Cindy asked in a devilish tone.

"God, yes," Wendy gasped.

"Ask me for it, beg me," Cindy instructed.

Wendy was slightly surprised but wildly excited by Cindy's forceful demeanor. She looked up at Cindy and began asking Cindy to fuck her. She continued asking for Cindy to drive the dildo inside her as Cindy moved between her thighs and teased her pussy with its tip.

"Do you need it?" Cindy teased.

"Fuck yes," Wendy cried. "I need to feel you fuck me. I want it inside me! Do it!" Cindy pushed the length of the dildo into her in one smooth motion and Wendy groaned deeply at the sensation.

As Cindy began fucking her Wendy kept her eyes shut just letting the wild sensations wash over her. After a few minutes of this Cindy whispered, "Look at me. Watch me."

Wendy opened her eyes and saw Cindy staring down at her with a look of utter and complete lust. Wendy groaned again as the sensation in her pussy seemed amplified twenty times by the visual of Cindy moving over her. It seemed to combine the best of fucking a man with the best of fucking a woman. She could feel the hard shaft filling her pussy, although she did have to admit that the dildo still lacked something in comparison to the real thing.

The added bonus, however, was that she could watch Cindy's full, beautiful body as Cindy pumped the cock in and out of her. Cindy's tits bounced and swayed across her chest and her hair was a mess, but she looked sexier than Wendy had ever seen before.

Very suddenly Wendy started her orgasm as she stared up into Cindy's wild eyes. Cindy pumped the cock firmly into her all through her orgasm and continued pumping at a slightly slower pace once Wendy finished cumming.

Wendy expected Cindy to stop and for them to trade places, but instead Cindy pulled the cock out of her and instructed, "Roll over." Wendy rolled over and quickly got on her knees and elbows as Cindy again positioned the cock at her pussy. Wendy let out a short cry of delight as Cindy again drove the cock inside her and began fucking her.

"Did he fuck you like this?" Cindy asked as their fuck continued. Wendy knew immediately that the he Cindy referred to was her incestuous lover. Wendy moaned in reply and thought about how it felt to have Mike's cock inside her.

"Did you like feeling his hard cock inside you as he fucked you like this?" Cindy asked. 

Wendy moaned a lusty, "Yes!" She was very excited by the fact that Cindy was unknowing playing the role of her husband during this fuck.

Cindy fucked Wendy as she continued to ask Wendy about her encounter with her relative. After a long while Wendy groaned wildly when she felt Cindy's finger pressing on her tight asshole. Cindy wasn't trying to push her finger in, yet, but she definitely was applying some pressure.

"Did he fuck you here?" Cindy asked.

"Yesssss," Wendy hissed.

The pace of Cindy's fucking increased and Wendy knew her orgasm wasn't too far away. Cindy kept the slight pressure on Wendy's asshole and continued her questioning. "Did you like feeling his hard cock shoved up your asshole? I bet you begged him for more. Did he fill your asshole with his cum?"

"Ugh, yes," Wendy grunted as she knew she was on the verge of cumming again and was trying to hold off as long as she could.

Cindy increased the speed of her thrusts again and the bedroom was now filled with the sound of their bodies slapping together roughly. Wendy had started to let out little grunts in response to each of her thrusts and Cindy knew she was ready to cum very soon. As she let her finger play over Wendy's asshole she decided it was time to push her over the edge.

"I bet Mike loved fucking your asshole," Cindy said in a deep lusty voice that immediately drew a long moan from Wendy. Wendy started cumming almost as soon as Mike's name was mentioned. 

Wendy cried out over and over as her body rocked with an intense orgasm. Cindy kept fucking her firmly throughout and continued talking to her about fucking Mike. "I bet you loved having Mike suck your pussy, didn't you. Did he make you cum by sucking your clit?"

It seemed each time Cindy spoke Mike's name Wendy's orgasm would intensify until her body rocked one last time and she let out a long, deep moan as Wendy nearly collapsed on the bed. After a brief pause Wendy turned to Cindy, who still knelt behind her with the now dripping wet cock still standing firm and ready for more. For a moment neither spoke until Wendy gasped, "You knew? How? But, oh my God, I..."

Cindy interrupted Wendy as Wendy tried desperately to come to grips with the fact that her daughter knew that she had fucked her son. "I asked Mike some questions about your family," Cindy said in response. I found out that you didn't have any male siblings and that you hadn't been particularly close to your distant relatives growing up." She then lay down next to Wendy who still looked back at her with panic in her eyes. 

"Besides," Cindy said, "I know what it is like to fuck someone very closely related. After you described the intensity of the experience I knew it had to be someone very close to you. I assume I guessed correctly?"

"Yes," Wendy whispered partly in shame. "I'm so sorry," she started before Cindy cut her off again.

Cindy gave her a long, slow kiss and then pulled away before saying. "Don't be. I'm not upset. Mike and I are completely in love and happy. Frankly, I find the idea of you two fucking very wild and kinky. Besides, after you catching me with Kate I'm not really in a position to point fingers."

Wendy's mind reeled as they lay in each other's arms. Part of her couldn't believe what had happened and the other part was a mixture of wild excitement over what Cindy's comments meant for her and confusion over the whole situation. She started to speak again but Cindy quieted her and kissed her deeply. When the kiss ended Cindy moved close to Wendy's ear and whispered, "There will be time for lots of talking later, but right now I need you to fuck me." With that Cindy unhooked the strap on and slipped it off her.

She helped Wendy get the strap on in place and then the two women rolled over so Cindy was now on her back and Wendy was between her legs. Wendy guided the cock to Cindy's pussy and started tentatively fucking her with it. Wendy soon grew comfortable and very excited by this new position. She loved the feeling of "control" she seemed to have and the experience of fucking through the eyes of a man soon pushed all the confusion out of her mind as she focused on their intense fuck.

She focused entirely on pleasuring Cindy and by the time Wendy finished fucking her Cindy had two intense orgasms and they had tried several different positions. The first time Cindy came as Wendy fucked her in the missionary position and Wendy loved being able to watch Cindy cum. She looked so pretty and sexy in the throes of her orgasm and it drove Wendy wild to watch her. The second time Cindy came Wendy was lying on her back with Cindy riding up and down on the dildo. As exciting as the previous position had been for her, watching Cindy ride her "cock" for a long time before finally having her erupt into a wild orgasm drove her to new levels of lust.

To finish their night together Cindy pulled the dildo off Wendy and pushed it into her mother's soaking wet pussy. As Cindy drove the dildo in and out of Wendy with her hand she leaned over and began to suck and lick at Wendy's clit. Wendy was so excited after their long fuck that it only took a few minutes for Cindy to make her cum. 

By the time she finished her deep orgasm she collapsed onto the bed trying to regain her breath. Cindy slowly crawled up next to her and dropped gently into her mother's waiting arms. They exchanged a slow, soft kiss and held each other close until they each fell asleep.



Reconnecting Ch. 08



Wendy couldn't quite believe what had just happened when she woke up the next morning to find Cindy lying naked beside her. She looked on the floor next to the bed and saw the strap on. A large, wicked smile crossed her face as a flood of memories from the past couple of nights danced through her mind. 

She remained like this until she heard Cindy's voice ask, "What's that sexy smile all about?"

"Oh, I was just thinking about last night," Wendy answered dreamily.

"Umm, that was intense, wasn't it?" Cindy replied. They held each other tenderly for several long minutes before Cindy again spoke. "So how should we tell Mike about us?"

Wendy froze and couldn't quite believe what Cindy had just said. Honestly, it was exactly what she had hoped Cindy would say but somehow having her say it so quickly and without any prompting or coaxing caught Wendy off guard.

Cindy looked up at Wendy's frozen expression and said, "Come on now, you didn't think I'd want to keep us a secret?" She moved close and initiated a deep, sensual kiss with Wendy. After her tongue had finished sweeping all over Wendy's lips and through her mouth Cindy leaned back and added, "Besides, you are far too good a fuck to let this be a one time thing."

She then leaned in close to Wendy's ear and began whispering in a secretive tone even though they were alone in the big house. "And don't tell me after last night that you don't want to fuck Mike. I want you to fuck him. I want to watch while you fuck your son. I think that might be the nastiest, kinkiest, sexiest thing I have ever heard of."

By now Wendy was groaning deeply from both Cindy's teasing words and her own intense feelings of lust. She now knew she would be able to unleash her most primal, taboo sexual urges once more. Plus, now she wouldn't have the guilt of sneaking around behind Cindy's back and, in fact, was looking forward to Cindy being an active participant in the fuck.

Wendy grabbed Cindy and began a wild, wanton kiss. They soon began teasing each other's bodies again and stopped only when Cindy suggested they move to the shower. Once inside the big shower they hungrily soaped and washed each other's bodies paying particular attention to the other person's tits and pussy. They only shut off the water and started to dry off after they had each fingered the other to yet another orgasm.

Wendy would have been happy to go right back to bed with Cindy except for the deep hunger she felt. The two women dried off quickly, put on robes, and went down to the kitchen together to cook a big breakfast.

They talked happily as they cooked and if there had been any observers there would have been nothing to indicate that these two women, related by marriage, had just spent the last two nights intensely fucking each other. Once they started eating, however, the subject of Mike soon came up again. It was Cindy who again brought it up. All through the rest of breakfast they talked and finally came up with a plan that would result in Cindy, Wendy, and Mike all being able to openly fuck each other. 

By the time they finished making their plans both women's pussies were wet and aching but they couldn't act on their urges as Cindy had an appointment. To try and relieve some of her excitement and take her mind off what they were going to do the next night Wendy went to her gym and put herself through a very intense and draining workout.

After Mike came home later that day Wendy had a very hard time being with him and Cindy. Her own excitement and anticipation had reached a fever pitch and she could barely control herself with them together knowing what she would get to do the next night. Fortunately, Mike was very horny from his trip and Cindy seemed as excited as she was and they went up to their room shortly after dinner. Wendy tried not to listen but a couple of times she heard moaning that could only be made by two people intensely unleashing their lust. As she sat listening to her son and daughter her pussy ached. 

For the next day Cindy made lunch reservations for the three of them at a nice restaurant. The plan was that just as the meal was ending one of her co-workers from her part time job would call with some emergency that she would need to leave to immediately take care of. Of course, there would be no emergency and her leaving was only intended to give Wendy some time alone with Mike. 

Just as they were getting up from the table after their dinner Cindy jumped as if she had her cell phone on vibrate mode and it just went off. She answered it and was clearly not happy about what the person on the other end of the call was saying. "You've got to be kidding?" she asked. "This can't wait until tomorrow? Can't you find someone else to handle it?" She listened for a short while longer and then finally said, "OK, fine. I'll be right there."

She turned to Mike and Wendy and said, "I'm really sorry but I've been ordered to this big meeting this afternoon. Some big project for a client that has to be done today."

"How long will this last?" Mike asked. He had arranged to take the day off work after his trip and didn't seem very happy that Cindy had to work.

"I don't know," she said, "but my guess is that this is probably going to go late into the night. Don't wait for me for dinner. I'll call before I leave the office." As they watched her walk hurriedly out of the restaurant and hail a cab Wendy gleefully thought about what was certainly about to happen. She was impressed with how realistic Cindy's acting had been. If she didn't know better herself she would have sworn that Cindy was truly on her way back to the office instead of to the mall for some shopping and a movie.

Wendy was a little disappointed when Mike said he might as well stop in his office for a couple of hours. "Don't work too hard," she said. "You deserve some time off after your long trip. Besides, I wouldn't mind having some time alone with you." 

That comment seemed to register with Mike as he looked at her with a particular expression. She didn't give him any indication of what she really meant but loved that she had him on edge now and a little off his guard.

They left the restaurant and Wendy kept talking to him just like normal. Mike pulled up in front of their house where he was going to drop her off before going back to the office. He had been shocked at what he thought was a sexual tone in her voice back at the restaurant, but nothing she had said since even alluded to that idea. He had just convinced himself that it was only his own oversexed mind as he stopped the car. Instead of immediately opening the door Wendy leaned over close to Mike and pressed against him as she whispered softly into his ear, "Don't be late coming home from work. Mommy's got a surprise for you."

She turned right away and got out of the car saying, "See you later," with a broad smile. Mike did go back to his office but his time there was a complete waste as he was left wondering what she had in mind for later. Was it possible that he was going to get to fuck her? Is that what she meant? He tried over and over to convince himself that she must have some other surprise planned, but he knew her well enough to know that her tone told him exactly what she wanted. He left a couple of hours later and made his way back to his place. 

On the way he called Cindy and left her a voice message saying that he was sorry she was tied up and hoped the meeting went well. Part of him hoped she would have answered the phone thinking that her voice might snap him out of what he knew he was about to do. Instead he left the message and hung up the phone with his mind still trying to comprehend why his mom was suddenly so horny for him.

When he got home he found his mom busily moving about the kitchen. She clearly had been to the market just down the street as the kitchen was now full of food. "Hi there," she said, "no self respecting mom could let her son return from a trip without a good home cooked meal. Mike looked around briefly for any signs of his surprise but didn't see anything and figured that she was intending to make him wait a bit longer.

Mike tried to talk her into going out for dinner but she insisted on cooking him a meal. She spent the next while busily cooking while eagerly looking forward to her plans for dessert. Once she finished cooking she told Mike she had a silly question. "Would you think it odd if we got dressed for dinner?"

At first Mike laughed thinking she was joking but it was soon clear she was serious. "No problem, I'll go get dressed," he replied. As he put on his dress pants and a nice shirt and tie he wondered why she was acting this way and what she had planned. He was very excited after getting dressed and anxiously waited for her to emerge from her bedroom. When she stepped out she was wearing a white, button up shirt with the thin collar turned up. It had the top three buttons open and Mike could easily see her deep cleavage peeking out above the shirt. She wore a silk scarf tied around her neck in a very jaunty, sexy way. She also wore a long black skirt that went all the way to her ankles. The skirt was fairly tight and had a long slit up the back that went up past her knees. To finish off the outfit she wore a pair of black shoes with short heels that perfectly accentuated her figure.

He moved toward her and tried to embrace her and kiss her on the mouth but she turned her head away and teased, "Not before dinner, young man." He wasn't sure why he had been so forward with her when he still hadn't been entirely sure she wanted to fuck, but her reaction made it clear beyond any doubt that she did want to fuck. 

They laughed and headed downstairs to the kitchen where she had set the table with a wonderful looking meal. Just as they stepped into the kitchen she leaned over to his ear and whispered, "I'm not wearing anything under my skirt."

Mike's cock immediately started to grow and he had to resist the urge push her down on the kitchen table as he had done before they had moved in and fuck her brains out. She merely pointed him toward his chair and smiled at him as she watched his reaction and listened to his excited groan. 

Dinner went very well. After a little while Mike was able to relax and enjoyed a great meal with his mom despite the intense sexual tension he was feeling. They both drank a lot of wine with dinner and were both feeling a little drunk by the time dinner ended. Wendy could barely contain her own lust as she too thought about the time that Mike had fucked her wildly on the very table where they now sat and ate.

Just as they stood up from the table together after eating he noticed her beginning to untie the scarf from around her neck. He was unable to contain himself any longer and asked, "So, where's this surprise I heard about earlier?"

Just as he finished talking he felt the scarf on either side of his face and his vision was immediately cut off as she tied the scarf snugly over his eyes. She ran her hands up and down his chest and stomach a few times as he stood blindfolded. She led him by the hand to her bedroom and had him stand next to the bed as she stripped his clothes off him.

She had him lay down on the bed on his back and took hold of his wrists and pulled them up over his head to the headboard. Mike immediately felt another scarf wrapping around his wrists and quickly found himself tied to the headboard. She took first one and then his other foot and individually tied his ankles to the corners of the footboard leaving Mike helpless before her. Once he was fully tied down she removed his blindfold.

She stood next to the bed still fully dressed as he stared excitedly up at her. He remembered back to the cruise when she fucked him while pinning his hands down and remembered how she reacted when he did the same to her. He smiled at her as he began to realize that his mom liked playing with bondage.

She smiled back at him and slowly moved her hands to her top. She untucked it slowly from her skirt and then began to undo the buttons. She continued her slow striptease for him as he lay helpless and stared. When she removed the last of her clothes she softly caressed her tits knowing this really turned Mike on.

She crawled onto the bed and immediately moved up to Mike's face. She straddled his face and lowered her pussy down on top of his waiting mouth. He hungrily drove his tongue deep inside her pussy and let it slide and roam all over the folds of her pussy. She reached down and ran her fingers through his hair as he continued teasing her pussy. A couple of times he tried to slide his tongue back to her asshole but she shifted her position and said only, "Later."

Mike loved the feeling of being "smothered" in pussy like this. He savored the musky smell and taste of the one pussy he was sure he would never be able to lick again. The intense memories of all their previous illicit encounters flooded back to him as he greedily lapped at her pussy.

As her excitement grew she began to move her hips back and forth rubbing her wet pussy all over his mouth and face. When she finally did cum it was with a loud cry as she wildly thrust her own pussy back and forth all over his face. 

When she finished cumming she moved off of his face and knelt down next to him on the bed. She began to massage his chest, stomach, and arms teasingly. She let her fingers move right to the edge of his pubic hair before she pulled them away. Mike groaned and tried to shift his hips to get her to touch his excited cock, but she continued her slow tease.

She eventually crawled back over Mike so she was once again straddling his face, but this time she was turned around so she was facing his feet. She lowered herself onto his mouth and he began teasing her pussy again. She sat like that for just a few moments before she lowered her own mouth down to his cock and eagerly sucked about half his length into her mouth at once. Mike groaned from under her and thrust his hips up as he literally started fucking her mouth. She used her lips and tongue to further drive him wild as he began bucking up and down fairly quickly.

With a loud groan Mike started cumming in huge, thick jets of heavy white cum. She kept her mouth around his cock for the first few jets before she finally released him and began stroking him firmly with her hand as he shot the rest of his cum all over her face and his own stomach. Mike was keenly aware that she had taken his first two massive jets of cum in her mouth and wished he could watch as she either swallowed it or spit it back out onto him. Either idea caused him great excitement, which he expressed by continuing to tease her pussy with renewed enthusiasm.

She remained lying over him long after he finished cumming as he continued to lick and suck at her pussy. Clearly she intended to let Mike bring her off again with his mouth. As he excitedly teased her pussy she softly stroked his cock and massaged his cum into his stomach and up and down his cock shaft. The feel of his sticky, warm fluid under her fingers excited Mike greatly.

Since she had just cum not too long before it took Mike much longer to bring his mom to another orgasm. He relished the extra time he had to explore her and only wished he could use his hands to further tease her. However, he did realize that his being bound and essentially at her mercy was very exciting.

When she eventually did begin her second orgasm she cried out and let Mike's cock fall out of her mouth. She had resumed slowly sucking and licking his cock and already had it in a semi-hard state. She again rocked her hips from side to side and by the time she finished had left Mike's face coated again in her pussy juices.

She turned around and moved so she was lying beside her captive son. They kissed long and slow before she sat up again and leaned over his face with her chest. She brought her tits just over his face and mouth and dangled them there teasingly just out of reach of his tongue. She soon lowered them down and moaned appreciatively as he sucked and licked them passionately.

He moved his mouth back and forth between her tits and hard nipples as she moaned and began to caress his nearly hard cock. "Do you want to fuck me?" she teasingly asked.

"Yes," he gasped from under her heavy tits.

"Tell me," she instructed as she raised her tits away from his mouth momentarily.

"I want to fuck you," he instantly replied. He smiled wickedly and looked deeply into her eyes as she moved back slightly and made eye contact with him. He then added, "I want to fuck you, mom." He emphasized the word mom and it had exactly the effect he had hoped. She closed her eyes momentarily and was just about ready to move over his hard cock when they both heard a gasp from near the doorway.

Mike looked over in horror as he saw Cindy standing in the doorway with her mouth hanging open as she stared at the incestuous pair on the bed. He panicked thinking that her meeting at work ended earlier than expected and she came over to surprise him but now it was she who was surprised.

Wendy smiled wickedly at Cindy and wondered how long Cindy had been watching. She thought to herself that she couldn't have picked a better time to arrive than she did for maximum effect. She felt her pussy ache when she wondered if Cindy had been there long enough to watch her take her son's cum in her mouth.

"What the hell?" Cindy asked in a tone that sounded much harsher than she felt. The truth was that she was perhaps more excited than she had ever been in her life. She had arrived a short while earlier and found them in the bed in the 69 position. She watched as Wendy lazily sucked on her husband's cock and he made his mom cum.

By the time she watched Mike sucking on his mom's tits her pussy was already drenched and she couldn't remain a passive observer any longer. The forbidden desire and pure lust between the couple on the bed was amazing and she desperately wanted to become a part of their experience. Hearing Mike say that he wanted to fuck her had been more than she could handle watching and she gasped from her own lust and excitement.

Visions of her own sister danced through her mind and she remembered how intense and how deep their physical connection had been when they fucked. It seemed that the family bond between mother and son was perhaps the strongest and watching Wendy and Mike act out their most lustful urges with each other was more exciting and forbidden than anything she could imagine.

She had also immediately noticed Mike's bound state and thought that Wendy couldn't have created a better situation for this to happen. For a brief moment Cindy and Wendy locked their gazes and stared deeply into each other eyes with a deep, smoldering lust.

"Shit," Mike said quickly, "I'm sorry Cindy. I didn't mean for you to... it just happened..." His voice trailed off as he tried to figure out how to explain in this situation that he had come to start fucking his own mom.

By now Cindy was almost too excited to think and was barely listening to him anyway. She started to walk over to the bed as she softly said, "Well, Mike. You dirty little mother fucker." Wendy hadn't moved since they had seen Cindy and she and Mike now watched Cindy to see what she was going to do.

Cindy strolled over to the edge of the bed and looked up into Wendy's face. Mike was horrified that his life as he knew it was over. His mind spun and it felt like someone had dropped a brick on his stomach. "Well, Wendy," Cindy said in a sensual, teasing tone, "why don't you give the naughty boy here what he asked for." She then paused and looked at Mike as he stared back at her with panic in his eyes. "You do want to fuck her, don't you?"

Mike didn't say anything as Cindy reached out and grasped his shrinking cock. She knew exactly how to excite him and easily pumped him back to his full size as she stared down into his face enjoying his helplessness and confusion. When she had him fully hard again she asked, "Don't you want to fuck your mommy? Come on Mike, I heard you say it before. Tell me you want to fuck her."




Reconnecting Ch. 08



"Yes," Mike answered softly.

"Good," Cindy replied as she released his cock and sat on the edge of the bed next to Mike, "because I want to watch."

Wendy moved smoothly over her son and very slowly dropped herself down on his hard cock until he was all the way inside her. It had been so long since she felt him like this and she had wanted this so much that she wanted to make every moment last. Without moving her body she squeezed and released her pussy muscles around him a few times in a way she knew he loved. His long groan brought a responding moan from Wendy and a wicked smile of delight from Cindy.

By now Mike had stopped trying to understand what was happening or why. All he knew was that at this moment his wife wanted him to fuck his mom, so he pushed all the terror and panic out of his mind and relished Wendy's warm pussy as it perfectly caressed his cock.

Wendy soon settled into a teasingly slow fuck that had Mike going out of his mind with lust. His helpless state only furthered his excitement as she slowly rode his cock. He wanted to urge her to go faster so he could build to his orgasm, but he knew that if he let her lead that the result would be more than worth it.

Cindy couldn't really believe what she was watching. As she hurriedly removed her own clothes she could feel her already wet pussy growing wetter than she could ever remember without it being touched. She was right, fucking her sister was one thing as was fucking her mother, but the sight of the man she loved with his hard cock in his mom's pussy was hotter and nastier than anything she had seen.

Their slow fuck continued for a long, long time and Cindy marveled at how perfectly Wendy controlled the fuck and toyed with Mike. She also noticed on their faces and in their movements how completely engrossed they both were in the experience. Finally Cindy whispered, "Open your eyes."

Mike looked up at her and his eyes grew wide in complete shock as he watched his wife reach over and begin to caress his mom's tits. Wendy moaned and looked over at Cindy as the younger woman played with her tits. Soon Wendy brought her hands up and began feeling her own tits as Cindy continued massaging them. Mike watched in disbelief as their hands rubbed over and against each other as they both played with Wendy's tits.

Cindy looked down at Mike and said, "Mike, I have a confession. When my sister came to visit us," she paused to build the anticipation and watched as the excitement built in Mike's eyes, "I fucked her." Mike let out a long moan of lust as Cindy began telling him about how she sucked her sister's tits and pussy. When she told Mike that she had fucked Kate with a strap on that was last that he could take.

Even though Wendy hadn't altered her slow fuck Mike groaned loudly and arched his back as his cum exploded inside her. Mike bucked his hips up and down wildly as he pumped his cum into her pussy as Wendy moaned lustily and responded to his movements by fucking him faster.

When Mike finished cumming he closed his eyes and savored the warm wetness of her pussy around him. "Mike, you're not looking," Cindy said. Mike opened his eyes again just as Cindy and Wendy's lips met in a slow, sensual kiss. Quickly the kiss became wilder and Mike could see their tongues moving back and forth against each other.

"Oh my God!" he gasped out of pure lust and shock.

"You like?" Cindy teased as she smiled wickedly down at him. "Then you're going to love this..." She guided Wendy off of his shrinking cock and positioned her so she was sitting at the edge of the bed. Cindy quickly crawled onto the floor before her and lowered her face to Wendy's pussy.

Mike strained to see but all he could see was the top of Cindy's head bobbing at his mom's pussy. He struggled against his restraints but Wendy had tied him securely. He let out a groan as Cindy's mouth began making wet, slurping noises from the wetness of Wendy's pussy.

Wendy leaned back until she was lying against Mike's side and stomach. He watched her heavy, excited tits sway as she writhed in her excitement. He wished he could reach out and feel them as he stared at his wife's head between her thighs. A few moments later Mike felt his mom's hand wrap around his cock as she toyed with it while basking in her own pleasure. Her fingers easily slipped through the heavy wetness of her own pussy juices.

Both Wendy and Mike let out long, lusty moans when Cindy lifted her head, looked at Mike, and said, "I can taste you in her." That comment seemed to push Wendy over her boundary of control. When Cindy returned to her pussy with renewed energy Wendy began to moan and Mike knew from watching her that she was ready to cum.

When she did start to cum she threw her head back onto his stomach and cried out loudly. Her whole body trembled as Cindy stayed between her thighs. She released Mike's cock as she came but her hand still rested over it and his balls and he could feel her hand twitch as her body convulsed on top of him.

"Mmmmm, you taste so damn good," Cindy said wickedly as she crawled onto the bed next to Wendy. They exchanged a long, deep kiss before Cindy parted it and moved to Mike. She leaned down over his face and met his mouth roughly with a wild kiss. Her tongue immediately thrust into his mouth and wrestled with his tongue wildly before she pulled away and gasped, "Can you taste your mommy in my mouth? I love sucking your mommy's pussy."

Cindy returned to the kiss and they continued frantically until Cindy again pulled away from him. This time as Mike looked up he saw that Wendy had pulled Cindy up and they had started another long, deep kiss. Wendy soon moved down to Cindy's tits and started sucking and licking at them lustily as Cindy began to moan softly.

After a while Wendy slithered off the bed and took Cindy's hand guiding her quickly to a chair against the wall. Cindy sat on the chair and spread her legs wide as Wendy knelt before her and immediately lowered her head to Cindy's pussy. Cindy and Mike gasped together as Wendy hungrily started sucking her.

From this angle Mike was looking almost directly at his wife and could see his mom's back and the back of her head between Cindy's legs. It was an angle he had seen countless times in porno films, but nothing could even come close to the raunchy, incestuous scene playing out before him.

Wendy took her time teasing and pleasuring Cindy and just before she let Cindy cum Cindy opened her eyes and looked directly at Mike. Cindy literally screamed as her orgasm started but she never broke the gaze that she and Mike shared. Despite not touching her in any way that moment was perhaps the most erotic and sexual that Mike could ever remember sharing with his wife.

Wendy didn't linger long between Cindy's legs and instead stood up and walked back to the bed. Mike's cock had regained its full size and he thought for a moment that she was going to fuck him again. Instead she looked back to Cindy and said, "I want to watch you fuck him."

Cindy smiled wickedly and quickly moved on top of Mike. She lowered her drenched pussy onto his cock as Mike let out a long, satisfied moan. Just as she started to ride his cock Wendy began to untie the scarves holding Mike down. When the last scarf was untied and Mike was free he immediately flipped Cindy over and resumed fucking her missionary style.

Mike was so wildly excited that all he knew was that he wanted to fill her with his cum. There wasn't anything tender about his fuck as he let his primal emotions guide him in and out of her pussy rapidly. Cindy moaned and urged him on as their bodies slapped wildly together and the bed began banging against the wall.

Mike took a moment and glanced over to his mom who sat beside him on the bed watching intently. When their eyes met she smiled lustfully at him and he could feel his cum getting ready to explode again. 

He pumped into Cindy a few more times and then cried out as he shoved himself all the way into her and started to cum. When he finished cumming he lay down over Cindy as they both gasped and panted from their efforts. Wendy lay down on her side next to the younger couple and began to let her hands explore both of them.

Eventually Mike rolled off Cindy and the three of them lay together on the big, king sized bed kissing and fondling each other slowly. Finally Mike had to ask the question that hung in his mind. He actually had about a hundred questions flying through his mind and when he started to talk all that came out was, "But how? I mean, how did you two..."

"Shhh," Wendy said putting her finger on his lips. "There will be time for lots of talking later. Let's just be together now."

They remained like this for a long while until Cindy became more aggressive. She had only cum once so far compared to Mike and Wendy who each had cum multiple times, and she looked like she wanted to even the score. Mike watched excitedly as the women began kissing and fondling each other. He sat next to them on the bed and took turns fondling both of them as they continued their excited foreplay.

Wendy eventually crawled on top of Cindy and the two women moved into the 69 position with Wendy on top. Mike sat and marveled at the sensual beauty of their two bodies locked together as he caressed his mom's back and ass.

Wendy aggressively worked at Cindy's excited pussy and very quickly had Cindy crying out from under her as Cindy came. Wendy didn't let Cindy's cumming stop her as she continued sucking and licking at her pussy all during and after Cindy's orgasm.

Mike watched them continue to work each other's pussies for a long time before he moved over next to his mom. He pushed his wife's legs farther apart and moved his face in next to his mom's. Cindy groaned wildly when she realized that her husband and his mother were going to lick her pussy together.

Wendy moved over to give him enough room and he immediately began licking at his wife's dripping wet pussy. He and Wendy often let their tongues meet and slide together as they essentially shared a french kiss while simultaneously licking Cindy's pussy. They stayed like this for a long while until Wendy started to gasp and then lifted her head as she started to cum yet again. Mike watched her face closely as Cindy's pussy juices glistened on her lips and chin and met her with a deep, intense kiss when she finished cumming.

They both returned to Cindy's pussy at the same time as Cindy again gasped and moaned. Mike felt his wife's hand encircling his cock as she began to stroke and tease it. She slowly coaxed some life back into it as he and Wendy continued licking her pussy.

It felt like it could have been hours as they stayed like this. When he and his mom both began to flick Cindy's excited clit with their tongues Mike knew that Cindy's orgasm was near. His tongue flicked wildly against his mom's tongue and over Cindy's clit as Cindy gasped over and over as she built toward cumming. Just as she was about to start Mike lowered his mouth over her clit and gently sucked it into his mouth.

That was enough to make Cindy scream again as she started cumming. Mike opened his mouth and moved away so he and Wendy could resume their mutual licking of Cindy's spasming pussy. They stayed there until well after Cindy finished cumming and Wendy spun around and started kissing Cindy again.

Cindy lay flat on her back and Wendy was on her knees next to her as they continued their kiss. Cindy had stroked enough life back into Mike's cock that he quickly moved behind his mom and drove himself inside her pussy.

Wendy let out a surprised gasp as Mike started fucking her. She continued kissing Cindy as they fucked and Mike loved watching them together. Cindy finally parted their kiss and moved under the older woman so she could suck her heavy tits and nipples as Mike fucked her.

Mike had cum so much already that this fuck lasted a very long time. By the time he was ready to cum he had started sweating heavily and they were now fucking so hard that the room was again filled with the sound of bodies slapping as the bed bumped against the wall.

Cindy slipped out from under Wendy and resumed kissing her in between talking dirty to them and urging Mike to cum. As Cindy said, "Fuck her. Fuck your mommy. Fill her with cum." Mike groaned and did just as Cindy ordered. By the time he finished cumming he collapsed onto the bed with the two women in an exhausted, sweating, panting mass of bodies. 

He had no idea what time it was but he felt like they had been fucking for about ten hours in a row. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep and the others only had time to kiss a few times before they too fell asleep.